Those true first generation Nephalem were indeed innately powerful.
But even among them there is a guy like Rasma who has to learn to become strong.
There is a high probability that the Nephalem are born powerful, but it is never certain.
Besides, it would be really strange if there was no help from Inarius and Lilith.
Perhaps whether it was the original Bulcaisor or Vasily, his birth was part of Inarius's plan from the beginning.
As for Lilith, as a person of knowledge, it does not seem to be incomprehensible that she has a way to make children strong from birth.
It is even possible that Rathma, who is born like a normal child and needs to learn and grow to become stronger, is what a real Nephalem should be.
Maybe other existences are designed by Lilith and Inaris?
Constantine's plan to recreate this miracle was an exaggeration.
Although he became a nephalem in his own way, his soul can only be said to have been washed away by the power of the High Heaven and the Burning Hell.
It has become stronger, but it is still different from the original Nephalem.
Trying to create a Nephalem from scratch in this situation?
Even if Malthael stood here, this idea would be called "crazy".
"Constantine, if you are simply betting on the probability of success, I cannot agree with it.
Have you ever thought about how you raise a child once you create this guy?
Jim Hammond is a hero because he was taught the lessons befitting a hero.
It also made everything about him seem upright.
And you obviously can't do this.
Besides, this is still based on the assumption that you can succeed."
Dr. Reed's eyes were a little cold.
He always felt that Constantine's existence was more like contempt for science.
Dr. Reed looked at his weak body and suddenly felt the need to arm himself.
At least when facing someone you hate, don't just look at the other person and talk nonsense because of your own powerlessness.
"So this is just a try.
I don't know how to tell the difference between male and female demons and angels.
If I really want to do this, I will at least make sure to choose good parents for this child."
Constantine pretended to be relaxed and said.
Of course, people who pay attention to him will not easily believe his words.
There was a lot of pressure in the eyes staring at him.
"Actually, it's not that dangerous, it's just an experiment in energy.
It's just a matter of mixing the powers of angels and demons together to see if new energy powerful enough can be unleashed.
If he could be like the first-generation Nephalem, he might be able to break through the territory of Gruchak with just a momentary burst of energy.
Isn’t this a good idea?”
Constantine noticed the threatening gazes of everyone and said with a smile.
The previous joke has become too big, and it has become a little difficult to change the impact.
"Are you sure?"
Mocott's eyes were full of doubt.
After all, he had never heard of such a thing before.
It's not that the powers of angels and demons haven't collided...
Angels and demons fought each other countless times during the eternal war.
But Mocott had never heard of any outburst of power that neither party could understand.
It is for this reason that the Nephalem believe that the birth of their ancestors is part of the miracle.
Naturally, there is no need to worry about the possibility that the battle between angels and demons will produce a more powerful force to destroy the world.
Facts have proven that the power of the Nephalem is not essentially the power of angels and demons.
But a miracle that is closer to the essence of life!
"If I had been sure I should not be called Constantine but Father Almighty.
Seriously, if you touch your own conscience, who can be sure of this kind of thing?"
Constantine rolled his eyes and said to Mocott.
He didn't care whether he would be pushed to the floor by Mokete and blasted with a hammer.
Anyway, if it fails, it is almost certain that it will be hit by a blaster.
As for whether he was blasted by that muscle monster Gruchak or by Mokot, there was actually not much difference.
He can't be beaten anyway, what can a little Constantine do?
"What we care about is not the possibility of success with your points, but we simply don't want to waste time.
If you are not sure, I will go directly to Gruchak's place and wait in line to be beaten.
Maybe you can learn something in the process."
Rumlow said a little weakly.
Mocott had just slapped him with anger again. Even though he was much stronger than before, he still felt a little empty this time.
Every time this happens, Rumlow feels like a power bank...
“Really don’t try?
What if we can’t succeed even if we lie down on our own?”
Constantine's expression was still very strange.
On the contrary, he was certain of something.
"Then just do it! What nonsense are you talking about!"
Rumlow directly threw a hand ax and flew towards Constantine's head.
Constantine just rolled on the ground to avoid this sudden attack.
"The foundation of the witcher has been honed well."
Mocott stopped Rumlow's plan to continue attacking, and directly bypassed Constantine and Dr. Reed and walked towards Gruchak.
"Gruchak, why don't you let me go?
I guarantee that this guy will disappear with one strike of the Ancestral Hammer."
Mocott directly greeted Gruchak with a discount.
He calmed down a lot, perhaps because he had figured out something in this short period of time.
Although he didn't have much hope for Gruchak's brain, Mocott trusted Bulkesso.
This is enough, trust is never a matter of words.
Mocott's trust must show in his actions!
Each other calmly accepts whatever Gruchak does in front of them!
This area is a place where no one from the outside world can enter!
Even the Archangels are the same!
Maybe Bulcaisel just wanted to keep some guys from knowing what was going on here.
Or maybe they are hiding some news.
"You don't need to interfere. If you bring wine, just go to the side and wait.
Let’s have a couple of drinks in a while, and then we’ll compete.”
Gruchak had a bright smile on his face and seemed a little happy?
Mocott probably understood something.
[This guy must have learned something from Calgar.
Otherwise, it would never be the way it is now!]
Mocott thought to himself.
…
"Are you Malthael?
You look a little better than I thought, after all, the descriptions I heard about you from others were all gloomy."
Rorschach looked at the surrounding environment while talking to Malthael opposite.
