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270 Help Us! Doctor!(1/2)

Andariel's excitement seemed to be unreasonable, but the excitement of this demon king caused Bulkesso great trouble.
That kind of nervous laughter was enough to annoy a mild-mannered person, not to mention that Bulcasso was not a mild-mannered person.
"Andariel! Do you really want to see Leoric's scepter!"
Bulqueso's sudden roar frightened several people present.
They couldn't hear the sounds that kept ringing in Bulcaisuo's mind, and they were confused about Bulcaisuo's sudden roar.
Only Gu Yi, who knew the situation, asked hesitantly:
"Is there no way to block the devil's whisper in your mind?"
Gu Yi's words were a little urgent. She had a rare feeling of worry as she knew something about the Demon King of Hell.
This kind of whispering can destroy anyone's sanity as long as it lasts long enough, regardless of whether the person is firm or not.
When human beings are constantly receiving information, their brains will operate and think on their own. This is instinctive.
Just like it is difficult for a person who has nightmares to maintain a mental state every day, staying awake without interruption will only make people tired faster, which is inevitable.
"Unless she is tired of this life."
Bulcaisuo said with red eyes, and the anger on his body was turning into wisps of fire flashing across his body.
Andalil's existence is still something that needs to be gotten used to. At this time, Bulcaisel began to understand what Aidan experienced back then.
But Andalil will not give up harassment. For the Hell Demon King who has existed for countless years, hundreds of years are nothing.
"Okay, now wake up Hellboy, and let him take this sword to give Nivi an end! I've had enough of this period of time."
Bulcaisel tried to suppress his anger and shouted.
He was already thinking about whether to revive Leoric. Perhaps Andariel's screams could make him feel a little more relaxed.
Although this idea is somewhat dangerous.
The pair of mechanical eyes on the Cyberman's head he held in his hand flashed and seemed to be analyzing something.
"I would like to ask, how do you determine that Nivi's death time is now?"
Doctor Who frowned and tightened his arm holding Neve, and put the sonic screwdriver in his other hand back into his pocket.
The sonic screwdriver didn't respond at all to Bulcaisel's presence, as if the place it pointed at was just a void.
However, this does not deserve extra attention. Compared with analyzing Bulkeso, it is more important to figure out things about himself.
"I don't know this, but you should understand what you represent!"
The wasteland suit began to appear on Bulcaisel's body, and his gaze shifted to the opposite side of the time rift.
The Cybermen did not bring him any sense of threat, but the other end really made Bulcasso feel an ominous atmosphere at this time.
This feeling is not a threat, but the discomfort caused by being plotted against.
Now apart from Malthael, nothing seems to make him feel threatened.
"I just want to know under what circumstances 'I' saw her death."
Doctor Who frowned, and his question seemed more like he was talking to himself.
With the help of the power of the TARDIS, he can violate the rule that no two of him can exist at the same time, and can even have several of him appear in the same place at the same time to communicate under certain circumstances.
But Doctor Who isn't sure if the "him" who saw Neve die is the one who's here now.
The way people who play with time think about problems is different from normal people.
For Doctor Who, time requires abiding by the rules, but it can also be teased and violated a little bit.
Whoever makes him a child of time enjoys privileges in itself.
At least Doctor Who knows very well that he will not watch Neve die and do nothing. Even if it is "doomed", he will try to resist.
Unless he himself confirms that it is destined.
For a guy who travels anywhere in the timeline, the past, present and future are not so absolute.
"I think everything you tell him about time is of no value. No matter how you look at it, Bulcaisel doesn't look like the kind of existence that can tell time."
Tony took off his mask and walked to the time rift.
After meeting Bulcasso, he also "searched" relevant information from SHIELD's information database, so he knew something about Bulcaisso.
Tony is also very interested in time, but after all, this is not his focus of research.
In comparison, the Cyberman's body deserves more of his attention. He cares deeply about things that contain the beauty of technology.
"However, I am very interested in Cybermen's technology. Are these guys called this?"
Tony picked up the stumps on the ground and looked at them. He didn't dare to take anything from Bulqueso's hands, so he could only pick up the "garbage" from the ground.
The structure and assembly of the machine cannot be hidden from his sight, but this incomprehensible energy itself deserves more attention.
The energy contained in the Cybermen's bodies is astonishing, but it is also terrifyingly stable.
These guys can sustain a long battle, but will not cause serious harm due to damage.
This stability has exceeded that of the light bulb on his chest.
"What are we doing here? Can this guy be hacked to death?"
Rorschach used his foot to stomp Hellboy, who was about to get up, to the ground again, and complained along the way.
In his opinion, the previous exchanges were somewhat off-topic.
He incidentally kicked Hellboy's hand that was holding the Sword in the Stone, but he couldn't get the guy to let go of the Sword of Kings, which had only the handle left.
Frank, on the other hand, staggered to the vicinity of Bulqueso and said with some trepidation:
"I don't care about time or anything like that. Jill is still with those mages now. Is this war over?"
Frank stared at Bulcasso.
Ever since the wasteland suit appeared on Bulcasso, the discomfort has become very obvious.
"Perhaps, the war has just begun."
Bulcaisel stared at the seemingly slow-moving Cybermen and said seriously.
Behind the Cybermen army, he seemed to feel the presence of the Hell Demon, but he was not sure.
This doesn't make sense, because the connection between the other end of the time rift and this world will definitely not last long.
But if that aura really comes from the Demon King of Hell, then that guy over there has reached his peak.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Hell Demon to hide his identity in front of Bulcasso.
"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor?"
The Cybermen on the other end began to call "Doctor" in a mechanical voice. Although the time passed at different speeds in the two places, the voice was indeed no different from the normal speaking speed.
Perhaps the Cybermen who were the first to come here have uploaded information about the flow of time, making what those guys said sound normal on this side.
"Cybers, what do you want?"
Doctor Who temporarily put aside the questions and began to communicate.
After all, there were very few people he was familiar with who couldn't communicate. Even Dalek, who was full of destruction and hatred, would have a few words with him.
"Help us! Doctor!"
The eyes of the head held by Bulcasso were flashing and making noises.
"What the hell!"
Doctor Who is simply creepy at this moment.
Cybermen asking for help? This is outrageous!
How could this creature, which can survive no matter what the circumstances, like a mouse, still seek help one day?
Even the Daleks have not completely destroyed the continuation of the Cybermen.
That this kind of thing would actually ask for help from others is simply the scariest joke Doctor Who has ever heard.
A single Cyberman can completely transform a civilized planet into a Cyberman territory. An existence that regards continuation as its highest order should not be in a situation where it needs help.
"What do you mean? What happened to you? Dalek?"
To be continued...
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