At this time, the riot in SHIELD has come to an end.
It's just that Nick Fury is not in this place now.
Doctor Who is heading to Harrogath with Nick Fury, but this time they don't pass through the portal.
Agent Hill put on the green tights again, showing off her good figure.
The green ring continued to emit light, turning into cages to imprison those souls.
"Hill, what's going on with you?"
Steve slapped a soul to the ground with his shield, holding the guy in one hand.
The evil soul burns like a torch in the hands of the Crusaders.
"An accident, maybe I got the relic of some powerful guy."
Hill said casually.
She had no intention of telling the truth about the Green Lantern Corps.
"That guy Nick Fury can't wait even this little time? Or is he afraid that I will open the portal to hell?"
Rumlow held his breath and took stock of his surroundings.
Clearly not very happy.
Unfortunately, the love is not over yet!
A huge body carrying a ferocious hammer was smashed into the SHIELD building.
"Woohoo! Looks like SHIELD has to rebuild its own building!"
Constantine sat on Nick Fury's chair, holding a small cage in his only hand. There were countless souls superimposed in the cage.
This guy didn't waste these souls. Spellcasting materials have never been easy to get.
"I can smell your fear from three blocks away! Kingpin!"
Anderson emerged from the big hole he had just made.
He pointed the spear in his hand at Jin Bin's chest and roared.
"Angel? Am I evil!?"
Kingpin waved the sky hammer in his hand and swung it vigorously in the direction of Anderson.
The ring on the finger is also constantly emitting a strong light!
But this light was pointed at Agent Hill who was standing aside!
"The gang leader is a good guy. Do you believe this joke? Steve?"
Rumlow panted, holding the hammer and speaking to Steve.
There was some helplessness in his eyes.
Fighting has always been a troublesome thing. Unless you can kill those annoying demons with your eyes closed, fighting will always be very labor-intensive.
"This is just a joke, keep fighting."
Steve looked up at Anderson and Kingpin, feeling helpless.
They who have not had much contact with angels will not understand the difference between angels and humans.
In their seriousness, Anderson, a courageous subordinate, is still worthy of trust.
Constantine said nothing from this moment on, just watching the battlefield silently.
He carefully took the souls in his hands into his arms, his face a little pale.
The impact of a broken arm is serious, especially since Constantine is just a slightly stronger guy than ordinary people.
And his life routine is very bad.
Outside SHIELD, Imprius and Auriel were still observing the situation here.
Although he no longer has the courage and hope of an archangel, he can detect the movement of justice, but he would not have thought that after Tyrael gave up his status as an archangel of justice, his remaining power was taken away by Israel.
"Who is your target?"
Imprius asked flatly.
Auriel's thoughts are not easy to guess, but they will not be completely hidden from Imprius, who is with her day and night.
It's just that this question is not easy to answer.
"An angel."
Auriel said this, looking at the fierce battle in S.H.I.E.L.D.
It's like describing Anderson.
After hearing this answer, Prius' eyes swayed.
"Have you made up your mind?"
"Bulkasso will protect me for three thousand years."
Auriel said this with a smile.
They are completely unaware that they have lost their personality and only have their strength and essence left, and they have become the targets of their brothers.
"Three thousand years are too short... He still needs to face Malthael if he wants to succeed."
Because of the Prius, there was some hesitation.
He trusted Bulkesso, but he didn't think this would be something that could be accomplished in a short time.
I'm afraid Malthael's thoughts still remain in his heart. That kind of power and elusive thought that surpasses the Great Demon God makes Iprius not ignore Malthael, his brother.
"Malthael is very smart, and smart guys are not determined to give in. They always like to find more convenient ways."
Because the Prius says a lot.
But I don't seem to feel very confident.
The archangels couldn't understand Malthael's thoughts. They could only confirm that as long as that guy took action, that would be the moment he thought was closest to success!
Too dangerous!
"Do we still have a choice now? Prius?"
Auriel muttered in a low voice, and the ribbon on her body swayed uneasily.
The moment they chose to become human with hope and courage, their future rested on Bulcaisel.
Helping Bulkesso become a God of Creation as soon as possible is the most effective way for them to achieve their goals.
…
"Are we really going to do this?"
Natsubo held the jar in his hand and looked at the severed hand in front of him with some hesitation.
Sonya stood aside and bowed her head silently.
As the strongest barbarian in the world, she could not accept using this method to awaken the original ancestors.
The ancestor's will only stayed on the holy mountain, even though the powerful power in this arm gave her the opportunity to stand in front of Malthael like Rathma.
Sonya still feels conflicted inside.
"We have no choice anymore!"
Li Min coughed, and his body continued to tremble.
Vera on the side struggled to stand up and began to check her weapons and equipment.
"I reserve my own opinion."
Karasim whispered.
He had a lot of doubts about Malthael's threat.
If the archangel wanted to kill them, he would not let them go so easily.
Many of the companions around him were seriously injured, but none of them were killed by Malthael.
Maybe this is a conspiracy.
"I don't think that the first generation of barbarian ancestors can match Bulcaisuo at that time, and I even don't think that I can't defeat Malthael!"
Li Min suddenly shouted loudly.
In the previous battles, only Li Min had the strength to resist in front of Malthael.
But now Malthael is no longer the archangel who only possesses wisdom and death.
All the remaining angels and demons in this world have become his nourishment. Except for the Soul Reavers who were carefully cultivated by him, no angels still exist.
And there may still be one demon.
The common mother of the Nephalem, Lilith!
