"Come on! Come on! Give me more pain!"
Duriel shouted loudly, as countless puss splashed everywhere on his body.
“My darlings, let’s begin! Let’s wreak havoc! Let’s hurt!”
Duriel shouted and released a swarm of insects that covered the sky and the sun!
Swarms of all kinds of deformed, disgusting insects that emit countless stench but are full of sharp organs that can cause pain began to splash in all directions!
"ha!"
Burkeso let out a war cry again, and the shock wave completely swept through the entire area.
At this time, he had no time to worry about whether it would cause damage to the surrounding buildings. He had to kill the bugs as quickly as possible.
Each bug can cause a havoc, and those bugs are enough to kill the most elite soldiers of ordinary humans in one-on-one situations.
Human beings in this world are really too weak!
Each worm makes the person it afflicts one of Duriel's vassals.
As for which hell demon is the most annoying, no one can beat Duriel who is immersed in pain!
Burkasso rushed directly into Duriel's arms with his two knives, and the sad and hateful big bug laughed unbridled.
Pain made his needy soul feel satisfied, and pain made the hurt he suffered become enjoyment!
The moment Bulcaisel's two knives scratched his skin, the cold light from the blue fury climbed up his fiery body bit by bit.
The chill that was enough to reach the depths of his soul, freezing his whole body, was clashing with the blood of hell, and the dense pain that felt like a knife cut made him let out a roar of satisfaction.
“Come, come! Let the pain fill me!
Let me in my pain be everyone’s pain, and let my death awaken the painful truth!”
Every time he made a sound, his body weakened a little in Bulkeso's hands, and the weather-like invasion made him even more rampant.
“Madoc!”
Burkeso shouted, and Madoc's figure appeared not far behind him.
Ninety Barbarians need rage to activate the more powerful damage brought by their talents, but in the face of the fast-moving madness that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, rage is constantly being filled.
Never ending!
“I was the only one called? Why?”
Madoc asked Bulcaisel in front of him the moment he appeared, waving his sorrow to sweep away the gusts of fishy wind.
“Do what you have to do, and then let this bug not spread the slightest breath into this world!”
Burkeso roared loudly, and the two swords in his hands were swung so that no shadow could be seen.
A duriel is not that difficult to deal with, but every remnant of it can make something else.
As for Constantine, the only thing that can save him now is hope besides himself!
Burkethore has no intention of letting Duriel exist for longer than Adelia back then!
"Okay, Devil Cooker, I'll go and clean up the kitchen for you."
Madoc picked up his giant axe, glanced at Luke who was crawling on the ground lightly, and spat.
"It seems that you are still a little behind. But fortunately, you are just a little behind."
Madoc did not talk to Luke in a sarcastic tone this time. He waved his weapon casually, and a barbaric aura from the extended weapon began to spread in all directions.
“Listen! Unlucky people, get out of this place now, I’m going to start cleaning! Ha!”
Madoc's voice swept across this troubled world with its wild spirit. Everyone was looking for the source of the voice, but no ordinary person could know the truth of the matter.
Perhaps it will only be regarded as an experimental example of the Mandela Effect for a long time, but now everyone has turned their heads in the direction of the sound.
Intimidating shout·Intimidating roar!
Can cause all enemies who hear the roar to be frightened and choose to run away.
The probability of success is 100%!
To regard all people seen and unseen as enemies is something only Madoc can do.
Those who were interested in this place were instantly frightened and their minds were disturbed, and they walked uncontrollably away from this place.
The closer the guy is to this place, the more fear he will feel!
…
The moment Mardoc roared, Diavolo, who was far away in the ruins of Asgard, raised his head, revealing his true face as the fear demon.
After leaving Leah's body, he returned to his extremely strong appearance.
Every inch of the skin is tough enough to withstand those weapons, and every inch of the body is indestructible!
"That's it!"
Diablo lowered his voice and roared. Madoc's roar was exactly what he was waiting for!
