Let me tell you first, I do not accept the result of being put on the operating table for dissection."
Dao Feng looked serious.
It seems that this matter is important enough to him.
“I also don’t want to start human experiments before the technology is mature.
But are you sure that Hexin's technology can be used on mice?
I honestly haven't seen anything that turns an animal into a vampire."
Wayne said without politeness at all.
"Go to Tony first. As for the specific method, we will have to wait until Tony and Helsing's people exchange technology to find out.
It's just that I don't want you to regard this as your only hope.
At least, we need other methods.
Instead of just sticking to this path until the end.”
What Dao Feng said makes sense.
When there is only one choice, it can only be considered a desperate move.
Success is gratifying, but if you fail, you may not be able to adjust your status.
When it comes to solving the problem of human beings being corrupted, there is not much time left for everyone to make mistakes and try little by little.
"What are you going to do about that Vidien?
Or should I ask about Bulkesso?
I remember that the power of the Holy Mountain can contact Bulcaisuo at any time, right?
Maybe he will know something?"
Rumlow suddenly asked Hailab.
It's just that Hailab's eyes were a little dodgey.
"It seems that not all the ancestors have nothing to hide from Bulcaisel?
Or is the current situation different?"
Wayne's voice was a bit mocking.
"There's nothing that can't be said.
Bulcaisel's current location is in the High Heaven.
According to this world, that place should be considered a dimensional space?
Anyway, that's what it means, although Bulcaisuo can still rely on the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
But it is impossible to convey information.
Also, I suggest you not to underestimate High Heaven and Burning Hell.
Although they were all making concessions in front of Bulkesso.
But that doesn't mean they can't do anything to us.
Maybe we should think of a way to show you the power of the Archangels?"
Cassius is straightforward.
He gave an answer, but it was not the type of answer that would satisfy everyone.
"In other words, all of you are actually ready to sacrifice?
Just never told us?"
Rumlow stretched his waist.
Then he took out a bottle of liquor from his backpack and drank it by himself.
These wines can only be looked at by the ancestors who have no solidified substance... and even smelling them is a bit laborious.
Even with the help of the life authority of the first generation Bulkatho, most of the ancestors were able to condense entities by their own will.
But they are not all willing to do this.
Being able to have close contact between the dead and the living is a power that the barbarians only gained after paying a lot of price.
If you go further and pursue something you shouldn't pursue, no one can guarantee the consequences.
After all these years, no one has ever completely broken the boundaries between life and death.
Even Rasmana only blurred this boundary.
Until now, only the immortal monster Skeleton King had broken this boundary, and the barbarians would not do so rashly.
The authority possessed by each immortal king will bring unique power to his own holy mountain.
Unfortunately, what Bulquesso left behind was nature, and nature is the type that values rules.
If you break some established rules, you will definitely pay off your debt one day.
"That's not even possible.
We just think that it will not be more painful for a dead person to die again than for a living person to become dead.
And have you forgotten that only the strong are worthy of sacrifice?
As for after we are all gone, you will one day become a strong man.
It will be your turn then, as long as you don't back down."
Olongus put his head in from the door and said.
When there are barbarians from the Tagus tribe, most of the barbarians from other tribes will keep a little distance.
There are only one or two exceptions occasionally...
"It's all nonsense.
If there is any danger, of course the strong one has to take the lead.
Otherwise, let the weak go up and die? That won't solve the problem.
Let me tell you, how many of the ancestors on the holy mountain are able to fight at any time?"
Rumlow asked, his eyes flickering, obviously there was something he hadn't said yet.
However, barbarians will not force others to confess everything until life or death is at stake.
Even when life and death are at stake, many barbarians are too lazy to question others.
These things are too troublesome.
It is more satisfying for the soldiers to fight heartily.
"When necessary, all of them.
But I think there is no need for that.
Although you all underestimate the demons of the Burning Hell,
But as long as Bulcaisel can still free his hand, nothing will be a problem."
