290 Gift of the Time Lord (11,000-character chapter)
"Regret? Bulcaisel?"
Dracula's figure appeared at Bulkeso's location, with a full-bodied malice on his face.
“What are you sorry about? What’s the regret that you didn’t tear off Mephisto’s head?”
Burkeso hung the weapon on his waist, turned around and looked at Dracula in front of him.
Even though it was his first time meeting Dracula, Bulcaisel had no intention of treating him specially.
Although Dracula exudes the emotion of hatred, there is no trace of his own sin in him.
This is very rare, maybe he hasn't had time to do evil yet.
The vampire Accardo killed people without any reason. Five hundred years ago, it was to protect the country and its subjects, and a few decades ago, it was for revenge.
The evils in this guy are all left over from the lives he absorbed and have nothing to do with Accardo.
What’s more, the person in front of me is already Dracula.
Even though Bulcaisso knew that this guy was very likely to embark on a sinful path, he still calmly faced Dracula in front of him.
He cannot do such a thing as taking away the other person's current life for the sake of the crime the other person may commit in the future.
Even Isreal couldn't do this kind of thing.
"It's a pity that you didn't control the time after all. At this time, I am truly invincible. Death has no way to deal with me."
The expression on Dracula's face seemed to be that he was expecting something. His pale face looked at Bulcasso in front of him.
This is the first time the two of them have met like this, but when they talk, they feel like old friends.
“Tch, worthless nonsense. Are you here to die?”
Burkeso looked at Dracula in front of him with contempt, then took out a bottle of strong wine and poured it into his mouth.
Although I didn’t plan to fight Dracula here, it was normal to threaten him.
“If possible, I would like to try it.”
Dracula stretched out a hand, and a black light was trembling on the palm of his hand.
“I made a deal with Mephisto in exchange for his concession and part of his power. But I didn’t promise him not to tell you his location, so I’m here.”
Dracula's eyes flashed with hatred. To him, Mephisto was not a benefactor, he was just a little better than his enemy.
“You want me to take care of that little girl? What do you want in exchange? The news about Mephisto is not worth this condition.”
“Fair? I understand. I can guarantee that I will not appear in front of you and get rid of those annoying angels for you.”
Dracula's tone was a little erratic.
Integura is his last bit of nostalgia, a remnant of humanity.
When he interacted with Mephisto, he saw some of each other's experiences.
So he was worried that the Hell Demon would choose to use the only existence he could still cherish as a threat.
Although Mephisto is not sure whether Dracula will still miss Integra, he is the kind of guy who is willing to try anything that brings evil.
Unfortunately, this is Dracula's only chance to turn back into Accardo, his only hope.
Dracula is not willing to gamble on whether this weakness will be mastered by Mephisto.
In the end, madness is just an appearance, nothing more than a manifestation of concealing purpose or burying disappointment.
Dracula's body flickered while saying these words, and he would disappear from this place at any time.
“You wouldn’t want to face me in a fight.”
Burkeso took out a bottle of his rare wine and handed it to the vampire in front of him.
Dracula broke off the mouth of the bottle without grace at all, and then poured it into his mouth. Although his mouth was busy, he still made a sound:
"I remember you all drank like this. It's a pity that your soul is mutilated, but is your soul in that stone?"
Dracula's words made Bulcaisel frown. It seemed that these words were not as simple as they sounded, and there was a vague sense of threat.
“If you want to see that half, you can go in and have a look.”
Burkeso casually nodded his forehead, and the dark soul stone emitted a reddish-brown light.
“It’s really boring. I’ll probably have some good playmates to entertain myself in the days to come.”
As Dracula spoke, his head was shattered by a bullet, and then he disappeared in front of Bulcasso in a flash.
His fair deal with Bulcaisel has been completed. Mephisto was still in the world not long ago, but he completely lost his power, leaving only his consciousness still clear.
Not far away, Frank's figure exuding the aura of death has appeared not far away. In his hand is the gun that is constantly changing in the thick fog.
Burkeso casually swatted the bullet that passed through Dracula on the ground like a fly, and glanced at Frank.
"The slaves of death? They don't look much different from those soul snatchers. Frank, do you still have your own consciousness?"
While Bulcasso was speaking, he put one hand on the handle of Wu Mian, as if hesitating.
“Kill that guy, and death will send back my wife and daughter.”
The power of death in Frank's body expanded in a circle, making Bulcasso a little dissatisfied.
