On the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, some time has passed, and now Leah is wandering around a little bored.
It feels good to be reborn, but the new body is a little uncomfortable.
Perhaps because of the barbarian blood in her body, Leah felt that her accuracy in using crossbows was getting worse and worse.
Obviously, she was not very adaptable to the increasing strength of her body.
Thor and the others did not speak to Leah when they left, so Leah was still worried about the affairs of the Lord Skyhammer.
“Do you think humanity needs a savior, Matthew?”
Leah said to Matthew next to her.
Perhaps due to his talent, Matthew could easily win the favor of those women on the holy mountain of Harrogas.
Although they are not very close, there is nothing wrong with them being friends.
He just has such charm.
Matthew grabbed the killer monkey from its head and placed it on the ground aside.
From time to time, the killer monkey would lie on his head and look for lice, which made Matthew a little uncomfortable.
Perhaps the monkey's life of freedom has been restored, and the killer monkey has completely liberated its nature.
After all, this is a place where he doesn’t need to go looking for bad guys with a gun.
“We often say that some things have to be done by someone. But I don’t want a savior to exist at all.”
Matthew scratched his head.
When the killer monkey's paw scratched across, he felt like his hair was falling out.
“Why human affairs need the guidance of gods, I have never understood. Until Tyrell helped me escape from that nightmare.”
Leah tinkered with the crossbow and said something meaningful.
At that time, Leah had just taken over the work of studying the Demon King of Hell from the deceased Kane.
That time, because of the connection between her soul and Diavolo, she met the real Demon King of Hell.
I saw endless demons emerging from the ground and charging toward the world.
The hand that Tyrael stretched out was the warmest thing that Leah could feel for a long time.
“Okay, let’s just skip this topic.”
Matthew’s mouth twitched.
He felt that if this topic were continued, it might cause some conflicts.
The existence of God still only appears in legends in order for people to believe in it.
If a god is really standing in front of you, the feeling will always be a bit inexplicable and strange.
As he was talking, Rorschach wandered over.
Hand holding the hammer of judgment, it seemed that he was not very happy.
“Rorschach, have you received anything from Bulcaisel lately?”
Lea's somewhat unexpected look made Rorschach feel a little uncomfortable.
Having received such a thing as justice, he doesn’t know what to say.
“I got some things that are not worth mentioning, but I seem to have rested for too long.”
Rorschach said softly.
His stay on the Holy Mountain has been a bit long, so he plans to return to the human world to have a look.
Although he believes in things like the end of the world, he wants justice more.
Now he is justice, and justice can finally stand up for itself.
“Are you planning to go back to the city?”
Lea's voice was filled with excitement.
She has not yet wandered around the city after her resurrection.
She wants to open a tavern, which also requires choosing a location.
Before doing this, you must at least do some market research.
Matthew frowned when he heard this, and couldn't help but rub the monkey's head a little harder with his hand.
The killer monkey gave him a paw in dissatisfaction.
“Speaking of which, it seems that I haven’t appeared in my office for a long time. I hope my colleagues didn’t scold me.”
Matthew took over the conversation naturally.
He took off the medicine bottle and took a sip into his mouth.
The scar on my hand healed in a blink of an eye.
Rorschach glanced at Matthew, his expression a little cold.
He never likes to interact with too many people.
Even his friends, he hasn’t seen them for a long time.
“I plan to meet some of my friends first. As for where I will appear, I don’t want to tell you. So Leah, I won’t take you to visit the city.”
Rorschach said this with a very serious expression.
He heard a name from Wayne's mouth that made him a little unhappy.
A guy who calls himself a clown.
This always reminded him of his former partner, the guy who called himself a comedian.
Always with a smile that goes against his will, and an attitude that always mocks everything.
Laughter.
An old guy.
An old man who cannot tell when he will die.
When Rorschach heard Wayne talking about the clown, he always felt that this guy was somewhat similar to the comedian.
It’s just that the comedian doesn’t seem that crazy.
However, Rorschach believed that if the comedian was really crazy, he would not be any easier to deal with than the clown.
"I think your tavern can be opened next to the blacksmith shop in Bulcaisso. I will help you with things like taxes, and of course, documents and the like."
