"I thought the place where the Master Supreme lived would be more...how should I put it? More luxurious?"
Thor's somewhat surprised tone and his ready-to-move appearance made him not look very likable.
"Supreme Mage is just a title and responsibility. It doesn't matter where he lives."
Ancient Yi still had a calm tone. Speaking of which, this was Bulcaisuo's first time to visit Ancient Yi's residence.
In the past, he would just take the milk from the king and go back without staying any longer.
"Is there something you want to tell me? You can do it now."
There was no emotion in Bulcaisel's voice, so Gu Yi's slightly abnormal behavior could not be without reason.
Bulquesso was sure of this.
"It's about Kull. I think Thor probably doesn't know the prophecy about his future."
Gu Yi sat at the table, slowly poured a cup of tea and said.
"What prophecy?"
Thor was a little curious.
He was not clear about the prophecy that he and Kull would die together.
Odin protects Thor meticulously, and no god in Asgard will tell Thor about the prophecy of destruction.
This is what Odin means and they will just follow it.
Bulcaisel, on the other hand, glanced at Thor sideways and said nothing.
He never looked down upon the prophecy of Bul-Katho, just like he did to Israel, the Archangel of Fate.
Destiny is just too illusory.
What does the prophecy mean to the barbarians?
For a future that can be changed, prediction is the same as no prediction. For a future that cannot be changed, knowing prediction is meaningless.
"Thor, as the God of Thunder you will perish together with Kull, the God of Fear."
Gu Yi said this with a smile on his face.
"You mean Thor will die with Kull?"
Thor grasped the key point. Apart from Thor, who can now be called the God of Thunder, there is also Tyr who picked up Mjolnir in some unknown way.
Worse still is his hammer brother.
Thor and Kull will die together, but which Thor is not named.
If Zeus is still active, he might be talking about the god of the sky.
"Does Tier want to fulfill this destiny on my behalf?"
When he said this, Thor was a little anxious.
He always thinks that his relatives are kind to him.
I never thought that Tier would have other ideas.
"Dong dong dong~"
There was a knock on the door, and King Chris, a fat mage, stuck his head out of the door.
"Teacher, I think I should be able to master more powerful spells now."
After the king received Bulcasso's gift, the energy in his body increased day by day.
At least now he can use his own energy to release spells that he could not release originally.
As a mage, Wang has almost reached a high level.
At least compared to the current Loki, there isn't much difference in energy.
"King, maybe now is not the right time to talk about this matter."
Gu Yi looked at the disciples she trained with deep eyes. Although the eyes were not harsh, it was enough for her disciples.
"It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I didn't dare to inquire about you when I met Mr. Bulcasso."
Wang looked a little aggrieved when he spoke.
He will do whatever the Ancient One asks of him very well, so he does his best when taking care of the cows.
"I'll take Thor around. That's probably all you have to say."
Bulcaisuo directly interrupted Gu Yi's intention to continue saying something.
There are not many barbarians who believe in fate. Strictly speaking, only Leiko, who has obtained the light wings of the Archangel of Destiny, believes in fate.
And Leiko has always seemed a bit withdrawn.
"You should go see the kid Casillas later. He is already an excellent warrior."
After Bulcaisel finished speaking, he opened the portal and took Thor out of the mage's sanctuary.
He always felt a little uncomfortable staying in this place.
The fluctuations of spells have been radiating from this place. For Bulcasso, it feels like being targeted by Li Min.
Bulcasso and Thor appeared directly in the blacksmith shop, just in time to see Luke and Jessica.
Thor smiled and said hello.
"Looks like you're done? Those agents are really annoying."
Luke complained about the trouble of looking at the store during this period, and casually stuffed a piece of fried egg into his mouth.
"Did you fight today? Who did you meet?"
Bulkesso was somewhat concerned about this matter.
Luke has a slightly weird aura about him.
Although it smelled of fear, it was far different from Diavolo's smell.
"What happened to the Hand ninjas?"
Luke said straightforwardly.
Jessica was thoughtful.
"I went to see a meteor fall, but there was no fighting."
"Well, it looks like that guy named Kull is to blame."
After Bulkesso asked, he spoke directly, then opened the basement door and walked down.
"Follow me, I mean you three together."
Bulcaisel planned to give these barbarian recruits something so that they could fight well.
Who knows why these guys are having some bad luck.
Although not as dark-faced as Casillas, the unlucky guy, other people were not so lucky either.
