"Ha! Bulcasso! Bulcasso! This is a name I will never forget even if I live to the end of time!"
Are you ready now? Or do you just want to come to me?
Pour out your anger on me, a ‘weak person’ who is almost unable to even fight back in front of you!?”
Barr laughed and looked directly into Bulcaisel's eyes through the film.
The words are full of provocation, or teasing.
Barbarians never bully the weak.
And in front of Bulcaisuo, Barr didn't even care about calling himself a "weak"!
“Is the Demon of Destruction considered weak?”
Bulcaisel used the Oath Keeper in his hand to scratch the film left by the Shadow Fang little by little, making a sharp sound.
Then he stopped at a place more suitable for the use of force.
"If you are weak, then what is the existence that dies in your hands?"
Bulcaisel said as the Oath Keeper in his hand squeezed into the film little by little, making an overwhelming sound like when glass is about to break!
A primitive legend began to glow with a fire that was brighter than blood.
“I can eat you in the Burning Hell, and then the Shadowfangs will have no power to stop me.
Or are you planning to take a gamble? Are you betting that your remaining will and the favor of the Burning Hell can completely keep me inside? Wait for Diavolo to come to your door!?"
The Oathkeeper's blade had completely penetrated the membrane, and then pierced into Baal's body bit by bit.
The flames were burning, making a series of burning sounds of fat on Baal's body.
Barr stood where he was, still looking directly at Bulkesso.
After a long time, at the moment when Bulcaisel's arm finally squeezed a gap in the isolated defense, he finally spoke.
“You will no longer realize our dreams, Bulcaisel.
The archangels will never be so easy on you."
Barr spoke word by word.
There is definitely not much kindness in such words, but this is also the truth he knows!
He was expressing to Bulcaisel that he had different thoughts about the existence of the Prius. Bulcaisu had heard this reminder from Zortun Kule countless times in the past years.
Burkeso took a step forward with his eyes wide open.
The body has begun to expand.
The fury of the berserker is about to be revealed!
The main purpose of this protection is to prevent people inside from getting out. It is not impossible to come in from the outside.
Faced with a hell demon, is there any need for Bulcaisel to compromise?
The crack is getting wider and wider, and bits and pieces of energy can already be seen falling to the ground, melting into the ground of the Burning Hell.
Those souls who have continuously fallen into the Burning Hell do not even have a chance to look at this place at this time, and directly turn into pure energy to fill this protection.
After tearing Baal apart, the reckless devouring can certainly give Bulcaisel more power.
But the “consequences” cannot be ignored.
Perhaps Bulquesso was still hesitant to apply pressure in such a slow way.
“Stop it!”
Bar took a long breath and waved to summon the two original legendary gems.
He still gave in.
Even if he guessed what Tyrael had done, he still didn't have the qualifications to act arrogantly in front of Bulcaisel.
“I hope that when you come next time, you will be able to finish me off.”
Barr said seriously, with a smile in his eyes.
Human beings have never been taken seriously by angels and demons, they only value their power.
Bar took a step forward holding the two gems.
Let the tip of the Oath Keeper's knife cut open his chest, revealing the beating heart in the endless emptiness.
Burkeso was moved for a moment.
"I knew it!"
Burkeso gritted his teeth and took the two gems from Baal's outstretched hand.
Then he looked at Baal, and the changes on his body disappeared.
The endless anger also faded away little by little.
That heart is familiar to Bulqueso.
That's the heart of another Bulcaisel!
The explosion of the World Stone destroyed most of the first ancestor's body, but he still had the possibility to survive.
How can life without death be completely finished?
The reason why he had to try to take over the bodies of his descendants was exactly this!
No matter how strong your body is through training, it will never satisfy the first generation ancestors compared to the original body!
Angels and demons separated what was left of his body, leaving an ethereal possibility.
Collecting his own remains is what he needs to do!
“Boom!”
Bulkessor thrust his fist into Baal's chest, tightly grasped the heart with his rough hands, and pulled him out of Baal's body!
There is no messy blood vessels or blood, only an empty heart that keeps beating.
From here Bulcaisel can feel the cold fury, the brutal fury!
“Is this price enough? Bulcaisel.”
Barr's tone returned to coldness and fearlessness.
The price has been paid!
“This is interest.”
Burkeso held the heart with one hand and turned around.
“When Diavolo finds you, it will be your end. You should think about whether you want me to bring you the end!”
