Dark Savages Come To the United States

"I always thought you were just a jerk who liked to joke."

Leoric spoke very casually.

So casual that she didn't mean to promise Rasma at all.

Even if Rathma has chosen to make concessions, he has no intention of agreeing to such a compromise.

Whose family's king only knows to look at the benefits in front of him every day?

He's just a guy who isn't funny at all!

Rathma's concession doesn't mean he's at a disadvantage!

In fact, even if Rathma made a concession, it would only get a little less from Leoric's hands.

"I like to joke, but I don't joke about things related to the safety of the world.

This is the biggest concession I can make, and you still suffer.

But one day you will understand what your loss at this time can bring to the world.

You will become a hero who exists in the story for a longer time.

Instead of dying now!

If you die now, you will be recorded as the Skeletor.

Leoric, are you going to accept a future that's not cool at all? "

Rathma didn't even glance at Leoric as he spoke.

He just concentrated on waving the sickle in his hand on the ground casually.

Every time he swung the sickle in his hand, a mark would appear on the ground.

If it was said that Leoric couldn't see what the pattern was at the beginning, but now he can already see it!

This is a magic circle that changes the nature of the land!

"How dare you do that!"

After seeing the foundation in this magic circle, Death instantly fell into anger!

Change the nature of the land?

certainly! This magic circle exists for this purpose!

The problem is that Rathma's job is to turn this land into the land of the dead!

This is to usurp the authority of death in the face of death!

"Death, I just want to prove something to you.

That is you are not invulnerable! "

There was a smile on Rathma's face, even though most of his face was blocked by the legendary armor of Trag'Oul's avatar.

His smile is also clearly visible!

On the helmet called "Tag'Oul Head", the visor is laughing wildly!

One thing Leoric was right about!

Rathma is a successor through and through!

Everything he did at this time came from the original necromancer, not the plausible priest of Rathma!

Tagoo!

Harnessing the power of God with a human body!

Mastered the mystery of balance with human will!

He could be the other side of the world, the Archangel of Balance, Israel!

Trag'Oul has mastered the balance that Yzreal lacked!

"Then try it!

Of course you are fearless, but there is always someone who can turn all your fantasies into vain bubbles! "

Death has finally struck!

Life begins to be stripped from all bodies that have ever had life!

This range is constantly expanding, and the initial starting point is the room where they are standing!

Death begins to spread!

Countless men and animals fell among the new Candulas!

Countless plants began to wither and turn into fly ash!

This power is unstoppable!

Candulas, which was in full swing, fell into dead silence at this moment!

"Your strength reminds me of Massa only.

It's just that he didn't dryly take away the life, but turned the dead into his own strength.

Of course you can do that, can't you?

So what I want to know is, why are you doing this? "

Imprius knocked Solarion to the ground!

A burst of fiery light began to spread from the position where the Gun of Courage stood!

Then fight against death!

The way of fighting to death is extremely cruel!

Like a woman who has lost all sanity and just wants revenge.

But it doesn't make sense!

Imprius is also the incarnation of the rules of the world, and he understands how damage to the world will be caused by doing so.

This level of damage cannot be eliminated even with a balance help.

There was no expression on the dead skeleton's face.

There are no eyes in the dark and empty eye sockets!

Not even the flame representing will and soul appeared!

Imprius has some doubts!

He's suspecting that he and Rasma are part of a death conspiracy!

"I'm just fighting for his rightful place in my world!

You are outsiders, but you stole my authority in front of me, death!

There is no other solution to this kind of provocation and insult other than fighting! "

Death's tone was no longer angry, but calm and chilling.

It's as if everything she's shown before is just part of a performance.

"No, I did not steal your authority.

It's just expanding your kingdom!

Remember what I said?

I will compromise or even give in. "

Rathma's visor took on a sarcastic expression.

This expression is not that of Rathma, but that of the eternal being, Targ'Oul!

Only legends possessed by Rathma can show such changes.

Because this body of legend was created by beings who once lived and are still alive now!

Only the original legend of the necromancer will be in such danger!

Trag'Oul's avatar?

