"I guess you are the Bulcaisso that the nagging guy always talks about?"
The woman's figure walked out of the burning hell step by step, and then stood in front of Bulcasso.
“By the way, what do you call the person next to you?”
This woman wears a crown that looks like a branch on her head, which looks a little weird.
 The aura exuding from his body cannot be said to be weak, but it cannot be said to be strong either.
With a careless expression on his face, he was blowing gently with a finger.
Burkeso had no intention of talking nonsense with this woman. This guy was full of the smell of demons. The power he got from Mephisto made Bulkeso frown.
 Is this a person who is willing to fall for himself?
 Or a depraved person who was forced to make a choice in despair?
The aura of an elite warrior is constantly coming from this woman's body, but there is no trace of sin at all.
 This is not normal.
 No one who becomes a devil believer is without sin.
 When this person inherits the power from the devil, he will naturally inherit that part of the sin.
 The holder of demonic power without sin? This is not what is written in fairy tale books.
“The devil’s followers? What a shame. Fortunately, I can correct this mistake.”
 The energy around Johanna began to gather continuously, solidifying little by little, bringing endless pressure to the woman.
Most of the guys who follow the devil have lost themselves and their sanity, and such beings have little chance of being saved.
Even if there is no time to do evil, there is no possibility of redemption for the twisted soul.
 The guy in front of me is different.
  It is the original soul that controls the power that belongs to the Demon King of Hell. She has not become a twisted monster.
Although Johanna didn’t understand how this guy managed to keep his body from smelling sinful at all, after she rescued this guy, there would no longer be a threat.
 “You should at least answer questions with questions instead of talking to yourself and dictating my life.”
The woman put down her fingers, and her long nails stretched out, looking as sharp as razors.
The eyes became a little sharp, but still showed some aloof indifference.
 “By the way, my name is Hela, Odin’s child.”
Hela finally said her name, but as a child of Odin, she was not as proud as Thor when she said this.
 Perhaps this identity is just a long nightmare for her.
“In my eyes, you are just a pitiful person. Now I want to redeem you! Let the influence of the devil of hell go away from you!”
The energy around Johanna turned into a very handsome tall horse, and chains with thorns were directly trapped on Hela's body!
 Skills of the Crusader!
 The war horse charges·The war horse drags it!
 Horse Charge is the only skill rune with divine power as its core.
 In Johanna's hands, divine power washes over the bound person's body.
 For those who have completely turned into demons, this is a torture.
 But for those with free souls, this is a redemption full of pain!
Hela’s peak power is at most similar to that of Odin. Even though she received some power belonging to the Three Demon Gods from Mephisto and Baal, it was not enough for her to challenge Johanna.
Johanna is a strong person who can fight the three demons alone!
Even the Three Demon Gods themselves do not have the power to defeat Johanna!
 “Drive!”
Johanna gave the order directly, and the celestial war horse that had made a contract with her soul snorted and took off.
The Crusaders may be just a little slower on their way than the witchers who like to spin and roll.
 At least when it came to rushing early, Bulcaisel couldn't keep up with Johanna.
 Johanna's fighting style means that she only likes to face the elite of the demons, and large-scale combatants are not her cup of tea.
The war horse ran away quickly, and the holy radiance began to rise continuously from Hela who was dragging it.
 Johanna's rescue has begun.
 “I hope you can... forget it.”
Just as Bulcaisel’s instructions were about to come out, Johanna dragged Hela and disappeared into the distance.
 Bourquet simply gave up the idea of ​​saying anything.
 Johanna won't kill Hela, so Bulcaisel won't have much to worry about.
Although Odin has disappeared, Bulkesso, a comrade who stands for justice, does not want to tell Odin about his daughter's death when he returns.
 Hila will be washed away from her demonic aura, and it doesn’t matter how far Johanna wants to go.
The power of the Crusaders can be imparted to others in this way, provided that person can understand something from the power.
 Otherwise, it is likely to create a believer whose heart is completely immersed in the sacred, rather than a warrior.
Johanna will not get lost. Although most Nephalem cannot remember the route, they can tell which direction they came from from the corpses on the ground.
Moreover, there are teleportation and return journeys, so no Nephalem will not be able to return to the stronghold.
“Okay, Hell Demon, what do you want to do?”
Burkeso clenched his fists, then cast his gaze to a secluded corner, and then looked directly at the throne of the Hell Demon King in front of him.
 When Johanna dragged Hela away, the direction from the beginning revealed the aura of the Demon King of Hell.
Burkeso couldn't confirm whether it was a "poisonous sweet fruit" or a gift package.
 But then the aura of the Hell Demon King appeared in the Burning Hell, and it seemed a little late to stop him at this time.
But it doesn’t matter, Bulcaisu is not afraid of any enemy.
 It's a good idea to ask, maybe the Hell Demon will tell you what they think.
Although these people will not reveal their plans like silly roe deer, they will still feel disappointed if no one appreciates a conspiracy.
 At least some insignificant news, they are never stingy.
The Demon King of Hell is always arrogant and will maintain his ridiculously cruel "demeanor" even when he is about to be defeated.
 “We want you to die? Will you die?”
 A series of erratic sounds came from the throne in the Burning Hell.
There were no emotional fluctuations in the words, but the disdain was still clearly displayed.
 The figures of Baal and Mephisto were shrouded in mist, and they were already sitting on the throne.
 The throne in the middle should have been Mephisto's place, but now it is Diavolo's place.
 So the two people sat on the tallest one, one on the left and the other on the right.
 The moment Hela attracted the attention of Bulcasso and Johanna, they found the opportunity to return to the throne of the Burning Hell.
"Now, Bulcaisel, unless you can break the entire Burning Hell, we will be immortal. We have obtained the source of power, and you have no ability to destroy it all. Even the Dark Soul Stone cannot be taken from the Burning Hell.
Take our souls away!"
 The speaker was Baal, a voice that Bulkesso was familiar with.
　　During the Battle of Arreat, Bulkatho heard Baal's calm roar.
That was a painful day, so Bulcaisel could not forget it.
“But I can stay here forever, and you can only look at me forever on the throne of burning hell!
 I saw you, I locked onto you! It’s your turn to enjoy the endless sense of crisis! Destruction! And hatred!”
The bursts of anger on Bulcasso's body spread like water waves, and he clutched the legendary handle of Blue Fury tightly in his hands!
To be continued...