In SHIELD at this time, the riot has come to an end.
It’s just that Nick Fury is not in this place now.
Doctor Who is heading to Harrogath with Nick Fury, but they have not passed through the portal this time.
Agent Hill put on that layer of green tights again, showing off his good figure.
The green ring continued to emit light, turning into cages to imprison those souls.
“Hill, what’s going on with you?”
Steve slapped a soul on the ground with his shield and held the guy with one hand.
Evil souls burn like a torch in the hands of the Crusaders.
“An accident, maybe I got the relic of some powerful guy.”
Hill said casually.
She had no intention of telling the truth about the Green Lantern Corps.
“That guy Nick Fury can’t wait even this time? Or is he afraid that I will open the portal to hell?”
Rumlow held his breath and took stock of his surroundings.
Obviously not very happy.
However, unfortunately the love is not over yet!
A huge body carrying a ferocious hammer was smashed into the S.H.I.E.L.D. building.
“Woohoo! Looks like S.H.I.E.L.D. has to rebuild its own building!”
Constantine sat on Nick Fury's chair, holding a small cage in his only hand. There were an unknown number of souls superimposed in the cage.
This guy didn't waste these souls, and the casting materials were never very easy to obtain.
“I can smell the stench of fear on you from three streets away! Kingpin!”
Anderson emerged from the big hole he had just made.
The spear in his hand was pointed at Jin Bin's chest and he roared.
“Angel? Am I evil!?”
Jin Bin waved the sky hammer in his hand and swung it vigorously in the direction of Anderson.
The ring on the finger is also constantly emitting a strong light!
But this light was pointed at Agent Hill who was standing aside!
“The gang leader is a good guy. Do you believe this joke? Steve?”
Rumlow panted, holding the hammer and talking to Steve.
There was some helplessness in his eyes.
Fighting has always been a troublesome thing. Unless you can kill those annoying demons with your eyes closed, fighting will always be very tiring.
“This is just a joke, keep fighting.”
Steve raised his eyes and looked at Anderson and Kingpin, feeling a little helpless.
Those who have not had much contact with angels will not understand the difference between angels and humans.
In their seriousness, Anderson, a courageous subordinate, is worthy of trust.
Constantine said nothing from this moment on, just watching the battlefield silently.
He carefully took the souls in his hands into his arms, his face a little pale.
The impact of a broken arm is very serious, especially since Constantine is only a slightly stronger guy than ordinary people.
And his life schedule is very bad.
Outside SHIELD, Imperial and Auriel are still observing the situation here.
No longer has the courage and hope of an archangel. Although he can detect the movement of justice, he would not have thought that after Tyrael gave up his status as an archangel of justice, his remaining power was taken away by Israel.
“Who is your target?”
Prius asked calmly.
Aurel’s thoughts are not easy to guess, but in the end they will not be completely hidden from Imprius, who accompanies her day and night.
It’s just that this question is not easy to answer.
“an angel.”
Aurel said this, looking at the fierce battle in S.H.I.E.L.D.
It seems to be describing Anderson.
Prius’s eyes swayed after hearing this answer.
“Have you made up your mind?”
“Bulkessor will protect me for three thousand years.”
Aurel said this with a smile.
Completely unaware that they have lost their personality and only have their strength and essence left, they have become the targets of their brothers.
“Three thousand years are too short... He still needs to face Malthael if he wants to succeed.”
I was a little hesitant because of the Prius.
He trusted Bulkesso, but he didn't think this would be something that could be accomplished in a short time.
I'm afraid Malthael's thoughts are still deep in his heart. The thought of power and elusiveness that surpasses the Great Demon God makes Iprius not ignore Malthael, his brother.
“Malthael is very smart, and smart guys are not determined to give in. They always like to find more convenient ways.”
Because the Prius has a lot to say.
But it doesn’t seem like I feel very confident.
Even the archangels couldn't understand Malthael's thoughts. They could only confirm that as long as that guy took action, that would be the moment he thought was closest to success!
Too dangerous!
“Do we still have a choice now? Prius?”
Aurel muttered in a low voice, and the ribbon on her body swayed uneasily.
The moment hope and courage choose to become human, their future has already rested on Bulcaisel.
Helping Bulkesso become a being like the God of Creation as soon as possible is the most effective way for them to achieve their goals.
…
“Are we really going to do this?”
Natsubo held the jar in his hand and looked at the severed hand in front of him with some hesitation.
Sanya stood aside with her head bowed and said nothing.
As the strongest barbarian in the world, she cannot accept using this method to awaken the original ancestors.
The will of the ancestors only stayed on the holy mountain, even though the powerful power in this arm gave her the opportunity to stand in front of Malthael like Rathma.
Sanya still feels conflicted inside.
“We have no choice anymore!”
Li Min coughed and her body continued to tremble.
Vera on one side struggled to stand up and began to check her weapons and equipment.
“I reserve my own opinion.”
Karasim whispered.
He has a lot of doubts about the threat from Malthael.
If the archangel wanted to kill them, he would not let them go so easily.
Many of the companions around him were seriously injured, but none of them were killed by Malthael.
Perhaps this is a conspiracy.
“I don’t think that the first generation of barbarian ancestors could match Bulcaisor at that time, and I even don’t think that I can’t defeat Malthael!”
Li Min suddenly shouted loudly.
In the previous battles, only Li Min had the strength to resist in front of Malthael.
But now Malthael is no longer the archangel who only possesses wisdom and death.
All the remaining angels and demons in this world have become his nourishment. Except for the Soul Reavers who were carefully cultivated by him, no angels still exist.
