While the two demon gods in Hell were whispering, Tyrell was already standing in front of Madolph with the Light of the Holy Feather.

"Madolph, that incident was just a desperate move."

Tyrrell's whole body was shrouded in a hood, and he couldn't tell what his face was.

"If you go one step further, then wait for the jade to burn! Tyrrell! You must know that only Sonya and Bourkeso have little trust in you, and now you are proving that you have never been as exalted as you say! ”

Madolph's body had grown in a full circle, and it seemed that the next moment he would fully display the posture of the Berserker's wrath in front of Tyrell.

At that time, Madoc will gain far more power than he did during his lifetime, and then it will also mean that the Archangel of Justice will become the enemy of the barbarians.

"Have you seen your fate? Or do you know something that I don't know? ”

Tyrell held the Radiance of the Holy Feather in his hand in front of him, turning sideways as he had faced Masayr.

He is ready to fight and only waits for one result.

"Hell, I said hurry up and pull me out of this damn place, I'm not in the mood to listen to your bullshit, I'm about to run out of breath!"

Konstantin let out an angry roar in the cocoon, and then the whole cocoon inflated directly like a balloon!

That was all that hell monarch had, after the Demon God Mephisto had been reborn from his body and Durreel had drawn his power.

The Monarch of Hell, who has a portion of the authority of Hell, has finally made his choice.

Hell is being destroyed little by little, and no one can feel it except the rulers of hell who have authority.

And he is already the only Helllord born in Hell.

Little by little, the Shadow Fang is tearing through the whole of Hell, and is about to exchange the destruction of this hell for the coming of Burning Hell.

And Mephisto, the Monarch of Hell, is ready to fade, just to be able to remind those who should know about it in his last moments!

"Quiet!"

Tyrell's voice was as distant and grand as a bell that had been runged, and in an instant, Konstantin's body emerged from the cocoon of the worm!

"Tyrrell, make a choice! Do you want to bear the wrath and hatred of the barbarians! ”

Madolphe's muscles swelled to a limit, and the surface of his skin was already densely cracked.

The last rage of the berserker is about to appear, and what do the barbarians know?

Those have nothing to do with Tyrell's justice!

"Wait for fate's choice! Barbarians, in a moment, you will understand what I am standing here for!

Fate will tell you how to face justice! ”

The glow of the Holy Feather in Tyrell's hand slowly rose, and the energy on Tyrell's body was recovering little by little.

At that moment, the figure of Imprius appeared in front of Tyrell's eyes, holding the re-repaired Solarion Spear of Courage in his hand, and piercing the scorching sun aurora through Tyrell's chest!

"Fate will not come! He took my job and told me to stop you again! Tyrrell!

It's like being on the Crystal Dome back then! ”

The voice of the archangel of courage spread like the sun throughout the area, dispersing all the breath of solemn justice on the ground.

Solarion hung Justice high in the air, and the sun-like light stained the body of the Archangel of Justice with only dazzling light!

"Tyrell! Are you still going to go against the will of the Anglis Council, and are you still going to commit the grave crime of 'going against the sky'?

Do you still want to ignore everything that courage envelops you, just for the 'fate' that you rely on after losing your wisdom?

Let me see! Justice! Do you have power over us, as he says? ”

The Prius's armor began to turn red, and the metal-like ring suspended above his head began to glow with blazing sunlight!

"Brother, justice never compromises!"

Tyrell shouted, turning into a cloud of smoke and moving from everyone's attention to another place.

Imprius's attack was as useless as when Tyrell pierced Masaire's chest with his sword.

It would be very troublesome for them to fight each other completely, but it was not impossible.

"But your justice has long since deviated from the traces it should be! Justice is supposed to be the kind that countless beings recognize, which is why I show up to stop you!

Why am I the only one to stop you, you never thought about it! ”

Inprius stood in front of Madolph, the scorching sun aurora in his hand slicing through the balloon-like cocoon that encased Constantine, causing him to burn the remnants of Durrell to ashes with fiery force.

"Bell!"

The sound of a weapon striking on armor sounded, and Leorik struck Tyrell straight back where he was in his rightful place.

Leorrick is now more than just a Skeletron, with a Durrell body!

Death is still in his body! Death is haunting his soul!

"Surprise? Justice!? Who are you righteous? Not mine anyway. ”

Leorik had an inexplicable smile on his face, and the giant hammer in his hand made a whining sound in midair.

"As Masayer said to you, no one can stop death. Do you think Masayr was merciful because you were Tyrell?