"Since you still have your own will, it's best not to be involved in any sin. I can tolerate the appearance of the Soul Reaver, but I cannot tolerate the wanton actions of sinful guys!"
Burkeso's voice was loud, and the wings of courage flashed behind him. The powerful momentum pressed on Frank's body, squeezing the power from death directly back into Frank's body.
In just a moment, Frank returned to his original human appearance, with only the black ring on his hand flashing as if in fear.
“I made a deal with death, but I’m still me.”
Frank was out of breath. Using the power of death for the first time was a heavy burden on his body.
“You have a son, so you’d better be careful before doing anything.”
Burkeso took back the hand that was on Wu Ming and touched the tattoo that was made of rules on his chest.
“Let this end, I’ve had enough of this place.”
Frank sat directly on the ground, stroking the ring of death.
“Then the guy with a higher profile will have to say goodbye and be unwilling to watch the person he let down once be beheaded.”
Burkeso scratched his beard and said in a bit of a stupid tone.
The choice to sacrifice others for the so-called righteousness is really disgusting, but there is nothing he can do to change it.
This is what makes Bulcasso feel most angry and a little guilty.
Even though the person who was sacrificed died, it was not considered unjust.
Burkeso already understood these things when he heard the name King's Sword.
That's what Doctor Who would do, that's what he should go through, and that's the only way to end that unfortunate time rift.
When that moment occurs, the three ancestors will have completed the cleansing of the demons in that world.
So Bulkesso is waiting.
“I hate these messy rules. If you encounter trouble, why don’t you just cut it off?”
Bulcaisel muttered vaguely, expressing his dissatisfaction with Merlin and others who knew the future.
Just like when he was in the higher heaven, he never showed a good face to Israel.
Speaking, Bulcaisel's expression became solemn. News had been sent back from the three ancestors that the demonized Daleks had been dealt with.
“It seems that Doctor Who is about to make a choice.”
Burkeso turned around and left after saying these words. He had no intention of getting involved in what happened next.
Everyone who deserves to die will die anyway, so there is no need to worry anymore.
That Doctor Who was actually full of kindness, not at all like an executioner who destroyed many lives.
This was a bit surprising when he saw Doctor Who.
…
At this time, in St. Paul's Cathedral, the people present were looking at the pepper pot in front of them who was trying to communicate and looked at each other in confusion.
This Dalek attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.
There was no sign of demonization on this guy, so it used an energy shield to block Odin's casual blow with the Spear of the God.
Then everyone saw this yellow pepper pot covered in battle scars.
“I’m in pain! The Daleks are in pain!”
The Dalek said something that made Doctor Who lose his cool.
If it was acceptable for a Cyberman to ask for help, then what the Dalek in front of him said was enough to make him lose his mind.
"You will never learn compassion. You should not exist in this world with the purpose of killing!"
Doctor Who pushed away the people around him, strode forward and roared at the Dalek.
The Dalek race is one of the culprits that caused the "destruction" of Doctor Who and his home planet Curry Fury.
The real culprit is himself.
The two sides of the Time War, the Time Lords and the Daleks.
The Time War can refer to conflicts in at least two time spans.
The first type of time war refers to the warring parties belonging to different time processes, which may be more than hundreds or thousands of years apart.
The second type of time war refers to time itself being used as a weapon, such as preemptive attacks, time loops, time paradoxes, reversing the course of history, etc.
What Doctor Who calls “the last great time war” refers to the latter.
Two races that stood in the world launched a horrific battle. Weapons formed in various times were used by both sides. That kind of battle would only involve the entire world in the end, and then be destroyed in one fell swoop.
The current Doctor Who's last life was a "war" in which he gave up the name of "Doctor", and now he still feels heavy guilt for all that.
The "war" himself, who takes up arms and ends the war in the most effective way at all costs, is the biggest executioner in the universe.
At least that’s what he thought at this time.
“I feel cold.”
The chaotic voice of Daleks sounded here, and the place was littered with the remains of Cybermen and the corpses of demonized Daleks.
Hellboy on the ground still held the half sword in the stone in his hand, but at this time he had raised his head and looked at everything in front of him.
“I just want to know if I let go of the hilt of the sword in the stone, can the passage to hell be closed?”
Helloboy looked at the passages blocked by the holy flames, holding the Sword in the Stone and saying with an ugly expression.
As he spoke, his eyes were looking at Ancient One, and the flaming crown on his head was still flickering.
