Rather than waiting for the result of recalling Leoric, who knows when, it is more realistic to be able to save Sonya right before our eyes.
The two original legendary gems are rare things, and saving Sonya almost means that Leoric will only appear in those secret realms transformed by memories.
So what to do?
Wait for an unknown result, or save the current clan members.
No matter how difficult the decision is, there is still a time to make a choice.
His choice is to save Sonya.
That kind of blood damage is not easy, but it's not so eye-catching either.
The only price is Leoric's chance to recover.
"As you wish. But I still want to ask, Sonya, do you want to be a Bull? Bucks are never very lively.
Especially since Bulcaisel himself is not very talkative."
Leiko said with a smile.
The arm that gripped Bulcasso's wrist suddenly exerted force!
This time Leiko used all her strength, and the strength of the bull's strong limbs and body converged at one point. This time she finally made Bulcasso's hand turn a little bit with the dagger.
Bulls are good at this concentrated fighting style. Although it is not a secret, it can indeed be described as Bull's style.
Bulqueso cannot be weakened too much, this is the consensus of all the first renters.
When Bulkesso's will cannot be changed, they will not stop Bulkesso from doing anything harmful to him.
But we will do our best to keep the situation under control.
"I don't need it! Stay away from me! Stay away!"
Sonya's voice was like a wheezing bellows.
She raised her hand with some difficulty, looking at the jar in Bulcasso's hand, she wanted to refuse.
As long as Bulcasso drinks the blood in this jar, the released power and the power of the two legendary gems will converge on him.
Sonya cannot accept Bulcasso's kindness.
This is also because she has not yet reacted to the fact that Bulcasso became the Immortal King.
After all, saving his people has always been one of the responsibilities of the Immortal King.
But now, there are really only three pure barbarians alive.
"What secrets does this seemingly wild civilization have?"
The old guy called War gritted his teeth and said.
He is not a barbarian, and he will not follow some of the traditions of barbarians.
As a member of a highly civilized country, he did not quite understand what Bulkesso and the others were arguing about.
Chasing the souls of the ancestors just now was also a difficult task for this old guy whose physical fitness was not much different from that of ordinary people.
Especially when he was an old man, his physical fitness was really incomparable to that of a barbarian.
As the war began, the ancestors' attention was once again mobilized.
A pair of eyes as big as copper bells stared at him, a bit like children listening in class.
Bulkesso ignored him, saving Sonya was the most important thing now.
He grabbed Leiko's arm with his backhand, and then handed the earthen jar in his hand to Leiko without any deep meaning.
"The rest will be left to you."
Bulcasso gave Leiko a hard look.
What she did was a little over the top.
"You want me to pour all the blood and legends in this jar onto Sonya's wound?"
Leiko forced a smile, and then took the earthen jar from Bulcasso's hand.
Bulcasso is not worried about Leiko destroying these things. After all, Leiko has no point in standing on other existential standpoints.
Bulcasso heard this and glanced at Leiko.
"I'll leave the rest to you. I feel like I need to find someone to ask."
After saying this, Bulcasso placed the jar in his hand directly on Sonya's body.
Since Leiko doesn’t plan to do this, let’s just do it!
Sonya will recover, this was already doomed when Bulkesso made her choice.
If fate had other ideas, it would be better to stand in front of Bulcaisel as an enemy.
On the other hand, Bulcasso would not ask about the identity of the enemy.
As long as an enemy appears, he doesn't care much about what the enemy is.
…
At this time, SHIELD was still in chaos.
The battle between Kingpin and Anderson had just reached its peak.
The angel's spear kept colliding with that damn heavenly hammer, making a jingling sound like walking into a blacksmith's shop.
At this time, the only people who could join the battle were Rumlow and Steve, so the battle didn't seem too chaotic yet.
After getting the green light ring, Hill was knocked to the ground heavily by Kingpin in a brief collision.
Now I am trying hard to stand up.
Without anyone's guidance, it is really difficult to become stronger.
Especially since she has not had this power for a long time.
So when it comes to fighting, you still have to pay a little attention to your ability.
"What the hell are angels?"
Kingpin roared loudly, and at the same time smashed the spear in Anderson's hand to the ground with a hammer, and then hit Anderson's chest with his strong body.
Even though the angel's armor is wrapped with holy flames, it can't stop a determined guy from pursuing the chance of victory.
Kingpin's determination is somewhat difficult for ordinary people to understand.
After all, not many people can be as self-disciplined as a 007 worker after becoming a mafia emperor.
Kingpin knows very well how he got everything, so he works hard to become stronger every moment.
In his line of work, failure only means death.
And there really is no one I can trust and trust.
"I don't care what he does, but you damn guy is nothing!"
Rumlow grasped the giant hammer in his hand and hit Kingpin's round head like a pile driver.
All the muscles in his body were trembling, and it was obvious that he was about to reach the limit of his body.
Rumlow was tired and wanted a quick victory.
Under the request of an enemy who had nothing to do with Hydra, Rumlow even wanted to go to bed.
"Angels may be the existence we can see in the darkness and place our trust in, but Akarat is above!"
Steve told a Crusader joke and hit Kingpin's calf bone hard with the shield in his hand.
This was a good opportunity. Because Kingpin was making an impact, one of his retreats was within Steve's attack range.
The newly born Crusaders are quite good at fighting, and at least some of their basic combat movements have not been deformed at all.
