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979 A Glitch of Intelligence and Mutual Compassion

 "Excuse me, what exactly is Inaris planning to do?"

Warusk asked.

"He just wants to keep Sanctuary under sanctuary forever. This answer didn't disappoint you, right? Warusk!"

The first generation ancestor said, his tone was a little strange.

The first generation ancestors were actually a little dissatisfied with Volusk's question.

Inarius and Lilith in the eyes of the first generation ancestors are not the same thing as in the eyes of Volusk.

Except for the first generation Nephalem, the images of Inarius and Lilith in the eyes of others are relatively simple.

They have never experienced the helplessness and complicated emotions the first generation Nephalem had towards their parents.

"It's a pity that he was not successful as a protector, and Lilith doesn't seem to think that the sanctuary should be like this."

Warusk responded.

These words are a bit heartbreaking, even though Lilith's method of doing things is not in line with human moral values.

But as a demon, Lilith's method of doing things is only so "cruel", which is actually an exception.

"Warusk, if you want to explore things about my parents with me, I can take some time alone to discuss it with you.

But do you think Bulcaisel still has the patience to see you do this?"

The first ancestor looked at Warusk coldly and said.

"I just told the truth. The years of refuge in Sanctuary are too short.

Or are you going to tell me that all the desperate stories we went through were the best endings under asylum?"

Volusk scoffed at the words of the first ancestor.

"So the nephalem can only rely on themselves. You should be satisfied when you hear me, an old guy who knows more, say this!?"

The first generation ancestor said as if he had given up on himself.

He never intended to convince Warusk, but he could not help but argue a few words for his own knowledge when he got emotional.

"Let them continue talking, Volusk. We can know more things that we didn't know before. Of course, if I need to avoid it, I will be happy to do so." Burqaso said coldly.

Curiosity is a quality that humans possess, and this quality often allows humans to embark on the path of exploration.

Even if this result is not what everyone likes to see.

Bulcasso already felt a little tired of staying in this place.

Sitting on the throne, he had to maintain the majesty of the immortal king. This feeling was actually not very pleasant.

You can't drink a lot of alcohol, and you can't just lie on the ground.

And he couldn't just yell and fight. Compared to being the mascot-like immortal king, Bulcaisel preferred the feeling of fighting on the battlefield.

Because when fighting, he can do what he wants according to his own ideas.

"You just think that everything they say is meaningless to you. Just stay there. You are the immortal king."

Warusk said with a smile that he was happy to see Bulcaisso fidgeting.

Volusk squeezed Bulkesso, then turned away and stopped intervening in the conversation between Rathma and the first ancestor.

"snort!"

Burqaso made a nasal sound. He did not say much, but quietly watched the conversation between Rasma and his brother.

"Although I may have misperceived it, I felt that the power of death had increased a bit before."

Rasma finally revealed what he thought was valuable news.

Indeed, this news is of great value. But it doesn't mean much to Bulcasso.

Because he had seen death, and even knew from death's mouth that Tyrael had taken away most of her power.

"The power of death increases every moment, because every moment life comes to the forefront."

The first generation ancestors didn't seem to care much about this.

"That's not what I meant. I meant that the power of the Archangel of Death has increased. Although I was calculated by Israel back then.

But it doesn’t mean that I didn’t take any measures at that time. I left something on Israel’s body to monitor the situation of the archangels.”

Rasma hesitated when he said this. He was not sure what the consequences would be if he told the news at this time.

According to his thoughts, Bulkesso and the others might use some means against him to deal with the Archangel's affairs.

After all, the Archangel has never been the kind of person that the Nephalem can fully trust.

"Okay, I'm not that smart, but sometimes I am a little smart brother. Do you think this news is of any value?

Even if your message is correct, do we need to worry about the Archangel's increased power?"

the first generation ancestor asked.

He is dead, and Rasma is immortal.

Neither of them is invincible in the face of the power of death.

As for Warusk and Bulkesso, they don't need to worry about this kind of thing.

Has death killed nature? Or will Warusk, who once seriously injured a complete death, be unable to resist in the face of a mutilated death?

This news seems very important, but it seems to have no value at all.

"What if I said that the traces of mother disappeared for a moment?"

Rasma said.

Compared with the previous news, this news is really shocking.

"Rasma, are you sure your control over your mother has not been lifted by her? Believe me, your mother will definitely be able to discover any of your tricks.

She is knowledge, and all existing things are within the scope of knowledge.”

The tone of the first generation ancestor was a little more serious.

Lilith disappeared from this world, which is a bit scary.

Who can kill knowledge? And Lilith’s strength is not something that just anyone can defeat.

"My mother approved of the tricks I did because I still think she can be trusted.

I know this is a bit funny, but as a child, I believed that my mother, who could even make the skin that represented her authority into clothes to protect me, was right."

Rasma didn't mean to hide it at all, he just believed in his mother.

In his eyes, the differences between him and Lilith are not to the extent that they must oppose each other.

Maybe he just thought it was a mature child who was beginning to hate his mother's nagging?

"We have gone astray a long time ago, Rasma.

Mother loves you, but I don’t know if there are any conditions attached to this love.

But mother didn’t protect any of us.”

The first generation ancestor's tone was a bit serious.

"Wait a minute, you mean disappearing from this world?"

Bulkesso asked.

"Yes, it's not that she died or that my monitoring was lifted. She just disappeared temporarily."

Rasma said with certainty.

"Went to other worlds? Or were we sent to other times?"

Bulquesso casually stated two conjectures.