“He’s scared!”
Rostel took a few steps forward and cautiously extended his hand to the Dalek.
She put her palms on Dalek's body and gently wiped the Dalek who was covered with traces of war.
Ross Taylor is undoubtedly kind, which is what I love most about Doctor Who.
But there is something wrong with the goal she gives to kindness.
“Ross, come back! It doesn’t know the slightest kindness!”
Doctor Who took out the only tool with some offensive power and pointed it at the Dalek. The sonic screwdriver was not born as a weapon in the first place.
“I am the last Dalek!”
The Dalek said with some difficulty:
“Give me an order! Give me an order!”
“He is no longer a threat!”
Ross stood firmly in front of Doctor Who.
Others could not understand the conflict between the two men at all.
After all, except for Johnny Blaze, who was still in a coma, none of the people present were kind-hearted idiots.
The Cybermen and Daleks have already demonstrated their threat.
Or in other words, in a series of shocks, everyone present realized that they were not qualified to participate in this discussion.
“Dalics shouldn’t exist.”
Doctor Who still adheres to the original idea, and he is still in a rage and will not show mercy to a Dalek.
He took a few steps forward so that there was no longer an obstacle between him and the Dalek. He pulled Rose behind him and allowed himself to face the Dalek alone.
“Great space junk! How does it feel!”
Words full of anger spewed out of Doctor Who's mouth, venting his emotions like a spray gun.
“Back!”
Dalek's electronic voice moved back with some fear, and beyond that was the space-time rift.
“Why are you retreating?! What can you do to me!?”
Doctor Who chased after him and stood in front of Dalek. Looking at the scarred body, Doctor Who's emotions gradually reached the edge of losing control.
The last war he experienced made him make the most difficult choice, and the pain eroded his heart all the time.
Doctor Who will be reborn when his life comes to an end.
He is still him, but he is no longer him.
After rebirth, Doctor Who will have completely different hobbies, like completely different things, and may become extremely disgusted with the food he originally loved.
Even though he still has all the memories of his past.
But after all, they are no longer exactly the same person.
“If you can’t kill anymore, what else will you do? Dalek? What’s the point of living for you?”
Doctor Who surrounded the Dalek in front of him, maintaining the bottom line of caution.
He silently observed this Dalek, finally awakening a little bit of reason from the complete rage and began to think.
“You are nothing, what are you doing here?”
“I’m...waiting for orders!”
"What does it mean?"
“I am a soldier, and I am born to obey orders.”
The Dalek's tone should be firm and unswerving, they would not have such a mood of doubt.
But this is the only Dalek who has maintained his self despite the corruption of the Hell Demon, and it is also the last Dalek.
He has no group and exists alone.
“But you won’t get the order, and you never will.”
"I demand an order!" Dalek's voice became urgent, and everyone could hear his fear.
“There will be no more orders! Your race is destroyed! Conquered! All of you, ten million ships burned to the ground! The entire Dalek race is destroyed in the blink of an eye!”
Doctor Who said loudly.
In his memory, his home planet also disappeared under the final weapon just like the Daleks.
That was the choice "he" made.
“I saw it with my own eyes, and I did it with my own hands.”
Doctor Who spoke with pain and hatred for Daleks, and his expression became distorted at this time.
“Did you destroy us?”
This Dalek recalled in his mind that his kindred had transformed into those waving tentacles of flesh and blood in an instant, and then he became afraid.
The object of his fear was Azmodan, who had corrupted his people in just an instant, not Doctor Who in front of him.
He existed at some point in the past and came to Doctor Who through this rift.
And the fear of the devil of hell was transferred to the angry man in front of him because of Doctor Who's words.
Doctor Who seems to be stung by this question.
In any case, he deprived both groups of the opportunity to continue to exist.
One of them is his "fellow kinsman".
“I have no choice.”
For the first time, the tone of Doctor Who becomes softer and more painful in the dialogue of the Daleks.
“What about the Time Lords?”
The Dalek asked.
In his memory, he was only in a confrontation with the Time Lords and the Curry Fury Planet.
The Daleks were corrupted into demons by the Demon King of Hell, but what about the Time Lords?
He didn’t know that Azmodan only had time to corrupt the Daleks, a race full of anger and destruction, before he was captured by the Ring of Elkatan.
Those Time Lords are currently entertaining the three barbarian ancestors and preparing gifts by the way.
