"Wake up from the dim world, I hope this world is still worthy of your trust!"
Bul-Katho stood in front of the Nephalem Stone and chanted softly.
It wasn't a spell, just a greeting from an ancient Nephalem ghost awakening.
How do you greet an ancient Nephalem ghost?
Even if you replace it with "Have you eaten?" it will have the same effect, but it will look less solemn.
Just saying hello, but this place needs to be a little more serious.
As Bulcasso's words fell, a lonely, distinctive stone pillar gently emitted light.
Then a dancing soul gradually appeared.
"Man, it seems like I haven't seen you in a while."
Orek, the name of the Nephalem ghost.
No one knows what the nephalem ghost's profession is or where he was born.
When Orek woke up for the first time, he said this:
"Only the most powerful Nephalem can enter these secret realms, and only they can wake me from my slumber."
"I was silent in the darkness for many years until you came. But you are different from your ancestors, right?"
Who was the first person to awaken the soul of Orek?
Anyway, Bulcaisel knew that at that time, he was far from being called "the most powerful".
Even though he was powerful enough at that time.
Orek's words seemed quite intimate, but the cold tone in his voice did not mean any intimacy at all.
"Oleke, are you still unwilling to tell me who woke you up at that time?"
After Bulcaisuo finished speaking, he quietly looked at Orek in front of him.
The illusory soul did not change at all under the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
Orek is not a barbarian, but he may be even more ancient.
Of course Bulcaisuo's awakening of Orek's soul was not just for boredom. He needed the help of a soul, and Orek was the channel that could contact that guy.
"Bulkasso, why are you always curious about this question? Couldn't the secret realm of honing your skills make you give up that idea?"
The secret realm controlled by Orek is no longer the only option in the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
But there is something different after all.
The secret realm he mastered represented more sophisticated combat techniques and more powerful enemies.
But for Bulkesso's question, Oleike obviously didn't intend to give any more answers.
But Bulcasso will know the answer to this question.
Even in some barbarian ways!
"Ourek, we can also open the secret realm. Now I have the qualifications to know all that. Moreover, we have never been as stingy as you. You have always only shown the secret realm to those Nephalem who are powerful enough. "
Bulcaisuo's tone was full of dissatisfaction, and his eyes were fixed on Orek.
With his body tense, he seemed to be waving the weapon in his hand at the next moment and hitting Orek's head hard.
That’s enough gossip!
"I know, I saw you sending those weak little guys who are not even ants into the secret realm, watching them overcome their shortcomings, and then walk out of here with joy."
Orek looked directly into Bulcaisel's eyes, and the next moment, strong emotions flashed in his eyes.
The secret realm mastered by the barbarians on the sacred mountain of Harrogath has not escaped Orek's perception.
"But, what you are doing is wrong! Compared with everything in the secret realm and the real big devil, do you think it is inferior? Of course not, the shadows of those demons are even stronger than the actual bodies of those demons. It’s just that the secret realm is a place for training after all.”
Oleike was still talking about him, trying to get over the previous problem.
"Jordon Kule?"
Bulcaisel said the name directly.
Bulcasso had already guessed who the person who awakened Orek was.
Only Joltun Kule could claim to be the most powerful Nephalem at that time.
Zoltun Kule is a very wise Nephalem, a mage, and a unique being who combines blood and knowledge.
Jotun Kule is definitely not a bad person, he just wants to awaken mankind by any means necessary and make the Nephalem a god above angels and demons.
For this reason, the Horadrim racked their brains and tried their best to cut him into pieces, seal him, and hide him in various secret places.
Why did the Horadrim bother to take down a powerful Nephalem?
After summoning Zoltun Kule, he would tell the nephalem the truth about many things.
While wandering around the sanctuary, many people told Bulcaisel what to do.
Whether it's killing demons or going somewhere to save someone.
But it was always Jotun Kule who kept giving his advice, but he always acted harsh and mean.
Just as Jotun Kule told Bul-Katho, the Nephalem were just being used by them, and each of them had their own purposes.
