Among the ruins of Asgard, Diavolo stood up from this somewhat crude throne for the first time.
To say it is crude, it is better to say that it was corroded by Diavolo's demonic fire and turned into this pitted appearance.
 The body temperature of the Hell Demon King is already fatal enough.
At this time, the devil's posture made Diavolo feel the emotion of happiness. Even though he was not sure what emotion happiness was, he simply believed that this feeling was happiness!
 The body is trembling and the heart is beating violently!
Greed is about to burst out of his chest, and he can't wait any longer!
He has been silent for a long time, now it’s time to make some noise!
“Annihilation, you want my brother’s share of destruction, don’t you?”
Diavolo whispered, knowing Annihilation would hear him.
 The way Annihilation stared at Baal looked like a hyena preparing to hunt.
Greedy but timid!
 As Diavolo finished speaking, a clear figure appeared on the ground.
 Annihilation appeared in front of Diablo like a hound that was always on call.
Hold your head high, looking arrogant.
But Diavolo doesn’t care at all.
“So, you are going to help me kill your brother? I thought a guy like you would be more decisive in doing this.”
Annihilation finally appeared in this world in person, and he no longer worried that his brother called Eternity would suddenly appear here and drive him away.
 Eternity is fighting a fierce battle with the court of life, and he has no time to care about other things.
 “Sure, why not! Haha!”
Diavolo’s laughter was very generous, he had already made a decision!
 Barr can die and disappear, but he cannot die and is worthless!
Diavolo has something he can believe in, but it can’t be blood!
He only believes in strength, and only in which he is completely immersed in fear, and has no other thoughts about anything except fear!
Diavolo has not been idle during this period, and all those who are afraid will become his eyes.
 The appearance of the Plague King did not escape his sight!
Burkeso’s temporary departure was also known to him!
 Leiko and Imprius had a fight!
Sanya and Auriel obviously spent a lot of money!
 There is no better opportunity than this!
Hurry up and get yourself the first pot of gold in the world before Bulcaisel comes back!
Then spread fear better and make yourself invincible!
“You want to use my way to leave this place? I know what you are planning, but with your words alone, it is impossible to accomplish any trick in front of my eyes.”
Annihilation said slowly, looking at Diavolo with his eyes. There was only self-righteousness in his eyes.
Diavolo was not taken seriously by him.
  Winners will always habitually put themselves in a higher position when facing others. Even if the object of victory is not the person in front of them, they will not change their habits easily.
 This is called the "privilege" of the winner.
 The concept of "power" has been with Annihilation for a long time, and this power also blinded his eyes!
 As the winner of the world war, he certainly has the capital to be proud and arrogant.
 But this time he was not facing a high-ranking being who plotted against the "weak".
Rather, he is a demon god who has been fighting with equally strong men for countless years!
 The most powerful, the most gloomy, the most daunting fear!
“Of course, your strength is visible to the naked eye. Now it’s time for us to set off, if you don’t plan to face Bulcaisel.”
Diavolo had a ferocious smile on his face, and his ferocious and tall posture made Annihilation feel a little uncomfortable.
But he had no way of knowing Diavolo's contempt, nor did he understand what Diavolo's eyes filled with flames meant when he looked at him.
"bring it on!"
Annihilation said angrily and stretched out his hand towards Diavolo.
 Next they will rush to the burning hell!
 …
 In the kingdom of the dead, Death looked at Tyrael in front of him without saying a word.
Her body was curled up on the cold seat, her hands hanging feebly in the air.
She looks a little lazy, which gives her a kind of beauty that belongs to the category of "human".
 It’s just that Tyrell had no intention of paying attention to these things at this time.
Tyrell was sweating profusely as he looked at the picture in front of him, which was left by death. From this place, he could see any existence related to the concept of "death".
The picture is of a high-level heaven, where Israel is sitting at the table writing and drawing like a parchment scroll.
Tyriel can even feel the fanaticism in Israel!
"Tyrell, do you still exist? Although you are dead, you still exist!"
 Israel's voice came out, making Tyrael even more nervous.
Death said that the way of observation cannot be observed by anything other than "death", even if it is fate.
 Because whether it is life or death, these will be affected by death.
 Fate will only appear when the dust has settled!
"You have to know that even if you hand over the 'Archangel of Justice' to others, even if you think that the name of 'Justice' can be carried by others, as long as you are still called Tyrell, there will be a place for you in the higher heavens.
"
Ytherael could not know that Tyrael was watching him, it was impossible.
The power of death may not be able to completely crush the High-Order Heaven, but there is still no problem in hiding one's existence in front of the High-Order Heaven as a whole.
Tyriel turned his attention to his hands at this time, and finally understood what Israel used to determine his movements!
 The Glory of the Holy Feather!
  The divine weapon that has become the new pillar of the High Heaven!
Isreal has long made plans to use his body to hold up the crystal arch, but now, the sacred and majestic arch has not changed at all!
Based on this alone, Israel could guess that Tyrael had not disappeared yet.
 As for the time of the conversation, it doesn’t matter!
Israel has prepared a long list of speeches. As long as Tyrael pays attention to him, he will definitely hear the words he has prepared!
 “Why, brother!”
Tyrell said this in a loud voice that even disturbed Death.
Death gently raised his head, glanced at the conversation between Tyrell and Israel, and then turned over again so that he could curl up on the throne more comfortably.
 This is death, a lonely death!
 Death has no friends because the dead need to follow some established rules.
 The soul of the dead cannot stay with death for too long, so her friends cannot be dead people.
 There are not many ways for living people to see death. The simplest one will lead to the previous situation.
Tyrael knew that the other party could not hear his words, but on the other side of the screen, Israel raised his head as if he felt Tyrael's prying eyes.
This mysterious connection almost frightened Tyrell.
To be continued...