At this time, Tyrell was still under SHIELD's surveillance, although at this time he did not feel that being under surveillance was very serious.
But at this time, every move he makes will inevitably attract attention.
An archangel who acts in the form of a human in the human world, no matter how much he looks like a human, is not a human!
Tyrael has never truly thought of himself as a human being.
At this point, Tyrell, as the archangel who has "helped" humans the most times, doesn't even know as much about humans as Imperius.
At least the Prius spent some time as a human being without using any of its otherworldly power.
Although it cannot be said that this is insignificant compared to the archangel's life, which is so long that the beginning and end cannot be seen, Imprius has at least begun to understand human beings.
And no matter how much time Tyrael spent helping humans, he would never see himself as a human being.
Tyrell has a temperament that is incompatible with humans!
"Excuse me, Lord Tyrell, are you free now?"
As Tyrell walked across the street, a frivolous and lazy voice came.
“Constantin, I haven’t seen you for a while.
If I remember correctly, you and Rasma left before?
Now I have time to listen to your story, but in my opinion you shouldn't be so leisurely. "
Tyrell showed some enthusiasm, although it was unclear how much of this enthusiasm was genuine.
But Constantine didn't care about that either.
"The gifts I brought to you before seem to have completely become the power of the Burning Hell. I am somewhat dissatisfied with this matter.
Although my dissatisfaction probably won't affect your decision, I still want to know if you have any plans to make up for your mistakes? "
As he spoke, Constantine pointed to the coffee shop on the street with the finger holding the cigarette.
He wasn't telling Tyrell to go over there, but he was telling the SHIELD agents following Tyrell to go over there and clear the place.
Constantine himself is a guy with no sense of boundaries.
For him, he would never miss the opportunity to instruct others.
And he hasn't forgotten his status as a special advisor to S.H.I.E.L.D.
After he became a Nephalem in his own way, his authority within S.H.I.E.L.D. was elevated to the top.
He is definitely qualified to order a few SHIELD agents to clear the area.
It's just that the way he does things feels a bit like a villain.
"I really haven't thought about this problem before. After all, to be honest, the way we left the burning hell can almost be said to be escaped like a lost dog."
Tyrell said very frankly.
This is the fact, because of Volusk's calculations, the archangels left the Burning Hell in fear.
Archangels never defend facts.
When Constantine saw a SHIELD agent walking out of the coffee shop, he knew that the clearance had been completed.
As for whether it was clearing the place or whether the people there were from SHIELD, he didn't bother to ask.
Anyway, the result is the same.
Constantine walked directly in front, as if Tyrell was just an ordinary existence.
This behavior is somewhat rude, but Tyrell won't care.
When they sat face to face in the coffee shop, Constantine just looked at Tyrell quietly.
He did not speak first, but quietly waited for Tyrell to give a more detailed answer to his question.
“Well, you think we should make amends?
I'm a little curious why you have such an idea? "
Tyrell asked.
"I wanted to make you archangels stronger in the Burning Hell so that you could put more pressure on the demons.
But you missed this opportunity and betrayed my good intentions.
Your actions are now putting greater pressure on mankind.
Shouldn't I seek an explanation? "
Constantine held a cigarette in his mouth and played with the lighter.
The more casual he appeared, the harder it was for Tyrael to understand his thoughts.
Although this is somewhat mystical, it just works.
“Are you trying to seek an explanation on behalf of humanity?
Even if I had an explanation and wanted to say it, I shouldn't do it to you.
Constantine, it may seem arrogant to say this, but you do not represent humanity. "
Tyrell's tone was still gentle, but the meaning of rejection was already very clear.
"Then who are you going to tell? Bulcasso?
Or Nick Fury? "
Constantine leaned forward slightly, as if he was serious.
But the thoughts in this guy's heart are always known only to himself.
"Bulkess and Nick Fury don't represent humanity, if you put it in a way that you can understand.
Maybe collective human consciousness is a good way to describe it? "
Tyrell's expression looked like he was watching a good show.
Constantine didn't bother to check whether this expression was appropriate.
"What you said is like telling me that you are not going to explain.
Forget it, it’s just one of my purposes to come to you to ask for an explanation.