Hailab's tone was a little stiff when he said this.
Obviously he was not very satisfied with the result.
Leaving everything to others to handle is not in line with the ideas of ordinary barbarians.
It can even be said to be very awkward...
This group of people can be said to be the pillars of existence when they are alive.
It would be a bit embarrassing for them to ignore worldly affairs.
“What about the issue of racial continuity?”
Wayne was more interested in this.
"That's a matter of living people, we are all dead.
You can't expect a soul to have children with a living person, right?
Don’t blame me for speaking too bluntly. After the Nephalem bloodline in your body merges with you,
You are not considered pure Nephalem either.
But your children will be pure Nephalem.
Will this answer make you a little worried about the barbarian conspiracy?"
Olongus looked at Wayne with a wicked smile.
He intentionally did not explain this matter clearly. This unclear statement can cause Wayne and the others the greatest trouble.
"Pure Nephalem refer to children who have the power of Nephalem but are born naturally?
And we are tools? Even though we have power?"
Wayne's expression didn't change, this guy is quite sophisticated.
Just having no expression is considered the easiest level of difficulty.
"Your power is no different than that of the Nephalem.
We are just monks on the way, and we can't even tell what kind of tribe you Nephalem belong to.
But if your children appear in front of us, it will be much easier to distinguish.
Although your strength will grow more comprehensive than the barbarians born in the tribe.
But we still hope to see the birth of children from our own tribe."
Cassius added that he hated trouble more than Eulongus.
"So can Afu get the power of the Nephalem?
If that doesn't work, I hope the Holy Mountain can protect him.
My territory has been exposed to that devil's eyes before, and I don't want my relatives to suffer unreasonable disasters."
There wasn't much emotion in Wayne's words.
Whether he is sincere or not is not important.
"We like to hang out with brave people.
It would be better if the method could be more direct and rough.
Apart from the fact that your butler is a little older, I think he is more of a courageous person than you are.
As for strength, it depends on him, or whether you need it.
You kid is worried about the power of the barbarians now, I don’t even know what you are worried about.”
Hailab glared at Wayne.
He clearly sensed Wayne's confusion.
It's just that it's hard for Hailab to understand Wayne's unique ideas.
Wayne is a character who worries about himself.
Even after gaining superpowers, he was still worried about losing control.
This worry may come from his kindness or his sense of responsibility.
But this cannot be said to be a bad thing.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Ah Fu, for this period of time.
I'll take the blade to SHIELD first.
Rumlow can first go to Buster Tower and ask Tony for his opinion.
It would be inappropriate not to tell SHIELD about this matter at all, the technology in their hands is still a hope."
Wayne made the decision directly.
Neither Blade nor Rumlow had anything to say.
This is not an irreversible matter, so there is no need to put forward any opinions.
"If you meet Jessica and Luke, tell them to fight a little harder.
Just think it's for Oraco and Madoc.
If you can avoid dying, it's best not to die.
But don’t survive by groveling.”
Hailab seemed to be talking nonsense.
But these words alone made Wayne take it seriously.
Hailab means that there will definitely be a battle this time, and it won't be easy.
Wayne would not be surprised if these words were spoken by Maddock.
But coming from Hailab's mouth, he should pay more attention to it.
Hirab does not have the qualifications to be a prophet...either while alive or after death.
Unless he has some information?
"I'll tell them.
But will you appear on the battlefield?"
Wayne probed.
Although this temptation is quite obvious, it would be a good thing if Herab was willing to say more.
As for face, Wayne doesn't care about face...
"Go, go, go! I have nothing else to say, and don't ask.
Just know that barbarians will never waver in their stance on humanity!"
Cassius interrupted the conversation carelessly.
Then he grabbed Helab's wrist, strangled Olongus's neck, and left the scene directly.
Judging from his appearance now, he should have won the previous fight...
As for Banal... he may still be recovering from his injuries somewhere.
