"Ha! Bulcasso! Bulcasso! This is a name I will never forget even if I live to the end of time!"
 Are you ready now? Or do you just want to come to me?
 Pour out your anger on me, a ‘weak person’ who is almost unable to even fight back in front of you!?”
Barr laughed and looked directly into Bulcaisel's eyes through the film.
 The words are full of provocation, or teasing.
 Barbarians never bully the weak.
 And in front of Bulcaisuo, Barr didn't even care about calling himself a "weak"!
 “Is the Demon of Destruction considered weak?”
 Bulcaisel used the Oath Keeper in his hand to scratch the film left by the Shadow Fang little by little, making a sharp sound.
 Then he stopped at a place more suitable for the use of force.
"If you are weak, then what is the existence that dies in your hands?"
 Bulcaisel said as the Oath Keeper in his hand squeezed into the film little by little, making an overwhelming sound like when glass is about to break!
 A primitive legend began to glow with a fire that was brighter than blood.
“I can eat you in the Burning Hell, and then the Shadowfangs will have no power to stop me.
Or are you planning to take a gamble? Are you betting that your remaining will and the favor of the Burning Hell can completely keep me inside? Wait for Diavolo to come to your door!?"
 The Oathkeeper's blade had completely penetrated the membrane, and then pierced into Baal's body bit by bit.
The flames were burning, making a series of burning sounds of fat on Baal's body.
Barr stood where he was, still looking directly at Bulkesso.
 After a long time, at the moment when Bulcaisel's arm finally squeezed a gap in the isolated defense, he finally spoke.
“You will no longer realize our dreams, Bulcaisel.
 The archangels will never be so easy on you."
Barr spoke word by word.
There is definitely not much kindness in such words, but this is also the truth he knows!
 He ​​was expressing to Bulcaisel that he had different thoughts about the existence of the Prius. Bulcaisu had heard this reminder from Zortun Kule countless times in the past years.
Burkeso took a step forward with his eyes wide open.
 The body has begun to expand.
The fury of the berserker is about to be revealed!
 The main purpose of this protection is to prevent people inside from getting out. It is not impossible to come in from the outside.
 Faced with a hell demon, is there any need for Bulcaisel to compromise?
The crack is getting wider and wider, and bits and pieces of energy can already be seen falling to the ground, melting into the ground of the Burning Hell.
Those souls who have continuously fallen into the Burning Hell do not even have a chance to look at this place at this time, and directly turn into pure energy to fill this protection.
 After tearing Baal apart, the reckless devouring can certainly give Bulcaisel more power.
 But the “consequences” cannot be ignored.
Perhaps Bulquesso was still hesitant to apply pressure in such a slow way.
 “Stop it!”
Bar took a long breath and waved to summon the two original legendary gems.
 He still gave in.
Even if he guessed what Tyrael had done, he still didn't have the qualifications to act arrogantly in front of Bulcaisel.
“I hope that when you come next time, you will be able to finish me off.”
Barr said seriously, with a smile in his eyes.
 Human beings have never been taken seriously by angels and demons, they only value their power.
Bar took a step forward holding the two gems.
 Let the tip of the Oath Keeper's knife cut open his chest, revealing the beating heart in the endless emptiness.
Burkeso was moved for a moment.
"I knew it!"
Burkeso gritted his teeth and took the two gems from Baal's outstretched hand.
 Then he looked at Baal, and the changes on his body disappeared.
 The endless anger also faded away little by little.
 That heart is familiar to Bulqueso.
That's the heart of another Bulcaisel!
 The explosion of the World Stone destroyed most of the first ancestor's body, but he still had the possibility to survive.
 How can life without death be completely finished?
 The reason why he had to try to take over the bodies of his descendants was exactly this!
  No matter how strong your body is through training, it will never satisfy the first generation ancestors compared to the original body!
 Angels and demons separated what was left of his body, leaving an ethereal possibility.
 Collecting his own remains is what he needs to do!
 “Boom!”
Bulkessor thrust his fist into Baal's chest, tightly grasped the heart with his rough hands, and pulled him out of Baal's body!
 There is no messy blood vessels or blood, only an empty heart that keeps beating.
From here Bulcaisel can feel the cold fury, the brutal fury!
 “Is this price enough? Bulcaisel.”
Barr's tone returned to coldness and fearlessness.
 The price has been paid!
 “This is interest.”
Burkeso held the heart with one hand and turned around.
“When Diavolo finds you, it will be your end. You should think about whether you want me to bring you the end!”
Burkeso’s words were like a warning.
 A smile spread across Barr's face.
 Without that heart, Barr was undoubtedly a little weaker.
 But he wouldn't worry at all, because Diavolo wouldn't do that.
The demon kings of hell enjoy the protection of Bulkatho in this world, and no one will kill them before Bulkatho.
As long as Bulcaisel still wants to become a creator god, he will not sit back and watch these guys who have died ten thousand times disappear early!
 Angels and demons regard humans as dolls, prey and food!
 This is a natural opposition!
 “You will eat me up, but I will live on forever!”
Baal smiled, the Burning Hell was turbulent and started to move!
 There are no losers this time!
 But there is no winner!
Tyriel lost his status as an archangel, but fulfilled his agreement with Bulcaisel.
  Got it, the possibility of Yizuer returning to his original posture!
To be continued...