It’s just that he didn’t expect that it was not the actions of the Lords of Heavenly Hammer that caused all this, but that Duriel who appeared out of nowhere!
The moment of fear caused his strength to quickly recover, and he absorbed all the aftereffects of this roar!
No one will feel palpitations afterwards, and no one will be frightened and end up with a tragic ending.
But all this help comes at a price!
The birth of fear allows him to connect with those people. As long as he is willing, it only takes a moment to turn the simplest existence in the world into a demon.
From now on, Diavolo will be everywhere!
This is not a place of refuge, no one will protect ordinary humans!
Hope has not yet awakened, and the most important hope against fear has yet to be determined!
Only with the protection of courage, it is impossible for people to take out his claws!
Without hope, there is no soil for courage to breed!
At this moment, the earth has become Diavolo’s back garden, and he can know everything that happens there!
As long as those humans who were dominated by fear for a moment still exist, he can use their consciousness to get the news he wants.
This kind of power will last until the moment Auriel returns to her peak, and if Auriel shows the slightest sign, he will try his best to kill her!
As long as he is not exposed to Bulcaisu, he can use any other method! He can even use the traces of his brother to take away Bulcaisu!
“Just how do I make Bulcaisel recall the fear? Tear Leah’s soul to pieces in front of him? Or make him have to tear Leah’s soul to pieces in pain?”
Diavolo whispered, then returned to Kull's appearance.
When he sat on the body of Observer Frog Tu, he finally made up his mind.
"Let Bulcasso tear Leia's soul apart in front of Leoric, then let Leoric go crazy again, and focus all his hatred on Bulcaisel!"
Azmodan will thank him in time.
A Skeleton King immersed in hatred, even if he cannot become Diavolo's power, becoming Mephisto's subordinate is enough to make Mephisto silent about his plans!
…
“Madoc!”
Burkeso suddenly stopped what he was doing and called out Madoc's name.
“The worst possible outcome! Bulcaisel!”
Mardoc squinted at the two Lords of Heavenly Hammer who were trembling in fear.
Burkeso had already made plans with the barbarian ancestors, and this roar was their test!
Has Diavolo awakened?
The power of the three demon gods is not much different, and Diavolo is undoubtedly the most powerful one!
Now that Mephisto has found the opportunity to wake up, Diavolo and Baal may have been hidden in a corner of the world.
Mephisto has always been the weakest of the three demon gods, and he has awakened. Is there any reason not to doubt that Diavolo and Baal have completed their awakening?
Destruction never had any obvious features, but fear was everywhere.
They have confirmed Diavolo's awakening, but they just don't know where the cunning Hell Demon will appear.
Burkasso kicked the only half of Duriel's body and let out a long breath.
Every time he thought of Diavolo, Bulcaisel could not forget Leah's sacrifice.
The two Heavenly Hammer Lords recovered from their fear and exchanged opinions with each other in the chat channel unique to the Heavenly Hammer Lords.
They knew the name of Sin Leah from the moment they became Lord Skyhammer, but they knew nothing about that girl's past.
Suddenly hearing this name from Bulkesso's mouth gave them some strange thoughts.
“What now? Continue your work or return to the Holy Mountain with this tormenting bug and make plans?”
Madoc's face didn't look very good either. Looking at Luke who still hadn't recovered, he suddenly became very angry.
“Leoric! Come here!”
Burkatho roared loudly, his voice avoided those weak ones, and only those at Leoric's level of strength could hear it.
That is not an easy level to reach, at least those who can hear it will not have any idea about it.
And Cytorak, who is far away in the crimson universe, is not among the weak!
“Hmm? I think I’ve heard of the name Leoric.”
Settorak muttered, but completely forgot about the funny guy he threw away directly.
“Take my power, maybe I can see a good game.”
Setolak took out a gem out of boredom and threw it far away.
It has been a long time since he encountered anything interesting. Whether it was creation or destruction, he had experienced it all in his independent crimson universe.
He has no interest at all in higher levels of creation and destruction.
Creation is due to loneliness, destruction is due to boredom.
