"Let's go, Imprius. I'm telling you, don't tell me that your stomach feels weird after eating!"
Burkeso had no intention of staying where he was and watching Madoc and Olongus quarreling from afar.
“Gu Yi, come and find me after things here are over. I should be in the blacksmith shop.”
Burkeso finished speaking and dragged Impris on the road.
Everything here will have no sequelae. It is rest time now, and there is no need for him to strain his nerves to fight the devil.
…
“The Hulk is going to crush you!”
At the place where Murdoc and Dr. Stern were conducting research, Dr. Banner woke up at the time calculated by Murdoc.
When I looked up, I saw Betty lying on the operating table. Obviously this was not a good thing.
After a brief moment of panic, anger filled his brain.
The Hulk appears!
“He came just in time. A big guy without reason reminded me of the guys I saw in the last group.”
Mordoc took out the Seabreaker from his hand with a strange smile and turned it around a few times.
He has heard about the power of the Hulk for a long time, now is the time to witness his own power!
“Hulk Smash!”
The Traveling Hulk put his hands together and slammed down on Murdoc's big head like a giant hammer.
However, it was directly blocked by the chain of Seabreaker's weird sky hammer.
Sea Breaker's power can forcibly control the water flow, but it is not lacking in strength at all.
“Dr. Stern, continue your research, you know what will happen if you piss me off.”
Mordoc was still able to speak easily after receiving a blow from the Hulk. Perhaps the Hulk has not returned to his peak condition after a series of studies.
After all, enough material was taken out of his body to turn General Ross and Abomination into monsters. The Hulk is now a little weak.
“Hulk Slash!”
Hulk behaves like an imbecile at this time, only using the extremely simple attack method back and forth.
Obviously he is still a long way from mastering his own power.
“Hulk, it seems that you have such a big name for nothing. Now you are like a child who can’t get a toy. You don’t even know how to fight.”
Mordoc smiled wildly.
In the past, the powerlessness he experienced when he encountered those who could directly ignore his psychic abilities finally became a thing of the past.
Venerable Sky Hammer allowed him to regain his dignity, but this dignity was somewhat different from what he wanted.
"Mordoc, now it's time for you to tell me what it is you want."
Dr. Stern continued to transform Betty Ross with his big head on his head, and the words in his mouth did not affect the work at hand.
“What about the reason why I want everyone to be afraid of me?
I have felt that fear that has gripped my entire life for a long time, and now it is other people’s turn to feel what I have felt.”
Mordoc smiled and tied Hulk in place with the chains of the Sea Breaker, as if he were playing.
This Hulk cannot pose much of a threat to a Lord Skyhammer, at least not until he returns to his peak.
“Then what you do seems to have no meaning. When you see everyone looking at you with fear, you will feel empty and hateful.
Or in other words, you and I can get what you want as long as we walk on the street with this big head on our shoulders.
Everyone will face you and me with a mixture of fear and fear, and there is no point in that.”
Dr. Stern finished guarding the transformation, put down the tools in his hand, turned around and spoke to Murdoc.
Recognize M.D.O.K.?
Don't be kidding, it hasn't been long since Dr. Stern turned into this ghostly state, so now he retains more of a normal person's thinking.
“Huh? As long as I am strong enough, then my look will become fashionable! As long as I can control everyone’s hearts, I will be the most handsome man on the planet. And fear can do this!”
Mordoc tightened the chain on his hand and dragged Hulk to the ground like a caterpillar.
But he didn't notice that Hulk's power was increasing little by little. A guy with anger as the source of his power was not something that could be defeated easily.
There is no end to anger, and anger is hard to measure.
“I think what you should consider now is, are you really as powerful as you say? There is a guy in front of you who is not afraid of you at all, and now you are more like talking nonsense.”
Dr. Stern turned around and gently injected an injection into Betty Ross's body. That was the final step.
Even he doesn’t know what the consequences of this transformation will be. He can only hope that everything will turn out for the better.
ification!
A somewhat strange cry came from Betty Ross's mouth. This woman who had undergone a transformation in her sleep finally woke up!
A pair of eagle-like wings suddenly appeared from her back, and her feet turned into sharp claws.
Harpy!
“Banner!”
A sharp voice came from her mouth, and the first time she woke up she saw the struggling Hulk.
Then I was stunned by my own voice!
"What's wrong with me!?"
In a hurry, Betty used her feet to support herself on the ground, but her center of gravity was suddenly disturbed by multiple wings. As soon as her body became unstable, she made three scratches on the ground with her claws.
