"So now I have to consider how to hand over the training of the Necromancer apprentices to Rathma?
To be honest, I really can’t put too much trust in Rasma.”
Leoric's voice revealed strong exhaustion.
He wasn't sure if what he was doing was really valuable.
Putting the futures of Aidan, Khanduras and the Nephalem on a scale was always a difficult choice for Leoric.
But fortunately it doesn't take much time for him to make a choice.
"Aidan, I have to remind you.
If I were to put my own existence and your life at two ends of the scale, I would undoubtedly choose to let you continue to live.
But if the other end of the scale is the future of the Nephalem, then I won’t have any hesitation.”
Leoric's tone was rare and serious.
"Of course I know, my father.
Your greatness lies in the fact that you think and act as the king of Khanduras.
And I also want to make the same choice as you in this regard.
Khanduras needs paladins, and as for the necromancers, let's give them back to Rathma.
After all, no one is more suitable to teach the Necromancer than him, right?
Even if you have the Necromancer's enlightenment materials in your hands, they still have to pursue Rathma's teachings after they grow to a certain level.
In this case, we might as well just let it go from the beginning.
This is also a good thing for the Nephalem."
Aidan said formally.
"Then as you wish.
Johanna, now I still want to invite you to become the trainer of the paladins in Khanduras.
Are you willing to change your initial thoughts now?"
Leoric calmed down, and his aura returned to the coldness of the Skeleton King!
A calm king can make better choices.
"I still refuse, there's a big difference between what Aidan and I think.
And it’s time for me to fulfill my role as Master of the Crusaders.”
Johanna's eyes were exceptionally clear, and there was no doubt about the firmness in them!
"Aidan, you must first find someone who has the ability to guide the paladin training.
I will arrange things for the necromancers before you find them.
That guy Rasma might not laugh heartily after hearing the news, but it was normal for him to give me a sarcastic smile.
It's a pity that I don't have the strength to tear Rasma's face apart."
Leoric pretended to be relaxed and said.
Although Rathma's performance in front of the Great Demon and Archangel was somewhat disappointing.
But Leoric does not have this qualification!
Being able to show no shame in front of Rathma is the confidence brought by Skeleton King's immortal power.
"Johanna, now I invite you to visit Canduras. Such an invitation shouldn't embarrass you, right?"
Leoric relaxed a little.
"Okay, but I will leave soon."
Johanna said seriously.
Johanna would only occasionally show such things as joking when she was with her friends.
Unfortunately, neither Skeletor nor Aidan is Johanna's partner!
Their previous cooperation was just because they had the same stance!
"Aidan, please stay with Leah properly when you go back this time.
She will probably be very happy after knowing that you have obtained the power of justice, right?
The person who received the most help and encouragement from Tyrell back then was Leah, so I should be grateful to him."
Leoric shook his skull head, but the crown on his head seemed to be embedded in the bones and showed no intention of falling off!
"Leah is much stronger than you and I give her credit for."
A smile appeared on Aidan's face, and his hands were a little awkward and he didn't know where to place them.
"snort."
Johanna made a dissatisfied nasal sound.
It's no surprise that Leah is Johanna's partner.
Johanna also felt sad for what happened to Leah, but it couldn't be said whose fault it was.
Everyone in that story is working hard to get the best outcome.
It's a pity that the ending of the story is not happy.
This time, the three people did not choose the same way as before.
After leaving the high-level heaven, they can easily use spells such as portals to move around.
After Johanna and the others left the place, the figure of Malthael, the Archangel of Death, slowly appeared.
He didn't intentionally follow Johanna and the others, he just happened to arrive at this location.
The relationship between Malthael and Tyrael was particularly complex, as they had been close in the past.
At least that was the case until Malthael took the Dark Soulstone from Tyrael.
Although Malthael does not fully accept Tyrael's approach now, it is quite normal to provide some help that he can provide.
Although the two powers of death in the hands of the archangel are missing a part, the functions of that part are also highly overlapping!
But that doesn't mean Malthael can't do something.
Tyrael has twice the absolute power of other archangels, so of course he can control twice the share of authority as other archangels!
It's a pity that in the original world, a complete authority is a complete one!
Even if Tyrael can use the power of two, he can only use the total number of one!
But this new world gives Tyrell new possibilities!
Malthael plans to hand over the power of death he holds to Tyrael for use!
Although there are also Malthael's own calculations in it, there is no doubt that this will make Tyrael stronger.
As for the so-called Supreme Angel, Malthael only regarded it as a joke!
Demons can use force to subdue other existences, that is the nature of demons!
But the archangels will only show that posture if they are consistent with each other's will!
Therefore, the so-called supreme angel can only appear when the situation is simple and clear!
In a slightly more complicated situation, the wills of the archangels will not be completely consistent!
They have more independent thoughts than demons, and will naturally have more different ideas!
"Tyrrell, you have taken advantage of me many times. It shouldn't be too much for me to take advantage of you once, right?"
Malthael said as if talking to himself.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the high-level heaven, and suddenly showed a bright smile as if he had received some permission!
No one knew what he knew at this moment except himself.
But the Reaper of Souls on the Archangel of Death's waist let out a soft groan! The next moment, the Archangel of Death's body turned into something like fly ash and floated away!
…
The sacred mountain of Harrogath.
With Bulcaisel's return, everything gradually began to return to its original state.
A group of seemingly carefree ancestors happily competed for the right to drive the pickup truck.
Only this time there is no Mocott who likes to give orders on the roof!
