346 Conqueror is not very popular (guaranteed)

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   Hyrab the Conqueror was the most rude even among the barbarians.

Even the berserker Banar would not think that he could match Hailab in terms of "roughness".

 It's just that it's not something to be proud of, and it shouldn't be praised.

 Roughness most of the time means easily hurting the people around you.

Ms. Joy’s chest was penetrated directly by the iron boot, and bursts of hot plasma sprayed out.

Hyrab looked like he had just escaped from a pool of blood, which looked a little disgusting.

He used his free hands to grab Ms. Joy's broken arm, and then pulled her upper body up in a very cruel gesture.

The chest was pierced through Hyrab's legs, making this scene look like the torture that can be seen everywhere in Duriel's lair.

 Can make the viewer feel physical and psychological discomfort.

  But Hairab looked as if he had no regrets for his actions.

 He was not a popular guy when he was alive, and he was even less popular after he died.

Herab, who only knows how to fear those who are stronger and barely remembers that he is a human being, has a deep understanding of cruelty.

 “I still fall for your trick, but I’m better off than that stupid idiot in Kolik!”

The arcane energy in Hylab's body began to get out of control.

 It feels like there are countless little mice burrowing around under the skin, which is a little bit infiltrative.

 But he still expressed his disdain for Kolik as if nothing had happened.

He is probably the only barbarian who doesn't know what respect is.

 “Your life will become one with mine, conqueror! In the end it was I who conquered you.”

Ms. Joy said with difficulty, with a reluctant smile on her face.

 She had a warhammer in her throat that Hyrab had just stuffed into her throat. It was very valuable to be able to say this clearly.

 It’s just that it’s meaningless who is the winner in this battle.

 It’s all death anyway.

 Helab performed very well, just as a warrior.

Compared to Kolik, Hailab didn’t make her appreciate it at all.

 It is difficult for women to appreciate a man who is rough and self-righteous.

 No matter how powerful you are, it is difficult to impress outstanding women.

 Ms. Joy is a succubus, but she can also be called a noble lady...

 It’s just that Bi Chi is used to describe her most of the time.

 “Men conquer the world, and women conquer men. This is the path I have chosen. Your life belongs to me.”

Ms. Joy's voice was filled with resentment. No one knew what this guy had encountered before he turned into a demon.

“Conquer the world? Who wants that?”

Halab smiled for the first time on his face, grinning with slightly yellowed teeth as he spoke.

 The strength in my arms began to increase little by little.

 It's just tearing a demon into pieces, it won't make him feel any regrets.

 Even though these demons may have been human beings who didn’t know how long ago.

“Conqueror is the title given to me by my enemies because I can conquer them. I never feel that the title has any effect, but conquering is the strongest desire among me.

 If you want something, work hard for it yourself. Don't always think about getting nourishment from others like a parasite.

 With such a mentality, when you were draining Kolik dry, didn't he tell you some great truth?"

 Helab said this, and Ms. Joy's body began to make an overwhelmed sound.

 The bones have been completely destroyed by the huge force and have completely lost their function.

 Although Ms. Joy's physical strength is very high, otherwise she would not have been able to withstand Korik's madness back then.

 It's just that the strength is based on the concept of flesh. As for the bones, it is only to the extent that it can support the movement of the physical body.

 Compared to siege assault beasts, they are far behind.

 Ms. Joy’s consciousness began to drift away.

Facing the brutality of the conqueror, she could only be glad that she had succeeded in taking away the life of a powerful barbarian.

Just like what she did on this land back then.

 Hila and Korik are a bit difficult to deal with.

  Or maybe he and all the other barbarians are a bit difficult to deal with.

Likes to put on airs, like to show off, and likes to enjoy other people’s shocked looks.

Happiness for vanity is his truest self.

  He cannot understand the compassion of a warrior like Kolik.

He would only sneer at Bulkeso's all-carrying compassion and anger.

 But he is also the purest one.

 Force is his method and the only guarantee for him to get everything he wants!

