305 Iron Man is being upgraded (10,000 words)
Two more days passed, and nothing big happened in those days.
If Tony's new breakthrough in research is a big deal, it's probably one.
"So you're going to find someone to try your new toy?"
Rumlow looked at Tony in front of him, looking a little dissatisfied.
Today is a rare good weather, and Rumlow plans to take a trip to the Holy Mountain to challenge the secret realm.
Yesterday he went back, but unfortunately he didn't achieve his goal.
When he found Talik, the guy turned down Rumlow's request to enter the secret realm with an unhappy face.
The evidence of shame in Talik's hand had also become a little different, which made Rumlow care a little.
But no matter who I asked, I didn't get a clear answer, and it seemed that all the ancestors were reluctant to mention it.
"You're the strongest opponent I can find, and of course I mean the opponent I can fight."
Tony said softly, carrying a brand new bracelet on his hand.
He deliberately waved his hand in front of Rumlow, as if he was deliberately showing off.
"I think our relationship doesn't seem to be that good, if you want to fight, go to Luke or Matthew. It's okay to go to Rorschach no matter how bad it is, I think you should have all of us in your hands. β
Rumlow seemed a little careless, and his words had already completed a temptation.
In this age of mobile phones, a scientist can do more than most people think.
Besides, the artificial intelligence butler called "Jarvis" has already been put on the surface.
"I'm not going to disturb Luke and Jessica's date, today is when that show starts."
Tony's mustache picked at it a little funny, and he sponsored Luke's two tickets to the Broadway show.
In exchange for Luke helping him once in the future.
Of course, Tony has a lot of stuff in store, and he can get a lot of interesting stuff from Luke.
For example, the toys forged by Bourqueso in his laboratory.
This is something that Luke can do as a clerk, at least when selling things to others, Luke can instinctively sense which piece of equipment is of higher quality.
To this end, Tony buys a Ripper's Scythe as a gift to Luke.
Luke wouldn't be so despicable as a threat, and he wouldn't do anything like enriching himself.
It was a normal business dealing, and he kept a dime of the money he earned in his drawer.
"You used this to buy him? I don't think Luke and Jessica can understand the performances that the big guys love. Of course, I don't understand it either. β
Rumlow felt a little irritable.
He's been feeling a little strange lately, as if his brain is shaking a little, and he's always trying to sleep.
Usually when he feels like this, there is definitely something bad waiting for him.
The last time he was beaten by Madoc on the floor, and that time he didn't slow down even after drinking the potion.
He was a little skeptical about whether pain counted as harm.
"Okay, don't talk about these useless things, I don't have much to give you here, and I don't think you want to be materialistic."
Tony was a little sluggish in his words, and he couldn't remember for a moment what to pay for Rumlow.
"Why don't I give you cash? I heard that you are constantly making money to atone for your sins, and I think I can still help you in this regard. β
"Do you think I'm a desperate person? If you have that heart, you can do charity yourself, I'm not in the mood to fight you. β
Rumlow declined Tony's request, and he went straight to his bedroom to get a good night's sleep.
He wasn't going out today.
"I can help you become stronger, at least the combat power that technology can provide is not what Bourkeso and they can do."
Tony finally said something interesting.
Maybe what Rumlow still cares about is how to become stronger.
Although he is now confident that he can easily solve the troubles that he couldn't solve before, he is still a little uneasy in the face of Hydra.
Because this is so familiar, it makes him worry all the time.
"You mean the metal armor you're wearing? Don't make a fuss, I can easily smash those metal toys. β
Rumlow said this, his eyes fixed on Tony.
It seems to want to hear something different from Tony's mouth.
"I'm Iron Man, this metal armor is me, no one can separate us, don't think about it. But I can give you some interesting gadgets.
You don't plan to kill an enemy every time you fight, do you? I think you need something subtle and subtle that isn't lethal. β
Tony picked up the hand with the bracelet and placed it gently on Rumlow's shoulder.
A burst of electricity that was enough to make ordinary people lose consciousness swept through Rumlow's body in an instant.
