"Looks like my brothers did something funny to me, don't you think?"

Diablo said boredly to the vanished shadow in front of him with an old Kuhl's face.

Annihilation tried to tell him something, but it wasn't direct at all.

Diablo uses a method akin to guessing to try annihilation to relieve his boring time.

"You never seem to feel sad because of your brother?"

The Shadow of Annihilation was just a picture he projected onto Asgard, and communication was possible, but he couldn't project his power over it.

The will of annihilation teleported to Diablo's face, slightly puzzled.

Annihilation moved a little, revealing the TV in front of him.

Diablo was able to easily see what Bourkeso, Johannah, and Tyrell had been through in Hell from the point where Annihilation had deliberately given up.

When Barr's hand passed through Mephisto's image, Diablo's eyes flickered.

The Seven Demon Kings?

Who is unfamiliar with this title?

Even the weakest of them would not be willing to share with others.

It's just that Diablo didn't expect Barr's betrayal to come so quickly, and the speed made him a little unable to react.

Is it possible for heaven and hell and Nephilia to coexist?

It's possible.

In front of Masayir, the three parties had a sufficiently strong and common enemy.

The premise is that Masayer can remain strong and not become a handful of ashes in a moment.

"Why grieve?"

Diablo asked rhetorically, looking at Annihilation with a playful smile.

Annihilation was a little speechless.

Why do you feel sad?

Why don't you feel sad when you lose your brother who has always been with you, and you can no longer find any trace of the existence of that person when you recall?

The emotions of annihilation are not complicated, but they are not simple.

"We were ready for everything, and there was only one winner."

Diablo stood up and spoke to the annihilation in front of him.

On the road to becoming the creator god, there is only one victor, and all other existences can only become nourishment!

Even Diablo has not yet figured out what kind of world he wants to create after becoming the creator god.

A world of fear?

What's the difference between that and his current field?

But what should be added?

Diablo didn't bother to think about it, the most he wanted to do now was to get a chance to survive in front of Bourkeso!

The mighty barbarian had always been rough with the demons.

Diablo didn't want to feel the blunt knife again, and for the first time he felt fear when his head was cut off by Bourkeso.

Although he was fear, it was then that he felt the feeling of being enveloped by fear for the first time.

Complex and full of wonderful yearnings.

Who can understand themselves?

In the midst of fear, Diablo never recognized fear as he did at that moment.

But he wasn't going to experience it again.

"So what do you think now?"

Annihilation pretended to be bland.

He now has some ideas about Leorik, but he can't think of a particularly good way to end the existence of that Skeletron for the time being.

"I'm going to intervene, the secret realm of the Harogas Guardian Battle, how can the three demon gods only appear two phantoms?"

Diablo whispered.

He intends to surprise Bourkeso and a heart-rending remorse.

The Realm Breaker and the Soul Destroyer were both on the sacred mountain of Harlogas, and with the little thing that Barr had made, Diablo had no choice but to intervene.

It's just that he needs to make a choice, and that is whether to expose his plans to Bourkeso.

Kull's identity is still working, and the fear of the world is coming over him.

However, the exposure of Kuhl's identity in front of Burkeso also means that this stage of silent development has passed.

He wasn't ready to face Bourkeso.

"I only care about everything you tell me when it's okay."

Annihilation said silently.

The figure silently disappeared in front of Diablo.

"The battle in which Harogas was destroyed was never without the shadow of my Diablo. Are you ready, Bourkeso? ”

Diablo muttered to himself.

Had a general idea.

Bourkeso's gamble with Tyrell was already known to him.

Unable to intervene in this battle, what choice will Bourkeso make when facing Leah's soul to help the demon slaughter the barbarians?

Diablo is looking forward to it.

Once Bourkeso had made a move, then Tyrell had the victory.

Can the person of the Archangel of Justice still be able to deal with Bourkesso's hands as promised?

Iserel wasn't going to pass up the opportunity, Diablo was pretty sure.

……

"I say, what the hell is the secret realm?"

Spider-Man finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

His eyes were on Matthew.

Compared to Crossbones, he still trusts Daredevil a little more.

"What's the secret realm? You'll find out when you're inside. ”

Rumlow pouted.

The feeling of his first entry into the secret realm still makes him feel a chill in his heart.

Suddenly I saw a completely strange monster, and all a person needed to do was to find a way to kill that guy directly, just hoping that he was a bad luck.

No one knows if those strange monsters will have any dangerous means to make the balance of battle overturn in an instant.