Thor and the others didn't ask anything about Bulkesso's request.
It’s nothing to ask, you either have something to say or something to give.
Bulcaisel never bothered to play silly games with them.
"I shouldn't be the one to give you armor or anything like that. Those things aren't worth my trouble to prepare."
Burcasso sat directly on a shelf in the corner, took off a shoulder armor and threw it to Jessica.
"Who knows why you found nothing in the secret realm? This is very unusual."
Bulcaisel said and threw out two wrist guards and threw them to Luke and Thor.
Although it is not a high-quality piece of equipment, it can still provide a good layer of protection.
Bulkesso is very relieved about this.
"I'm not the unlucky kind. At least I got a good weapon."
Thor took out the butcher's cleaver and shook it at Bulcasso. The scream of the butcher's soul made Bulcasso frown.
It's not that he hates this piece of equipment, it's that this piece of equipment appeared from the secret realm of Warusk.
Bulkesso was very dissatisfied with the fact that Volusk had polluted his secret realm after his death.
"That's not a good thing, although as a weapon it's pretty good."
Bulcaisel looked at Thor with wide eyes, and his dissatisfaction with Volusk somewhat escaped to Thor.
"Vorusk's secret realm has changed. Maybe he can still control the things in the secret realm now, but if he can't control it, I think you will probably die in it."
Bulcaisel spoke directly to Thor.
The battle that the soul encounters after death will not affect the secret realm that symbolizes glory. This is the consensus of the barbarians.
But Warusk broke the mold.
The butcher did not appear when he died. It is said that the legend of the butcher's cleaver could not appear in his secret realm.
This can only mean that there is something that Warusk has been hiding from him.
"Fighting to death doesn't sound bad, does it? At least I can still choose whether I want to enter the secret realm of Volusk."
Thor said with a hearty smile. It seemed that all the worries caused by the previous encounter with Tyr had disappeared.
"The worst thing that could happen is that Volusk's secret realm will become the same thing in a realm, and then all of you will be involved. No one can tell what will happen then."
Bulcasso paused for a moment, not sure whether he should tell the next news.
"The most terrible thing is that the reason for Volusk's death was to challenge death. You may face death itself at that time."
Bulcaisel did not hesitate for long before stating his speculation.
Perhaps concealing information would never happen to Bulqueso.
He never lies.
"die?"
Jessica looked at Bulcasso with wide eyes.
"Death will also retreat when faced with you. I don't think this is something worthy of your special mention."
Jessica thought of the skeletal arm placed on Bulcasso's bedside table when she was cleaning the blacksmith shop.
She asked Gil, it was death's hand bone.
"Death and death are also different. Because of Volusk's challenge, death was swallowed up by Malthael from the high-level rules. The death you see is too fragile compared to the inhumane rules themselves."
Bulcaisel remembered how he felt when he faced the projection of death in the secret realm of Volusk, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
There is only fairness in a death that is inhumane. It was a death that just gave birth to a trace of emotion because of Warusk's challenge. The first emotion he learned was anger.
That battle resulted in Volusk's death, and the projection in the secret realm did not show all the pressure Volusk encountered.
Because of this, Bulcaisuo opened up the secret realm of Warusk.
"Is there any difference between death? But it seems we have no choice in this matter."
Luke shook his head and said, playing with the wristband Bulcaisel threw to him in his hand.
"I think you should prepare yourself. To be honest, this feeling is worse than when I met Leoric."
Bulcaisel casually took a two-handed heavy weapon from the shelf and placed it gently on the floor.
"What weapons do you want? I can provide a little help in exchange for your loot."
Bulkesso said casually.
The Nephalem may eventually embark on the path of tapping into the power of their own bloodline, but when they are weak, equipment can provide a lot of help.
This is a bit encouraging, but time seems unable to allow these new recruits to grow slowly.
"Trophy?"
Luke muttered softly, and he probably understood what Bulcasso meant.
What's the difference between "trophies" without a clear price tag and giving them away for free?
"What I'm most worried about now is not that the Volusk Secret Realm is out of control, but that Kull who defeated my father."
Thor rubbed his chin and said, he had never cared much about things like the future.
If this were not the case, he would not act like a fool at his "advanced age" of thousands of years.
Being heartless is the secret to keeping his youthful mentality.
"I don't really care if I die. I just want to atone for my sins, live well, and take everything seriously."
Jessica said as she snuggled into Luke's arms with a smile.
