This big guy is very good-tempered when we quarrel, and the quarrel has never turned into a fight.
As long as there is no foul language in the argument, Couture is reasonable.
"Pain can help you remember those experiences faster. For example, fire will burn your body, and falling will hurt. And I will use pain to make you remember how to use the power in your body, instead of giving power to someone.
He's like a kid."
As he spoke, Kotur expressed his dissatisfaction with the child's control of power, and cut off the other side of the meat with a knife.
He put the meat on the "plate" that he had prepared in advance.
The plate is simply a dent made from the stone, and it is considered a plate.
Couture handed the roasted meat to Banner and Betty Ross respectively.
A pair of eyes as big as copper bells looked at Betty Ross, with strong expectations in their eyes.
It’s not that he likes women with this style, he simply wants to know how Betty Ross eats like this.
Would it eat in the same way as the big bird he had when he was a child?
Pick up a piece of meat, then tilt your neck and swallow it directly? Shake your head in passing?
That kind of intimacy made Couture miss him very much.
“Isn’t this just what corporal punishment is all about? Pain is a threat?”
Banner frowned, then shook his head.
He is a well-deserved academic master and one of the smartest people in the world.
He is firmly opposed to corporal punishment.
Although he has not experienced these things during his study, this does not prevent him from hating them.
He was born in a "free" country.
Banner, who has never taken care of a child, will not understand the child’s thoughts.
If he could understand, then Hulk wouldn't be so difficult to communicate.
“What kind of corporal punishment? It’s just part of the training. If you want to be a warrior, how can you not adapt to pain?”
Coultur turned his head and looked at Banner as he spoke.
There is some irritability in the words.
Corporal punishment?
What is that thing?
Barbarian training is always accompanied by pain, but enduring pain is the most basic quality of a warrior.
Even though Canuck always used a hands-on approach to train Casillas, even though Maddock would slap Luke roughly on the head.
But there was never any unwarranted malice.
It's part of the training, and it's what anyone who decides to become a warrior must go through.
If you don’t do this, you will be irresponsible to the new recruits.
This is not a school, but a battlefield where warriors grow!
“Am I going to beat you up for no reason and make sure you don’t get beaten to death just to vent my emotions? Stop making trouble, then I might as well go to the secret realm and have fun by myself.
Those demons won’t tell me that my attacks are too rough or anything like that.”
Kottul said with his eyes widened, and when he looked at Banner, Betty Ross had already eaten the barbecue in his mouth.
Of course not eating like a bird, she has hands.
By the time Couture turned his head, Betty Ross was already sitting quietly, with the plate in his hand empty.
Barbarians vent their emotions?
There are not many barbarians who would have that kind of idea. Every barbarian basically lives in endless battles. The blood stains of the demons he has seen are enough to stain countless ground red.
Who would have the boring idea of venting their emotions?
“Hmm? It looks like your appetite is not small, let’s have another piece!”
Like a child, Couture cut off another piece of barbecue with great interest and put it on Betty Rose's plate.
This piece of meat is not yet cooked, and you can see a lot of blood streaks on it.
Perhaps the harpy prefers something a little wilder?
“I just want to solve my problem, warrior...this may not be the path I want.”
Banner said while thinking.
He is a poor man who was pushed into a corner by fate. He had no choice but to jump over the wall, so he transformed into the Hulk.
Is being a warrior more nourishing than being a scientist?
Several of the warriors belong to the richest people, but the scientists’ equipment is all worth a lot of money.
“I’m not going to ask you using some stupid logic of ‘with great power comes responsibility’, but to be honest, your future as a warrior may be greater than as a scientist.”
Cotur put the iron rod in his hand on the ground, clapped his hands and said.
Hitchhich didn't realize that his words made Spider-Man, who was sitting in front of another campfire, a little unhappy.
With great power comes great responsibility.
This is the last advice left to him by an elder he respects.
This is also Spider-Man’s insistence on doing justice without asking for anything in return.
But Spider-Man didn't argue. After all, all standards are for oneself. Using one's own ideas to demand others is asking for trouble.
“I need some time to think about it. After all, warriors cannot promote the development of the human world.”
Banner scratched his head and looked at Tony who was drinking with Rumlow and the others on another bonfire, feeling a little crazy.
The relationship between Tony Stark, the great inventor, and the barbarians seems really good, which makes Dr. Banner feel a little shaken.