“Hmm? You made your own modifications according to my transformation plan? I thought she would be irrational.”
Mordoc raised his eyes to look at Dr. Stern, and then used his arms to pull the Hulk in front of him again.
“So what are you going to do, Dr. Stern? Use the banshee I should create to attack me? Or are you going to wait for the moment when I win?”
Mordoc was a little surprised by Dr. Stern's approach, but he didn't care.
He and Dr. Stern both possess extraordinary wisdom, but the power he possesses is beyond the reach of Dr. Stern.
He is also the only person who has no idea about the identity of Lord Tianhammer.
He wanted the power to control his life, but all this was ruined by those bastards in the final group.
Now that he has the power, no one can control his life anymore, no one!
“I just feel that I need some humanity after all. Wisdom will only make you go further and further down the road of indifference.”
Dr. Stern clapped his hands. Since he was unable to resist Murdoc's wishes, helping poor Betty Ross to the extent he could would be the biggest change he could make.
“Okay, I don’t care about this. I wonder if you have ever heard of the saying that ethics and morals are a stumbling block to modern science? I think you will never reach a higher level.”
Mordoc smiled, put his big face next to the angry Hulk's face, and then said to Dr. Stern from an angle like taking a selfie.
"I won, Hulk and you both lost, it's that simple..."
Before Murdoc could finish his words, the Sky Hammer Sea Breaker let out a crisp banging sound, and the iron chain binding Hulk was broken directly.
Then he heard an extremely loud roar!
“Hulk Smash!”
Hulk's strength continued to recover in anger. Just now, he broke the chain and used his casserole-sized fist to measure the size of Murdoc's face.
Finally proved that even Murdoc's face and the huge Hulk's fist could not be filled.
“Obviously, what you said is not quite right.”
Dr. Stern saw the punch hitting Murdoc in the face with his own eyes, and spoke in a tone as if he felt the same.
The Sky Hammer Seabreaker itself is a somewhat special sky hammer, more like a meteor hammer with a claw hammer-like shape at the front.
It seems that if you use the hammer of the Sea Breaker to pull out nails, the effect may not be bad.
However, although the chain is part of the sky hammer, the materials used are obviously more sophisticated than the hammer head.
Fortunately, this does not count as destroying the Seabreaker's sky hammer, and Murdoc is not completely finished.
There are really not many people who can fight after being punched by the Hulk without any defense. Murdoc has the power that countless soldiers who have surrounded and suppressed the Hulk dream of.
This is something to be happy about.
"What did you do to me? Aren't you here to help Banner?"
Betty Ross screamed in disbelief.
Now her screams can really cause harm to others on a domestic level.
“Ms. Betty Ross, you have become another transformation target chosen by Murdoc, but now I suggest that you take Dr. Bambana and leave this place.
Then think about how to contact your father to resolve all this."
Dr. Stern slowly walked to the other end of the laboratory, of course walking along the passage created by Murdoc.
That's the lounge. There's a nice coffee machine in it, which Dr. Stern likes very much.
“Hello, the coffee machine isn’t broken yet.”
Dr. Stern, somewhat comically, took out the cup and poured himself a cup of coffee, then raised a glass to Banner and Betty Ross.
“Go, Hulk, this place may be more unwelcome to your presence than you think. Maybe going to an inaccessible mountain is the best place for you to hide.
And now, Ms. Betty Ross, you are now a monster too, and there is no difference between you and Dr. Banner, except for gender of course."
Dr. Stern slowly sat on an office chair and spun around in a circle.
The cup was full of coffee and spilled on his white coat, making him a little confused.
"As for me? Murdoc won't do anything to me, for I may be the only one he considers of his kind, even though my head is a little smaller than his."
Dr. Stern took a rag and wiped it randomly in front of himself a few times, and then pressed the control switch of the laboratory door.
"Go ahead and take Banner away from here and go anywhere. Then I never want to see you again. After all, my conscience and humanity will eventually be worn away in the face of endless knowledge. Next time, you may
You wouldn't have such good luck, Ms. Betty Ross."
Betty Ross took a deep look at Dr. Stern, and then tried to flap her wings.
Normally speaking, for humans, even with a pair of wings, they are not very suitable for flying.
There are a lot of papers on why birds can fly. For example, there are many studies on different bone density and enough space in the body.
Humans do not seem to have this characteristic.
Especially after Betty Ross became the Harpy, her muscle density and other things are not much different from the Hulk.