Don't make me feel that justice is irrational, Tyrrell. From the beginning to the end, Masayr wanted to guide justice, and it was you who chose to turn your back on wisdom. ”

After Leorik finished speaking, Tyrell's figure stood still.

Indeed, the power of justice is the most powerful of the archangels, but it still does not allow him to overcome the defenses of courage and death.

He doesn't have much experience fighting in this world, but the existence that uses this power now is called Leorick!

"So, what are you going to do? Because of the prius, justice is always noble......"

"Then you'd better keep it high, Iseriel has already compromised, with my efforts!"

As he said this, the spear in his hand was held at his waist, and it seemed that he might stab directly at Tyrell at any moment!

"Justice should never be independent, but it can't be far from everything in this world, Tyrell, you should know what I mean, I'm not a guy you can ignore now."

Leorik placed his hand on Imprius's shoulder, and in the heat of courage, the smell of roasted meat came from his hand.

"You're on the brink of danger, and I don't know how you've restrained Isereel, but he's not going to compromise as you say, unless that's part of 'fate.'"

Tyrrell was still secretive about Iseriel's news, but in exchange for a sneer from Madalk.

Where is the fate?

Faced with this problem, I am afraid that only the barbarians know about it.

The fate that Reco believed in was never that of Iseriel, or that it was because of Reco's contact with the true destiny that Esselel used her own power to keep an eye on Recouel.

It's just to find the trajectory of fate.

If Reko is a barbarian who has truly come into contact with fate, then Madoc is an existence that can spread joy from fate!

Remember the title of Madolphk! Battle Prophet!

What could a prophet know other than fate?

"Well, the farce is coming to an end, and now justice is on judgment for us? Or did you say that you forgot how to conduct the trial after the hammer of judgment was handed over to Bourkeso?

By the way, you've never used that weapon of justice, so mind telling me when you never held the hammer of judgment? Tyrrell! ”

Madolph kept saying trivial things, waving the axe up and down in his hand.

The remains of the purple man were at his feet, constantly tearing at the wind from which the weapon was wielded.

"Bourkeso is about to wake up, if you still want to witness justice, witness how a mortal executes justice, then stay still and wait for Bourkeso to wield the hammer of judgment and reason with you!"

Madolph's fragmented thoughts finally fell silent as the words fell.

Where is justice there?

Vorusk represents greed and plunder for death, but it is unusual for Vorusk to be able to find death!

He is the existence that death favored in the first place!

And it was he who challenged death, which gave him strength! And let the barbarians bear that painful consequences!

Lecôme came into contact with fate, chose silence under the guidance of fate, and chose sacrifice at the request of fate.

Leko is a believer in fate!

She really saw fate, and was tightly entangled with fate, all resistance became an empty joke, and finally painfully chose incomplete relief.

And Bourkeso was justice the moment he appeared!

He was closely bound to justice, but at that time Bourqueso lacked courage.

That's why Prius chose Bourkeso, because it takes courage to drive justice.

And Tyrell, who is the archangel of justice, is bewitched by balance for justice.

After he hides the power of justice, justice is gone!

Bourkeso stands under justice, under the justice of humanity!

Everything he gave for justice was his choice, and he got the courage and chose a noble sacrifice.

Under the witness of fate, he has become a righteous walker, he is fighting for all injustice, and everything he does may be more intuitive than Tyrell, more concise than Tyrell!

Did Tyrell do anything about sealing the Seven Demon Kings?

Mephisto and Baal's seals were derived from the explosion of the Worldstone, and only the barbarians died for them.

Who in Andariel, Duriel, Azmodan, and Billel did not come to an end at the hands of humans?

Diablo suffered two crushing defeats, one for Leoric and Aidan and the other for Bourkeso and Nephilim.

What did Tyrrell do?

He shouted, "Go find Nephitien!" "And then there was a absence from every tragic battle.

With whom is justice?

"If you are righteous, then how can I exist? Barbarian, now you tell me out loud, who am I! ”

Tyrell's voice was filled with anger.

In the face of Madolph's questioning, he has not even left the most basic decency.

He is the archangel of justice, but whose justice is the justice of the angels? Anyway, it's not a barbarian, and the Archangel of Justice is a disaster for a barbarian.

"Brother, you need guidance, just ......"

Because of the words of the Prius, it is so-so.

Justice needs the guidance of wisdom, but wisdom hasn't said anything to Tyrell since locking himself up in the Great Library.

So who's guiding Tyrrell?