Perhaps his words are just an excuse, and what he yearns for is a stable life after all.
“How can humans survive from the hands of the Demon King of Hell without warriors? Will they become vassals of angels?”
Coultur stared at Banner with some dissatisfaction.
Taking this opportunity, Betty Ross quickly ate the meat on the plate.
Whether it was after she became a harpy or before, she always preferred less cooked steaks.
“Koutur, you’re still just squealing. It would be better if I just hit this kid until he realizes the importance of strength.
At that time, this violent beating can also be used as the first step of training to adapt to the pain, and you can save a lot of time by following what I said."
Cassius rubbed the large belt around his waist and staggered over.
Looking like a street gangster, there is nothing formal about him.
He is right, this is the most convenient way.
And time is indeed a bit tight, although not to the extent that we are about to embark on the battlefield immediately.
After all, in the battle with the Demon King of Hell, humans basically had to deal with the demon's offensive and conspiracy, and the Nephalem were almost used to it.
“You said it as if you had beaten that little girl to tears, talking about things that were not necessary. You are nagging more than me!”
Cotur stood up directly facing Cassius.
Stretched out his hand and grasped Cassius's braided beard.
This is his way of saying hello, so it's not a mistake to make a move.
They are talking about Natasha. Natasha is very tenacious during training and even saves a lot of training to adapt to pain.
“That girl wants to be strong, and is more like a barbarian than this guy who can’t even admit it to herself.
Damn it, it’s the first time I’ve seen two conscious guys climb the Holy Mountain. Since they can climb up, shouldn’t the minds of these two guys be about the same? How come they can’t even communicate with each other on a basic level?
arrive?"
Cassius looked at Banner. He was talking about Banner. He was a little unhappy about the Hulk.
His attention then focused on Betty Ross.
“Hey! This girl looks so much more pleasing to the eye! She is so determined that she almost shines.”
Cassius’s words frightened Betty Ross, her body trembled, and her feathers stood up.
Cassius’s eyes were full of provocation, as if he wanted to kill a chicken and pluck its feathers.
This look made Betty Ross feel as helpless as a little chicken.
“Stop your frivolous ways, I know you admire that bastard Warusk, but you can’t imitate him in everything!”
Coutur's hand that grabbed Cassius's beard used a little more force and pulled the guy's head back.
“You are already a dead person, don’t keep thinking about what you have and don’t have, why not just enjoy the festival honestly?”
As Kotur spoke, a thick arm that was thicker than Cassius's neck clamped Cassius's head.
As for why it’s not stuck in the neck.
That's because Cassius is a guy who fights with fists, and his neck is no thinner than Couture. From a distance, there is no undulation at all in his body, standing there like a barrel.
Cassius fell ill from time to time and always imitated some of Volusk's ways.
But he doesn’t even know why Warusk is like that, so he just looks stupid.
It's so stupid that even Volusk can't stand it.
“I’m just taking a look. Doesn’t Kanuk always stare at Leiko?”
Cassius took some effort to pull his head out of Couture's arms, and his cheeks were rubbed red by the rough skin.
Today is a festival, so the Holy Mountain supports these ancestors with the energy of condensed entities.
Cassius was talking nonsense and trying to defend himself.
By the way, let Couture stop going to the trouble of doing the same thing.
Old school is sometimes not an advantage, this is what Cassius wants to tell Couture.
But no matter how many times he tried, Couture never took it seriously.
“Are you Kanuk!? You should just stay like that old soldier who has never been married in your life! Can’t you learn something good?”
Couture nodded slightly to Betty Ross with an apologetic expression.
Then he dragged Cassius and left the scene.
From afar, Cassius’s braided beard was like a rein, being led away from the scene.
It just seems like he is reluctant in his actions.
The two ancestors went to find a suitable place to communicate.
Maybe it won’t be long before we have a fight.
Cassius is notorious for not speaking well, and swearing is bound to happen.
“Dr. Banner, I have long admired your name.”
Tony took this opportunity to come over, sat opposite Banner, and looked at Banner up and down.
It just seems a little reluctant in his movements.
As for him sizing up Banner, it was because Banner had just undergone a transformation not long ago and was wearing clothes given to him by the kind-hearted Aunt Mara.
Looking like homeless people who can be seen everywhere in the United States, they have no sense of intellectuals at all.
"Mr. Stark, I think you might not like the title Doctor."