"That's it? Then I might as well get a taser. β
Rumlow brushed his hair with his hand, the feeling of being overcharged was a little uncomfortable, and his scalp tingled.
Tony's use of electricity doesn't mean much to Rumlow.
Really, this level of current might have been better done with a taser, and that thing wouldn't have been hard for Rumlow to get even if the bullet didn't have a small note numbered on it.
"You have to know that it's not the electricity that's precious, it's the electricity that I use without any damage. That's something that Tesla can't do. β
Tony let go of the hand that was on Rumlow's shoulder, holding it up and shaking it in front of him.
There is no protective appearance on it.
"I guess someone like you wouldn't ignore the damage of electricity, right? It's just a matter of strength, and I'm able to get you to use electricity in battle, so your opponent will definitely have muscles that will be out of shape. Isn't this a useful invention? β
Tony said with a slight smugness.
The bracelet was the most fully mastered technique he had ever mastered in a cyberman's body.
A whole new way of using energy, and complete control over that energy.
Cyber human bodies are electrically conductive, but when using this electrical current, they do not harm the brains of humans who are still humans.
This is due to that completely different way of manipulating energy.
"I don't think it's useful, I'm going to sleep, remember to close the door for me when you leave."
Rumlow left the living room in a state of interest and went to sleep in silence in the bedroom.
Tony's invention is indeed useful, as a powerful race on the technological side, the technology of the cyber people has long surpassed the general civilization.
But the use of electricity is not the strongest part of the cyberman.
The power of Cyberman lies in the infinite upgrades!
With a smile on his face, Tony silently left Rumlow's house.
He's done what he's done, Jarvis records Rumlow's reaction to the electricity, and the next thing he's going to do is to upgrade his armor.
The brains of cyber people only maintain the concepts of "people" and "race", and what really dominates them is more of the escalating intelligence!
And Tony has managed to extract the most primitive template, although it is still very weak, but as he has experienced more things, it is only a matter of time before he becomes stronger.
"Jarvis, help me gather how many more people Rumlow has to pay off his debts, and how many jobs the Stark Group can come up with. Then send an invitation to the poor people who are still alive but not working. β
Tony pressed his headphones as he spoke.
It's true that giving cash directly doesn't make much sense to Rumlow.
Those who have been hurt need a chance to live again, and that's what Tony pays Rumlow.
"By the way, tell Pepper that we're going to a show on Broadway tonight, and I don't think Luke would mind helping Jessica pay for some of his sins."
Tony walked out of Rumlow's apartment with some smug steps, and then soared into the sky.
Left behind the people who watched his flying figure and exclaimed.
The first step to being strong naturally starts with acquaintances.
Although the "anti-barbarian armor" was already in the process of being developed, he still did not have much confidence in it.
β¦β¦
"Matthew, who are you going to now?"
Angel sat on the couch in Matthew's office and said very casually, the burning lady's cigarette in her hand made the less ventilated office a little choking.
"I don't know, whether it's Luke or Rumlow, I'm sure they're no match for King. The only ones who can help us right now are Rorschach and Thor. β
Matthew's tone was a little hesitant.
For the past few years, he had been thinking about who to turn to for help.
Rumlow and Luke, based on his experience, couldn't make much of a difference in the fight against King.
And he didn't dare to trouble Bourkeso, and this feeling was like a child who had caused trouble and did not dare to tell his parents, although he knew very well that he would get help from his parents in this right matter.
It's just that he feels that Bourkeso may not interfere at all.
It can only be said that people with delicate minds are somewhat hypocritical.
"Then why don't you go to them?"
Angel said lazily, her whole body moving back, completely sinking herself in the somewhat cheap couch.
"I can't find them, and if I want to teleport to each other, I need the battle flag as a medium. It's just that I'm not qualified to get the battle flag yet. β
Nephilim wanted to teleport to each other's side, and they needed battle flags as a guide, and each battle flag was the beginning of a legend.