"You can keep guessing, keep searching. But you're not going to get the answer from me."
Bulcaisel looked at Orek in front of him, his body was trembling continuously.
He felt that he was close to the truth!
Jotun Kule is a super Nephalem with infinite wisdom and powerful magic!
But when he was dealt with, he appeared very fragile.
Not to mention that Bulcaisel didn't use all his strength at that time, even Cormac was wondering, how could a being who was exaggerated to be comparable to the Seven Demon Kings so vulnerable?
Is this just because he has just been resurrected?
There is indeed a connection between Jotun Kule and Orek! This is the most important thing!
"What is Jotun Kule's purpose? What is the connection between him and Rasma?"
Bulkesso asked.
This is not an issue that Orek never mentions, and Orek may be the one who knows these things best.
At least Warusk and Leiko had no way to answer this question.
The time when Jotun Kule existed would be before that Kanai!
Even now, no one would think that Jotun Kule has disappeared!
"Don't you already know his purpose? To make Nephalem a god, above angels and demons."
Orek spoke calmly, as if telling a story.
"That's it?"
Bulcaisel was a little skeptical.
This is less like a conspiracy and more like a grand wish.
But just for this reason, Jotun Kule would not be dismembered and sealed!
"That's it? How do you describe this matter this time? It was against the will of the higher heaven and the source of the evil intention of the Demon King of Hell."
Orek looked at Bulcasso with some dissatisfaction in his eyes.
It seems that in his eyes, Bulcasso is still an immature young man, and he doesn't look at those things from an "adult" perspective at all.
"I am the winner and their leader. Now I have such strength!"
Bulcaisel limited his power to a narrow enough range and displayed it unreservedly.
He was showing off his current powers to the long-slumbering ghost of the ancient Nephalem.
Destroyed the souls of Azmodan and Duriel! Absorbed the personality of the Archangel of Courage!
Get this trophy from the battle and get the gift of time!
Bulcaisel is already the strongest, and now is the time for Oleike, a real old guy, to understand this!
"Now, am I qualified?"
Bulcaisuo used his own vigor to wash away the illusory soul in front of him, and spoke word by word!
Bulkesso needed more truth, and hoped that the soul of Jotun Kule who didn't know where to hide would appear and bring more news.
"Perhaps you are already the most powerful, but are you still a Nephalem? Bul-Katho?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in Orek's voice.
A being with various powers mixed in his body, is he still a Nephalem?
This kind of problem is not something Bulkesso would consider.
What he is and what he is not are all determined by his will!
"You call me Bulkesso and you shouldn't ask such a question. Now, let me ask you one last question, where is Jotun Kule!?"
Bulcaisel's hand was already on the weapon at his waist.
A soul can be killed.
And that moment represents the freedom of the soul!
Be it righteous or evil!
Just like the sun will fall on people regardless of justice or evil!
"I once said that given time you will eventually understand! Now, do you understand? Bulcaisel?"
Behind Orek, the upright Nephalem stone tablet exuded a gentle glow.
A golden portal slowly rotated from several golden lights and appeared in front of Bulcaisuo.
The soul of a tall mage passed through the portal little by little, and bursts of indescribable aura were filling the entire Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
The mage came here with strong magic power that could wash away everything, and with the power brought by profound knowledge!
Only when he hits you hard with his staff can you truly feel the weight of knowledge!
"Jordon Kule! How long are you going to hide it from me? Is it the day when I turn into a soul and reside on the holy mountain of Harrogas?"
Bulkesso drew the weapon from his waist and pointed the blade directly at Jotun Kule's eyes.
But Jordan Kule still said in that frivolous and annoying tone:
"No, no, no! Bulcaisso. You have to know that it is impossible for a soul like yours, which is almost split in two, to appear on the holy mountain of Harrogath."
Jotun Kule shook and closed the portal on the Nephalem Monument.
Walking towards Bulcasso ahead without stopping, even if the sharp tip of the knife is right in front of him!