Now he does not feel that he needs to face such unanswered questions.
In the kingdom of death, Leoric stood up directly from the throne of death after hearing Bulcasso's voice!
“What did you meet again? The Demon King of Hell?”
Leoric's skull eyes glowed with a faint blue light.
“Well, are you sure there is something missing here? Leoric?”
Death spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dream.
Leoric ignored death's solicitude and his body disappeared directly into the kingdom of death.
The next moment he appeared next to Bulcasso.
“Duriel? Are you going to do that?”
Leoric put the bone of his hand on his chin and fell into deep thought.
As for what he said about "doing that", it was just an idea he mentioned to Bulkeso back then.
Neither Aidan nor he could face Diavolo, because those who are afraid cannot defeat fear itself, and they have never believed in anything other than themselves.
Whether it is hope or courage, they will attribute everything to the guidance of fate.
But what about pain?
Skeleton King cannot feel pain because he no longer has the power to feel pain.
Leoric who is sober in the endless madness will no longer suffer. He has no desires, will not experience birth, old age, illness and death, and has nothing he wants but cannot obtain.
His love has long been destroyed by his own hands, so naturally he will not experience the pain of separation.
There is no eyes, ears, mouth or nose to experience pain, and the world in his observation is completely different.
The sober Skeleton King would be the most suitable being to seal pain, not to mention that Duriel's pain is always only half.
“What about your choice, Leoric?”
Bulcaisel looked directly at Leoric in front of him, already making plans to completely crush Governor Riel's body.
In his mind, Andariel was constantly urging him to continue, which would make Duriel and her want to meet in the Dark Soul Stone.
Duriel gets physical pain, while Andariel gets the mental kind.
So one is called torture and the other is called pain.
They divided the complete suffering into two parts.
“Let me think about it, I seem to have nothing more to gain. After all, I have never wanted to get a physical body to experience the beauty of the living. Wearing a coat named Duriel will only make me look bloated.”
Leoric smashed the Wrath of the Skeleton King directly onto a small head that had just grown out of Duriel, who was recovering little by little.
“Besides, this coat doesn’t seem to fit very well, and it also stinks.”
Duriel's body is much larger than Leoric's, and Leoric doesn't like sloppy things, just like he always keeps his bones as smooth as new.
“I didn’t plan to do this originally, but things changed.”
Burkeso urged Leoric in front of him to make a choice as quickly as possible.
If Madoc hadn't gotten the bad news when he let out the threatening roar, Bul-Katho would have definitely sealed Duriel completely in the Dark Soulstone.
Whether Andariel devoured Duriel or Duriel regained his integrity, it would be a good thing for Bul-Katho.
After completely devouring Azmodan, he had an opportunity to devour the demon god.
Sin, as a transit point, can connect to the origin of all hell demons. As long as sin is used to activate devouring, those guys will not be able to escape the lock of devouring.
That is the most stable way forward, but in the end there is only one chance.
It is impossible for Bulcaisel to actively create evil to charge this power, and if the naturally born evil wants to complete the charging, it may not be able to complete it after Malthael follows the trajectory.
There are other hell demons competing for free sins. How can a Nephalem compete with the hell demons for those things?
Besides, now that Diavolo has recovered, he can only go forward after his fear is completely resolved.
How else can a complete soul overcome fear?
The best option is to swallow Diavolo before he is whole.
Before Diavolo was devoured, these demon gods would not be included in his plans.
"boom!"
There was a huge noise from Madoc, and the soul-killer Ziren fell directly to the ground. Madoc forcefully inserted a stone-carved head into his hollow neck.
That was carved out of concrete fragments on the ground when he was bored, the head of Bulcaisel's former pet.
Simply put, it is a dog head.
"If you want me to pay, then pay me. I have always been fair. What you promised me back then has been completed, and I have paid you. But what are you going to pay me now?"
The sound from Madoc's side brought the silent confrontation to an end, and Leoric spoke first.