Only Rorschach is on the verge of qualifying for the battle flag, but there is no battle flag after all.
"So we're just going to do nothing?"
Angel closed his eyes and moved a little more towards the couch.
Apparently this cheap sofa made her feel less comfortable.
"I'm thinking that Spider-Man's injury will probably take some time to recover, and we still have time until then. Kim didn't seem to be looking for us at all, and didn't know what he was up to lately. β
Matthew's voice was full of concern.
And the Jin Ji he was worried about is now constantly showing his face in front of the leaders of those underground forces, constantly trying how to make these people give birth to high-quality fears.
Kim didn't have much clue about this matter, so he could only keep trying and live like a pervert.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate for Odin to do this kind of thing, after all, he has a face that can eat people.
And Kim didn't seem to have much talent in this matter, and he didn't need to be afraid of others at all.
When creating fear turned from a means to an end, the underworld emperor didn't know what to do for a while.
"It looks like it's another day of idleness, and I think it's not bad to go on like this. But don't you have that magic vial? Why not give Spider-Man a go? β
Angel's voice suddenly became lazy.
Matthew and Spider-Man are afraid of Kim, but Angel doesn't.
After seeing Satan like a mallet in his hand, and Mephisto like a fool being deceived, she felt as if there was nothing to fear.
The less you know, the happier you are. This is simply the truth.
At least the migrant worker will not be worried about any bond crisis, unless the migrant worker has to be reduced to working for a living because he is trapped in finance.
Angel is a bit of a salted fish now.
"It's a treasure enough to make a righteous man think evil, and I can't take that risk, and besides, I don't know him well. What's more, he wasn't to the point where he would die without using the medicine bottle.
The most suspicious thing right now is that Kim doesn't mean to make trouble at all, which is unusual. β
Matthew was still thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what Kim was having.
After truly feeling the suffocating fear, Matthew couldn't calm down.
"Why don't we give that paranormal event handling expert? He disappeared after the last time I threw him on the road, just in time to see if he was dead. β
Angel took a deep puff of her cigarette, and the way she looked made people worry about her longevity.
The gesture of wanting to suck everything into his lungs looked a little awkward, and even his expression became a little hideous.
She just mentioned the matter of the medicine bottle casually, but she didn't have much intention of asking.
"Konstantin? What can he do? He was just an ordinary mage, and he might not even be able to speak in front of Jin Ji. β
Matthew suddenly remembered the way Konstantin was holding his stomach and talking harshly, and he couldn't help frowning a little.
He didn't have much affection for Konstantin.
"At least that guy won't feel scared, and he won't be afraid that he can't even think calmly in front of him."
Angel opened her eyes and said to Matthew, she wanted to remind Matthew that his state was not normal.
"Maybe we need this 'professional' person."
Matthew covered his face in pain and leaned back in his hard chair.
It's not that he doesn't have the money to buy himself a couch, it's that he doesn't want to be too relaxed in the face of those poor people.
"By the way, do you have his contact information?"
Angel asked, Constantine's business card was given to Spider-Man by her, and there was no way to contact the guy now.
"Apparently not."
Matthew said weakly.
But he didn't have to worry about it.
Because Constantine has already appeared in New York, and is now negotiating with Spider-Man about the charge.
"Alright, Spider-Man! Let's each take a step back. I want only five thousand dollars! You can't make me lose even the money for my flight. β
Konstantin said in an indifferent tone, just looking at his expression, he took the tariff issue very seriously.
After Hell shut down contact with the human world, he hadn't received a job for a long time.
It was only when he could only eat cheap cup noodles that he realized how cute those demons were.
So he didn't hesitate to borrow a sum of money to buy a plane ticket to solve the problem he encountered.
"You know, a vigilante and not that much money." γ
Spider-Man said with a bit of an urn.
His hood was washed, and the strong smell of blood on it was unbearable even for him, so he had to put on a hood that would be questioned directly by the police, and then appeared in front of Konstantin with a Spider-Man mask.
