"Come on! Come on! Give me more pain! ”

Durrell shouted loudly, accompanied by countless pus splashing everywhere on his body.

"My darlings, let's get started! Wreak havoc! Hurt it! ”

Durrell shouted and unleashed a swarm of insects that obscured the sky!

All sorts of deformed, disgusting, and stenched insects filled with painful sharp organs began to splash in all directions!

"Hah!"

Bourkeso let out a battle cry again, and the shockwave completely swept through the area.

At this time, he had no time to care about whether he would cause damage to the surrounding buildings, and he had to kill those insects as quickly as possible.

Each bug can wreak havoc, and those bugs are enough to kill the average human soldier's best soldier in a one-on-one situation.

The human beings of this world are too weak!

Each bug can make those who are tormented by them become Duriel's subordinates.

If there is one Hell Demon King who hates it the most, then the pain-soaked Duriel is unsurpassed!

Bourkesso rushed straight into Durell's arms with his twin knives, and the pathetic and abominable worm let out a laugh unbridledly.

Pain satisfies his destitute soul, and pain makes the hurt he suffers a pleasure!

The moment Bourkeso's twin knives slashed through his skin, the cold light from the blue rage crept up his fiery body.

The cold air that was enough to chill the depths of his soul, and the cold that froze his entire body was hedging against the blood of hell, and the dense pain like a knife cut made him let out a roar of satisfaction.

"Come on, come on! Let the pain fill me!

Let me be the pain of all in the pain, and let my death awaken the truth of the pain! ”

With each of his voices, his body diminished a little in Bourkeso's hands, and the weathered intrusion made him even more rampant.

"Madolph!"

Bourkeso shouted, and the figure of Madolph appeared not far away.

The Ninety Man needed rage to activate the more powerful damage from his talents, but in the face of the fast, unrecognizable frenzy, the rage was constantly filled.

Endless!

"Only one of me? Why? ”

The moment Madoc appeared, he asked Bourkeso in front of him, waving his sadness to sweep away the gusts of fish.

"Do what you have to do, and then let this bug not spread the slightest breath into this world!"

Bourkeso roared loudly, the twin knives in his hands no longer visible.

A Duriel wasn't too much of a problem, but every scrap of him could make something else.

As for Konstantin, there is only hope left for him to save him now except himself!

Bourkeso didn't intend to let Duriel exist longer than Adria back then!

"Okay, Demon Cook, I'll go and plan the kitchen for you."

Madolph picked up his great axe and glanced at Luke, who was crawling on the ground, and took a spit.

"Looks like you're still a little worse. But luckily, you're just a little bit off. ”

Instead of speaking to Luke in a mocking tone this time, Madolph waved his weapon casually, and a savage aura on the unleashable weapon began to spread in all directions.

"Listen! Unlucky people, get out of this place now, I'm going to start cleaning! Ha! ”

Madolph's voice swept through this world that was always plagued by disasters with that wild spirit, and everyone was looking for the source of the sound, but no ordinary person could know the truth of this matter.

It may have been an experimental example of the Mandela Effect for a long time, but now everyone turned their heads in the direction the sound came from.

Intimidation Scream, Intimidation Roar!

Capable of causing all enemies who hear the roar to flee in terror.

100% chance of success!

Treating all who see and don't see as enemies is something that only Madoc can do.

Those interested in this place were instantly disturbed by the shock and walked uncontrollably in the direction away from this place.

The closer the guy gets to this place, the more terrified he becomes!

……

At the moment when Madoc let out a roar, Diablo, far away in the ruins of Asgard, raised his head, revealing his true face as a Dreadgod.

After breaking away from Leah's flesh, he regained his sturdy appearance.

Every inch of skin is tough enough to resist those weapons, and every inch of the body is indestructible!

"That's it!"

Diablo lowered his voice and roared, Madolph's roar was one of the things he was waiting for!

It's just that he didn't expect that it was not the actions of the Heavenly Hammer Venerables that caused all this, but the Duriel who came out of nowhere!