The gold coins she got from the secret realm had been converted into cash to get rid of Steve and gave them to the people she had hurt, although money was not a good compensation for the trauma.
But it's better than nothing.
After Jessica officially marries Luke, she plans to come to apologize to those who have been hurt by her in exchange for peace of mind.
"Not many things I care about have been taken away. SHIELD will take good care of them."
Luke curled his lips. It was true that the family of a street hero was a weak point.
But Steve had promised him, so he didn't worry much.
"Remember to tell Rumlow and the others so that I won't go and inform them of this bad news one by one."
Bulcaisel had nothing to say about the statements of several people. How they lived was their business.
Bulcaisel will not be like an old-school patriarch who demands others to live according to his ideas.
It was his habit to inform them and then let them choose how to deal with it.
Those who work hard don't need supervision, and those who are lazy and rogue will not get the best results no matter how hard they push.
Bulcaisuo rubbed the weapon on his hand, looking a little tired.
When he was constantly fighting, he had no time to be sad, but once he was free, messy thoughts kept popping up like weeds after the rain.
At this time, he couldn't tell whether he was affected by the Demon King of Hell.
"You won't succeed, just like Warusk."
Azmodan said this in Bulcaisel's mind.
It is very important for Bulkesso to bring negative emotions to him.
Corrupting a person is not an easy task, especially when the target is someone like Bulcaisel.
If Bulcaisel cannot be freed before he achieves his goal, he may truly die.
This is an outcome that these hell demons cannot accept.
"Shut up, Azmodan! You'd better be silent like Andariel! Whether it's Malthael or your brothers, they definitely have the same idea."
Bulcaisel said angrily.
Now he was a little used to the sudden voice in his head.
Just like he said.
Malthael, who wants to become the God of Creation, will never let go of the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell.
If the Hell Demon wants to gain the power to face Malthael, devouring each other to become the Great Demon God is the clearest way.
"It looks like we can move freely? I plan to go find Loki. Please send me to the Supreme Mage. As for the danger, I will survive it."
Thor took the equipment Bulcaisel threw to him and looked at it carefully.
Although Thor is not a blacksmith, he still knows a lot about weapons and equipment.
"Either find a solution on your own, or wait for Gu Yi to find you. She was originally looking for you, but you haven't made up your mind yet."
Bulcaisel answered Thor angrily.
This is not good news.
In Thor's heart, family members may be above justice, which is a dangerous sign.
Doing the right thing is always hard, and Thor seems unprepared for it now.
"Everyone, let's go! Luke, you can take a vacation! Come back to work in a week!"
Bulkesso's tone was a little out of control.
Thor thought for a while and didn't know where to go, so he put his hands in front of him as if kneading dough and began to use the return magic he had learned recently.
It still takes a lot of effort to pull out a portal in the air like Bulkesso did.
Luke took Jessica and bowed slightly before leaving the basement and walking towards the home they shared.
Accommodation is not a problem for them who are needed by SHIELD.
After everyone left, Jill slowly walked over.
"Uncle, you seem very unhappy."
Gil's voice was very careful, and he was already nearby when the topic of death was brought up.
Bulquesso did not respond to Gill's questions.
Although he would not be perfunctory with the excuse that "Jill is still a child and doesn't need to know so much", the problems he faced were not something that some comfort could help.
"Let's go and rest. I will speed up your training. I hope you still want to become a powerful warrior."
Bulcaisel said to Gil.
Now Jill basically has no chance to choose to live as an ordinary person.
Frank, the Agent of Death, is a title that sounds more majestic than the Punisher, but it also means that Frank's life has become the palm of the coming death.
As a child who gained life from death, Jill cannot live an ordinary life. Those guys will force this child to embark on an extraordinary path.
Fortunately, Bulkesso was able to give this child a chance to become stronger.
…
"I'm sorry, my brother didn't keep that soul. He seems to have never kept other people's souls."
Death spoke to Leoric with a deep apology.
Death was sad that he could not help Leoric.
"What's there to apologize for? I threatened you to do this, why do you apologize?"
Leoric said with some dissatisfaction, and the white hair on his head fell quietly on both sides of his head.
"It's just that I hope I can help you."
The tone of death is like that of a lost girl. It is no longer mysterious and does not have the oppressive feeling brought by the power of death.
"You want to help me? You don't even know my name! How inexplicable!"
Leoric was a little irritable.
He's not good at dealing with situations like this.
The wise king of Khanduras was a family man, and in his mind, the status of his family may be far higher than that of his own country.
