"Okay, let's go back first."
Bulcaisuo's face didn't look good. No matter what the outcome was, it would be a huge trouble for him.
The appearance of Auriel means that the two worlds are no longer independent of each other. If any passage is created, a huge disaster will begin.
Burcasso suddenly lost interest in punching sandbags, and his mind was filled with thoughts about what was going on between the Seven Demon Kings of Hell and the five archangels.
Except for the death that appeared at the beginning, he has not seen any other existence in this world that can rival the Demon King of Hell in terms of personality.
This in itself is a dangerous sign.
Even though Bulcasso could defeat the Demon King of Hell and even cut off the head of the seven-in-one great demon Diavolo, he knew very well that if he was alone, the Demon King of Hell would have many ways to avoid him.
This world is not the one he is familiar with, and the Hell Demon has countless places to hide.
Even if he finally comes to the door one by one, the pain caused by those hell demons is inevitable.
Even if that death has the personality of Malthael, how can a death that has never experienced a fight be the opponent of the Demon King of Hell?
The incarnation of the rules of this world is not like the archangel and the devil of hell who have been fighting for countless years, nor have they ever experienced a war comparable to the eternal war.
In Bulkesso's view, the incarnation of the rules of this world may not be of much use in fighting the Demon King of Hell.
"Bulkess, I think..."
"You follow me back to the Holy Mountain, and I will take you to find Leiko."
Bulkatho interrupted Matthew. If everything was as he imagined, then cultivating more Nephalem would be the best choice at the moment.
Hellboy was panting, as if he was breathing in the beauty of the world, but the hot air he breathed made him still look ferocious.
The stone arm dragged Johnny Blaze towards the wreckage of his RV with staggering steps. The unlucky driver was protected by Gabriel under the flames that destroyed everything, and was now lying on the ground with his eyes closed, praying.
…
"So you came back with Matthew?"
Gu Yi looked calm, as if he was telling an insignificant matter.
But she's well aware of the impact if Bulqueso's fears come true.
After watching the fragments of Bulkesso's memory, she knew exactly what the Seven Demon Kings of Hell and the five Archangels represented.
"That Odin, I'd better make time to meet him."
Bulcasso looked at Matthew with a stern expression as he continued to charge under Leiko's men.
"Perhaps it is best to let more people become partners. After all, you cannot bear the affairs of two worlds alone."
The Eye of Agamotto on Ancient One's chest was emitting golden light, and it seemed that her mood was not as calm as it seemed.
“I don’t want a world to look exactly like the one I remember.”
Bulcaisuo stood up and walked towards the Temple of the Elders.
The Kanai Magic Box placed inside is exuding a mysterious rhythm, as if it is explaining something.
Constantine was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the surrounding cold walls reflecting the dim light of the fire.
Although there are ever-lasting torches on the walls of the Elder's Temple, the light is never very bright.
A strange place, a strange group of people, and a powerful force that can make the demon king he is familiar with fear.
This can all be daunting.
Fear originated from the fear of the unknown. Even though Constantine had sealed away the cowardice in his soul very early, he still felt the emotion called fear now.
With the tapping sound of the boots on Bulcaisuo's feet, he turned his head and looked at Bulcaisuo.
"What do you want from me?"
Constantine's voice had never been serious, and his face lost its usual frivolity.
Even his first question could not hide his uneasiness.
"I want to explore the source of that power."
Bulcaisel's voice was a bit cold, very much like the tone used by Qualkek's training soldiers.
"What are you going to do if the Demon King of Hell comes to this world?"
Warusk's roar like a lion resounded throughout the Temple of the Elders.
Although this place does not prevent anyone from entering, generally only Volusk likes to stay here.
He alone sits atop the throne that belongs to the Immortal King, and this will continue until Bul-Katho takes over the honorary title.
"I will send them back to hell one by one with my double swords!"
Bulkatho looked at Warusk with his eyes widened. The Seven Demon Kings of Hell were the incarnation of the rules. No matter how powerful the Nephalem were, they still could not destroy the rules.
"Then you plan to become the patron saint of this world? Don't make me laugh!"
Warusk stood up from the throne, exuding a fierce aura, and his golden beard and hair were windless, like a lion's mane.
"Then just wait for those bastards to crush the world!"
Bulcaisuo's pale white hair exploded, and the two of them now looked like a confrontation before the battle between the old and new lion kings.
Sitting cross-legged, Constantine clutched the ground tightly like a sapling destroyed by a hurricane. He almost passed out.
"Look at your white hair! You still haven't gotten rid of the threat of death, so why should you boast?"
Compared to Bulkesso, who has not yet ascended the throne, Volusk has the spirit of an immortal king.
The tone is arrogant, lazy and grand.
"Death cannot take away my will!"
"But he can make you look like a dying old man!"
The armor belonging to the Glory of the Immortal King appeared one by one on Bulcaisuo's body, and the sound of metal collision was made as Bulcaisuo's body trembled.
This set of armor also appeared on Warusk's body, and it was also contending.
"You are not the Immortal King yet."
"But I am already the strongest!"
With Bulkesso's declaration, Warusk's aura gradually subsided.
He could not refute Bulcaisel's words.
After Bulkesso cut off the head of the great demon, what he said became the truth.
"If I'm still alive."
"Then you are no longer my opponent."
Bulkesso lowered his head slightly and stared at Warusk with his eyes like an eagle.
"Justice is not on your side this time."
The armor on Warusk gradually became transparent, and he looked at Bulcaisso with calm eyes.
"Tyriel is justice, but justice is more than just Tyrael."
Bulcaisel threw the gravel hammer in his hand to Warusk, then turned around and walked towards Kanai's Box.
He didn't know if there was any message in Auriel's power to convey to him, but he thought that Hope would not do anything meaningless.
Next, just put Constantine's soul into Kanai's Box and borrow a piece of Forgotten Soul to extract this power.
Bulkesso wants to know what Auriel's true purpose is.
