At this time in New York, there is still a person who is sitting there doing nothing, looking like he is living on the streets aimlessly and without hope.
Luke Cage, of course, he didn't feel that way in his heart.
But that face that looks a little angry can always make people think of this.
This guy is always a little bit out of touch with the "upper class", even if he is indeed very strong.
The good news is that there is not anyone around him, at least Leah is still here.
Leah has nothing to worry about now, or in other words, her mentality has changed slightly since she regained life.
After all, Adria was in the past, and the sadness she had experienced became less important as she regained her life.
But occasionally she would still think of her father and mother, Prince Aidan and the witch who once stood on the human side.
However, both of them seemed a little idle now, looking up at the clouds in the sky.
"I feel a little bored. Have you noticed that the ancestors seem to have driven us all down from the holy mountain?"
Luke looked up at the clouds in the sky and spoke softly.
This is a serious topic, but Leah doesn't seem to have much interest in it.
After all, this kind of thing seems obvious.
Those ancestors seemed to be quite open-minded, but each one of them adhered to some things from the past deep in their hearts.
For example, "Only the strong are qualified to sacrifice."
Seeing that he couldn't get any answer from Leah, Luke couldn't help but think of Jessica.
The wedding comes to mind.
Although he still doesn't know what Jessica is doing now, he feels that Jessica has probably appeared in this long-lost city.
Unfortunately, he guessed wrong.
Jessica is still on the Holy Mountain, holding the God of War's Blade tightly in her hand, with a serious face.
The last living savage of the Great Bear Tribe cannot escape the fate of the savage.
This was not a fate imposed on her, nor was it simply the price Orak's kindness demanded.
Jessica and Luke are different after all. This is the only young barbarian warrior with the blood of a certain tribe flowing through his body.
A warrior who survived a test beyond the standards because of Orak's sorrow and kindness.
When she took over the God of War's Blade, she already knew what she would take on.
Of course Orak gave her a choice.
The Barbarian God of War has never been the kind of being who needs others to help him share responsibilities. A guy who always appears on the battlefield that needs to turn the tide will not have much expectations for others from the bottom of his heart.
The God of War is of course proud and lonely, especially in the realm of battle.
When Jessica faced the God of War's Blade, all she had to do was let go of the God of War's Blade and let the glory and legend of the God of War disappear from the holy mountain, so that she would not have to bear this responsibility.
But the best thing about Jessica is probably her independence.
Maybe she had given up on herself and was full of resentment and unwillingness towards the world, but as a hero, she was still able to gain everyone's trust.
Of course she could continue to survive the way she wanted, but she still took over this responsibility.
As long as she doesn't violate the bottom line of being a "human being", whether she is cynical or jealous, or full of roaring and anger towards the world, that's all up to her.
It's just that Jessica finally chose to take over the legend of Orak and the responsibility that only belongs to the identity of God of War.
If she can survive this crisis, she can proudly claim to be the God of War from the Big Bear Tribe.
Perhaps when Jessica made this decision, his heart was full of pride and pride.
She had long regarded Orak as a strict father figure.
At this time, not only Jessica is preparing for battle, but the atmosphere on the entire Holy Mountain is still serious, because Nazebo's soul is constantly delivering some dangerous messages!
The ancestors waited silently for the final result.
Whether Malthael came to the Holy Mountain again or appeared from other places.
These long-dead souls will immediately take action.
For barbarians, even if life ends, as long as they can still wield their weapons, the battle is not over.
Speaking of which, these guys may be well suited to the Necromancer. After all, the only Nephalem that can allow the dead to continue fighting seem to be the priests of Rathma.
While the ancestral spirits were waiting for the verdict, Rathma, who was among the last fragments of the world, made a move!
Rasma may feel that now is his best chance.
Just like his brothers, he found the best opportunity to seize more powerful authority!
The armor on the ancestor of the Necromancer kept flashing with light, and the trajectory called "destiny" was squeezed out bit by bit from the bones of Inaris!
Attack directly with this kind of power? That's too superficial!