Only Yseriel!

Wisdom discerns the truth, so it chooses the wise approach.

It's just that wisdom thinks on a higher level, and the desired result is not something that other people can bear.

"How could Iserel take over your job? The summons of the High Heavens are not as simple as words, the crystal arch has been shattered. ”

The wings of light behind Tyrell began to dim.

Apparently he had completely given up on using combat to solve the current problem.

"Yseriel, what he wants has never been to fight for himself, he convinced me with a condition I couldn't refuse."

Inprius slowly dissipated the Dusolarion in his hand, and his red armor began to cool.

"Oriel? She had given the most to escape from Masaire, and she shouldn't have woken up now. ”

Tyrrell said this to Imprius in front of him, and as they spoke, the aura on Bourkeso's body became more and more powerful.

"Hope never dies."

Prius lifted Konstantin on the ground and placed it in front of him, saying thoughtfully.

Hopefully, the archangels never died out completely, but that is also impossible.

Even if the Great Demon God wanted to completely devour all the archangels, he would not be able to wipe out all traces of Oriel.

The dark universe will also burst into bright light unexpectedly, and all dying stars will always scatter their last afterglow.

Even a black hole, even a force from which nothing can escape, there is no way for light to lose its existence.

"So, Leoric?"

Tyrell finally turned his gaze to Leorik.

In his eyes, Skeletron is the one who will never die, he is the one who will always exist, and if there is anyone who hopes to pin, then only Leorik is the most likely.

At this time, Konstantin's body began to radiate the brilliance that belonged to Oriel.

It was the power that hope had given Angel, the power that Konstantin had plundered in his own way.

Hope never favors anyone alone, so all people can have the power of hope equally.

And Oriel's consciousness is not far away, she has left her mark a long time ago.

"That's right, my crown."

Leorik's blue gaze trembled slightly, and he tore hard at his scalp to tear Duriel's flesh open a small opening.

Then the glittering crown was thrown on Konstantin's body.

At the moment of contact, a gentle light appeared on Cons's body.

Oriel Manli's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Konstantin was directly unconscious at the moment Oriel appeared, but he would get a lot of benefits as a trigger to wake up Oriel.

And have a good dream.

"Tyrell, long time no see."

Oriel's voice rang out, and all the strife began to calm down.

Madolph's swelled body began to slowly retract, and healing and compassion spread equally to all beings present, but bypassed the purple man's broken body.

It's not that the wicked don't deserve hope, it's that the best hope of the sinful ones comes only after the end of the trial.

If there is still hope after the trial, hope will be passed on equally.

And the righteous judgment is now in the hands of Bourkeso!

Oriel's appearance has no superfluous brilliance, and it does not show any amazing miracles.

Hope is always there, it's just that it's often overlooked.

Her presence will not tell the whole world, and the world will not behave differently because of the existence of hope.

Hope has always been there.

"Oriel, what did you do with Imprius?"

Tyrrell's voice was as calm as ever!

No one can judge justice, and Tyrell is justice itself.

But justice itself does not seem so complete, for judgment should come to all beings equally.

"We just want to put you on the right track, Archangel of Justice, Tyrell! Why do you think we are divided on whether or not to destroy humanity? ”

Oriel's voice passed slowly, and hearing the presence of this voice would calm the waves in my heart.

Hope is so good, and she only favors those who never give up hope.

Hope and courage are the most closely connected archangels, and their opinions have never been divided before that vote.

And that time, Oriel chose to vote against, and Prius coldly chose to vote for it.

Wisdom sees what Oriel and Imprius are thinking, and he tries to restore justice.

"What did Iseriel do without us?"

Tyrell caught the point almost instantly, and the trigger for everything was directed at Iseril, who was known as the Archangel of Destiny.

A handsome archangel of destiny who pins his fate on justice? A fate that makes wisdom drift away?

Tyrrell had thought that Masayer's departure was only because wisdom would question everything and change everything. There is a strong curiosity in the essence of wisdom, so it will be dissatisfied with the predetermined destiny of the new life.

"Rasma, want balance."

Bourkeso's voice finally rang out, and while the archangels were chatting, Bourkeso completed his absorption of Duriel.

Now there is a wound on Bourqueso's left arm that is constantly decomposing and regenerating!

That's a remnant of pain!

This will never end until Bourkeso truly becomes a god!

"Bourkeso, you've finally said some of the information we wanted."

There was some impatience in the voice of the Prius, in terms of information, barbarians and high heavens have never been shared.

