A short time passed.

There was no need to know what Leorik had talked about with death.

An interesting thing is happening on the holy mountain of Harogas at this time.

Maddock, who had just returned, was looking at Luke in front of him and had a headache.

Originally, he was going to eat something with Bourkeso and Imprius, after all, it was a rare opportunity for these ancestors to appear as entities, and if it weren't for the big rock thrown by Orungus, he would probably be holding a large piece of roast meat and sauce in his mouth right now.

Although the barbarians' barbecue skills are not bad, sauce is a luxury in a world where supplies are scarce.

"I said, I'm not surprised that you want to be powerful, but isn't it too hasty for you to run like this to enter a secret realm of higher difficulty."

Madoc was lying on his stomach with Orungus, and Madoc didn't have the slightest intention of saving face for Orungus.

As soon as he returned, he went straight to Olongus, who had smashed him to settle the score, and after a less tragic battle, Olongus was cursing under Madoc's feet.

"The weak are not qualified to defend the right in a cruel world, and the weak can't even protect themselves, it only makes me feel my inferiority."

Luke said silently, holding a cracked blade in his hand, and his tone was full of unwillingness.

"And your partner is going to find Orak? If I want me to say that the most important thing you need to do now is to go to bed and forget about your failures for a while, that's what you need to do.

You may now be defeated by anger and die in the Secret Realm, where the dead don't need to be strong. ”

Madoc finally lifted up and stepped on Orungus's foot, not because his conscience had found it, but because Cassius had appeared in his sight.

If he was going to get punched by Cassius, he could continue to step on Orungus.

These two guys were inseparable when they were on the battlefield, one taking out all the elite demons, and the other smashing the demons into meat sauce with huge stones.

When these two guys are together, even the Demon King of Hell will have a slight headache.

"I know, but I may need a fight to calm myself......"

Luke didn't give up on his thoughts, but his words were ruthlessly interrupted by Madoc.

"Enough, although the demons in the secret realm are also demons, they are only for you to become familiar with the power and receive the gifts of the ancestors.

You want to calm your emotions by killing, don't you?

I tell you, no one kills without a wave in their hearts! Unless they have lost their conscience as human beings!

Now, go to bed now, and tomorrow I'll find a way to calm you down, and now you're on a despicable path! ”

Madolph swung his axe violently, and Orungus did not immediately return the fire when he got up.

Compared with the dignity of a dead person, it is more important to educate the younger generations.

But this humiliation won't end like this, and Madolph knows it in his heart.

Even if it's a playful game, winning or losing is just as important.

It's better to say that it is precisely because this competition is just a joke that the two will attach so much importance to winning and losing.

Luke didn't insist on his thoughts any longer, he knew very well that Madoc was right.

It's just that his mind is constantly surging, so he recklessly does such a thing.

The reluctance to be weak and the regret for powerlessness are gnawing at his heart like a hard-haired mouse.

"That guy, I've brought it back, you guys have a week to get stronger, and then challenge again. No one will stop your fight this time. ”

Madolph whispered in a voice that only Luke could hear.

After the purple man lost the Heavenly Hammer of the Soul Exterminator, it was indeed incomparable to the two ordinary people who were weak.

But the battle would be fair, and the Purple Man would regain the level of strength he had as the Heavenly Hammer Venerable, but his demise was already a foregone conclusion.

If Jessica and Luke die at his hands in a battle soon after, no one will be hated, and whether the Purple Man wins or not, he will end up with only death.

"I can't wait for the sun to rise tomorrow."

Luke whispered, but his tone was finally much lighter.

Such a performance made Madolph grin.

His heir can be foolish, he can be like a fool, but he can't be panicked.

Madoc was alive to see the outcome of his battles, but he only did so in the most important battles.

For example, for the sake of the continuation of the race, or there is a reason why you have to win.

There's no fun in winning or losing, and some accidents will keep him sharp as a warrior instead of losing his life at some point because of his slow reflexes.

"Alright, Orungus, let's start the second round! This time I'll let you choose the distance to start the battle. ”

Madolph glanced at Orlongus, who was standing not far away, and said.

Then he saw the Tribal Blade and the Boot Boots appear on Orungus's body.

The Boots of Treasure are the imitations that Orungus asked for from Rasuk, and of course, with the help of the insignificant power of Kanai's box, he has blessed himself with the legendary ability of the wrath of the hidden peak.

Even if it is only used once, there seems to be nothing wrong with using it on Madolph.

As for the most important power of the earth, he has already obtained an ancient legend from Bourkeso.

Now it's time for Madoc to feel the pain!

"You're cheating!"

