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685 Unstoppable Footsteps

"I always thought you were just a prankster."

 Leoric spoke very casually.

 It was so casual that he had no intention of agreeing to Rasma's request.

Even if Rasma has chosen to compromise, he has no intention of agreeing to such a compromise.

Whose king only cares about the interests in front of him day by day?

He's just a guy who's not funny at all!

 Lasma’s concession does not mean that he will suffer a loss!

 In fact, even if Rathma made a concession, it would only mean that what he got from Leoric's hands became slightly less.

“I like to joke, but I won’t joke about things related to world security.

 This is the biggest concession I can make, but you still suffer.

 But one day you will understand what your losses at this time can bring to this world.

 You will become a hero who will exist for a longer period of time in the story.

Rather than die now!

If you die now, you will only be recorded as the Skeleton King.

 Leorric, are you going to accept a future that's not cool at all?"

Rathma didn't even look at Leoric as he spoke.

 He just concentrated on waving the sickle on the ground casually.

 Every time he waved the sickle in his hand, a mark would appear on the ground.

If Leoric couldn't figure out what this pattern was at the beginning, he can figure it out now!

 This is a magic circle that changes the nature of the land!

 “How dare you do this!”

 After seeing the foundation of this magic circle, Death instantly fell into anger!

 Change the nature of the land?

 Of course! This magic circle exists for this purpose!

 The problem is that what Rathma wants to do is turn this land into the Land of the Dead!

 This is usurping the authority of death in the face of death!

“Death, I just want to prove a point to you.

 That means you are not invulnerable!”

Rathma had a smile on her face, even though most of her face was blocked by Tageo's incarnation of the legendary armor.

 His smile is also clearly visible!

On the helmet known as the "Head of Tageo", the visor is laughing crazily!

 Leorric was right about one thing!

Rasma is a successor through and through!

 Everything he did at this time came from the original necromancer, not the specious priest of Rathma!

 Tagio!

 Having harnessed the power of God in a human body!

  Master the mystery of balance with human will!

He can be the other side of Israel, the Archangel of Balance, in the human world!

Taggeo has mastered the balance that Isreal lacks!

 “Then let’s try it!

Of course you have nothing to fear, but there is always someone who can make all your fantasies turn into vain bubbles!”

 Death finally takes action!

 Life begins to be stripped away from all bodies that once had life!

 This range is constantly expanding, and the initial starting point is the house where they are standing!

 Death begins to spread!

Countless people and animals fell in the newly built Khanduras!

Countless plants began to wither and turn into ash!

This power is unstoppable!

Kanduras, who was originally in full swing, fell into a dead silence!

 “Your strength just reminds me of Massa.

 It's just that he didn't just take away the life, but turned the dead into his own power.

Of course you can do that, right?

 So what I want to know is, why are you doing this?”

Because Prius pinned Solarion to the ground!

 A burst of fiery light began to spread from where the Spear of Courage stood!

 And then started a confrontation with death!

 Death’s fighting style is extremely cruel!

 Like a woman who has lost all her mind and just wants revenge.

 But this is not reasonable!

Because Prius is also the embodiment of the rules of the world, he understands how damaging this will be to the world.

 This level of damage cannot be undone even with the help of a counterbalance.

 There is no expression on the face of the dead skeleton.

 There are no eyes in the dark and empty eye sockets!

Even the fire that represents the will and soul has not appeared!

 I have some doubts about the Prius!

 He was suspecting that he and Rasma had become part of Death's conspiracy!

 “I’m just fighting for the place he deserves in my world!

You are outsiders, but you steal my authority in front of me, death!

There is no other solution to this kind of provocation and insult other than fighting!"

 The tone of death is no longer angry, but calm and chilling.

 It was as if everything she had shown before was just part of a performance.

“No, I didn’t steal your authority.

 Just expanding your kingdom!

 Do you remember what I said?

 I will compromise or even give in."

Rathma's visor changed into a sarcastic look.

This expression is not that of Rasma but that of the eternal being, Tageo!

 Only the legend possessed by Rathma can show such a change.

 Because this legend is created by beings who have lived before and even are still alive now!

Only the original legend of the Necromancer would be in such danger!

