Devils don't look down on humans in their hearts.
This actually has little to do with whether human beings are strong or not. If you don't like it, you just don't like it.
Even the powerful Nephalem and the demon group don't actually think highly of them.
Although he can't beat him, he definitely doesn't respect human beings that much.
Even after being pinned to the floor and trampled by the Nephalem, they still looked down upon the Nephalem.
Even if they were beaten to death, they still refused to accept it...
Even if they encounter an enemy they cannot defeat and will run away upon meeting, they will not be convinced.
The autopsy report says that the devil has been dead for a thousand years, but his mouth is still tough~
That's what demons are.
That should not be the world of humans, it should be that all life except demons are the enemies of demons.
There is no such thing as a devil, and no one is kind.
Even Choriz, who chose to become the Poison King, originally planned to help Bulcaisel hold down Baal.
But he won't be able to do this forever.
Maybe one day the poisonous king who is in the middle of a fierce battle will stop and suddenly:
"Hey, Baal, let's destroy humanity together!"
Don't doubt it, even if a saint turns into a devil, he will do this at some point.
At best, this is just a matter of time.
"What is that, Lucien.
I'm too lazy to ask you why Rorschach let you go.
Because I'm not going to let you go!
Stand closer to me! "
Gruchak casually extinguished the small flames on his body, and then waved to Lucien.
"We have something to discuss, brother."
Lucien smiled.
"Who is your brother? You devil!
If it weren't for you, a bastard, how could I have been taught a lesson by Kanai!
Do you know how much trouble was left in my heart when Kanai grabbed my ears and scolded me on Mount Aretes? asshole! "
Gruchak didn't wait any longer, clenched his hands into fists and walked up.
The muscles are swollen and look scary.
The weird muscles on his face were tense, and Gruchak looked more like a demon now.
"You want to fight me? Please wait a moment, I need to make a call.
Other than that, things like this phone are quite useful.
This is much more convenient than using the Burning Hell as a signal station to deliver messages.
He might have loved it even more if those Azmodans hadn't been killed. "
Lucien completely ignored Gruchak who was standing in front of him and took out a mobile phone from his pocket.
There seems to be something wrong with a demon using a mobile phone, but he might as well be keeping up with the times.
The devils have never thought of doing research or anything like that in the past, that's because they feel there's no need to do so.
But now that there is a more convenient tool, it is not in line with the devil's habits to leave it alone.
Demons are actually the most open-minded race. They only care about whether it is useful or not, but there is no question about whether it can work or not.
The Burning Hell can accept all the souls in the world to become demons, so naturally it cannot be closed.
On the contrary, the angels have always behaved very traditionally...
"Waiting for you x!"
Gruchak's answer was simple, a slap and a curse word.
The palm of his hand was drawn directly to Lucien's head, and the phone fell to the ground.
And Lucien also rolled out directly on the ground.
This place was a cemetery, where the last remnants of Johnny were buried.
Gruchak's slap caused Lucien to knock down countless tombstones along the way.
But this time it wouldn't hurt a legendary demon.
“Okay, okay, I remember your bad temper.
You don’t like waiting for people, do you? "
Lucien slowly stood up, although his body was a little weak due to the trembling of his brain.
But this guy showed no fear at all.
Demons can be fearful, but these legendary demons rarely feel fearful.
After all, the Fear Demon God is their boss, and just one thought can suppress fear to the lowest level.
Demons are a unique race. Born before humans, they certainly have a powerful side that is difficult for humans to understand.
Fortunately, humans are finally not powerless in the face of these disasters.
“Then you should first think about how to deal with these poor people who have been dead for who knows how many years.
They are human skeletons. If I remember correctly, are you still reasonable when facing humans?
Except for mages..."
Lucien rubbed the swollen side of his face, and his tone was so frivolous that it felt like Constantine was speaking.
"Mage, what's wrong with you?"
Constantine suddenly interrupted and asked.
"The Master tricked me into feeling the true meaning of power.
Then I waited, but the mage didn't come back. "
Gruchak shouted at Konstantin with red eyes.
Being cheated is a frustrating and angry thing no matter when you think about it.
This kind of thing can be regarded as the clearest memory in Gruchak's small brain.
As for the fact that he had broken the legs of seven mages in front of that mage, Gruchak had forgotten about it.
He only remembered that he was deceived and then waited there stupidly for half a month.
During this period, he also dealt with dozens of idiots from the Three Gods Sect.
"Okay, then how are you going to face these resurrected undead?
Come on, the undead can be considered one of the demons, right? "
Constantine moved a little further away.
He couldn't fool people like Gruchak, not that he was worried that he wouldn't be able to fool him.
Instead, he was worried that he would be stared at by a fool.
The trouble that Gruchak's stubbornness can cause may not be as easy as being chased by a demon.
“The undead and the dead are not the same thing.
It's the same thing as Leoric and the undead. "
Mocott casually waved the hammer in his hand a few times.
The wind pressure blew up and messed up Reed's hair.
Reed finally realized that there was no value in staying in this place.
It's better to go back to the laboratory to study how to restore Susan to her normal state.
“I’m leaving first, and Susan has no problem for the time being.
I still have a lot to do, but if you need my help fighting the devil, please call me in advance.
By the way, Constantine, do you have a way to contact Tony over there?
Tell him for me that I will wait for his arrival in the laboratory. "
Reed looked gloomy, and then picked up the unconscious Susan and planned to leave this place.
Rumlow on the side gave Mocott a look beside him, intending to follow Reid's footsteps.
Rumlow didn't think Reed was unaffected by Lucien's bewildering words before.
Although a little lazy, Rumlow is now a trustworthy guy.
“Don’t go, stay here and watch Gruchak’s battle.