A moment of fear quickly restored his strength, and he absorbed all the afterglow of this roar!

No one will feel heart palpitations afterwards, and no one will be frightened to a tragic end.

But all this help comes at a price!

The birth of fear would allow him to connect with those people, and if he wanted to, it would only be a matter of moments for the purest beings in this world to become demons.

From this moment on, Diablo will be everywhere!

This is not the place of refuge, and no one will guard ordinary humans!

Hope has not yet awakened, and the most important hope in the fight against fear is still undecided!

With the protection of courage, it is impossible for people to pull out his claws!

If there is no hope, there will be no soil for courage to breed!

At this moment, the earth has become Diablo's backyard, and he can know everything that is happening there!

As long as the humans who had been dominated by fear for a moment existed, he could use their consciousness to get the news he wanted.

This power will continue until the moment when Oriel recovers his peak, and Oriel will be killed by all means as soon as he shows the slightest hint!

As long as he wasn't exposed to Bourkeso, he could do anything else! Even use the trail of his brother to take Bourkeso!

"But how do I get Bourkeso to recall fear? Tearing Leah's soul apart in front of him? Or will he have to tear Leah's soul apart in agony? ”

Diablo whispered, then reverted to his Coul appearance.

By the time he sat down on the corpse of the Observer Frog, he had finally made up his mind.

"Let Bourkeso tear Leah's soul apart in front of Leoric, and then let Leoric go crazy again, and focus all the hatred on Bourkeso!"

When the time comes, Azmodan will thank him.

A Skeletron immersed in hatred, if not Diablo's power, but being Mephisto's subordinate is enough to keep Mephisto silent about his plans!

……

"Madolph!"

Bourkeso suddenly stopped what he was doing and shouted Madolph's name.

"Worst outcome! Bourkeso! ”

Madoc squinted his eyes at the two Heavenly Hammer Venerables who were trembling in fear.

Bourkeso had already made a plan with those barbarian ancestors, and this roar was their temptation!

Has Diablo woken up?

The power of the three demon gods is not much different, and Diablo is undoubtedly the most powerful one!

Now that Mephisto has found a chance to awaken, Diablo and Barr may have been hidden somewhere in the world.

Mephisto has always been the weakest of the three demon gods, and he has awakened, so what reason is there not to suspect that Diablo and Barr have completed the awakening?

Destruction has never been a visible feature, but fear is everywhere.

They had already determined Diablo's awakening, but they didn't know where the cunning demon god of hell would appear.

"Leah ......"

Bourkeso kicked the only fraction of Duriel's body and let out a long breath.

Every time he thinks of Diablo, Bourqueso can't forget Leah's sacrifice.

The two Heavenly Hammer Venerables recovered from their fears and exchanged opinions with each other in the chat channel unique to the Heavenly Hammer Venerables.

The name of the original sin Leah was known the moment they became the Celestial Hammer Venerable, but they knew nothing about the girl's past.

Suddenly hearing the name in Bourkeso's mouth made them have some strange thoughts.

"And now? Continue your work or do you want to return to the Holy Mountain with this torture-loving bug? ”

Madolph's face was not very good-looking, and he suddenly became angry when he looked at Luke, who was still not recovering.

"Leoric! Come here! ”

Bourkeso roared loudly, his voice avoiding the weaker ones, and only those at the level of strength Leorik could hear it.

It's not an easy level to reach, at least the people who can hear it don't think about it.

And Setolak, far away in the Crimson Universe, is not among the ranks of the weak!

"Huh? I think I've heard the name Leorik. ”

Setorac muttered, but completely forgot about the funny guy he had thrown away before.

"Take my powers, maybe I can see a good game."

Sadorac boredly pulled out a gem and threw it far away.

It had been a long time since he had encountered anything interesting, whether it was creation or destruction, he had experienced it in his separate crimson universe.

He had no interest in the higher levels of creation and destruction.