Also derived from the transformation of Hulk, she is just as powerful.
“Miss Betty Ross, please go out of the laboratory before trying to fly. I don’t want the taste of dust in my cup of coffee.”
Dr. Stern covered his coffee cup with his hand and shouted, then never looked back again.
Betty Ross glanced at Hulk beside her, and grabbed Hulk's arm with her paws sadly.
“Bruce Banner, we are all monsters now.”
“Hulk! No! Monster!”
“Of course, we are not monsters, but there is no place for us in the city now.”
Betty Ross said this, and then left this place with Hulk.
As their figures got further and further away, Dr. Stern took a sip of coffee silently.
"Okay, the coffee is a little cold. So Murdoc, do you still think you can be more powerful than the Hulk? Or what do you want from the Hulk?"
Dr. Stern spoke calmly, and turned his attention to Murdoc, who was lying on the ground with a deformed face.
“What I want is the fear of despair, but why is not something you should know. Although maybe my purpose will not be hidden from you for too long.”
Mordoc stood up unsteadily, walked to the coffee machine, and used his arms, which were a little too short for his head, to get himself a cup of coffee.
The Sky Hammer Seabreaker turned into a small video ornament and hung on his waist.
Of course the chains are still not restored, but that is only a matter of time.
“It’s very simple if you want me not to know everything. Just keep me out of contact with anything about you. Wisdom is not a prophecy. You must need some clues to get to the truth.”
“I need your help. Don’t you think your statement is ridiculous? You will always know, as long as you don’t know now, that’s enough.”
Mordoc wanted to sit on the other office chair, but it was too bulky for him to fit into.
So he sat directly on the half-length table.
“Looks like you need a special chair.”
Dr. Stern lightly turned the chair under him in a circle, looking a little provocative.
“That will happen later. They will get there. After all, this place is not far from that mountain at all.”
Mordoc was not angry about this, and things did not go beyond his plan after all.
“Where do we go then? Receive the resources of the Third Reich? Or return to your pioneering technology riddled with holes?”
"Let's talk about it later. Now I just want to drink this cup of coffee slowly. This smell always reminds me of when I was an ordinary researcher, even though I never seemed to have done anything decent at that time.
results."
…
In the wreckage of Asgard, Diavolo is sitting on Odin's chair and thinking.
He found that a small swath of humanity under his control was slipping away from his control.
This kind of performance made him understand something.
The rules of this world have already intervened, and the good thing is that they and Diavolo are not completely opposed.
The conditions that Bulcaisuo can agree to can be given by Diavolo.
The way some of the world's rules evolve, that's not a cost at all.
He had obtained the corresponding information with the help of Ziren's soul, and this time he was not left behind.
As for the fact that Prius became a human, that was what troubled him.
He and Imprius have fought against each other many times, and they have a very deep understanding of each other.
So the courage of a person who chooses to join humanity will make him think.
As for the poor observing frog figure, it has now become ashes on the ground.
“What are my brothers doing now? Compared to me, they don’t know what happens after courage comes.
No, maybe I know.
After all, Baal is as pure a hero of destruction as he is of courage, so maybe the Prius has something to do with him?”
Diavolo whispered.
He still has a lot of time now, after all, Asgard is now a completely unreachable land.
As for Venerable Tianchui's "game", he planned to continue to observe it. There were only a few chess pieces that he could play with personally.
Don’t give up easily.
“Is Rasma the mastermind behind this? This conclusion surprises me a bit.”
Diablo said and laughed.
He may not know much about archangels such as Israel and Malthael.
But Rasma was an old acquaintance of his.
All the fearful people in the world cannot escape his perception, and Rasma is the one with the strongest fear.
Even though Rathma had the power that forced him to retreat, Diavolo never took Rathma seriously.
“Rasma, what is the purpose of the balance between life and death? Of course it is not just to explore the truth of death. There may be no one in the world who understands death better than that guy Volusk.
But how did Rasma do it?
How could he deal with Vasily and the original Bulkesso? This is wrong, this is very wrong!"
No one could hear Diablo's whispers. At this moment, Diavolo was not at all as hysterical as when he crushed the crystal dome.
As the undisputed strongest among the three demon gods, he is the most calculating one.
As for the wisdom behind Mephisto’s hatred, he has discovered it long ago. Only the idiot Mephisto would feel that he had hidden it perfectly.
Now thinking about it, it seems suspicious why only Imprius came to fight when he ascended to the higher heaven.
