Death is currently staying with Dr. Manhattan, and both of them seem a little idle.
It's not that they don't have anything worth paying attention to right now, but it's that there really isn't anything easy to communicate between them at this time.
Ideas or dreams are not something precious to these two people, but what is happening is more worthy of their attention.
Such as the power gathered on Mount Harrogas.
A large group of powerful ancestor spirits, as well as two archangels, and the Nephalem in addition to the barbarians.
Such a power is definitely not something that can be ignored, especially after Doctor Manhattan gained knowledge of the Nephalem from the body of the Archangel Israel of Balance.
The cautious attitude of the barbarians towards the existence of Malthael is somewhat puzzling to Death and Doctor Manhattan.
Of course, it's not because they think Malthael, the archangel, is unworthy of attention, but the knowledge about archangels that Dr. Manhattan shared with Death does not include any description of the combat effectiveness of the archangel of wisdom.
Of course Malthael, the Archangel of Wisdom, has corresponding battle records, but no matter how Dr. Manhattan searched the memories left by Israel, he could not find any footage of Malthael in battle.
This is very unusual!
As a fighting force that corresponds to the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, Israel cannot recall the fighting posture of his brother Malthael. This can already explain the problem.
However, the Archangel of Justice is recognized as the most powerful among the Archangels, followed by the Archangel of Courage who is somewhat stubborn and reckless.
This kind of memory makes it impossible for Dr. Manhattan to estimate Malthael's true strength. The only record that can be used as a measurement is the battle between Bulcaisel and Malthael that led to the connection between the two worlds.
But just as he couldn't estimate Malthael's power, he basically knew nothing about Bulkatho.
Maybe Death can have some understanding of Bulcaisel's power, but this doesn't seem to be credible.
Because Dr. Manhattan doesn't know much about the power of death now.
The situation seems to have reached a strange impasse.
Although Dr. Manhattan still did not fully believe the information that came from the memory of Archangel Israel of Balance, it was precisely because of this that they were surprised by the caution of the barbarians.
A wise archangel with the power of death, he is indeed a being who makes even death itself curious.
But Death had felt the power from Malthael a long time ago.
It was when she first had a conflict with Bulcaisuo that the power of death, like a cone of bones, truly surprised death itself.
A pure death, in which there is no corresponding life to maintain "balance".
This goes against the understanding of death and breaks Dr. Manhattan's understanding of balance.
It is also for this reason that Death cannot understand why the powers she and Malthael possess make the barbarians, or the Nephalem, so cautious.
Death only targets the power of life, and dead people will not die again.
"Is there anything else in that archangel's memory that I don't know that you feel the need to tell me now?"
Death sat on her seat very immodestly, and she changed into that girl's posture again.
The feeling of loss and loneliness can almost spread from her beautiful body.
No matter whether it is the posture of the skeleton or the current posture of the girl, death is infinitely more beautiful.
The existence of a life from birth to end contains countless possibilities. As the incarnation of these two rules, all the beauty of life can be found in death.
But Dr. Manhattan cannot see the corresponding ugliness of life in death.
This is another violation of balance, and now Dr. Manhattan is even beginning to wonder if he has unknowingly been influenced by Israel, the Archangel of Balance.
In other words, he has become part of the plan of the Archangel of Balance.
The purpose of death is to destroy the world. This unknown purpose became the reason for the demise of Tyrael and Israel.
So will Dr. Manhattan, who knows almost nothing about the Archangel of Balance, become part of a conspiracy, and will he not wake up until the moment of his death?
Uneasiness slowly crept into the heart of this man-turned-god.
"There are some, but it's not the time yet."
Dr. Manhattan said this, his blue body was shrouded in the hooded robe of the Archangel of Balance. This look seemed to make him a little bit uncomfortable.
This does not seem so strange, after all, shame is a manifestation of "civilization" and "morality" produced by a "human being".
Dr. Manhattan finally regained his long-lost humanity from Israel, but that memory is really a long time ago.
Feeling the clothes on the surface of his body, even though they were made of energy, the feeling of the clothes rubbing against his skin still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Humanity and divinity may not be completely opposites, but neither do they stand on the same footing.
This is a novel experience for Dr. Manhattan, comparable to the time when he was first blasted to pieces by energy.
"Not the time? I'm not interested anymore.
It's just that the cooperation that can be achieved between us, or death and balance, seems to only lead to the balance of life groups.
Could it be that you learned from that archangel how to target or even restrain me, turning me into the kind of person you need that no longer contains personal will?
What I know, I know from Leoric, is that death in the world over there was originally an emotionless, pure rule without humanity.
In any case, it is reasonable to have doubts about you."
Death spoke slowly, his voice a little pleasant.
Death is just the end of life, but what envelopes her is fear and mystery.
Beauty always becomes more eye-catching when it is born between ugliness, and flowers only look particularly beautiful when they bloom in the mud.
A layer of thin veil, no one can completely see through death.
It's like no one can understand the meaning of life.
It is not a life in human cognition, nor is it an existence endowed with philosophical thinking.
Death is death, the incarnation of a rule with personality.
Or is it that even the name Death is just the closest to the original meaning given by the individual Death in a way that humans can understand?