Creation is due to loneliness, destruction is due to boredom.

And now he doesn't feel like he needs to face such unanswered questions.

In the realm of death, Leorik stood up directly from the throne of death after hearing Bourkeso's voice!

"What did you encounter again? Hell Demon King? ”

Leoric's skeletal eyes glowed with a faint blue glow.

"Well, are you absolutely missing anything here? Leorick? ”

Death said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dreams.

Leorik didn't care about death, and his body disappeared directly into the realm of death.

The next moment he appeared at Bourkeso's side.

"Duriel? Are you going to do that? ”

Leorik rested his hand bone on his chin and fell into deep thought.

As for what he said about "doing that", it was just an idea that he mentioned to Bourkeso back then.

Neither Aidan nor he was powerless to face Diablo because it was impossible for those with fear to overcome fear itself, and they had never believed in anything other than themselves.

Whether it's hope or courage, they will attribute everything to the guidance of fate.

But what about pain?

Skeletron is not painless, as he no longer has the ability to sense pain.

Sober in endless madness, Leorik will no longer be in pain, he will not have desires, he will not experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and there is nothing he wants but cannot obtain.

His love has long been destroyed by his own hands, and naturally he will not experience the pain of love separation.

He didn't have eyes, ears, mouth, or nose to experience pain, and the world was a different way in his observation.

Soberly, Skeletron would be the most suitable being to seal the pain, not to mention that Duriel's pain was never half of it.

"And what about your choice? Leorick? ”

Bourkeso looked directly at Leorik in front of him, ready to crush Dureel's body completely.

Andariel was urging him to continue, so that Duriel and her could be seen in the Dark Soul Stone.

Duriel gets physical pain, while Andariel is the spiritual kind.

So one is called torture and the other is called pain.

They divide the full suffering into two segments.

"Let me think about it, I don't seem to have anything more to want, after all, I never wanted to get a physical body to feel the beauty of the living. Wearing a cloak called Duriel only makes me look bloated. ”

Leoric smashed Skeletron's Wrath directly at a small head that had just grown out of Duriel, who was recovering a little.

"Besides, the coat doesn't seem to fit well, and it stens."

Duriel was much larger than Leorek, and Leorik didn't like sloppy things, as if he always kept his bones as good as new.

"I wasn't going to do it, it's just that things have changed."

Bourkeso urged Leorik in front of him to make a choice as soon as possible.

If Madoc hadn't gotten that bad news when he let out his threatening roar, Bourkesor would have sealed Duriel in the Dark Soul Stone entirely.

Whether Andariel devoured Duriel or regained his own integrity, that would be a good thing for Bourkeso.

After devouring Azmodan completely, he had a chance to devour the Demon God.

Sin acts as a transit point to connect all the Helllord Origins, and as long as Sin is used to urge Devouring, then those guys can't escape Devouring.

That's the best way forward, but it's only one chance.

It is impossible for Bourkeso to actively create evil to recharge this power, and if the naturally born evil wants to complete the recharge, it may not be possible to complete it after Masayl follows the trajectory.

There are other hell lords to fight for the sin of wandering, how can a Nephilim fight with the hell lord for those things.

Moreover, now that Diablo has recovered, he can only move on after his fears have been completely resolved.

Otherwise, how can a whole soul overcome fear?

Only swallowing Diablo before he is complete is the best option.

Until Diablo is devoured, these gods will not be put into his plans.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang from Madoc's side, and the Purple Man of the Soul Destroyer fell directly to the ground, and a stone-carved head was forcefully inserted into the hollow neck by Maduk.

It was carved out of scraps of concrete on the ground when he was bored, the head of a former pet of Bourkeso.

Simply put, it's a dog's head.

"If you want me to pay, then pay for it. I have always been fair, what you promised me back then has been done, and I have been paid, and now what are you going to pay me? ”

The sound from Madolph's side brought the silent confrontation to an end, and Leorick was the first to speak.

"I swear by my name, I'll let you see Diablo's scared look!"

