Fighting in another world, Bourkeso swept into the fleet of Dalik corrupted by the Hell Demon King like a gust of wind.

The winds of the riot are raging in a cosmic environment where there should never be a storm.

The power of anger does not subside due to changes in circumstances, and this is Nephilim's prerogative.

The three ancestors each chose a direction and attacked together, beginning to enjoy their battle.

The purpose of Bourkeso's call to them was to fight, to fight until the Demon Lord of Hell couldn't look any further!

The tracks of the Demon Kings of Hell have always been difficult to pinpoint, especially when they deliberately avoid everyone's eyes.

Right now, it's a good opportunity, and if you want to control the demon army, then Azmodan will inevitably appear on the battlefield!

Just let these demon Dalik armies, which have not yet been fully controlled, collapse, and then Azmodan will be exposed!

The conceit of the demon army under his command is Azmodan's only weakness, and the demon lord of hell, who is always passionate about command and war, will never accept defeat!

"Hah!"

Bourkeso let out a roar, his power, even though it had waned slightly after aiding Imprius's recovery, was still beyond the reach of these twisted pepper pots.

Even if these guys are overwhelmingly powerful for ordinary people.

The impact of the wind blew away all the surrounding existence in the blink of an eye, and the fierce hurricane polished the surrounding existence like a polishing machine.

Anger is capable of transforming the impossible into a tangible being, and that includes sound.

The vacuum environment in the universe was directly and ruthlessly crushed under the energy of rage.

Then Bourkeso was like a meteorite slicing across Dalik's fleet, and the wild flames on his body were burning.

The high heat threatened the demonic monsters, and they began to howl in an unknown sense.

Bourkeso was topless, wearing only a pair of Wasteland Gloves.

With the Oath Keeper and the Mercyless in his hands, Bourkeso unstoppably cut through the demonic Daliks' fleet.

The flames of the explosions of the battleships could be seen all over the sky, but there was no sound.

Technological beings cannot violate the rules of the universe unless they thoroughly grasp and exploit the rules themselves.

The muscles on Bourkeso's body swelled, and the dense scars were beating!

Beneath the hideous body, an angry heart was beating violently.

The long, luster hair fluttered in the fury, and a furious and determined aura began to rise.

The planet behind him that seemed to be locked was radiating a blue glow, like a beacon on the sea.

Although Bourkeso did not have the slightest clue to support his actions at this time, he chose to move forward from the intuition of a Nephilim who had traveled through various unfamiliar terrain countless times.

As long as there are no more demons in this world that are killed, then the name of Azmodan will inevitably appear in the death list!

That's what Nephilim always did!

The corrupted Dalik frantically unleashed their attacks in the direction of Bourkeso, only to free their kind from the bondage of metal in confusion.

The laser was Dalik's most powerful weapon, capable of destroying any enemy they came across.

They also included each other, and Dalik, who had no way to push the protective shield, was not much better for those present than the garbage cans on the side of the road.

So they lost the metal shell!

The swollen octopus-like body began to relentlessly plunder everything visible around it.

It was the predatory instinct of living beings, and after becoming demons, this instinct was infinitely magnified.

Until they finally converged into a disgusting, massive flesh monster wielding giant tentacles in the Void.

Dalik finally broke free from the shackles of metal, freed from the coldness and ruthlessness of genetic modification.

There is no longer only cold hatred and destruction, but also obedience.

At this time, the only remaining huge flesh monster has truly become a subordinate of the Hell Demon King!

The aggregation of negative emotions and the birth of a crazy powerful demon!

The plague began to spread along the monster's body, and the dark green poisonous mist began to spread.

Kaom!

This may be the biggest Kaom the Hell Lord has ever made, and now Dalik has a different name, and it should be called the Demon King of Greed!

The sheer size of the body, and the sound of teeth grinding from the hideous mouth full of sharp teeth.

Everything around was shrouded in poison and began to spread rapidly.

Just looking at the existence of this guy makes you feel a visceral disgust, and as long as he exists, a deadly plague will continue to spread.

"Azmodan!"

Bourkeso shouted the name of the Hell Demon King, and sped off into the distance.

As his anger grew, the energy he had consumed began to recover rapidly.

Then this strange world ushered in the arrival of the king of barbarians!

The blockaded planet was the first to feel this all-open spirit, and the whole planet began to tremble under the huge sense of oppression!

The newly self-reclaimed Demon King let out a senseless roar, then stretched out his tentacles and attacked Bourkeso as he was leaving!

"How long do you think that guy will be torn to shreds by Bourkeso!?"