Because the moment life reaches its end, it no longer has the qualification to convey death to life.
Has anyone seen an athlete who has completed everything in track and field competitions set foot on the same track again?
This statement does not seem to be very appropriate, but adding a description such as "human beings cannot step into the same river" may be more appropriate.
Dr. Manhattan didn't say a word to this, and he didn't know whether it was because Death was right or because he didn't know how to answer what Death said.
The feeling of being a new human being is different, and Dr. Manhattan may not be ready for it yet.
"I'm uneasy. If the purpose of those Nephalem is not to simply kill Malthael, the archangel of wisdom, or if they know very well that Malthael, as a wise man, will not step into this obvious trap, then their
What's the purpose?
The power they have gathered together will not make it easy even for you and me."
Dr. Manhattan seems to have regained a little bit of the worries that are unique to humans. Such changes make death faintly smile.
Death cannot kill rules, but it can control life.
The more human Dr. Manhattan becomes, the closer he is to being controlled by death.
The existence that evolved from man to god can never get rid of the beginning of being a "human". Perhaps death is slowly taking control of the current situation.
"When you become a human being, you will probably understand. The process of life does not just have two parts: the beginning and the end. The filling in between is the real highlight."
Death raised her head, her neck as slender and elegant as a swan.
Even though she is beautiful now, Dr. Manhattan has no idea of appreciating her.
"During the time I spent with Israel, I realized that balance does not only affect one person. Just like hope may be early or late, as long as there is no change in general, it can be regarded as balance.
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Non-living things will escape your control, but nothing can escape the principle of balance."
Dr. Manhattan spoke in Israel's tone, and the name "Destiny" suddenly flashed in his mind.
Now he seems to have found a little feeling of Israel, and then focuses his attention on Inaris!
Originally, the Archangel's existence was supposed to be Inarius of Destiny, and Israel only obtained this person through the choice of fate.
So where does Inarius exist now?
"It seems you understand. I declare the beginning of life and judge the end of life. The existence that fills it has never been balanced.
In other words, Balance has long been aware of the problem!
Don’t say you don’t know the power of the Life Tribunal, it is our balance. But in whose hands is destiny?”
Death smiled, with a blush on his fair face. It didn't look like he was shy, but more like the blush caused by excitement!
"That's not enough!"
Anger has been found in Dr. Manhattan's voice!
This feeling was like the moment when he was calculated by the Pharaoh, the real human limit that he knew, and the moment when he directly teleported away the reporters, his former wife, and the chattering crowd around him.
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The emergence of anger is not completely unfamiliar to Dr. Manhattan.
But along with the anger comes the shame that will show its power only after the anger subsides!
He finally realized that in the process of "abandoning his humanity", it seemed that everything was not developing according to his will.
His will seems to be a plaything in the hands of "destiny"!
"Of course it's not enough! This world should be destroyed! The other world should also be destroyed! But only one world can be saved, but it depends on whether they have the qualifications."
Death raised his hand, and his long fingers gently touched his lips.
The thin lips seemed to have the color of blood at this moment. A dark, or chaotic rose appeared in her hand, slowly blooming, then withering. Blooming again, then withering.
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This repeated process made Dr. Manhattan close his eyes!
He finally realized that his gradually awakening humanity had become the handle that controlled death!
And he seemed to feel the beauty of being a human being!
If such a change occurred when he was alone, Dr. Manhattan would probably smile freely and embrace "humanity".
But now is not the right time!
"The two worlds you want to destroy are our present and our past? I won't stop you, but at least I will be the last witness."
Dr. Manhattan spoke in the calmest tone. He himself was not sure whether he was showing weakness now.
"Because you are the one who has the best control in my eyes. After all, I don't have the ability to make eternity and the court of life become human beings. I can't defeat them because they have never become life themselves."
Death slowly stood up from his seat, and the lights suddenly lit up in the originally gloomy kingdom of the dead!
Where the light shines, countless souls begin and then end like roses held in the hands of death.
This place is the home of death, and it is simply not a place where Dr. Manhattan can tell the "truth".
Death will not give him this opportunity. As long as he still intends to usher in the end he has seen, he will make such a choice.
Even if he is not a child of time, Dr. Manhattan is still loved by time.
It's just that everything he saw is not unchangeable.
"There seems to be a balance between humans and non-humans."
Dr. Manhattan spoke in his most divine tone, and the light in his eyes became unprecedentedly bright.
In this gaze that was comparable to high beam, no one could see his eyes.
Under the hood that covered half of his face, his face could not be seen clearly.
But the pair of wings from the Archangel of Balance are also shining!
"That's why I came to you. The power of balance can influence the boundaries! Human or non-human, right or wrong, left or right, aren't you the one who has the final say?
My Archangel of Balance, although now you are called Dr. Manhattan."
Death said in a voice full of ridicule, which was a bit flirty.
It's just that she is exuding an aura that makes people feel scared! And the girl's posture was replaced by the appearance of a skeleton at this time!
The world is still changing, and that's not bad news when it comes to death!
Thanos, the world-destroying Titan, is heading towards the earth. Death will see something he is interested in. As for the future plan, it has not yet arrived, but it is not far away!
This chapter has been completed!