The impact of changing a shield on him was not as great as expected, especially since he had received some guidance from Kalju not long ago.
The Crusader Shield is pretty useful, at least it's big enough.
It can be more conveniently used to chop off toes, and there is no need to bunch up like a hedgehog when charging.
The Crusader's shield is large enough, and the area to resist attacks must be larger.
It just seems a little cumbersome when moving.
"Why would a guy like you come to SHIELD to fight? What's the purpose?"
Hill collapsed on the ground and asked feebly.
The intensity of the battle was too high, and her purity was too low.
All I can do at this time is quietly explore the news so that I can think about the next thing.
No matter how you look at it, Kingpin, a gang leader, should not attack S.H.I.E.L.D.
Even if he was being hunted by an angel, he had no reason to seek help from SHIELD.
So Hill's head was almost mixed with flour and water.
"You know nothing!"
Kingpin roared, and you could see the bulging blood vessels on his head.
His strong arms were still burned by the holy flames, and he threw them out behind him.
The moment it hit Steve's shield, there was a breaking sound.
Steve was pushed back for a long distance by Kingpin's powerful force, but his retreat also showed that Kingpin's calf suffered greater damage!
Taking advantage of the reaction force of this blow, Kingpin moved a little ahead, and then Rumlow's hammer landed on Kingpin's back, making a muffled sound.
No one present could figure out what stimulated Kingpin. But his state had changed somewhat.
"I have my life, but I have never been treated favorably by you in my life!"
Kingpin roared angrily, raised his hammer, and pressed the hammer head against Anderson's throat in an ugly posture.
It's just that the blunt choke had little effect on Anderson, so the spear in Anderson's hand passed through Kingpin's shoulder!
Courage has no mercy for fear, and the reverse is also true.
So Kingpin also drove his spear through Anderson's side.
"Angels are nothing, they just protect ourselves."
Anderson's voice came out from under the helmet burning with holy flames, and it was a little cold.
He stood up straight and kicked Jin Bin in the lower abdomen, but there was nothing gained except a burning footprint.
Angels for humans?
This is not very realistic.
After all, archangels have their own purposes, and they are not as noble as people think.
Anderson is just looking for peace of mind, especially when he has become the original spiritual sustenance.
Find something to do to stop your thoughts.
The normal personnel of SHIELD were already being evacuated, and the building seemed a little too quiet.
In the lounge on this floor, Auriel and Imprius were holding a cup of coffee and drinking.
"A madman?"
Inprius asked as he looked at Kingpin's attack as if he had lost his mind.
With a smile on his face.
He was quite satisfied with Anderson's performance.
After all, there are not many people who are full of courage all the time.
Especially since Anderson has no responsibility.
"A smart man's humble way of survival, I said Anderson will not win."
Auriel took a deep sip from the straw and was burned.
It's never a good idea to sip hot drinks through a straw.
"The survival of a humble person. It's a pity that his courage has long been worn away by his evil deeds. Otherwise, he would still be a good candidate."
In Prius looked at Kingpin's struggle with some praise.
Facing the siege of Anderson, Rumlow and Steve, Kingpin behaved like a warrior.
It's just that this guy doesn't meet the premise of "noble".
Otherwise, Prius would not mind sending this soul to heaven as an exception.
The Burning Hell will not be silent willingly, this is normal.
"He is not. The two of us are no longer archangels. Guess who is sitting at the round table of the Parliament now?"
Auriel turned her wrist and looked at the time.
When women wear watches, some women like to place the dial on the inside of their wrist.
This is something Auriel learned on the street, saying that it can create a unique sense of mystery.
Human beings like to pursue novelty, and Auriel is trying these methods.
After all, she had been with Impris for too long, so long that she had lost all fresh experiences.
Auriel rejected the idea that Kingpin would become an angel, but became somewhat interested in the current situation of high heaven.
It's just a matter of choosing one of the two.
Tyrael or Itrael.
Auriel thought Tyrell had a better chance of staying there.
After all, Zhengyi is a very responsible guy.
"I think it's Israel. He has probably achieved his goal."
Because Prius picked up a sausage and ate it, his speech was a little slurred.
"That blue guy, I don't think he can outplay Israel. Reorganization and creation are not the same thing."
Impris said while chewing something in his mouth.
What she got in return was a blank look from Auriel.
Dr. Manhattan is not omnipotent.
The things he makes are never unknown.
That's composition and shaping, but it's not up to the level of creation.
Even if he has a higher level of nature.
But Israel is very good at persuading others. He has extremely strong affinity and the ability to tell lies.
The world's understanding of archangels is not very clear.
That's why they will be used forever.
Even if the true colors of the archangels are known, it will only happen after a long time.
"Are you going to go back up there yourself or send one of your representatives up there?"
Imprius glanced at the messy battle not far away and curled his lips.
Anderson's technique of using the spear was still a bit rough, and he frowned as he looked at it.
But there is no better pastime now, and there is no need for him to appear as a savior or something like that.
When Yizuer appeared, he had already harvested an excessive amount of faith. If he did it again at this time, it would be a bit deliberate.
No god will fulfill all the wishes of believers.
Not even parents can do this kind of thing.
They are not wish-making machines and will not respond to requests.
"That child can't go to the higher heaven yet. Isn't that why you stayed here with Anderson?"
Auriel smiled.
There is currently no place for them in the high-level heaven, so now is not the best time.
Although Israel is not as extreme as Malthael, balance is definitely more crazy than wisdom.