“I swear on my own name, I will let you see Diavolo’s fearful look!”
Burkeso looked at Leoric in front of him and said this, his tone full of hatred for Diavolo.
If Leoric could wear the holster of Duriel, then pain would become a strength on their side.
As we all know, worms have no obvious bones, while crabs have bones outside their bodies.
So once the hard shell of Duriel is broken, you can see the body that is completely composed of muscles.
And Leoric will become another Duriel, a familiar existence to those hell demons.
"It's really cheap. Fear itself is full of fear. I want to see Diavolo's fear, just go and watch it. He is afraid all the time."
Leoric used his giant hammer to crush Driel's head again, and said slightly dissatisfied.
He was not satisfied with the reward.
“So, how is Diavolo’s head?”
Burkeso said casually, gesturing restlessly with the two giant blades in his hands.
There is no point in talking about money with Leoric. Only these outrageous things can make the Skeletor relent.
Those are not definite things but a promise from the Barbarian King!
“What would you do if I said, I want you dead?”
Leoric said with profound meaning.
The death he said was not to kill Bulcaisuo, but also to ask for a promise.
And this promise will make Leoric make up his mind whether to stand firmly on Bulcaisel's chariot and no longer be indifferent.
What he wants is the purest death after Bulcasso became the God of Creation!
The God of Creation is incomplete without death. Then Bulkeso will directly degenerate after experiencing the power of the God of Creation.
That is the difference between Anu and the god Anu, that is the boundary between omnipotence and imperfection.
"Okay, I have never wanted to become a superior god. I just want to get my past that is sealed in the dark soul stone."
Burkeso said without hesitation.
Madoc, who was quietly listening in, directly trampled the purple man's position among the crowd.
Even if he protested dissatisfied, Bulcaisel would not change his mind.
"You use your future things as present rewards, just like you did then. Just the same without hesitation."
Leoric laughed, and a cold breath began to spread to the battlefield that had become silent.
Only laughter and the sound of bones rubbing against each other continued to echo.
“Would you still choose to believe in a barbarian as you did then? Or would you hesitate?”
Burkeso walked directly towards Leoric and looked at the skeleton that was taller than him.
“I have doubts in my heart. No one can accept loss calmly after gaining. That is the instinct of life and greed for everything!
The choices you make after losing part of your soul are never what a normal person would make. When you are whole, will you be greedy and reluctant to give up?
When you become a complete person, will your soul still value commitment?
A creation god has the ability to break all promises, Bulcaisuo!
I hope I can still call you by this name when the time comes.
Not that shirtless guy with a tie, or whatever your other name is.”
Leoric faced Bulcaisel's gaze and expressed his worries without any subtlety.
Who can ask the Creator God to fulfill what promises?
The rules are just a dream in front of Anu, and everything exists and dies according to his thoughts.
Even though he kept questioning it, Leoric had already made his choice!
“I don’t know, but you still chose to believe it, Leoric.”
Burkeso looked directly at Leoric and said.
He doesn’t know what choices he will make when the time comes. Everything is unknown, and even fate cannot determine the future of the God of Creation.
Destiny is just a thought of the Creator God.
“If you regret it then, give me a kandulas, my two sons and my granddaughter.
Bulkesso, no one would want to take anything away from the God of Creation. I hope you will not regret it after that, because death can allow them to accompany me again and prevent me from losing them."
As Leoric spoke, he lifted up Duriel's foul-smelling body and got in.
He didn’t know whether his choice was correct, but he had already left himself a way out.
Just like a high-ranking god who never tells his followers about his own filthiness, he is afraid of the power of the Creator God!
The next step is the battle between Skeleton King and Duriel on the soul level!
As for worries or anything else, he didn't bother to think about it.
Those futures seem empty and powerless now.
When Leoric wins, a Helllord's soul will be shattered!
By then Bul-Katho will be able to complete this devouring without any pressure, and he will be able to achieve this without resorting to Azmodan's power.
Half of the pain will not make Bulcaisso advance very far, but it is also a solid step on the road to becoming a god.
