The outstretched hand did not hesitate.
That hand will stubbornly push open the door of Crystal Poor!
In high-level heaven, there are few rooms with closed doors.
But after the archangels rarely appeared here, this place that was originally full of light closed almost all the rooms.
The high-level paradise does not seem to welcome visitors, and it is rarely open to "people"!
"Bulkeso!"
Auriel called Bulcasso's name in a rare and serious voice.
This was probably the last time she advised Bulcasso on the matter.
"Leave! No one can stop me from what happens next!"
Burcasso stared at Auriel in front of him with wide eyes!
A trace of anger and helplessness rarely appeared on the face of this archangel of hope, who was known for his gentleness and beauty.
“The gate will close once you enter, and will be sealed with the power of the Crystal Dome.
If you don't plan to destroy High Heaven, you won't be able to leave! "
Auriel seemed to feel a little regretful.
She knew very well that Bulcaisel would not destroy the High Heaven. Just like Bulkatho didn't destroy the Burning Hell.
Regardless of whether it is Bulkesso or Rasma, as long as they are still trying to save the original world, they will never take action against two-thirds of that world!
After the High-level Heaven and the Burning Hell were summoned to this world, this is already the fusion of the world!
Just like this world itself does to another world!
“The putrid smell coming from the devil behind this door already makes me want to sneeze!
There is actually not much difference between you and the devil.
Perhaps the only difference is that you understand love from the authority and rules that do not have emotions.
The hell demons who were born from emotions did not understand the rules. "
The door opened directly as Bulqueso spoke!
Then I saw the legendary demons that were once the Nephalem's most powerful enemies!
"Squeak~"
The heavy stone door was pushed open!
Bulcaisel avoided Auriel's position for the first time!
This is reverence for an archangel who once voted against humanity!
After this moment, Auriel will no longer have any preferential treatment here in Bulkesso!
"Now, you'd better find a place to prepare for the birth!
If you can escape safely from your own calculations!
I might consider tutoring your and Imprius' children.
Oriel, I hope you have done enough. But you seem to have never trusted anyone. "
Bulqueso's words were a little cold.
His free hand was already on the handle of the knife at his waist!
The name of this set of swords is the Oath of Bulkatho.
But this is not the legend of Bulqueso!
But it just so happens that there will be enough materials and opponents in this closed place.
Let these guys serve as the soil for the growth of real Bulkesso weapons!
The legendary embryo that has been forged is in Bulkeso's body!
As entertainment before the news of the victory of the war comes, the level of these guys is just right!
"Dong~dong~dong~"
Bulcaisel's iron shoes made a heavy sound when he stepped on the floor made of an unknown material.
The footsteps were as heroic as beating war drums!
Even when faced with those legendary demons that had taken away countless ancestors, Bulcaisuo didn't care at all!
These guys can't stop him from winning!
"Squeak~"
The door is slowly closing!
Auriel looked at Bulcasso's back from outside the gate.
There are scars everywhere on that naked upper body!
Almost every inch of skin has traces of battle!
Is the scar on your back a shame?
Nonsense!
How could the Nephalem not be surrounded when fighting?
Will the devil still bypass the warrior and attack again?
They will only seize every opportunity to harm each other and devour the flesh and blood of the Nephalem!
The scars on the back are never the souvenirs left when fleeing, but the marks of fighting against the tide!
One-on-one battle with demons?
Why would the devil give up his numerical advantage?
They are a group!
Facing an enemy is a group of demons together!
Face a group of enemies or a group of demons together!
Maybe only the devil is always honest!
Their fighting tactics and methods have never changed at all over the years!
"Auriel, I hope it's worth living in a better world!"
Auriel seemed to hear Bulcasso's whispered reminders and wishes.
Then the door closed completely!
"Bulkess, it's not that the angels born according to the rules understand emotions, but that we were already like humans as early as the birth of Inaris."
Auriel said words that Bulcaisel could not possibly hear.
She had no intention of worrying about Bulcasso.
Bulcaisel himself is a symbol of victory!
Wherever he is, the flag of war will always fly!
They're just a group of legendary demons, and they can't organize Bulkatho.
At best, it would just add some new marks to Bulcasso's scars.
"Rasma, it seems you have made a concession.
As I said before, you will exceed your expectations when facing the same kind of people in this world.
And Prius, you seem to be missing something. "
Auriel said calmly.
Then he turned around and faced the two guys who had just arrived.
Auriel didn't show any surprise, as if this place was the meeting place they agreed to meet.
“Death in this world is a complete lunatic.
We've lost Leoric's trust, even though we didn't have too many bad intentions. "
Prius said with some embarrassment.
His eyes were looking upward, and that look of dementia seemed to mean that he was thinking?
"Leoric is very sensitive to malice.
In his eyes, any malice is the beginning of betrayal.
Although I know this, I have no intention of giving in on this matter.
Anyway, my goal has been achieved. "
Rasma said with a somewhat cunning smile.
His teacher's body had been collected.
That legendary power was too close to death.
Only by wearing it on a person full of life can the balance recognized by the legend Tagio be achieved.
Unfortunately, Rasma has lost this ability.
His balance was shattered the moment the power was taken from Ytheril.
Although as a necromancer, Rathma became more powerful.
But as a disciple of Nephalem and Tag'oul, he was unable to use the most powerful power of his teacher's last gift.
Whether this outcome is a blessing or a curse, only Rasma herself knows.
Fortunately, he still has his father's protection.
"Rasma, tell the truth!