Matthew smiled.
Even if he is a lawyer, it is not very convenient for him to do this.
But it doesn’t matter, there is S.H.I.E.L.D.
SHIELD will take care of everything and eliminate a lot of resistance.
After all, the threat posed by powerful power is enough to make those officials who only care about money worry about it.
After hearing this, Leah was obviously a little happy.
But the smile quickly faded.
“I think Bulcasso may not have time to attend the opening of the tavern.”
Leah said very seriously.
Of course, Bulkesso is a little busy right now.
Although the barbarians have added Sonya as a powerful support, it is not enough.
Burkethal is trying to figure out how to resolve the conflict between Doctor Who and war.
Those two guys kept bickering, but they had reached an agreement on cooperation.
For example, going through the rift in time and space to their home planet.
It's just that they still lack the power of a Time Lord to complete their great idea.
Enclose Curry Fury in a node of time.
But now there is one person missing to help.
So they focused on Bulkesso who accepted the gift from the Time Lord.
At this time, in the Elder’s Temple, three people were discussing this matter in front of the rift in time and space.
“I told you, I don’t know how to use the power of time yet!
It’s very easy for me to chop off the enemy’s head, but it’s a bit difficult for me to save people. Not to mention doing things like sophisticated energy manipulation!”
Burkeso shouted loudly.
Of course he can achieve the level required by Doctor Who, but it is very frustrating and cannot be completely guaranteed.
This thing is different from forging.
Forging is something he is familiar with, and he almost never makes mistakes.
Even if he makes mistakes, he can easily make up for them.
But this time what he wants to do is not forging, but saving the lives of all people on a planet.
How do you do this?
Excessive force will be the horn of destruction, and poor control will completely destroy a planet.
He still plans to let professionals do this kind of professional work.
“Jordon Kule!”
Burkatho shouted the name of the ancient Nephalem ghost.
This guy is definitely a professional.
Mages are all professionals in handling this kind of matter!
If Li Min were here, it would be the best choice to let Li Min do this kind of thing.
"I'm here~" Jotun Kule bared his teeth and floated in the air with a weird smile on his face: "I heard your conversation, so you plan to let me deprive the power of time from you?"
Jordon Kule held Kanai's Magic Box in his hand and kept twisting it.
The magic box is emitting light, as if it is protesting against Jotun Kule.
Jotun Kule had a sarcastic smile as always, but his eyes were very serious.
He likes Bulkesso's approach.
Professional things must be done by professionals.
Let barbarians who fight roughly with body and rage finely manipulate energy? This is too dangerous.
Even Bulcaisuo couldn't let the storm and thunder generated by Whirlwind attack just one of the large groups of demons.
Because it’s not necessary.
So the savages never thought of doing this.
“I’m not good at this kind of thing, and this matter involves many lives.”
Burkeso said in a low voice, and then watched with wide eyes as Jotun Kule drew out his two swords.
The expression is a bit unkind.
Jotun Kule's brows twitched: "Are you threatening me?"
“Yes, if you dare to do anything unnecessary, I will have a good talk with you!”
Burkeso answered in the affirmative, but his voice seemed a little weak.
“You might as well let the mage named Gu Yi go. She is much more adaptable to time than I am. And that mage doesn’t seem to be on the list of people you are worried about.”
Zortun Kule laughed like an owl.
Burkeso was silent for a moment.
It is true that the Ancient One is not that powerful than Zoltunkule.
And she doesn’t have the unabashed ambition of Jotun Kule.
Bulkeso is actually not worried about how much trust the Ancient One can give.
If the person who bears the consequences is Bulkesso himself, then he will not hesitate to believe his friend.
But if something like this happens unexpectedly, the price paid may be the life of an entire planet.
This silence did not last long.
Bulcaisso turned his attention to the two Time Lords.
"You guys make the decision! Jotun Kule has the ability to do what you need without making the slightest mistake. And he is forced by my existence and will not let this kind of thing fail!"
Burkeso paused after saying this, seeming to be thinking.
As long as Jotun Kule still wants to make the Nephalem stand higher than angels and demons and become superior to humans, then he will not break up and cause any accidents at this time.
Jordon Kule needs Bulkesso to be on the same side as him.
