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970 The Inspiration Both Needed

 In the high-level heaven, Tyrael is standing on the crystal dome.

I don't know how many angels are going back and forth in the higher heavens. They are obviously busy.

"Diejesh, is there anything you want to say when you come back?"

Tyrell asked the angel standing not far away.

Dieche, the angel who had fought with Leoric before, had his own sword on his waist.

"What did I say? How I fought bravely and was defeated? Stop it, Tyrell, you can do whatever you want me to do.

As long as it is the will of higher heaven, I will never shirk it.

Wait, you don’t want me to go find Rasma, right? That guy was so docile and obedient by Masseyin’er that he almost went crazy.”

Angel Dieche looked in disbelief.

Although it is a happy thing to see Tyrael return to the higher heaven, Dieesh is not a fool.

The Archangel of Justice became the Archangel of Death. This situation in itself is somewhat unusual.

"Rasma can gain some trust, but if you have any different ideas, you can tell us and we can discuss it together."

Tyrell's voice was still smooth and kind, but as the Archangel of Death, he didn't look easy to speak at all.

"I have already guessed that authority cannot affect your soul, but are you serious about it now?"

Diesh looked Tyrell up and down. He was still in disbelief that Tyrell had the power over death.

"I just need the power of authority to fight against authority. You actually know that I will not be affected by authority, so please do me this favor.

I don't have to explain my plan to you."

Tyrell sighed.

Tyrell is determined and upright, this is his character.

Although he still doesn't think much of the Nephalem, at least he won't slaughter lives.

Even if he has the power of death in his hands, he can gain a lot of power through killing.

"Well, anyway, the result of my coming forward is that I was beaten up severely and left some wounds on the other party's body.

To be honest, I'll give you the separation directly. Can't you go find Rasma?

Although Rasma is a necromancer, don’t tell me what preparations you, the Archangel of Death, need to make to face him."

Dieche said something to Tyrell before turning around and leaving.

He is an angel who is good at fighting, although the legendary severance in his hand can cause a lot of damage to guys like Leoric and Rathma who are confused about life and death.

But if you really want to talk about it, his favorite enemy is still the devil.

"There is no boundary between humans and the Burning Hell in this world for the time being, and you have no place to garrison.

Help me solve the problem now, and when the time is right, I will let you go to the burning hell to kill you."

Tyrell said softly.

Dieche heard these words, so Dieche left the high-level paradise with a smile.

Tyrael's promise is still trustworthy, and even those who have the least favorable impression of him have to admit that this guy has a very good reputation.

"Rasma plays an important role in my plan. Do you want to warn me in this way? My brother?"

Two Massa Yin'er appeared behind Tyrell, their tone was a little strange.

"Brother, once I know that you are only targeting demons, and humans in this world do not have demon blood, I won't worry about anything.

Just brother, you should understand that high-level heaven cannot exist alone. Do you plan to personally take charge of the burning hell after you have eliminated all the demon kings of hell?"

Tyrell's tone was serious, and he was thinking about Masayil from the bottom of his heart.

"Haven't you seen it already? There are two me. It doesn't matter whether it's becoming the existence above the archangel or letting one me sit in the burning hell.

Sacrifice is not the exclusive domain of the Nephalem, brother, you have no reason to stop me, nor can you convince me."

Malsayil was no longer hoarse when he spoke to Tyrael.

Because the one who spoke was the Archangel of Wisdom...

"I think your idea is really ridiculous. Not to mention how you are going to defeat Barr and Diavolo, how are you going to deal with Bulcaisel?

What you can't do is that even if you can have countless plans, your planning cycle is too long."

Tyrael sighed after speaking. He really couldn't bear to let his brother take the path of opposing the Nephalem.

Among the archangels, the one who is most familiar with Bul-Katho is of course Iprius, but the one who is most familiar with the Nephalem is Tyrael.

Tyrael has seen too many heroic epics and witnessed countless sacrifices and noble devotion.

He has no hostility towards the Nephalem!

But if the Nephalem stood in his way, Tyrael would kill him.

This guy has always been an archangel, the most special one among the archangels.