His question gave Doctor Who pause.
Finally, he said lightly: "They are all dead too."
After a brief hesitation, he continued.
"Dead with you. The last great war of time is over. Everyone has lost."
Doctor Who's words were plain and full of fascination, but there was no trace of regret in them.
He does not regret what he did, but it does not prevent him from suffering.
“Only cowards survive.”
Dalek spoke in an electronic voice.
Others present said nothing about it.
They can all feel this pain. Although they may not empathize with it, they can understand it.
Understand that feeling of being “the last human being in the world” should be painful.
“I got your little signal, ‘I’m cold,’ poor little thing.”
Doctor Who spoke with a compassionate tone, and his expression turned back to cold before losing control.
“But no one will come, because no one will survive!”
“Am I the only one left in the universe?”
"Yes."
Doctor Who's last "yes" was filled with pity. Perhaps at this time, he was facing a being who had the same "suffering" as him, and that kind of luck made him feel relieved.
“You too. We are the same.”
As Dalek said this, he began to imagine in his mind.
They did not originally have this ability.
In the Dalek's imagination, the demonized Dalek and the demonic Time Lord continued the battle.
Tentacles are flying across the universe, fighting each other.
Two highly civilized races entangled in the most primitive manner and then died.
This Dalek escaped the corruption of the Hell Demon because he was a "coward".
He did not see the barbarians appear in that world, nor did he see the Ring of Ekatan being broken into pieces by Bul-Katho.
What’s more, Azmodan, who caused the Dalek tragedy, was already accompanying Andariel in the Dark Soul Stone.
“We’re different, I’m not...no, wait.”
Doctor Who was angry at first, then relieved. In this short sentence.
“Maybe we are the same. What you said makes sense and you are right. I know what to do, I know what to do. I know how to deal with you.”
Doctor Who moved back lightly, completely ignoring Ross Taylor's strange expression when he looked at him.
Doctor Who behaves like a madman, or in other words, in his past rebirth, the philosophical proposition that I am not myself has turned this child of time into a madman.
It’s just that he still has sense and can think.
Just like that crazy philosopher.
"wipe out!"
A cruel smile appeared on Doctor Who's lips.
He picked up a Cyberman arm and pointed it with a sonic screwdriver.
Then he put this arm on the Dalek in front of him, pulled Ross Taylor who was beside him, and the two of them moved away from the Dalek together.
Electricity flashes!
This is not unfamiliar to Daleks at all.
The electricity released by the Cybermen is one of their most commonly used weapons.
If the Dalek was intact, this electric current wouldn't be considered harmful at all.
But he is just a war survivor whose energy is almost exhausted and covered with scars.
“Ah ah ah~ show mercy!”
The Dalek's electronic voice trembled and shouted.
That kind of sound is not caused by mechanical equipment, but the body of this group of people paralyzed in the pepper pot can only make such a sound.
The pepper shaker lost its ability to protect his weak body, and Dalek was screaming in pain.
“Man, if you want to kill him, I can lend you a gun.”
Tony couldn't bear to see Doctor Who's behavior. He casually took a pistol from Demio's hand and pointed it at Doctor Who.
"Why, you have no mercy!"
Doctor Who roared, completely ignoring Tony's words.
He used the sonic screwdriver in his hand to activate all the power in the Cyberman's arm, and the electric light became even brighter.
"Help!"
Dalek started calling for help, and Constantine threw a strange small stone with green light, knocking off the Cyberman's arm.
Daimio and Tony clamped Doctor Who's arms on the left and right.
Facing the cruelty, neither of them could look at it.
Constantine's actions were the sudden compassion that arose in his heart, and the cowardice in his intact soul was transformed into good thoughts.
He saved the Daleks from crisis.
“Why? Why do you treat him like this.”
Constantine stopped Rose, who was about to step forward to comfort the Dalek, and asked Doctor Who.
Ancient One and Odin still watched all this happen without saying a word.
Merlin and Agamotto have already delivered the message, and they will do no more.
As long as Doctor Who personally witnesses something happen, all this will be over.
Everything at this time has no value to them anymore.
So they ignored everything in front of them and let it go.
“The Daleks are the most dangerous race in the universe, you should kill them!”
Doctor Who roared crazily, and Demio locked Doctor Who's neck directly from behind.
Then Tony silently walked a few steps forward and stood in front of Dalek.
Curiosity is the most valuable quality of every scientist, and Tony is one of the best.