As Jotun Kule advanced, the weapons stained with unknown amounts of demon blood turned into gravel bit by bit and dissipated in front of Jotun Kule.
By the time Jotun Kule stood in front of Bulcaisuo, the weapon had completely dissipated.
"An interesting trick, you seem to already know I'm going to choose to show up? Burqaso?"
Jotun Kule looked at Bulkesso and said with a smile.
That weapon is not a legend, it is just a long sword that can be seen everywhere.
If it was something precious, even Zoldun Kule would not easily turn the weapon into a handful of gravel.
Although there was a hint of doubt in his tone, Bulcaisel and he both knew that this was it.
"So, the Nephalem, who knows a lot but only speaks vaguely, can be called the great Jotun Kule. Do you have any new suggestions for me now?"
Bulkesso said with a sarcastic tone to Jotun Kule in front of him.
Jotun Kule has reminded Bulkatho countless times, or in other words, he has reminded all the Nephalem countless times!
“Beware of the witch and the archangel.
You have no idea who the girl next to you is.
I have had many titles, but I have never been a liar. "
Jotun Kule told Bulcaisuo very early on about Adelia's danger, reminding her of Leah's identity!
He even said that he had never been called a liar as a warning!
As for being careful with archangels, Bulcaisel hasn't experienced anything related yet.
If anything, it was probably the moment Tyrael detonated the Worldstone!
"Huh? Let me think."
Jotun Kule raised his hand to hold his chin and spoke slowly, as if he was deep in thought.
"Join me. As long as we unite, we can rule all mankind? How about this sentence?"
Jotun Kule said with a somewhat meaningful smile on his face.
"You still haven't given up your ambition? Now you can't even be resurrected. Your body and your blood have long since come to this world with us to say goodbye to you forever."
Burcasso frowned, took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Rule the world?
No Nephalem hero has ever thought this way.
That's arrogant and arrogant.
Bulkesso knew that Jotun Kule had other things to say.
"So, how about making this world the home of the Nephalem? Or are you going to listen to the new words I came up with over a long period of time to mock people like you?"
Jotun Kule said casually.
Then with a wave of his hand, Orek's soul was stuffed into the Nephalem pillar.
"Zortun Kule, let's get down to business! I want to open a secret realm that is vast enough to allow the high-level heaven and the burning hell to enter together! Then take a more crucial step!
Now I need your and Orek's help! Of course, regardless of whether you will help me or not, I will do it! "
Bulkesso looked at Jotun Kule in front of him and finally became serious.
The power in his body was like a tide rushing over Jotun Kule in front of him.
"Sure, why not? That's what you want, isn't it?"
Jotun Kule's words made the blood vessels on Burqaso's forehead bulge.
To him, this sentence was comparable to what the businessman in Calada who used blood rock fragments to buy a lucky bag said, "This is a good thing, can I get it back?"
This is a mockery to every Nephalem who has ever fought in the secret realm!
"You have several days to think and understand the world. The next time I ask you, I hope you can give me the answer I want."
Bulkesso took one last deep look at Jotun Kule, and then threw a stone in his hand to Jotun Kule.
There is the foundation of this secret realm, which contains the carrier of part of Tyrell's will.
"That's really interesting. Give me time to learn about the world? You want me to make a plan for the world, right?"
Jotun Kule silently put away the stone, and finally lowered his sarcastic lips.
Jotun Kule is, after all, just a loser on the road to becoming stronger.
Even if he had more knowledge and infinite magic power, he still failed.
After there is no chance of resurrection, how can he still have the qualifications to let Bulkesso join his plan?
A ghost, wandering alone in this world.
Only Bulkatho, a kin who seemed to be beyond the scope of Nephalem, had enough power to help him, as for Johanna.
Jotun Kule twitched the corner of his mouth and did not intend to continue to comment.
A Crusader who has placed all its strength and spirit on a set of legends, even if it takes a powerful step in the footsteps of Bulcaisel, it still cannot escape from the innate prison.