"Will you die?"

Spider-Man lifted the mask on the lower half of his face and said vaguely as he ate the barbecue.

That's the question that gets to the core.

Matthew turned his face to face Spider-Man and nodded after a long moment.

"I'm going to die."

Spider-Man didn't care.

No one wants to die, but death never changes one's course because of one's will.

He just wanted to know the level of danger in the "secret realm".

"Will it die? That's great! ”

Mr. Immortal Craig grabbed his wrist and walked over in a hurry.

"Mr. Immortal" is the nickname he gave himself.

Originally, he was going to call it "Immortal Iron Fist", but he was severely despised by Cassius who took care of him by the way.

"Who is this?"

Spider-Man asked, confused, trying to get an answer from Rumlow or Matthew.

But the arrival of this Immortal Mr. was not within the scope of the two of them.

"Hi buddy! You can call me Craig! Of course, it's okay to call me "Mr. Immortal". I've heard your name, the good leader of New Yorkers, Spider-Man, right? ”

Craig blasts his name loudly in exchange for some weird moves from Spider-Man.

Peter Parker muttered quietly, and it seemed that he couldn't change his broken mouth for a while.

"The Great Lakes Avengers? The team of 18th-tier superheroes who received Mr. Stark's lawyer's letter? Later changed its name to Great Lakes X-Men? ”

Spider-Man was a little dizzy.

He didn't know why these people who weren't supposed to be socialized were connected on this snowy mountain.

But that didn't stop him from being inquisitive.

He talked to Deadpool in the original world, and although it didn't come to any conclusion, it didn't prevent Spider-Man from being very taboo about the Great Lake Avengers.

No one wants to be defeated in all sorts of inexplicable ways like a villain in a funny animation.

That's all Spider-Man remembers.

"As long as it's human, it's going to die."

Rumlow said with a sigh of anger as he poured two cans of beer into his mouth.

This is probably some preparation before the battle.

He's seen it all.

Either live to atone for your sins, or die on the way to atonement.

As for those worldly desires, they were no longer in his thinking.

"But I am immortal, I have not died since I was born!"

Craig said.

"Hi man! What a coincidence! Me too! I haven't died since I was born! ”

Konstantin staggered over and said to Craig in front of him.

Of course, anyone alive by now can say that.

But that doesn't mean that a person is immortal if he hasn't died.

Konstantin did not think that a man who could climb the sacred mountain of Harogas would be a fool, and a fool could not be recognized by a barbarian.

Konstantin felt that if this guy was really an immortal as he said, then Konstantin would have a teammate who could be recycled.

"What do you mean? I'm not kidding. ”

Craig said, pointing to Konstantin's nose.

He felt as if he had been subjected to a deep sense of malice.

"Of course I know you're not kidding.

To be honest, I know a few people who claim to be immortal, but none of them have been disposed of. ”

Konstantin pulled out a cigarette and said, placing it in front of Spider-Man.

"Hey, good leader, help me light a fire."

With a somewhat eerie smile, he continued to say to Craig:

"So have you tried putting yourself in a meat grinder? Or poured into concrete pillars? Sometimes not dying can only mean that you will experience something more tragic. ”

Konstantin said in the tone of a man who had come over.

Spider-Man casually took out a burning wood from the fire and lit the flame for Konstantin.

Konstantin made a deep impression on him, so he subconsciously did what Konstantin asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm wondering if it's dead?"

Rumlow said in a rod-reading tone, his hands already gripping the handle of the hammer in both hands.

Konstantin was never likable to him.

"I'm thinking!? I'm thinking again? What do you get by thinking about death every day? ”

Konstantin shouted a little irritably.

Out of reverence for force, he kept his distance well.

"I think, as long as the enemy is destroyed, what does the question of life and death have to do with me?"

Rumlow said a little lazily, and casually threw a beer can to Konstantin.

"If you are afraid of death, you will not die? Can you live without fear of death? That's all. The real answer to the question of life and death will only be known at that moment.

Is it the reluctance to give up on this world full of pain, or the anticipation of a new and unknown world? That will not be answered until you are finally dying. ”

Rumlow was a little rambling.

There must be something to accompany you on the way to become stronger, otherwise what's the point of a lonely scenery?

Rumlow glanced at Craig, then closed his eyes.

He wasn't going to go any further on these issues with someone who was a little weird.

"By the way, what about the pet you're going to give to Bourkeso?"

Matthew asked, curiously.

The little husky didn't know where it was now, which made him a little concerned.