Banner responded to Tony's greeting with a smile on his face.
Cassius’s words caused him to have some doubts about himself, but he could probably get some answers from Tony.
Tony Stark is Iron Man after all.
A person who has transitioned from a scientist, a playboy, and a top rich man to a superhero should have some unique ideas in his mentality that he can share.
Fighting has always been accompanied by danger, but Tony chose danger, which made Banner want to explore it.
“Okay, just call me Tony. This is my first time attending a festival like this, and I just need a companion I can talk to.
By the way, is this your female companion?"
Tony turned the conversation to Betty Ross, a harpy who represented endless curiosity to Tony.
Curiosity about the unknown is an important driver of technological development, and another may be laziness.
“Yes, she is my fiancée, Betty Ross.”
Banner’s words moved Betty a little.
This is what she wants.
She cherished Banner, even if she did not hesitate to disobey her old-school and tough father.
Moved, Betty finally opened her mouth to speak:
“Hello Mr. Stark, nice to meet you.”
“Hello, Ms. Ross. You look very charming.”
Tony is not very good at pleasing women. Although he has the title of playboy, those women do not need him to take any initiative.
Tony, who can get a bed partner with just an invitation, is not very sociable either.
When talking about appearance, Betty felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, her current appearance is not closely related to her beauty, and becoming a monster is never a good experience.
External pressure can drive ordinary people crazy.
But this feeling soon disappeared.
She and Banner are now a perfect match. With the two monsters together, there should be no resistance.
Betty thought this way and finished enlightening herself, but she was somewhat disappointed.
“Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Stark.”
Betty’s accent has clearly gone up a few levels and is a bit sharp, so it’s not very pleasant to hear.
"So Mr. Stark, is there anything you want to talk to me about? You know, except for the knowledge in my head, I have nothing that interests you, and I just graduated from surgery not long ago.
Get off the stage."
Banner sensed Betty's dissatisfaction, so he conveyed a subtle signal to Tony that he did not want to talk.
“I’m not specialized in biology, I’m better at energy, materials and machinery. So you don’t need to worry about me putting you on the operating table, I’m just curious.”
“Wondering how I became that big guy? If you keep going, maybe you’ll find out.”
After Banner saw that his reminder had no effect, he could only choose a more obvious way to tell Tonytta that she was not welcome.
As for letting the Hulk come out, it's just a threat.
The Hulk is probably being a doormat in some corner of his mind right now.
“OK! OK! No offense intended.”
Tony understood what Banner said, so he waved his hands and turned around to leave.
The reason why he came here was not because of interest, but just because of Natasha's request.
As a price for using Natasha's phone to contact Pepo, he agreed to Natasha on a condition that was not excessive.
“Hello, Dr. Banner. Actually, I want to see you.”
Hawkeye stood next to Natasha. Their postures were very relaxed, showing no signs of hostility or defensiveness.
Such an action made Banner, who had been suffering from cold looks, feel a little better.
Natasha and Hawkeye are not opponents of the Hulk yet, but the land under their feet is called Harrogath.
“I don’t think we know each other?”
Banner was a little embarrassed holding the stone in his hand that could barely be regarded as a bowl.
He is hungry too.
But it seems inappropriate to eat something in your mouth when communicating with others.
"Dr. Banner, you can relax a little. By the way, my name is Natasha Romanoff. This gentleman's name is Clint Barton.
We just want to contact you because of our work.
If everything goes well, we might become partners.”
Natasha gave the introduction in a smooth and elegant manner, then sat down naturally, took out a knife and cut the roasted meat from the piece of meat.
By the way, turn the barbecue so that it can be heated evenly.
Seeing Natasha eat without any awkwardness, the hungry Banner finally let down his guard and eagerly stuffed all the meat in the bowl into his mouth.
Then a flash of green flashed across his body.
The smell of barbecue and the energy in it made Hulk recover a little from his self-isolation, and now he was a little impatient.
Banner could hear Hulk's rough "eating meat" voice.
“We used to work for an agency called S.H.I.E.L.D., but now we’re pretty much on the fringes.
So this time it’s not anything official, I just want to get to know you and the person inside you.”
Natasha said while eating barbecue.
This relaxing atmosphere soon calmed down everyone sitting in front of the bonfire.
A professional lurking Black Widow agent who handles interpersonal relationships very well.
