The moment Orek fell into madness, Vasily, who had just left the burning hell, let out a long sigh.
He is a being like Orek, so how can he not know what Orek is facing?
But sometimes even if he knew all this, he couldn't do anything.
"What happened in the Burning Hell?"
The angelic Constantine asked lightly.
At this time, Constantine already had many angelic qualities. Constantine himself felt a little uncomfortable, but he could not find any solution to this problem for a while.
"It's nothing, we just have to move faster."
Vasily didn't look back. Although he couldn't see the look in his eyes at this moment, he was sure that look must be full of ferocity!
Orek was destined to be irreversible when he embarked on this path. Vasily had warned him before, but Orek never understood what he meant.
Fortunately, even if Orec becomes part of the power of Lilith and Inaris, the Nephalem will not lose the power that comes from the origin of the secret realm!
Vasily had long been prepared to sacrifice, just because the harvest of the Nephalem would be slightly less than planned.
"Act faster?"
Constantine muttered.
"I don't think you will take me to Harrogas, right? Although I am still the same me, I have also become an angel."
Constantine asked.
He knew the Nephalem's attitude towards the angels. Although he would not directly pick up weapons and fight, he would definitely not be polite.
Even though he was an acquaintance and he would not speak harshly, it was really difficult for him to stay in such an important place as the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
"Almost, I will send you to a suitable place."
Vasily said without looking back.
He directly reached out and grabbed Constantine's belt, and then carried Constantine directly through a portal!
At this time, they had left the scope of the Burning Hell, and Yin Na's phantom was still following them.
What is happening here does not require any additional explanation.
Before Vasily left, he gave Yin Na a wink, thinking that Yin Na knew what to do next.
Vasily is indeed not familiar with the young Nephalem, but Yin Na is not young either!
Even if she is not the oldest group of Nephalem, Yin Na's existence is beyond imagination.
There is no need for Vasily and Yin Na to confirm anything, but he can make such a judgment through everything Yin Na shows!
Yin Na watched Vasily and Konstantin leave the place without saying a word.
Perhaps due to Lilith's kindness, at least Vasily and Constantine did not encounter any difficulties on their way out of the Burning Hell.
Yin Na understands that the final moment is coming, and she wants to prevent others from sacrificing to win, but she can't convince anyone with words.
She herself was prepared to sacrifice at any time. After she made this decision, others could not convince her.
However, Yin Na will not be depressed because of this problem. The results they want are the same.
It's just that Yin Na did this because she really trusted Bulcasso, while Vasily did this just for the sake of all the Nephalem.
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"Mathael, do you have any other preparations?"
Bulcaisu asked somewhat indifferently to Malthael in front of him.
He noticed some changes in the situation, and the person who might have caused such changes was right in front of him.
"Of course I have made a lot of preparations, but haven't you already decided to wait for the results outside?"
Malthael asked a little strangely.
In his impression, Bulkesso was not a guy who would change his decision, but Bulkesso's sudden question at this time made him feel as if Bulkesso was going to change his mind.
Perhaps this was not his feeling, but that he subconsciously saw such a plan from Bulqueso's actions.
"Can you really take matters into your own hands?"
Bulcaisel looked at Malthael in front of him with a strange and scrutinizing look.
"I have never said or done such a thing. Don't you Nephalem know best?"
Malthael began to wonder why Bulcaisel would raise this question at this time.
It's not like he didn't have plans that were broken back then, and even the most recent one was when he faced these Nephalem.
"I'm going to give you a slap in the face. Yes, it's an insult."
While Bulcaisel was speaking, he already slapped Malthael on the face.
Malthael was not angry, not even a little emotional.
This performance made Bulcaisso obviously angry.
"Sure enough, when you became a Nephalem, you also used other methods. You can control everything outside, right?"
Bulcaisel sneered.
"If you know this, I think you and I both left something outside.
I'm not surprised at all that you would do this. How could the Immortal King be just a guy who only cares about fighting?"
An innocent smile appeared on Malthael's face, and there was a gap between his words and his body's performance. This difference could be seen even by the Nephalem, who was not the best at observing Bulkatho.
"Humanity? What are you going to do with your newfound humanity?
Let me guess, you are eyeing the powerful existence that should be born in this world."
Bulcaisel said after inserting the weapon in his hand on the ground.
"I have known about her existence a long time ago, but I am not sure what she looks like now."
Malthael glanced at the weapon planted on the ground by Bulqessor and said slowly.
"You let your first ancestors stay outside? Maybe you even left Warusk outside, right?"
Malthael did not see the sanity of a powerful soul in this weapon, even though this weapon was indeed created by Bul-Katho and two successive Immortal Kings.
Malthael has not forgotten that even if the powerful men who created the legend lose their weapons, they can even use energy to form weapons, and the strength will not be much different from the previous weapons.
It seems that what Bulcaisso is carrying with him at this time is nothing more than an imitation of him.
Considering Bulcaisel's craftsmanship and status as the creator of the legend, it is not impossible for Malthael to guess the truth until this moment.
"You probably have no way to send the weapons to Inaris, so the insurance you left is not for Inaris and Lilith?"
Malthael raised his question in a determined tone.
"It's a means to cope with your stay. I think if everything goes well, the guy you left behind will also have to face the test of my stay."
Bulcaisel regained his composure, but his eyes were still hovering over Malthael's face, as if he was looking for a convenient place to slap him again.
Even if Malthael has strong self-control, he will never react to an insult.