As for failure?
Pain cannot defeat Leoric!
Skeleton King even exists!
When facing the Skeleton King, all you can get is endless fighting.
Duriel enjoys pain, not death.
So Leoric will definitely win this battle!
"When you do that, you will feel what Duriel has always felt. Even so, you are not willing to believe me, Bulcaisel, I am Andariel, the child of the angel Inaris and Lilith.
, share a common origin with your ancestors.”
Andalil's voice sounded from Bulcaisel's mind, no longer sharp, nor full of negative emotions.
Perhaps after she helped Bul-Katho completely devour Azmodan, she had some changes that she didn't have before.
She continued to express her thoughts, but Bulcaisel did not waver.
Perhaps Andariel has reformed, but Bulcasso is not so open-minded to believe in a demon who has brought countless tortures to the world.
Even if he has the strength to defeat the devil of hell, that is not an excuse for him to make stupid choices!
Andalil’s crime cannot be forgiven!
“It is true that no one in Bulcaisel has ever tried to understand pain, but they all died in the torment of Duriel.”
Madoc threw the purple man who had been hammered into a puddle on the ground and reminded Bulcaisel.
Duriel may be the simplest one among the hell demons, but no one can become pain. Pain itself is torture for people.
No one can even finish a whole sentence with Duriel, because the prerequisite for talking to him is to feel the pain with him.
As for the miserable situation of Soul Destroyer Zi Ren, it was just a pastime when he was bored.
He had no intention of avenging Luke, after all, Luke did not die.
The warrior's enemy should be understood by the warrior himself, but Mardoc can only decide the time when this revenge begins.
The demons in the secret realm who were somewhat mechanized seemed to be a bit confused. Madoc felt that the two guys with hammers in front of him could be used as sparring partners for the new recruits on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
“Bulkess, I cannot accept any sacrifice other than my own!”
Rorschach climbed up with difficulty and shouted loudly to Bulcaisuo in front of him. His roar was like a war cry and stirred up a bit of wind.
Anger is a precious emotion for barbarians and a source of strength.
Rorschach's anger is understandable, as it was a choice Tyrael also made.
Use the Destruction World Stone to solve the crisis created by Mephisto and Baal, and also destroy Tyrael's own body.
He just didn't expect to blow up the entire sacred mountain of Arreat into a deep crater.
His intentions were good, but the result was not what he expected.
So the barbarians will not seek revenge on him endlessly, but they will never smile at him.
Correctness and hatred are not contradictory, the barbarians think clearly.
"Rorschach, be prepared. You will get the same thing as me in that secret realm. If I fail, you will only sacrifice yourself as you wish."
Burkeso didn’t even look back.
He has also questioned Rorschach's doubts.
Sacrifice yourself or sacrifice more people?
Sacrifice one person or sacrifice a group?
Many times, he has no choice.
Sacrificing others will cloud justice, while sacrificing oneself will make everything as noble as originally hoped, but it may not solve the problem.
Just like what Tyrell did back then, what did he solve?
He has solved nothing.
Mephisto and Baal are just sealed in the Dark Soul Stone and will one day be freed.
And he, Tyrael, was only reborn in the high-level heaven not long after, and the only ones who were solved were the barbarians who swore to guard the World Stone!
Even the first ancestors who slept on the sacred mountain of Arreat were completely missing and their whereabouts are unknown.
Who can guarantee that everything will go as planned? Only seeing it in person can confirm this.
There are too many people who have tried to walk on the road to becoming a god.
Rathma, the three demon gods of hell, the ancestor of the first generation of barbarians, even the druid ancestor Vasily who was definitely dead, and Malthael who has seen complete hope.
But according to their choices, the only one who was closest to success was Diavolo.
What the Great Demon God never wanted was not for the gorgeous high-level heaven to be shaken by his laughter. What he wanted was always for everything in the world to be dominated by the will of fear!