"Hell, so I can't even afford a ticket back? Then why didn't you tell me on the phone that you were a poor ghost? β
Konstantin said a little irritablely, waving his cigarette in his hand.
"You know, I don't have money to eat, let alone cigarettes! I don't want to be locked up in a dark room and wait for your police to send me back!
It's better to say that the creditors I met after being repatriated gave me even more headaches! β
Konstantin was completely irritable.
"I just heard that you are a professional and wanted to consult, but you came after asking the address without a clue, and I didn't even have time to explain the question clearly."
Peter Parker had a headache.
He's not having a good time lately.
Because of his injury, he didn't have time to find a place to "take a selfie", so the income from the daily Clarion was gone.
As a supernumerary reporter, he made a living by selling news, and after his injury, he even had a hard time walking.
"Okay, okay, why don't you let me, a professional who comes to help, work hungry, and you should have the money for my lunch, right?"
Konstantin said impatiently.
His stomach was already complaining to him, and the gurgling rattle of his stomach was a constant reminder that it was time to eat.
"I know a good pizza, so I'm going to call him."
Spider-Man pulled out a very old cell phone and dialed it very skillfully.
"Hello, two nine-inch pizzas, please deliver them as soon as possible, I will text you at the address."
Spider-Man's series of movements are very smooth, indicating that this is really a store he always frequents. didn't even let the boss on the other side come and speak, maybe he was a little defensive about Konstantin and didn't want him to have the slightest possibility of revealing his identity.
He quickly pressed down the call, selected the last text message he sent, and clicked Repost.
Then it wasn't long before his other phone rang. Carrying two phone calls is a small habit of his, after all, he has a less glamorous identity.
"Peter Parker! You're absent from work today! Do you still want this job as a food delivery person?
Now immediately! Get your lazy bones moving! Come to the pizzeria at once, and you're going to have this pizza delivered to your guests in thirty minutes!" β
All right......
Spider-Man's phone is also cheap and is the type that makes any sound loud.
"Huh? Peter Parker? β
Konstantin said with an eerie smile.
"Don't look at me like that, I didn't intend to threaten you with your identity, and besides, didn't you ask for my help?"
Konstantin waved his hand, trying his best to dispel Spider-Man's hostility.
Spider-Man certainly wouldn't answer the phone so recklessly, and this is some of Konstantin's little tricks.
Although this guy is a hero in general, he has never been very particular about his style.
"Okay, I didn't expect Spider-Man to need a job as a delivery boy, how do you deliver food? Did spider silk fly around from the roof of the building as well? β
Konstantin sat directly on the only bed in Spider-Man's cabin, and the whole person fell down and lay unceremoniously.
"Then I'll wait for you to deliver our pizza, I guess Spider-Man's hand-delivered takeout might taste a little unusual?"
Konstantin just closed his eyes and stopped talking nonsense with Peter Parker.
Now that he is the leader, knowing Spider-Man's identity, he can ask Spider-Man to do a lot of things for him.
And don't worry about the other party killing people, there is no better tool than this.
Even the great demons of hell with great power are not as good as a superhero thug.
Safe, reliable, and sacrificial.
There's no better teammate than this.
If there is a chance to connect with the demon again, then he will definitely take Spider-Man to solve those problems.
After all, Spider-Man is a hero and doesn't need a salary at all.
"Has anyone ever said that you are annoying."
Peter Parker's eyes widened as he looked at Konstantin lying on his bed, and took a few steps forward.
"What, what are you going to do with me in your little bed? I don't care, but I'll be on top. Remember to pay me when you're done. β
Konstantin didn't open his eyes, and a series of words made the simple Peter Parker's head jump.
"You'd better be professional, as you say!"
Peter Parker slammed the door shut and left.
By the way, Konstantin's business card was hung on the wall with spider silk, which was considered an innocuous threat.
After Spider-Man left, Konstantin opened his eyes and smiled at the business card that shook with Spider Silk.