“What kind of existence are you? Can those Cybermen fear you or you?”
Tony looked at the pepper pot in front of him, and the energy source in his chest was flashing.
Dalek raised his arm like a toilet spatula and faced Tony in front of him.
“Get away from him quickly, he is in danger!”
“Yes, his situation is very dangerous, you almost killed him just now!”
Ross lost his temper at Doctor Who, while Neve watched silently.
The Blood Queen felt that everything was about to subside, so she was not far from death.
She was waiting, waiting for the doctor to make a painful decision.
Neve thought that she was going to end in Doctor Who's chest.
That embrace was the only place where she felt warmth except her mother's embrace.
The Blood Queen silently made the final arrangements for her end.
“What are you going to do? Suck me to death with a toilet spatula?”
Tony said casually, then put his hand on Dalek's head and rubbed it.
Although his words were not very nice and were sarcastic, he was well-intentioned.
The sound made by the metal is a bit harsh.
“The Daleks need energy!”
Dalek pressed his arm on Tony's chest. There was the most powerful energy source in the vicinity, which Dalek could understand.
Furthermore, Tony's armor can connect to the Internet, so he needs to search for information about time travelers.
So he can try to get news about other Daleks.
He needs orders.
The moment Dalek came into contact with Tony, the energy in the reactor on his chest drained away as quickly as opening a floodgate to release water.
“Jarvis!”
Tony called Jarvis hurriedly, but received no response.
The Daleks' technological level is not comparable to Earth's technology at all.
Even though Jarvis is considered a good AI, Tony's technology is completely defenseless in front of the Daleks.
In an instant, everything the Daleks had to do was over.
He did not take away all of Tony's energy, but only obtained enough to activate the energy shield.
After what he had encountered before, he first wanted to protect himself.
All the information that can be obtained on the Internet has also been obtained, and it is left in his pepper pot-like body.
Correspondingly, Tony was not harmed except for being frightened.
"did you find it?"
Doctor Who said with a weird smile, he was sure that this Dalek would not find anything.
When the Dalek absorbed energy, he realized that this Dalek was different, so he was not worried about Tony's safety.
Dalek roared loudly, he could not find any news about Dalek.
“Where shall I get my orders?”
"You are just a soldier without a command." Doctor Who's eyes flickered. From the two names spoken by Dalek, he already understood what this time rift had brought to the world.
But beings like the Weeping Angels did not pursue him, the Time Lord, immediately, which made Doctor Who understand that there is a power in this world to fight against the Weeping Angels.
Because the power of time in his body is very powerful, the Time Lord will always be the first target chosen by the Weeping Angels.
But that’s not the case now.
"Then I will follow the first order. Daleks were born to destroy and conquer!"
“Why? Don’t you understand? It’s all gone! Your ethnic group, what you insist on.”
Doctor Who said this, then broke away from Demio's control and walked over.
Constantine dragged Tony out with a stone in his hand.
Tony was not hurt but was a little frightened.
“Then, what should I do?”
“Well, if you want an order, obey this.”
Doctor Who looked at the Dalek in front of him and spoke a little hastily.
He wants to deal with the Daleks, and then deal with the space-time rift.
Even though he understands that what he is about to face will cause him pain.
“To commit suicide.”
Doctor Who said this, and Nivi's body trembled violently.
She knew that Doctor Who was not just saying these words to the Daleks, but also to her.
Neve glanced at the King's Sword that was stuck on the ground, her expression filled with sadness and relief.
She will have to wait a while before doing this, she has not yet said a proper farewell to Doctor Who.
“The Daleks must live!”
Dalik roared loudly, and his words made everyone except Ancient One and Odin pay attention.
Striving for survival is an instinct in life, whether it is Constantine, a scumbag, or Hellboy, a half-demon and half-human.
“The Daleks have failed, why don’t you just let the Daleks become extinct! Why don’t you die to give the universe a pure place!”
Doctor Who once again lost control of his emotions, and he thought of more.
Doctor Who shook his head in the direction of Neve imperceptibly, and continued to look at the Dalek in front of him.
Ross wanted to question Doctor Who, but Neve grabbed her arm and stuffed her mouth with a ball of magic.
“You can be a good Dalek.”
This Dalek said strangely.
What Dalek said did not make Doctor Who understand that there is no difference between his anger and hatred and Dalek's.
Such doctors will be the first ones to be corrupted when facing the Hell Demon King they met before.