And there may be another demon.
The common mother of the Nephalem, Lilith!
So when Li Min faced Malthael, he suffered a heavy blow.
Various powerful powers are bred in that body, and Li Min even felt the smell of human beings from Malthael!
“That’s enough! That’s it! My will will not be lost to Bulkesso!”
Sanya shouted like a roar.
He cut his arm open with the dagger at his side, and blood dripped on the broken arm bit by bit!
Bursts of brilliance of life began to emerge.
All desolation has turned into life, but it is fleeting.
At this time, Nazebo staggered up to him and tipped the earthen jar in his hand.
The blue viscous liquid followed Sonya's blood and connected her to the arm.
“From now on, the souls of your ancestors will be with you, and your will will guide the power of your ancestors!
Sanya, shout out the name you want to shout, say your declaration, from now on, your souls are connected!
From now on, your blood is connected!"
Natsubo's hoarse voice came out, and waves of strange fluctuations began to spread around.
“Bulkessor! Protect me!”
Sanya let out a loud roar!
That arm turned into a pool of plasma and wrapped around Sonya's body!
The blue liquid followed closely behind it and penetrated into Sonya's mouth, nose, ears and eyes!
“Another sacrifice!”
Karasim clenched his fists, and the light of the mantra under his feet continued to expand!
Sanya chose a different path from Bulkesso!
Burkeso divides himself and becomes the strongest in the battle!
Sanya chose to add other beings to herself, using two completely different powers to face a more powerful opponent!
No one can say for sure the pros and cons of the two at this time.
After all, these two roads are the roads where you pay first and you will get rewards!
And Malthael, who was fighting Rathma, finally burst into bursts of laughter!
“It’s great to finally do this!”
Mathael’s sudden words made Rathma become serious.
Only he himself can know the calculations of the master, and there is no way to detect even the slightest trace of the fates controlled by Rathma that are insignificant in front of Malthael.
“I will delay you until mother comes!”
Rasma's declaration made the desolation on the ground intensify in an instant!
In the icy frozen soil, strong skeletons crawled out of the ground, carrying a chill that seemed to freeze their souls!
One of the skeletons appears stronger than the others!
It is also more impressive!
“Kanai~ It really surprised me!”
Mathael said as he looked at the skeleton.
The sickle in his hand cut Rasma's throat mercilessly, but Rasma turned into a pool of blood in an instant!
“Rasma, blood is the currency of the soul, when are you going to lick the blood from the ground like a hyena from under my feet?”
Matha'il didn't care how Rathma would respond to his insult.
Now he is invincible!
“Unfortunately, I am a rich man and I have the final say over the coinage of my soul currency!
And you, are you still an archangel now?
Or should I say that you have become what you call an ‘incomparably despicable’ Nephalem!”
The skeletons next to Rathma are wearing pieces of armor!
That is the legend of Volusk!
Eternal King Set!
If there is anyone in this world that Warusk can willingly dedicate his legend and glory to, Kanai is definitely one of them!
How could a soulless skeleton reveal the full power of that noble barbarian elder?
And Rasma has her own way!
“My brother! Wake up! If you still think of me as your brother! If you still recognize our common mother!”
Rasma chanted in her mouth!
Mathael sped up his movements.
The Reaper of Souls in his hand blew towards Rathma's neck with the cold wind that killed everything!
“Bulkessor! my brother!”
Lasma’s final roar sounded, and Kanai’s skeleton finally moved!
Hold the Immortal King's gravel hammer in his hand and slam the Soul Reaper to the ground!
The mouth with only the skeleton left was creaking!
“Rasma! You must not have forgotten what I told you!”
The voice of the first ancestors!
The one who is called the Immortal King, the strongest and unstoppable ancestor!
He came to this world again through the corpses of his best descendants!
“Nothing unexpected! But even the dead souls cannot escape death!”
Mathael threatened, and his figure turned into a wisp of thin air and flew up.
The Reaper of Souls continued to sway and turned into starlight!
"ha!"
The battle cry of the first ancestors!
This environment is constantly in turmoil!
The ground keeps cracking!
The lava rushed out of the realm of the dead, rolling and turning the ground into a scene of doomsday!
“Mathail, we still have an account to settle!”
The gravel hammer was raised high, and the skeleton was shaking continuously behind it!
Death will come eventually, not now!
The shadow of an ancestor appeared behind the skeleton!
But there is no ancestor more ancient than Bulcasso!
The origin of barbarians in this world stands right here!
That phantom is the first ancestor, the oldest immortal king!
The glory in Bulcaisso’s name forges me!
The giant hammer was raised high, and the air began to turmoil!
The power of life is mixed with death in this place!
The two powers were blended together and became a complete blow of life authority!
"bring it on!"
Mathael dropped the Reaper of Souls in his hand and turned into stars from the video!
Raising his arms high like a giant holding up the sky, he shook Bulcasso's heavy hammer!
“Rasma! You do it too!”
The first ancestors roared angrily!
Rasma became excited with this war cry!
Brothers working together?
It’s been too long since I’ve experienced this!
It has been so long that Rasma has almost forgotten this feeling!
Skeletons all over the ground piled up onto Kanai's corpse, and the figure became even bigger in an instant!
Two heavy swords appeared in the hands of Bulcaisso's shadow, transforming into the Hammer of the Ancestors!
And this skill in the hands of the first generation was called Hammer of Self!
“Coax!”
A roar!
Mathael’s figure finally retreated for the first time in the battle!
The ground turned into nothingness, and traces of blood appeared in the mouth of Rathma, the necromancer!