Madoc asked with a roar, and the three ancestors each chose a direction to rush forward, and the mad Dalik who stood in their way turned into a cloud of ashes in the blink of an eye, and even the qualifications to fly towards the Demon King disappeared.

For the three ancestors who enjoyed the battle without any scruples, these demonic flesh and blood bound by metal did not have much combat power at all, and these guys could only be regarded as a warm-up to enjoy the battlefield.

The boundless Dalik fleet is the best vent toy for them.

Bourkeso didn't need to worry, Madoc was enjoying the battle to the fullest.

"The hell knows, but I bet it won't last more than three breaths!"

Colick wielded the power of Bastin in his hand and directly crushed several monsters around him that were not long-eyed.

The legendary weapon that spreads the damage of the Madness skill like a plague turns Kolik into a real meat grinder!

The surrounding demons were twisted into a blood mist by him one by one, floating in the universe!

The birth of the Demon King is a challenging opponent for them who are alive, but only an ant in Bourkeso's way.

"I'll bet on a moment, knowing that Bourkeso's mood has been very bad lately. Andariel! I'm XX dead to you! ”

Cassius blasted a demonic Dalik that approached him with a punch, and the demonic flesh body was shattered into a blood mist that spread into the distance.

Huge power passed through this demon, and then blasted towards the subsequent large number of monsters with great power.

By the way, he released his emotions with his unique scolding and grinning war cry.

Cassius then rubbed his beard with his bloodstained palms and continued to aim for the next enemy.

He had always believed that demonic blood could make his beard thicker, though there was no basis for that.

The Barbarians were at their peak with a number of powerful warriors plagued by baldness, and the way they bathed was by putting the blood of a large demon and bathing in the blood that was enough to ignite the dead wood.

The conclusion was that demonic blood had no effect on baldness, and that relatively weak barbarians would burn all their hair off by the heat of demonic blood.

It's a bit more than worth it.

"What's the stake? Bourkeso's treasures? ”

Madoc roared loudly, and then he heard a loud commotion coming from Bourkeso's side.

Because of Cassius's provocation, Grandariel, who was imprisoned in the Dark Soul Stone, let out a maddening cry.

She was the only one who was so angry that she burst her veins that she was the only one.

At this time, all her voices will be transmitted to Bourkeso's head without hindrance.

So Bulkeso, who was completely frenzied, kicked out directly and out of order, and with the huge power in his body, he passed through the body of the greedy demon king, causing a huge explosion!

It only took one breath to end the fight, and Cassius used his unique warcry skills to complete a trade.

It's just that after winning, there is still nothing, and the bet has not yet been determined, so what can you do if you win?

"Cassius, you are not allowed to swear without my permission!"

Bourkeso's roar rang from afar, and the furious aura directly swept away the dense poisonous fog left behind by the explosion of the poisonous demon Greed.

The powerful spirit rose again with the rage, and finally a trace of Azmodan breath came from the distance!

Bourkeso had no intention of telling the Ancestors what he was going to do, as it would likely turn the Third Immortal King into a Skeletron-like existence.

But it's easy to make Cassius "civilized" something he can do.

If Cassius is not willing to become "civilized", then Bourkeso will make Cassius "civilized" with his own hands.

"I'm X, you're XX, you're not an immortal king, even if you are, you can't restrict me from talking!"

Cassius roared and punched through a huge spaceship, his figure unusually tall with the glow of fireworks.

Madoc laughed and unleashed a massive slash that swept through all demonized Dalik in front of him in a shockwave of rage.

Madolph's grief can cause the being that is attacked by the wielder for the first time to fall into a regular vertigo.

When the weapon was in the hands of Madolph himself, the "first time" restriction was a joke, and it only took ten seconds apart for it to take effect again.

His strength was the main reason why Barr chose to retreat at that time, and the dizziness once in ten seconds was too disgusting, even if it was just for a moment, Barr did not want to suffer.

Weakened by its destructive power, the Earthsplash blast that swept through millions of Dalik brought the insanely twisted monsters to rest.

The metal shell on their bodies was densely cracked under the blow.

Dalik, who has no way to activate the shield, is too vulnerable.

"Cassius, you won, but you didn't win anything!"

Ma Dao pulled out a whirlwind, and his whole body rushed into the demon group like a spinning top with a blade, and in an instant, flesh and blood splattered.

Whirlwind Slash was Madoc's favorite form of fighting, and the slightly dizzy feeling made him feel like he was full of spirits.

The storm began to breed, and Madolph rushed into the densest spots of the enemy.

At this point, Kolik jumped up heavily, and then fell gently.