The name of this set says it all!

When the guy wearing this set of equipment doesn't deserve Trag'Oul's recognition and help, then the existence standing here is not that person.

He will be the avatar of Trag'Oul!

"The territory of the dead is unlimited, and this place can only be counted as one at most."

Death is still calm, but seems to be a little speechless.

"Then your territory will now be ∞+1.

This is my sincerity and my concession.

The king of Candullas sank deep into the realm of the dead with his kingdom.

But they are still here.

Is such a compromise enough? "

Rathma's voice also regained its composure.

But the sneering expression was still on the mask of the leader of Trag'Oul!

Death understood that the guy in front of her knew part of her plan.

But definitely not all!

Perhaps both Rathma and Imprius thought she died just to gain more power than eternity.

Maybe they all think that death, a guy who only uses energy roughly during battle, is not a fighter, but a woman who knows nothing about fighting.

But they must be wrong!

Death is not good at fighting!

Because her authority can directly solve most of the enemies.

No matter what type of life form, as long as it is still life, it cannot defeat death!

No one can defeat death!

For death itself is but a gift!

"Ashila, accept their terms!

The endless spread of the power of death will inevitably damage this world!

We are all fugitives who have seen our world reduced to ruins.

So I don't want you to face such a day! "

Leoric's tone was heavy, but he had already drawn the King's Sword from his hand.

Everyone can compromise, but tough Leoric won't!

If you want to shut up Leoric, at least give him a fight!

Fighters never die on their sickbeds!

Leoric is the king of fighters!

"Leoric, you win.

At least this time you win.

We will back down.

With regard to your candulas, we will not try to interfere any further.

Of course, we cannot interfere with everything that happens in the kingdom of death. "

As Rasma spoke, the sickle in his hand finally finished the last stroke of the magic circle.

The power of the half-lived and half-dead began to transform all death and then merged into this land!

Corpses that had fallen due to the spread of the deadly essence rose up again, and continued what they had been doing before they fell.

It's just that those are just a shell, without the most important soul!

If the practice of death is the same as that of Malthael, then those souls that have turned into ghosts under the influence of Rathma will rejoin their bodies.

But the method of death is to turn those souls into a part of death, and then the power that drives death continues to expand.

Now the only thing that can bring these guys back to the past is death.

This is something that can't be done even by prying power.

It is death's natural control over all souls!

"The next thing we will not discuss here.

If you want to talk to me about something, you'd better come to me yourself.

After all, my brother is arriving soon.

I don't want to break a few bones in his embrace of strength and love. "

Rathma said with a smile, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Imprius was still standing there, the spear in his hand was blazing with flames.

Human courage can face the unknown!

You can take the risk!

But I can't fail to respond!

Death moves too fast.

Imprius didn't have time to protect those who should be full of courage.

Perhaps it was because Prius didn't expect from the very beginning that Death would act excitedly and directly.

This kind of performance made Imprius have some doubts about who is the arrogant existence.

"I'm not interested in your plot.

But I don't tolerate any unprompted killings.

They don't even know who the guy who took their life is!

You also didn't give those beings who can be called warriors any chance of revenge.

Death, I will remember you!

If you have the chance, someone will teach you what a warrior is and what fighting is! "

Imprius paused the gun of courage in his hand bitterly.

The figure turned into a mass of mist and disappeared!

...

Above the high heaven.

In this vast and empty environment, Bulkelso appeared here after a long absence.

Bulkelso doesn't like places like High Paradise very much.

Everything is bright and beautiful and a little fake.

From a distance the place looked grand and beautiful, but pale.

Obviously, there are bloodstains of soldiers everywhere here, but they were also cleaned up.

Compared with this beautiful palace-like building, Burkasso prefers the mountains outside the High Paradise.

The term high heaven has always referred to two places in Sanctuary.

One is about the world of high heaven, and the other is about this pure white palace that was once full of angels.

Bulkelso came here, waiting for someone to come.

"How is it? Is there any difference between this place and the one in your impression?"

A gentle voice sounded, and Auriel's figure slowly stepped out of the azure blue halo.

