Dark Savages Come To the United States

It wasn't Rathma who uttered these words, but the first Bulkelso who stood there and lost his mind!

Rathma had absolutely no noble intentions of trading his life for Lilith's arrival.

And the first generation Bulkelso would not value brotherhood to stop Rathma's dedication!

Perhaps there is still a little brotherhood in their hearts, but that can no longer affect their actions!

If these two guys were so noble, they wouldn't stand by Lilith's side and kill all angels and demons who disagree!

Not to mention killing Vasily and taking away the pure vitality from him!

A mutual calculation of scheming people!

But there will not be only one victim!

There is no Nephalem blood in the soul of the first Bul-Kesso!

There was a weird smile on Rathma's face, and Sonya's figure appeared on the spot in an instant!

With the help of the call from the soul of the first Bulkelso to his body, he abruptly brought Sonya here!

"ha!"

Sonya let out a violent roar, but her body flew upside down and was firmly nailed to a stone pillar!

"Rasma!"

Sonia roared angrily, and the soul of the first Bulk Kasso whirled and stood in front of Sangyan!

In order to obtain more powerful power, Sonya had to find the power of the barbarian blood from the body of the first ancestor!

Even though Karasim had raised objections, Sonya did so without hesitation!

At this time, the soul of the first generation Bulkasso began to master the blood of that arm, and Sonya became the melting pot that provided power!

These did not escape Masail's calculations!

"Rasma! I'll be back!"

The soul of the first Bulkelso roared like this, and the anger in his empty eyes was only fleeting!

In front of experts who control souls like necromancers, mere remnants of souls are deprived of even the qualifications to be angry.

Then completely lost his own will, this remnant soul became a body, and a sacrifice to carry strength!

"My brother, I hope you can see how great your mother's power is!"

Rathma continued speaking in an aria-like tone.

The grace of Inarius on his body began to emit a stronger radiance!

The radiance shone on Sonya's body, and the fiery blood shot out from Sonya's abdomen quickly! Dye the soul of the first Bulkelso completely red!

"Perhaps our father also wanted to free our mother."

Rathma's ironic tone was full of strong malice.

Rathma, who personally made his father's bones into a legendary suit, is not noble!

But as a strong man, he has never been despicable!

The existence of his calculations and damages are all prepared for this.

So no complaints!

Even he wasn't sure if his mother could win a victory in the hands of the current Marthael.

But knowledge is never useless!

Rasma firmly believes in this!

Crack!

Sonya's thin figure fell to the ground!

Now she's a scum!

The useful things in her body have been completely integrated into the stone pillar.

After all, the being who recited the spell is not her, but the soul of Rathma and the first Bulkelso!

So Sonya, who released enough blood, was free, and maybe she was lucky enough to witness the arrival of Lilith!

It's just that her strength has been weakened, and her frail body is not as good as a recruit!

And Marthael's death is attacking her weakened body!

The figure nailed there on the stone pillar was also replaced by the blood-stained soul of the first Bulkelso!

The blood spread, forming part of a large net!

The sacrifice is almost complete!

"One more!"

Rathma muttered in a low voice, another Rathma was formed with blood flying on the ground, the only difference between that figure and Rathma himself was the equipment on his body!

And he was also nailed to a tall stone pillar by Rasma himself!

The blood spurted again, but none of it fell on the ground!

Blood soul double score!

Doing so is harmful to Rathma, but there is nothing else to do at this time!

Malthael will only offer two sacrifices, and he must settle for the last one!

The part of the blood and soul that was separated contained the power from Vasily.

And this primordial nephalem power was part of what was needed to awaken Lilith.

To lift Lilith's seal requires the power of angels and demons, and nephalem are the best sacrifices!

Before this, Rathma had used countless lives as sacrifices, constantly weakening the multiple blockades!

After sacrificing the largest piece of the remnant soul of the first Bulkelso, and adding his own blood, this seal has finally reached the final stage before it is broken!

And the final sacrificer will make the decision!

"Worship your life three times! Pray for Sanji's head to open! Pray for the blood sacrifice of the wisher! Only the Holy One will return!"

A devout voice sounded!

Karasim, who was fighting in front of Marthael, recited this spell word by word!

Malthael laughed and put down the Reaper of Souls on Li Min's neck!

Karasim's body flew towards the deep hole that didn't know how deep it was! Those phantom bodies shattered into various elements in an instant!

"That's it! That's it!"

Malsayer finally became excited, and only now could he see traces of something called madness on his body!

"What the hell are you trying to do!?"

Nazubo's hoarse question sounded, and the firebat circled along his stooped but tall enough body!

The curse of the soul has been quietly arranged by him.