Madoc shouted angrily, then waved his tomahawk.

Fear?

It shouldn't be the emotion that a savage should have, even if he knows that he is not defeated, he will not escape.

Can Orungus still kill him on the Holy Mountain?

"Whew! If you hadn't stepped on me, would I have done this? ”

Orungus scolded directly.

If the other Barbarian Ancestors didn't change much in strength even if they wore the imitations of the Legendary Suit, Orungus was the only exception.

Because the fixed fighting style of other ancestors made it impossible for them to fully utilize the power of the legendary suit, and the fighting style of Orungus was naturally suitable for this equipment!

"Why don't you TN go to Bourkeso's hand and take off his Ring of Strength!"

"You can also go to Burkai and ask for an Ancient Wasteland set or a Ninety Barbarian set, but can you use it properly?"

Orungus didn't give Madolphk much time to react, and his figure was already soaring into the sky!

Treasure Boots, capable of triggering three jump slashes in a short period of time.

The Earth Force set allows skills such as challenges to activate Warcry skills in passing.

Of course, it also leaves a trail of earthquakes on the ground after each jump.

And the most terrifying damage of this set is the Elder Spear Boulder Throw, which is infused with all the rage!

Madoc is beaten this time, and Bourkeso can't save him when he comes!

……

"I thought there was nothing beautiful in the human world, at least that's what I thought when I drank your sip."

The Prius held a pulled pork sandwich that had been simmered for 24 hours at a low temperature before being put in the oven and took a big bite.

The taste of this food made him a little unaccustomed, but it felt exceptionally good.

"To be honest, the human world is much more complicated than the higher heavens. The good and the ugly are always intertwined, and I sometimes think it might feel good to be an angel. ”

Bourquesso picked up a can, unbuttoned it, and placed it in front of Imprius.

He had bought these things on the way back, and if he ate outside, the Prius might get into trouble because of his habits that were out of step with humans.

So I had to take everything back to the blacksmith to deal with it.

"What is this? It's not going to be a thrilling drink, is it? Then you might as well take the Fountain of Heaven out of your backpack and give it to me, I might get used to that thing a little bit. ”

Prius said this with his mouth stuffed with food, but his hand picked up the can anyway.

It takes some courage to try something new, and Inprius is courage.

"Woohoo! This one isn't bad! I think this thing might suit me better than your spirits. ”

Inprius said casually, and then looked at the Ancient One sitting next to Bourkeso, looking a little curious.

"So Mage, you haven't said a word since you came, do you have anything to say?"

"I'm just a little curious about courage."

Gu Yi said flatly, with no intention of continuing.

It was a bad experience to be interrupted from eating, and besides, she wasn't in a hurry to say something.

"Curious about courage? You don't look like someone who lacks courage. In other words, everyone does not lack courage, but most of the time they do not realize that courage is on their side. ”

Prius shoved the last sandwich into his mouth and swallowed it with the juice as he spoke.

"Courage is nothing but something that comes up with every choice you make, whether it's falling asleep in the dark or thinking about tomorrow. Courage is everywhere.

But do you know why I've only given the power of courage and wings of light to Bourkeso and that Anderson until now? ”

Prius asked with some playfulness on his ordinary face.

"Maybe it's the reminder they need the most, 'Courage is with you'? Or maybe they've got your approval for something. ”

Gu Yi said his opinion, Bourkeso covered his head and drank, he didn't want to talk too much about it.

"Courage is never stingy, it's just that they really recognize what courage can do. Courage is the first step to grasping hope, and they have done it. ”

Because Prius grabbed the empty can in his hand, and for some reason he wanted to squeeze the can flat.

"When Bourkeso faced Leorik, he was ......"

"That's enough, Imprius, that's not what to talk about now."

Bourkeso directly interrupted Imprius, who, as a witness to everything at the time, knew what Bourkeso had encountered at that time.

But that wasn't the time, at least not yet.

"Tsk~ Well, I seem to be getting a little weird, was Tyrell like me back then?"

Inprius slammed his mouth and said.

After becoming a human, he seemed to become a little strange.

He wasn't that talkative.

"Tyrell? He's like a babbling old guy who knows everything, but only whispers in your ear what you should do, the kind of guy who always points fingers when playing chess in the park.

In particular, his guidance is not necessarily correct, and this is the most similar. ”

Bourkeso took another jar of juice from the plastic bag on one side and placed it in front of Imprius.

No one knows how much an archangel can eat after he becomes a mortal.

Hell, after eating the day's food, Tyrell didn't react at all, except that his stomach felt weird.

Who knows how much they can fit in their stomachs.

"That sounds terrible."