In the void of his trampling, he trampled the earth and turned into a huge tide of energy, causing all the demons in his vicinity to fly towards him.

Gathering monsters together will make him more efficient, and it will also make his giant axe more swift!

"You have won the Iron Fist of Bourkeso! Cassius! Have you forgotten how you cried the last time you were knocked to the ground by Bourkeso! ”

Colick laughed loudly at Cassius.

In a battle that doesn't require thinking, the enthusiasm for the battle is completely ignited.

The ancestors were laughing and taking away the demon's life.

"If I punch you in the nose, you'll have to cry too! If I stare at the door of my head, even Andariel will cry like a mage girl! ”

Cassius' yelling made Andariel furious again, and the shrill shouting caused the veins in Bourkeso's forehead to burst!

In the midst of rage, blood broke through the veins and flowed down Bourkeso's forehead.

When you are hit on the bridge of your nose, you will cry, which is experienced by a humanoid being who has the ability to cry, and the soreness is enough to stimulate the instinct of tears.

And when the forehead is hit hard, as long as it is strong enough, the sharp pain will make the most resolute existence cry from the heart.

In order to reach the pinnacle of ignoring pain, Cassius has studied how to enjoy extreme pain.

In the end, he got the ultimate enjoyment with his extreme bad mouth, and he was beaten and cried by Bourkeso, after he died.

"Shut up!"

Bourkeso took out a legendary two-handed axe and threw it out with a weapon throw.

Cassius would make him irritable every time he mentioned his name, and the screams of Andariel at the peak were enough to kill a large group of strong men.

Now it's just a heart-scratching headache.

The Lord of Torment is expert at bringing pain, even if it lacks strength.

And the double-edged axe, which glowed like a torch, carried infinite sparks, and flew towards Cassius's head with a long tail flame like a meteor streaked across the night sky.

The Rune of Shock is a skill that can throw enemies into chaos when hit, and it is enough to teach Cassius a lesson.

"Molten slag? Bourkeso you TM......"

Cassius was hit in the head before he could let out a curse, but fortunately he activated the ability to ignore pain and avoid being knocked unconscious on the spot.

The molten scum had been Cassius' weapon until he realized that the weapon was not as good as his fist, and he turned to beating.

This powerful double-edged axe is full of life flame essence, which will gradually strengthen the wielder's body until it is ineffective.

It was a gift from Cassius to Bourkeso, and it has now been returned.

With Cassius' angry scolding, Bourkeso's figure departed into the distance.

There is an aura of Azmodan over there, and as long as it is targeted, then this demon will have nowhere to escape!

Cassius swore and took the molten scum in his hand, and then furiously launched an attack on all the demons in the attack range.

The molten scum flew out with a huge fireball in the slash, easily destroying a large area of demonic Dalik.

Cassius with a weapon has a higher killing efficiency, although it will make his individual combat power a little lower, and he hasn't used a weapon in a long time.

The last time he used a weapon was when he was alive.

……

Bourkeso's pursuit didn't last long before he saw his goal.

"Azmodan, I didn't expect you to be like this!"

Bulkeso, who had flown far in the direction of the aura, looked at the huge monster with a hideous expression in front of him, and his tone was inexplicable.

There was some mockery, but the anger was clear through the flames of anger that rose up in him.

At this time, Azmodan did not have the slightest intention of avoiding when he encountered Bourkeso.

Not even the idea of evasion.

Azmodan took the body of one of the world's most powerful monsters, and he was like a burning star.

The round body was there, motionless.

Perhaps he lost the ability to move, and his huge body was sometimes the biggest trouble. Besides, this body doesn't even have hands or feet.

How can he move? Do you want to fuck off?

"Bourkeso, I hope you can resist the power of this planet."

His words were provocative in a rampant tone, or rather he was confident that the power that would change his physical form would make Bourkeso pay the price.

Victory is something that Azmodan has never given up, and everything he does is for the ultimate goal of victory, even if there is little hope.

As Azmodan spoke, the huge star-like body was constantly emitting a black aura.

The fiery yellow light could not penetrate this dense layer of darkness at all.

This is Azmodan's original power, and in this world, he is indeed recovering quickly, and it was not easy for him to show this power in the past.

The Dalik, a race of hatred and destruction, allowed Azmodan to quickly regain his strength, though both powers were better suited to Barr and Mephisto.

But as a sin, Azmodan is able to use all the negativity to strengthen himself.

He's recovering too quickly, but it's a good thing to be in another world.

At least after he was sealed, the hatred and destruction would not be fully transmitted to the Hell Demon King on that end.