Otherwise, dangerous elements who may know her identity would not be able to trust her.
“SHIELD? I seem to have dealt with these guys before?”
Banner said with an expression of reminiscence, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
“Maybe, at least S.H.I.E.L.D. is a behemoth.”
Hawkeye took the opportunity to say a few words, and then began to cut up the rather huge piece of barbecue.
“Why are you here? I don’t think our status makes it necessary for us to communicate?”
Banner leaned a little closer to Betty, relying on Betty's feathers to make him more relaxed.
Although Hulk seems to want to get closer to Natasha.
“I think becoming a warrior may not be a bad choice. At least no one stipulates that warriors cannot engage in scientific research.”
Natasha didn’t intend to make too many convoluted words and spoke straightforwardly.
Banner's hesitant expression had revealed too much information to the elite agents.
Natasha received some care from the barbarians, so as a barbarian, Natasha planned to repay a little.
The ancestors on the holy mountain used some rough sincerity to make the black widow take off her cold disguise.
Natasha likes this atmosphere very much.
"So what is the need for me to become a warrior? These, the ancestors, have the power to suppress the Hulk. I don't think there is anything I need to do in this situation."
Banner shook his head and said.
This is what he thinks.
He just wanted to live a normal life with Betty, at least to be stable and not have to hide around.
"Although you will know after you become a barbarian, it doesn't matter if you want to tell you in advance."
Natasha spoke slowly with a peaceful smile.
There is a power in her voice that makes people listen, and her communication and speaking skills are professional.
“If humanity has become a state of struggle to survive in the cracks, and those ancestors who can easily suppress you cannot take action at will outside this land, do you still think that your own power is unimportant?”
Natasha said something that would be a bit scary for ordinary people.
“That’s impossible. Could it be that the sun is going to turn into a white dwarf? Humanity needs to find a way to survive in this situation? Then it might be more useful for you to go to Tony Stark than to me.”
Banner said somewhat perfunctorily.
In his opinion, Natasha's words were nothing more than alarmism.
Speaking, he squeezed closer to Betty again.
By the way, he took the freshly cut roast meat from Hawkeye.
Being able to take a bite of hot food in a cold environment will be full of happiness.
“It’s worse than that. Do you believe in demons?”
Natasha was still smiling, she had already made a plan.
Just like when Rumlow first climbed the Holy Mountain, Banner could believe it all in one secret experience.
She is waiting for Dr. Banner to say something she doesn't believe, and then she can use this as an excuse to drag Banner and Betty Ross into the secret realm.
It is somewhat out of place for a materialistic scientist to believe in things like angels and demons.
Although there are a few believers among the top scientists, it doesn't matter. According to SHIELD's understanding, Banner is not that kind of person.
"I believe."
Banner said with a normal expression, then reached out and wiped a little blood on Betty Ross's beak.
It sounded like Murdoc's unscientific ability at that time, and Banner had to believe it even if he didn't believe it at first.
Hawkeye coughed twice and suppressed his smile.
He knew very well what Natasha was planning to do, so he couldn't hold it back.
Natasha rolled her eyes at Hawkeye, and then quickly organized her words.
“Then Dr. Banner, the enemy of mankind is the devil, and this time mankind is already caught between the devils.”
Natasha's voice could not detect her embarrassment, but this sentence was obviously not as convincing as she had imagined.
“Where is the angel?”
Banner put the meat in his bowl into Betty Ross's bowl, showed a gentle smile to Betty, and said casually.
Fully perfunctory.
Natasha didn't speak for a while. She was wondering if someone had told Banner about the High Heaven and the Burning Hell.
"What? Don't tell me that demons exist, but angels are fake?"
Banner finally turned his head after not hearing the answer.
His surprised look made Natasha breathe a sigh of relief.
Natasha also knew from Cassius's words what mankind was about to face. When she suddenly heard Banner talk about angels, she was a little too shocked.
“Of course angels exist, but where will the battlefield between angels and demons be? I think it will definitely not be heaven and hell.”
Natasha said this.
Banner thought of what the United States did.
Homeland warfare is a joke to the United States.
“I think I probably understand.”
Dr. Banner took hold of Betty's hand and finally made up his mind.
The world that will serve as a battlefield will only be the human world. Thinking of the living conditions of people on those lands that serve as battlefields, the kindness and sense of responsibility in Banner's heart made him feel uneasy.