"I'm done!"
Helloboy rolled over from the ground and stood up. His huge body was almost two Daleks tall.
The Daleks are extremely powerful, but their height is mediocre. If the Daleks were unconscious, they would still look quite cute.
He held the last half of the Sword in the Stone in his hand and walked up to Dalek.
The crown of fire between the feet is burning.
The Hellboy who has obtained the power of Zatanos can now call himself the Lord of Hell.
As his mood fluctuated, the passage between hell and the human world began to expand again.
At this time, the hell monarchs Mephisto and Satanis, who were working hard to repair their bodies in hell, screamed in despair!
The opening of the hell passage will make them face those barbarians again. They want to completely close the passage, but they simply can't do it at this time.
At this moment, a beautiful female figure appeared in front of the two of them.
“You guys, are you being beaten by a crowd? Cytorak?”
Her voice was not very pleasant, as if she had not spoken for a long time.
“Hurry, help! Help close the passage to hell!”
Mephisto loudly called for help to the person in front of him.
“I just came here, but I don’t have much strength.”
The figure said with a smile.
However, at this moment, the hell demon Mephisto appeared in hell.
He used the suddenly expanded passage to reach Hell, and avoided the attention of Imprius and Bulcaisel.
He held the tip of the half-cut sword in the stone in his hand, inserted it into the body of a little devil, and threw the little devil back into the world together.
The power in hell surged toward his body quickly, and the body of Hell Lord Mephisto flew uncontrollably in the direction of Hell Demon Lord Mephisto.
This body was obtained after the hell demon Mephisto took possession of the unlucky clone.
This body represents his ability to devour the idiot with the same name!
The Demon King of Hell has come to hell, and there will only be one Mephisto in this world!
The little devil knocked off the ground and appeared in St. Paul's Cathedral with half of the Sword in the Stone, and half of the Sword in the Stone fell in front of Hellboy.
"Anu En Rama. You can let go of the Sword in the Stone. That also means you give up the qualification to become a king."
Constantine looked at the sword in the stone and said casually. In his opinion, it was foreseeable that the sword in the stone would be returned by the demons in hell.
He knew what barbarians would do in hell last time. He was deeply impressed by Satan who almost knelt down.
Then Constantine continued to look at the miserable Dalek who looked like a groundhog.
Hellboy held the Sword in the Stone in his hand, looked at the half-point of the sword not far away, and then let go of the half in his hand.
Hellboy strode towards the Dalek, pulled out the Sword of the King left by Bulcaisel, and chopped off Neve's head without Doctor Who having time to react.
In other words, Doctor Who has already made preparations, but he just didn’t expect it to be at this moment.
After Hellboy finished all this, he threw the King's Sword towards Dalek with great force, directly piercing the lower half of the poor pepper pot.
Hands raised up to grab his own horns, and with a roar, the flame crown disappeared along with the broken horns of the devil.
“That’s good, everything can be over!”
Helloboy handed the horn in his hand to Constantine, which was the gift he promised to give to Constantine.
The horns of the Lord of Hell are much more powerful than those of ordinary demons, which is a great gift, especially for Constantine.
Following Hellboy's actions, the passages to hell on the ground began to heal.
The Prius’s holy flame rushed towards the silent Anderson the moment the passage was closed.
This is the reward given by the Archangel of Courage to his subordinates.
What Anderson did made him very satisfied, and some insignificant power as a reward was perfect.
Nevi's death made Rose lose her restraints. She rushed directly in front of Dalek and observed carefully, her eyes full of pity.
Her kindness is not bottomless, but obviously Ross Taylor's kindness bottom line is very low.
She is the kind of person who can even be said to forgive for others, but her kindness is not false at all.
It's just...it's just too cheap.
She didn't even look at the beheaded Neve. To be honest, Rose was not a very likable person.
With the exception of Doctor Who, no one here had any personal pain for the Daleks.
Doctor Who caught Neve's head and held it carefully in his arms.
Then he took one last look at the last Dalek.
Just said nothing and stood there holding Nivi's head.
“I’m polluted!”
The Dalek roared loudly.
When facing Hellboy's posture, he thought of Azmodan he had encountered before.
The emotion of fear appeared in Dalek's thinking.
He shouldn't be afraid.
You shouldn’t be afraid either.
At this time, the Dalek was not injured, but his will was completely defeated by fear.
The Dalek's true body is found in the upper half of the pepper pot.
