The path of justice may not necessarily be accompanied by laughter and laughter, it may also be a place of scorched earth!
The road opened by justice is not necessarily always smooth.
But justice will not stop. It will just wait until the road behind it is blocked again, and then it will go back and walk again!
It is said that history is a circle, and humans can never learn lessons from history.
Isn't justice like this!? Justice will come, and when people make mistakes, they will walk through this road again for countless times.
Rorschach is on his way, and he brings justice!
How can justice shrink back? Justice can fear and hesitate! It can even cry!
But justice must not retreat! He has only one mission, and that is to keep moving forward! Go to all places where the wind of justice has dissipated!
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Rasma was sitting alone on a cold stone.
His face became paler. The previous whiteness was caused by his power being more biased toward death.
But this pallor at this time has nothing to do with strength, it's just that Rasma spent too much energy during this period.
He didn't know about the news that Inarius had reoccupied the position of the Angel of Destiny, but he knew that the "new" Angel of Destiny had been conceived by the higher heavens.
He is still distressed, distressed by the death of Inaris and his own stupidity!
It was he who cut off Inaris' head with his own hands in order to break fate.
It’s also for everything you insist on!
Maybe there is also a little bit of complaint and revenge for not being as naturally strong as his brothers and sisters.
But he never thought that the reason for his natural weakness was not his father's favoritism, but his mother's selfishness?
Rasma is distressed by this, as it seems to have broken all the persistence he has had along the way.
He was still thinking about how he should act next.
"I thought you would move a little bit. After all, you were once on the side of mankind."
The Archangel of Death Massa Yin'er appeared next to Rasma, his tone was calm as if he was chatting.
Rasma's position has always been somewhat vacillating. He is not close to the higher heavens, and has never liked the burning hell.
Rasma, who wavers between the two, seems more like seeking benefits.
But Masayir knew that what Rasma was pursuing was not profit, but other more valuable things.
Just human!
Rasma is not very friendly to ordinary humans, and it is common for them to even use human lives to achieve their own goals.
But Rasma is indeed on the side of mankind, it's just that he made a choice between groups and individuals.
"I am also on the side of mankind now, but I am thinking about one thing, why does our mother regard the archangel as an enemy."
Rasma's tone was thorny.
He had indeed thought about this problem before, but this problem obviously did not require him to spend too much energy thinking about it.
Lilith is a demon, and it is normal for her to regard angels as her enemies.
He just said this to express that he did not welcome Massayin'er, but Massayin'er obviously didn't care much about his attitude.
Rasma deserves a little tolerance from him, even though this guy is not very smart in his eyes.
But that power is real!
A nephalem who has gained great power through study and hard work, even though standing here is the body of Malsayinl who has mastered the power of death.
Nor would he show disdain for Rasma.
Rasma's struggle deserves a little respect.
"Lilith? The answer to this story is a bit far away. I don't think you will finish listening to it."
Massayin'er still said calmly.
This was just a courtesy, and Rasma wasn't really interested in it, Massayiner could tell.
"It goes without saying, I think I should do something now."
Rasma stood up, holding the sickle on the ground like a cane.
He looked nothing like a powerful Nephalem at this time, more like an old farmer looking at the endless harvest of rice in front of him.
That sluggish look is called exhaustion.
Rasma was really tired.
The lifespans of the first generation Nephalem were almost endless, and the same was true for the powerful Nephalem.
But not all humans are like this. Rasma has experienced life and death too many times.
Although he can make corpses move again and the souls of the dead reappear, he knows the difference between life and death very well.
Breaking the opposition between life and death? Rasma did not do that, he just imitated the definition of life and death.
This was what the Archangel Yin Theril of Balance helped him do.
"What are you going to do? To inherit your mother's wishes and stand on the opposite side of the higher heavens?
Or are you not taking any side and just protecting humanity as you once thought?"
A sarcastic smile formed on the corner of Massayin'er's mouth.
A tired Nephalem will appear sluggish, and Malsayin has a way of reviving such a Nephalem.
The Nephalem take dignity very seriously, perhaps because in the environment of Sanctuary, dignity is already considered a luxury.
Most Nephalem value dignity.
As long as Masayir showed a little contempt and ridicule, it would make Rasma more excited.
So in his eyes, no matter what choice Rasma made, it was ridiculous. This look worked very well.
Massa Yin'er is sure of this!
"I plan to harvest lives as a god of death. What do you think about this? Masa Yin'er, I'm not smart enough, but I'm not stupid either!"
Rasma's eyes looked up and down at Massayir in front of him, and his sickle seemed ready to move!
As expected, Rasma was indeed a little more energetic.
It’s just that the effort spent before will not be recovered out of thin air.
If Rasma hadn't been bald, his hair might have turned pale white.
"Of course, you're just not smart enough.
You want the power of death? That might help you a lot, but you can't defeat me."
Of course, Massa Yin'er noticed the deep malice in Rasma's eyes, but he just looked at it without any sign of fighting.
It was as if he was certain that Rasma would not fight him at this time.
Massayin'er was still using provocative little tricks, which made him feel a little bit of fun.
If he were facing the first ancestors of the barbarians, he would not do this again and again.
Because the first ancestors of the barbarians really knew how to take action, but Rasma didn't.
Rasma will weigh the pros and cons before making a decision.
This is inevitable. Rasma was not strong at all when he was a child. He has long been accustomed to this approach in order to become stronger.
"Of course, with my strength, I still can't fight against the entire high-level heaven, but I am not the only Nephalem."
Rasma is threatening, but it is not wise to make threats at this time, and she is even a bit angry.
This still did not exceed Masayir's expectations, and he suddenly felt as if he had mastered Rasma like a toy.
