Vera didn't care at all about the direct attack on Yin Na just now.
Not to mention feeling embarrassed or guilty.
As for Bulqueso...he didn't do it himself because he did it just to save Vera's face.
If he hadn't seen that Vera was already behind Yin Na, then Bulcaisuo would have been the one who launched the attack.
As for Natsubo... although this guy is not weak at all when fighting head-on, he rarely likes to fight face-to-face.
"Keep drinking?"
Natsubo shook the wine bowl.
"Then continue.
Although Johanna is still young, the title 'Johanna' is not young at all.
The earliest Johanna should be able to date back to the time when Volusk was still alive.
She cannot be defeated, at least not by an Inaris."
Vera put the dagger back.
Then he sat on the ground again.
"I still feel like there's something wrong with Inaris."
Bulcasso frowned, he was a little worried.
"Quickly put away your style of being the strong and taking on everything!
I remember when I first met you, you were even behind Madoc learning his fighting methods."
Vera looked sideways at Bulcasso and said.
"Madoc went to bed too.
I followed him and observed him for several days, and then I realized that that bastard knew the outcome of the battle before it started.
It’s even accurate to the point of knowing how to make moves!
Don’t you think this is cheating?”
Bulcasso looked at the two old guys sitting on the ground, and after letting out a long breath, he also chose to sit down.
"Battle prophet, right?
That guy had that ability when he was a teenager.
But I'm still curious why he never accepted your challenge?
Ordinarily he should know whether he can defeat you.
I remember you were not strong at that time."
Vera asked curiously.
She only asked after Madoc had fallen asleep forever.
"I asked him this question.
He said that he had never defeated me in the 'future' he had seen.
Obviously at that time, he could kill the elite demons alone.
At that time, it would take me a long time to kill a warrior team."
Bulcaisel shook his head, obviously not intending to delve into the answer to this question.
This question was a problem at the time, but as Bulcaisel pieced together Uldyssian's identity from other people's mouths bit by bit, he got an answer.
Most likely, the situation that Madoc foresees will not involve Bulcaisel as his opponent.
After all, the barbarian prophets only received the blessing of Inaris.
In the eyes of Inaris, Bulcaisel and Uldyssian are probably the same thing...
"Well, let's have a drink.
You have to drink at least three jars of wine before doing anything else.
It was a rare time for just the three of us to get together and drink.
Without the noisy Li Min, there is no silent Sonya.
Not to mention Johanna who just looked at us like a drunkard!
It’s a great day!”
Natsubo pretended to be very happy and shouted.
In fact, only he knows whether he really thinks such a party is great.
“Is the sky a part of nature?
If it doesn't count, it's normal.
But if the sky is also a part of nature, then how dare Yin Na stand in front of me?"
Bulcaisel took out the black bread he had taken a bite of before and took another bite.
It made a sound like wood being broken...
"You ask us this question?
Doesn’t the natural authority rest with you? Why do you ask us!?”
Vera glared at Bulqueso angrily.
She always felt that Bulqueso's question was like showing off.
"It's like you mastered the commandments and a small piece of hatred and then understood all these powers!
I didn’t see you wiping off Mephisto’s neck with a dagger.”
Bulquesso took the wine jar and filled Vera with wine.
"The problem is that your nature is much more complicated than my commandments.
The more complex the authority, the more powerful it is, isn't it?"
Vera's gem-like eyes flashed red.
Witchers are considered to be the type of Nephalem who prefer demon blood.
It's just that she doesn't have a ferocious transformation that's very close to a demonic form like a barbarian.
The only demonic characteristic that can be seen in the demon hunter is probably the occasional red light flashing in his eyes.
"Then you can ask Tyrell whether justice is pure or complex.
I think this thing is really hard to explain.
Maybe you can also ask Natalya?"
Natsubo smiled, holding the wine bowl and putting the drink into his mouth.
At this time, it seemed that he was a little stronger than before.
"Your ghost child was killed by Inaris?"
Bulcaisel glanced at Nazebo with some surprise.
"Well, it should be considered that he was killed by Johanna and Inaris together.
As soon as they went out, they stepped on Johanna's caltrops.
Then they were dragged along on a war horse by Johanna who didn't notice them...
The body was worn away by the thorns.
It feels a bit like grinding wasabi powder on a stone.”
The corners of Natsubo's mouth twitched twice while speaking.
His army of ghost babies are not the kind of guys who can easily take a beating.
The most powerful thing about these little guys is their cursed attacks.
Who would have thought that he would be affected by area damage before he could launch an attack?
"It's really unlucky, but you have tens of thousands of contracted souls.
Losing the souls of a few ghost babies is not a big deal."
Vera said with a mocking tone.