Bulkeso looked at Leorik in front of him and said this, his tone full of hatred for Diablo.

If Leorik could put on the holster of Duriel, then pain would be a force on their side.

Worms are known to have no obvious bones, whereas crabs have bones on the outside of their bodies.

So as soon as you break through the hard shell of Durrell, you can see the body that is completely made of muscles.

Leoric will become another Doriel, a familiar presence to the Demon Kings of Hell.

"It's cheap, fear itself is full of fear, I want to see Diablo's fear, just go and see it, he's scared all the time."

Leorik crushed Duriel's head again with his sledgehammer, and said with a slight dissatisfaction.

He was not satisfied with the pay.

"So, what about Diablo's head?"

Bourkeso said casually, the two giant blades in his hands gesturing a little restlessly.

There's no point in talking to Leorick about money, only these outrageous things can make Skeletron loosen.

Those are not explicit things, but a promise from the king of barbarians!

"What would you do if I said, I want your death?"

Leorik said meaningfully.

When he speaks of death, he is not trying to kill Bourkeso, he is also asking for a promise.

And this promise will make Leorik determined whether to stand firmly on the chariot of Bourkeso, and no longer leave without saying goodbye.

What he wants is the purest death that Bourkeso had since he became the creator god!

The Creator God is incomplete without death, and Bulkeso will degenerate directly after experiencing the power of the Creator God.

That's the difference between Anu and Anu God, that's the boundary between omnipotence and non-omnipotence.

"Yes, I never wanted to be a god on high, I just wanted to get my past sealed in the Dark Soul Stone."

Bourkeso said without hesitation.

On the side, Madolph, who was quietly listening, directly stepped on the position of the purple man's middle man.

Even if he protested dissatisfied, Bourkeso had no idea of changing his mind.

"You use your future as your reward now, just as you did then. The same, without hesitation. ”

Leorik laughed, and the cold aura began to spread to the battlefield that had become quiet.

Only the sound of laughter and the grinding of bones echoed constantly.

"Would you still choose to trust a barbarian as you did then? Or are you hesitant? ”

Bourkeso walked straight up to Leorik, staring at the taller skeleton than he was.

"I have doubts in my heart, no one can accept the loss after getting it, that is the instinct of life, that is the greed for everything!

The choices you make after losing a part of your soul are never the ones that a normal person would make, and when you are whole, will you be greedy and reluctant?

When you become a whole person, does your soul still value commitment?

A creator god has the power to fail to fulfill all promises, Bourkeso!

I hope to be able to call you by that name when the time comes.

And not that Rausch's shirtless tie, or your other name. ”

Leorik met Bourkeso's gaze without tactfully speaking of his concern.

Who can ask the creator God to fulfill any promises?

The rules were nothing more than a dream in front of Anu, and all existence and death changed with his thoughts.

Even though he kept questioning, Leorick had already made his choice!

"I don't know, but you believe it, Leoric."

Bourkeso looked directly at Leorik and said.

He didn't know what choices he would make then, all of this was unknown, and even fate could not determine the future of the creator god.

Fate is just a thought of the creator God.

"If you regret it then, then give me a canduras, and give me my two sons and my granddaughter.

Bourkeso, no one would want to take anything away from the creator god, and I hope you won't regret it after that, because death will keep them with me again, and I won't lose them again. ”

Leorik said as he lifted Duriel's foul-smelling body and slipped inside.

He didn't know if he had made the right choice, but he had left himself a way out.

Just as a God on high never tells his followers about his filth, he is afraid of the power of the creator God!

Next up is the battle between Skeletron and Duriel on the soul level!

As for worry or anything else, he wasn't going to bother thinking about it.

Those futures seem hollow and powerless in the present.

When Leorik is victorious, the soul of a Hell Demon King will be shattered!

When the time comes, Bourkeso will be able to complete this devouring without any pressure, and he will not need the power of Azmodan to achieve this.

