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Chapter 1624 Change is a trap

Orek had no time to pay attention to any words those guys said to him. At this time, Orek had devoted himself wholeheartedly to this battle.

He had already suffered very serious injuries after just a short fight. Although this result was not beyond his expectation, after all this really happened to him, Orek would still feel the sense of urgency brought by the huge pressure.

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Victory or defeat was in his hands, but Orek still hesitated a bit.

He didn't know the result after using that source, but at this time, he seemed to have no choice.

"Isn't this what you want to see?"

Orek took out the source of the secret realm in his hand, his eyes becoming more decisive!

"Can you use it?"

Inaris seemed to be mocking Orec.

"The method of provoking generals? You know that no matter what you say, I will eventually use it."

Orek said with some boredom.

While talking, he also pushed Lilith away from him again!

"Inaris, not only do you always do stupid things, you also often do unnecessary things."

While being repelled, Lilith took the time to taunt Inaris.

Orec didn't care at all about Lilith's taunting of Inaris, he directly pursued Lilith who was repelled!

He still holds the source of the secret realm in his hand, and he will stuff this power into his body at any time!

The punch was aimed at Lilith's face!

"Oleke, have you ever felt happy for yourself for a moment in your life?"

Inaris said lightly.

While speaking, he had already appeared beside Orek and waved the deformed sharp blade towards Orek's neck!

"Why should I be happy?"

As Orek spoke, he raised his free arm and used his sturdy armor and hard arm bones to jam the sharp blade that was supposed to cut off his head!

And the iron fist he threw out fell on Lilith's face again!

"Inarius, have you ever truly understood human beings?"

Orek suddenly laughed, and the laughter made Inaris feel inexplicably flustered.

Obviously Orek said that he did not need happiness, but Inaris could clearly hear the joy in this laughter!

"You're crazy too."

Inarius's expression was strange, as if he was looking at a similar person.

When he withdrew the sharp blade in his hand from the stuck arm, Oleike watched his arm break with an expressionless expression.

"This is a crazy enough world."

Orek's tone was cold enough, so cold that even Inaris felt a shudder.

Lilith finally returned to Orek at this time, and she had noticed Orek's empty container 1

"Yeah, everyone is already crazy."

Lilith sighed.

She and Inaris unanimously chose to stop at this time, because changes in Orek had begun to emerge!

The flesh and blood originally composed of energy and soul were constantly boiling at this time, and then turned into flesh and blood in the true sense!

The armor on Orek's body now looked like a vessel used to heat his body, setting off a heat wave in the already high-temperature burning hell!

"There will be no more Orek from now on."

Inaris lowered his head, as if he was about to cry, full of compassion!

The light wings behind Inaris kept flashing, like the rhythm of sobbing.

"Isn't this what you expected?

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Without the soul of Orek, a descendant of the blood, as an introduction, how could we possibly obtain this power?"

Lilith's sarcasm came as expected, but no one knew whether she was sarcastic at Orec or Inaris, or whether she was sarcastic at herself who knew the outcome but became the promoter.

"We have no choice."

Inaris's voice returned to calmness. He stretched out his hand to hold the deformed blade, and then gradually returned the weapon to its original state.

"Because of Malthael."

Inaris chanted slowly, and no emotion could be heard when he recited Malthael's name.

"Orek will never wake up again. When he starts acting again, he can only be our food."

Lilith breathed out slowly, but her breath was filled with scarlet blood mist.

"The Nephalem will not absorb his soul to become stronger, even if he is already ready to sacrifice himself."

Inarius glanced into the distance, knowing that they had no hope of completely ending the Nephalem.

"You want to devour Vasily?"

Lilith's tone became more dangerous.

"Oleke regarded you as his biggest enemy before. Do you really think you can defeat me when we become one?"

Inaris said like a whisper.

It's not like he's discussing this issue with Lilith, it's more like he's saying words to himself that might be able to convince him.

"Leave Vasily to the Nephalem. After all, there is no trace of him in the fate I have seen."

Inaris seemed to have found a very reluctant reason to convince himself.

"Inarius, stop coming up with your ridiculous arguments about fate. I have almost no interest in it."

Lilith waved the bone wings behind her, and then stared at Inaris in front of her with her eyes!

"Now when it faces us, it has no chance to resist. Maybe he has never thought that as the soul of the Nephalem, he is not worth mentioning when facing us."

Inarius seems to be chattering endlessly, and his chattering style really makes him look like an old man who has lost his strength and can only sit in the sun for meetings.

Yes, there is no one older than Inarius in this world.

"It's not that you're not worth mentioning, it's that you don't deserve it."

After Lilith said indifferently, she turned around and walked to a position slightly further away to wait.

She also needs to have a future-determining fight with Inaris in the same body.

Sometimes Lilith also wonders, if Inarius can see everything about fate, what exactly is he planning to do?

Defy fate?

Perhaps Inarius could end his fate by committing suicide, but it seems that this guy has never tried such a decisive idea.

They are waiting for Orek's soul and body to complete the final transformation, and that's when it's time for them to take action.

They are not doing this to destroy the Nephilim geniuses, but if they want to be able to participate in the fight for the final victory, they must have such power!

Even though Inaris had repeatedly assured that the fate-ordained final winner would be the Nephalem, in the final analysis they were still afraid of Malthael!

There were some things going on today, so I only had time to write these down, so I hope you’ll forgive me.


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