Prius took the can, then unbuttoned the tab and gulped it down.

Fruit juice was his first favorite drink.

"Let's talk about Anderson. Anyway, this guy is quite interesting.

I remember that I had just awakened and had no clear sense of everything, but that guy was the most special one in my neighborhood.

His heart was filled with fear, but he prayed to the angels to give him strength and courage to face those terrible things.

I was an archangel at the time, and naturally I would not refuse a prayer, although it seemed to me that he was already courageous.

What do you mean by that? The person who can choose to face it in the face of fear is the most courageous person? It seems so.

So I chose to perch on him temporarily, but you know what? During the time we spent together, the priest named Anderson actually got the flame of courage from me little by little.

Like Bourkeso, it occurred to me that he might be a better fit for my strength than Johannah. ”

"So you chose him?"

As a qualified listener, Gu Yi just right enough to satisfy the narrator.

No one wants the audience to be silent when telling a story, and to get back a great deal of depravity.

"He chose me. Just like it was back then. ”

Prius glanced at Bourkeso as he said this, and saw that he didn't say anything more before continuing.

"He's just one of many mortals, and he doesn't look so unremarkable, that kind of body modification is not worth mentioning in my eyes, but he still chooses to face it resolutely even though he knows what will become of him.

I have to say that he is the most in line with my heart of all the humans I have ever seen, except for Bourkeso. ”

"In other words, you only choose to face it when you know the consequences, which is what you love?"

The Ancient One was a little concerned about this issue.

After all, this statement is a bit too vague, and do those criminals know what the consequences of their actions will be?

Obviously, most of them are aware, but his actions must not be judged by courage.

"Courage does not mean recklessness, so the Archangel of Courage never needs the guidance of the Archangel of Wisdom, because he himself can discern what courage is. Ancient One, this speculation is somewhat offensive to Prius. ”

Bourkeso said this, and looked deeply at the ancient one.

According to what he knew of the Ancient One, she shouldn't have said such a thing.

"Is Eternity trying to confirm what through you? Or has your soul changed?"

Bourkeso was a little concerned, the ancient one was a good friend, and there was no need to think about doing something immoral for a friend.

Now Bourkeso has the ability to say "no" to everything in this world, and can take off the heads of those stinking guys.

"I'm not sure about that, maybe we can ask for the help of Emperor Weishan."

Faced with Bourkeso's question, the Ancient One had a hard time answering.

Eternity was a bit too high for her, and she was not capable of discernment on this level.

"Well, this mage's soul ceased to be human for a long time, I'm sure of that. But she hasn't been affected by anything now, probably just an unintentional mistake. ”

Inprius said this, but he passed on the information he knew to Bourquetso.

Burkeso chose to remain silent after hearing this, and the small blacksmith shop finally fell into a somewhat awkward silence.

Because the meaning of the Prius has been very clear, the soul of the ancient one has long been affected by eternity for a long time.

Her current words, and many of her previous practices, may not have been her intention.

Even the long-dead ancestors on the Holy Mountain had a better say in matters of the soul than Bourkeso.

After all, an existence with a broken soul cannot be expected to correctly distinguish the problem of the soul.

If it weren't for Bourkeso's ability to perceive good and evil as a barbarian, he might have been easily fooled.

"That's all for that."

Bourkeso finally broke the silence and took the lead in speaking.

"Imprius, I think you seem to have some training methods for the Holy Cult?"

Bourkeso asked, compared to dealing with soul problems, which is still a bit troublesome, but the training method of the Holy Cult Army is more worth paying attention to.

"Do you want to use the Nephilim bloodlines in the secret realm in Harrogas to cultivate the Holy Cult?

I advise you not to think so. ”

Inprius placed the second empty jar of juice on the table, the pinched one, of course.

"Do you know the gap between the bloodline of the barbarians and the Holy Cult Army? Think about those Holy Cult kings made by Diablo, you still can't understand? ”

Prius was dismissive of Bourkeso's idea.

In the same Nephiten, the gap between the Holy Cult Army and the barbarians is really a bit big.

The Holy Cult Monarch needed not the bones of ordinary people, but the desecration of the corpses of the originally noble Holy Cult after they died in battle.

The demonic power stained those bodies, and then Lilith's blood overpowered the angelic Inaris, and that kind of guy was born.

The bloodline of the barbarians gave birth to the Holy Cult Army?

This idea is a bit bizarre, maybe barely being able to cultivate a demon hunter is the limit of this bloodline.

"I know a young man who is well suited to be a Holy Army, but he didn't get the strength of the Holy Army from Akhhan's supplement."

Bourkeso said calmly.