"You are not my opponent, and your rules are to me like the snow on the sacred mountain of Harlogas, which exists but has no effect."

Bourkeso examined Azmodan's current state and said dismissively.

Then he took the Oath Keeper and Mercy and walked straight to the burning giant planet.

Gossip is a reminiscence, Bourkeso will not allow the Demon King of Hell to exist in front of him for too long.

"I'm going to imprint my footprints on your ugly face!"

Bourkeso's weapon stood in front of him, stomping heavily on the ground.

The blistering pace made the collision very fast.

The Rage Charge allowed him to use his greatest strength to leave footprints on Azmodan, the Demon King of Hell, enough for Azmodan to be sealed into the Dark Soul Stone with his footprints.

It's really a head and a face.

If it was just Azmodan, then this blow would be enough to make the Hell Demon King, who smelled strong enough to spread the entire world, lose all his power, and then be swallowed up by the Dark Soul Stone little by little.

At this time, Andariel, who was in the dark soul stone, was extremely calm, as if she had seen the end.

Andariel knows her brothers well, especially the ones who like to watch others fail the most.

Conspiracy, poisoning, atrocities!

Everything that is hooked by sin is what he loves.

But there was a huge difference between the current Azmodan and the one she remembered, and Andariel was waiting for the truth.

The Azmodan in front of him was no longer the original Hell Demon King, which could be detected by the indistinguishable aura he had exposed at the beginning.

But Bourkeso ignored this possible threat and attacked without fear.

Conspiracy? Or is it a trap?

None of this can stop Bourkeso's determination to deal with the Demon Lord of Hell!

Let these guys move freely, and countless tragedies will be born every moment!

Demons deserve to die!

Justice is never just words, it must be put into action to be meaningful!

And Bourkeso itself is the courage to achieve justice!

The courage to sacrifice, the courage to face disaster, the courage to fight in the face of all injustice!

The demons are right in front of them, is there any better option than to kill the other party?

With Bourkeso's charge, in an instant he appeared in front of the new Azmodan.

The boots that carried all the rage gleamed out of the fire, and the power of the rage was condensed on the imminent kick.

Earth Trampling, Trembling Trampling!

Earthquake: Molten Fury!

Landslides and glaciers disintegrate!

The abundant power of the three skills that can only be unleashed with the help of the legs is brought together.

Forever stand as a banner for a strong front!

Let Sonya, who has touched the threshold of the gods, have unattainable power!

The fundamental reason why Bourkeso was identified as the third Immortal King!

Skills are thoroughly mastered and fused by him!

The increase in equipment is solidified by him, and he no longer relies on legendary equipment to strengthen the power!

The unifying stomp of all your might!

It's enough to step on the long steps of the gods!

A blow that can cause the crystal dome of the High Heaven to disintegrate and die!

Boots with indescribable strength and boundless rage slammed forward!

Azmotan's brand-new body is trembling, and the boundless black mist that Azmodan is emitting is fading, revealing the true appearance of this body!

The star used its backside in Azmodean's forced turn to meet the devastating assault of Bourkeso!

"Roar!"

Bourkeso stepped on it desperately!

A terrifying and huge battle cry was released, and the roar that made all conscious beings in this world tremble at the moment when this blow fell, disappeared!

Ring of Aikatan!

The truth that Azmodan had concealed until this time was revealed!

He did not occupy this powerful symbol of the all-engulfing rule!

It was only when he arrived, that he was captured by the Ring of Aikatan just by corrupting the sin-ridden Dalik!

Azmodan did his best to maintain his presence in the midst of the all-devouring monster, and the moment Bourkeso's aura appeared, he found an opportunity to pass on his altered aura.

Then he used his last power to hide the Ring of Aikatan.

This monster devours everything and cannot be destroyed.

Only after he has eaten enough will he fall into a deep sleep.

Information and presence are his favorite food, yet it is almost impossible for him to have enough!

Wake up and devour everything, and start the world all over again!

He is a monster with the power to destroy and create!

There is only one way to please him, and that is the satisfaction that comes from "delicious" food.

Azmodean's sinful authority allowed him to survive under the authority of destruction and creation.

And he pinned his hopes of getting out of the predicament on his enemies, even at the cost of facing Bourkeso!

It seemed to him that it would be better to be sealed by the Dark Soul Stone than to be completely devoured by the Ring of Aekkatan, which would be a never-ending captivity.

Corrupting the Ring of Aekkatan is even more difficult than corrupting Masayar.

Because this guy only has three simple emotions in his mind: "full", "hungry", and "sleepy".