It was even once considered to be the incarnation of the high-level heaven's own will...

"So I'm waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Because the Nephalem are humans themselves, the idea of ​​protecting humans will never disappear from their hearts.

So even though the Nephalem protected humans, they still caused countless humans to lose their lives, friends, family and love.

Do you think humans in this world can still accept the existence of the Nephalem?

People's hearts are jealous and ugly, even if they occasionally shine with light that makes you and me astonished.

But after all, heroes are only a small part."

Masseyin'er's words were a bit cruel, but Tyrell couldn't think of anything to refute for a while.

When he was in the hands of death, he saw many souls of the dead, among which noble beings were indeed rare.

But it's not as hopeless as Masseyner said.

"Maybe you should try being human for a while, humans are more complicated than you think.

Just because you don't understand how humans think, you can't try to defeat humans themselves."

Tyrell made some teasing words to shut up Massayir on the spot.

Because this joke actually hits the mark a little bit.

Massa Yin'er is the Archangel of Wisdom, but he never understands what humans are thinking.

If the problem cannot be solved, then directly solve the person who caused the problem. Masseyiner has this idea.

"I won't blend into human beings like you and still remain aloof.

Stupid Tyrell, when that fellow who is as stupid as you in Dies comes back, I will let Rasma take action.

The corpse of that planet devourer was enough to give Rathma top-notch combat power.

It’s just that I always feel like there’s something wrong with that guy, if you want to pay attention to it, that’s up to you.”

After saying this, Massayiner left to mind his own business.

"In human terms, are you called a tsundere? But why do I always feel weird?"

Tyrell said to himself.



There's no trouble on Rachel's side, and Wonder Woman is still chopping melons and vegetables.

For a moment, it seemed as if the war at Buster Tower was about to be won.

The people watching the live broadcast were cheering and cheering, but everyone on Tony's side was very busy.

Leiko was protecting them from being harmed by the Poison King's authority, so she could only stay here.

After all, Leiko doesn't want the help she provides to humans to become a life-threatening talisman.

"What exactly is this thing? The Nephalem say that it contains the power of authority, but why doesn't there be any reaction no matter how much we stimulate it?"

Tony said with a headache.

The research on poisonous power has temporarily reached a deadlock.

He has tried many solutions, and even arranged for violent destruction experiments.

But this thing that looked like a big gem didn't react at all.

"Tony, Amanda Waller has completed the cutting of the soul. Amanda Waller has no other reaction except being slightly dull."

The staff responsible for the soul cutting experiment came over.

Amanda Waller has finished her treatment, and the demonized parts of her body have returned to their original appearance.

The team of biologists is currently analyzing the demon's flesh and blood.

"If that guy is okay, send him to Nick Fury. I think Nick Fury also needs someone to monitor him!"

Tony said a little irritably.

He looked at the gem ball in front of him without any thought at all.

This made him feel waves of discomfort.

Tony has always been a proud genius, but this is the first time that he has no clue when facing a research subject.

But Leiko has made it very clear that the protective layer formed by magma and anger is not to protect the poisonous authority, but to protect them.

So Tony doesn't plan to risk his life to open this layer of protection for the time being.

At least he would have to wait until Leiko left here before he would try it.

As for whether Leiko would leave Buster Building at this time, Tony didn't bother to think about it.

His only thought now is to quickly figure out why vampires can avoid being corrupted.

Then humans can feel a little more at ease.

"Nick Fury can't be contacted right now, and he hasn't responded to calls or text messages. Even the monitor you prepared can't find any trace of him!"

The researcher said with a grimace.

These words made Tony turn his head and look at him with wide eyes!

"When did Nick Fury lose his whereabouts?"

Tony's eyes were a little dangerous.

Nick Fury himself is a dangerous person, even if his original intentions and goals are good.

But the probability of this guy being corrupted is very high.

According to Tony's knowledge, the probability of Nick Fury being corrupted is higher than that of Amanda Waller.

But Tony didn't pay any attention to it at the time.

"About three hours ago."

The researcher said solemnly.