What Bulkesso is worried about is whether Jotun Kule will use the power of time to return his state to thousands of years ago!
A living Jotun Kule, although at that time Bulkesso did not think that he would be unable to defeat him.
But that is bound to cause quite a stir.
Jotun Kule knows how to assess the situation. If he does something, it means that this guy has new ideas.
For savages, thinking too much is a very troublesome thing.
Making decisions is not something they like to do.
Instead of asking them what to do, it would be more convenient to just tell them "where to go and whom to kill".
It’s just that Bulcaisel can only think about it now.
“Of course, there is Ancient One. I will let her bring the Time Stone to help you. The name of the Supreme Mage should not be unfamiliar to you.
She will do the best she can.
If you are still not at ease, I can appear there together to supervise the person you choose."
Burkeso was a little embarrassed when he said this.
He always felt like these words were nonsense.
A sincere explanation cannot change the fact that these words are somewhat fucked up.
“Young man, I don’t think you need to worry too much about this. Just as you believe in your friends, I also believe in my friends.”
War said so.
The title "young man" made Bulquesso a little uncomfortable.
But it seems normal when I think about it.
The lifespan of a Time Lord is an unsolvable answer.
After all, as a child of time, Doctor Who’s memories before becoming a Time Lord have been wiped clean.
Even he himself doesn’t know how long he has lived or how long he has existed.
"You are our friend, so we will trust your judgment." Doctor Who straightened his bow tie and took over the conversation: "Mr. Zoldunkuller, I'll leave it to you."
Jotun Kule let out a series of strange laughter.
Then the soul solidified and almost turned into a physical entity and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
“Smart move, I chose Bulcaisel because he doesn’t hide his ideas.
After all, I don’t want my collaborators to hide anything dangerous before my goal is achieved.”
Jotun Kule grabbed Bulcaisuo's arm and summoned a gust of wind and sand, turning it into a somewhat illusory sharp blade.
He cut a wound on Bulcaisel's hand and directed the blood at Kanai's Box.
Burkeso just frowned and said nothing more.
“The power and rules of Kanai’s Box will be copied through your blood. Of course, it can only be used once. In this way, you don’t have to worry.”
Jotun Kule has a rare free and easy temperament.
At this time, he truly had the magnanimity of being the top mage in the history of Sanctuary!
In order to study the powerful secret of Jotun Kule, the demon did not hesitate to use his flesh and blood to create a great demon like the Sand Shaper.
But there is always only one Jotun Kule!
“I gotta say, you’re really cool, Mr. Zoldunkuller.”
Doctor Who bowed slightly and saluted.
The complicated emotions from before were also let go.
Jordon Kule looked at Bulcaisuo in front of him and said: "I will take Gu Yi there with me. You give her the time stone, and I will guide the mage to learn the consciousness that a mage should have.
The mages in this world seem to be a little worse than me. This is the first time I know that using spells will affect the body."
Zortun Kule made disdainful remarks about the mages of this world.
That aloof pride has spread through his body.
The mages in this world are not weak, and the use of energy in that method of casting spells cannot be said to be bad.
In fact, the utilization rate is quite high and it is also very powerful.
But this is a difference caused by the differences in the world.
For mages in this world, the purpose of spells is not as simple as killing the opponent.
The mages of this world use magic to explore the truth and thereby understand the world.
And Jotun Kule and the others use truth to manipulate magic!
The tools for searching for truth cause trouble to users, but they are unwilling to give up this convenient tool.
As for the mage in Sanctuary, it was through the power of truth that the profession of mage was born.
Burkasso looked at Jotun Kule and put away the two swords in his hands.
"If you can accept it, I will use things like forgotten souls to forge a body for you, so that you may be able to live a little more comfortably."
Burkeso's face was expressionless.
But this was a rare moment of resignation for him.
Jotun Kule is a guy worth trusting.
At least in previous contacts, Jotun Kule had not deceived the Nephalem.
If it weren't for his acrimonious sarcasm, he should be a guy worthy of respect as a leader.
“Such a great artifact, I actually use it to do this!? Bulcasso, you owe me a favor~”
Jotun Kule’s supplementary explanation made Bulkesso feel a little sour.