"Akerhan's patch? That legendary power is still too reluctant to guide a Holy Army, and you may need the power of the Ackhan suit.

It was just a flail that wasn't very powerful, and I only knew Johanna about the people who could get the power of the Holy Cult Army from that kind of legend. ”

When Prius said this, he suddenly remembered something, and said with some urgency:

"Johanna was still in the High Heaven when we left Masayr's body! When the Temple of the Brave fell, Johannah hadn't left the High Heavens. ”

Prius's words succeeded in attracting Bourkeso's attention.

Compared to Sonya, Johanna is more recognized by Bourkeso.

Humility, justice, and the elimination of sin.

Johanna was also the most trusted of Bourkeso's fellow partners.

"Can you be sure that Johanna won't die under the pursuit of Masayr? You must know that they are similar to me at that time, and they have no ability to face death at all. ”

Bourkeso asked.

"You know how powerful Johannah is, and I dare say that if it weren't for your appearance, she would have probably grown to the point where she could deal with the Great Demon God.

If you want me to say that you were meddling too much at the time. ”

Prius pouted.

After becoming human, he began to explore the way of life as a human being.

He didn't become human with Tyrell in mind.

Inprius became a human only for the sake of courage itself, and he was much easier than Tyrell.

"You forgot about Rasma, no one can be sure that Rasmar will turn a blind eye to this, after all, every profession has given birth to a strong man who has embarked on the path to godhood."

"You can't count all the losers on Rasmar's head, know that the Demon King of Hell will not let the next creator god be born from outside of them."

Prius said this, but his face became less pretty.

The demons of the burning hell do not want the creator god to appear outside of them, and even calculate with each other for this.

Isn't that true of the higher heavens?

Inprius can't be sure of this.

"Perhaps, Masayer can know better, but I don't think he can communicate with us now."

Inprius said with some regret.

"Forget it, if you want your acquaintance to become a Holy Cult Army, then just wait for the arrival of the High Heaven.

Counting the time, it doesn't seem to be too long. If Johannah was still alive, then she would be in the High Heavens. ”

Prius put the end on the topic, but Bourkeso clearly won't pass up an opportunity to know more.

As for the soul of the Ancient One, if Johannah could really come, then these would no longer be a problem.

The witch doctor Nazpo and the Holy Cult Soldier Johanna were the most soul-savvy of them all, and even Li Min, a genius mage, was inferior to them in the realm of souls.

"Johannah was able to keep all the demons out of the gates of the Crystal Dome for life, and she was no less stressed than I was to Diablo, and she wouldn't die.

I can swear by the epiphany of the Alakat I forged. ”

Arakat's Epiphany is a rare Saint Shield.

Each successful block allows the body to get through the stiffness of using the skill more quickly.

Even for Bourkeso, the Primal-level Arakat Epiphany he made was only two.

With the addition of the evoker thorn set, Johannah is definitely the most unlikely Nephilim to be defeated.

That tenacity allowed her to ignore the threat of numbers, and even a molten trap that could be fatal enough for a barbarian would most likely not take Johannah's life.

"Then we'll see. The High Heaven will come. Yseriel is constantly leading it to its arrival. ”

Imprius said.

"By the way, are you interested in knowing what I paid for Iseriel to take over my job? That's definitely a wonderful story. ”

As the Prius grew talkative, he took another can out of the plastic bag that Bourkeso had in hand.

Then I just took a sip and squirted it out, and sprinkled it on the table, looking a little messy.

"What the hell is this! This thing tastes far worse than the liquor you gave me! ”

The drinks in the cans contain alcohol, but it is clear that the alcohol has made a bad impression on the Imprius compared to the juice.

In other words, there is also a huge gap in quality between commercial beer and spirits brewed in Bourkeso.

"I suppose you threatened Iserrel with Masayer, right? Or did you promise to be on his side in the battle with Masayer? ”

Bourkeso snatched the beer from Imprius's hand and poured it straight into his mouth.

"I think you might have to figure out a way to make sure Tyrell wasn't fooled by Yseriel, that justice would always pale without the guidance of his wisdom."

Burcesso was not very interested in the story of Imprius.

There may have been a struggle between the archangels, but not to the extent that anyone had to die.

Even if Masayr swallowed the other archangels, but it didn't touch their will, even the hell lords could be revived, and it was obvious that Masayer's plan might be more than that.

"Oriel will be watching them, after all, hope is everywhere."

Prius smiled and took out another can, carefully examined the packaging on it, and made sure that it was the same shape as the juice he drank before opening the can.

Then he raised his glass to the empty corner, where the image of Oriel slowly emerged, and then disappeared after nodding.