"He was taken away by Banar, saying that he wanted to raise a group. And let me go back and find a female dog so that the husky can give birth to a population. ”

Rumlow muttered, and then lay down on the snow completely.

Banal loves farming.

It's better to find something for him to do than to keep him wandering around in his free time.

"At first, I just wanted to ask what the secret realm is, how did you get to this place?"

Spider-Man felt a little awkward, so he complained.

"Peter Parker?"

A voice came, directly revealing Spider-Man's identity, which made Spider-Man's eyes widen and look at Konstantin who was hooking up with Craig in front of him.

Only Konstantin knew his identity, and now his name was being called.

It would only make him think that Konstantin had told someone else.

On the sacred mountain of Harlogas, Spider-Man has no acquaintances.

"Is it really you?"

Jessica's voice was real, and there was Luke Cage standing beside her.

Jessica greets Spider-Man with some excitement about being reunited after a long absence.

"Hello! You are! Jessica Jones? ”

Spider-Man responded to Jessica's greeting with some anger, only recognizing the figure when he turned his head.

The two of them were classmates in high school, yes, it was the middle city high school with so many talents.

Agent Venom, Spider-Man, and Jessica Jones all graduated from here.

There must be something wrong with this place, otherwise how could it give birth to a whole bunch of superheroes?

"It's been a long time, and I haven't heard from you since I graduated."

Jessica was a little overexcited, which made Luke on the side a little surprised.

"Ah, yes! I'm not a good mixer......"

Spider-Man doesn't even know what's coming out of his mouth.

Jessica Jones has a slight affection for Peter Parker, but this affection has long been cut off with graduation.

"This is my boyfriend, Luke Cage. You've probably heard the name Wonder Man. We are discussing the date of the wedding. ”

Jessica patted Luke's chest and introduced Spider-Man.

Luke is someone she can trust, Jessica is sure.

The joy of reuniting with old friends after a long absence was quickly worn out.

High school life is not so good for Jessica, and the superpowers born in a tragedy always bring back some painful memories.

Especially this superpower has brought her an even more painful time.

Jessica quickly lost interest.

"It's all over, and soon we'll be able to say goodbye to that nightmare with our own hands."

Lucra grabbed Jessica's hand and whispered.

Luke and Jessica's dresses had been torn from their previous battle with the Purple Man.

After returning to the holy mountain, they thanked the kind Aunt Mara for giving them new clothes.

It's just that it looks a little rough, like a simple handling of bear skin, but it's really comfortable to wear.

Jessica nodded, then smiled apologetically at Peter Parker.

"Welcome to Hallogas, Spider-Man."

Luke Cage greeted Spider-Man, and he sensed a little different excitement from Jessica's previous one.

But the mature Luke is not going to make a fuss about it, he and Jessica have a common story, and every day from now on, it is their common story.

The future is much longer than it was in the past.

As barbarians, as long as they don't die in battle, they have a long enough future.

"Ah, hello. But why are you here? ”

Spider-Man has not yet recovered from the haze of his identity being exposed.

The barbecue in his hand was a little cooled in the cold wind.

"We? We are savages, of course here. ”

Jessica said with some confusion, and put her hand in front of her by the way.

On her finger was the ring that Luke had given her, and a diamond was glittering.

Konstantin's eyes narrowed, and from that ring, he felt a powerful energy!

Konstantin needed such gadgets to arm himself.

So he left his new friend Craig behind and walked to him.

"Roar? This ring always sounds familiar to me? ”

Konstantin said in that somewhat annoying tone.

"Are you going to say what kind of stolen goods this is? Or is it the one you lost? ”

Rumlow didn't even open his eyes, so he just said that.

And then Konstantin couldn't say a word.

"Save it, I'm more familiar with that black police routine than you, you have to know what I used to do."

Rumlow still hadn't opened his eyes, but he knew it would be better to keep them closed.

Otherwise, it will not be good to see some bloody scenes later.

"I mean, the energy on this ring is very familiar to me, and that diamond must be something mysterious, right?"

Konstantin did not feel the slightest embarrassment, and continued with a different set of rhetoric.

This will help to establish his persona as an expert in occultism, and it will also bring back the words he subconsciously said wrongly.

"It was made of charcoal by Bourqueso."

Luke said with a grim face.

Believe Konstantin or believe in Rumlow? This is not a question to ponder.

Luke reached out and grabbed Konstantin's shoulder.

The burly body made Konstantin a little uneasy.

