On the holy mountain of Harrogas, Bulcaisuo has stood up.
He and the first generation ancestors were walking towards the entrance of the Elder's Temple.
There are the highest steps on the Holy Mountain...
Yes, among the savages they don't even have a high platform from which to speak.
But this is not that important. What is important is that they are about to ring the bell for the celebration!
"Since Prius is here, don't hide.
The Holy Mountain welcomes the brave.
And you are courage, and at this time, the last bit of the archangel smell has finally faded from you."
Bulcaisel glanced in the air.
Only then did everyone notice that the setting sun had not moved for a long, long time.
Of course it's not the sunset, it's the Prius!
"I'm afraid that the news I will tell you later will get me beaten up.
But since you invited me, of course I have to come."
Because the figure of the Prius is getting closer and closer.
The brilliance on him became increasingly dim.
By the time Imprius's feet set foot on the ground, he was no different from an ordinary person.
"The aura on you is fear?
Just like the boy brought by Matthew.
You don't get infected by the source of fear without knowing anything about it.
Tell me, where is Diavolo?
And when do you want me to leave."
Bulcaisel looked at Imperius standing in front of him.
His expression was very calm.
It was as if what he was asking was not news about the most terrifying demon.
"I helped him hold the key to the end of the world.
But believe me, what high-level heavens want is not the destruction of the world.
Nor is it to go to the crowd to harvest faith in the face of the crisis of annihilation.
I'm just forcing Malthael to make a choice."
Imprius told a little bit about what he had done.
As for the more detailed content, he still needs to think about it.
It wasn't that he was afraid of the possibility of being beaten.
I just simply want to find a way to say something that won't offend the barbarians so easily.
Helping Diavolo can be considered a provocation to the barbarians.
"Destroying the most important authority?
That's really great.
Are you going to ask me to put an end to this somewhat sudden celebration?
Then let me see what kind of strength Diavolo has at this time?
Or maybe you can't wait to see me become whole again?
And then take away my courage and magnify my fear?
Trying to make me give in?"
Bulqueso's words seemed to be ridiculing.
But the expressionless look on his face would make no one think that his words were just a joke.
"of course not.
After you deal with Diavolo, there is no need to let your fear sleep.
Although this means I can also influence your mind.
But you should at least trust your friends."
In Prius said without any worries.
Because the Prius doesn't lie.
The most he can do is conceal a little information.
But when facing friends, Prius's arrogance makes him never hurt his friends.
"Then let's wait until our celebration is over.
I think Auriel should be looking forward to the ringing of the bell transformed into a battle cry now.
Malthael is already here, I can feel it."
There was a bit of sarcasm on Bulkesso's face.
His sarcasm was directed at Malthael.
Bulcaisel knew exactly the order in which Malthael did things.
Before solving the Burning Hell, he would never regard the Nephalem as his first target.
Because there is not much need to do so.
But to say that Malthael would be kind to the Nephalem would be an outright lie.
Who would say nice words to their second most important enemy? Just because the other party is not their first target?
Maybe some people would do this, but not Malthael!
He is an archangel.
The most typical and clearest kind of aloof archangel.
There is no friendship between Malthael and the Nephalem!
"I thought you would chop off Malthael's head immediately.
It seems that you are still very calm."
Prius smiled.
Then he took out a bottle of cheap liquor bought from a convenience store at the corner of the street and threw it to Bulkesso.
Because Prius is a little short of money now...
Although it's not to the extent that I can take advantage of myself and work full time since I don't need much rest.
But now he works three jobs a day...
In addition to this, we have to deal with matters belonging to the Archangel of Courage.
He was already very busy.
This bottle of wine is completely social for Imprius...
It's not even necessary.
"It's really your style.
As an Archangel of Courage, you must abide by the iron laws of the higher heavens.
As a human being, you have to live a good life."
There was no sarcasm in Bulcasso's smile.
I'm a little more impressed.
To be continued...