"I can confirm that Tyrell, the most powerful of the archangels, knows the least, and you only know a little more than he does."

Bourkeso said angrily.

Bourkeso can be sure that Inprius is not as simple as it seems, but Inprius will never hurt Bourqueso.

This Bourkeso he can guarantee.

……

"Iseriel, I think it's time to tell me the truth!"

Tyrrell said to Dr. Manhattan in front of him.

Dr. Manhattan was standing on the edge of the void, and the energy on the void was still spreading.

Apparently, Iseriel used some means to take over the work of Imprius with the help of Dr. Manhattan.

Now Tyrell is questioning Isereel.

"He said he doesn't have time to talk to you about this right now, he has more important things to do, it's about the Demon King of Hell."

Dr. Manhattan turned his head to look at Tyrell in the wings of light, as if he was surprised.

And this emotion should not have been in the case of Dr. Manhattan, who had lost his humanity.

"Human, you shouldn't meddle in the affairs of the Angris Council, now let Iserel talk to me personally!"

Tyrell exudes great power, but Dr. Manhattan's resistance does not have the slightest effect on everything around him.

Maybe it's because Tyrell didn't use all his strength, but that's not the point.

Dr. Manhattan's eyes began to radiate energy, and it was clear that Tyrell was referring to him as "human", which caused ripples in his calm heart.

It's been a long time since Dr. Manhattan has been called a "human."

He has become almost omnipotent, completely beyond what humans know about "human".

It's God, and more often people call him by Dr. Manhattan.

"You need to be patient, Tyrell, he said! The time will always come! ”

Dr. Manhattan said quietly, but he began to analyze Tyrell in front of him.

But unfortunately, as if Iseriel was only in his sight, he didn't see anything more.

The energy in Tyrell was something he hadn't been able to comprehend, and it was a novel experience.

"Humph!"

Tyrrell stood still and didn't ask Dr. Manhattan in front of him, and turned his gaze to the legendary weapon of the Broken Sky.

Dr. Manhattan, even though he has a huge gap with humans, is still within the scope of humanity in Tyrell's eyes.

Or rather, these archangels have a wider range of human beings in their eyes.

"What are you?"

For the first time, Dr. Manhattan asked a question of his own volition, and it was not unusual for Dr. Manhattan to ask a question, but it was the reason for the question.

Dr. Manhattan had always answered questions with questions, but he had already made up his mind.

There had never been anything unknown in his eyes, but this time, he had indeed asked questions about the unknown for the first time.

"I'm curious as to what Isseril used to convince you of such an existence.

Now he simply can't come up with the price you are interested in! ”

Tyrrell asked with a lot of emotion.

Faced with Manhattan's questions, he chose to answer questions with questions, which is a bit weird.

Dr. Manhattan was speechless.

It had been through more than Tyrell, and he knew more than Tyrell did.

For example, how he emerged from another world.

He even experienced that battle between the rules of the two worlds, and unfortunately, he chose to sit on the sidelines at that time.

Because he has lost everything he can lose.

He is probably the last remnant of that world, and he is the reason why this world has not completely swallowed that world!

After Dr. Manhattan lost his humanity, there was not the slightest flaw that could be exploited!

His authority is to create and destroy!

Creation is not something that can be mastered by complete reason, but destruction can.

Now he is only half, and only the rules of breaking are left.

Even if he reconstructed everything he saw, it was like putting together the blocks according to the instructions, and he lost his creativity!

"Then answer me, you remind me of those bad things! Your presence will only make it unbearable for me, as a righteous person! ”

Tyrell's mood grew more and more irritable.

There is nothing evil in Dr. Manhattan, or, like Barr, destruction is just a matter of authority and cannot be defined as evil?

Unable to ignore Dr. Manhattan's presence, Tyrell begins to become aggressive.

As one of the three demon gods, Baal has a fear in him that cannot be ignored.

It was an innate fear of the destruction of existence, but Baal never appeared to be haunted by sin.

That was his authority, so sin became Azmodan's nourishment.

And the reason why Azmodan behaves disgusting is precisely because of the guilt of Baal in him!

Baal is the second only existence of Diablo among the three demon gods.

He and Diablo took completely different paths.

The way to become the creator god, he has his own ideas!

And now that Tyrrell saw a guy similar to Baal, he couldn't calm down at all.

"The being called Imprius didn't use this attitude to face me before, are you righteous? So why do you feel bad for me? ”

Dr. Manhattan finally spoke slowly.

This time he didn't relay Isseriel's words, and there was no superfluous trace on his blue face.

"Maybe I'm just wary of a presence like you! What does the essence of destruction mean, do I need to say more! ”