It's like hell, heaven and earth, the division is clear.

"Necromancer? Rasmar Sacrifice? ”

Madolph patted his head and said.

What is the Necromancer Gate after?

Necromancers are a profession taught by Rasmar herself, and they find a balance between life and death.

"Rasmar believes that the balance between life and death allows him to master the complete rules of life, and I have reason to believe that Rasma killed Vasily with her own hands."

Bourkeso said reluctantly.

Now that the words have been said here, it doesn't seem to make sense to hide them any more.

Vasily, the original ancestor of the Druids.

The druid, who had merged himself into nature and tried to master the birth of life, wanted to master the power of life birth in this way.

But there is something unclear about his death, as in the case of the first Bourkeso, and there is no record of what they experienced at the time that led to the result.

"Did Iseril give him direction or did he plunder Iseril?"

Oriel asked in a slow, soft tone, but any words that came out of her mouth seemed like the gentlest of statements.

Iterre's true face may be well concealed, both in the place of birth and in the Eternal War, he claims to be fate.

If wisdom discovers the true face of Iserrel because of curiosity that questions everything, then hope is the witness to destiny when it spreads hope to Recou.

Yseriel, the archangel of balance.

An archangel with weak strength who rarely makes a sound.

What Oriel wanted to know was whether it was Iserrel who chose to put everything on Lasmar, or if Rasmar had her eyes on Ismar after thinking about it.

"Rasmar has always wanted to wake up Lilith, but that should be only the first step, and I wonder if Lasmar is following a balance." Bourkeso's eyes wandered a little as he spoke, as if he was in a daze.

"If he chooses balance, then he may also awaken Inaris, and demons and angels are balanced."

"So if he plundered Isseriel, then whose power did he weaken? The Demon King of Hell has always been evenly matched with us. ”

Prius interrupted Bourkeso somewhat rudely.

Courage is sometimes not so rational.

"Pain."

Leorik said, glancing at the wound on Bourkeso's arm.

A demon that was supposed to be born as the fourth demon god was forcibly divided into two, and who knows if it was half of the pain in these two powers.

A lot has happened between Andariel's birth and the pain of plundering "half".

And that's a long story.

"Impossible! I am the torment of the soul, and Durrell is the torment of the flesh! Our unity is suffering itself! ”

Andariel's voice rang out in Bourkeso's head.

If there is anyone who is most unacceptable to this result, it is this demon king of hell who seeks to suffer all his life!

Suddenly someone tells her that the completeness she is looking for is nothing more than a fragment, and it will be difficult for anyone to accept.

And for Andariel, who has always been known for her fanatical and crazy!

Bourkeso hadn't intended to bother with Andariel, but Skeletron said as if he had heard Andariel's screams.

"The pain of the flesh and the pain of the soul? How did they connect? Body and soul are inextricably linked. To kill the soul is to kill the body, and to kill the body is to destroy the soul.

I have never heard of anyone who can live without his soul, nor of anything that can be called life after losing the carrier of his soul. ”

When Leorik said this, he glanced at Madoc, who was standing not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

Madolph gave up thinking when the topic went to something he couldn't understand, and now he was stepping on the purple man's body and looking at it.

Madolph didn't know what to say about the fact that this almost dead creature had been brought back to the Holy Mountain, and he didn't want to use his axe as a shovel to shovel the meat sauce off the ground.

It's better to use a spoon for that kind of thing.

"Halogas is the carrier of the souls of the ancestors, and their bodies are the sacred mountain of Halogas."

Bourkeso had said this, and that was enough for Leorik to understand what he meant.

The souls of the ancestors were not detached bodies, or they gathered their souls in the sacred mountain and regarded the sacred mountain as their own body.

This is also the reason why there is never more than one sacred mountain for barbarians.

Of course, this is also the reason why there are only so few ancestral spirits on the sacred mountain of Harlogas.

The sacred mountain of Arret, which housed more barbarian spirits, was completely destroyed at the hands of Tyrell, so the barbarians never had a superfluous affection for Tyrell.

"You should ask Isserel this kind of question, I don't think that guy will choose to resist by force in front of me."

Bourkeso looked up at Imprius, his unscrupulous tone in his calm tone.

A few archangels present were enough to inflict injuries on him and cause trouble, but it was impossible to defeat him!

Unless Bourkeso is no longer himself.

The power of justice was in his hands, and Tyrell was no better off against Bourkeso than Diablo was against Bourqueso.