"Compared to the one in my memory, this place lacks a little taste of time.

Auriel, are you here to stop me? "

Bulkeso's words were not too polite.

But this is perhaps the best attitude Bulkelso can give when facing the archangel.

Auriel is different from Imprius.

Everyone trusts Bul-Kelso, but there are not many people who Bul-Kelso can trust that are still alive.

Imprius is one.

In the eyes of Burkasso, Auriel is more troublesome than Masail.

This kind of trouble is not a threat, but difficult to live with.

How to get along with hope?

Stretch out your hand and grab the hem of Hope's clothes?

That's not quite right.

Or is it watching hope come and go freely in front of you?

Auriel just hopes that the more powerful an existence is, the more difficult it is to find a suitable way to get along with Auriel.

Hope is everywhere, but hope is also always selfless.

"When have I stopped someone from doing something?

Some of the things I interfered with were at most giving my own advice. "

Auriel has always been like this.

"How soon will your baby be born?"

Burkasso looked at the mountains in the distance of High Paradise, and seemed very calm.

A peaceful Immortal King is somewhat rare.

The First Patriarch always escaped, and Vorusk was always in pain.

Bulkelso can still find a little peace in the depths of his heart.

It's a pity that this kind of calm has another name, that is emptiness.

Sealing part of one's soul with one's own hands is a bit weird.

As I become stronger and stronger, it becomes more difficult to describe the day when I will find myself back.

"Probably a few months?

I am a human being now. According to the gestation time of human beings, it takes more than nine months to give birth.

Burkesso, are you interested in teaching my kids? "

Auriel seemed to be talking to an old friend.

It is difficult for this archangel to make others feel disgusted, but this archangel is also high above.

"Not interested, you should teach your children yourself.

But I have to say, you'd better not continue to mix.

There must be sacrifices in battle, and your nobility has already been recognized.

In contrast, your actions have long been remembered by the Nephalem.

You are not kind, at least as far as humans are concerned. "

It was rare for Bulkelso to say a few more words.

After saying these words, he turned around and walked towards the crystal dome.

There is the source of power in the high heaven!

Things like crossing time require energy.

Bul-Kelso is not the Doctor Who who doesn't even know his name, he is not the Child of Time.

Although time has been imprisoned in the dark soul stone on the forehead.

But now Bulkelso can only rely on himself, and he can't let himself be in any possible weak state.

"I thought you were a perpetual motion machine warrior.

Aren't you able to fight in any state?

I still remember your heroic appearance in the deep pit of Arreat with your hideous wounds all over your body. "

Auriel seemed to be joking, but her tone and expression were too serious, making it hard to tell.

"You came to persuade me?

I know what I'm doing, I'm just borrowing the infinite energy that can sustain the existence of a world from the high-level heaven.

It will not affect you in any way.

So, make way for me. "

Bulkelso let out a long sigh, and strode forward.

It was getting closer and closer to Auriel, but Bulkasso had no intention of avoiding it at all, nor did he stop his footsteps.

If a soldier has to avoid even walking the way he wants to go, he will lose his vigor.

Bulkelso misses his time fighting in Sanctuary.

At that time, he was not as strong as he is now, but that kind of battle made him a little fascinated.

The barbarians acted as sharp knives, Bulkelso and Sonya rushed into the wave-like group of demons one after the other and began to divide the battlefield.

Karasim quickly wandered around the battlefield, controlling the actions of the demons, and imprinted them with the Explosive Palm.

Nazeebo is a little behind and ready to summon the firebat, and Johanna is like a rock to block the impact of the demon.

Li-Ming and Vera will start bombing at the edge of the battlefield.

That kind of battle is enough to go on, and it's also fun enough.

Although everyone didn't use all their strength to fight, the way of fighting made the battlefield seem a little more tender.

"Bulkeso, Rathma has arrived."

Auriel backed away the moment she was about to collide with Bulkelso.

Her pace was consistent with Bulkelso's, and the two kept a distance where they could feel the heat while breathing.

Apparently, Auriel did what she said, and didn't plan to forcefully intervene to stop it.