If possible, I hope you can gain the power of faith from that bastard.
This is very useful in battle. "
Morcott stopped Rumlow.
In Mocott's eyes, those who are willing to corrupt themselves into demons are not worthy of sympathy.
No matter how amazing and talented this guy is, he is just one of the trash.
Humans can be unkind and even a little bit mean.
But as long as he can avoid becoming a devil, then this person deserves a new chance.
Mocott didn't know if Reed and Susan could stick to their own essence, but he didn't intend to meddle in other people's inner worlds.
Barbarians are not good at teaching this kind of thing, preferring to use broken bones as textbooks...
"Then why should I go? Anyway, I don't have anything to do if I stay here.
It just so happens that I should be able to understand Ms. Susan's heart. Of course, it would also be great if I could understand Dr. Reed's depth at the same time. "
Constantine's smile was a little disgusting.
Obviously he has bad intentions...
Normal people are not afraid of other humans, even if they are different.
But normal people will never like a guy with bad intentions!
Mocott didn't want to talk to Constantine at all.
If possible, Mocott even hopes to put Constantine, a scumbag, in some dark cell.
This guy is really annoying.
"Crunch, crunch~"
Skeletons kept popping up in the cemetery, and then one by one got weapons from nowhere...
It would be normal for this kind of scene to happen in a sanctuary. Soldiers would always bring their favorite weapons in their burial places.
But it's a bit strange if it happens in this place.
The gadgets in the hands of these skeletons are not something Lucien can make.
“A demon that can move?
It's a bit annoying, I hate this demon with no muscles on his body! "
Gruchak was very dissatisfied and charged directly in Lucien's direction.
Every time the huge body takes a step, you can hear the groaning from the ground...
"I discovered something interesting. Although it won't hurt you who has superstitious muscles, it will cause you some trouble."
Lucien looked at Gruchak who was rushing towards him and still showed no fear.
Apparently, he was confident that he could survive this situation without getting killed.
Of course, it may also be that he feels that there is no problem if he is killed directly.
At this time, something that does not belong to the Burning Hell appeared in this place!
It is a figure that exudes air-conditioning and is bloated but somewhat illusory!
Du Tianling!
This is Malthael's Soul Reaver Legion!
Lucien revealed one of his trump cards at this time. The appearance of the Soul Reaver Legion is the worst news in the world!
For ordinary people, these things are more lethal than demons!
And the most important thing is that many of the gadgets in these Soul Reaver Legions look very sacred.
Those were the followers behind Malthael when he was the Archangel of Wisdom.
This scene is really, really bad!
"You contacted Malthael?"
Mocott's figure appeared in front of Lucien in an instant.
He didn't quite understand why Lucien was related to Malthael.
Perhaps it was because the demon, who had been dead for many years and finally returned, did not know the true nature of Malthael.
I simply thought that Malthael had begun to degenerate and become corrupted in the direction of the devil.
It may also be that this fool who thinks he is smart is being played around by Malthael.
But this is not good news!
Malthael, who has not been seen for a long time, has begun to leave his own traces in this world!
Mocott cares!
Very concerned!
No one can ignore this terrible guy Malthael!
Maybe he is the wise archangel who has plotted against all his brothers!
If he just wants to use a legendary demon, there are too many ways!
"Well, I found out that the Archangel of Wisdom actually plans to help me deal with you Nephalem.
I don't think I have the right to refuse this invitation. "
Lucien rubbed his swollen face again.
Gruchak's slap was hard enough before.
"You are playing with fire. You have no idea what will happen in the world after you die!"
Mocott was angry.
Although he knew that it was useless to reason with the devil, he still couldn't help but want to say a few more words.
At least he should yell out all the series of curse words that emerged in his heart, and then crush Lucien with his own ruthlessness!
"I think it was the Burning Hell and the High Heaven that made Uldyssian compromise, right?
The strength of that guy is fresh in my memory.
I don't want to see that horrible guy again. "
Lucien's performance was that he was completely ignorant of what was going to happen next!
But this devil is full of confidence!
The more ignorant you are, the more confident you are!
Mocott has been able to confirm that Lucien, this idiot, has become the first puppet in Malthael's network, who thinks he can make the decision for his own life!
If you want to use someone to do something, some people will sincerely ask for help.
Some people will choose to bribe with benefits.
But this guy Malthael can make the people he uses willingly do it, and regard everything as his own decision.
Mocott was in awe of Malthael.
Among the Nephalem group, Malthael's initial form of protection was the archangel with the most followers.
Because wisdom is powerful enough, it can easily appear as if it is omnipotent!
"You idiot, you have become even more stupid after dying once."
Mocott said so.
Then he walked directly to Rumlow.
He didn't need to worry too much about Lucien's affairs, Gruchak could handle it.
What Mocott has to do now is to let all these guys with the smell of Malthael die in this place!
Whether it's the Soul Reaver or the Undead Demon, none of these guys should appear in the outside world!
Mocott is going to deal with a possible crisis for this world!
"Give me your anger!"
Mocott patted Rumlow on the shoulder.
“I think I can fight too.
Why do you plan to do everything yourself? "
Rumlow pushed away Mocott's hand on his shoulder, then took out his warhammer and took a few steps forward.
Lazy is lazy, but Rumlow won't shirk when he needs to fight!
Not many people care about atonement or other reasons.
Now Rumlow plans to have a good fight with the devil!
No need to give any reason!
"Then let's go together. After Gruchak kills Lucien over there, whoever kills more enemies will win.
The loser is going to have a party, okay? "
Mocott smiled, feeling the anger in his body that was enough for him to fight once.
Rumlow just didn't give all of his anger to him.
The two of them will fight side by side this time.
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