Since Israel wants to pursue balance, why does he think that he will fail if the archangels don't show up?
Diavolo was a little confused and began to think about the past, trying to find some clues.
“Is it Aidan? No! Aidan did everything under my observation, so who could it be?”
Diavolo seems to be at an impasse.
Aidan’s choice to insert the Dark Soul Stone into his forehead was expected by him, and was even the result of his personal guidance.
Aidan simply misjudged the tenacity of his own will as a human being.
But now Bulcaisel’s performance is flawless.
Even though Bulkatho had beheaded him with the help of Li Min and the Nephalem, Bulkatho already had such powerful power at that time that even as a great demon god, he had to be vigilant.
Even if Diavolo is as conceited as Diavolo, he has to admit that Bulcaisel has the ability to seal them in the dark fox stone and use his own will to win the tug-of-war.
“Lea? That’s even more impossible. Even Adelia only knows part of everything about Leia. So is that guy Leoric?
He was indeed crazy at that time, otherwise he would not have become the Skeleton King.
etc!
Skeleton King?
Lasma!?"
Diavolo seems to have discovered the truth.
Skeleton King was indeed born because of his madness.
Skeleton King has indeed become a strong man who is able to put the scepter into his mouth in madness.
But why?
If madness can lead to the Skeleton King, then the Skeleton King should have overrun the ground like zombies.
But since the world opened by the gods Anu and Tasamet, the Skeleton King has always been the only one.
Even among the holy kings who were born through his hands, none had the characteristics of the Skeleton King.
And this kind of Skeleton King, whose immortality and immortality transcends life itself, seems to be what Rasma is good at.
“But why? What is the purpose of making a Skeletor?”,
Diavolo began to think again.
If the birth of the Skeleton King is just a miracle that may not be born even once ten thousand times, then why is it Leoric?
This is definitely not an accident.
Leorric's family became the target of his great fear demon Diavolo, who became the Skeletor?
This cannot be explained by miracles.
"Everything about me is under Rasma's observation? Rasma can't possibly do such a boring thing, and his mother is not sealed by me. He doesn't have to observe me."
Diablo frowned, and Kull's appearance trembled.
Although he now looks like Kull, he is still essentially the Fear Demon God.
His nails are not just fingers, but sharp claws.
“Barbarians? Are Rasma’s targets barbarians?
As the Nephalem who have the most contact with Leoric, barbarians are Rathma’s targets?
Or are they telling the truth?
The original Bul-Katho did not die? But how could a first-generation Nephalem survive the aftermath of the Worldstone explosion?
Or is it that that guy wasn’t in Arreat at that time?”
Diavolo felt that the mysteries were growing.
Now he is very envious of Malthael, who is famous for his wisdom.
“What does Rathma want from the barbarians?
Or in other words, what magic power do barbarians have that can make Rasma pay attention?"
Speaking of this, Diavolo suddenly remembered the weapon Bulcasso used in the battle with him.
“The solemn oath of Bul-Katho! The blood of Bul-Katho’s warriors!”
Diavolo suddenly stood up from his seat, as if he had thought of the most critical question!
At that time, Bulcaisel only showed the pair of weapons named after Bulcaisel for a moment, but it was obviously different from the Oath Keeper who later chopped off his head!
That pair of swords is not the original legend at all!
If it was the most original pair of swords, it would be impossible to be destroyed in the aftermath of the Dark Soul Stone explosion!
As the most skilled forger in the Nephalem, Bul-Katho's weapons cannot be damaged!
“Damn it, you all deceived me! Nephalem!”
Diavolo felt a little angry.
He had a terrible suspicion!
The reason why Bul-Katho was able to inherit the name Bul-Katho was probably because of the instruction of the first Nephalem!
Barbarians respect tradition. Even if they are given a name, they should not use the name of their ancestors!
“Rasma, you have got rid of your own fear, and the strong and unbreakable fear in you does not come from you at all!
You use me, you know my power!
You are the one who has truly found a way to get rid of fear!”
Diavolo's voice grew louder and louder, until the entire ruins of Asgard shook with his rage.
“What on earth do you want!?
Leoric is here to deal with me, so who is the tool you use to deal with my two brothers?
Or is there some connection between you and Israel? Or are you the Archangel of Fate hiding behind the scenes to guide everything?"
Diavolo suddenly put away his courage and looked in the direction of the Asgard treasure house with strong dissatisfaction.
Someone over there crossed the chaos caused by Diavolo and successfully smuggled into this supposedly closed place.