Leoric felt a little strange about Death's unprovoked overture.
There is also some deep uneasiness in it.
"I just...I don't mean any harm."
Death is a little shy about his feelings, which is something every Licking would do.
Believe that everything you do will eventually be seen, you will eventually be needed, and your efforts will be rewarded accordingly.
But it is a pity that the touch and pity it brings are the emotions furthest from love.
No one will love someone who feels pity for him, nor will he choose to love because of pity.
"Okay, if you really want to help me, just keep your distance from me. That would be good for you and me!"
Leoric said unceremoniously.
Although he didn't react to the manifestation of death at first, it was still quite obvious.
Although Leoric was already a skeleton, he had no intention of spending eternity with another skeleton.
Besides, he loves his family very much.
"Please don't leave!"
The voice of death is very humble. If Thanos heard such a voice, he would probably throw all his ambitions behind and accompany him to death.
"That's enough, are you really death!?"
Leoric finally couldn't bear the obsession with death anymore.
Although it feels good to be liked by others, death is no longer normal.
Especially the name Death always reminded him of Malthael...
"Dear Death, I have brought you countless living souls...who are you!"
Thanos's voice suddenly sounded.
He carried out an indiscriminate massacre on a planet based on his own understanding of the balance of life.
Killed ordinary life, and then brought these souls to the kingdom of death.
The power to travel to and from the kingdom of death is the most insignificant gift that death gives to his suitors, but this gives Thanos the wrong signal.
He thought he was different.
While he was definitely different, Death did that to anyone she didn't hate.
The rules of life and death are nothing to death, it is just a toy that can be played with at will.
"Which one are you?"
Leoric took up the wrath of the Skeleton King and stared at Thanos with a pair of empty eyes.
From Thanos, he felt the loss of countless lives and strong ambition.
"I am Thanos, death's most loyal servant! You can call me Thanos!"
"Tch, one was barking at the door! How dare it appear in front of me in a warm life form!"
Leoric was a little dissatisfied with Thanos.
"Thanos, Thanos, you can leave!"
Death keenly felt Leoric's dissatisfaction, and threw Thanos out of his own country with a wave of his bone hand.
Incidentally, Thanos' power over life and death was taken back.
"Did you learn how to get along with others from him?"
Leoric felt a little headache.
Death nodded slightly. A round head looks a little cute...
"Enough is enough, me! Leoric! The Skeleton King of Khanduras! The blasphemy of life!"
Leoric placed the Mad Lord's scepter directly on the ground and introduced himself.
"Okay, I will come again, but now I have to leave."
He didn't find the soul of Craig's lover, so he had to find another way to compensate the unlucky boy.
The Skeleton King's body directly turned into an illusory soul form, and disappeared into the kingdom of death after a flash.
In the blink of an eye, he returned to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, then took off his crown and threw it directly to Volusk.
"Okay, I remember that this crown is a treasure to the Nephalem. I will use this in exchange for all the expenses that the boy will have in his long life."
Leoric said directly, and his hair, which had lost the restraint of the crown, began to sway in the wind.
"Looks like it's not going well?"
There was an inexplicable smile on Volusk's face wearing Leoric's crown.
"Damn it, there is such a thing as the origin of the world losing its soul. This death is far worse than Malthael."
"Death is not supposed to have anything to do with this. Death is death, the end of life."
Warusk said as if he had remembered something, his tone a little bleak.
"You bastard tried to transform yourself into a being like me, but didn't you still fail? Your corpse is gone. You want to become the Skeleton King, you are simply crazy."
Leoric laughed directly at Volusk.
At that time, Warusk came to the Skeleton King with the help of the ancestral summons used by Bulkeso.
That was not the first time he had dealt with Leoric. Before that, because he had no body, his attempts had only failed.
With the help of ancestor summoning skills, Warusk tried to use the body constructed by anger to understand the way the Skeleton King existed, and then transformed himself into a blasphemer of life, and then challenged death again.
Of course, his plan was to take action after Bulcaisel saw the Skeleton King for the first time, but he did not expect that Leoric would briefly awaken his consciousness, which also made his plan fail.
Leoric chose to suppress the madness in his skeletal body, and then was directly smashed by Bulcasso during the battle.
This freed his soul from the endless madness.
It was also at that time that Bulcaisel embedded the Dark Soul Stone in his head.
"Okay, now what are you going to do? Let a person who cannot die get money from the barbarians and live a better life?"