Courage had pinned itself on Bourkeso, just as Leorick had made, and in any case the Prius would not have been on the opposite side of Bourkeso.

I hope that the archangels are equal to every being, and will not deliberately target any one or the other.

Only the rules of death were somewhat threatening to Bourkeso, but death was now on Leorrick's side.

Masayir, the Archangel of Death?

No!

He is the archangel of wisdom! It's just that it replaces death and becomes the wisdom that possesses death!

What was the price to be paid for getting the power of death, Vorusk had already told Burkeso.

If you get death, you will not escape death!

If wisdom cannot be killed, then Masayr can now be killed, the kind that cannot be resurrected in the High Heavens!

Utter death, fair death!

Death without discrimination for everything!

Vorusk was a Nephilim who had long understood that he would face death.

Maybe it wasn't time, but the battle made him face death more than once.

For people, it is true that if a person is killed, he will die, so Vorusk rebelled against death without hesitation.

"Bourkeso, you may not be able to get rid of Isserel right now. It's not that he can't be killed by you, it's that you can't find his existence. ”

As he said this, the wings of courage behind him opened, trying to strengthen his persuasiveness.

Instead of choosing to resuscitate in this world like them, Iseriel hid herself in the presence of a being that was difficult to kill.

Dr. Manhattan!

Yseril is hiding in the sight of Dr. Manhattan, and if he wants to capture him, then he must deal with Dr. Manhattan.

An existence that is almost omnipotent, and has completely lost its humanity after becoming omnipotent!

There is no point in attacking him, and hurting him will not get the slightest return.

Of course, death will work for him, but the rules of this world don't intend to bother to solve this guy who is just quietly watching everything.

An otaku who doesn't say a word and just watches everything happens, is no threat to the world.

Annihilation completely destroyed Dr. Manhattan's humanity with his own power, and nothing could move the blue guy who had left all traces of humanity.

"What did you use to convince him? Prius? ”

Leorik twitched the corner of his mouth, then pressed his hand to the corner of his mouth and twitched continuously.

It had been a long time since he had experienced the sensation of twitching muscles, which made him a little amused.

"With the message of the Demon King of Hell, and a promise to watch his choice."

Since the Prius doesn't seem to be going to say anything more on this topic, it's a little perfunctory.

If Leorik had been smarter, he would have chosen to stop the conversation, because that would be the best option for each other.

But Leorik was too clever to realize that the current Imprius was helpless in the face of him, and that this answer would give more information to those present.

"What promise? And who are you connected to? ”

Leorick wanted to take a watermelon for two bites, he hadn't eaten juicy fruit in a long time.

He has always missed the taste of watermelon.

Besides, he wasn't black, and Duriel's body was very white, just as it was when Death appeared in human form.

So there will be no discrimination in the design.

"What does this have to do with the news we're discussing?"

Because Prius said with some dissatisfaction, the temperature on his body began to rise again.

"Well, the death of this world, you have heard it now, so why don't you tell me about your purpose?"

Bourkeso turned his gaze to Leoric, his voice flat and unwavering.

He hurriedly raised the pill bottle around his waist to his lips and poured it into his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Leoric's body.

"What we want is your permission, the acquisition of the strange rules of your world, the world wants to be strong, and we are chasing the strong."

The figure of death walked out of Leorik's body lightly, the black hooded robe enveloping the whole body, but it didn't look shriveled up at all through the robe.

Who knows how a skeleton can be bumpy.

But that's how death came to everyone.

"You will never become the creator god on a different path, but you will undoubtedly go further and further on the road of strength."

Oriel said, waving the streamer in her hand.

Faced with the rules of this world, Oriel has no special ideas at all.

The rules for the true personification of the two worlds are not the same, and there is nothing between the two sides that is very unhappy with who sees the other.

These rules are only the composition of the power of the creator god, and it is still possible to maintain a certain consciousness without power.

This is the privilege after the personification of the rules.

It's just that after that consciousness loses the protection of its power, it becomes impossible to guarantee anything.

Who knows, the guy who has been given the power of authority and becomes the creator god will leave behind the consciousness that has witnessed everything to continue to exist?

Not every creator god doesn't care about the past.

As for everything that is said in front of this death, no one cares about what is called "secret", and there is no evasion of it.

Because in this world they want to get everything they need, then these rules of this world are the best allies.

And there doesn't seem to be much contradiction between the two sides, at least on different paths in the direction that has been decided.

How is it possible for a world governed by multiple beings to be free from strife?