But the fear in those guys’ hearts betrayed them!
“Perhaps, these can be used as new chess pieces, but how to let them avoid Bulcaisu’s sight and go to that planet?
You'll help me, man."
Diablo looked at a shadowy figure appearing in front of him and said silently.
He was not talking to himself in the first place.
It is precisely the existence that has caused some contradictions with Bulkeso!
Annihilation!
He cannot leave his place, but he can do it if he connects with just one person.
The immortal existence of Craig has always had the Death Messenger by his side, but the Death Messenger has always been the subordinate of Annihilation.
And now Annihilation has come to Diavolo in its own way!
Annihilation and eternity are not entirely consistent with death.
Because the situation he faced could not be solved by simply making the world richer!
His authority was divided into two parts: creation and destruction, and now he has twice as much creation!
But the destruction is still only the original share!
His body has not reached the so-called balance! And he will be squeezed into that small space and unable to move!
"As long as you can fulfill your promise and give me a share of destruction, then I will help you!"
No sound came from Annihilation, but Diavolo could clearly understand what Annihilation said.
“Of course, if you want to truly appear in this place, pure destruction is a necessary condition.
But you must know that just as death is your sister, the Demon of Destruction is my brother!
Bar is my brother, and he has always taken care of me growing up. Even if we have no contact now, I can't betray him just because of your empty and pale promise."
Diablo sat calmly on the throne, and used fear to turn the several frost giants who had just smuggled into Asgard into his dolls.
“So you have rejected my conditions.”
The shadow of Annihilation showed a slight wavering, and it was obvious that his mood fluctuated significantly.
Diablo's existence may have evaded the sight of death and eternity, or perhaps not.
But Eternity does not intend to interfere too much in the affairs of these outsiders. All he wants is to upgrade the world and make the concept of "eternity" more firm.
Death seems to have made a bet, but they never put all their eggs in one basket.
They will not blame Annihilation for its actions, because swallowing the rules of another world can also benefit. As long as Annihilation does not lead to complete hostility between the two worlds, they will not care!
“I mean, you need to increase your stake? This price is too cheap.”
Diavolo said without any guilt.
Betraying one's brothers is not a problem at all to the three demon gods.
The pain that has not yet been born became a half-finished product due to their calculations.
Perhaps it’s because it’s difficult to vote if there are four demon gods.
"what do you want?"
Annihilation seemed a little confused by Diavolo's performance, and he hesitated before speaking.
Getting a complete destruction is his most important issue, which will determine his final height.
“I want you to pay first!”
Diavolo said with a smile. He said this with Kull’s old face, which added a bit of a gloomy atmosphere.
"You will get what you want, but you have to remember that fear alone cannot defeat me. You'd better keep it in mind!"
After Annihilation left his last words, he disappeared, leaving Diavolo alone with a smile on his face.
With a casual call, he turned the frost giants into dolls and caught them in his hand, tossing them around casually.
【When you really show up, I won't be just afraid. Idiot!】
Diavolo thought this, but he did not say it out loud.
Although he was confident that the guy could not escape his perception, he still chose to be cautious.
The rules of this world are really too simple.
Before, there was death that didn't know how to fight at all, now there is this kind of annihilation that doesn't care about conspiracy.
Diavolo wondered how these guys managed to swallow the rules of another world?
Could it be that the swallowed rules are like them and only know how to fight with strength?
It’s not that the rules of other worlds are too simple, but that the world created by Anu, the creator god, is too complex.
The battle between the Lord of Hell and the Archangel has never ended, so conspiracy and power are integrated into the title of Lord of Hell.
【Really, so stupid!
I just said these baseless speculations, will this idiot believe them to be true?
It is indeed possible that Rathma was involved in the birth of Leoric, and it is indeed possible that he was constantly paying attention to the barbarians themselves.
But what his stance towards the barbarians is is still unknown.
When Lilith wanted to kill the angels and demons in other sanctuaries, Bulcaisso and Rasma both sided with Lilith!]
Diavolo thought this way and expressed his disdain for Annihilation.
And where Annihilation is, Annihilation is also thinking.
He is simple and indeed not good at conspiracy.
But this does not mean that he is stupid enough to do something that is not guaranteed.
【Diablo? Your name is not fear.】
Annihilation sat in his chair, thinking like a reflection before going to bed.
How far do I have to go to pay the price before letting this cunning guy deliver the destruction into my hands?
Deal with Leoric? Or fight when Rathma appears?】
Annihilation feels like a headache.