“Doctor, what are your feelings for? What can your feelings do when you watch the one you love die in your arms?”
As the sunlight passed through the wreckage, it was projected onto the remains of St. Paul's Cathedral, and onto the body of this Dalek.
Dalik opened his armor, and the change made Rose feel scared, and he hurried back to Doctor Who.
Dalik released the limp octopus-like body. The entire body was exposed to the sun.
“Why do we live...”
Dalek asked, and then he was hit by a stone with green light.
Dark green light exploded, and the Dalek's body turned into a pool of pus. Only the foul-smelling pepper pot remained in place.
“You won’t have to think about this when you die.”
Constantine clapped his hands.
Constantine may not be kind, and faces everyone with malice.
But he is a hero and will nip the danger in the first place.
Constantine has seen too many confusing monsters. Although Dalek seemed to be no longer a threat, he decided to give him a ride himself.
“I thought you’d let him finish.”
Tony stood up unsteadily, looking at the empty pepper pot in front of him with a strange tone.
“I may have saved you and left you with a research goal. How much money do you think you can spend on me?”
Constantine smiled and did not look at Doctor Who who was in a daze.
He knows how special Doctor Who is, even though in his opinion he is just a person with mysterious physical symptoms that are much better than ordinary people.
But Constantine had no intention of dealing with this man.
He felt an aura similar to his own from Doctor Who's body, a feeling similar to that of the evil star.
What will happen if two "scourges" team up? Who can defeat the other?
Constantine decided that there was no need for it and that the best thing to do was not to deal with it.
The sound of the engine came through mid-air, and the blue police box appeared in this place again.
Doctor Who looked up at his TARDIS, then walked over with Neve's head in his arms.
A girl who died in front of him and was madly in love with him turned into a crazy wizard. This is already a tragic template.
Leaving here with this head will not change anything. The next step is to complete the repair of the space-time rift with the help of the TARDIS.
As for the Weeping Angels and Silence, Doctor Who feels that people in this world have enough to deal with.
The people of this world have shown good use of time, so it is not difficult to solve the Weeping Angel.
Especially after the space-time rift disappears, the Weeping Angels will chase the next space-time rift and leave.
“Gone Ross.”
Doctor Who glanced at Constantine, then turned around silently and boarded the TARDIS.
With the sound of the engine, Doctor Who left this world.
At the other end, another TARDIS appeared.
Burkeso looked at the box in front of him with a strange expression.
This was not driven into this world by a Time Lord, but brought here by three ancestors who opened a portal.
“Hey! Bulcaisel, come and see what we brought back! That curry is a gift from the people on the planet!”
Cassius walked up to Bulcasso, roared loudly, and snatched half a bottle of strong wine from Bulcasso's hand and drank it.
Madoc cursed and sat on the ground, and started to fight with Kerik.
“This is the rule?”
Burkeso walked to the front of the TARDIS with deep thought and stretched out his hand. He felt a familiar feeling from the box.
It feels like the legendary power of Yinjian has been activated.
Then the TARDIS turned into a golden halo and rushed into Bulcaisel's body, turning into a tattoo in the shape of a clock on his heart.
A gift given by the Time Lords to Bulcaisel, a fragment of the rules of time.
They call this the Heart of the TARDIS.
Although it cannot be completely mastered like the swallowing rule, even its passive effect allows Bulcaisel to ignore the damage of its time ability.
This may be understood as full resistance.
"Those guys are so cool! Can you believe that someone can actually travel through time? If he had this ability, I would definitely go back to when I was still alive and beat myself up so that he wouldn't beat up Orlongus.
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Cassius talked excitedly about what he had seen.
On the other side, the space-time rift completely disappeared.
“Madoc, your heir is in some trouble, would you like to take a look?”
Burkeso said casually.
It’s rare that these ancestors manifest their physical presence, so let them find something to do.
“What did that idiot Luke do again?”
“It seems like we are fighting with a vampire. All devils deserve to die, but what is the category of vampire?”
Burkeso sounded the voice of Dracula, whom he had just met before, and it was a bit difficult to distinguish.
But this is all over.
The next time you see the Hell Demon King, you won't be able to find the true form of those guys as easily as this time.
As for worldly matters, that is not his concern.
Someone will take care of this, and he is ready to welcome more power seekers.
Just as Prius arrived, Bulcaisel remembered that Prius seemed to have the training methods of the Crusaders.