The most powerful power of destiny is definitely not used as an energy bombardment, but to impose a curse!
Fortunately, Rasma is the top curse master!
There is probably no Nephalem in this world who is better at cursing than Rathma.
The power of destiny was constantly spinning, and at this time, Malthael had no time to care about what was going on here.
Although it could also be that he simply doesn't care what Rasma does.
Even the "brothers" he lives with day and night cannot know the thoughts of the Archangel of Wisdom, let alone a Rasma?
But there is only one thing that can be confirmed at this time, and that is that the pressure Li Min puts on Malthael is extremely huge!
As a mage, Li Min has long surpassed Talasha, the great mage who sacrificed himself to seal Baal.
It is inevitable to surpass Talasha. If Li Min meets Baal now, she will make Baal unable to even scream!
It's a pity that none of the remaining Nephalem, except Bul-Katho with the Dark Soul Stone embedded in his forehead, can make the Hell Demon completely disappear.
At most, it is to let those guys return to their own essence and be pregnant again.
Who can destroy destruction itself?
Li Min, who chose the path of wisdom and kept exploring, always wanted to find this answer.
But this is also a question that the Archangel of Wisdom has been exploring for countless years.
The final answer that Malthael found was no different from that of Prince Aidan back then and Bulcaisel now, which was to use his own body as a container to seal those hell demons.
Malthael may have been full of confidence when he made this decision.
After all, there is no mortal heart beating in the chest of the Archangel of Wisdom.
This was probably the reason why Tyrell didn't resist when he came to seize the Dark Soul Stone.
Everything the Archangel of Justice does is always full of compromise, but I don't know what exactly makes him compromise.
Is someone else possibly having a better solution?
Or the Archangel of Justice as Tyrael's suspicion?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Justice has never fully believed in the existence of anything.
He was even full of doubts about himself.
At this time, Lilith, who was most likely to know the answer, chose to remain silent.
Maybe it was because no matter who won, it had no effect on her, or maybe she already knew who would win.
As a mother, Lilith loved her children, but she was expressionless at the moment Rasma chose to take action.
The endless knowledge and long confinement may still have affected her will.
And Malthael laughed and faced Li Min's attack!
At this time, it is no longer enough to describe the changes here as tragic.
Zul's soul has been completely broken, and even the Archangel of Wisdom who has seized the power of death cannot find a way to resurrect this great Nephalem.
Under the constant invasion of the power of death, Natsubo's strong body once again showed that rickety appearance!
Even weaker than before!
After all, no matter how skinny he looked or how distorted his body structure was, he was still a powerful Nephalem.
Even though he used to look as thin as a bamboo pole, he could still physically blow the heads of a large group of demons with the sacrificial knife and voodoo doll in his hand.
But at this time, Natsubo was no different from an old man who could only sit on a bench and watch the sunset quietly.
Maybe even weaker!
Even standing there, his body was shaking.
Speaking of which, among these Nephalem, the one who thinks he is most likely to defeat Malthael, who represents death, is not even Li Min, a mage who has mastered the evolution of a large number of rules, but Naz, who has understood the true meaning of the soul. Wave.
Li Min is indeed arrogant, because she is indeed a rare genius in the world.
But the most arrogant person among them is Natsubo, who now has to use all his strength to even stand.
A witch doctor who regards his teammates and partners as idiots and walks aloofly on his own path is more arrogant and stubborn than a mage who has a pure desire to show off and explore!
But it wasn't until this moment that Nazeebo, who was unable to show any strength to resist, realized the gap between himself and Malthael, and felt defeated for the first time!
Wisdom has existed for too long, and the knowledge and unique knowledge of power that Nazebo possesses seems to be no secret in front of Malthael.
A skill can be used at most twice before Malthael in front of him will master the key.
Even if the Archangel of Wisdom only uses a small amount of energy to explore the unknown in these aspects, it can still generate a sufficient amount of knowledge.
Perhaps there is nothing in this world that can be hidden from him except the "mortal heart".
This time, Natsubo had no other power.
It was at this time that Nazebo understood why Bulcaisel was able to inflict enough trauma on Malthael when he and Malthael first met!