“Ms. Joy, isn’t this the only name you have? If so, I’m afraid I won’t be able to carve a tombstone for you.”

These were the last words that Corik said to Lady Joy.

 This is also the last sentence that Kolik said as a living person.

 Then comes a long death.

 Lady Joy was not awakened until recently.

The reason why she didn't want to go to Kolik was that besides being unable to bear the kind of super-speed "pampering", she felt that she couldn't bear the look in Kolik's eyes that exuded compassion for life even when he was venting.

“Kelik is a good man, but I met him too late.”

Lady Joy said this as she lay dying.

Had she met Korik before she turned into a succubus, maybe she wouldn't have embarked on this path out of desire.

  Kelik has the power to heal people's hearts. For the traumatized Lady Joy, such a man is very attractive.

 “Yeah, it’s too late. Get ready to sleep!”

Halab released his hold on Lady Joy's broken arm and pulled his legs out of her body.

 Then he hugged the succubus's waist tightly!

 The two figures looked as if they were about to dance, even though they now seemed to have lost their human form.

 “I hate hearing about how good other people are, because! If I were still alive, they would all have to bow their heads in front of me!”

 Helab said this.

 The demeanor became a little cruel.

 Looks like a hyena baring its teeth.

“Of course Kerik is a good man, but he has been married a long time ago. It was just an accident between you and him.”

Halab said this, and then slowly tightened his arms around Ms. Joy's waist.

 Just like a big python wrapped around its prey, tightly wrapped around it!

“If we could have met earlier, before you met Korik, before you became a demon, maybe you would like the feeling of being conquered by me.”

 Helab said this.

 Then the arcane energy in the body began to explode.

Almost in an instant, more than a dozen wounds appeared on his body.

 Amid the severe pain, the strength in his arms increased again.

 The pain will make him furious.

Perhaps a Hyrab who has completely lost his anger can become a popular ancestor.

 But a barbarian needs a warrior, not a heartthrob!

“I’m not a good man, but I can at least let my wife have everything I have, instead of being so stingy as Korik who can’t even entrust herself to herself.”

Halab continued to speak.

 The eyes are full of desire.

 At the moment before the battle was about to end, Hairab no longer had to maintain its responsibility as a warrior.

 Both existences are coming to an end!

 The difference is that Hyrab will be eliminated, while Lady Joy will only sleep forever.

 “You will never find a lover you like. You don’t know how to be gentle and accept the love of others.”

 Lady Joy’s body was reduced to ashes by Hyrab’s power, leaving only this sentence.

“I don’t understand why those women always avoided me when I was alive. Even if they bothered that amorous guy from Warusk, they wouldn’t even come close to me for even a moment.”

Halab said with a gloomy look on his face.

 The arcane energy in his body fully exploded.

 The flesh and blood exploded, and only a few strands of his beard and hair could be seen on the ground.

 This time he died with dignity, at least more dignified than Kolik.

 He died in battle, not because his life force was completely sucked out.

 “Do demons also have feelings?”

Spider-Man muttered quietly on the side.

As the saying goes, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Spider-Man, who really saw the devil, came up with some ideas.

“Devils are intelligent beings, and of course they have feelings.”

  Cassius appeared here in the state of a soul, looking at everything around him with some irritability.

 He is here to protect the two little guys, Constantine and Spider-Man.

 Helab informed them of his movements the moment he was eliminated.

 The conqueror went to rest.

 He doesn’t plan to get involved in the rest of the matter.

 “Then why can’t we get along well...”

 “Are you a fool?”

Spider-Man’s stupid question was directly interrupted by Cassius.

“Is human’s love for pets fake? But have you ever seen human beings who would put their pets on the same level as themselves? Unfortunately, in the eyes of demons and angels, humans are the same thing.”

  Cassius glanced at the battle marks left on the ground and then came to Spider-Man's side.

The soul-eating beast that couldn't stick out its tongue took a few steps back and made room.

 When faced with their ancestors who appeared in the form of souls, these demons understood that launching an attack would lead to bad consequences.

