"I didn't expect it to be so lively here?"

The Ancient One's voice was tinged with surprise.

Before, she was facing off against the two Hell Monarchs, and although she didn't have a terrible battle, just the confrontation was actually a very exhausting thing.

After all, the Monarch of Hell was never a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Looks like this is the root of everything?"

After Gu Yi spoke, he glanced at the doctor who was a little flustered.

Dr. Nevi in his arms is in a very embarrassed state now.

Faced with a "girl" who he had broken his appointment, how could the doctor face it calmly?

Although this is not the first time he has done such a thing.

"Hello, just call me Doctor."

Doctor Who's tone was slightly embarrassed, but overall there was nothing wrong with it.

"Doctor? It's a title that reminds me of a lot of people. ”

The ancient one was a little surprised.

After all, there will be a lot of "doctors" in the near future, such as Doctor Strange, Dr. Doom, and Dr. Voodoo......

In this world, it seems that the existence of being able to be called a "doctor" is not an easy guy to deal with.

Even Tony Stark, who is now struggling to get up, is a doctor, and maybe he will see Dr. Banner later......

"Well, now is not the time to say."

Bourkeso interrupted the conversation a little roughly, then pulled the King's Sword from his backpack.

No one in the family of the Sage King of Canduras was a fuel-efficient lamp, and Leoric's Skeletron left too deep an impression on Bourkeso.

"Now, let the Hellboy take this sword and cut off Nevi's head."

Bourkeso glanced at Nevi, who was rubbing like a kitten in the doctor's arms, and said with a grim face.

"Well, I want to ask why you did this?"

When Doctor Who heard this, he subconsciously tightened his arm, but fortunately he was not the kind of brainless being, and he did not shout about it.

His long life and experiences have allowed Doctor Who to face everything calmly most of the time.

Travelers who travel through time will not easily lose their cool.

Even in the most difficult situation, he can think about how to solve the problem, instead of growling frizzily.

"His death is the end of time, and you should be able to understand when I say this."

Gu Yi said with a lowered gaze.

There's no way to say anything about Time Ancient One, but as a Time Lord, Doctor Who should be able to understand it all.

"So, I saw her death and approved of it?"

Doctor Who felt some wetness in his chest, and Nevi carefully wiped tears from his chest with her face.

"I guess we should deal with those guys first."

Konstantin said in a little panic, the cyberman in front of him was about to get out of that crack.

At this time, he could not continue to listen to the group discuss the matter of time.

That was too far away for him.

"Rare things, I want to leave one to study."

Bourkeso pushed Konstantin away from him, and then took the sword of the king and looked directly at the cybermen who were approaching.

He is just as curious about the unknown.

"It's not difficult to deal with these guys, but if you can't completely solve the time rift, no one knows what will happen on that end."

Doctor Who spoke his opinion, then gently patted Nivi on the back in his arms.

Although Rose's face was a little odd when he did so.

"This thing is strong?"

Bourkeso reached out his hand and grabbed the head of a cyber through the rift in time, lifting the guy out.

His actions were a little too fast for even Doctor Who had time to stop them.

The existence of a time rift is dangerous in itself, and the flow rate of time on both sides is simply indefinable.

But as if nothing had happened, Bourkeso easily withdrew his arm, as well as the somewhat dazed cyberman.

"I would venture to ask, can you ignore the effects of time?"

Doctor Who asked Bourkesso cautiously, judging by the speed of the cyberman's movements, the flow of time on that side was much happier than on this one.

Bourkeso, on the other hand, did not appear to be affected at all.

"How is that possible?"

Bourkeso took the cyberman in front of him and looked at it as he responded to Doctor Who's question.

Time works for barbarians, especially for a guy like Bourkeso, who has absolutely no way to ignore the rules.

"Then why didn't you even feel sick?"

Doctor Who carefully pulled his sonic driver out of his pocket and pointed at Bourkeso.

He needed to analyze the existence of Bourkeso.

"You mean aging?"

Bourkeso snapped the cyberman's shoulder, preventing the creature from raising his arm to attack. Then he used the king's sword to directly nail the arm on the ground that was still emitting electric sparks to the ground.

In the face of powerful physical attacks, even cyberhumans who can evolve on their own have no good solution.

Although they can adjust the structure of their bodies, the existence of the technological side is more reasonable after all.

Strength is their benchmark, so for the huge brute force, this group can only bear silently.

"No, the impact of uncoordinated time on the body is huge, and it is unbearable for life. It's as if the blood in your arm will flow many times faster, but your heart will still beat at the same rate, and this can't be without effect. ”

With that, Tony on the ground finally stood up and shouted loudly.

"The flow rate of the blood? What's the problem. ”

Bourkeso didn't understand what Tony meant, but turned his head and broke off the other half of the cyberman's shoulder.

"I don't even know where the end of the universe is, and you're telling me this?"

Doctor Who heard Bourkeso's answer, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

"Then let me put it another way, what is the average lifespan of your group?"

The question of longevity is just to satisfy curiosity.

Who knows how far Nephilim will live.

"The average is about five or six hundred years old? Anyway, my friends died at about this age. ”

Bourkeso didn't know the average lifespan of Nephilia, he simply took a sample.

This sample is the three fools who died together in battle.

"So, you Gui Geng!"

Demio finally found the space to interject, a conversation he could understand.

"More than five hundred and sixty? That's about the same age, right? Why do you ask this? ”

Bourkeso snapped the cyberman's neck, as the guy seemed to be planning to attack with some high-tech weapon, and his chest flashed like a light bulb.

"How long do barbarians live?"

Jessica covered her mouth and cried out in surprise.

A long life is something worth pursuing for every ordinary human being.

"How do I know? Anyway, I haven't seen a barbarian who dies. ”

Bourkeso finally gave up on the topic, and in his head Andariel was laughing like a fool.

It's like seeing something to be happy about.