The name of Doctor Who, an unknown thing.
 Even if someone actually called his name, it would be difficult to understand.
 His name represents a long chain of secrets.
"Just call me doctor. Don't go into details. Just promise me."
 As Eleventh Ren said this, the smile on his face disappeared.
 There are too many damn things going on.
“I’m not helping you for nothing.”
Burkeso said with a frown, but he looked very calm at this time, with no fluctuations in emotional changes showing.
“We know that you want to know time, and knowledge. For... Genesis?”
The Ninth Doctor opened his eyes wide and looked at Bulcaisel.
 His tone was serious and he was not joking.
“Let me say this, power is only one aspect of creation. Knowledge is only another aspect, and neither can be the pillar of this great goal.
 Unless you have other ideas, collecting rules everywhere will only allow you to improve your world, not create it.
 If you ask us the answer to such a question, we won’t be able to give it.”
 Zhan Zhan sat on the steps, his face as sad as a rotten persimmon.
“Haha! Bul-Katho, I don’t care what you do. As long as the Nephalem standing at the top is enough.
 I don’t care how great your dream is, because before you realize your dream, my dream will be realized!”
Jotun Kule tried to interrupt the topic. He stared at the war with his eyes wide open.
Jordon Kule tried to prevent the topic from continuing.
He likes this sentence: "A goal of 100 points is also 60 points if you pass, and a goal of 60 points means failure."
This ancient nephalem ghost doesn't care how grand Bul-Katho's goals are, he just wants Bul-Katho's goals to be far beyond his own goals.
 He is the passing line.
“Creating the world and saving the world are not the same thing.”
 Gu Yi, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly.
 She looked more relaxed at this time than before.
Perhaps knowledge can help a mage completely reborn.
 “So what? I’ll just do it.”
Burkeso said this, but there seemed to be a lot more to say in this sentence, but he did not continue.
Countless strong men have appeared in the Nephalem, and countless of them have touched the threshold of becoming gods.
 But ultimately God is still unknown.
 “Knowledge is summed up, and summarizing these requires wisdom.”
Eleven said this, and then patted the Tenth Doctor on the side.
“In addition, exploring the unknown also requires wisdom. Only wisdom can accumulate knowledge. The difficulty of learning and creation is not equal.
 I don’t have to leave this time, right?”
The Tenth Doctor said this.
 Obviously he is still very sensitive to the topic of "leaving".
 For Doctor Who, the difference between being reborn once and disappearing after death is not small.
 After rebirth, even the taste will change.
 I really hope that among the future Ph.D.s, there won’t be those who like heavy food.
“Wisdom covers its thoughts with death, but it doesn’t matter, I will get wisdom! Because I am power!”
Burkeso interrupted the conversation rudely.
 Mathael has suffered the loss of strength long ago.
 Perhaps barbarians are the nemesis of wisdom?
Countless years have passed since the first generation Bulcaisel gave Malthael, who was still wise at the time, a rebirth, but brute force can turn wise words into cries of pain during an interview.
It's still passed down.
 Facing each other, the one with the bigger fist makes a louder sound.
 “Get ready now, we are about to block Curry Furey.”
Zhan Zhan said this, and suddenly his eyes widened!
“Don’t you guys have your own TARDIS?”
 The War Doctor roared like this.
 He finally noticed that although there were four Doctors staying together, there was only one TARDIS.
“You have to contact the Time Lords above Curry Fury first, and then contact us through them who are still in our respective timelines. We are just here to take a look and prepare to welcome a new life.”
The Ninth Doctor fiddled with his own ears and said, the old man made naughty movements and looked a little uncomfortable.
 “I don’t even want this to end when I see you!”
 The War Doctor said this.
He doesn't like the eardrums. When he thinks that his mission is to end the war, and after the war is over, he will be reborn. It's a bit fucked to think that he will have such an obvious pair of eared ears in the future.
“Maybe, but you won’t necessarily disappear.”
 The Tenth Doctor said with some stumbling.
 In passing, he pointed at himself.
 They still exist because Dr. War drank the blood of the Angel of Destiny, so how can War be exempted?
“No, I will disappear. This is my choice. The war took away everything from me, and I took away everything from others.
 The end includes me!”
Doctor War suddenly stood up straight and spoke in a tone as firm as a mountain.
 He has no idea of ​​remaining in this world and no corresponding desire to survive.
 The end must end with him!
 …
On the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, Madoc looked at Luke and Jessica standing there, with some inexplicable melancholy on their faces.
To be honest, melancholy is not a very suitable mood for Maddock.
 After all, the expression on that face that could not be described as handsome at all made it look like a rotten watermelon that had been run over by a dump truck.
 It’s still the kind with long hair.
"I have prepared a trial for you. It depends on whether you are willing to do it or not."
Maddock said hesitantly, but his hesitation seemed a little deliberate.
 What he prepared was a secret, for which he did not even tell the other two of the three ancestors.
 This is an adventure, and this adventure can only be taken when Bulcaisel is not on the sacred mountain of Harrogath.
 Now is probably the only chance.
The Immortal King is the patriarch of the barbarians, but there are times when he can't take care of it.
 Just thinking of a way to get Bulcasso to leave the Holy Mountain already made him very anxious.
 Worusk will no longer appear, and Reiko and Sonya are not on the Holy Mountain.
To be honest, when Sonya suddenly arrived, Maddock thought that he had no chance to start this adventure.
 Fortunately, Sonya won’t appear here for the time being.
To be continued...