But in fact it's pretty much the same.
"I wanted these souls to be willing to be driven by me, but it took me hundreds of years to give them my wish.
Although there are a lot of them, I have put a lot of effort into each one.
What if I picked up the throwing knife you threw?
you……"
Nazbo didn't finish his words.
Because he was forcefully interrupted by Vera.
"I'll find a way to wipe your neck.
If you feel in danger and stand up straight so that I can't reach your neck, I will stab your kidneys!"
Vera's answer is very simple.
But it was enough for Nazbo to give up his previous example.
"So I also hate it when someone kills my summons.
Even if it’s just an accident.”
Natsubo said and glanced at Bulkeso.
"Then just summon your zombie behemoth, okay?
That thing can withstand beatings!
At least I won't chop it into pieces for you in a few minutes."
Bulcasso didn't even raise his eyes.
"Well, since you want to see it, let him come out for a show?
Well, those guys figured it out.
so be it."
Nazbo muttered to himself, took out a ring and put it on his finger.
Bulcasso recognized the name of the ring just at a glance.
Little Devil's Finger...
This thing can change the zombie monster summoned by the witch doctor from one very large one to three relatively large ones.
Although there is a slight change in body shape, the combat effectiveness will not be reduced.
It has even been enhanced.
"You're still wearing 'Tusker and Theo'?"
Bulcaisel glanced at the three zombie-not-so-giant beasts that somehow managed to get up from the ground of the crystal dome.
The conclusion was drawn immediately.
The movement speed of those three guys was a little too agile.
"Huh? Doesn't this guy like to be shirtless as much as you do?
Why is he still wearing his gear?"
Vera glanced at Nazebo and asked with a puzzled expression.
"The guy put clear dye on all his gear.
This old bastard Nazebo is as sinister as ever."
Bulcasso took a swig of wine and said.
It cannot be said that it is a bad thing that an old friend is still cunning and cunning...
After all, you have to fight something like a demon or become extra powerful.
Or learn to let those demons who cannot control you despise yourself.
Anyway, these two paths are ways to ensure that the Nephalem can continue fighting in the longer term.
Both are quite useful.
The former has no fear of life and death and constantly challenges more powerful enemies to make himself stronger.
The latter costs more time and maintains its crushing on the devil for a long time. ①
"how about you?
Are you actually wearing a battle armor?"
Vera reached out and touched Bulcaisuo's chest, as if she wanted to hear the sound of knocking on the armor...probably...
"I've tried it before, and this guy is really shirtless."
Nazebo looked at Vera with some deep meaning and said.
He had already tried it before when he and Bulqueso were hooking up.
The conclusion is that Bulcaisel really didn't wear armor.
"I thought you were hooking up with me because you missed me.
Then you told me you just wanted to know if I was as sinister as you?"
Bulcaisel casually threw the black bread in his hand towards Nazebo.
That bread gave Natsubo a headshot.
But the bread exploded into powder.
"The way the dust is exploding... you can't be wearing a mask of blind faith on your head, right?
Does this thing have any effect on witch doctors?"
Bulqueso asked with some trouble.
“Couldn’t it be that this guy transformed the helmet into a blind faith visor?
Instead, he painted his equipment with transparent dye.
Is it normal to transform into another person by the way?"
Vera said angrily.
"I still underestimated your insidiousness."
Bulcasso was stunned for a moment before speaking...
"Being more prepared is not a bad thing.
Is it better for me to do this than for one of you barbarians to get hacked to death because he hesitated about which of his spare weapons to use?"
Natsubo had no shame at all.
There doesn't seem to be anything to be ashamed of.
Demons can create traps to harm the Nephalem, so why can't the Nephalem use some tricks to play with the demon's feelings?
Letting demons experience frustration is also Natsubo's greatest pleasure.
Is it normal for a guy who is always dealing with souls to be a little perverted?
…
In the place that used to be the Plains of Despair.
Yin Na appeared here holding her lower back.
A cut on her lower back was oozing blood...
Obviously the blow Vera gave her was not easy at all.
"Craig, I think it's time for me to meet the powerful people in this world.
We need allies and helpers.
After all, the enemies we will encounter in the future will not just be on the level of Rakanos."
There was no fluctuation in the tone of Yin Na's conversation with Craig.
It was as if I had never seen anything before.
"So what are you going to do with this Ulena?"
Craig pretended not to notice Yin Na's movements of covering her lower back.
Although he was also curious about who hurt Yin Na, he didn't intend to ask at this time.
Facing a strong man who blew up the Plains of Despair with just one Phantom Body Technique, Craig was not so blind as to ask about the opponent's injuries.
