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762 Attempt to recreate the miracle of the android!(1/3)

 Malthael quietly appeared where he shouldn't have appeared.
A shadowless and erratic soul is on a planet.
He could see the planet beneath him, and he could also see the high-level heaven with doors appearing not far away.
Malthael did not intend to kill all humans from the beginning, but simply wanted to kill all demons.
The reason why the Nephalem became Malthael's target was simply because the power in his body was part of the devil's.
It is possible for nephalem to become demons, and Joriz, who has transformed into the Poison King, is the best proof of this.
Malthael was worried that even after he defeated all the Hell Demons, the Nephalem would be corrupted because of him.
If the Nephalem cannot be eliminated, the Demon King of Hell will eventually reappear in the Burning Hell.
Inaris and Lilith were not the only ones who were tired of the eternal war and sneaked away to Sanctuary.
Every archangel is tired of the never-ending war, but they just choose a completely different direction.
People in this world do not have the blood of the demons from the Burning Hell in their bodies. If the Burning Hell had not come to this world, people here would never have anything to do with the Burning Hell.
But everything has changed now, after the Burning Hell and the High Heaven appeared in this place together.
Human beings may become angels because of their noble personality, or they may become demons because of their corruption.
Malthael had to put away his compassion for humans and began to think about how to completely eliminate the existence of demons.
He didn't want to have any chance of facing the eternal battle of the past.
"Bulkess, I hope your plan will succeed more than you do.
You want to go back in time and tell me to erase it, and I also want to go back to the beginning and prevent the formation of the Burning Hell.
But the power of time remains unknown until you truly understand it.
And you will never become a god."
Malthael was actually talking to himself, but his tone seemed to be expecting someone to hear him.
The Archangel of Wisdom was not cold from the beginning.
As an archangel, he once had the same kindness as Auriel.
He also has the same compassion hidden under the light as Imprius.
It's just that Malthael seems to think that he has no choice.
"Thanos, I hope you won't disappoint me."
Malthael said Thanos' name, and he seemed to be looking forward to it.
Obviously Thanos, the overlord of the universe, is already closely related to him.
However, Malthael never has only one choice, he always likes thorough preparation.
The power of wisdom is not something that can be underestimated.

"Gruchak! Hurry up!"
Mocott shouted.
He sensed something was wrong.
But at this time, he was in Gruchak's territory, and there was nothing he could do except urge Gruchak.
"You told him to hurry up? What to do?
Hurry up and crush Lucien who is almost like rotten meat? Or hurry up and knock us down together?"
He looked at Lucien who could scoop up dumplings with a spoon and said with an ugly face.
He finally understood why Mocott was worried before.
Lucien is not dead yet, but it would be better to die sooner.
The legendary demon's vitality now became the source of Lucien's torture.
Every bone on the body had been crushed into powder, and every piece of flesh with tendons had been smashed.
If you pick out those tendons, you can roll the meat into meatballs.
"Something happened outside, you'd better clean it up quickly!"
Mocott's urging became a little urgent.
The uneasiness deep in his heart was spreading.
"Shut up, you!
Aren’t I working hard!?”
Gruchak said angrily.
Most demons are no match for Gruchak, but the vitality of most demons can delay him for enough time.
If Gruchak was willing to use his rage like a normal barbarian, the battle would have been over long ago.
But this guy doesn't like to use anger, he just likes the strength of his body's muscles.
It seems that such a battle can be considered real.
"Can you give me a good time?
If you don’t want to, you can ask the guy over there to give me a hammer!”
Lucien's voice was very erratic, like a low roar...
The experience of being killed by Gruchak is quite pleasant for humans, but for demons it is not much better than falling into the hands of Duriel.
That's terrible!
It's not the kind of dignity that hurts when being tortured, but the kind of anger that makes you unable to die.
"Shut up!"
Gruchak picked up one of Lucien's eyeballs from the ground, then held it in his hand with a little force.
According to his experience, the legendary demon's body will become stronger and stronger during this kind of "battle".
The last intact place left in the body is almost the entirety of this legendary demon.
Most of the time, the death of the devil will be declared after this last thing is smashed.
But the sturdiness of this thing is also a challenge for Gruchak.
He always spends a lot of effort on this last step.
"Mr. Gruchak, I would like to ask if there are other ways to relieve your domain?"
Dr. Reed said expressionlessly.
If Reed can be more cheerful, he will definitely become a lovable clown.
His body is capable of inserting chopsticks into his nostrils and opening his mouth...
Unfortunately, Dr. Reed is different from another rubber man who can extend his body freely. Dr. Reed is a scientist.
"how could I know?"
Gruchak clasped his hands together and clamped Lucien's last intact eyeball, and was squeezing the body with all his strength.
If possible, Gruchak also hopes to be able to freely control his own field.
But compared to the legendary realm that belongs to barbarians, this thing is better said to belong to the legendary realm of Gruchak's muscles...
The principles followed in this field are not clear even to Gruchak himself.
“Then do you mind letting me try it?
If you appear standing in the end and this field is released, what if we all lie down?
Will this allow this field to be eliminated?"
Dr. Reed still asked, although he knew that the question was more like falsification, but he didn't care.
Scientists are a group that needs a bottom line, but sometimes only by breaking through the bottom line can we get results...
To be continued...
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