Dark Savages Come To the United States

Imprius was now walking on that empty high heaven.

Although in the past countless years, Imprius has no idea how many times he has walked the ground under his feet.

But it was the first time that he walked here alone without any sound.

"How did Israel disappear?

Ordinarily, even Tyrael couldn't kill him. "

Imprius was talking to himself.

The grounds of the High Heavens continued to glow with angry flames as he progressed.

Although he is no longer an archangel, the essence of courage allows him to still travel unimpeded in the high heavens.

"I don't understand, who killed Tyrell and Yserell together?"

Imprius's palm had already grasped Solarion, and the brilliance of the Spear of Courage merged into the figure of Courage.

At this time, he looks a little radiant?

Yzreal, who represents the concept of balance, is the most difficult one among the archangels to kill. Killing balance may be even more difficult than killing fate.

After all, everything in the world is always inextricably linked to balance.

Now Imprius is doing a very reckless thing, just like he has done in the past.

At least until he fails, Imprius will only think that he must win.

Courage... It takes a bit of insanity to show the most violent power.

Imprius is aware of his problem, but has no intention of changing it.

Anyway, there is nothing surprising about the stubbornness of the archangels one by one.

"Is this the breath of Izual? Has Izual's power completely disappeared?"

Imprius looked at the closed door and stopped his steps.

Behind the gate is the place where Izual died, and the strong icy atmosphere of justice still lingers here.

It's just that such a situation is not normal, especially since Prius has just felt Izual's power from Johnny Blaze.

When Izual did anything, he would not leave a way out for himself. This guy probably only learned stubbornness from the archangel.

"The essence of High Heaven hasn't changed, but something happened that I don't know?

Now imagining the person of the abandoned archangel is actually causing trouble for myself. "

Imprius's soliloquy is now excessive to the point of amusing himself.

Angels don't do such things, only life likes to have fun when it's boring.

It's just that Prius obviously didn't regret his choice, because he got the continuation of his own life.

Although that child will probably have to stay in Auriel's womb for a while.

"Impryus, I thought Auriel was the first to come back here.

You don't seem like a guy who cares about such things. "

A somewhat gloomy voice came, and Prius was stunned for a moment.

"Hey! Masail? Are you a smuggler?"

Masail frowned because of Prius' tone that he didn't know he had learned from that street gangster.

"I haven't fully descended yet, but I can still send a projection."

Malthael stood upright in front of Imprius, and he didn't hold the pair of hideous Reaper of Souls in his hands.

Instead, he was holding a quill pen and didn't know what was written on his hand.

This is very similar to writing and drawing on your own hands when there is no papyrus during the exam.

It doesn't take long to get a "black hand".

Although it is not the kind behind the scenes, nor is it the black hand of the Red Clan, but the black hand is as troublesome.

At least it is very troublesome to clean.

"You can't help it? Or are the guys on your side finally going to compete for a winner?

Let me guess, is this winner Vera or Lee Min? "

Imprius was joking.

He is very clear about the strength of his brother. Although Vera and Li Min are strong enough, it is very difficult to win the victory from Masail even with Nazebo.

So this question can only be said to be a joke.

"Rasma and I will be the ultimate victors, and we have already started to make arrangements for victory."

Marsail didn't mean to hide anything, anyway, according to what Imprius knew about him, this guy almost never lied.

The attitude of saying that if you want to kill the devil once and for all, you have to do whatever it takes to solve the devil has proved that this guy has no sense of humor.

"It's really surprising, but what are you planning to do when you appear in front of me?

Don't tell me you can kill Tyrael and Yzreal with just a projection, I won't believe it. "

Imprius grinned, and then he took out a bottle of juice from somewhere and poured it into his mouth.

He still can't like the strong wine that the barbarian likes. Although he always feels that strong wine is something that suits his identity, Imprius resolutely chooses fruit juice as a drink.

"You guy, even if you put us all in your body,

But the treatment of angels and demons is still different, at least we don't have to exist under your torture.

Although those days can't be said to be easy, at least I don't like it.

And most of the things I don't like, Auriel doesn't like either. "

Imprius talked as if chatting with an old friend, and now he is obviously adapting well to being a human being.

Imprius didn't show much hostility towards Marthael.

Perhaps for courage, maybe Malsail is still that brother?

Anyway, it's not a problem for Prius to show a careless posture.

"Maybe, I plan to let you come back into my body?

My thanks to Bulkelso, if he hadn't smashed the dark soul stone, I probably wouldn't have imagined what the real power of the Nephalem is.

Whether it's Uldyssian or the first Bul-Kesel, or even Rathma, they don't realize what their bloodlines represent.

This statement about the body as a container is really great! "

Imprius could tell that Malsail had tried his best to imitate the tone of surprise.

It's just that there is a problem with imitating this tone.

"Come on, you probably didn't intend to make yourself a human, did you?

You came to High Paradise definitely not for the reason of being homesick.

Are you going to turn yourself into that Archangel of Wisdom again?

Or does it matter whether it is wisdom or not, as long as it is an archangel?

If this is the case, you probably have some purpose that you must be an archangel to achieve, right? "

Inprius showed a rare sarcasm.

The original courage is the kind of guy who can do it so he doesn't talk too much.

But now that he didn't do anything, it could only show that courage began to measure something.

"Your essence is not human, and even making yourself human wouldn't really make you as powerful as a nephalem.

But as an archangel, can't you become stronger? "

A smile appeared on Marsaille's face...

"Okay, stop learning about human expressions.

That thing looks a little creepy to me! "

Imprius paused the Solarion in his hand heavily on the ground!