"I almost forgot that you still owe me a ticket. Angel. β
Konstantin suddenly felt that he had found a meal ticket for this time, and Angel had caused him a lot of trouble when he left him on the road, so it was not too much to rub a few meals, right?
But he didn't think at all about the power he had taken out of Angel's body, or he remembered, but he didn't care much.
After all, the farther away from that dangerous world, the safer it is.
After all, the more ignorant you are, the happier you are.
Konstantin felt as if he had done Angel a great favor, after all, the church was never a good place.
This was clear from the time they sold the book of indulgence.
"Of course I'm a professional, but this matter may not be something that you and I can solve with our two lives.
Let me think, what does that prophecy say?
Will Thor die with the Great Serpent? If Kuhl doesn't turn into a serpent, where will this prophecy go? β
Konstantin muttered quietly.
After Spider-Man describes the markings on Kim's body over the phone, the psychic mage who knows a lot understands what Kimji has become.
The Heavenly Hammer Venerable was no secret to him.
Konstantin knew many, many secrets, but he rarely told them.
Knowledge is a mage's greatest power, but it can sometimes seem a little thin.
After all, most of the things he knew were not very decent spells.
Konstantin was a wild mage, and he didn't know much about powerful attack spells, so he had to try back and forth on the edge of danger.
After the events in London, he had already tried to learn the spells of the Supreme Mage.
But it's a pity that he never got the point.
Perhaps it was the forcibly replenished soul that caused some deviation in his connection with the "self".
Even though he tried to split his soul again, he couldn't get that power out of his body.
The kind of power that comes from Angel is called a blessing, but it's more like a curse.
Outside things are not very safe most of the time, Konstantin is very clear about this.
β¦β¦
"Well, you still have a lot of time to get along, at least I won't let your brothers separate again anytime soon."
The Ancient One said as he looked at Thor and Loki, who were slightly hostile to her in the sanctuary.
"The rebuilding of Asgard has begun with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D., and apparently those guys don't care about dignity or anything like that.
It has to be said that many times they do a good job from the standpoint of humanity. β
The fallen Asgardians have settled down with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D., and it has to be said that Tyr has relented a little after meeting the Ancient One and Thor.
At least there is no longer any intention to dominate humanity in their service with sheer fear.
Perhaps under the threat of the Ancient One, he chose to develop slowly.
The rest of the 10,000 people in Asgard are his Fear Farm, first letting the leeks in his field thrive, and then slowly thinking about how to expand the farmland.
After all, Diablo is not as impatient as the original Kuhl, and some time is not worth caring about for him.
Or maybe the Dreadgod would have been able to reappear after gaining power beyond Bourkeso.
"Then I take the liberty of asking, what do you think of the Asgardians?"
Loki said calmly, but it was clear that he had his own ideas.
Loki, known as the god of mischief, obviously doesn't put everything in his face, that is, Thor can successfully affect his IQ.
You must know that it is impossible for a person with a low IQ to go deep on the path of a mage, and Loki will only be forcibly downgraded when facing his brother who has been with him for thousands of years......
"I don't care about one more country on the planet or anything like that, I'm not the guardian of a country or a party."
Koshii understood what Loki meant and said this.
Loki wanted to ask not if Asgard could exist on Earth, but what the Ancient One thought about the succession of the Asgardian thrones.
And the ancient one gave his own answer, that is, "What does your own business have to do with me, what do you like".
"Loki, the Supreme Mage will not be involved in too many things, Asgard will continue well on Earth, I believe that our brother, Tyr can do all this."
Thor looked at his brother and said in a very sincere tone.
But his words made Loki want to slap him.
Loki remembers what he and Thor had said before, that he would do whatever it took to put Thor on the throne of Asgard.
But the bastard gave Mjolnir to Tyr in the blink of an eye.
"Can Tyr afford your MjΓΆlnir?"
Loki asked, holding back the twitches of the corners of his mouth.
Thor recalls the scene when he met Tyr:
"Father seems to have given Tyr the strength to lift MjΓΆlnir, at least he was holding MjΓΆlnir when I saw it, though he quickly let go of it."