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In the past, he would behave submissively in front of Bulcasso because Bulcasso's power far surpassed him, and he had to do this in order to achieve his goal.
But now Malthael has actually used Li Min's safety and his own strength to obtain the same ability as Bulcaisuo.
Such Malthael is still indifferent to insults, which can only mean that Malthael has completed dividing himself again at some point.
"Is it after a little fight with Li Min? Or before entering this place with me?"
Bulcaisel asked slowly.
He was asking about the time point when Malthael completed dividing himself.
"It's the latter, the fight between us never seems to end.
Sometimes I also wonder why you have become the biggest obstacle on my way forward, but I am more thinking about why you insist on so-called freedom."
Malthael looked puzzled.
He seemed to be deliberately trying to provoke Bulcaisuo, perhaps because he was sure that Bulcaisuo would not directly engage in the final fight at this time.
"So-called freedom?"
Bulcaisel was a little curious as to where Malthael had picked out such a word.
"You're not so superficial that you think freedom means doing whatever you want, right?"
Malthael's tone became a little aggressive, which made Burqaso more and more certain that this guy was trying to provoke him.
It's just that Bulcaisuo is also a little confused about what considerations this guy Malthael has for doing this.
"It is indeed freedom to do whatever you want, but if you do so, you have to bear the consequences."
Bulcaisel looked at Malthael with a slightly more dangerous look.
His eyes have been locked on Malthael's neck. This is not because Burqaso intends to give Malthael a neck, but because he is considering how to cut off Malthael's head more easily.
"Freedom is choice."
Malthael nodded as he spoke.
"What exactly are you planning to do?"
Bulqueso's tone already took on a threatening tone.
He will not compromise. Even during the time he has to wait at this time, Bulqueso will not choose the kind of compromise that will affect the final outcome.
He wanted to stabilize Malthael to ensure that Li Min would not become a victim in the war.
But when it comes time to make a choice, the group is greater than the individual.
Burquetso will admit his own selfishness and his difficulty in finding better solutions to the difficulties he faces.
But the only thing that remains constant is compromise!
In the past, Bulcasso never wanted to be the flag in everyone's hearts, but when he unknowingly stood at the forefront, Bulcaisso was already taking on all responsibilities.
A world that always places its hope on heroes is the most hopeless, and Bulcasso knows this very well!
"Mathael, your back-up plan will not succeed."
Bulcaisel said categorically that even at this moment he didn't know to what extent everything in the outside world had developed.
But Bulkatho believes that humans will not let Malthael achieve his plan smoothly!
Even when they were in Sanctuary, humans always lagged behind the plots of these guys, but in the end humans were never completely defeated!
The community continues, and hope never dies.
"I think so too. I sincerely intend to make you the winner."
Malthael said with a smile.
"But that doesn't mean the winner can enjoy the fruits of victory alone, right?"
Bulcaisel sneered.
Victory is only part of the result, but what can really change the world is the fruit born in the flesh and blood after victory.
"Bulkasso, Bulcasso...if I said that I planned to deliver the fruits of victory to you with both hands, would you accept it?
I was tired of it long ago, earlier than Inarius, earlier than Lilith.
It’s just that I can’t do anything, the will of the higher heavens will always protect Inaris.”
There was a sneer on Malthael's face.
He seemed to be mocking himself, but he also seemed to be mocking the higher heaven itself.
"The Shadow Fang is still within my control."
Bulqueso said.
"The Fang of Shadow is part of the Will of Burning Hell, or more appropriately, it is the key to unlocking the Will of Burning Hell."
Malthael said slowly in a tone like telling a story.
He seemed to have found another way to temporarily stabilize Bulqueso.
"Then the high-level heaven is the crystal dome, so the Great Demon God worked so hard just to break the high-level heaven's will in the bedroom?"
Bulkesso felt that this topic was getting more and more ridiculous.
"He wants to break into the bedroom of that will, but I don't know what he plans to do with the will of higher heaven.
Maybe you really want to kill that guy, or maybe you want to try to understand something we don’t know?”
Malthael's tone became gentle, as if this gentleness could make Bulcaisso's mood also gentle.
"Things outside will end soon, and you never know everything.
You have to stay here with me and you can no longer influence the outside world too much."
Bulcaisel's eyes remained cold.
"Sealing us away like Aidan is the worst option in your eyes, right?"
Malthael asked slowly.
“But it’s also the option I can choose when everything comes to worst.
It’s just that now it seems I don’t need to do this anymore.”
Bulquesso did not deny it.
When he embedded the Dark Soul Stone in his head, he was already prepared for the worst.
Bulcaisel did not overestimate his ability, and he did not know whether he could seal the demon for nearly a hundred years like Aidan.
But in the past, Aidan was not the only one who used this method to seal demons. Even if this seal could only bring temporary respite to humans, at least it would be a life with hope.
In the past, the nephalem have always sealed demons, but this time it might not be a bad idea to seal the archangels?
Maybe these guys are all equally good at deceiving people, but archangels have to be better than demons, right?
"The fruits of victory are right in front of you, you don't have to worry about me fighting for them.
It’s just that there are other guys besides me.”
Malthael said with a smile.
This smile looked like he was about to smile after careful calculation and thought he should smile at this time.
Bulqueso's talkativeness completely disappeared.
Malthael did not complete the division before entering this environment, but did so after entering this place, right under Bulcaisso's nose!
This time Bulkatho is one step behind Malthael! But fortunately Bulkatho is not completely unprepared!