Madoc's aggressive bad-mouthed voice disappeared from the car fight.
The vehicle drove past the hill where Orak once loved to sit cross-legged, and there was no longer Orak's indifferent gaze.
On the edge of the city square, there will not be an old general with white hair and beard sighing with relief mixed with helplessness.
Bulcaisel was currently sitting on the only throne in the Temple of the Elders, and Warusk, who had turned into a weapon, could not show his lazy and domineering aura.
The heavy blade was leaned against the edge of the throne, and the blade flashed with red light, just like Volusk's breathing while sleeping soundly.
"Death, I was very surprised that you sided with Warusk.
Although I accepted you to stay on the holy mountain of Harrogas, I don’t seem to allow you to get involved in the affairs of the barbarians.”
Bulcaisel's eyes were filled with anger.
"So you're going to end my existence now?
You have this strength, and you also have the carrier to carry the few death powers that I retain.
You can even make good use of the extra residue of life.
But if you're going to do that, you won't talk to me.
Mr. Barbarian who always moves faster than he predicts."
Death still had the image of a skeleton, but there was a rare sense of stickiness in his voice.
"Death, I need everything you know about the talisman!"
Bulqueso said.
He didn't plan to pursue the matter for the time being.
Death is right, if Bulcaisel becomes tired of the existence of death and develops irreparable hostility.
Then death has turned into forging material at this time.
As for asking for news about the talisman.
If Li Min hadn't been unwilling to tell too much, Bulcasso wouldn't have asked about death at this time.
"If a complete life should be considered the end from birth to death.
So should a complete world also go from birth to end?"
Death asked quietly.
"I don't know and I'm not interested!
Li Min was able to repel that talisman, which at least means that the power of those of us who are not native to this world will not be affected much.
At least not enough to influence the outcome!"
Bulcaisel tapped his fingers on the armrest of the throne.
He didn't look happy at all.
There is even a little bit of irritability!
"The end of all things, this is the end result of destruction.
You can simply understand him as the next stage of the Demon God of Destruction.
Although I don’t know much about the Demon God you know, I think it’s not easy for that guy to return to his destructive nature.”
Death said.
Bulcaisel couldn't tell for a moment whether Death's words were deliberately guiding him.
But these words are definitely not worthless.
Bulcaisel tapped the handrail a little faster.
As for whether these small movements would reveal his thoughts, Bulcasso didn't care.
Although Volusk once always told him to keep his emotions and anger a secret.
But Bulcasso wouldn't listen at all.
Because Warusk, who taught him to be an excellent king, was much more irritable than him in the way he handled things.
Indeed, whether he is angry or happy, Warusk will not show it on his face!
But if he is angry, the iron boot that has crushed the heads of countless demons will appear on the face of the person who angered him!
Bulcaisel believed that no matter what emotions he showed, no one could stop him.
Even a being with this strength would not like to look for trouble.
"I think you're hiding something."
Bulqueso said.
"I can never tell you everything about me.
I like Leoric, who seems to have been abandoned by all existence, but after you bring him back, he is no longer the complete him.
Can't I be angry at you for causing all this?"
Death said sarcastically.
Bulqueso felt a little embarrassed.
Indeed, Leoric is no longer fully Leoric.
The reappearance of the Skeleton King as the help of the Nephalem from the things he had collected before was already the limit of what Bulkatho could do at that time.
It’s ridiculous!
If you want the Leoric to return completely, you must have complete authority over creation!
But what’s even more ridiculous is that in the past world, the guy who had the best control over creation was Mephisto!
Even Mephisto can only say that he has touched some traces of creation.
It was these traces that caused a lot of trouble later!
"Whatever you want to do is your business."
Bulqueso said.
At this time, his fingers had stopped tapping on the armrest of the throne.
"Bulkasso, are you planning to speed up your plan?
To be honest, it always makes me a little uncomfortable to call out my own name every time I call someone else."
The voices of the first ancestors came from the ground!
At this time, he is fulfilling the responsibility that was forcibly given by Bulcaisuo! Sorting out the increasingly huge power in the Holy Mountain!
This matter is not easy at all, especially after Volusk turned into a legend that only belongs to the Immortal King!
If it had been before, Warusk would have been able to share some of the burden for him.
Now only the three ancestors can share the pressure for the first generation ancestors.
But now the three ancestors have no unified opinions on this matter.
Talik thought it didn't matter, he was willing to help.
But Kahn flatly refused to do so, and even made Talik unable to provide help to the first ancestors.
As for Kolik, he is the least concerned.
As long as the other two guys made a decision, he would go along with it.
There were very few dead people in the existence he cared about.
"I don't plan to change my approach, but it's not me who has accelerated my plans.
I really don’t understand, those archangels and the demon gods of hell have been fighting for countless years, why are their current struggles escalating so quickly!”
Bulkesso shook his head.
"What do you think? You put more pressure on them than we did before.
They can't wait any longer, you make them feel like you are getting stronger every second.
Although they can guess that you also have a certain limit, do you think they are willing to bet that you will destroy yourself before solving them?"
The first generation ancestors let out a series of laughter.
His laughter caused the Elder's Temple to shake.
"I think time is the least valuable thing to them."
Bulkesso said casually.
"That's because they don't feel threatened.
Once a threat appears, those guys will move faster than you think.
You don't think it was all smooth sailing when I forged the World Stone, do you?
They won't come to me after they find out what I'm going to do and then hold a meeting and come to a conclusion.
What they did was ask me to stop first and then have a meeting to discuss whether I could continue."
