"I remember you."
The moment this hell was shattered, Satan's figure appeared silently in front of Bulcasso.
As this small piece of hell is shattered, his figure and his origin are like porcelain full of cracks, and his body is gradually scattered in this place.
"Then you'd better bring all your friends, you're too far behind."
Satan is dying, and after he is reborn from hell, he will have to go on a long journey to collect his own fragments of hell.
After Satan is reborn through hell, he will no longer be a hell king.
After losing the power of this dimension, he could only slowly gain power like a new demon.
Although he still has the authority of Hell, he is no longer qualified to be called the Lord of Hell like Mephisto and the others.
In hell, weakness is a mistake.
"You can't keep sheltering those guys."
Satan looked calm, as if he did not take this death to heart. For Satan, who has existed for countless years, a temporary failure is nothing.
It was just the starting point for his long career to start from scratch.
Losing this dimension just brought him back to the situation he was in at the beginning. He believed that he could do better than the last time.
"Savages never shrink from fighting."
Bulcaisel pulled up the Hammer of Judgment from the ground with both hands, and then looked at Satan.
This guy finally behaved like a devil from hell, instead of being an idiot who only stayed behind the scenes.
Strength will breed self-confidence, but the self-confidence that is generated is like an inflated balloon that pops as soon as it is popped.
Only faith that still fills the body after losing strength is the foundation of a strong person.
The truly strong will fail, but they will never be knocked down!
To Satan, Bulcasso's eyes seemed to be looking for a place to strike the final blow.
A slightly crazy smile broke out on the face of this hell monarch, as always, he seemed to be arrogant.
"Pureer than angels, more powerful than demons in destroying everything. I'm curious about what your soul will be like."
Satan laughed even more crazily.
The barbarians have been growing in the flames of war since their birth. To this day, no one knows how many barbarians have died in the battle.
No one on the sacred mountain of Harrogath will stop for the sacrifice of the warriors, and will only continue to embark on the battlefield filled with smoke and brimstone.
Although they will be sad, they will be painful, they will be disappointed. But no savage will ever regret his choice.
Whether it is becoming a blacksmith, a doctor, or even becoming a coward and escaping from the battle, or dying in the army of demons the next moment.
No one has ever regretted their choice.
Barbarians never regret, nor shrink from fate!
They exist the way they want, keep moving forward according to the goals in their hearts, and continue to do so!
In order to survive, justice and justice, the Nephalem have continued the existence of mankind from the beginning to the present.
The prophets foresaw the destruction of Mount Arreat, but no one ever left that place.
Madoc could see the outcome before the battle, but he still chose to die in front of the gate of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
Bulkatho will provide shelter to his own people, provided that they themselves need shelter.
Satan's threats seemed to Bulcaisel to be nothing more than useless nonsense.
"So, strong man, what is your name?"
Satan put away his madness and used his last strength to return to his original appearance.
The pure white suit is neat and neat, and the slightly fat body stands upright.
His eyes were blurry, showing no sincerity or cunning.
The slightly raised corners of his mouth made him look like a true gentleman.
Lucifer, the true name of Satan.
At this time, he looked more like an angel than Gabriel and Manny before.
Lucifer waved his hand and swept away the ashes formed by the fragments on his body, and glanced at the wound on his waist.
"Bulkess, remember this name! Devil!"
Bulcaisel raised the hammer of judgment in his hand, aimed it at Lucifer's head and struck it down.
"The next time I see you, I won't be so miserable again."
Lucifer's voice disappeared with the disintegration of dimensions and the destruction of his body.
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"Okay, angels. Now you should go back to the hot springs to take a good bath, wash up and wait for your Lord's inspiration."
Constantine turned into a panda with eyes again, and the black and blue eyes that Rumlow gave him the day before disappeared after the recovery of the blood bottle.
But the blow he received after drinking the blood bottle still turned into dark circles on his face.
Constantine strode up to Manny, stretched out a hand and "gently" poked the wound on Manny's waist.
"You know what, angel! This feeling is called pain."
Constantine looked at Manny in front of him with a smile. He had long wanted to find a way to send this angel who was paying attention to him back to heaven.
"Angel, is our faith so unbearable in your eyes? In your eyes, is our piety just a price that needs to be sacrificed?"
Angel, who had been carrying him in the corner, walked up to Gabriel, who was still a little unsteady, and glanced at the broken wings.
"Your faith has always been needed in heaven, but not every human being is worthy of salvation. I still think so."
Gabriel looked very embarrassed. Gabriel, whose power was taken away by Manny, was now no different from the girl in front of him.
"God is God, God is love, this should not be limited or classified!"
Angel tried her best to speak in a calm tone, but the trembling in her body also showed her uneasiness.
"When you use your faith as a bargaining chip to seek help, you are no longer a devout lamb of the Lord."
Gabriel closed his eyes and spoke softly.
Matthew faced Gabriel, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head and wiped the hand ax on his waist.
Luke was not interested in this kind of philosophical debate. He just lowered his head and looked at the complete waist at that moment, as if he wanted to know the difference between the angel's waist and the human waist.
Rumlow took out his camera, took pictures of the marks on the ground, then adjusted the parameters of the camera, deliberately taking a few photos where nothing could be seen clearly.
After all, angels and demons are all supernatural beings, so it’s normal that they can’t have any impact in filming.
He left some evidence so that he could return to Nick Fury.
Then you can take these things and go to Pierce to let him know about the mysterious realm.
These are not things that mutants and modified people can explain, these are theology.
"The moment faith becomes an exchange, it has already affected heaven. Just like that angel over there."
Gabriel pointed at Manny.
"I know this. Strength breeds ambition?"
Luke finally heard what he could say, raised his head and said something.
"exactly."
Gabriel raised his head and spoke softly.
"God is God, God is love!"
Angel said firmly, and a pure halo appeared on her body.
This halo did not pass through heaven, but fell directly into this world.
Gabriel suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Angel with disbelief.
"You may be called St. Angel Dawson from now on."
Gu Yi held Manny's wings in his hand, cut off the longest feather and handed it to Angel.
Heaven has long been in chaos after humans exchanged faith for shelter.
That God left heaven a long time ago, and there is no more news. Everything after that will be handled by heaven itself.
This is the first human being recognized by God that Gabriel has seen with his own eyes in the hundreds of years since he came to the world.
"That's it, the farce should end."
Gu Yi put away the butcher knife in his hand, and then crushed Manny into ashes with a wave of his hand.
"Ah, dear Mage Supreme, can I be your apprentice?"
Constantine wandered up to Gu Yi and smiled.
This chapter has been completed!