Half the pain won't get Bourkesso far, but it's a solid step on the road to godhood.

As for failure?

Pain could not have overcome Leoric!

Skeletron even exists!

When facing Skeletron, the only thing you can get is a never-ending battle.

Durrell enjoys pain, not death.

So this battle Leorick will definitely win!

"When you do that, you will feel what Duriel has always felt, and even then you don't want to believe me, Bourkeso, I am Andariel, the child of the angel Inaris and Lilith, and share a common origin with your ancestors."

Andariel's voice sounded from Bourkeso's head, no longer sharp, nor filled with negative emotions.

Perhaps after she helped Bourkeso completely devour Azmodean, she had changed something that she hadn't had before.

She kept saying her thoughts, but Bourkeso didn't waver.

Perhaps Andariel has reformed herself, but believing in a demon who has brought countless torments to the world, Bourkeso is not so open-minded.

Even if he had the strength to defeat the Demon King of Hell, that wasn't an excuse for him to make a stupid choice!

Andariel's sins are unforgivable!

"Bourkeso, it's not that no one has tried to understand pain, but they all died in the torment of Duriel."

Madoc threw the purple man to the ground, who had been hammered into a puddle by him, and reminded Bourkeso.

Duriel may be the purest of the Demon Kings of Hell, but no one can be pain, and pain itself is torture for people.

No one could even finish the entire sentence with Durreel, because the premise of talking to him was to share the pain with him.

As for the tragic condition of the Purple Man the Soul Slayer, it was just a pastime when he was bored.

He didn't mean to avenge Luke, after all, Luke didn't die.

And the warrior's enemies should be known by the warrior himself, but Madoc can decide when this revenge begins.

The demons in the secret realm who were a little more mechanically moved seemed to be a little less interesting, and Madoc thought that the two hammer-wielding guys in front of him could serve as sparring partners for the new recruits on the sacred mountain of Harlogas.

"Bourkeso, I can't accept sacrifices other than sacrificing myself!"

Rorschach struggled to his feet, shouting at Bourkeso in front of him, roaring like a war cry and setting off a hint of wind.

Anger is a precious emotion for savages and a source of strength.

Rorschach's anger could be understood, a choice Tyrell had made.

Use the World-Destroying Stone to solve the crisis created by Mephisto and Baal, and along with destroy Tyrell's own body.

He just didn't expect to blow the entire Arret Sacred Mountain into a deep pit.

He had good intentions, but it didn't turn out the way he had hoped.

So the barbarians will not seek revenge against him endlessly, but they will never smile at him.

Correctness and hatred are not contradictory, the barbarians think very clearly.

"Rorschach, be ready, you will get the same thing as me in that secret realm, and if I fail, you will only pay your own sacrifice as you wish."

Bourkeso didn't even look back.

He also questioned Rorschach's doubts.

Sacrifice yourself or sacrifice more?

Sacrifice one or a group?

Many times, he has no choice.

Sacrificing others will cast a shadow over justice, sacrificing oneself will make everything as noble as hoped, but it will not necessarily solve the problem.

Just like Tyrell did back then, what did he solve?

He didn't solve anything.

Mephisto and Baal were only sealed in the Dark Soul Stone, and one day they would be freed.

And he, Tyrell, was only reborn in the High Heavens shortly after, and the only ones who were dealt with were the barbarians who swore to guard the Worldstone!

Even the first ancestors who slept on the sacred mountain of Arret were completely cut off and their whereabouts were unknown.

Who can guarantee that everything will work out the way it will be? This can only be confirmed by seeing it in person.

There are too many guys on the road to godhood who have tried to go through.

Rasma, the three demon gods of hell, the ancestor of the first barbarians, and even the druid ancestor Vasili, who died definitively, and Masayir, who had seen complete hope.

However, according to their choice, the only one that came closest to success was Diablo.

The Great Demon God never wanted a gorgeous high-level heaven to be shaken by his laughter, what he wanted was always that everything in the world was dominated by the will of fear!