The sacred and blazing flames erupted from the high-level heaven!

"Year of Courage? It's been a long time since I saw him like this.

But are you going to tell me that my projection is smashed? "

Masail didn't seem to care much, but Imprius felt that the guy in front of him seemed to have done something.

"How about Li Min, Vera and Nazebo?"

Prius skipped the previous topic, and instead asked about the situation of the three nephalem who had been comrades-in-arms.

"Not dead, none of those guys will die until I achieve my goal.

I never changed my mind about killing all demons, including the nephalem of course.

It's just that there are more important things to do now. "

Masail stopped when he said this, it seemed that he didn't intend to say more.

Imprius has long been used to this kind of behavior from Marsay.

Wisdom always thinks that other guys are stupid, so it sprinkles wisdom all over the world.

Haughty, but Marthael can be haughty.

After all, he can make other guys lose the ability to think directly.

"Tell me, after you successfully turned Mephisto into a fool, where did you put his wisdom?"

Imprius sat down cross-legged.

This sitting posture is not suitable for fighting, and it is even difficult to face sudden attacks.

It's just that no one can attack him in the high heaven.

Imprius told a slightly scary truth...

The reason why Mephisto became a fool was not only because of the creation of Lilith, but also because of Malthael's power.

It would be a lie to say that turning a strong man into a fool has nothing to do with intelligence.

"Put it in a place that you can't think of, and I will easily take over this power at that time.

Then let this world become the beauty in my cognition.

At least the world that Uldyssian wants, if I achieve my goal, I can achieve it.

It's a pity that the plan always fails to keep up with the changes. "

Masail said a few words casually.

But he obviously didn't intend to tell Imprius all of this.

"You are too close to the nephalem, so I won't tell you all.

You will be an Archangel of Courage, as you have been for countless years. "

After Marthael said such a sentence, the projection used for dialogue disappeared immediately.

Only Imprius was left sitting cross-legged on the ground thinking.

Archangels are always so arrogant in their own right.

As if Imprius had to be the bravest of the Archangels,

Tyrell must become the most righteous one, so he did not hesitate to fight Imprius to flaunt his justice.

This kind of arrogance has started to accompany these guys without knowing when.

Anyway, they didn't mean to change themselves.

"boring!"

Imprius casually threw the juice bottle in his hand into the fountain of heaven.

This kind of littering practice was in the past, and the first one to stop and even fight was Imprius.

But now, Imprius felt an emotion called "stimulation" from this practice.

"Human beings are really complicated, how do they manage to curb the evil thoughts in their hearts?

Is it just morality? "

Imprius took out another bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

The movements are a bit ugly, especially when the choked cough is a bit embarrassing.

Morality is never the thing that human beings need to curb their inner evil thoughts. Of course, morality is also a part of it, but it is not the most important part.

The most important thing is the bottom line set by collective strength!

Generally, people use "law" to refer to this bottom line.

It's just that for Imprius who doesn't even have an ID card, this guy is a gangster!

And this guy is very powerful...

...

On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Bulkelso pushed open the portal and walked in dragging Rorschach by the back of his neck.

The action is not very good-looking, even a little funny.

Rorschach was like a cat caught by the back of the neck, motionless as if paralyzed.

"Yo~ Bull Casso~ you're back?"

Lai Ko took the lead in greeting Bulkelso, but this move was a bit too courteous.

"What are you doing sorry for me?"

Bulkelso scratched his beard and asked.

Lai Ko is not the kind of guy who is good at hiding things in his heart.

This is a little too deliberate.

Bulkelso was struggling to think about what he couldn't live without, and it might have been destroyed by Leiko.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't think of such a precious thing.

"Kanuk is gone, and Reco is still there."

Lai Ko said embarrassingly.

This was done without Bulkelso's permission.

After the sacrifice, Bulkelso had to ask what happened.

"Were they smiling when they went?"

Bulkeso didn't stop stroking his beard, but he had already pulled out a few beards between his fingers.

At least his heart is not as peaceful as it seems on the surface.

It is not so difficult for a savage to control his emotions.

Anyway, the wisdom of the crowd is to let anger overwhelm all other emotions.

This is one of the reasons why savages are called "savages".

To someone who doesn't know the group, these always angry fake guys look a bit brutal on the outside.

Familiar people disappear, and no one feels nothing.

Even if there were such a person, Bulkelso's name would not be on the list.

"It's a smile, a very happy smile."

"That's enough, they've done so much. Just being able to walk away with a smile on their face is enough."

Bulkasso held Rorschach's neck and walked directly towards the Elder's Temple.

There's also a half-dead Volusk waiting to be repaired.

Now is an opportune time to resolve the Volusk problem.

Diablo, Kanai and Jordan Kooler are all here.

What problem can't be solved by talking?

Fight it if you have one!

If it doesn't work, then hit until the brains fly out!

It has not been a day or two since Volusk wanted to beat Kanai violently.

The same is true for Kanai.

Coupled with Nephalem's hatred for Diablo, maybe they will start a righteous gang fight first?

who cares!

Anyway, Bulkelso's plan is advancing steadily.

Although there were several unpleasant twists and turns, it was still within his control!

What Uldyssian left to his future self was not so important to Bul-Kesso now.

If he didn't hate the kind of experience where all the memories are only familiar, Bulkelso could not pursue those pasts.

Those who live in the moment are warriors.

The barbarian can only choose to become a warrior, or become an assistant to the warrior.

To live, one has to face danger.

So soldiers can not do without.

It sounds a little sad, but in fact the glory and legend of the barbarians are all composed of sad stories.