None of them want to become the creator god is the best news, they will not constantly devour each other, and they will not start an eternal war like the high heavens and the burning hells.

This is good news.

"Power is sometimes more important than being a higher being."

Death said this, and then silently organized the language, and by the way, connected with her brother.

This important thing still has to be known to eternity, and death does not mention the courage and qualifications of everyone else to make decisions.

If she is a threat to Bourkeso because of her death personality, then she can only match two archangels in their power and strength.

Or two Hell Demon Gods.

On the order of power, after the death that consumes a world, this death represents the rule of two.

The sum of the Archangels of the High Heavens and the Demon King of Hell is Anu himself.

And the unity of eternity, annihilation, death, infinity, and the court of life in this world is the God of creation.

They who have devoured a world have reached the level of two creation gods in terms of overall power, but in terms of personality, they are ultimately the same as the archangels and the demon kings of hell.

Now Bourkeso, having obtained the rules of devouring and the rules of time in another world, has received the sins and half of the suffering represented by Azmodan.

The current Bourkeso is above the individual of the five gods.

The two worlds strike a delicate balance at this time.

There's a lot of Iteriel's handiwork, and that guy's surveillance on Lecco isn't for nothing.

At least he was able to observe some fragments of fate like a living Madolph.

"Our ultimate goal is not to make each other give up ourselves, nor to become one and become the creator gods. We just want to gain the strength to avoid some dangerous possibilities. ”

Death is a bit messy.

But Bourkeso, they probably understand.

The Demon King of Hell wants to be the Great Demon God, but everyone wants to be the one who dominates the power.

It doesn't feel good to be devoured, even if you're a part of the creator.

"What do we need to give? Some rules? IMHO that's unlikely! ”

Leorick grinned, and began to winkle his eyebrows.

The feeling of gaining muscle made him feel good to the bone.

The feeling he hadn't felt in a long time was enough for him to fall into a brief moment of excitement.

But as he said, if you want to make Bourkeso pay the rules of the original world, it can't be!

Bourkeso: The way they want to embark on a creator god is the path of reclaiming all the rules.

Give some of it to someone else? That may not seem realistic.

But Oriel and Imprius remained silent on this, listening as the bored Madolph began to carve a sculpture in the shape of a purple man from the stone on the ground, and then put the minced meat on the paste.

The soul of the Purple Man is not completely finished, and if you do so, there is still a chance for the Purple Man to continue to exist as a sparring partner.

As for the abomination, at the moment of death he had fallen into a complete coma.

Death is the rule of this world, and she is able to keep all life in this world in check.

At the moment of death's appearance, no one will know what is going on here, except for a few people involved.

"Tell me how much do you want?"

Bourkeso directly interrupted Leorik's question.

Everyone wants to be the creator god, and all Bourke wants is wholeness!

He wanted to put an end to everything and bring about change.

But becoming the creator god was not his noblest purpose.

If he wanted to become a creator god completely, then he would not agree to give his share of death after becoming a creator god to Leoric.

Prius and Oriel also chose to side with Bourkeso for this reason!

Break the balance and let everything go as well as possible.

Balance may be important, but what exactly is balance?

That's a question that only the creator God thinks about, and they don't need to think about it.

Those who can think from the perspective of the creator god can no longer be called human, and Masayr may have seen some traces of that way of thinking.

Therefore, whether it is in the eyes of the High Heavens, the Burning Hell, or the Humans, Masayar is completely insane.

If they could know what the creator god thinks, then they would have been the creator god long ago.

Who knows if the world is the product of a ramen-like guy after a drunken getaway?

Does the Lord care or doesn't care?

"We can compromise on the rules, but what we want is the way the rules work."

Death directly said his bottom line after contacting eternity.

New beings will make the world grow and they will become stronger.

Growth is their most fundamental need, especially after the last choice to plunder, which has brought a lot of sequelae.

They will no longer choose the most dangerous approach.

Besides, now that Annihilation and Infinity are simply not able to move, if there is a battle, then Eternity plus Death will face the Court of Life and Bourkeso, all of them.

It's stupid.

"Yes, but I can only promise you on my own behalf, for I am not sure who the final victor will be, and you can wait until the guy named Masayr arrives and try to consult with him.

As long as you're ready to fight me. ”

Bourkeso focused his gaze on Death's arm as he spoke, and there was a hand bone at the head of his bed.

He thought it was a stark enough warning.

"Bourkeso, and Rasma. I don't want to admit it, but I don't think Rasmar will be helpless against Masayer. ”