…
At the foot of the Holy Mountain, Leah's figure was walking step by step.
She didn't bring the Heavenly Hammer with her, so every step she took was a little difficult.
The power of original sin was given by Diavolo himself, and Leia was unable to resist her other father.
Even if the soul is noble, what can it do?
Without power, all loftiness can only be remembered.
Leia, whose will was shrouded in Diavolo, was manipulated like a puppet on strings.
She has been on a set path since she was born.
Never freed.
"Hey~"
Leah's throat made a sound similar to the sound made when an old-fashioned blower breaks.
She hadn't spoken for too long.
Wanting to talk has become a strange experience for her.
"Hey girl. What's wrong with you?"
A gypsy woman driving a car stopped next to Leah with her three or four-year-old child.
With some vigilance, but the careful care can still be heard in the voice.
The woman's name is Nadya, and her child's name is Danny.
There is no other name for it.
This woman suffered an accident a few days ago.
My son developed an abnormally high fever.
Then fell into a coma.
What could a poor gypsy woman do?
After a series of not-so-fair ways, she got a lot of money, but she still couldn't revive her son.
She had acquired the car through dishonorable means on the road, and they had to rely on it to get to their next destination.
Leah is her target, and she puts on a good persona.
The purpose is just to get some belongings from Leah to survive this difficult journey.
"Hugh~I~I need some help."
Leah's body struggled to speak a word under Diavolo's control.
Then he looked at Nadya and her son with his dark eyes.
These two people were not ordinary people. Diavolo felt a familiar smell on the sleeping child.
That's from his brother Mephisto!
Although it is just a trace of smell, there is no consciousness at all.
But Diablo was still interested.
Of course he knew that his brother had turned into pure origin and power in the hands of another brother and became someone else's property.
But curiosity has nothing to do with that.
"Well, we can take you to the nearest city, but..."
When Nadya looked at Leah, she instinctively felt danger.
But there are many dangerous things, and everything she did in her past life was dancing on the edge of danger.
Nadya was used to this feeling.
Especially Leah, who doesn't look powerful at all.
Nadya could only regard the uneasiness in her heart as her own illusion.
People like her have done countless bad things. Although there are no serious evil deeds, they have nothing to do with kindness.
"Then, thank you, I will pay you."
Leah stuttered.
This also satisfied Nadya's feelings.
As for where to go after getting in the car?
That is not up to Nadya, an ordinary person.
Leah gently opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Then he frowned.
Soul Eater Johnny Blaze is coming in this direction, which makes Leah a little unhappy.
Even though Johnny lost that part of Zatanos' power, he still had an obsession with Mephisto, who gave him the power of Ghost Rider.
And there is a deep connection between this woman named Nadya and the child named Danny, and Mephisto, the king of hell.
Danny is the child of the devil, and Nadya used her body to exchange life from the devil.
However, the hell monarch was sent to Constantine's body by the demon who occupied hell a few days ago.
At this time, Danny was fighting with the broken demon's soul in his own consciousness.
This was an unequal battle. If the situation at that time had not left the demon's soul with only a few fragments left, there would have been no way a child could have persisted in the hands of the demon for such a long time.
Now Johnny is coming.
And Leia, as the original sin, will not let a mere Soul Eater disturb her plan!
Waves of dark power spread after she got into the car, turning the car into a cage of fear.
After blocking all this, Leah looked at Nadya with her dark eyes.
"Head for that mountain!"
Leah had already adapted to the feeling of speaking, and these words were irresistible.
Nadya already knew that she was in trouble. She was good at assessing the situation and drove the vehicle according to Leah's instructions without saying a word.
Leah is boarding Harrogath!
Diavolo wanted to see if Bulcaisel could still make that choice when faced with Leah's soul.
When he beheaded Leah's body, Bulcaisel's regretful moans still lingered in his mind.
This time, can Bulcaisel still wield the weapon unswervingly?
This is Leah's last chance for redemption. If her soul is shattered, everything will be a foregone conclusion!