The Crystal Arch has been shattered. Not only was Diablo's power at that time reaching the level of Tasamet, the seven-headed evil dragon, but it was also the result of the crazy Malthael stealing the remaining power of God Anu!
The Great Demon God just smashed Imperius on the crystal arch, and with a roar, was he able to destroy the spine of God Anu?
Then the god Anu is too weak!
“Rorschach is not qualified to talk to you like this, so what about me?”
Rorschach's eyes turned blue for an instant, and bursts of energy broke through Leoric's cold aura.
In the face of Rorschach's firm belief, Tyrell finally woke up!
"Tyriel, you don't want to fight me. You can't stop a barbarian from doing what he thinks is right."
Madoc stood in front of Rorschach with a loud voice, the giant ax in his hand already placed in front of him.
Burkatho needs to be prepared to absorb the soul of Tyrael, and it is not suitable to fight Tyrael at this time.
Besides, there is no way to kill Tyrell without hurting Rorschach, who is the hope of the future!
"Mardoc, get out of the way! I want to hear how Tyrael, who sacrificed himself and then destroyed the Holy Mountain of Arreat, plans to persuade me now."
Burkethal looked at Tyrell who had destroyed Rorschach's body in front of him, his tone full of disdain.
Even when they rushed to the higher heaven together for Leah, Bulcaisel still had no good feelings toward Tyrael.
Reunion is worth celebrating, provided the old friend doesn't plan to do anything annoying.
“Bulkess, who are you going to sacrifice? Or if you think you can sacrifice yourself, then why shouldn’t others be sacrificed?
Burkeso! You seem to have changed something during this time."
Tyrell's figure emerged from Rorschach's body, not like an old farmer, but with a hood that completely covered his mother's glory.
What he escaped was only his soul, not the body that voluntarily became a "human being".
He is, after all, the aloof archangel of justice, Tyrell who is able to break with Imprius for the sake of justice, and who is willing to make sacrifices for the sake of justice to protect innocent people.
“Tyrell, are you going to stop me with empty words now?
My choice was not approved by you from the beginning, and my sacrifice was the least important in your eyes.
At that time, only the Prius made the choice!
At that time, even hope was hiding somewhere where I couldn’t see it!
What does my action mean?
I choose to be the last hope, courage gives me strength!
Justice is stopping me!
Tyriel, what does your justice protect?
You have completely destroyed the Holy Mountain of Arreat!
You clearly know that the first ancestor is sleeping in that place! Or can you only call out the name 'Bulkess' without any guilt when you face me!"
Bul-Katho stood in front of Tyrael, and at his feet was the battlefield between Leoric and Duriel.
Duriel's muscles wrapped around the skeleton king's bones, and the sound between the two was like frying hot oil in an iron pan!
Duriel's flesh and blood is constantly leaking grease from the outside of Skeleton King's body!
The battle between Leoric and Duriel has already begun, and now Tyrael cannot stop the battle between Leoric and Duriel unless he sacrifices "himself" again.
“Are you going to sacrifice? Is it you or Rorschach? Or do you make the same choice as me, sacrifice Rorschach and yourself, and let justice wait for rebirth?
Just to avoid a possible bad ending!?"
Burkatho shouted aggressively to Tyrell in front of him, and the power in his body began to spread continuously.
Burkatho is the last man standing in the Battle of Arreat. He is the winner of the battle, but all he can defend is the devastation all over the land!
After Baal and Mephisto were completely dissipated in the aftermath of the World Stone explosion, he was the only person present who could still stand.
The disappearance of the three demon gods brought about the conspiracy of the four demon kings to occupy the sanctuary!
The moment Arreat was renamed from the Holy Mountain to the Great Pit, demon cubs all over the mountains and plains appeared in Arreat!
Burkeso could only keep fighting in that situation. When the World Stone exploded, all his energy was consumed!
You can only hold the broken weapon in your hand high, and constantly stir up small bloody waves in the sea of demons!
The demon's sulfurous blood and the stench of sin flooded Bulcaisuo, and the devil's claws wore down Bulcaisuo's armor bit by bit!