The Crystal Arch had been shattered, not only because Diablo's power had reached the level of the Seven Dragons Tasamet, but also because Masayir, who had gone mad, had stolen the remnants of the power of the Anu God!

The Great Demon God just smashed Imprius on the crystal arch and destroyed the spine of the Anu God with a roar of rage?

Then the god Anu is too weak!

"Rorschach is not qualified to talk to you like that, so what about me?"

Rorschach's eyes turned blue for a moment, and bursts of energy broke through Leorick's cold aura.

In the face of Rorschach's unwavering faith, Tyrell finally awakens!

"Tyrrell, you won't want to fight me, you can't stop a barbarian from doing what he thinks is right."

Madoc stood in front of Rorschach with his throat shutting down, the giant axe in his hand already in front of him.

Bourkeso needs to be prepared to absorb Durrell's soul, and it is not suitable to fight Tyrell at this time.

Besides, there is no way to kill Tyrell without harming Rorschach now, Rorschach is the hope of the future!

"Madolph, get out of the way! I would like to hear how Tyrell, who had destroyed the sacred mountain of Arret by sacrificing himself, was now going to convince me. ”

Bourkesor looked at Tyrell, who was in the battle in front of him, and his tone was full of disdain.

Even when they rushed to the High Heaven together for Leah, Bourkeso still didn't have a good face for Tyrell.

The reunion is worth celebrating, provided that the old friend doesn't intend to do anything annoying.

"Bourkeso, who are you going to sacrifice? Or do you think you can sacrifice, so why can't anyone else?

Bourkeso! What seems to have changed in the time you have taken. ”

Tyrrell's figure broke away from Rorschach's body, not like an old farmer, but with the hooded image that completely concealed his mother's glory.

It was only the soul that he had escaped, not the body that had voluntarily become "human".

After all, he is the archangel of justice who is high above, Tyrell who is willing to make sacrifices for the sake of justice, who can break with Imprius and protect innocent people for justice.

"Tyrell, now you're going to stop me with empty words?

My choice was not approved by you in the first place, and my sacrifice was the most indifferent in your eyes.

At that time, only Prius made the choice!

At that time, even hope was hiding out of my sight!

What my actions represented!

I chose to be the last hope, and courage gave me strength!

But justice is stopping me!

What does your justice protect, Tyrell!

You've made the Sacred Mountain of Arret finished!

You know that the first ancestors are sleeping in that place! Or can you only shout the name 'Bourkeso' without guilt when you face me! ”

Bourkeso stood in front of Tyrell, with the battlefield of Leoric and Durrell at his feet.

Duriel's muscles wrapped around Skeletron's bones, and there was a sound between the two like frying hot oil in an iron pan!

Duriel's flesh oozes grease from the outside of Skeletron's body!

The battle between Leorick and Durrell had already begun, and now Tyrell could not stop Leorek and Durrell from fighting unless he sacrificed "himself" again.

"Are you going to sacrifice? Are you or Rorschach sacrificing? Or did you make the same choice as I did, sacrificing Rorschach and yourself to let justice await rebirth?

Just to avoid that bad ending that might happen!? ”

Bourkeso shouted aggressively at Tyrell in front of him, and the power in him began to spread.

Bourkeso was the last man standing in the Battle of Arret, and he was the victor in the battle, but all he could defend was the devastation of the land!

After the aftermath of Baal and Mephisto being blown away by the World Stone explosion, he was the only one left standing.

The disappearance of the Three Demon Gods brought about the conspiracy of the Four Demon Kings to occupy the place of refuge!

At the moment when Arret changed its name from the Holy Mountain to the Giant Pit, the demon cubs all over the mountain appeared in Arret!

In that situation, Bourkeso could only keep fighting, and when the World Stone exploded, all his energy was consumed!

He could only hold the broken weapon in his hand high, constantly setting off small blood-colored waves in the demon sea!