That feeling was a bit strange, and Massa Yin'er knew that it might be the feeling of satisfaction that is often said.
But he needs to get rid of this feeling. The Archangel of Wisdom is always pursuing truth and correctness.
If the body he was using at this time was that of the Archangel of Wisdom, then he would never feel this way.
It's a pity that this body is that of the Archangel of Death, Massa Yin'er.
"The reason why you can't cooperate with Bulcasso is not that you can't lower your head to find him, but that he won't accept you.
Shall we make a bet?"
Masa Yin'er said anxiously. He wanted to help the feeling in his mind. At this time, he no longer even concealed his contempt for Rasma in terms of intelligence.
Strength is one thing, brain is another.
Massa Yin'er became anxious.
"No, they will accept me. The ashes of barbarians are scattered on the holy mountain of Harrogas. Do you think I can make them reappear?"
Rasma's fair face had a little color on it, and it could be seen that he was very excited now.
But no matter how you look at it, he is not angry. Maybe he has observed a flaw in Masseyin'er?
Although Rasma's life was still short for Masayir, this period of time also made Rasma become wily and calculating.
Flaws still exist, but Rasma is not full of flaws.
"To a savage, death is death."
Massa Yin'er said with slightly trembling lips, it felt a bit like he was acting.
It's just that there aren't any flaws in his approach.
"But the dead can still reappear!"
Rasma became aggressive. He was probably acting.
The outcome of this performance does not matter, and there is no need to explore who deceived whom.
It is difficult for both of them to achieve their goals when these two guys are deceiving each other.
They are not fools. They will silently remember all the doubtful points and prove them one by one later!
"So what's the stakes?"
Massa Yin'er's tone was still calm, but these words made him seem to be subdued. But at this time, mentioning the bet was a clear provocation. Just the right performance? Massa Yin'er wouldn't do anything unnecessary anyway.
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"How about doing something for the other person no matter the cost?"
Rasma gritted her teeth and said, "He has bad intentions! Massayir knows this very well."
"But you don't have the ability to take back the bet after I default on my account."
Massayin'er's tone remained unchanged.
"So it all depends on consciousness!"
Rasma said decisively.
Rasma's attitude made Masayir realize that he might have missed something.
But he didn't think he would lose, as he said, if he defaulted on his debt, there would be no way for Rasma to recover his bet!
Massa Yin'er did not say yes, but looked at Rasma quietly. This kind of gaze would make people feel uneasy.
But Rasma stood there without fear, and even met Masayir's gaze!
this stalemate
"I'll take it as a bet."
After Rasma finished speaking, his figure became illusive, and the breath of life and death circulated in his body. The next moment he passed through a narrow portal that could only allow him to pass through.
Rasma blocked the portal tightly, and no breath was transmitted from the other end of the portal.
Even if there was some breath that wanted to pass through, it was completely disrupted by Rasma's life-and-death transition.
Rasma obviously didn't want Massayin'er to know his whereabouts, and Massayin'er didn't intentionally explore this change.
That's a little bit of decency.
Both guys guessed that the other didn't tell everything, but they would do things in their own way.
As for the outcome, there will always be a winner, and they all feel they have a chance.
"Where can you go? Who else can you go to besides your brother?"
Massayir said he was not worried at all that Rasma would hear what he said.
Massa Yin'er still maintains the behavior of the Archangel of Wisdom, but now he is in the body of the Archangel of Death.
Is death always correct? Obviously not! Death is just the ending of life and has nothing to do with whether it is correct or not!
"Massa Yin'er, what you are doing is a bit dangerous."
Only then did Tyrell come out. He stood behind the Archangel of Death, Massayir, and said.
Tyrael is also the Archangel of Death at this time, so the atmosphere and atmosphere here have not changed much.
They all have the power of death, and they are all archangels.
As long as Tyrell stands in the shadows and restrains his sense of presence, Rasma will not be able to detect his presence even if he directly listens to the previous conversation.
Rasma is a little out of touch with the world, and he needs a lot of additional information to regain a correct understanding of the current situation.
It's just that Rasma alone doesn't have this ability.
When the two archangels of death hold double the power of death, as long as they pay a little attention to Rathma when they don't agree.
Then Rasma cannot take away any soul from the world of the dead.
It would be the same even if Li Min carved out a territory from the kingdom of the dead to maintain the normal operation of this world.
Li Min also has her own plans and ideas. She likes to be nosy, but doesn't like trouble.
This is a bit contradictory, but in the face of Li Min's power, most of the time the trouble will dissipate on its own.
"Of course I know, it's just that Rasma is the chess piece I need.
What he can do is beyond your imagination. You and I have never been mothers, but at least we know how sincere a mother's feelings are, right?"
Masa Yin'er said.
"You plan to use Rasma to solve Lilith? This is not realistic. You and I both know the nature of Lilith. That is beyond the scope of Rasma's solution!"
Tyrell is always serious and doesn't even like to joke.
Although he had studied hard when he was a human, his studies obviously had no effect.
The time spent as a human may be just one breath in the life span of an archangel.
Tyrell was never easy to talk to when he was stubborn.
Even force cannot make Tyrael bow.
"I didn't think about letting Rathma deal with Lilith, but I wanted to let Lilith deal with Rasma."
Masa Yin'er explained.
He didn't like pointless arguments with Tyrael.
This kind of answer with questions can make Tyrael shut up. This is Malsayir's experience.
It's the best thing to do to distract someone who is always stubborn.
That's what Tyrael did.
"Then we'll see!"
Tyrell said this to pretend to understand.
But he was also used to it. Archangels had their own way of communicating with each other.
This chapter has been completed!