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518 Inarius' Choice!(1/3)

  It is indeed a bit unexpected that the Dream God still exists, but this is not a very important thing.
 The most important thing now is the confrontation between Bulcaisel and Infinity.
Perhaps this confrontation will soon turn into a fight, but that has not happened yet.
 “Have you decided on a way to die? Infinite!”
Burkeso glanced at the TARDIS while speaking, his eyes were a little complicated.
 It is ultimately unfair to harm one world for the sake of the continuation of another world.
 Unless there is a better option.
“Kill me? I never thought I would become a victim! Human being, I emphasize to you once again that there will be no good consequences for being an enemy of God!”
 No matter how hard you move, you won’t give in!
 The time and space gods around this world have also fallen into rage one by one!
 Although time has been captured by Kanai's Box at this time, it will still take some time before it can be completely turned into nutrients.
 This is the only shortcoming of Kanai's Cube.
 But those space-time Death Gods are the scavengers of time. From the moment they lose contact with time, losing control is inevitable!
“I think you can’t fight in front of us, this is not your territory!”
Tardis shouted impatiently, and her shouts gave the comatose Doctor Who signs of waking up.
It’s almost time for the Sons of Time to assume their responsibilities. When the existence called time dies, it will naturally be the Sons of Time’s turn to control these things.
The long experience and life in the past gave Doctor Who the preliminary qualifications to control the power of time.
Just like his original plan, contact himself in each time period, and then work together to stop everything in a closed loop!
Everything Doctor Who sees is doomed, but this is his first attempt at "seeing is believing"!
 He has such qualifications!
“Yes, if I had the choice, I wouldn’t want to fight in this place. Especially facing an existence that I can’t possibly keep my hands on.”
Burkeso twitched the corners of his lips and spoke firmly.
 No one can shake his will.
“Eternity has witnessed all this, and you have become our enemy from this moment on!”
Infinite said this, and the various rules that were constantly running appeared to have flaws for a moment!
 The injuries sustained in the previous war made her weak!
The battle may continue, but the more likely outcome is that she is defeated and becomes a part of Bul-Katho.
 Eternity is watching all this!
 But eternity is powerless!
 The court of life is still entangled with eternity!
 When infinity dies, then eternity will face two possibilities!
 One is to start to weaken due to the death of the other side of oneself, and the other is to create another self in one's own body and then get rid of the shackles!
 Whether it’s the former or the latter, it doesn’t matter now.
 Because death is already on their opposite side!
 At this time in the high-level heaven, the battle between Tyrael and Israel is almost over!
Isreal is holding Dr. Manhattan's body, his eyes full of divinity and radiating blue light are still the same.
 But the wings of light belonging to the archangel behind him had been shattered, leaving only a few shapeless light groups still shining behind him.
The parchment that was always in his hand also came into contact with the ground for the first time.
The parchment was slowly unfolded, and the parchment that made countless people curious about what was recorded in it rolled little by little in front of Yizuer and Tyrell, and then slowly unfolded!
Tyrrell doesn’t look to be doing well either.
 The authority of death and wisdom on his body seems a bit shaky.
 These powers are not something that comes from him after all.
 What else is left of Tyrael's body that is left behind by his own body?
 The authority of justice was given to Rorschach, and the power of the Archangel of Justice was taken away by Israel.
 The only thing about him that seemed to have been the name "Tyrell" had been with him since his birth.
The Glory of the Holy Feather, the long sword that symbolizes justice, was twisted into a sickle by the power of death!
 The honorable and benevolent heart becomes paranoid under the influence of wisdom.
 The smarter a person is, the more likely he is to become paranoid.
 Because not many smart people who choose to give up easily actually reach the top of wisdom.
 Wisdom is a kind of pride and trust in oneself.
It’s just that neither the wisdom nor death in Tyrael can make him understand the contents of that parchment!
“Tyriel, my brother, do you still not understand all this? Or has justice been wary of everything from the beginning?
When Prius prevents you from violating the iron law, beware that Prius will prevent you from being righteous.
 When Malthael left the High Heavens, were you worried that wisdom would reduce your persistence to nothing?
 Before the Nephalem have become powerful, are you worried that their mortal hearts will become their weaknesses?
Have you ever thought about why I exist?"
Ysreal said these words tremblingly, and Yizuer, who was standing aside, stood motionless like a wooden stake!
"Israel, I really wanted to call you 'brother', but you betrayed me! You betrayed justice!"
Tyrrell's state at this time was a little too manic.
 It is difficult to say whether this is because death overrides wisdom or because these two powers are simply given by others.
  Comparatively, when Malthael, as the Archangel of Wisdom, mastered death, he did not show such mania.
 Mathael has always been calm, even when facing things he doesn't want to face.
 “What is this, I need an answer!”
Tyriel took a few steps forward and stood in front of Israel!
 He looked down at the balanced archangel lying on the ground with a victor's attitude.
 The eyes under the hood were full of uneasiness.
 “What’s wrong? Didn’t you guess it a long time ago?
 Didn’t you guess it when I killed Kanai?
Didn’t you say when you fell into heaven that you would no longer be with me?
 Tyrael of Justice, Tyrael of Death, Tyrael of Wisdom! Now tell me about your great guess.
Disobeying the iron law is the root of depravity!
Having violated the iron law, how much better is your heart than the mortal heart of Bulcasso?
 The business of Israel is full of contempt!
Even though he fell at Tyrael's feet at this moment, even though he now had to raise his head with great effort to see Tyrael's face.
 But his posture at this time was more like the calmness of a winner.
As for Tyrell, he is just a hysterical tyrant!
“Destiny is the one who should be the archangel, and you usurped Inarius’s position from the beginning? From the moment we were born!?”
Tyrrell revealed this conjecture that had been buried in his heart for who knows how many years.
His body began to tremble uneasily, and the sickle in his hand made a buzzing sound that cut through the air!
“I did not usurp him, but he chose me.”
To be continued...
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