 The incarnation of Tageo?

 The name of this set says it all!

When the guy wearing this set of equipment is not worthy of Tageo's recognition and help, then the person standing here is not that person.

 He will become the incarnation of Tageo!

“The territory of the dead is infinite, and this place can only be counted as one.”

 Death is still calm, but seems a little speechless.

“Then now your territory will become ∞+1.

 This is my sincerity and my concession.

The king of Khanduras took his kingdom deep into the realm of the dead.

 But they still exist here.

 Is this compromise enough?”

Rasma’s voice also returned to calmness.

But the sarcastic expression on the faceplate of the leader of Tageo is still there!

 Death understood that the guy in front of her knew part of her plan.

 But definitely not all!

Perhaps both Rathma and Imprius believe that she died just to gain more power than eternity.

Perhaps they all think that Death, a guy who only uses energy roughly when fighting, is not a warrior, but just a woman who knows nothing about fighting.

 But they must be wrong!

 Death is not good at fighting!

 Because her authority can directly deal with most enemies.

 No matter what type of life form it is, as long as it is still life, it cannot defeat death!

 No one can defeat death!

 Because death itself is just a gift!

 “Asila, accept their terms!

 The endless spread of the power of death will inevitably harm the world!

 We are all fugitives who have watched our world turn into ruins.

 So I don’t want you to face such a day!”

 Leoric spoke with a heavy tone, but he had already drawn the King's Sword from his hand.

Everyone can compromise, but the hard-nosed Leoric will not!

If you want to silence Leoric, you must at least give him a fight!

 Fighters never die on their sickbed!

 Leoric is the king of fighters!

 “Leorric, you win.

 At least you won this time.

 We will give in.

 Concerning your kanduras, we will not try to interfere again.

Of course, we cannot interfere with everything that happens in the kingdom of death."

As Rasma spoke, the sickle in her hand finally completed the final stroke of the magic circle.

 The power of the half-living and half-dead begins to transform all death and then merges into this land!

Those corpses that fell down due to the spread of the death essence stood up again, and then continued what they were doing before they fell.

 It’s just that those are just a body, missing the most important soul!

 If the death process is the same as Malthael's, then the souls that have turned into ghosts under the influence of Rathma will reunite with their bodies.

 But what death does is turn those souls into a part of death, and then stimulate the power of death to continue to expand.

 The only thing that can bring these guys back to their former self is death.

 This is something that cannot be accomplished even by leveraging authority.

 It is death’s natural control over all souls!

“We won’t discuss the next thing here.

 If you want to say something to me, it's best to come to me yourself.

 After all, my brother is arriving soon.

  I don’t want to have a few bones broken by his powerful and loving embrace.”

Rasma said with a smile, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Because the Prius still stood there, the gun in his hand was blazing with fire.

 Human courage can face the unknown!

 Can bear the risk!

 But you can’t fail to react!

 Death happened too quickly.

Because the Prius didn't have time to protect those guys who should be full of courage.

Perhaps it’s because the Prius never thought from the beginning that death would be so exciting that it would directly attack it.

This performance made Imprius wonder who was the arrogant being.

 “I’m not interested in your plot.

 But I cannot tolerate any killing without prompting.

 They don’t even know who the guy who took their lives is!

 You have not given those beings who can be called warriors any chance of revenge.

 Death, I will remember you!

 If you have the chance, someone will definitely teach you what a warrior is and what fighting means!”

 Prius paused the gun of courage in his hand bitterly.

 The body turned into a ball of mist and disappeared!

 …

 Above the higher heavens.

In this vast and empty environment, Bulcaisel appeared here for the first time in a long time.

Burkeso doesn’t like places like High Heaven very much.

 Everything is bright and beautiful and a little false.

 From a distance, this place looks grand and beautiful, but a little pale.

It was obvious that there were bloodstains of soldiers everywhere, but it was also cleaned up.

Comparing to this beautiful palace-like building, Bulcaisel prefers the mountains outside the high-level paradise.

  The term "high heaven" has always been used to refer to two places in Sanctuary.

 One is talking about the world of high heaven, and the other is talking about this pure white palace that was once filled with angels.

Burkeso came here waiting for the arrival of a person.