 So Soul Eater chose to give in.

 Even though this kind of demon exists to better target those in soul form.

 For example, wizards and witch doctors.

 When their fragile bodies are exposed to tongue thrusting, most of them can get a passionate kiss and then use the drug in a hurry.

 A few will die directly.

 “Pet?”

Spider-Man said hesitantly.

 He had some difficulty distinguishing these.

 “Do you want to leave? I think you’ve almost reached your limit.”

 Cassius crossed his arms and said.

 He doesn’t seem very interested in Spider-Man.

This battle is boring, even for the ancestors.

"I want to fight for a while longer. I remember Bulcaisel said our lives would not be in danger."

Spider-Man said this.

“That’s why I say that fighting without death is of no value at all. It will only make you lose your respect for life.”

 Cassius left cursing.

 He has to go to the next place.

 …

 “Let this fight end, Bulcaisel.”

 Johanna said lightly.

 There seems to be no point in continuing the fight.

Tyriel has admitted defeat, and the new recruits have experienced firsthand what it's like to fight demons.

 It’s almost time to end this and take a good rest.

 “Diablo is coming soon and I want to meet him.”

Burkeso said this, and then patted Leah on the head.

He still has an account to settle with Diavolo. After leaving this environment, it will be difficult for their actions to avoid the eyes of the gods of this world.

Aurel squinted her eyes and smiled.

Burkeso is thinking about those Eternal guys from the perspective of imaginary enemies.

this is a good news.

It is certain that Annihilation is on the opposite side.

 The integration of the two worlds has always been dominated by the more powerful one.

 “Do you finally know how to compromise?”

Aurel asked with a smile, hoping to hear a positive answer from Bulcasso's mouth.

 But she will be disappointed eventually.

 Barbarians compromise? That seems like a joke.

 “I will let Diavolo know how he should face me.”

Burkeso said in a somewhat stiff tone.

 It is not time to end the fight yet.

 Kanai has not completed his sacrifice yet, please wait for a while.

Those ancestors will give enough weight to fight for Kanai's departure.

“As expected, you are all stubborn.”

 Aurel said lightly.

 What she came here was not a consciousness, but a real entity.

“Just like Israel? Balance? What kind of balance is he? A fool who only holds back both sides.”

Burkeso said casually.

 The way Israel maintains balance is not by making both sides equally strong, but by weakening the stronger side.

 It is difficult to strengthen one side, but he is very good at holding him back.

 “Just like Imprius.”

Aurel said a name that surprised Bulcasso.

 What is the significance of mentioning Imperial at this time?

 Courage's stubbornness is well known to all, but his purity is also obvious to all.

It's better to deal with Imprius than with a guy like Tyrael.

 “What did he do?”

Burkeso had a hunch that the Prius might have done something stupid, which inevitably made him a little concerned.

“He divided his strength into those rings, into which the lamp of righteousness was divided.”

Aurel said casually, seemingly testing Bulcasso's attitude.

"Purpose."

Burkeso's eyes looked at Auriel, slowly refusing to accept her.

Facing the serious Bulcasso, Auriel also gave up the idea of ​​selling out.

“The remnants of another world. Obviously this world saw another world long before it saw us.

 I think that encounter was not as peaceful as the one we experienced.”

Aurel raised her eyebrows and said.

 Hope is everywhere.

 When Auriel came into this world, she felt the hope in the world, as if she had a master.

 It’s just that hope is dim with only a little spark left.

Burkeso thought for a moment, and his expression became a little dull.

“So, our allies may have deceived us?”

 “At least they’re hiding something.”

 Aurel answered in the affirmative.

“What can I do? Stand in front of mankind and say loudly that I am the savior of mankind? Stop talking nonsense, no one will believe it.”

Burkeso continued angrily:

“Don’t try to package me as a god. You and I both know what the nature of a god is. The destiny of human beings should be controlled by humans themselves.”

 Aurel closed her eyes, and she was ready to leave.