Johnny the Soul Eater has lost track of Danny in the direction the car came from!
A skull head kept spinning in all directions, trying to find any clues.
But this is impossible!
The power of Original Sin is not on the same level as the power of Soul Eater!
But he found something even more interesting!
That direction is New York!
Where S.H.I.E.L.D. is located!
…
"Ms. Liz Salman, are you satisfied now?"
Nick Fury looked at Li Zi in front of him with a dark face. Next to him was Hellboy who had just been rolled out of the laboratory.
"Boy!"
Lizzy didn't respond to Nick Fury, and even ignored Dugan who was smoking a cigar, and fell directly into Hellboy's arms!
"Ahem! Lizzy, what's wrong with me?"
Hellboy was awakened by this pounce.
Even if an ordinary person undergoes surgery, it is impossible for him to wake up within a short period of time.
But the half-demon blood gave Hellboy a stronger body, and he woke up.
The painful memory in my mind is recovering bit by bit!
"Damn it! Ghost Rider!"
The two horns on Hellboy's head returned to their original appearance in an instant, and a ball of hell's flames was burning!
The hell monarchs who have gained power in hell have become Baal's nourishment at this time, and those insignificant fragments of authority are meaningless to the pure Baal.
So all the masterless fragments are now gathering towards the Hellboy who has inherited the bloodline of the Hell Lord!
"Ghost Rider? You mean Johnny Blaze?"
Nick Fury asked directly, completely ignoring the rising temperature on Hellboy's body.
His voice seemed to have a calming power.
Hellboy's eyes flashed golden for a while before he regained consciousness.
That's King Arthur's blood helping him.
Half demon and half human, human blood comes from a legendary king.
At this time, he began to slowly adapt to his suddenly stronger strength.
"That guy was hit by a hammer, and the next moment he started massacring us! Not with the damn eyes of judgment, but with bursts of ominous black flames that destroyed everyone he could see. Burned to ashes!"
Hellboy said with deep hatred.
The power in his body spread unconsciously to the surroundings, and everyone thought of the person they hated the most.
That is the power of hell taking effect!
"Anu!"
Nick Fury called out Hellboy's name, forcing the big guy to calm down.
At this time, in a secret place that no one knew, Nick Fury's forehead was already sweating.
Nick Fury is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, and his will is strong enough!
"I received a gift from hell? This is not a gift, but a relic?"
Hellboy finally noticed the changes in his body and shouted in a horrified tone!
Hell has been drained of all its nutrients by the Burning Hell!
Hell is dead in this world!
Only the lifeless wreckage remains in place, setting off the sin of the burning hell!
"What did you say?"
Nick Fury was a little unbelievable.
He finally believed in the existence of hell and heaven. At this time, a person actually said that hell left relics?
"Death will happen in hell?"
Dugan said slowly with an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.
The existence or nonexistence of hell is meaningless to him.
Veterans don't care where they end up after death. That's not what they should be thinking about now.
"I think we probably need some professional help."
Nick Fury muttered.
Then I felt a headache.
Where can he find a guy who can go to hell to find out the truth?
So he shifted his attention to Hellboy who was hugging Lizzy in front of him.
"Boy, don't think about that. What we should do is revenge!"
Lizzy grabbed Hellboy's burning horns, ignored the high temperature, pulled his head over, and looked at her.
The emotional excitement caused bursts of flames to burn in Lizzy's body.
Fortunately, she was still trying her best to control her emotions and did not let the flames completely turn SHIELD into the past.
"The power of Ghost Rider is intimidating, Lizzy. Can you understand what I feel? My body is shaking, I'm scared!"
Hellboy said with some disbelief.
Even though he felt that his power was greater than that of Ghost Rider at this time, he still couldn't contain the fear that filled his body!
"You will not be afraid. No matter what terrible enemies you faced back then, you were never afraid!"
Lizzy put her nose on the bridge of Hellboy's nose.
There is no obstacle between the eyes except eyelashes.
The high temperature on Hellboy's body began to subside little by little!