He was taken away directly from the realm of judgment. Who else but Malthael could do this?
Bulcaisel's words would not be so quiet.
Malthael's body was covered in gray robes that carried the aura of death.
Perhaps because he didn't hold the Reaper of Souls in his hand, his temperament was not as gloomy as when he landed on the holy mountain of Harrogath.
"I am the Archangel of Wisdom, I just control death.
If you call me the Angel of Death, I'll just treat it as a nickname.
Just like you know Rorschach is you, Justice is also you.
But you will only recognize Rorschach as your identity."
Malthael was very calm. Because of the hood, others could not see the faces of these archangels.
No one knows what the face under the hood will look like.
Malthael is the Archangel of Wisdom, so if his face were to be shown, he would look a little weak.
This guy's body is not as burly as the Prius and Tyrell, his body is much more slender.
It doesn’t look powerful at all!
"I'm not the kind of person who easily believes what others say.
Of course, you can also think of me as stubborn.
But justice tells me that you are trustworthy to a large extent, but I don't believe it."
It can be said that Rorschach's statement did not give Malthael any face at all.
Rorschach may have never thought that he could represent justice from the beginning.
Rorschach is not Tyrell!
He is Rorschach from beginning to end.
"This is what I want.
Pure justice is only suitable for being offered up high.
Whose justice can we say about justice that doesn’t even have a stance?
That guy Tyrael didn't need to hesitate about this before the birth of mankind.
Because there were only two camps in the world at that time, and there was no need for such a thing as a stance.
But after the birth of human beings, everything changed.
Can you think of it?
Because of the appearance of humans, Tyrell began to hesitate about how his justice should face humans.
This is definitely not good news."
Malthael talked to Rorschach as if he were drinking afternoon tea.
Rorschach could feel the wisdom and authority in the body of the guy in front of him.
This is the connection between justice and wise authority, and Rorschach does not think this can be misunderstood.
This also shows that Malthael has physically arrived in this world!
Rorschach was very worried about this.
"Justice is hesitating, but your wisdom never intended to untie Tyrell's knot from the beginning?"
Rorschach asked contemptuously.
He is not so arrogant as to think that archangels will definitely help each other.
Human beings do not necessarily support each other when they are in the same predicament.
Rorschach knew this kind of thing very well, so he didn't intend to use any moral kidnapping method against Malthael.
It's just telling a fact with a mocking tone.
"Of course, humans won't help others without limit, right?
What's the saying? A great favor turns into an enemy.
Do you think Tyrael would tolerate it if I had a hand in everything he did?
Although we are archangels, we also have our own wills.
If I had done that, Tyrael would have left the High Heavens sooner than you know.
I don’t like things to be beyond my control, but I am smart.”
Malthael's voice seemed to be laughing.
This performance made Rorschach a little nervous.
The difficulties he faced before he gained strength were far beyond his capabilities.
I finally gained my own power, and after becoming stronger, I still faced events that were far beyond my ability.
This feeling subtly reminded Rorschach of "fate".
It seems that I am destined to face a dilemma that is more powerful than myself.
"People who don't ask for anything in return just need respect.
People who ask for rewards for helping others should not be blamed either.
But this is just as simple as saying it.
I originally thought that the Archangels could be as simple as the Inprius."
Rorschach seemed to be testing something.
“Because the Prius is simple?
This review surprised me a bit.
Why do you think the Prius guy is simple?
Think about it, a being who has never been completely defeated, what a terrible privilege it is.
And because of the situation that Prius faced when facing that big devil, it still managed to protect its reputation.
How can such a guy be simple?
You may have forgotten that the battle between us and the devil is called the eternal war.
Since it is eternity, there is no need for me to elaborate on how long eternity is.
But you have to know that we have tried every conspiracy and trick you can think of during the Eternal War."
Malthael's words sounded like he was trying to discredit Iprius.
But Rorschach believes that this is not a perfunctory lie...
Although there is an impact of justice on trust in wisdom, Rorschach also takes this aspect into consideration in his own judgment.
Rorschach is just rough in his methods, but that doesn't mean he thinks less.
"You came to me because you saw the justice in my body?
Or the judgment in my hands?
I don't believe that you just wanted to chat with me and then you said that I was taken away from the realm of judgment.
There is absolutely no way this kind of thing can be hidden from Bulqueso."
Rorschach asked directly.
He wasn't worried about Malthael suddenly breaking out and killing him right here.
If Malthael planned to do this, there was no need to take action after saying so many words.
"Of course I can't hide it from Bulcasso.
I didn't want to hide it from him either.
Before I spoke to you, I had just had a casual chat with Bulcasso.
I just prefer to chat.
Wisdom and consciousness are difficult to separate. I like the ideas that arise from the collision of two consciousnesses.
Each one is feasible, or the absurdity can be noticed at a glance.
These thoughts are part of wisdom.
Why should I spread my wisdom to the world fairly?
Of course it’s because wisdom needs to be in collision to bear sweet fruit.”
Malthael's words were hard for Rorschach to refute...
Who can refute a wisdom's assessment of wisdom?
This is not something that can be persuaded.
"Okay, Rorschach.
Although I have guessed what choice you will make, I still want to ask.
Are you going to be a barbarian or are you going to be the new Archangel of Wisdom?"
Malthael asked with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"I'm just Rorschach."
"I knew it."
There is almost no gap between the words of reply and reaction...
Rorschach's answer was not beyond Malthael's expectations from the beginning.