 It is not easy to convince the barbarians, at least you have to give them enough time to think about it.

 Especially since the High Heavens and the Nephalem were never one and the same.

 While cooperating with each other, there must be some reservations.

“Bulkess, how long can you protect your people? Surrounded by countless evil spirits, even now you have the help of Johanna, but you have to know that you are only one person.”

Aurel seemed to be warning, but also a bit like a threat.

 The exaltation of the higher heavens has lasted for countless years.

 Even though they are in awe of Bulkesso's power, they still have countless means.

 “Leiko is resurrected.”

Burkeso said coldly.

 The resurrected Leiko is enough to guard everything on the Holy Mountain.

Even if the archangels come to attack, and with Volusk controlling the will of the Holy Mountain, the Holy Mountain is still unbreakable.

 There is no World Stone to detonate this time.

Those who want to destroy the barbarians are just dreaming!

Aurel choked at Bulkeso's words, with a somewhat embarrassed smile on her face.

“But you can’t have a child with Leiko.”

Aurel said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Then Bulcaisso grabbed Leah and asked Leah to face Auriel.

"No, no! Leah is not your child. She is Aidan's child. She will not inherit everything from you, she will inherit Canduras..."

 “She is my daughter, my child! The continuation of my life!”

Burkeso stared at Auriel and said.

“No one will inherit your illusory goals, Bulcaisel.”

 Aurel said this.

 Just like the one who stepped on the soft rope witnessed by Zarathustra.

Perhaps as long as some commonplace things trigger thinking, no matter how familiar the road is, it will become full of dangers.

 At that time, no one will carry the body of Bulcaisel who fell from a height to seek answers.

 This is the consensus among most of the archangels.

 “This sentence should not come from Hope’s mouth.”

Burkeso looked at Auriel in front of him as if he wanted to get to know the person in front of him again.

“Just because I am hope, I know that hope is slim.”

 Aurel left the "Secret Realm" after saying these words.

 “I hope I don’t think much of you! Burqaso. Hahahaha!”

Jotun Kule laughed.

 Zoltun Kule looked down upon what Bulkesso was carrying!

 Compared with a grand wish, he believes more in dominance and strength itself.

What Bulcaisso can do is as long as he is still moving forward towards a greater dream.

 Power and domination are just vassals!

The Nephalem are great. Zoltun Kule firmly believes in this.

 “Hope is everywhere.”

Burkeso muttered casually and raised his eyes to look at the rotating Kanai's Box.

 He felt that the changes there were coming to an end.

 Thinking about it, the ancestors’ attack on Baal should also be effective.

 A premeditated explosion allowed those guys to experience firsthand the rage of barbarians when faced with an explosion.

This kind of plan does not need to be carried out without concealing it from Bulqessor.

 The battle must have an outcome.

 Whether it is defeat or victory, survival or death.

 These must have results.

 “Bulkess, when will you tell me your plans?”

Johanna looked at Bulcaisel with a critical eye.

 From Auriel's words, she noticed something.

 These young Nephalem still know too little about Bul-Katho.

 The power of time will create a gap between all people.

 “You are still young, Johanna.”

Burkeso pushed off perfunctorily.

 “I’m not strong enough?”

Johanna asked rhetorically.

 In her opinion, the words "young" and "weak" mentioned by Bulquesso can almost be equated.

 “Father, father.”

Lea grabbed Bulkesso's rough hand and shouted in an unfamiliar tone.

kind people always have too many troubles.

 The more kind you are, the more troubles you will have.

 This is the norm.

 “Leah, where do you plan to open your tavern?”

Burkeso said casually.

 Changed the previous topic.

 “I haven’t thought about it yet, as long as I can be closer to you.”

Lea followed what Bulcaisso said.

 She is very firm, but also very considerate. Even though she still has a lot of doubts in her heart, she still chooses to keep them in her heart.

Burkeso held Leah's hand and let out a long sigh.

This was the first time that people, including Johanna, had seen such a long sigh from Bulcaisel.

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