"Let's talk about how to deal with Craig first, monk? I haven't seen him for a while."
Jordon Kule was spinning in mid-air while speaking at the top of his voice, holding Kanai's Magic Box in his hand and playing with it.
Kanai’s Magic Box is exuding a round luster, which may be inextricably linked to Zortun Kule.
After all, this thing took away the lifespan of an ancient Nephalem.
“With whose blood?”
Burkaiso glared at Jotun Kule and said casually.
The old man named Zhan was watching what was happening here with an interesting expression, but his eyes did not glance at the bag on Bulcaisel's waist.
The power of the Time Stone is very familiar to a Time Lord.
This thing is purer than the energy source of the TARDIS.
"Johanna is definitely indispensable, but should I use yours or Leiko's for the other one? Or Sonya, whose bloodline is closest to the first generation ancestor? Gagaga~"
Jotun Kule's irritating little voice kept ringing all the time, causing several people present to frown.
“Sanya is starting to get stronger, but this is not necessarily a good thing.”
Burkeso said with some distress, he pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand.
“The first generation ancestor believed in Lilith more. Who knows when he will appear in Sonya’s body. Do you dare to bet on this kind of thing?”
“That’s not my problem. As much as I want the nephalem to be above everything else, Lilith is a demon.
I don’t want demons to stand above humans, not even Lilith, the Nephalem’s mother!”
Zortun Kule put his hand into Kanai's Box, and a breeze rose around him.
Diavolo and Baal are both her uncles. Maybe this guy will think from the devil's perspective.
But if you calculate it this way, the archangel and the devil have become relatives.
Inaris and the Archangels can also be considered brothers. In this way, the Demon God of Hell becomes the elder of the Archangels?
Jotun Kule took out his hand from the magic box and held a gem in his hand. The bursts of power on it were showing his existence to everyone present.
“The gem of freedom?”
Burkeso read out the name of the gem, then put his hand into his backpack and rummaged around.
That gem looks somewhat similar to the one he upgraded.
Although it is not the original legendary gem, this gem can no longer be upgraded. Compared with the original legendary gem, its power is just a little behind.
“Don’t look for it, it’s yours.
This thing is called Freedom, so it has the ability to allow Craig to use the power of his previous life when necessary. Isn’t that a good thing? Gagaaaa~"
After hearing this, Bulcaisel's eyelids jumped, and the glory of the Oath Keepers appeared in his hands, as if he was about to knock the thief to death on the ground in the next moment.
Jotun Kule threw the free gem in his hand directly to Craig before Bulcaisel made a move towards him, and the gem emitted a dazzling light.
Then the gem fell out again and turned into a tall figure with a stooped body and a mask.
“Natsubo!?”
Burkeso stood up directly and walked to Nazebo's figure.
“Oh, fate always points to an uncertain ending, I guess I will find you here.”
Natsubo turned his head and looked at his surroundings.
By the way, he nodded in the direction of Johanna.
The soul-eater he had left in Karashim's body previously allowed his will to emerge with the help of the Freedom Stone.
“Okay, man. I have to tell you what’s going on here, otherwise you might be surprised when you meet them!”
Natsubo sat cross-legged on the ground, looking like a giant frog.
The bulging belly can prove that his appearance of weight loss is not due to poor food.
It is just some damage to the body caused by excessive exposure to toxins and the soul.
…
The meeting between Malthael and Lilith was certainly not going to be harmonious.
After all, one is an archangel and the other is a demon.
“Mathael, you would think of waking me up~”
Lilith’s voice is not unpleasant, and even has a strange charm.
It's just that her consciousness doesn't seem to be very clear yet. Facing Malthael, she is still aloof.
This is natural.
If anyone has ever been the undisputed king of Sanctuary, her name must be written at the top.
He led his group of children to kill almost all the demons and angels who stayed here.
Even Inaris chose to retreat when facing Lilith.
It just has little to do with her strength.
It’s because those first generation Nephalem were powerful enough to be called gods.
“I want knowledge, what do you think?”
Malthael's words made Lilith frown, and the horns on her head that revealed the ferocious beauty flashed with light.
"I will not surrender to you. Neither you nor they deserve my surrender."
Lilith said seriously.
Then he gently lifted Rasma up from the ground.
