In the sanctuary at this time, Malthael was followed by Lilith, who was following in his footsteps.
Behind Lilith was Rasma with a gloomy look on her face.
The three people were walking in a world that was gradually collapsing, and under their feet was the last land they could stand on.
Three beings representing three groups walked silently.
Not far away, Nazebo, Li Min and Vera were quietly observing these three beings.
"Natsubo, are you sure you have informed Bulkesso about what happened here?"
There was no fear in Li Min's voice, not even any emotion.
Master Li Min is a well-deserved genius.
If the power of wisdom is not in the hands of Malthael, then she is now expected to become the new wisdom.
mortal?
This is just a contemptuous name for angels. They heard the name Nephalem more often from demons.
"I'm sure, given the character of those savages, if there was a chance to re-contact us, he would do it."
Nazbo's voice sounded a little weak, and the witch doctor's voice always seemed a little out of breath.
Maybe that tall body just makes spellcasters like witch doctors qualified to pay the price?
Using souls, this list even includes one's own soul.
The tasks witch doctors bear are definitely not easier than those of barbarians.
"Bulkess, I always feel that he is full of secrets, although he is indeed a comrade worthy of our trust."
Vera's eyes under the hood were a little dull. Restoring injuries and strength was not a problem in the original sanctuary, but now, survival itself has become a little difficult.
The world is on the verge of destruction. Where are there enough resources to support these extraordinary and powerful people?
But now Malthael and Lilith don't seem to be interested in them, at least that's what it seems.
Malthael was just measuring the remaining land with his feet, and Lilith's thoughts could not be seen on her cold face.
Rasma, the only one who might have told them more, was now like a voiceless child, following behind her mother.
"I still have a chance. At least with one chance, I can wrest the power of wisdom from Malthael!"
Li Min's voice contained an air of determination.
The magic power in her body is no longer suppressed by her, and everything that wisdom has explored begins to evolve around her.
Such an action was considered provocative to Malthael.
In most cases, archangels can be divided into two types. One is because of guys like Prius and Auriel, who never stingyly gather everything into themselves.
Instead, we continue to provide these wonderful foods to everyone equally.
And so does Malthael.
The beauty of wisdom lies in sharing and collision of thoughts, and the greatness of death lies in never being favored in a biased way.
The other type is guys like Tyrael and Isreal in the past, maybe adding the name of Inarius.
The authority is gathered in themselves, and no one can usurp it from their hands.
Tyrael's transformation also came about after he discovered that the authority of justice was separated from judgment.
As for Inarius and Ysreal?
They are still the same as before, they control their own destiny and their own balance!
Therefore, talents cannot control their destiny, and they can see unequal things happening around them everywhere.
"Then what? Then replace Malthael as the wisdom of this world, and then replace him and die with the death of the world?"
Vera's words were not polite at all. Although she still hated the archangel, what Malthael did now was a bit hard for her to describe.
The death of the world means that everything left in this world will become a burial. The same is true for Malthael as a wisdom. Perhaps he is ready to give death to the world and himself.
As for Lilith, that guy who has no knowledge but needs help even making decisions cannot be so smart.
The only question now is what kind of plan Rasma has in mind!
"We will continue to exist, at least that's what the soul of this world tells me."
Natsubo began his eloquent speech again, and the skin that was originally full of wrinkles became smoother little by little.
This strong body used to pay the rewards of those souls was filled with vitality bit by bit.
The easiest way to identify whether a witch doctor is powerful is to look at his appearance.
The vitality in a strong body is the reward for those souls. The weaker the appearance and the more wrinkled it is, the more souls the witch doctor has.
Just like a company that pays wages, the soul is the employee.
It's a pity that the upper limit of this company is there, affected by the body.
"Did those souls choose to disappear on their own, or did they have to disappear amid the destruction of the world?"
Li Min's voice has become stern.
At this time, there is no need to worry about whether your question is offensive to a witch doctor.
Nazbo's answer will determine what kind of determination Li Min will make.
"It was me who gave them their freedom."
Natsubo's eyes became cloudy a little bit.
The crouched body also began to stretch little by little, and strong muscles were attached little by little.
With the physical condition of a witch doctor, if he had chosen the path of a warrior from the beginning, he would never be what he is now.
Tall, agile, and full of power.
"Mathael didn't respond to me, but I don't want to continue reading like this!"
Li Min finally couldn't bear it anymore. She had never been a weakling!
It has never been the kind of existence that can only wait for the other party to show compassion!
Even facing Malthael, the archangel who has mastered all the wisdom in the world, Li Min still has no fear!
Even though she knew very well how helpless she would appear when facing the Archangel of Wisdom.
Because Prius can take back all his courage, Malthael can naturally take back the wisdom that fills the world!
For Li Min, this is the greatest misfortune.
If Malthael hadn't been involved in death, Li Min would never have faced this guy who was considered the source of wisdom.
Now she kind of misses Jotun Kule's biting sarcasm.
The battle between wisdom and wisdom, between strong and weak, has no possibility of functioning.
And knowledge is the most powerful means when facing wisdom!
"Then, we also need some protection that can block those guys. Mages and demon hunters are not good at hard-on fighting, and Malthael is a real warrior."
As Natsuba spoke, the ground began to churn.
The Zombie Behemoth's soul is one of the few that he has not released from its contract.
"Being wise, he actually chose to become a warrior and fight there. Malthael pieced together everything that disgusts me!"
Li Min said this and looked at Rasma majestically.
There is no need to hide, Malthael and everyone else are very clear about the situation in this world.
The ground will become smaller and smaller, and even if the archangel and the highest-level demon Lilith use their feet to stabilize the few areas of ground in this world, they cannot stop this from happening.
"Perhaps this is his wisdom."
Vera took out a flying knife, Jiani's sharp edge!
Those who dare to argue with the demon hunter Jani will soon discover that Jani can "get to the point" with her amazing reasoning skills!
And Vera is the strongest among the demon hunters in existence!
"The battle is about to break out. It really makes me miss the good times of my youth."
Natsubo said this and finally stood up straight!
Those slender and distinct muscles ensure that his body has powerful destructive power!
Before using his body as a reward to hire souls, Nazebo was also an excellent warrior. At least in the "play" among the midnight children, Nazebo had no less power than Bulkeso among the barbarians. high status.
Unfortunately, his body does not have the fat to protect itself.
Fat is already the cheapest reward he can pay to those powerful souls.
"I want to know if you captured Rasma's soul, what would you give as his reward?"
Vera asked Nazbo with a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth.
"I think testing the fat in the large intestine might be a good choice? But necromancers are also experts in the soul."
Nazbo shook the voodoo doll in his hand. The small face of the voodoo doll was ferocious and full of pain!
That's Zul!
The voodoo doll contains Zul's immortal resentment!
One of Rasma's best students!
The noble hero who used his own power to stand in front of his teacher during the Necromancer's cleansing of the world!
The self-sacrificing one, the exile of hope!
Courage the fearful!
And, a pioneer in pursuing the balance of human stance!
Zul!
"Natsubo! You'd better not think that my teacher is just a spell caster! He is so powerful in close combat that it makes me despair!"
The voodoo doll opened its mouth and let out a hearty laugh!
He didn't feel despair!
He died under Rathma's scythe, but as the best necromancer besides Rathma! He is not soft enough to be killed easily!
"Come on! Let me see the final outcome and life and death!"