Was Malthael's arrangement made before your arrival or after your arrival?
It's impossible to take your eyes off Malthael!
So tell me the answer. "
Auriel waved her hand and readjusted the position of her ribbon.
She trusted Rasma but was wary of this guy.
Rasma was a hero, but Bulkesso was right.
This guy can only become a tragic hero!
If Rasma would become a little crazy under pressure the next moment, Auriel would believe it.
Now Auriel is still a mother, and she wants to protect her first child.
“Isn’t Ozil the first one to arrive?
Could it be that no one in this world has discovered the whereabouts of the Burning Angel?
This shouldn't be the case, Ozil has long been Malthael's most devout follower. "
Rasma seemed a little surprised as to why Auriel asked this question.
Ozil is the upper echelon of the Soul Reaver Legion!
Apart from Malthael, who is bound to rise and fall among the Soul Reavers, Ozil is the leader of this legion.
"Did Malthael's arrangements already begin at that time?"
Prius frowned.
They all went back to figure out Ozil's arrival, but they didn't expect that there was some hidden secret in it?
Ozil's posture at that time was quite pitiful, and even his body had been transformed.
Even thinking about that look of seeking relief made Imprius feel a little guilty.
Angels are all like brothers and sisters.
Although it was a bit strange, the angels never paid attention to it.
"Hey... you are so arrogant.
Perhaps these are also part of Malthael's calculations?
Have you never thought about how Ozil was transformed as the leader of the Soul Reaver Legion?
Could it be that Ozil is so weak that he cannot even shake the soul of life?
Or is there a soul master in this world who can rival Natsubo? "
Rasma said a lot of questions, and this dismissive attitude made Imprius a little dissatisfied.
"You mean the Soul Reaver has already appeared in this world?
This is not good news, and more importantly, we don’t seem to be aware of it. "
Prius frowned and said with a very serious expression.
However, this approach earned Rasma a blank stare.
"You, like Diavolo, can basically know what is in the hearts of all beings.
You said you didn't notice the existence of the Soul Reaver? Guess whether I believe it or not. "
Rasma's eyes became dangerous.
In Rasma's eyes, Imprius obviously didn't tell the truth.
After all, as an archangel, even though he was devoured by Malthael, he still did not encounter any life-threatening danger.
These archangels and Malthael may be in opposition, but cooperation is not impossible.
Malthael knew a lot, at least about Uldyssian.
It was a long time ago when the Archangel of Wisdom went crazy. There was no reason for him not to know what his brothers were thinking.
"I really do not know!
Diavolo will not go anywhere and anytime to get the information he needs from everyone.
He only does this when necessary.
And so am I.
But in my eyes, knowing what others think is never necessary. "
Because the Prius is very serious.
This seriousness barely made Rasma trust him.
The Archangel of Courage is the arrogant type. This guy's schemes are not without, but they are all a little too conspicuous.
Because all of Prius's calculations are based on its own strength.
He himself is the insurance for all his plans.
"So you are completely unaware of Malthael's arrangements in this world?
I'm a little concerned about whether Bulkesso knows about this. "
Rasma's faces were squeezed together.
According to his understanding of Bulcaisuo, this guy will definitely know a lot of information.
Although Bulcaisel rarely used natural authority, it would not be difficult for him to know what happened.
The authority of courage and fear is the power that operates on "the thinking man."
And the power of nature is the ability to act on all "thoughtless things".
Bulcaisel cannot read minds, so he relies on enthusiasm and frankness in his interactions with people.
He is also more of the kind to see what a person has done.
It is this habit that makes Bulcaisso violent and arrogant when deciding a person's life or death.
Anyone who does bad things is a bad person, and Bulcasso seldom cares about how many difficulties this guy has.
If you do something wrong, you must atone for it. It has nothing to do with whether a person's original intentions are good or not.
Even though he has not yet reached the point where he disregards his intentions, Bulcaisel's tendency is very clear.
“He’s not going to look at changes in people who already exist.
If he paid attention to this kind of thing, then Joriz would not have been visited by Bulcaisu after he became the Poison King. "
Imprius said casually.
But Auriel was thinking very carefully over there.
Hope and nature's grasp of information are somewhat similar or even overlap.
Just wishing she knew everything because she was everywhere, this was what she saw.
As for Bulcaisuo, it was nature that told Bulcaisuo everything he saw.
One is a witness and the other is an information collector.
The information collected by the collector is still vague.
After all, no one expects a mountain to accurately express what he or she sees.
It wasn't until this moment that several people present realized that they seemed to have never known enough about Bulcasso.
This is also a bit bizarre.
There was definitely something wrong here, but they couldn't find any signs for a while.
“Rasma, let our brother come out.
I'm talking about your father.
Even if his will is basically wiped out by you guys, he will still give some suggestions.
We are here, and this is higher heaven. "
Prius' tone sounded like he was issuing an order, but fortunately Rasma didn't care about other people's attitudes.
A guy who can become a strong person in a difficult world will not easily get angry because of other people's attitudes.
He is a necromancer. Although he is a necromancer, it is also the category of a mage.
Mages have always been more rational.
Those who get angry easily are barbarians. The source of power comes from anger, so what can be done about it.
You can't give up this kind of power, right?
Obviously barbarians are a group and a profession. There is no mandatory requirement for them whether their profession is barbarian or not.
But there are still very few barbarians who switch to other professions...
Is this a habit engraved in the blood?
Even the magical barbarians were initially trained as warriors.