Those who are tortured by their conscience, even if they commit crimes, are not hopeless and deserve to die.
Because I still have conscience.
As for Banner, he is the kind of guy who feels responsible for all happiness because of his own misfortune.
“Banner, if we want to become normal people, we have to take this path.
As you heard, Kotur said, it is strange for a warrior not to have control over his own strength."
If Banner has more love in his heart, Betty may only have one Banner in her heart.
“Let’s talk about it at least tomorrow! Today is a holiday, so we shouldn’t talk about those heavy topics.”
Banner's voice was a little melancholy, but he finally made up his mind.
…
“Thor Odinson, do you want to know my name?”
Hela said with a smile, and the person standing in front of her was Thor.
Thor felt a little strange when he heard this.
“Odinson” means son of Odin.
The people on the earth and the barbarians on the Holy Mountain rarely call him like this.
"what do you want to say?"
Thor's face became a little more serious, and he felt that he was about to know something terrible.
“Is Mjolnir okay? I remember you always wielding it in the rumors.”
Hela felt that her identity still needed some foreshadowing, otherwise she would feel bad if she saw the stupid look on Thor's face now.
A wonderful reversal requires some preparation, and even deus ex machina requires a lot of suppression to appear great.
“It seems you know my identity. Although I always feel familiar to you, I still can’t remember whether we have met before.
As for Mjolnir, it chose my hammer brother. Now Tyr controls it and our hammer brother."
Thor said with a wry smile.
The "we" in his mouth refers to Tire and him.
But Hela felt that her brain was a little exhausted for a moment.
“Brother Hammer? What is that?”
Hela asked a little eagerly. She felt that the matter seemed beyond her understanding.
"My father Odin had another child without telling us children. It was just that the child looked like a hammer. But the pure aura and power made Mjolnir choose it."
Although Thor felt that he should not talk about these scandalous things in Asgard, he could not hide them in front of Hela.
With Hela, he felt like he was facing Tyr.
The sense of trust that came from his bloodline made him unable to bear to hide anything.
“Wait a minute, you mean Odin has an illegitimate son? Is that illegitimate son a hammer?”
Hela was a little unbelievable, and a hint of her strength was revealed.
This power finally allowed Thor to find where that sense of familiarity came from!
That was when he first picked up Mjolnir as a child, the power that still remained in Mjolnir.
This was mixed with the power of Odin's blood, making Thor feel dizzy for a while.
【Great King of the Gods, my father! How many children do you have wandering around!】
Thor tried hard to tighten his expression to prevent his shock from being seen.
Smoothly, he took out a bottle of water of life from his backpack and poured it into his mouth.
He needs to calm down.
“Well, are you my older sister or younger sister? I think, probably older sister? After all, I have felt your power on Mjolnir.”
Thor held the mouth of the bottle in his hand and asked somewhat dejectedly:
“Although I don’t know why my father hid your existence from us, I think you must have suffered a lot in these years.
My sister, my father is no longer here, and I am willing to take on his share of responsibilities. Now you have more than one younger brother. Loki and I will make up for what you are missing.
I will work hard to make up for my father's mistakes. I will do my best to help you get everything you want.
My sister, my miserable sister!
You have suffered a lot these years.
My father is no longer here, but I will never let his mistakes continue to hurt my family’s feelings.”
Thor looked very sincere when he said this.
He has compiled a hundred thousand words in his heart about how Odin cruelly deprived his sister of her identity, and how painful his sister has been living in these years.
Having the experience of comforting Loki, Thor's words were sincere enough to impress a hard-hearted guy.
Especially his love for his sister is sincere.
This made Hela panic all of a sudden.
“What if I wanted to be the king of Asgard? That would have been…”
“That is what is rightfully yours, my sister.”
Thor looked at Hela in front of him affectionately and interrupted Hela's words.
Then he continued:
“After I realized that Mjolnir had your power, I understood. You are the one most qualified to control everything in Asgard.
Now that Asgard has been destroyed in the hands of Kull, Brother Tyr plans to become the God of Thunder and fulfill the prophecy on my behalf.
But I think he may not be able to do it. If that prophecy comes true, I hope you, sister, can pick up Mjolnir and become the king of Asgard!"
“That, that is the throne of Asgard! The noble treasure of the King of Gods.”
Hila said with some stumbling.
She thought countless times about what she would face after she escaped from the trouble.