These two conjectures represent completely different meanings.

Lilith's knowledge authority can be said to be omniscient, so he should not be able to teleport to other times.

There is no one who has mastered the power of time in Sanctuary. Naturally, even if Lilith wanted to obtain this power, she couldn't do it.

As for whether she stole the knowledge of this world, Bulcaisel was certain that she did not.

Tony, who was cursed by knowledge, was still conducting research work wholeheartedly without showing anything wrong.

This can naturally serve as proof.

As for traveling to other worlds, things will become much more troublesome.

Because that means Lilith should have some new plan.

"I prefer time because I can't detect anything going on with my mother."

Rasma said calmly.

He knew that Bulcasso might not use any means of civilized conversation when facing Lilith.

After all, Rasma also had some guesses about Lilith's identity.

To be honest, Rathma didn't want to see Bulkesso blocking Lilith.

Because the current Nephalem's attitude towards demons is clear enough.

That would be to kill him directly, which would at least solve the immediate trouble.

"You will really cause trouble for me, but fortunately, my temper has improved a lot now and I won't be angry about such things."

Bulcaisel took a long breath before saying.

"Don't make trouble, your temper is just a little better than Banal's. Although you have changed a lot recently, I don't believe that you can change your temper in such a short time."

Warusk scolded Bulkesso angrily.

"You brothers should continue. I can't guarantee that I won't say anything next."

Bulcaisuo gently tapped the ground with the handle of the gravel hammer, and then took over part of the energy operation of the Holy Mountain.

This allowed the first generation ancestors to create a phantom in this place to talk to Rasma, which was considered a reward for the previous information.

"He is truly an immortal king with clear rewards and punishments. It's a pity that we can only say that we can cooperate, but we can never understand each other.

I have to say that this is a pity for you and me."

The first generation ancestor looked at the hands of the phantom body, then raised his head and said to Bulcaisuo.

"If we could understand each other, that would be my biggest regret.

I would rather not know the specific feeling of your struggle between family affection and justice for the rest of my life."

When Bulcasso said these words, his expression was a little complicated and full of pity.

"There is no need to pity us, Uldyssian. Because you were also the object of our pity."

Rasma said a little frustrated.

The previous topic obviously affected his thinking.



Thor and his family were sitting around the campfire, but Hela seemed to have something wrong.

From just now, Hela's body was trembling a little. They thought it was because Hela's injury had not healed yet, so she was acting a little weak.

But now Hela's face, which was covered in burns, turned pale as if she had lost too much blood, which made people realize that something was wrong!

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Thor asked!

He seemed a little nervous!

After all, Hela actually helped him and even protected him.

Thor has never been a cold guy.

"Asgard is completely destroyed." Hela said with great difficulty.

"Hela's power is linked to Asgard. As Asgard becomes weak, Hela will also become weak." Frigga also had a worried expression on her face.

"Who is it? Surtur in the Ragnarok prophecy?" A trace of anger flashed across Thor's body.

They all knew that prophecy, and they once believed that Surtur was the only being who could lead to this result.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Burning Hell, they might still be training continuously to prepare for the day when the prophecy of Ragnarok arrives.

Although Thor had known about this prophecy for a long time, he was even prepared to face this day.

But when this day came, he still felt a little hard to accept it.

"Only the fall of Asgard because of Surtur will make Hela gradually lose its power. I think there should be no other reason." Frigga said very unbearably.

"It doesn't seem to surprise me that Surtur destroyed Asgard without anyone stopping him."

Thor sighed.

If it were just Surtur, Thor didn't feel that he couldn't repel or defeat the Balrog at this time.

But they can't return to Asgard now!

Because of what Diablo did before, Asgard is no longer a place they can return to through conventional means.

"Surtur did not get the eternal fire. I am sure of this!"

Loki said very seriously.

Loki left some traces on the treasures in Odin's Asgard.

What he felt was that the treasures had lost their storage location, but they were still ownerless.

"No one in Asgard can resist no matter what enemy she faces. It seems that we should consider how to help my sister now."

Thor said.

Hela's breath became weaker and weaker.

Although her own strength still exists in her body, it is no longer at its peak.

"Maybe we could try making my sister a nephalem?"

Loki said.

Loki was also a little envious of the Nephalem's power, but he still retained some of the pride of an Asgardian mage.

He had no intention of becoming a Nephalem, or rather, no Nephalem had ever invited him.

"Nephalem? This seems to be a good plan, but it is probably not suitable for Hela to become a barbarian."

Frigga said.

Frigga knew how powerful the barbarians were, but she also knew how informal they were.

Although Hela was once regarded as the top warrior in the nine realms, she did not have the kind of informality.

On the contrary, Hela still cares about things a lot of the time.

"Mother, the question now is not whether my sister is willing to become a barbarian, but whether anyone among the barbarians will recognize her."

Thor frowned and said.

There is no such thing as "you will be able to become whoever you want to be" in this world.

"Perhaps we should ask the other Nephalem?"

Loki said.

He has always dared to try, and even dared to try whether his brother could withstand his backstab...

"So who should we ask?"

Frigga said and looked at Thor.

Among the people present, only Thor had a closer relationship with the Nephalem, so he was naturally needed to do this at this time.

It's just that Frigga is still a little nervous. As the Fairy Queen of Asgard, her doctor has never asked anyone else for help.

"Wait for a while, I will ask Volusk."

Thor didn't mean to shirk, he agreed very readily, and his straightforwardness was also one of his great strengths.


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