Volusk played with Leoric's crown in his hand, and then looked up at Leoric himself.
"This crown is worth enough, don't expect to get more from me. I don't trust you, Volusk! You are not Bulcaisso, you will lie."
Leoric said loudly, earning Warusk's hearty laughter.
"Yes, I can lie! But you think Bulcaisel can't? If he didn't have half his soul, he might be more cunning and cunning than you think!"
Warusk laughed heartily as he spoke.
"Okay, are you going to exchange for this? I think he might not agree to this."
Warusk glanced at Craig who had just stood up and said.
Craig listened to the conversation between Leoric and Warusk without missing a beat, and he already had an understanding of his situation.
He understands that there is no possibility of seeing his lover again, and he also understands that he can become stronger.
Even if he chooses to do nothing now, he can still get the promise of having enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.
"I want power!"
Craig loudly or.
"Did you hear that Leoric! He said he wanted power!"
Warusk laughed even more wildly!
As the second-generation Immortal King, even the Demon King of Hell had to bow before him when he existed.
All enemies of the powerful Volusk had no choice but to flee like frightened rats when facing him.
The reason why Volusk became so powerful was not a sense of responsibility and justice, but simply a desire to gain power!
In order to gain strength, he recklessly chose to challenge death, and for this reason, the barbarians endured the most difficult years.
The time when he truly understood responsibility and responsibility was after he died and as a soul watched the barbarians turn from prosperity to decline!
It is for this reason that the immortal king Volusk remains silent all year round on the holy mountain.
The other ancestors respected him, but after Volusk awakened to the responsibilities of a king, he fell silent.
In other words, he is autistic.
"I want power too, but will you laugh crazily because I say this?"
Leoric's words were not very polite.
He had some difficulty understanding Warusk's laughter.
Except for Bulkesso, no one on the Holy Mountain knows much about Volusk.
Even his secret realm is a secret to others.
"Of course I will laugh too, and I will laugh louder than anyone else!"
Warusk put away his smile and spoke to the Skeleton King.
"Because I have always wanted power, unstoppable power, the power to ignore life and death! The power to crush everything I see that is not pleasing to my eyes!
Then tell me, Leoric!
Let you lose your current power. As the wise king of Khanduras, will you accept your death? ? "
Warusk held down Craig's shoulders and yelled loudly at Leoric.
Leoric was silent.
Choose power or die as a human being?
If there was no hatred, he might still have a choice.
But now he has no choice. He must become the Skeleton King in order to let his son and granddaughter rest in peace!
Don't have the strength to take revenge on Diavolo?
Could Diavolo laugh to death with just one mouthful of moans?
Only the Skeleton King has such power, and only the crazy Leoric can ignore fear!
Leoric also needs strength.
"What power are you going to give him? His body cannot accept the blood of a barbarian."
Leoric returned the topic to Craig.
The most pointed question was raised.
It is impossible for an existence like the Supreme Human to absorb the power of the bloodline of the barbarians, which has an obvious bias.
"Remember what you planned to do in the first place?"
Warusk said to Leoric with a strange expression, and grabbed Craig in front of him.
"There won't be a Bulcaisel to stop you now, you can give him the memory of the monk."
Leoric silently raised his Wrath of the Skeleton King.
The two-handed hammer was ferocious and terrifying, but it had no legendary power.
The reason why Skeleton King's Wrath makes both humans and demons fearful is simply because it is in Leoric's hands.
And Leoric only has two legendary powers.
Skeleton King's Pauldrons.
Possess the power to refuse death.
Similar to the steel nerve in the barbarian talent, it allows people to dance with death and spit thick phlegm at it.
Leoric's crown.
Let the gems embedded above provide double the bonus.
Whether it's reducing energy consumption, getting better experience from combat, or even reducing body stiffness after releasing skills. Leoric's crown can do it all.
Just make the right choice.
There is no doubt about the power of Skeleton King.
The ferocious giant hammer carried the strong wind full of corpse stench and fell towards Craig's head.
Warusk firmly held Craig's shoulders, preventing the boy from falling down under this intimidation.
If you want to get something from the Skeleton King, you naturally have to take some risks.
Leoric's attack is to attach his soul and existence to the weapon as energy.
It is precisely because of the existence of this power that Bulkeso's soul is divided.
Correspondingly, he can also send some of his memory fragments into other people's heads.
It's just that he will also lose this memory.
As for the monk's cultivation method, he learned this from a monk after he woke up after meeting Bulcaisuo.