There is only one thing in this world that is difficult to trick, and that is pure wrestling!
Even though Malthael is also a skilled warrior, what is the decisive factor when two warriors with similar skills fight?
Then there is only pure power.
That's why Malthael was chopped up by Bulqessor and the dark soul stone in his body exploded!
Nazebo's life has been like a candle in the wind. The souls who signed a contract with him have disappeared, and the strong body he can rely on is also being lost bit by bit.
The only thing I can be thankful for is that all this has not completely taken away Natsubo's source of power.
He still has a last resort.
As a witch doctor who has the best relationship with souls, he has one last resort to carry out and fulfill the last wishes of those souls!
This is the power he only realized when he climbed the newly built sacred mountain of Harrogas by the barbarians!
In addition to being a remnant of consciousness and life, the soul is also a powerful force itself that cannot be underestimated!
Suddenly, Nazbo Fu reached his heart and began to gather those unconscious soul fragments, using his own body as nourishment to gather strength!
Fire bat!
A skill that accompanies the witch doctor almost throughout his entire combat career!
It is also the skill that represents the most powerful output of the witch doctor!
The essence of this skill should not be to "summon" the fire bat, but to use pure power-whether it is mana or soul, just infuse it, and then give them the shape of the bat and the rules of fire.
This is a powerful outlet for energy!
The explosion of the World Stone forced two Hell Demon Gods and an Archangel to return to their origins and reshape them. If the power of the explosion could be controlled by an effective output port, it would be enough to knock down high-level ones. Heaven or the power to penetrate the burning hell!
The witch doctor has such means at his disposal!
Natsubo completely gave up on extending his life!
Even Dr. Voodoo, who kept asking him questions in his consciousness, stopped paying attention.
The energy originally used to maintain the body's defense has also been completely mobilized!
Natsubo's actions finally moved Lilith!
Knowledge is never the most complicated, sometimes the simplest way is just as effective.
Just like ordinary humans don't need any high-tech ballpoint pens at all under weightless conditions, they only need a carbon rod to complete the goal of recording data!
But what moved Lilith was not the energy output mode of the "Fire Bat" skill, but the energy level that could pose a fatal threat to her, Rathma and even Malthael!
The number of souls lost by Nazebo, the strongest witch doctor, in this battle has long been incalculable.
Lilith knew that the number would definitely not be less than the barbarian souls accumulated before the Holy Mountain of Arreat was blown up!
Even if it's just the last remaining power, it's still as ferocious when it transforms into a fire bat!
Why would the witch doctor transform these powers into the form of a flaming bat?
Because blood is the currency of the soul!
And these bats transformed with the power of the soul can ignite the soul of the attacked while causing wounds!
The reason why Lilith knows all this so well is not because she is "knowledge"!
It's because the energy spell of this skill is left over from the witch doctor's inheritance, the only thing inherited from Lilith!
This is the first gift Lilith left for her son, the ancestor of witch doctors!
At the suggestion of her husband, Inaris, the Angel of Destiny, Lilith chose such a spell from endless "knowledge" and gave it to her son!
"Inaris..."
Lilith read out her husband's name and tried to recall her husband's face in her mind, but that face that should have been impossible to forget could not be recalled!
Lilith finally understood what was missing in the so-called "endless" knowledge!
That's all about "destiny"!
Lilith looked at Malthael!
Everything wisdom knows will appear in Lilith's mind as "knowledge"!
This can only mean one thing, that is, the Archangel of Wisdom has never understood what Inaris is!
Even wisdom cannot recall the face of Inaris!
At this time, the legend made from the bones of Inaris on Rathma's body truly took on a dazzling form!
It's not light, nor any existence in Lilith's cognition!
The name of that thing is already obvious, it can only be "destiny" itself!
"Rasma! Stop!"
Lilith showed her anxiety and took the initiative to call out the name her son gave her for the first time!
Has destiny ever been controlled?
But fate has indeed been defeated!
Because of the existence of a Nephalem!
Uldyssian!