I would like to ask, if a Nephalem received the blessings of all the archangels, and then received the power of all the demon kings.
So will he become the most powerful Nephalem? "
Constantine asked.
The SHIELD agent also brought coffee when he asked the question.
He even had the time to nod politely to the agent.
Of course, he had no intention of spending it.
Constantine himself is not a conventional guy, but it would be a bit embarrassing to say that he is deviant.
He is the best user of rules. When he breaks some rules, he always obeys others.
This makes many of Constantine's actions difficult to figure out.
"This is a question that I don't have an answer to. After all, I haven't seen the Nephalem appear as you described.
If anything, Bulkesso might have some involvement in this path?
But he didn't get all the power of the Archangel, nor did he get all the power of the Demon King.
He just simply collected authority and borrowed a few points of personality. "
Tyrell said, shaking his head.
He didn't really want to change the topic to Bulkesso.
Human beings have always been very complicated, just as he was once worried that Bulcaisel would become corrupted.
Now he doesn't need to worry about this, but now he has to worry about whether Bulcasso will flip the table.
Although human beings are always in a weak position when facing high-level heaven and burning hell.
But humans with the ability to flip tables gave both archangels and demons a headache.
"If I were to become such a nephalem, would you, as an archangel, be willing to help?"
Constantine asked.
His tone was no longer frivolous and was extremely serious.
But Tyrell could not believe that these words were what Constantine really thought.
"I think you might think too highly of yourself?"
Tyrell said with some uncertainty.
He didn't know if Constantine really had such an idea.
But from Tyrell's point of view, Constantine's soul seems not enough to control this level of power!
As a Nephalem, strong willpower is not something worth bragging about!
In fact, as a Nephalem, willpower is a necessity!
If you don't have this thing, you will have turned into something like a devil before you become a strong person.
Although Tyrell admires Constantine's mobility, he also recognizes Constantine's abilities.
But at this time, I can't believe that Constantine can do what he said!
In a long time, Tyrael has seen too many wonderful and beautiful Nephalem.
But Bulcaisuo only appeared.
The other Nephalem are either the original ancestors or legends that have passed away over the years.
In fact, they are all the same, gradually disappearing in the process!
“Aren’t miracles born out of these impossible words?
I think it's possible for me to do this, I just need a little help.
Tyrael, as an archangel, can you provide a little help to a great Nephalem in his first step towards greatness? "
After speaking, Constantine took a deep drag on his cigarette.
“You are very good at talking, but unfortunately, I just want to see more humans now.
You are always going back and forth in some cycles.
In fact, in my eyes, there has never been much difference between Bulkesso and Li Min. "
Tyrell said slowly.
He apparently rebuffed Constantine's appeal.
It's just that this kind of rejection is not very tough.
“But there’s still a difference, isn’t there?
Don't say that the difference between them is as simple as their names.
Or are you going to give the example of humans being unable to distinguish individual ants?
You know, it's not that humans can't do it, they just don't want to do it.
If I wanted to, I could at least name the pinholes in my arm.
That way I can tell them apart. "
Constantine said with a swish.
He was kidding Tyrael!
There was no smile in his eyes!
"You seem to have made up your mind, but I'm curious how you plan to convince me?
Although I have temporarily given up my status as an archangel, I still have the power of an archangel.
There is no way you can use force to coerce me.
And I am not an archangel of justice now. In this case, you cannot use human morality to influence me.
So what are you going to do? "
Tyrell asked with interest.
"Do you think there is a possibility that I have the ability to kill you?"
Constantine blew a puff of cigarette into Tyrell's face in a very offensive manner.
But Tyrael didn't even blink.
Constantine's level of provocation was a little odd, but Tyrael didn't think it was worth his irritation.
Although the archangels also have tempers, not all of them are violent.
In other words, only because Prius was irritable for some purpose, the other archangels were surprisingly good-tempered.
Even Malthael, who planned to destroy all Nephalem, actually had no hostility toward the Nephalem.
Destruction is just a way to achieve one's goals. Even after being humiliated several times by Bulkeso Repair, Malthael did not feel any hatred.