So when Li Min faced Malthael, he suffered a heavy blow.
All kinds of powerful forces were bred in that body, and Li Min felt the smell of human beings from Malthael's body!
"That's enough! That's it! My will will not be lost to Bulcasso!"
Sonya shouted like a roar.
He cut his arm with the dagger beside him, and blood dripped on the broken arm bit by bit!
Waves of brilliance of life began to emerge.
All desolation has turned into life, but it is fleeting.
At this time, Natsubo staggered forward and tipped the earthen jar in his hand.
The blue viscous liquid followed Sonya's blood and connected her to the arm.
"From now on, the souls of the ancestors will be with you, and your will will guide the power of the ancestors!
Sonya, shout the name you want to shout, say your declaration, from now on, your souls are connected!
From now on, your blood is connected! "
Natsubo's hoarse voice came out, and waves of strange fluctuations began to spread around.
"Bulkasso! Protect me!"
Sonya roared loudly!
That arm turned into a pool of plasma and wrapped around Sonya's body!
The faint blue liquid followed it and penetrated into Sonya's mouth, nose, ears and eyes!
"Another sacrifice!"
Karasim clenched his fists, and the light of the mantra under his feet continued to expand!
Sonya chose a different path than Bulkesso!
Bulcaisel divides himself and becomes the strongest in battle!
And Sonya chose to add other beings to herself, using two completely different powers to face a more powerful opponent!
At this point no one can say for sure the pros and cons of the two.
After all, both of these paths are paths where you pay first and then you will get rewards!
And Malthael, who was fighting Rathma, finally burst into laughter!
“It’s great to finally do this!”
Malthael's sudden words made Rathma become serious.
Only he himself can know the calculations of the master, and there is no way to detect even the slightest trace of the fate that Rathma controls is insignificant in front of Malthael.
"I will delay you until mother comes!"
Rasma's declaration made the desolation on the ground intensify in an instant!
A strong skeleton crawled out of the icy permafrost, carrying a chill that seemed to freeze the soul!
One skeleton appears stronger than the others!
It’s also more impressive!
"Kanai~ It really surprised me!"
Malthael looked at the skeleton and said.
The sickle in his hand cut Rasma's throat mercilessly, but Rasma turned into a pool of blood in an instant!
"Rasma, blood is the currency of the soul. When are you going to lick the blood from the ground like a hyena from under my feet?"
Malthael didn't care how Rathma would respond to his insult.
Now he is invincible!
"Unfortunately, I am a rich man, and I have the final say over the coinage rights of my soul currency!
And you, are you still an archangel now?
Or have you become what you call an 'incomparably despicable' Nephalem! "
The skeletons next to Rasma are wearing pieces of armor!
That's the legend of Volusk!
Immortal King Set!
If there is anyone in this world who can make Warusk willingly dedicate his legend and glory, Kanai is definitely one of them!
How could it be possible for a dead bone without a soul to show the full power of that noble barbarian elder?
And Rasma has her own way!
"My brother! Wake up! If you still regard me as your brother! If you still recognize our common mother!"
Rasma chanted!
Malthael sped up his movements.
The Reaper of Souls in his hand blew against Rasma's neck with the cold wind that killed everything!
"Bulkeso! My brother!"
Rasma's final roar sounded, and Kanai's skeleton finally moved!
Holding the Immortal King's gravel hammer in his hand, he knocked the Soul Reaper to the ground hard!
The mouth with only the skeleton left was creaking!
"Rasma! You must not have forgotten what I told you!"
The voice of the first ancestors!
The one who is called the Immortal King, the strongest and unstoppable ancestor!
Reappearing in this world through the corpse of his best descendant!
"Nothing unexpected! But even the dead souls cannot escape death!"
Malthael threatened, and his figure turned into a wisp of thin air and flew up.
The Reaper of Souls continued to sway and turned into starlight!
"ha!"
The battle cry of the first ancestors!
This environment is constantly turbulent!
The ground keeps cracking!
The lava rushed out of the realm of the dead, rolling and turning the ground into a scene of doomsday!
"Mathael, we still have an account to settle!"
The gravel hammer was raised high, and the skeleton was shaking continuously!
Death will come eventually, not now!
The shadow of an ancestor appeared behind the skeleton!
But there is no ancestor more ancient than Bulcaisel!
The origin of barbarians in this world stands right here!
That phantom is the first ancestor, the oldest immortal king!
The glory in Bulkesso's name forges me!
The giant hammer was raised high, and the air began to turmoil!
The power of life and death are mixed together in this place!
The two powers were merged together and became a complete blow of life authority!
"bring it on!"
Malthael dropped the Reaper of Souls in his hand and turned into stars from the video!
Raising his arms high like a giant holding up the sky, he shook Bulcasso's heavy hammer!
"Rasma! You do it too!"
The first generation ancestors roared!
Rasma became excited with this war cry!
Brothers working together?
It’s been too long since I’ve experienced this!
It has been so long that Rasma has almost forgotten this feeling!
Skeletons everywhere piled up onto Kanai's corpse, and the figure became even bigger in an instant!
Two heavy swords appeared in the hands of Bulcasso's shadow, transforming into the hammer of the ancestors!
And this skill in the hands of the first generation was called Hammer of Self!
"coax!"
A bang!
Malthael finally retreated for the first time in the battle!
The ground turned into nothingness, and traces of blood appeared in the mouth of Rasma, the necromancer!
Malthael's robe fell off and fell to the ground!
Waves of flesh and blood are flying!