He was just the reincarnation of Karasim and Vandaloni, and he did not become those two monks.
Although Craig has many of the habits and ways of thinking of a monk, he also retains the cunning and foresight of his little self.
"You can resurrect her. As for whether you want to do this or not, it depends on your own will."
This is what Yin Na said to Craig.
But her meaning is actually quite obvious.
If she didn't want to resurrect Ulena, she wouldn't have specifically mentioned the matter of resurrection.
Craig felt a little uncomfortable with this kind of "implicit" gesticulation.
This was the first time he had seen the Nephalem doing this.
When we were on the holy mountain of Harrogas before, no matter how rough those barbarian ancestors were, they never felt this way.
They were a group of guys who were always in a lack of interest except when they were scolding or watching fights.
As for Karasim and Vandaloni, they don't have this problem either.
Karasim likes to talk in circles, letting Craig "understand" on his own.
Vandaloni asked Craig to think about it after he had done the work.
The two monks also don't tell Craig what he "must" do.
Craig began to think about whether he had done the right thing by resurrecting Yin Na.
"I am not from the same generation as the Nephalem you are familiar with.
Differences in ideas and practices are normal.
Of course you can doubt whether my approach is correct, but you don't need to worry about my determination to fight against the Burning Hell and the High Heaven."
Yin Na understood what Craig was thinking.
So she just said it directly.
People are different.
Yin Na just likes to let everything evolve the way she wants it to.
This is a bit obsessive-compulsive and a strong desire to control...
But this is also the reason why Yin Na became the leader of all gods.
People can dislike her like this, or they can admire her like this.
But Yin Na will not change her mind.
"Let's do it~"
Craig's voice was full of reluctance.
However, he still planned to revive Ulena first before talking about it.
Craig trusts the barbarians, but also hopes to have more companions who are monks like him.
So Uliana was directly resurrected without having time to express her thoughts.
She did not refuse another life.
Because she is more submissive?
Death Ulena could face it calmly.
Then when life comes again, she will not refuse anything.
"Dear Yin Na, I have to leave for a while because of something.
I guess you are planning to ask for a piece of land to rebuild the Sky Temple like Leoric?
I will come back when the Sky Temple reconstruction is completed.
Now I want to learn about the world."
Wu Liena put her palms together and saluted Yin Na calmly.
Then he stepped on the strong wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Craig didn't have time to say anything, just like Ulena didn't have time to tell others what she thought about resurrection.
This matter has become a little more subtle.
"Who are you?"
The mechanic who had just finished studying with Tony asked Craig and Yin Na with a puzzled look.
The manpower of the Thunder Agents arrived a little late, just catching up on part of the finishing work.
The thick fog in these neighborhoods is dissipating little by little.
But it's not really over yet.
Before Lakanos was blown to pieces, he said that he would cause countless annihilations to begin to hit the world.
Now you are ready.
"If I were you, I would definitely let people who can make decisions talk to me.
Next you will face countless extinctions, although you don't know what extinction is.
But it can be understood that you will really face the attack of the demonic tide.
I will help you, but I will not make the suffering that humans have to endure disappear."
Yin Na's tone was still condescending.
She really calls herself a god.
"Suffering is not worth boasting about!"
Craig's eyes widened and he denied Yin Na's statement.
This was the first time he spoke to Yin Na like this.
Does suffering bring growth?
That's just because if you want to survive in suffering, you have to grow.
But there is nothing positive about suffering!
Because people will always grow, and the catalyst of suffering consumes a lot of things to achieve this.
Suffering consumes people's dreams, people's love, and people's expectations for life.
So what is there to boast about in suffering?
At least Craig, who has experienced countless sufferings, believes that suffering is garbage!
He has endured hardship, so he doesn't want others to have the same painful experience as him!
The great Yin Na was once again questioned about her authority as a "god".
But Yin Na does not intend to impose "divine punishment".
After all, Yin Na is also a benevolent "god", and her kindness and kindness cannot be faked.
At best, it's just a bit self-righteous.
"suffering……"
"Excuse me for interrupting.
Great God, can you heal the wound on your lower back before telling the oracle and spreading the grace?
You look very godless like this, don’t you?”
A mean voice interrupted Yin Na's words.
Well, the visitor is none other than Mr. Constantine, who likes to run around.
This guy has no respect for any god or ghost.
Maybe this is a good thing?
But he still has basic respect for powerful beings.
Although this kind of respect is somewhat limited.
"A witcher?"
Yin Na saw Constantine.
Even though she was provoked by Constantine with words, her expression remained unchanged.
The kind-hearted Yin Na represents the sky, and she naturally has a broad mind like the sky.
If she hadn't gotten close to the fist...
This chapter has been completed!