“You” refers to the archangels, and “they” refers to the demon kings of hell.
Lilith is a bit arrogant.
“What do you want from me? Tell me directly! Otherwise Rasma and I will make you suffer.”
Lilith's body finally had an aura of emotion, and she took a step in the direction of Malthael.
He casually summoned the corpse belonging to Kanai hanging on the stone pillar next to him.
There was a flash of dark light, and flesh and blood appeared on the corpse.
A large part of the authority of creation has been found by Lilith.
After all, when everyone was exploring creation, only she truly gave birth to life.
That is not a creation, but a miracle of life.
With the help of this incomplete creation, it is still possible to provide a body for one's own son.
“Bulkess, come back, come back to me. I won’t be as stubborn as your father, because knowledge is always enlightened~”
Lilith was mumbling words.
As skin and flesh began to grow on Kanai's corpse, and the moment his heart began to beat, a mutilated soul broke away from Lilith's body and rushed into Kanai's body.
“Ho! Rasma, you actually fucked me!”
The roar of the first-generation Bulcaiso did not continue, and his body was controlled by Lilith and Rathma.
Lilith took possession of his incomplete soul that was sacrificed.
And the corpse is in Rasma’s control!
“Brother, your attitude is not very good when facing your mother.”
Rasma whispered, and the ground was immediately enveloped by a cold breath.
The Realm of the Dead appears again, and Rathma doesn't mind a battle with the first generation Bulkatho.
The skeletons are climbing towards the ground little by little, and those faint green lights seem to turn into skeleton archers, skeleton warlocks and the like at any time.
“xia!”
A war cry broke out from the mouth of the first-generation Bulcaisu, and a broken battle ax appeared in his hand, and he threw it heavily towards Rathma in front of him!
The first generation of Bulcasio had a more violent temper than the later one.
After Vasily parted ways with him, no one could make him restrain himself.
Even in front of Lilith, it is the same.
“How dare you make a mistake in front of Our Lady of Grace?” Rasma said sinisterly.
Then his palms clenched against the first-generation Bulcaisos, and the bones in the corpses made bursts of deformation sounds!
Kanai's body fell into his hands, how could he not do anything with it?
Irregular bone spurs rushed out of the new body, pinning the figure of the first generation Bulkeso to the spot!
Lilith frowned, then looked at Malthael to the side with a pair of cold and deep eyes.
“Ka~Kacha!”
The sound of bones breaking!
Following this was the roar of an ax piercing the air.
It hit Rasma like a meteorite!
Mathael placed the Reaper of Souls on his waist and clapped his hands.
“Wonderful, how did you ask Inaris to avoid it at that time? Or did he choose to avoid it and make it possible for you?”
Mathael smiled, his voice shrill.
The air suddenly became stagnant, and a mysterious aura suddenly descended.
“Inaris, what words did you leave behind to say to us?
Or, have you already left your wife a proper path?"
Mathael said without any care.
Fate did not follow Bulkesso and the others to a new world.
But this world is not something that can be protected by a hard-working destiny.
Wisdom, knowledge, destiny, and a little incomplete life.
These are the only rules that can still be found in this world.
Various other rules either do not yet have their own consciousness, or the masters are still hiding their existence.
Even if these rules work together, they cannot prevent the destruction of the world.
Even continuing the existence of the world is a bit difficult.
“Buzz~”
The sound of vibrations in the air.
Like a whisper of fate, but more like an accident.
In a corner that is difficult to observe, a little spider is observing everything here and trying hard to remember.
Spiders do not have very complex intelligence.
So it escaped the observation of Malthael, the holder of wisdom and authority.
But there is a witch doctor’s soul inside the spider!
Escape from the boundary between life and death is not only good at necromancers, witch doctor Nazebo is also a leader!
“You are a devil, but you know how to love. It is a miracle, Lilith.”
Mathail said calmly.
The Reaper of Souls is in his hand again!
“However, wisdom needs to be combined with knowledge to create the world! So is there anything else you want to say to me now?”
Mathael took a step forward to meet Lilith.
And Rasma’s face looked a little ugly.
It's all because Malthael's words seem to be a bit ambiguous.
Good guy, in front of the two first-generation Nephalem, he said that he wanted to merge with their mother.