The sulphur-smelling blood and stench of sin flooded Bourkeso, and the demon's claws wore through the armor of Bourkeso's body bit by bit!

With only the strength of his body, the terrible battle that Bourkeso experienced was never something that Tyrell could have imagined when he had detonated the Worldstone!

Because of the battle of Bourkeso, the human race had the opportunity to flee under the attack of the Four Demon Kings, and because of the fight of Bourkeso, the human race did not experience a painful lesson in that catastrophe.

Tyrell, however, regained consciousness, stood in front of Bourkesso and told him that everything he had done was wrong.

Shouldn't he sacrifice other beings, even if it's for justice?

Why?

"Bourkeso, it's too late to stop, trust me, it's like when we were fighting the Great Demon God, please trust me!"

When Tyrell was confronted by Bourkeso, he could only repeat the words "trust me".

"Archangel of Justice, you're just Justice now, not the mortal Tyrell I knew!

Believe you? The moment you waited for the High Heavens, would you still be able to drain your power!?

When you were intercepted by demonic minions in the high heavens as a human being, did you really think that you were an archangel of justice?

At that time, I saw the courage to drag his heavy injuries and fight constantly, he could die at any time!

Where are you?

Oriel, as the last spark of hope, needs to hide and wait for the moment when hope becomes courage, and he will guide the return of the dead Imprius!

What were you doing?

Waiting for justice to be directed?

Waiting for fate to send the power of justice to us?

Or are you following the balance of Yseriel? Waiting for the demon and Nephilim to die together?

Tyrell, I didn't see you in the battle at the Crystal Dome!

I only saw the meaningful gaze you look at me after I had cut off my clothes and gave him relief! ”

Bourkeso's barrage left Tyrell speechless.

The wrath of the barbarians seemed rightly deserved.

The Dark Soul Stone that sealed the Seven Demon Kings didn't need any investigation to know at all, and it was embedded in Leah's body.

Diablo asked Leah to pierce her body with a Dark Soul Stone like Aidan did.

No one knows the sensation of being pierced directly by a stone than Bourqueso.

Because he experienced it himself.

"Bourkeso, do you need the Archangel of Justice or the mortal named Tyrell?

Do you need power or justice itself?

If that look can make you restrain your uncontrollable anger, then now I will shed my wings for justice, and I will become a mortal willingly, as I said to Imprius! ”

Tyrell chose this method in an attempt to soothe Bourkeso's anger.

It is difficult for a man in anger to keep his senses, and for Bourkeso, the moment his anger becomes uncontrollable, that is, when Bourkeso no longer thinks about existing only to fight.

Lacking a soul, Bourkeso lost the ability to regain his composure in the midst of hysterical rage, so Bourkeso, knowing that all the strength of the barbarians depended on his anger, chose the path of containing his anger.

Wholeness is Bourquetso's only obsession, but he is not for wholeness itself, but for the memory of the past.

"Tyrrell, you are not 'voluntary', you are being forced!

Whether it's against Imprius or now against me, you're being persecuted!

You are righteous, for the Prius cannot judge you!

Justice was not you at that time!

Justice should be on top! Justice should never end! Justice! It should be like a sword hanging over the heads of all that exists!

Tyrrell ......"

Bourkeso's anger dissipated little by little under his best efforts.

A long passage of words from the beginning of the anger to the end of the dull gloom, Bourkeso returned to calm.

Tyrell looked at Bourkeso, who had regained his composure, and put his hands on his shoulders, the moment he stripped the armor from his body, he would descend into this world as a mortal.

The Archangel of Justice was prepared, he had always been determined to uphold justice, but he lacked some necessary things, and this necessary thing was what he rejected in the first place.

"You are righteous, there is no doubt about that.

But justice and you have never been one, you lack the courage to be truly righteous, you are the one who needs courage the most, and I don't need courage from Prius, I don't need anything, because I'm Bourkeso.

My wrath is for all that is unrighteous! My anger is to be hopeful! My anger is the courage to stand up to all injustice! ”