Only relying on the strength of the physical body, the tragic battle Bulcaisel experienced would never have been something Tyrael, who detonated the World Stone, could have imagined!
Because of Bulkeso's battle, mankind had the opportunity to escape from the attack of the four demon kings. Because of Bulkeso's fighting, mankind did not experience a painful lesson in that catastrophe.
But after Tyrell regained consciousness, he stood in front of Bulcaisel and told him that everything he did was wrong.
Shouldn't he sacrifice other beings, even if it is for justice?
Why?
“Bulkess, it’s still too late to stop now. Believe me, just like when we were fighting the big devil, please believe me!”
When Tyrell faced Bulcaisel's questioning, he could only keep repeating the three words "believe me".
“Archangel of Justice, you are just Justice now, not the mortal named Tyrael I know!
Believe you? When you wait for the high-level heaven, will you still lose your strength!?
When you were intercepted by the devil's minions in the high heaven as a human, did you really think that you were an archangel of justice?
At that time, apart from seeing Courage fighting continuously with heavy injuries, he might die at any time!
Where are you?
As the last spark of hope, Auriel needs to hide and wait for the moment when hope becomes courage. He will guide the return of Imprius who died in the battle!
What were you doing at that time?
Waiting for justice to be guided by wisdom?
Waiting for fate to send the power of justice to us?
Or are you following the balance of Isreal? Waiting for the demons and nephalem to perish together?
Tyrrell, I didn’t see you during the battle in the Crystal Dome!
I only saw that meaningful look you looked at me after I cut off Yizuer's ring to free him!"
Burkatho's series of roars left Tyrael speechless.
The anger of the barbarians seems justified.
The dark soul stone that sealed the Seven Demon Kings did not require any investigation to know that it was embedded in Leah's body.
Diavolo asked Leah to pierce her body with the Dark Soul Stone just like Aidan.
No one knows the feeling of being stabbed directly through the body by a stone better than Bulkeso.
Because he has experienced it himself.
“Bulkessor, do you need the Archangel of Justice or the mortal named Tyrael?
Is it strength you need or justice itself?
If my appearance can make you restrain your uncontrollable anger, then now I will take off my wings of light for the sake of justice, and just like I said to Imperius, I will voluntarily become a mortal!"
Tyrell finally chose this method to try to quell Bulcaisel's anger.
It is difficult for people to stay rational when they are angry. For Bulcasso, the moment when his anger becomes uncontrollable is when Bulcaiso no longer thinks about his existence and only exists for fighting.
Bulcaisso, who lacked a soul, lost the ability to regain composure in hysterical anger, so Bulcaisso, who knew that all the strength of the barbarians relied on anger, chose the path of curbing his anger.
Completeness is Bulcaisso’s only obsession, but what he pursues is not the completeness itself, but the memory of the past.
“Tyrrell, you are not ‘volunteer’, you are forced!
Whether it was when you faced Imperius or when you face me now, you were forced!
You are righteous, because Prius cannot judge you!
Justice was not you at that time!
Justice should be high! Justice should never end! Justice! It should be like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of all existences!
Tyrrell…”
Burkeso's anger dissipated little by little under his efforts to suppress it.
In a long paragraph, from full of anger at the beginning to plain desolation at the end, Bulcaisso regained his calm.
Tyrael looked at Bulcaisel who had regained his composure before him, and put his hands on his shoulders. The moment he forcefully peeled off the armor from his body, he would descend into this world as a mortal.
The Archangel of Justice is well prepared. He has always been full of determination to uphold justice, but he is missing some necessary things, and this necessary thing is what he rejected from the beginning.
“You are righteous, there is no doubt about it.
But justice and you have never been one. You lack the courage to truly become justice. You are the one who needs courage the most. And I no longer need the Prius to give me courage. I don’t need anything, because I am Bulkay.
So.
My anger is for all injustice! My anger is to become hope! My anger is the courage to resist all injustice!”
This chapter has been completed!