"Well, you have a girlfriend, right? And you're about to get married? I don't mind having another boyfriend, but it can't ......."

"Smack!"

Before Konstantin's broken mouth could finish his nonsense, he was punched back into his mouth by Luke.

"Good guy, I remember the last time I seemed to be hit by such a punch."

Konstantin fell to the ground babbling, but he was snickering in his heart.

This matter is considered to be over.

Even if the habitual "deception" of the past was only a temporary favorite, it would only bring more hostility.

That's not good news for someone who is hell-bent on finding teammates.

The Barbarian is a powerful force with a high ceiling and no less combat power in the lower tiers.

Konstantin didn't want to get into a hostile relationship with these people.

"Ahem! I don't know how Bourkeso made the diamond, but the energy in that diamond is not something that can be easily imitated. ”

Konstantin intends to prove his worth, and occult knowledge is the only thing he can impress these people.

Combat is not just about frontal combat, but also about calculations and vicious curses.

Konstantin is confident that he will be able to help a lot.

"Balza, speak!"

Luke frowned and said to the head pendant on his waist.

"He's right, but I want to say that your punch before should have burst Konstantin's head a little harder, that guy you killed him definitely for the people!"

Balza's head lifted the restraint and babbled on a barrage.

Luke hadn't asked him a single question since he got his head.

The long thinking and loneliness were about to drive him crazy.

"Roar? Old acquaintances. Can you still get in touch with hell? Balza? ”

Konstantin asked, bending over the little pendant and looking straight at it.

He hadn't been in contact with the demons in Hell for a long time, as if they had never existed.

This made Konstantin feel uneasy for a while.

The reckless attempt outside the Broadway gate before him almost ended him.

Konstantin wanted to know what was going on in hell.

And now, the only demon he can find is Balza, who has been made into a pendant.

The Skull of Balza did not speak, as he did not have Luke's permission.

Konstantin had to shift his gaze to Luke's face.

"Speak."

Luke looked at Konstantin in front of him, as if to know what makes a man walk on the edge of the most dangerous and stir all the dangerous nerves.

One doesn't care about dignity, doesn't care about strength.

How can a person who seems to have more than just revenge in his heart carry the brilliance of justice?

Konstantin is complex, his position is ambiguous and difficult to discern.

But what he is always doing is undoubtedly contributing to the world, even at various costs.

"Hell has been shrouded in something of a higher dimension. I'm just a pendant. ”

Balza hesitated for a long time before reluctantly saying what he knew, at Luke's orders.

Wayne, who was a little further away, looked at Konstantin's back, as if intending to keep the man in his mind.

Konstantin was somewhat eccentric and behaved completely illogically.

This is not a madman.

The madman also has a Loki who belongs to the madman.

It's like the madman with a pale face and dyed green hair.

There is logic to madness, it's just that this logic is crazy in the eyes of normal people.

But Konstantin is not like that.

His behavior is often inexplicable, and it seems to have some purpose, but his actions are simply incomprehensible.

Wayne felt that this man was very dangerous and needed to be watched.

……

The Diary of a Rorschach

"Before, I saw the embodiment of justice.

He told me that what I was holding on to was not a righteous choice. I'm wondering.

By whose standard is justice measured?

Neither Burke nor Vorusk told me this, they seemed to be hiding a truth that they were encouraging me to pursue further.

I don't understand why a truth needs to be witnessed by me and not relayed by someone else.

Unless they can't.

So why?

A secret about Bourkeso, why did Bourkeso choose to let me get to the bottom of it?

Isn't that a choice that the average person would make? What can they expect from me?

The embodiment of courage pushed me away from judgment in front of them, and then met the wrath of the barbarians with his own body.

I don't understand why he did this, because I'm dust compared to them.

Am I Rorschach? Justice is no compromise! ”

Rorschach curled up in a somewhat dimly lit room.

Holding a charcoal pen that he had sharpened himself, he wrote in his diary.

The ancestors of the Holy Mountain have laughed at him more than once for keeping a diary.

But he still went his own way, and over time, the ancestors stopped asking.

Rorschach's diary is not to leave anything for himself, but to hope that he can leave something to the world after he dies.

Justice should be confessed, and nothing needs to be hidden in the haze.

So everything that is not visible is unjust in the eyes of Rorschach.

Even Rorschach's original face was unjust, and the mask on his face was the face of "Rorschach".

He was Rorschach's body, not Rorschach's own.

But now, he's a barbarian.