The complete inability to communicate means that it is impossible for Azmodan to corrupt this guy.

There is no goodness and no sin, for devouring recreation is the instinct of the Ring of Aikatan.

"Hungry~"

Bourkeso understood the emotion of the Ring of Aikatan for a moment, but he was determined to carry through the attack.

Rules? That doesn't matter at all!

"Ha !!"

Bourkeso let out the loudest battle cry he could make, and then the earth-destroying power was completely poured over the bridge of the nose of the Ring of Aikatan!

The devastating shockwave spread out from where the two came into contact, and Azmodan's breathless strength turned into ashes in the impact of the blow!

The sins, the destruction, the hatred, and even the fear of the diaspora are absorbed by the very existence of the rule itself!

The body of the Ring of Aikatan was filled with dense cracks the moment it was hit by Burkeso.

But this blow can't break the rule itself, it just hurts the rule.

The yellow halo turned into tentacles and slashed across Bourkeso's body, and at this moment Bourkeso's unquenchable anger disappeared from his body.

As his consciousness was flipped through, he felt a peace that he had not felt in a long time.

Now the Ring of Aikatan is capturing Bourkeso's past, swallowing this information into its belly.

It's just that Azmodan has appeared in the dark soul stone!

With the power of this blow, Azmodan was transferred from one eternal cage to another.

"Roar!"

Bourkeso's body shifted to the posture of the Berserker's Fury in an instant, but the height of more than three meters was meaningless to the star-like body of the Ring of Aikatan.

Bourkeso's mind began to reminisce about his past.

From not getting the approval of any of the ancestors, to getting the first victory.

Then he saw Leorik with a gentle smile!

And the one he sealed in the Dark Soul Stone, the one who chose to escape!

"Hungry!"

The Ring of Aikatan could only send such crude messages, but it probed even harder into Bourkeso's past.

Huge amounts of information can make him feel full, and Bourkeso is the medium through which he devours it.

The Devoured will not lose this memory, but when the Ring of Aikatan begins to devour existence driven by hunger, the world will be on the path of rebirth!

"I'm Bourkeso! The barbarian destined king! The savior of the world! ”

Bourkeso unconsciously let out a roar, and the anger on his body began to burn again!

The son of angels and demons, the existence of Nephilim is also the rule!

Even if the power of this rule cannot be used, it is still there!

"I'm Bourkeso! The one who is feared by Hell! Death also deterred me, and death could not be extinguished! ”

A huge roar came, and the light wings given by the Prius behind him reappeared!

Courage never breaks!

"I am the Immortal King!!"

With Bourkeso's roar, the Dark Soul Stone let out a slight tremble!

His consciousness was reawakened from the flipping through the Ring of Aikatan!

"Roar!"

Warcry! A battle cry that combines all the Warcry skills!

Ignore pain, intimidation, roar, gallop, battle cry and battle rage!

With a roar, Bourkeso's power reached a peak that he had never reached before!

The Oath Keeper in his left hand crossed his head, and the Mercyless in his right hand swung over his waist!

Slam, Slash, Slash, Suppress, Frenzy, Ground Split, and Bourkeso's favorite Whirlwind Slash!

These Slash skills merge into one, and Frost, Lightning, and Fire rise up in two weapons!

Bourkeso did exactly the path he had envisioned at the beginning!

Random combinations of skills, no longer confined to the form of skills.

The runes of all skills have been mastered and become his own power!

The storm engulfed thunder and lightning in the frost, and the surrounding area flashed with blazing fire!

Cold and heat fused together, and the wind, snow, thunder and lightning urged him to stomp on the ground heavily, twist his waist, and wave his arms!

Two weapons slammed into the large face of the Ring of Aikatan, and the massive star that symbolized the rules themselves was split in the middle!

"Devouring existence? And then create!? There will be no more everything that has disappeared in that world! ”

Bourkeso stepped on the ground again, this time he added the unity of the stampede skill he had used before, and the huge reaction force was transmitted to the weapon in his hand along with his strong body!

Spin again!

Two weapons landed vertically on the Ring of Aikatan!

The blow shattered the massive star, which was already full of cracks.

Countless debris whistled and marked, countless trajectories scattered!

Then the gem-like shard in the center, which glowed yellowish, slammed straight into Bourkeso's body!

Devour and create the origin of the rules!

In the blink of an eye, the shard climbed up to Bourkeso's body like molten iron.

And then disappeared above Bourkeso's skin!

Devourer devoured!

Bourkeso has received a complete and powerful set of rules!

As long as his soul is complete, he will become the embodiment of a new rule!