These words do not seem to come from the mouth of wisdom at all, they are almost mentally retarded.
“Buzz!!!”
The vibrations in the air became more and more intense.
By the way, Inarius’s possible consciousness is also here...
Does this count as a face-to-face NTR declaration?
“I X you X!”
The first-generation Bulcaisel made a fierce sound like exploding beans, and a fist hit Malthael directly!
Even though the body of the original Bul-Katho was controlled by Rathma, it could not stop his violent temper.
The first generation of Bulcaisuo was furious and ignored the consequences!
Because he only represents himself and does not need to consider the existence of "compatriots", "fellow race", and the like.
Without Vasily, the first generation of Bulkesso was unstoppable.
“Child, stop!”
Lilith said lightly when she saw the fist of the first-generation Bulqessor smashing into Malthael's face.
The next moment, the body that exuded strange beauty appeared in front of Malthael, and pressed Malthael's wrists with both hands, keeping the pair of Soul Reaper in place.
Mathael's movements were a little slow, because the fate that was coming was also blocking him.
“I need your authority, your presence. And now, even if Inarius is here, there is no way he can stop me from getting what I want.
Wisdom tells me that there is no need for intrigue when I can get what I want with my strength!”
Mathael's hand was still raised, and the Reaper of Souls crossed Lilith's arm, and the scarlet blood was dripping little by little.
At this time, Rasma let go of her control over her brother, and began to use her own power to increase the physical strength of the first-generation Bulkatho!
At this time, there is almost no difference from when they followed Lilith to kill other angels and demons.
It’s just that there are fewer people around me.
“Lilith, you love your children very much, don’t you? In order for them to live freely in Sanctuary, you want abundant resources, even at the expense of killing the children of other angels and demons.
It's just that your children won't understand your selfish love. Although it is called great, you still block the way."
Mathael's body became illusory, and the barbarian's fist passed through his body, and then he was saturated with the breath of death.
The bone spurs shot by Rathma landed on his body, making bursts of tearing noises.
But it didn’t hurt him in the end.
“Lack of wisdom, you will only search for a possible way of action in the endless ocean of knowledge, and you are simply unable to distinguish what is the best choice.
Without fate to advise you, why do you have to fight against me? And what qualifications do you have to reject me?"
“By this!”
Li Min’s sweet drink!
A black hole, carrying rules like destruction, slammed down on Malthael's back.
The figure of this angel of wisdom was staggered.
And fangs made of dark green poison appeared in Rathma's hand, and they were poured directly into Malthael's mouth!
A flying knife flew from the darkness with lightning on it!
Natsubo is relaying what happened here with his friends.
When Rathma opened the Realm of the Dead, they began to push in.
After Nazebo used countless souls as sacrifices, wisdom was blocked from observing those who possess wisdom!
They had no hope of killing Malthael with this blow.
But as long as Rathma and Lilith escape, it will be considered as completing part of the plan.
It would be even more of a surprise if Malthael could be seriously injured enough.
Only Nazebo still had some remaining strength, and it was this remaining strength that allowed the Soul Eater he left behind to contact Bulcaisuo with the help of the power of the Freedom Stone!
…
“Now, you are fighting Malthael?”
Johanna asked urgently, as if she wanted to go back and fight Malthael to the death.
Burkeso grasped the handles of the two knives and was not very calm.
“Yes, but we are not sure whether we should escape immediately.”
Natsubo said this.
Then he took a deep look at Bulcasso and said: "Bulkasso, the other half of your soul is already ready to go. I really hope you can be complete soon..."
“Stop it, you’re going to face Diavolo now that he’s whole?”
Jotun Kule continued to smile like a duck.
“Diablo has already been defeated once, so there is no need to be so cautious with him, especially now that he is not a great demon.”
Nazibo looked at Jotun Kule and smiled strangely.
“We have no way to go back now, even if we have found your breath, but how can we pass through the barriers of the world?”
Johanna said with some distress.
What she values most now is her friends.
The previous crack flashed through Bulcaisso's mind.
Now he wanted to ask how this crack was created and see if he could blast a way back.
Burkeso, who has many powers gathered into one body, does not think that he will be unable to face Malthael now.
So the angry breath pressed against the old man named War.