Bulcaisu looked at Imprius in front of him carefully, and then smiled.
"Man, as a friend I'm glad you still stand up for what you should stand for.
But as a Nephalem, I won't have any hesitation when I need to take action against the Archangels.
If everything comes to a point where it must be done, I will erect a stone tablet at the place where you died in battle."
Bulkesso said as if he was relieved.
Facing the only one among the archangels who could be regarded as a friend, Bulcaisel's sad aura seemed to dissipate a bit.
Although he doesn't look young now, there aren't many signs of aging.
"It sounds like you're trying to bring an end to a story.
If you fail, I will miss you.
Whether as an archangel or a demon, I will always remember your existence."
Because Prius also smiled, his smile was not bitter.
Everything that has happened will come to an end, but we may not be able to witness it all.
Impris had no intention of defending the archangels in front of Bulcasso.
Are they archangels fighting for good?
Of course it is, but the beautiful things in the eyes of the archangels may not necessarily include the existence of the Nephalem.
Human emotions are very gorgeous, but archangels also have emotions!
Human conspiracies and hatreds are very entangled, but these methods are even more common among demons.
There was no need for Prius to tell Bulcaisel what the archangels thought.
And Bulkesso doesn't need to do this with the Prius.
There is already enough tacit understanding between them!
The courageous light wing behind Bulcaisel does not represent pity for Prius, it represents recognition!
Only the existence recognized by the archangels will be born with wings of light like the archangels!
"My friend, I hate to think of the day when we said goodbye to each other.
I even hope that one day I suddenly discover that my archangel friend named Imperius has not appeared for a long time.
I don't want to hear about your death, because that means I have to do something for my friends."
Bulqueso's words seemed to be light-hearted, but Prius knew that Bulqueso was not joking at all.
The pain of separation is somewhat unfamiliar to the Archangels.
They had spent the past countless years with each other.
Although the wills of the archangels occasionally diverge, they have never truly fought on opposite sides.
They do not understand the weight of farewell, at least not until they establish contact with an existence that is not eternal.
It's just that those who generally cannot achieve eternal existence will not establish any connection with them.
The Burqaso was an accident, but the Prius didn't think it was a bad accident.
Although he didn't know how he would feel when facing loss.
"Bulkess, I hope you can become the final winner.
But I'm still looking forward to everything going back to the past.
Although the nephalem are outraged by the aquatic heat of Sanctuary, it is indeed the best situation for us.
The High Heavens and the Burning Hells play a game that never ends.
Nephalem may struggle, but you can still exist.
It doesn’t seem like everything is as bad as imagined?”
Imprius looked directly into Bulcaisel's eyes and said.
He carefully searched Bulcasso's eyes for any sign of anger.
But he didn't see any anger, nor any coldness.
"Because of the Prius, you may not understand the saying 'when you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back into you'.
Because in the past countless years, you and the Burning Hell have represented the existence of the abyss.
The nephalem want to understand you, and gradually become like you.
But now, look into my eyes and tell me, what do you see in them?"
Bulcaisel's tone was still gentle, so gentle that Impris even felt a rare sense of fear.
It's not that the Archangel of Courage doesn't feel fear. In fact, except for beings like Bulcaisel who completely split the part of their souls that carries fear and then seals it, any other being can be afraid.
It's just that for the Archangel of Courage Imprius, every time he has fear, he will have more courage to face it.
So the Prius will never be paralyzed by fear.
"I don't know, I can't judge you anymore.
You were once aloof, with contempt and ridicule for everything.
I couldn't understand you like that at that time.
Now you seem to care about everything, but you don't seem to do anything.
I can't understand you now either.
The existence of the nephalem is something even Malthael cannot figure out."
Prius said hesitantly.
He didn't know what his sincere confession at this time meant.
He doesn't care either.
"I tell you, I am your abyss now.
It’s no longer you who assimilate us, but me influencing you.”
Bulqueso's tone was a little strange.
But the sincerity in it made Imprius unable to refute anything, but Imprius obviously still didn't understand.
"What the hell, you guys are just chatting here while I'm fighting a monster?
Doesn't anyone care about my situation?"
Li Min's voice was a little sharp, and she suddenly appeared aside.
Her situation seemed a little bad. The surging arcane energy was constantly washing away everything around her from the moment Li Min's voice sounded.
"You are Li Min, the most powerful mage."
Because Prius made a joke on the side, and then planned to turn his head back.
"Li Min, Imprius and I are not just chatting. We are also talking about important things."
Bulqueso rubbed his temples.
When Li Min acts irritable, it means that things will not be resolved so easily.
But Li Min never made trouble unreasonably, she just acted according to her own ideas.
Never do anything meaningless.
A mage will not let his emotions control his will so easily.
Unless the emotional display at this time is what she wants to do.
"If I were you, I would be more concerned about what happened to me now.
Damn, that thing almost made me break my chains."
The somewhat unstable energy in Li Min's body finally calmed down, and she appeared on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas with a somewhat embarrassed look.
"The end of everything? Although our world is sufficiently connected with this world, it is different after all.
To be continued...