Burkeso’s words were like a warning.
A smile spread across Barr's face.
Without that heart, Barr was undoubtedly a little weaker.
But he wouldn't worry at all, because Diavolo wouldn't do that.
The demon kings of hell enjoy the protection of Bulkatho in this world, and no one will kill them before Bulkatho.
As long as Bulcaisel still wants to become a creator god, he will not sit back and watch these guys who have died ten thousand times disappear early!
Angels and demons regard humans as dolls, prey and food!
This is a natural opposition!
“You will eat me up, but I will live on forever!”
Baal smiled, the Burning Hell was turbulent and started to move!
There are no losers this time!
But there is no winner!
Tyriel lost his status as an archangel, but fulfilled his agreement with Bulcaisel.
Got it, the possibility of Yizuer returning to his original posture!
The barbarians obtained the status of the Archangel of Justice, but the recipient was not Bulcaisel.
Bulkatho’s road ahead is full of twists and turns, but he can’t resent Tyrael!
Bar killed Mephisto and lost the heart that originally belonged to the barbarian in his body.
Handed two original legendary gems into the hands of Bulqessor.
But he is safe for now!
Only Bulcaisu, nothing has been gained!
In other words, I got a heavy burden!
A person is rendered in the colors of the higher heavens by the person of the Archangel of Justice.
This could be the beginning of trouble.
Justice is always stubborn!
And Rorschach is as stubborn as a stone!
…
“Ally, it seems that there are some problems with your plan.”
Diavolo sat on the throne and spoke to Annihilation.
The Burning Hell will not shield Diavolo from its events, and now he has another good show to watch!
Tyrrell made a clever move, but it couldn't stop Bulcaisel.
That man arranged everything and made all preparations hundreds of years ago.
Time is not an issue that he cannot handle.
The Nephalem have enough life to wait, and this is ideal.
Diavolo looked at the annihilation in front of him with some evil intentions.
But Annihilation was unmoved by Diavolo's eyes.
Diavolo almost guessed some of Bulcaisel’s thoughts.
These gods are likely to be targets of barbarians.
These guys have never worshiped divine authority, but only worshiped things that already existed in nature.
Diavolo was very curious as to what this guy's expression would be like when Bulcaisel put his two swords on Annihilation's neck.
How can there be no grudges between humans and non-humans?
“You still owe me a share of destruction!”
Annihilation said this.
Finally turned his head and looked at Diavolo.
But his innermost thoughts were exposed in fear.
Diavolo smiled, finally losing the face of Kull, the God of Fear, and standing on the ruins of Asgard!
When Baal gained temporary safety, he did the same!
The archangel's personality only has balance and wisdom, while the devil of hell only has destructive fear and weak lies.
This is not equivalent.
So there is always one hell demon who will get longer time.
The Fear Demon God is confident that, as the strongest among the Hell Demon Kings, he will be the one to get this opportunity.
Bar is now like a chicken in captivity, and can only place his life on the "mercy" of the barbarians.
As for Belial, that fool will be exposed soon.
“Yes, but the damage is there, you can get it anytime.”
Diavolo grinned.
Sparks are constantly flying in the fangs!
Bar is right there, he dare not come out!
Leaving the place of Burning Hell is seeking death.
As for Annihilation, as long as he goes in and plunders everything from Baal, he can get everything he wants.
But it will also attract Bulcaisel’s attention!
This is great!
Diablo’s teeth were rubbing together, and a burst of dark smoke was being swallowed along with the high temperature.
"I will only get destruction from you, or inform death of your location."
Annihilation threatens somewhat feebly.
He has put an end to Leoric, and death has become, if not a life-and-death antagonism between him and him harmonious.
As for Diavolo, he is not afraid of this kind of thing.
Annihilation fell into this chaotic whirlpool the moment it started!
“That guy is a chicken that was kept in captivity in my house. I allow you, the great and powerful Annihilation, to enter my house and take away the food that I kept in captivity as a testimony of our cooperation!
As long as you need it again, you can take that guy away at any time."
Diavolo’s voice was rough and his intonation was acidic.
In this cooperation, Diavolo gained the leadership position!
Crack sound.
The channel of communication between Diavolo and Annihilation has been severed.
Annihilation has no way to speak.
Diavolo smiled and turned his attention to another place.
At this time, there are more interesting things than paying attention to Bulkeso!