"Obviously, my father didn't make Tyre his heir."
Loki's eyes are almost red:
"You're Thor! You are the master of MjΓΆlnir, the next king chosen by Odin, and you have just given up your inheritance!? β
"Loki, don't say that. Tyr can do better than I do, he's been in charge of Asgard for thousands of years, that's a long time before our age, trust Tyre, he'll restore Asgard to glory. β
Thor kept trying to comfort his somewhat frizzy brother, with a somewhat doting tone in his tone.
"You! I! ! β
Loki burst out three words in a half-moment, and the violent mood swings were already revealed through these three words.
"The communication between your brothers can continue after I leave, and now I have something to do. Thor, remember to look for me when you get back to Harlogas, I'll be back and continue to teach Loki. β
Gu Yi thought the conversation between the two brothers was very funny, but it seemed a little rude to laugh out loud.
So after saying this in a hurry, he opened a golden portal and ran to the gate of Harogas, laughing loudly.
"Hahaha! What exactly did the two brothers Odin teach? It's so funny, too! β
Gu smiled, his eyebrows and eyes stretched.
The traces of time have faded a little. The breath that was originally like the calm water surface in the ancient well was a little more vibrant.
Then she saw Anderson, who looked like a tin can, facing her.
Anderson couldn't see the expression through the full-covered helmet, but the ancient one knew that it would definitely be a little strange.
So after two dry coughs, he walked towards the cliff behind the Elder's Temple as if nothing had happened before.
After the ancient one walked away, Anderson's muffled voice also sounded, as if talking to himself.
"This is the Supreme Mage? How did the last Supreme Mage choose her? I thought the Supreme Mage would be a little more majestic, but that's too bizarre. β
Anderson shared some of the duties of the Three Ancestors guarding the gates of the Holy Mountain, and most of the time he stood in front of the gates of the Holy Mountain like a statue without saying a word.
Thanks to him, the three ancestors had more time to move freely.
"The Supreme Mage is also a human being, why can't he have emotions?"
Maddock appeared beside Anderson with a new sadness, and asked with some confusion.
"As long as there are thoughts, then there are emotions, and as long as there are pros and cons, then hatred and joy follow each other. Even Prius will be angry, even Tyrell will be lost, how can you have such a bizarre idea? β
As for the only subordinate of Imprius for so many years, Maddock was a little curious about Anderson.
"I used to only learn about the gods from books."
Anderson stood still without the slightest movement.
"Who wrote that book? God's diary? Who writes a diary for serious people? β
Madoc was interested in this topic.
As a prophet while he was alive, Madoc had a unique view of everything.
"It doesn't seem to be."
Anderson's expression twitched a little as he got off the ground.
Is the Bible written by God Himself? This is clearly not.
This is probably a record of God's deeds by believers, at least Anderson is pretty sure that the Bible is not written about Imprius......
Believers need a perfect God to hold their faith, and God behaves as perfectly as possible to receive faith.
If your god is always scolding and drinking, would you believe in him? β
Maddock said in the tone of a passerby.
This is the reason why barbarians never believe in a single god, and why they never blindly believe in the Immortal King.
Hell, who wouldn't think of believing in a grumpy wine Mengzi?
Or who would believe in a person whose mind is full of "I'm the strongest!" ", "Pretty Woman", "Have a Baby", "Don't Run, Scum! "The rude guy?
Vorusk is such a guy.
Barbarians will only follow the strongest leaders, constantly wielding weapons and blood, and sometimes saliva, for survival and justice.
Cassius is one of them.
"So God doesn't exist?"
Anderson asked with some inquiry.
"God exists, but there is no such thing as a perfect being."
Leorik staggered to the gate of the Holy Mountain.
He had just been thrown out of the Elder Temple by Bourkeso, who couldn't bear him anymore.
"Skeletron? I've heard those souls tell your story, and you're great. β
A familiar bayonet appeared in Anderson's hand.