But she is also following her usual practice, constantly persuading Bulkelso in front of her.

"so what?

Rathma is a different hero than me, we took different paths.

He wants to save the world, and I want to save the world.

It is his business that he is willing to sacrifice others, but with me, only the strongest are qualified to sacrifice!

I will do everything I have to do, and he is always looking for the next opportunity in constant compromise!

You hope, you know exactly what his actions represent!

Even if you choose the right path, if you can't even go on, it means failure!

He is a hero, but he is destined to only become a tragic hero.

And I at least have the chance to be that unquenchable light! "

Bulkelso quickened his pace a little while speaking.

Apparently the news of Rathma's arrival had sent him into a mood swing.

Rathma has arrived, what about Malthael and Lilith?

Bulkelso couldn't believe that after the battle over there the eventual victors had nothing to gain!

Now you have to hurry up a little bit!

The breath of death flashed before, but Burkasso knew very well that it was not Malthael's power.

He had seen the death of this world.

A goddess who is not good at fighting but can affect life as long as she exists.

Such a death should not be like that.

It can only be said that she is being feared!

Is there any power that fears death, and does not want death to understand what is an evenly matched fight and a battlefield.

Bulkelso is not worried about losing because he has never lost before!

It's like someone saying that he is immortal because he has never died.

Not happening doesn't mean it doesn't exist, but not happening means that there is no need to worry about those right now!

There is only one thing that Burkasso is most worried about, and that is whether wisdom has already laid down its pawns in this world?

The decisions that Masail made were rarely wrong.

The only possible reason for failure is that he has never seen human nature clearly.

The Archangel of Wisdom always said he couldn't understand human decisions before he became that madman.

Not only is it an emotional decision or a rational decision, human beings can always exceed his expectations.

I don't know if this guy has found a way to judge a person's behavior now?

Maybe?

As long as he obtains the knowledge that is regarded as endless, Malsail can become the top powerhouse in an instant.

Knowledge is simply too powerful!

Everything that has happened is documented by knowledge!

Coincidence or not, there are other ways to seek power besides those you are born with.

Knowledge can be clearly recorded!

Like the way Vorusk ripped a piece of authority from death.

Burkesso had reason to believe that it was Vorusk's method that was leaked to Masayel that led to everything that followed.

Of course, it is also possible that the extraordinary wisdom has found clues by itself?

When Lilith was sealed back then, it wasn't just Nephalem who contributed!

Uldyssian was just starting, and the Archangels offered their strength.

Even the devil kings of the burning hell are applauding!

Both Lilith and Inaris were outliers in their respective groups, but their groups did not exclude them!

They did not come to Sanctuary to thrive because they were abandoned by their own kind.

It's just that they chose to leave!

Angels are angels, demons are demons.

Only the nephalem who remained in the world became the goals and pawns of both sides.

"Bulkelso, I want you to stop for a moment.

Because you can't guarantee whether your approach is correct!

Even Jotun Kooler gave you a guarantee! "

There was some eagerness in Auriel's voice.

She really takes it seriously.

"This has nothing to do with Jotun Kooler.

He has the wisdom to confuse me, but he will never betray the nephalem!

You can't see the hatred of Jotun Kul, and you can't see the irritability of the first ancestors.

Kanai's nobility has become the object of your use.

but now!

Can you see my anger! ?

Can you! See the world howling! ?

I want to save the world not because of the halo of the title of savior!

Just because everything I cherish, everything I love lives in this world!

And now, are you going to use words to persuade me to give up saving my comrades?

You are as arrogant as I am! "

Bulkelso finally stopped, and Auriel couldn't retreat!

In front of Bulkelso and behind Auriel is the gate of the crystal dome!

Bulkelso is waiting in the crystal dome for the news of the victory of the war!

Now just reach out! Open this door!

Six thousand characters.

The result is that last night I really didn’t code out 2,000 words...

I plan to sleep for two hours after four o'clock in the afternoon, and wake up at eight o'clock in the morning...

The middle three alarms didn't wake me up...

I feel like this shouldn't be normal...

There is no such thing as lethargy, right? Shall I go and have a look?