Calculation and thinking are unnecessary things for him.
Even if the "death messengers" under his command fail to return as scheduled, he will just randomly choose another soul to do the job.
Even the process of “choosing” is not required.
Because he is annihilation, one of the rules of this world.
“Death, come and see your brother, I’m bored!”
Annihilation calls to its sister.
He wanted to see her attitude from Death first.
After all, Leoric became a huge problem the moment he became associated with death.
This world cannot be without death. If death chooses to disappear, the whole world will be in chaos.
This creates huge problems for eternal goals.
And Annihilation is unwilling to take such risks.
Even if he doesn’t like thinking, it’s only when he’s facing low-level guys.
Death, who was living with Leoric in the Kingdom of the Dead, completely ignored the call of annihilation.
She directly blocked the connection with Annihilation. Now she just wants to spend some time with Leoric quietly.
The love that Death wants is very simple, that is to burn herself desperately, just so that her lover's face can be illuminated by light.
The love of death is so heavy that no one can bear it.
In other words, this kind of love that does not take care of one's own life will only burn oneself and the one one loves in the end.
But fortunately, Leoric, who has bones as hard as steel and is not afraid of high temperatures, doesn't care about this.
He only felt that death was noisy.
“Death, don’t you have any other name?”
Leoric asked directly, but the content was questioning the name of death.
It is as unreasonable and rude as telling someone that your name is unpleasant.
Generally speaking, who cares what other people’s names are?
Joking with names is more likely to cause harm because it is inherently malicious.
But death doesn’t care about it, or it may be that he doesn’t feel it.
As someone who lives with the dead every day, all human common sense will only remain at the level of knowing.
It’s like a god who never blinks comes to earth and knows that blinking is to maintain health, but he still feels uncomfortable because his “eyelids” keep falling down.
Death has no personal experience of these human habits and knowledge.
He just wanted to give Leoric everything she had.
“What are you going to call me, if you want to?”
Death spoke with some joy.
Leoric was not so strong-willed that he did not realize that his actions were disrespectful, but his original intention was to make death give up its obsession with him.
Leoric did not like this level of affection between his children. This kind of love that took up all his time would only bore him.
Leoric is a successful king, and of course he is also a successful dead man.
Not every dead person can become a skeleton, and not every king can be called a "virtuous king".
He does not like to mix other emotions when doing important things.
Now, the most important thing is to help Bulkeso become the God of Creation.
If there are other beings who achieve this goal first, then all the promises he received from Bulcaisel will be illusory and empty.
In his eyes, the most promising being to become the God of Creation right now, besides Bulcaisso, is Diavolo, the guy who had his data deleted and started over after speeding on this track.
Maybe Rathma and Malthael have the same chance, but Leoric still thinks that the latter two have little chance based on his own experience and feelings.
And he, the Skeleton King Leoric, has no capital to diversify his investment. This is not a union between two kingdoms, and it can be married or something like that.
What these competitors need is Leoric's great power as the Skeletor King, and his obsession with the death of this world.
If Death finally gets tired of being infatuated with him, then he has lost his core competitiveness in this competition.
Leoric represents the support of death at this stage, so he does not intend to let death tire of him too quickly.
“Dirty” “adult” thinking.
It is only interests and interests that have a future.
Who knows whether this is right or wrong? But in Leoric's life as a human being, these things had become routine.
“Perhaps...forget it, let’s call you death. After all, there is only one death in the world now.”
Leoric said calmly, but it left Malthael with a knot in his mind.
Sure enough, when he heard "There is only one death now", Death's skeleton face changed into that of a beauty, and he made a curious expression.
Emojis are a better channel for Death to express himself.
After all, Leoric now has a coat made of Duriel's body, and it doesn't seem to be a particularly suitable match if she keeps wearing the appearance of a skeleton.
"Are you talking about the guy named Malthael? I have obtained a bit of that guy's power from Bulcaisuo, which is all death, but I think I am purer than him, and more worthy of being called 'death'
'This name."
Death spoke her thoughts in a proud tone.
Now she is willing to say the four words "Bulkess". Before, she would not say Bulkesso's name, but referred to it as "that guy who deserves to live."
But these words made Leoric want to complain crazily in his heart.
Mathail gained wisdom first, and then gained the wisdom of death.
He never used death as his name.
“Perhaps, but Malthael is a skilled warrior and as wise as I know him to be.”
Leoric successfully shifted the topic to Malthael, and if everything goes well, Death will have a rough understanding of Malthael.