The Tide of the Dead sounded like a terrifying invasion.
If it were in the past, there would be no problem in saying this, but now, this move steals the power of death in front of Malthael!
Rasma is using her own power to buy a space for Zul to better exert her power, and also to give Fandaloni, the soul who is willing to abandon his own existence, a better fighting environment.
After all, Rasma is also an elder, but a little too gloomy and weird.
He was here at this moment, watching with great power a monster who had long since left the ranks of the archangels, but still claimed to be an archangel, and was massacring humans and demons.
This is definitely the best opportunity Rathma has ever seen, an opportunity to weaken Malthael.
Yes, Rathma didn't even think about killing Malthael directly at this time.
But the weakening is enough!
Rasma's body was constantly trembling, and the power in her body continued to surge like a tide!
For a moment, the aura of the legendary monk's return was hidden from Malthael's perception!
Lilith has become extremely silent since she shouted "Rasma".
Even the eyes that seemed unable to move were closed.
Can’t bear to watch it or don’t plan to watch it?
Malthael's body finally erupted with a terrifying temperament at this moment!
That feeling has nothing to do with the Archangel, but it feels more like the Great Demon God himself has arrived at this moment!
Malthael had access to Dark Ethereal You, and even benefited greatly from it.
The moment the dark soul stone exploded in his body, the archangel might have died, and the barely moving body was only holding up Malthael's will and power?
Anyway, Malthael has transformed from a very purposeful plan to clean up demons to the appearance of this world destroyer.
It looks intimidating.
But the conscience that belonged to the archangel seemed to push him in another direction, constantly trying to save the remaining world.
He looked like a madman, or he had already gone mad.
After all, using the body of an archangel to try to master the dark soul stone that contains the power of the great demon is not an idea that a madman would try.
Even if Malthael became death in addition to wisdom, that wouldn't work!
The fear that all archangels and hell demons have towards Malthael does not come from the fear of death, but from the unknown fear of the "Malthael" who looks like an archangel.
No matter what, the feeling of being swallowed by him really existed.
At this time, Malthael's eyes widened, and the madness was conveyed under the hood!
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On the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, Frank was walking with his son towards the address given by Nick Fury.
Of course, "walking" is just a description, they have transportation.
That power-hungry pickup truck is now almost exclusively for Frank, after all the novelty of those ancestors has worn off.
And now Frank has also gained a lot of strength with the help of the power of death.
At least it's still possible to drive.
And if you want to leave the Holy Mountain of Harrogas, you don't need to say hello to anyone specifically.
Barbarians don't care about these "greetings" because respect is something they mostly keep in their hearts.
Just because a person doesn't like to say hello doesn't mean that the other person is full of malice. Maybe it's just a lack of words.
And the barbarians are too lazy to worry about this kind of place.
"Father, where are we going now?"
Gil said this to his father, but his head would turn around from time to time to take a look at the scene on the holy mountain.
Even Jill could sense that something was wrong with that kind of prepared temperament.
Not to mention Frank.
So he just made a seemingly selfish choice.
"I just want to take my family away from the center of the storm. At least it's still too early for you now."
Frank is not very good at lying to begin with, especially when facing his lost and found family members.
Originally, he was not so frank, so he retained so much regret about the loss.
How could he tell such a lie now that would be easily exposed?
Candor is impeccable, and of course only in serious matters.
Not on those frivolous intrigues.
"No one will call you despicable, father. Of course you can make your own choices, and it's just because of me." Jill whispered: "But this is not the case for me, because you took away my choice. room.
I didn't want to leave this majestic mountain as if I was running away. "
When Gil spoke, the aura of destruction flashed across his body.
He is no longer a weakling, and destroying the recognition of this power gives Jill the qualification to face the enemy directly.
Although it is just a qualification.
Higher nature and greater power most of the time do not mean the same thing.
Although Gil, the child himself, is not very lacking in courage.
At least that's the case for now.
But it's still too early, and no one can be sure whether the child is really ready to fight.
"There are two archangels on the Holy Mountain, as well as those ancestors. No matter what, it will not be your turn to fight. You are still too far behind."
Frank said this after a moment of silence.
Because this is running away, no matter what the reason is, Frank can't hide it from his heart.
This approach is to run away, not to find the guy Nick Fury was talking about.
At least Frank can't hide it from his heart.
He's not that mean.
"But I don't want to be unable to remember everything about this place. I don't want to recall it with pain and guilt every time I recall it."
Jill's voice gradually became louder.
This made Frank a little distracted.
This seemed to be the only time after he and his son reunited that his son expressed his appeal in such a firm tone.
At least it is much more solid than the dream of going to an amusement park or something like that.
"Child, I can't..."
"No! Father, you can! You know exactly what you should do, and you also heard from my mouth what I really want!
Now, turn around and go back, and let us face this disaster together that we don’t know whether it will happen! "
Jill's voice gradually took on an emotion called majesty.
Frank was shaken!