She even planned how to appear in front of the Asgardians who abandoned her, and what cruel means she should use to complete her revenge.
But she didn't expect that Thor would say such touching words to her with sincerity and love.
For a moment, Hela really felt that Thor was different as a younger brother.
Different from the Asgardians who abandoned her.
This is a family connected by blood!
“My sister, you don’t have to recognize the identity of Odin’s child, and you have the right to hate your father, but believe me, I am different from my father!”
Thor reached out and pressed Hela's shoulder.
Looking directly into his sister's eyes.
Sincerity cannot be hidden. Through his eyes, he could see the doubts his sister had in the "surprise". The sudden "ecstasy" made her hesitate and shrink.
Hela saw the sincerity in Thor's eyes, the pity for her sister, and the complaint against Odin.
Hela lost her thinking for a moment in this look!
The moment she knew Thor was holding her tightly in his arms, she felt a warmth she had never experienced in thousands of years, and felt that she finally had a place to rely on.
Hila's eyes burst into tears for a moment, flowing on Thor's shoulders.
“Brother, you can call me Hela, that is my name, but I will not admit that I am Odin’s child.”
Hela hugged her brother hard, and the feeling of being hugged melted her cold shell.
“Sister Hela, I will bring Loki to see you next time. He is also our younger brother, but he has the blood of a Frost Giant.
Father, he has done too many wrong things..."
Thor whispered in Hela's ear.
Not far away, Johanna looked at Hela and Thor hugging each other with a look of confusion on her face.
The moment Hela burst out with a trace of power, Johanna appeared not far away.
She brought Hela to the Holy Mountain, so she wanted to make sure Hela would not cause trouble to the barbarians.
This is her sense of responsibility.
According to her experience, Hela was only purged of the power of the Hell Demon, and the twisted soul should need at least three thousand kilometers of "salvation" to be reversed.
But now it seems that Hela has woken up.
This rare situation made Johanna very curious.
But as a Crusader, Johanna would not be rude to interrupt the tenderness between family members.
Johanna suppressed the curiosity in her heart and sang the Law of Hope quietly in her calm voice.
Hope for the law·Hope will never die!
This is the law that Johanna is best at, the kind of power that can restore the lives of others at all times, the law that can form a protective law on all kind people!
Hope that the skill rune of Immortality can also bring the body and spirit of the sheltered person to a more perfect state.
“All good things deserve warm protection, and all goodness is worth fighting for.”
Johanna said softly after chanting the Law of Hope.
At this moment, the power of the law of hope spreads to the entire Holy Mountain.
Periods of hymn-like chanting floated gently.
The Ancient One had just passed through the portal and arrived at Harrogath, and was enveloped by Johanna's Law of Hope.
Life and soul have exceeded their original levels. At this moment, Gu Yi finally felt the power from eternity!
For a being like eternity, there will be no unwarranted shelter.
The soul of the Ancient One has long been destined for eternity.
Used to witness the infinite world and infinite possibilities.
The adaptability between the Ancient One and the Time Stone is far greater than that between Agamotto and the future Doctor Strange.
Her control of the Time Stone always seems clumsy, which has eternal consequences!
Her soul will become the support that carries the negative power of time as she eternally explores infinite possibilities.
The Time Stone is a fragment of the power of the Nemesis. In terms of personality alone, the Time Stone has the same status as eternity.
The Infinity Stones entrust a trace of the Nemesis's instincts, so Eternity and the others cannot use this power.
The soul of the Ancient One is nothing more than an instrument of eternal choice.
As Johanna's voice reached her ears, the soul and will of the Ancient One finally escaped the control of eternity!
The eternal plan failed half of it!
Time is the power that eternity most desires, which will make the world's upgrade path smoother.
But now, this goal is over!
“Ah! Die!”
For the first time, Eternity was left defenseless against the attack of the Living Tribunal, which turned tens of thousands of star systems into ashes.
But the eternal fist fell on a head of the Life Court with huge energy, an unreserved fight!
The Life Tribunal took an unknown number of steps back, but a smile appeared on his face.
“What a surprise, you actually lost your mind! Obviously our fight must continue!”
The voice of the Court of Life has not yet reached the ears of eternity, but his figure has already appeared in front of eternity.
Looking at the smiling face of the Life Tribunal, Eternal calmed down forcibly.
The Life Tribunal will not give him a chance to deal with the accident, so this battle must continue!