“How is it? Is there any difference between this place and the one in your mind?”

 A gentle voice sounded, and Auriel's figure slowly walked out of a blue halo.

“This place lacks the flavor of time compared to the one I remember.

 Aurel, are you here to stop me?"

Burkeso’s words were not too polite.

 But this may be the best attitude Bulcaisel can give when facing the archangel.

 Aurel is different from Impris.

Everyone trusted Bulcasso, but there were not many people alive who Bulcaisu could trust.

 Because the Prius counts as one.

Aurel is a more troublesome existence than Malthael in the eyes of Bulcaisel.

This kind of trouble is not a threat, but a difficulty.

 How to get along with hope?

 Stretch out your hand and grab the hem of Hope’s clothes tightly?

That’s not appropriate.

 Or do you mean watching hope come and go freely in front of you?

 Auriel is hope. The more powerful the existence is when facing Auriel, the more difficult it is to find a suitable way to get along with it.

 Hope is everywhere, but hope is always selfless.

 “When have I ever stopped someone from doing something?

 Whenever I interfere in certain matters, the most I can do is give my own suggestions.”

 Aurel has always been like this.

 “How long until your baby is born?”

Burkeso looked at the mountains in the distance of the High Heaven and seemed to be very peaceful.

 A calm immortal king is somewhat rare.

 The first generation ancestors always escape, and Volusk is always in pain.

Burkeso can still find a little bit of peace deep in his heart.

It’s a pity that this kind of calm has another name, and that is emptiness.

 The experience of sealing off part of one's soul with one's own hands is a bit strange.

 As he becomes stronger, it becomes more difficult to describe the day when he will find himself again.

“It will probably take a few more months, right?

 I am now a human being. According to the human gestation time, it takes more than nine months to give birth.

Burkeso, would you be interested in teaching my children?"

 Aurel seemed to be talking to an old friend.

It is difficult for this archangel to make others feel disgusted, but this archangel is also aloof.

“If you’re not interested, you should teach your children yourself.

But I have to say, you'd better not continue to mix it.

 Fighting will inevitably involve sacrifices, and your nobility has long been recognized.

 In contrast, your actions have long been remembered by the Nephalem.

 You are not kind, at least as far as humans are concerned.”

Burkeso rarely said two more words.

After saying these words, he turned around and walked towards the crystal dome.

 There is the source of power in the higher heavens!

 Things like crossing time require energy.

Bulcaisel is not the Doctor Who whose name he doesn't even know. He is not the Time Child.

 Although time has been imprisoned in the dark soul stone on his forehead.

 But now Bulcaisel can only rely on himself, and he cannot let himself be in any possible weak state.

“I thought you were a warrior with a perpetual motion machine.

 Aren’t you able to fight in any situation?

I still remember your heroic appearance in the pit of Arreat with hideous wounds."

Aurel seemed to be joking, but her tone and expression were too serious, making it difficult to tell.

 “Are you here to persuade me?

 I know what I am doing, I am just borrowing the infinite energy from the higher heavens that can sustain the existence of a world.

  It won’t have any impact on you.

 So, make a way for me."

Burkeso let out a long sigh and strode forward.

 Auriel was getting closer and closer, but Bulcasso had no intention of avoiding him, nor did he stop.

 If a warrior has to avoid the path he wants to take, he will lose his spirit.

Burkatho misses the time when he fought in Sanctuary.

 At that time, he was not as powerful as he is now, but that kind of battle fascinated him.

  The barbarians acted as sharp knives, Bulcaisso and Sonya rushed into the wave-like group of demons one after another and began to divide the battlefield.

 Karasim quickly moved around the battlefield, controlling the demons' movements, and marking those demons with the Exploding Palm.

Natsubo was slightly behind, preparing to summon fire bats, while Johanna blocked the demon's impact like a rock.

 Li Min and Vera will start bombing at the edge of the battlefield.

 That kind of battle can be carried out enough and enjoyable enough.

Although everyone did not use all their strength to fight, the fighting style seemed to make the battlefield a little more tender.

 “Bulkessor, Rasma has arrived.”

Aurel stepped back the moment she was about to collide with Bulcaisel.