He can stand in front of everything with his countenance, and then swing a hammer to smash the heads of those whose sins are unforgivable.

But he's still afraid.

A wavering spirit breeds a lot of negative emotions.

Such as fear, such as hatred.

"You're still writing a diary?"

Vader's figure appeared in front of Rorschach without the eyes of the other ancestors.

Rorschach put away the diary and charcoal in his hand in a little panic, and then quietly looked at Vader in front of him.

Vida, who possessed the entity, looked a little bleak, her face shriveled and her cheekbones bulging.

There was a cringe on his lips, and in his open mouth he could see that he was missing two canine teeth that he was tearing on.

The eye sockets are deep, as if they have been suffering from some kind of torture.

Such a face makes it hard to believe that he is the Vader who always drove others before.

"Well, it looks like you're not going to talk to me about that. But do you want to hear a story? A story about someone who always keeps a diary. ”

Vader looked at the darkness in the room with a vacant look in her eyes and spoke slowly.

"Do you know what I'm most afraid of hearing?

It was the voice of an old man, who would always say 'Hero, please stay' in the slowest and most hurried tone.

And then tell a long story.

It's so long that no one can listen to that story in its entirety while waking up, and I may be an exception. ”

Vader smacked his mouth, then lifted a brick from the ground and pulled a book out of it.

After two casual flips, the book turned into ashes in Vader's fingers, leaving nothing left.

"A long time ago? Maybe not so long ago.

There was a warrior named Joriz who always liked to record everything he saw in his diary.

There are deep thoughts in the diary, and there is a yearning for the future.

There is a reflection on the war.

He would always see blood stains on his palms when he brushed his hands through his lover's hair. ”

Vader said as if he were reciting a poem.

One day, Joretz heard from his lover a revelation of his fate.

Even he saw the picture of his fateful death in the eyes of his powerful wife, and recorded it in his diary in detail.

He began to think, what kind of power does fate really look like?

Joriz did not choose to back down because of the revelation of fate, and the battle was a war that the barbarians had to fight for space to survive.

Maybe it's the same for the other side.

Everyone has the right to live, but what to do when the rights of the two parties are opposed?

Jo Ez defied his fate and went to a fork in the road!

He didn't die in that battle, but he made everyone believe he died there!

For this he made a deal with the demon! Chips are a soul given to him by his lover!

A soul with news of fate!

Yes! Just as you think! Champion Jo Riz has succeeded!

He conquered fate!

But he is going to spend the rest of his life redeeming his beloved's soul from the hands of demons!

Before the debt could be repaid, he died!

Only this diary was left!

And before he died, this diary fell into the hands of an annoying old man named Decard Kane, and only those who are qualified can listen to the story. ”

Vader was still whispering.

Rorschach sensed something strange emerging over Vader!

That kind of hollow, weird. It seems to be full of resentment and as if it contains sin.

Rorschach could feel the disgusting sensation in Vader's body all the time.

It was as if slippery tentacles had passed through the throat.

It's like a crab's claws and pincers are about to pass through its own stomach wall.

Joriz wanted to close the deal, just to get back that little bit of his lover's soul.

An incomplete soul does not have the power of a life. ”

Vader stood up and stood in front of Rorschach.

The body, which was not very burly, suddenly swelled a little.

The shriveled part of his face bulged out as if it had been inflated.

"Now, my story is over. Rorschach. ”

Vader looked at Rorschach in front of him, and Rorschach only felt a burst of coldness enveloping him.

"I don't care who I'm chosen! But I am who I am!

Rorschach never compromised. ”

Rorschach roared "loudly" with all his might.

But the voice was still faint, and only he and Vader in front of him could hear it.

"Joritz, what's the name of the demon you made the deal with!"

Rorschach asked in the loudest voice he could.

He needs a truth!

Even if you die for it!

"His name is Azmodan!"

A red light flashed in Vader's eyes!

The moment he rushed into the Dark Soul Stone and shattered the soul of Azmodan with the power of the ancestors!

The pain and torment of the soul had already befallen him!

Andariel didn't help Bourkeso!

Instead, at this time, he did his best to corrupt Vader's soul!

Azmodean's efforts are worth it!

The Demon King of Hell will wipe out Bourkeso's chance to reach the top!

Over and over! Until the death of Bourkeso!

Champion Joritz!

The only barbarian who escaped his fate!

Thousands of years of love!

Thousands of years of self-reproach!

Thousands of years of salvation!

These thousands of years have become the last bargaining chips that overwhelm him!