"Because of my 'greatness', you're going to fight me here? I'm no match for those monsters, but you're a little far behind. Because Prius can't take me. β
Leorik's jaw bone shook as he spoke, as if he was defiant.
"I'm just getting used to inhuman existence, and I know you're not an enemy."
Anderson silently put the bayonet back, then drew a spear from behind him.
This is the reward that Bourkeso has given him for his janitor.
The legendary imitation of the Celestial Courier, forged by Burkeso, is an ancient legendary weapon.
The original Celestial Courier was a legend discovered during the Battle of Eternals.
It is not known who shaped this legend.
But it was full of demonic blood and traces of battle.
Anderson, as a dependant of Imprius, is a good fit for him.
As a descendant of the Archangel of Courage on earth, Anderson is a messenger who transmits the will of the higher heavens.
Although there is only one Archangel in the current High Heaven here, it will not be for long.
The High Heaven was so close to this world that Bourkeso could feel the massive complex approaching.
When the time comes, it will no longer be difficult to revive Oriel and Tyrrell.
At least not like when Inprius was revived, and it needed to rely on Bourkeso's power.
"You took out this spear and said you didn't want to fight me?"
Leorik scratched his head with the bones of his hand, making a dull and unpleasant noise.
It's like scraping an old-fashioned glass chalkboard with your fingernails.
"I am a subordinate of the Archangel of Courage, and for you, I will uphold the will of Imprius."
Anderson pointed the Skydome Courier at Leoric, his tone flat and unwavering.
"Imprius doesn't fight every time he sees me."
Leorik had a headache, and he had a headache to the "bone".
It wasn't that he was afraid of a single Anderson, but that he didn't want any fighting on the sacred mountain of barbarians, Harlogas.
As long as Skeletron doesn't have to restrain his strength, then that cold aura will sweep away.
Bourkeso had already warned him twice to be honest on the holy mountain of Harlogas.
There is no way that Leorik can guarantee that after his actions are seen as provocation three times, he will not let Bourkeso stuff his skeleton into the Dark Soul Stone in a fit of rage.
A sane Skeletron can't fight Diablo because he's afraid.
But it's still possible to beat Andariel in the Dark Soul Stone.
Aside from Diablo, only Azmodan, who has mastered evil, and Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred, can suppress Skeletron even a little.
But Azmodan has become a tattoo that appears on Bourkeso's back.
Mephisto is the only one left in the Hell Demon King who has a way to limit Leoric, but Burkeso's next target to devour is Mephisto.
Before Diablo was completely eliminated, Leorek didn't seem to be that valuable.
"Yes, so I'm able to talk to you now."
Anderson still pointed at Leorick with the Sky Courier.
"I'm just showing my attitude."
"Well, wasn't there a discussion about God just now? I still know a little bit about God. β
Madolph laughed and patted Anderson on the shoulder, then gave Leorick a "fuck off" look.
The current Madoc can probably only hold out for a short time in Leoric's hands, but this is Harogas, so Madoc is not worthy of Skeletron at all.
"Madocker, you'd better never see me outside of Harlogas. Otherwise, I'll break every bone of yours. β
Leorik said harsh words to Madoc and disappeared directly.
He went to the kingdom of death.
Although that death gave him the same headache, it was better than being "bullied" by these barbarians.
"You'd better not leave Harogas at all!"
Leorik was still saying this when he appeared in the Land of the Dead.
"Did anyone you off? I'll help you bring their souls here to make you angry. β
Death's voice was tinged with anticipation, as if he wanted to be treated differently by Leorik.
"You? Cut! β
Leorik sat on the throne of death with a grin, supporting his head with his right arm bone and making a disdainful sound.
If only death had put Bourkeso in trouble before he devoured Azmodan.
If death is hostile to the barbarians now, then it is likely that Leoric will have to go to the Dark Soul Stone to find a way to save people.
The death of a world cannot disappear, and that would throw the world out of balance.
Unless Bourkesor devours death and becomes the new death rule.
But will there be consequences in the minds of angry savages?
Leorik didn't think so.