Karasim wanted to put the Skeleton King to a complete sleep, so he came to the tomb below.
After observing the surrounding environment, he seemed to realize what had happened in this place.
So this old monk shared part of his memory with the Skeleton King.
Monks, a group as mysterious as mages, also have some weird abilities.
"Now, accept my gift! Then retrieve your memory from my influence!"
Leoric roared loudly and finally smashed Craig's head to pieces with the heavy hammer in his hand.
But because the soul was not harmed, the soul of this supreme human saw Leoric and Volusk from a different perspective.
A chaotic soul that seemed ready to dissipate at any time was Leoric's.
He is existence itself, so whether he exists or not does not require the approval of others.
In Craig's eyes, Warusk's whole body was exuding strong flames.
Just by looking at it, Craig felt the emotion of anger.
A weak person cannot control anger.
…
Great changes are taking place in hell right now.
Hela, who was rescued from the underworld by Mephisto, was sitting on the round table eating gracefully.
During the days she was locked up, she didn't find any food to her liking.
What kind of food does the "Goddess of Death" like? She loved the bitterness left behind by one's pain and suffering in one's soul.
Hela feeds on souls.
Then those ingested souls will be integrated into her body as pure energy.
The soul will not fly away, but will appear in hell or heaven.
A soul that is absorbed once will fade and become tasteless, but it is just fine as the currency of the devil in hell.
"Who is that?"
Satanis asked Hela in front of him.
He was afraid from the bottom of his heart towards the Hell Demon King who had completely taken away the existence of Hell Lord Mephisto.
Especially that guy still called himself Mephisto, which made Satanis feel violently uneasy.
Originally, there were Nightmare, Mephisto, Prince Lucifer, him, Dormammu, and these resident hell monarchs in hell.
But since the fall of Dormammu, everything has become troublesome.
Apart from Zatanos, who is still in the human world, only Cytorak, a being that no one dares to provoke, can be regarded as the backing of hell.
As for Satanis, he was just a poor little dryad.
Facing the nightmare of being transformed into a different person after rebirth, he had to be careful even when he spoke.
That dangerous aura made him feel that the injuries he sustained after being beaten by three barbarians were very serious.
"Mephisto, that's Mephisto."
Hela said somewhat boredly.
Now she is in hell, even if she wants to go back to Asgard and overthrow the old stubborn Odin, she can't do it.
The passage between hell and the human world has been locked, and now she can only stay in hell in a daze, eat and continue to be in a daze.
There was nothing else she could do.
"Are you lying to me? I know Mephisto. I have been with him for many years, probably longer than you have been the king of hell."
Satanis whispered to Hela, he was still a little unbelievable.
"Is there something wrong with my name being Mephisto? Or do you have any special opinions about this name?"
Mephisto appeared in front of Satanis in a floating posture, and the rich aura of hatred made Satanis, the king of hell, feel very sick.
"Mephisto, this is boring."
Barr, who looked like a nightmare, said angrily.
"If you don't like that kid, just give him to me. I just want to regain my strength quickly. Looking at this endless boring scenery, I can't wait to destroy it!"
Barr was as grumpy as ever.
Now that the world and hell are sealed off, they can only remain in their current state as long as they don't plan to face Bulcaisuo directly.
There are enough negative emotions in hell to restore their strength.
But now they care about more than just that little thing.
Compared with Bulcaisu who only sealed them, Malthael who tried to devour them was more terrifying.
Baal and Mephisto are not the source of Diavolo's fear.
They knew exactly how their power would perform when facing Malthael.
The rules of hatred and destruction will have nothing to do with Malthael, who is already half a creation god.
The only one among them who has a chance of victory, apart from Diavolo who represents the omnipresent fear, is the only one who confuses the real and the false.
Although Bile is easier to control, Bile is too weak.
A being who has no ambition for power is still a weakling even if he has a rule that can be widely effective.
The power of others belongs to others after all. No matter how many thugs you confuse, it is meaningless when facing the enemy directly.
Relatively sober, the two hell demons were carefully thinking about how to get in touch with Diavolo.
The youngest of the three demons is the most dangerous one, both Mephisto and Barr admit this.
After all, the person closest to ending the Eternal War is Diavolo.
But now they can only stay in a hell that is nothing but scarlet and lick their wounds.
This situation hurt the Hell Demon King's self-esteem. And they almost lost contact with each other.
So Baal and Mephisto began to formulate a plot.