 Her steps were consistent with Bulcaisel's, and the two of them spoke at a distance where they could feel the heat of their breathing.

 Obviously Auriel did what she said and had no intention of forcefully intervening to stop it.

 But she was also following her usual approach, constantly persuading Bulkesso in front of her.

"so what?

 Rasma is a different hero than me, and we have chosen different paths.

 He wants to save the world, and I also want to save the world.

It is his business if he is willing to sacrifice others, but with me, only the strongest people are qualified to sacrifice!

 I will do everything I have to do, and he is always looking for the next opportunity while constantly making compromises!

 You hope that you know exactly what his actions mean!

Even if you choose the right path, if you can't keep going, it means failure!

 He is a hero, but he is destined to only become a tragic hero.

 And I at least have a chance to be that unquenchable light!”

Burkeso spoke a little faster.

 Obviously, the news of Rasma's arrival caused him to have emotional fluctuations.

 Rathma has arrived, what about Malthael and Lilith?

Burkeso doesn’t believe that the final winner will gain nothing after the battle over there!

 Now we have to hurry up a little bit!

 The breath of death flashed past, but Bulcaisel knew very well that it was not Malthael's power.

 He has seen death in this world.

 A goddess who is not good at fighting but can affect life as long as she exists.

 This kind of death should not be like that.

 It can only be said that she is being feared!

 Is there any power that is afraid of death, and does not want death to understand what an evenly matched fight and battlefield is?

Burkeso is not worried that he will lose, because he has never lost before!

 Just like someone who says he is immortal because he has never died.

Just because it hasn’t happened doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist, but it doesn’t mean that you don’t need to worry about it now!

 There is only one thing that Bulkesso worries about the most, and that is whether wisdom has laid down its chess pieces in this world?

 Mathael rarely makes wrong decisions.

 The only possible reason for failure is that he has never seen human nature clearly.

 The Archangel of Wisdom always said that he could not understand human decisions before he became that madman.

 It is not just an emotional decision or a rational decision, human beings can always exceed their expectations.

I don’t know if this guy has found a way to judge a person’s behavior?

 Perhaps?

 As long as he obtains seemingly endless knowledge, Malthael can become the top powerhouse in an instant.

 Knowledge is so powerful!

 Everything that has happened is recorded by knowledge!

 In addition to those innate powers, other ways of seeking power, whether coincidental or not.

 Knowledge can be recorded clearly!

 For example, the way Volusk tore a piece of authority from Death.

Burkasso has reason to believe that it was Volusk's method that was leaked to Malthael that led to everything that followed.

Of course, it may be that the extraordinary wisdom found the clues on his own?

 When Lilith was sealed, it was not just the Nephalem who contributed!

Udyssian was just the beginning, and the Archangels also provided their own strength.

Even the demon kings of the Burning Hell are applauding!

 Lilith and Inarius are both outliers in their respective groups, but their groups do not exclude them!

 They came to the sanctuary to thrive not because they were abandoned by their own people.

 It’s just that they chose to leave!

 An angel is still an angel, and a devil is still a devil.

 Only the Nephalem left in the human world became the target and pawn of both sides.

“Bulcaisso, I want you to stop for a moment.

 Because you can’t guarantee whether your approach is correct!

 Even if Zoldun Kule gave you a guarantee!"

 Aurel's voice was filled with urgency.

 She really takes this matter seriously.

 “This has nothing to do with Jotun Kule.

 He has the wisdom to confuse me, but he will never betray the Nephalem!

 You cannot see the hatred of Jotun Kule, nor can you see the irritability of the first ancestors.

  Kanai’s nobility has become the object of your exploitation.

but now!

 Can you see my anger!?

 Can you! See the wailing of the world!?

 I want to save the world not because of the halo of the title of savior!

 Just because everything I cherish, everything I love lives in this world!

 And now, are you going to use words to persuade me to give up saving my comrades?

 How arrogant you are, just like me!"

Burkeso finally stopped, and Auriel had no way to retreat!

 In front of Bulcasso and behind Auriel, is the door of the crystal dome!

Burkeso is waiting for the news of victory in the war in the crystal dome!

Now all you need to do is reach out and push the door open!


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