For example, how should Tyrael, who is seriously injured and dying, face Israel, the last archangel in this world!
…
“Tyrrell, the choice you made surprises me.”
Isreal stood on the crystal dome looking at Tyrael who was covered in scars.
This time, he finally escaped from the blue guy's sight.
Standing in front of Tyrell in his true form with little power, this is unusual.
And Israel has always been the most mysterious one, and there is no way to understand it.
“Ahem!”
Tyrrell wanted to speak, but immediately spat out a mouthful of blood!
His injuries are still affecting his body.
The human body is too fragile.
It’s just that neither Yizuer, who was standing aside, nor Israel, who looked like a scribe, had any intention of saving him.
Just watching silently.
But it seemed that Tyrell was not surprised at all.
Israel was once given the name of destiny, but it was not based on his innate personality.
his person is called balance, and the name destiny means that his will cannot be changed!
“Isreal, it seems that you want to resume your activities as the Archangel of Destiny? So...”
Tyrrell's face looked ugly, but with a bit of relief.
"So, I have taken a fancy to the powerful power in your body. Your justice has never made good use of your power!"
Israel said this.
Holding the parchment in his hand, he was writing and drawing on it with a quill.
He had no intention of hiding himself, and he didn't even mean to look Tyrell in the eye.
Now, there is only one Archangel!
Then he is the only ruler in the higher heaven!
“I have made preparations and arranged the backup plan, but you will eventually become a loser! Your destiny should not be controlled by someone!”
Even though it was difficult for Tyrell to breathe, he still spoke firmly.
Just as he couldn't accept Bulcaisel as the creator god, he couldn't accept Israel as the supreme destiny that determines the beginning and end of all life.
“Now, what else can you do to stop me? Do you still think Yizuer is some noble angel of judgment standing behind you?”
Israel continued to write and draw, chatting casually with Tyrael.
After Yizuel swallowed another angel with the power of judgment, he was no longer the simple judge.
Now expect Izual, an angel with complicated thoughts who has experienced endless suffering and torture, to still stand behind Tyrael?
The writing is a bit whimsical.
Balance never does anything that is uncertain!
“I have Bulcaisel’s blood in my body.”
Tyrrell said this.
The first generation of barbarians were calculated to death.
The blood was taken away by Tyrael.
The heart was captured by Baal.
The remaining limbs were intercepted by Rathma, and these are now reasons for fighting for Bulqessor!
“I know, I won’t touch these things.”
Israel raised his head and glanced at Tyrael.
The eyes are cold.
It seems a bit blue in it.
"you are dreaming."
Tyrrell said this.
In exchange, Israel looked at him like a fool.
“Are you still planning to shout ‘Go find the Nephalem’ now? You will not be trusted by Bul-Katho. This is fate!”
Israel walked up to Tyrael.
Pressing the eyelid roll in his hand to Tyrell's face, he muttered something.
“Isreal.”
Yizur murmured the name of the Archangel of Balance, and touched the arm covered with demon skin.
But it still failed to stop Israel's actions.
"I have been waiting for you, foolish man, to perish for too long. I have been waiting for this day when you followed Malthael and kept asking what justice is.
Without the guidance of wisdom, justice will only be exploited.
This is fate! Luck!”
Isreal completed his preparations.
Tyrrell's body was shaking continuously.
The blood in the wound continued to splash, staining the parchment red!
The bright red blood and power flowed into Israel's body little by little along with this medium.
“Destiny is just a lie...”
Tyrrell left his last words, and his body suddenly exploded!
Left a pool of blood on the floor of the crystal dome that cannot be washed away!
This is the only blood stain on the High Heaven.
"The power of fate is absolute. Even wisdom has never violated my will! And I am fate!"
Israel’s final declaration!
He continued to regain his strength, and soon reached the peak he had been at before, and then crossed the peak and continued to circle higher!
“The next one is hope! Destiny rules everything, and hope is the last thing you need!”
Israel stood up and said coldly.
Yizur on one side was trembling all over and lying on the ground.
The origin of the devil is eroding his heart, and severe conflicts and pain are climbing up his body!
“You only have angels and demons in your body, that’s why it’s like this.
Now, get your share of humanity and you will be fine."
Isreal said this!
He pointed to the direction of the spring behind the gate.
There are two humans there.
Even if they call themselves gods, they are just humans.
God! Will not bleed!
This chapter has been completed!