Those firefly-like energies continued to spread, and under the cover of the firebat's brilliance, they chased in the direction Karasim left!

Soul erosion!

Witch doctors are also masters of the soul.

He already felt the ominous smell spreading.

More importantly, he felt what Kharazim had done!

"I want Lilith to come, and so does Rathma."

Masail made an explanation, but Ozil behind him died suddenly!

Malthael shuddered, then looked at Nazeebo.

"You're going to kill an angel's soul? Interesting thought.

Even though the high-level heaven has left this world, it has not been destroyed.

Ozil will be resurrected, as an angel!

And at that time, I will rush to his side to bring back everything that this world should have. "

Masail seemed to be in a good mood.

He even kindly explained to the few remaining Nephalem.

No one knows whether he has other ideas, or whether this wisdom is really crazy.

But at this time, they are powerless!

Without the trembling of Kharazim, Li-Ming couldn't hold off Malthael in battle.

And Nazeebo's methods are particularly weak in the face of death.

The soul is only a part under the dominion of death.

And voodoo can't let Nazebo protect himself.

"Are you going to kill us?"

Vera said so.

Turning the ring on his hand, he took off the hood, revealing a delicate and cold face.

"Isn't this a matter of course? It's just that I will be merciful and let you witness the arrival of your ancestors!"

Marthael said so.

He casually used the Scythe of Souls to knock the flying knives on the ground.

Then disappear!

"Vera, Ozil's body and strength have not yet dissipated!"

As Nazeebo said this, a circle of cold ripples appeared on his body!

Soul Harvest!

Ozil's corpse was a small ball of energy before it should have turned into rainbow light, and Nazebo knocked it up with a broken crock.

Then it was thrown directly to Vera.

"Your hatred has recovered, right? Now take back the precepts that belong to the angels, and continue to fight!"

That's what Nazeebo said!

One part of a witcher's strength is emotion, and the other part is restraint.

Represents both demons and angels.

It's just that the hatred will not be completely cut off. When Malasail intensified the remaining seeds of the Great Demon God's power in order to gather enough power, Vera's hatred was taken away.

It's just that hatred will continue to be generated.

And the loss of commandments happened not long ago!

Used by Rathma to confine a soul!

"Knowledge is coming! We're running out of time!"

With a pale face, Li Min withdrew from the state of Archon, and his sanity was greatly impacted!

Using her own will to declare control and unity to a world that is going to perish, the end of the constant collapse shakes her.

"Kharazim is trustworthy."

Nazeebo explained.

He believed that since Karasim chanted the spell on his own initiative, he would have a corresponding method.

Following his words, Li Min's complexion improved a lot.

She thought of a possibility.

"Let's leave first! Then wait! Fandaloni's successful reincarnation! We still have a chance!"

Li Min was a little flustered.

Few people in the Nephalem have noticed this kind of panic.

Even when she was crying for treatment, she never felt so weak.

But at this time, no one can appreciate this kind of scenery!

Nazeebo unveiled his mask and shook the voodoo doll in his hand.

He probably understood.

Karasim chose to abandon this tempered body and search for reincarnation with his soul.

It doesn't matter when he left behind.

Living now is the key!

"I have a small hiding place."

Nazebo waved the sacrificial knife in the air for a moment.

A deep crack was left in the air.

Then it simply jumped a few times, muttered two strange spells with the sound of phlegm stuck in its throat, and awakened a huge zombie behemoth, an ugly zombie hound, and an army of bouncing ghost babies from the ground!

These summoned objects belonging to the dead tore at the deep crack with all their strength, and the two ghost babies pushed Li Min and Vera towards that place.

A pair of bulbous eyes flickered on Nazeebo's old face.

The soul eclipse has been hung on Vandaroni's soul!

No matter where he reincarnated, this mark will allow Nazeebo to find his comrades in arms!

...

"The last offering~ Can't you wait? Malsail!"

Rathma looked at Marsail who appeared in front of him again, pretending to be relaxed and talking.

If Malsayr chooses to attack him at this time, it will become much more complicated.

After casting the blood and soul dual points and sacrificing another self, Rathma was already powerless to resist death.

Life was sent to the altar, only waiting for the final arrival.

"Knowledge~ Maybe she knows how to save the world. But Lilith is a demon, the daughter of hatred. Do you think she will tell you the knowledge she holds dear?

Closing the door to sharing is the cruelest thing she's ever done as a demon!

You have been cut off from a path to becoming powerful. "

Marthael said so.

Words like slander do not move Rathmah.

In other words, Rathma knew exactly what his mother was like.

And don't care about it!

Those words that seemed to shake Rathma's determination became the final foreshadowing!

But now there is no point in saying anything!

Kharazim's body was hung on the stone pillar!