We can't blame him for his somewhat embarrassing attitude. He is standing in front of a big boss in the technology circle, and he is also a big boss in capital.

Even though he, as a researcher, can be considered a high-end talent, he is no more important than customer service to Tony.

"Three hours? Jarvis!"

Tony called Jarvis directly, but Jarvis's voice was not heard in his ears.

Now the problem becomes bigger.

As Tony's electronic butler, Jarvis would not ignore Tony's call.

Unless Jarvis got into some trouble, but what trouble could an artificial intelligence get into?

Tony walked to the computer and checked the network. The network link was normal!

It is obviously impossible for Jarvis to be unable to contact him because of the disconnection.

"We may also need someone with an electronic information major to help now."

Tony's tone softened.

He took out his cell phone that he hadn't dialed for a long time, rummaged around and finally found Wayne's contact information.

In the past, Jarvis had done things like dialing for him, so suddenly picking up the phone made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"This is Wayne, Tony, do you have any trouble over there that you need my help with?"

Wayne's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Can your little cyborg friend hear our call? Let him call me back!"

Tony shouted very urgently.

"I am Cyborg, of course Mr. Tony can call me Victor."

Cyborg's voice intervened in the call.

"Cyborg, you are called a god in the world of online information. Help me find traces of Jarvis in the online world.

I shouldn’t need to introduce you to who Jarvis is, right?”

Tony's words were very urgent. Although he was a bit arrogant as always, his sincere feelings were also very clear.

"I'll help you search for it. It will take about five minutes. During this time, you can talk to Wayne first."

After Cyborg said these words, there was no movement for a while. He had obviously gone to help find traces of Jarvis.

The reason why he needs five minutes is because Jarvis is an artificial intelligence.

If Jarvis wanted to hide, he didn't dare to say that he would be able to find traces of the other party in an instant.

But five minutes is the maximum time an artificial intelligence like Jarvis can hide from Cyborg's tracking.

"Wayne, I'm not interested in your plan, but I feel like a storm is coming."

Tony and Wayne said.

He already knew that the demons outside were crumbling, but Tony didn't think that demons would be unresponsive.

This light before dawn might turn into the calm before the storm, Tony couldn't guarantee it.

His only focus now is to find a way to solve the problem of the Burning Hell's corruption of mankind.

"My suggestion is to cut Reed's soul in an emergency.

His talent should be able to help your situation over there.

We had a face-to-face meeting with Baal before, and the result was not very good.

Our team didn't seem to be much stronger than the ants when facing Barr."

Wayne directly told Tony the intelligence he had collected.

"Was Baal, the Demon God of Destruction? Did you see him under someone's protection?"

Tony's eyebrows were already squeezed together.

"The ancestors of Hailab paid some price for us. According to the ancestors of Hailab, even if we are protected by him, we are not unscathed.

It's just that we checked it many times in our own way and didn't notice any problems.

If there is such a problem, I think it probably affects the soul."

That's what Wayne said, but that's not what he thought.

Wayne himself has the blood of a barbarian, and he should be protected by the Holy Mountain on the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.

Shazam is even more powerful on the mysterious side, and neither of them realizes there is anything wrong with their souls.

So at this time it can still be business as usual.

"Is cutting the only way to hurt the soul?"

Tony asked.

"Of course not. The soul is very similar to the human body. It can be cut and burned.

As long as there is corresponding power, any harm that can harm the human body can be done to the soul."

Wayne gave the answer.

"I think I've made some progress. Cutting the soul and then splitting it apart doesn't seem like the best thing to do.

Ask Cyborg to contact me after they find Jarvis, contact me directly, no need to call to apply!"

After Tony said that, he hung up the phone directly!

He planned to try other ways to divide the soul.

Wayne on the other end of the phone also realized that the injuries suffered by his group at the hands of Barr might have been hidden.

Like poking a few holes in the soul that can't be seen or felt.

If it breaks out when necessary, it will kill them.

Wayne immediately began sharing the idea with his friends.

During a conversation, both Tony and Wayne got the inspiration they needed.

This may be a good thing.


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