Even Hailab, who is good at recovery and protracted battles, has not fully recovered from his injuries.
Wayne had reason to think that Barnal might not be able to stand...
Banal, the berserker, was just able to kill with super high efficiency before being torn into pieces.
But in terms of resilience, it's not outstanding at all.
"Cassius, wait!
When Bulcaisel comes back, I will borrow the clan blade again!
I will crush your brain with my robbed boots!"
Olongus's shout was the same as before, but Wayne always felt that it was unusual.
Maybe he missed something.
…
The gunmen have already started their actions.
There are only a few people in the base at this time.
But they were not worried at all.
Generally speaking, demons will not come to them unless necessary.
After all, their threat seems somewhat insignificant to the Burning Hell.
That kind of ordinary devil can only be said to be cannon fodder.
Even if you die no matter how hard you die, no big devil will feel sorry for you.
Unless these cannon fodders failed to complete the above tasks, ordinary demons will never be angry for cannon fodders.
As for those elite and warrior-level demons, they are just high-level cannon fodder.
They don't even have the right to move freely...
With that said, the demons in the Burning Hell seem to be quite miserable?
All employees are zero and seven, and there are no days off.
Not even a salary…
The result of not working is to have your head twisted off?
At this time, Frank has not set off yet.
He wanted to spend more time with his family.
Although the souls of the family members are still not free from the control of death, it is a very good result to be able to see each other every day.
"Jill, how are you feeling lately?"
Frank asked as he looked at his son who was exercising outside the house.
Jill's combat effectiveness is steadily improving.
Physical Fitness Thanks to Bulqueso's previous care, Jill's current physical fitness has firmly entered the realm of extraordinary.
As for combat skills...
Jill learned from Logan.
This wolverine's fighting skills are top-notch, although it is somewhat self-indulgent.
But in terms of efficiency, it is indeed one of the best.
"I wonder if I'm going to be a savage.
The world is a mess lately.
I always feel uneasy.
Just like you don't want to lose us, dad, I don't want to lose you either.
And I don’t have much power now.”
Jill thought carefully.
There is nothing wrong with his idea, but it seems quite mature.
"How much destructive power do you possess?"
Frank asked with some embarrassment.
The power of destruction is powerful enough.
Frank specifically asked about this during his exchange with Death.
The reason why Annihilation is powerful is its ability to destroy authority.
And now that Jill has this power, she has further possibilities.
As for the choice of becoming a savage, Frank didn't want his son to do that.
This goes back to the issue of ethics and morality.
“I can use it a little bit.
But my body also hurts from the force.
But my injury is different from other people's injuries, I can recover."
Gil didn't ask any more questions, and just answered his father's questions honestly.
This result is what Frank wants.
Death said that it is normal for one to be injured under broken rules.
But only if you can recover after being damaged and injured can you have the opportunity to control this kind of power.
Otherwise, just using this power once will make your body unable to recover.
That can only be said to be a one-time warrior...
The death apostles who were under Annihilation back then were actually this kind of existence...
Of course they can borrow the destructive power of Annihilation, but borrowing this power means they will also be finished...
Otherwise, why would Annihilation's subordinates be called "Death" apostles? It actually means that they are disposable...
It's just that their souls will not return to the kingdom of death after "death", but will completely disappear...
The authority that represents the end is never something that can be easily touched.
And now, Jill is adapting to the power of destruction little by little.
Even though he is far from powerful now, he has the foundation to become powerful!
As for whether this can be considered a good thing for Jill, that is uncertain.
Death is not fate, so Frank cannot tell Frank about Jill's future.
In fact, if Bulcasso hadn't appeared, Jill's ending would have already been revealed.
With the arrival of high-level heaven and burning hell, the timeline of this world has completely entered the point where it cannot be observed.
Except for fate, no one can know what the future will look like at the next moment.
And the destiny that now exists in this world is facing "one's own" resistance to destiny...
The relationship between Inarius and destiny is really complicated.