At this time, he is the hell of this world!
He is already qualified to control all the power in his body!
At least there is no problem in transforming into a normal human appearance.
The power of the hell monarchs such as Satanis, Nightmare, and Prince Lucifer were all transformed into part of the authority and integrated into the body of Hellboy.
At this time, he was no longer the insignificant baron.
He is the seed itself that reappears from hell!
Even though he is still more comfortable with the title Hellboy.
This sounds better than Hellseed at least.
"It's such an honor, Lizzy, you've never said anything positive about me."
The red skin on Hellboy's body faded little by little, and his huge body shrank little by little.
Even the giant stone hand, which was difficult to damage, became the size of a normal human being.
The horns on the head are close to the scalp and then extend towards the back of the head.
The hair that grew out hid the horns. At this time, Hellboy still maintained a face that was 70% or 80% similar to his original appearance.
But from the outside, he is already a human being.
Just put on a pair of leather gloves to hide the stone hand.
“Pain, as long as it doesn’t make you crazy, will lead to growth.”
Dugan took off the cigar from his mouth and spoke slowly.
"Now, let's find some help, we need more power."
There was a cunning glint in Hellboy's eyes.
After inheriting the fragments of those hell monarchs, he grew not only in strength!
"So, who are you going to ask for help?"
Nick Fury looked at Hellboy in front of him and said with a hopeful tone.
"Captain America, and the barbarians we fought with in London at that time. They are strong enough and worthy of being relied on!"
Hellboy said without hesitation, and hugged Li Zi tightly in his arms.
A human being cannot accept a half-demon alien as a partner, and that's not because one of them is a monster.
It's because we can't walk down the street together, hold hands through jewelry stores, and enjoy the sweetness of shopping in clothing stores.
Even the two monsters couldn't enjoy lunch or dinner in any restaurant.
Now, the couple can appear anywhere.
Now Hellboy can deal with Lizzy's power that goes out of control with her emotions!
There is no other obstacle between the lovers, only a common enemy standing in front of them!
"Are you coming to our wedding? The director of SHIELD and the leader of the Howling Commandos?"
Hellboy said to Nick Fury and Dugan with grace.
"We have already lost my father's participation in our wedding, but I don't want our wedding to have no guests at all."
Hellboy pressed Lizzy's head in his arms and spoke softly.
He and Lizzy were the only ones left in BPRD.
Two lonely monsters can't stay alone forever.
"I will make time to go. SHIELD's plane can take off at any time."
Nick Fury turned around and left the passage outside the laboratory.
Agent Hill, who was recording the conversation, was then taken away from the scene around a corner.
"Director, what you did violated the rules."
Agent Hill spoke without mercy.
"So will you tell the Security Council about this?"
Nick Fury said without looking back.
"Only this one time."
After Agent Hill finished speaking, he neatly went to make arrangements for the plane.
Hellboy is dead and Lizzy Salman is under the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Hilter will report his work to the Security Council this way.
…
Hell's Kitchen is always busier than other places at night.
Especially since they picked up some weird rings.
Following the color of the ring, these street scum spontaneously divided into two groups, and then started fighting.
Every person killed will turn into a ray of light and fly towards the hand of the person who killed him.
There has been chaos among the gangs.
Frank, who had just returned to his wife and daughter from death, was enjoying the warmth of home for a long time.
Even though the ring on his hand has started to send out constant reminders.
How could the apostle of death escape from death's crazy revenge on the life of the world?
Frank suppressed the trembling in his arms and ate the soup that his wife brought to his mouth with a spoon with a smile.
Jill looked at this sweet home with an innocent smile.
The family is enjoying themselves happily, but the indelible sadness is still spreading quietly.
The gift of death seems like a mockery.
The living and the dead are in the same room, and the grief under that love will only make Frank's determination stronger.
He wants to become stronger, so strong that he can replace death!
He couldn't bear that his family would be dragged into that country by death when he opened his eyes one day, nor could he accept that he couldn't feel the slightest warmth from the faces of his wife and daughter.