It's not that he doesn't know the reason for hatred, he just thinks it's unnecessary.
“This doesn’t seem to surprise me.
There is life and there is death, this is the cycle of life.
By the way, you may not know why, as the Archangel of Death, I can't do anything about the death given by Volusk.
That's because what Warusk is doing is also good for us.
He completes us as the complement of life.
There is life and there is death.
This means we can grow too.
Perhaps Volusk's original intention was to kill us all as soon as possible after giving us death.
But obviously his plan is just his plan, and it may not necessarily fit in with other Nephalem's ideas. "
Tyrell said nonchalantly.
Reincarnation?
Tyrael knows other things!
It is possible to go from life to death, but how to go from death to life?
This is not reincarnation, at least for a specific life!
"Sounds interesting, so why don't you try it and see if I can end your life when you don't want to die?"
Constantine said quietly.
What he said sounded a bit like bragging.
But Tyrell did not question the authenticity of these words.
"The first thing to say is, I'm not going to sit around and wait for this to happen."
Tyrell smiled.
But he made no attempt to fight.
Constantine and Tyrael are locked in a bizarre standoff.
They didn't seem to care about it, but they seemed to be waiting for it to happen.
Their conversation was recorded by SHIELD agents, and the two of them had no intention of stopping it.
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. took notes while passing the news to Nick Fury.
Of course, using the Internet.
They knew that this method had no hidden effect on Ultron.
But did it anyway.
S.H.I.E.L.D. does not physically encrypt most of its intelligence.
Only the information designed to Ultron itself will be written on paper and then placed in a room that is completely shielded from the Internet.
"Constantine, I think you had some back-up plan for sending Cytorak's soul to the Burning Hell before?"
Tyrell suddenly talked about what happened in the Burning Hell.
It was as if their previous confrontation hadn't happened.
"You think too much of me, my idea at the time was simply to solve Cytorak.
After all, this big guy is also a huge threat to humans.
Solving him means that there is less pressure on human beings. "
Constantine said with narrowed eyes.
He was smiling, as if he had thought of something good.
"If I remember correctly, the Supreme Mage I met before seemed to possess a level of power?"
Tyrell said thoughtfully.
"Hey, I don't have the ability to occupy the Crimson Universe.
Although Cytorak lost his temper and put his own soul into it.
But my power is not enough to control the Crimson Universe. "
Constantine waved his hand with a smile.
Tyrell glanced at the faint red light emanating from Constantine's hand, half-smiling.
“You may not be able to master all of the Crimson Universe, but it shouldn’t be difficult to obtain some ownerless power from it.
If I guessed correctly, are you planning to use the power of the crimson universe to kill me?
Of course, it could also be other archangels? "
Tyrell asked with interest.
“How could I possibly do that.
And if I ask you to go to that ownerless crimson universe, I can't guarantee that you won't endanger the enemy.
If you are willing, it is very possible to master the Crimson Universe.
I won't give you the way to contact you. "
Constantine smiled evilly.
It's like he's making a fuss.
Constantine's exaggerated performances have always made him unpopular.
But this guy is always able to make friends with like-minded friends.
Anyone who knew him couldn't figure it out.
Although people who know him occasionally become like-minded friends.
"Maybe you want to turn a world into a Nephalem?
Or create a new place of refuge?
I think this is very possible. If Malthael was in front of you, he might give you a more accurate and embarrassing guess. "
Tyrell picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.
The mellowness among the bitterness was not praised by Tyrael.
He doesn't really like the taste of coffee.
Perhaps for these archangels, the taste of juice is just right.
But Tyrrell didn't express his opinion on coffee either.
He is observing human beings, from life to behavior and even emotions.
He was worried about the Nephalem's mortal heart, but at this time he still couldn't experience the mortal heart in person!
"What do you think?"
Constantine said with a swish.
What he didn't say was that Tyrell was right!
Constantine never looked down on anyone!
He caused tragedies because of his carelessness back then, and he always got into trouble later on.
But this guy's plans rarely failed after that.
The descriptions of weak and strong are not important at all to Constantine!
He doesn't believe this, or he doesn't believe in the divide.
(End of chapter)