The holy gold in the blood is connected to that big net!

Karasim's body could no longer feel the existence of the soul, and at this time Sonya on the ground let out a roar!

Then, at the last moment of struggling, it disappeared from the hollow that suddenly appeared on the ground.

Malsayer nodded, everything is proceeding according to his expectation!

Rasma's complexion became a little worse, and he used his power to control the body of the soulless Karasim and began the final chanting!

The blood net kept thinning, and then turned into a scarlet silk!

"Greetings, Daughter of Hate! Creator of Sanctuary!"

These words spit out from Karasim's body.

A face appeared on the silk, and slowly stretched out its head and arms, slowly passing through the bright red!

The blood turned into petals, and began to spill little by little!

The closest existence to the creation authority!

The embodiment of knowledge and authority!

Rasma knelt down on one knee, holding up her left hand as if she was looking for a star that was beyond reach!

His eyes are full of child-like expectations and inexplicable sadness!

"Welcome! Lilith!"

Kharazim's body uttered the last words, this body that has been tempered and tempered has lost the breath of life!

And that slender and malicious figure finally passed through the silk, and put his hand in Rathma's!

The endless petals are slowly falling, embellishing this originally gloomy place as gorgeously as the garden of the gods!

"Welcome, the last devil in this world, all selfishness and hatred for authority! And exclusive knowledge! Lilith, long time no see."

Malthael stood where he was, and clapped his hands softly after putting away the Reaper of Souls.

Thin and weird applause became the only accompaniment!

Malthael raised his head, and looked at the radiance that sprinkled from the ground into the depths of the ground.

There is pity in the eyes hidden under the hood!

He felt hope, only hope that he didn't completely cut off his connection with this world!

Hope lasts forever!

Rathma saw his mother's cold face clearly, and then lowered his head!

Lilith's overly strong face showed the meanness of being a devil!

The exquisite and huge double horns spread people's thirst for knowledge!

"Masail, you need my help? But knowledge is priceless!"

Lilith didn't even have the time to glance at the three bodies hanging on the stone pillar, but just stared at Malthael coldly.

The silk behind her is like a luxurious long dress, and it's like a curtain that has just been drawn! Hang high!

"Death is near."

Marthael laughed!

Wielding the Reaper of Souls, he took away the soul that belonged to the first Bulkelso hanging on the pillar.

This action made Lilith's pupils shrink for a moment.

That kind of emotion is not like family affection where blood is thicker than water, but dissatisfaction with being deprived of private property!

"Our Lady of Grace! Save us!"

Rathma spoke to Lilith with a plea in her mouth.

Lilith nodded slowly, blood slipped from her body!

...

On the holy mountain of Harrogas, Mr. Immortal Craig's eyes suddenly closed, and then opened again, revealing endless oldness!

"Gods! Be with me!"

Vandaloni has been reborn!

At the price of the union of two souls!

Become a new monk!

No more Vandaloni, no more Kharazim!

Instead, they are brand new monks who inherit a part of their respective pasts!

This was an arrangement he had completed a long time ago. Leoric, as the tool he used to complete the arrangement, handed over the fragments of his soul to a strong enough person.

Only a man strong enough can withstand that rough fusion.

Only then can the independent part of consciousness be retained when the two souls squeeze out water and merge into one.

Otherwise, it would only be a simple Karasim who would be reborn, not a new monk.

Reincarnation!

Empowerment!

Both as one!

And in the Sanctuary of New York, another figure passed through the Rubik's Cube!

The breath of Malthael exudes from the opened portal!

Sonya fell hard to the ground!

Destroy the floor that has just been repaired again!

Lilith recovers.

The foreshadowing recovery between Skeleton King, Karasim, and Mr. Immortal Craig.

"Vandaloni", which represents position and victory, will change Craig, while the elder "Karasim" will not completely occupy this body.

The thread between the original Bulkeso and Rathma is completed.

The content of Diablo IV CG has been fully integrated.

The sentence of Rathma in the CG, "The knowledge you have been seeking all your life is here." is the reason why Lilith appeared as the authority of "knowledge"...

And Lilith and Inaris have matching status.

So destiny comes from the will of Inaris who gave destiny freedom.

Fate is enough to match knowledge.

Because "knowledge changes destiny"...

Inaris, who was one step away from becoming an archangel, matched Lilith, who was one step away from becoming a demon god.

As for how "knowledge" changes "destiny", that will have to wait until later.

After all, even the bones of Inarius were made into a suit "Inarius' Grace".

And Rathma, as a child of "Destiny", inherits part of the power of fate, which is reasonable.

As for Lei Ko being teased by fate, this has to be discussed later.

After all, the first Nephalem were all ruthless...