Burqaso showed no emotion at the moment when he faced Malthael's request to postpone the decisive battle, but he was certain that the situation he faced would never get worse.
This guy Malthael was the biggest obstacle in front of him, and this guy actually showed his intention to help him at this time.
Faced with this strange situation, Bulqueso could not convince himself to ignore it as he had in the past.
"The responsibility you shoulder is a bit too heavy. I don't understand why humans like to link things with themselves that have little to do with themselves."
Malthael seemed to be teasing, but there was a bit of yearning in his eyes.
"You yearn for humanity?"
Of course, Burqaso saw Malthael's performance, so he raised such a question.
But when he asked this question, he immediately regretted it. Malthael is wisdom itself, and it seems that the connection between curiosity and wisdom can never be cut off.
"Bulkasso, the unchanging world is very heavy for me and us. Immortality represents unchanging.
Haven't you realized until now that the first Nephalem did not face death with resentment?"
Malthael asked curiously.
"It is human nature to love life and hate death."
Bulkesso frowned.
He didn't think this was anything unusual, but he didn't answer Malthael's question directly either.
"You have the original Nephalem by your side, and I think you have probably never communicated with them properly. Whether it's the Bulcaisel you hang around your waist, or the Orec and Wu who you can see at any time.
Ersh.”
Malthael's tone at this time was rather preachy. He was happy to share his wisdom with others, provided that the person was qualified to get along with him on an equal footing.
"Mathael, I am not one of them, I am very stubborn."
Bulcaisel narrowed his eyes and said.
He doesn't think that the path he chooses is necessarily the right one, but he also won't easily follow the path arranged by others.
The original ancestors had sacrificed so much for the continuation of the Nephalem, and Bul-Katho would not deny this.
But it must also be admitted that the path taken by these oldest ancestors does not seem to solve the biggest difficulties that humans need to face.
The path that has failed is certainly not without its merits, but when embarking on such a path, Bulcaisso cannot guarantee that he will not embark on a failed outcome again.
Instead of constantly thinking and hesitating on a seemingly smooth but ultimately dead-end road, Bulcaisel would rather become a pioneer.
I think those first ancestors who did not walk on the same path had similar considerations. After all, everyone is different and naturally has their own expectations for the future.
If the original ancestors worked together to fight against the high-level heaven and the burning hell, even if the chance of victory is still not great, the result will definitely not be that only one of the original barbarian ancestors is left with a complete soul.
The other ancient ancestors who were in the best condition only left a flower that was somewhat similar to themselves in this world.
"Drink this cup to the full."
Malthael picked up the wine glass and said to Burqaso.
"As it should be."
Bulcaisel picked up the wine bowl and accepted Malthael's invitation.
The two drank all the wine in the vessel, and then the atmosphere returned to the original harmony.
"Will Orek and Ursh disappear completely?"
Bulcaisel asked slowly.
It's not that he doesn't want to act calm and careless, but he can't completely ignore the contributions Orek and Ursh have made over the years.
"Probably not, unless they choose this."
Malthael said with great interest.
"If you put it this way, it means that what they can get is most likely not what they want, but this thing is very necessary for the future of the Nephalem?"
Bulcaisel asked, staring into Malthael's eyes.
"You also know what's in the secret realm of the Nephalem. Can't you imagine what the secret realms of High Heaven and Burning Hell are like?"
Malthael teased.
He couldn't believe that Bulcaisel knew nothing about this!
"Of all the dangers we have experienced, most are demons, and occasionally we can see a few angels.
So in addition to angels and demons, you should also be able to see a few Nephalem in your secret realm?"
Bulcaisel lowered his gaze.
"They will probably meet Vasily and Ys, right? After all, these two are the representatives of the Nephalem."
Malthael smiled.
Those guys in the secret realm are not all phantoms formed by energy, they are also part of the projection of those guys' souls.
"Are you talking about Vasily who has not yet fallen into madness and Ys who has not chosen to self-destruct?"
Bulcaisuo seemed to be a bit calm at this time.
"The sober Vasily can tell them why the Nephalem made that seemingly stupid choice back then, and Ys will tell them some truth. This truth also has something to do with our hatred of the Burning Hell itself."
Malthael smiled gently, and there was no trace of the angel of death who wanted to kill all the nephalem and demons.
"How are my compatriots you killed then?"
Bulcasso asked slowly.
Malthael killed a large number of barbarians, and it can even be said that he dispersed the last bit of vitality of the barbarians.
That was when Bulkesso was preparing for the ceremony to become the Immortal King, and it was that battle that made them change the battlefield.
Malthael had killed the Nephalem, but that didn't mean that there wouldn't be any trace of the Nephalem left behind.
The Archangel of Death gathers souls not just so that the people he kills will never appear again.
"The world of the dead doesn't have much fun, but in the world of the dead they no longer have the possibility of being corrupted and becoming demons.
Death sometimes represents eternity.”
Malthael's words were slightly suggestive.
"I won't thank you, just like I won't thank Tyrael who detonated the Holy Mountain of Arreat.
Even if your actions are well-intentioned, they have caused harm to us. Hatred is this kind of thing and will never be eliminated."
Burcasso said quietly.
Of course he knew that when doing these things, the archangels definitely did not come with any malicious intent, but this kind of kindness made them even more cruel and terrifying.
"Hate, I think I can probably taste a bit of hatred now. I have found that the humanity in me is increasing, but I think I will never become a complete human being."
Malthael shook his head as he spoke.
This was not a decision he made on a whim, but because he had a clear understanding of himself.
Even though he had created the miracle of this body by himself, Malthael could not convince himself to become a complete human from that moment on.
If he adds a little bit of time as a human to his endless life as an inhuman existence, can it reverse the process and make his entire life become human?
A second of other colors added to the endless world can only be used as embellishment in the end.
Malthael has never been able to understand human beings, even after he experienced the taste of human nature.
I spent the holidays with my mother, and I only wrote so much due to time constraints. I hope you can understand me.