"Dingling bell~"
Frank's phone rang, but he hung up without even looking at it.
Then continue to enjoy the warmth of this moment with your family.
"Frank, don't do this."
Frank's wife said in a complaining tone.
The sadness in his eyes was clearly discernible.
Frank looked at his wife's face, but always avoided her eyes.
He slowly picked up the phone and planned to call back.
But the call came again.
Frank frowned as he looked at the caller ID, then hung up again.
"My dear, this is my old comrade. Every time he comes to me, it means countless troubles. At least today, let me finish this meal with you."
Frank said in a pleading tone.
Then he turned his attention to his daughter, who didn't know anything yet, and showed a loving smile.
"Lisa, do you want a picnic tomorrow? If so, can you help dad persuade mom not to let dad answer this phone call?"
Frank didn't notice the pleading in his tone, and his tearful eyes made his daughter a little dazed.
"Father."
Jill tugged at Frank's clothes, and the feeling of sadness was very clear.
"Frank, go to work. We're not leaving."
Frank's wife said this.
There was encouragement in his eyes.
"Maria."
Frank muttered his wife's name, and a series of knocks on the door sounded at an inappropriate time.
Frank frowned but did not stop his wife from opening the door.
Even if he already knew who was outside the door.
That certainly wouldn't be a door-to-door sales guy.
The kind of person who would be whisked away by SHIELD agents before even getting near this room.
It would just be that guy, the old friend who always causes trouble, Nick Fury.
"Squeak~"
"Maria?"
As the door opened, Nick Fury's horrified voice sounded.
Apparently the appearance of Frank's wife made him lose his cool for a moment.
"Nick, what are you going to do?"
Frank's voice was very natural, just like the posture a man of the house should have.
Frank had simulated this tone countless times in his dreams.
But his eyes are cold, and if Nick Fury does anything threatening, Frank doesn't mind losing one of his friends!
"I'm just worried because you didn't answer my call."
Nick Fury greeted Mariya, shook hands, and chatted with Frank as usual.
He felt the coldness from Mariya's hands, it was a familiar feeling to him!
The touch of the soul!
Nick Fury probably figured out what he knew, so he could only hope that Frank wouldn't blow his head off in front of his wife.
This is a big secret.
If this was Nick Fury's secret, he would probably kill anyone who knew about it.
The deceased returned to the world in the form of a soul?
This is so tempting.
This is mutant immortality!
“I never take any work-related calls when I’m with my family, even though overtime would bring more pay.”
Frank said with deep meaning.
What he means is that Nick Fury needs to get out now!
"Okay, I thought you would like this job, of course it's a regular job. But if you don't have time now, I will wait for you at the same place."
Nick Fury was good-natured, and he felt Frank's eyes full of murderous intent.
If he delayed any longer, he might have to face Frank's cold barrel.
Nick Fury opened the door behind him, waved directly and left Frank's house.
old place?
He and Frank didn't need it at all, Frank could find his.
As long as Frank wants it.
It's like when Frank plans to kill someone, that person can't escape.
Although the movement caused will not be as small as those of killing, it is deadly and effective.
Mariya looked at Frank in front of her and called out Frank's name with sad eyes: "Frank."
"Maria, I just want to spend some time with you."
"I know, but you need to live in the world of the living. We are already dead."
Mariya gently held her daughter's shoulders and said.
She and Lisa were on one side of the table.
Frank and Jill are on the other side.
The table is like a boundary between the living and the dead, dividing the two parties.
After the lights on the roof flickered for a while, the light bulbs on Mariya and Lisa's side went out.
Light and darkness, life and death. Clear boundaries!
…
"So you deliberately died this time?"
Rohan said with some dissatisfaction.
Looking at Walusk's diary, he couldn't do it.
"Strictly speaking, you haven't died yet. At least your body can survive as long as you sprinkle with the potion."
Walusk looked at his diary and said with a laughed expression.
Diary really never shows what you show.
Walusk wanted to laugh.
