314 Johanna's Message and Dr. Manhattan
A little while passed.
There was no need to know what Leoric and Death talked about.
An interesting thing was happening on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath at this time.
Maddock, who had just returned, was looking at Luke in front of him, feeling a little headache.
Originally, he was planning to go eat something with Bulkatho and Imprus. After all, being able to appear in a physical form was a rare opportunity for these ancestors. If it weren't for the big stone thrown by Orlongus, he would probably be stuffing a large piece of barbecue with sauce into his mouth.
Although the barbarians' barbecue skills were pretty good, sauce was a luxury in a world with scarce supplies.
"I say, I'm not surprised that you want to pursue strength, but isn't it a bit too hasty for you to come and say that you want to enter a more difficult secret realm?"
Orlongus was lying next to Maddock, and Maddock didn't mean to save face for Orlongus at all.
As soon as he came back, he went straight to settle accounts with Orlongus who had hit him with a stone. After a not-so-terrible battle, Orlongus was cursing at the foot of Maddock.
"The weak are not qualified to uphold the right in a cruel world. The weak can't even protect themselves, which only makes me feel despicable."
Luke said silently, holding the cracked war blade in his hand with a tone full of unwillingness.
"So your partner went to find Orlac? If you ask me, the most important thing you need to do now is to sleep quickly and forget about the failure temporarily. This is what you need to do.
If you fight now, you may be defeated by anger and die in the secret realm. The dead don't need to be strong."
Madock finally raised his foot that was stepping on Orlongus. It was not because he had a change of heart, but because Cassius had appeared in his sight.
If he planned to be hit by Cassius's fist, he could continue to step on Orlongus.
These two guys were inseparable on the battlefield. One eliminated all the elite demons, and the other smashed the demons into a pulp with huge stones.
Even the devil of hell would have a headache when these two guys were together.
"I know, but I may need a selfless fight to calm my mood..."
Luke did not give up his idea, but his words were ruthlessly interrupted by Maddock.
"Enough, the demons in the secret realm are also demons, but they are only for you to get familiar with power and get the gifts of your ancestors.
You want to calm your emotions by killing, right?
I tell you, no one will have no waves in their hearts when killing! Unless they have lost their conscience as human beings!
Now, go to bed immediately, and I will find a way to calm you down tomorrow. You are now on a despicable path!"
Maddock waved the axe in his hand roughly, and Orlongus did not fight back immediately after getting up.
Compared with the dignity of a dead man, it is more important to educate the younger generation.
But the humiliation this time will not end like this, and Maddock knows it in his heart.
Even in a fight at the level of play, winning or losing is still important.
It is better to say that it is precisely because this fight is just a play that both sides attach so much importance to winning or losing.
Luke did not continue to insist on his own ideas. He knew very well that Maddock was right.
It was just that his emotions kept surging and he rashly did such a thing.
The reluctance to be weak and the regret for being powerless were gnawing at his heart like a hard-haired mouse.
"I brought that guy back. You have a week to become stronger and then challenge again. This time no one will stop your fight."
Maddock whispered in a voice that only Luke could hear.
After the Purple Man lost the Sky Hammer of the Soul Destroyer, he was indeed weaker than the two ordinary people.
But this battle will be fair, and the Purple Man will recover to the level of power he had when he was the Sky Hammer Venerable, but his demise is already a foregone conclusion.
If Jessica and Luke died in his hands in the battle soon, no one would hate him. No matter whether the purple man won or not, his final result would only be death.
"I can't wait for the sun to rise tomorrow."
Luke said in a low voice, but his tone was finally much more relaxed.
Such performance made Maddock grin.
His heir can be stupid and like a fool, but he can't be in a panic.
When Maddock was alive, he could see the victory or defeat of his battle, but he would only do so in very important battles.
For example, for the continuation of the tribe, or there is a reason to win.
There is no fun in the predetermined victory or defeat. Some accidents will keep him sharp as a warrior, instead of losing his life at some point because of slow reaction.
"Okay, Orlongus, let's start the second round! This time I will let you choose the distance to start the battle."
Madoc glanced at Orlongus standing not far away and said so.
Then he saw the tribal blade and treasure-grabbing boots appear on Orlongus.
The Treasure Boots are the imitations that Olongus got from Rasuk. Of course, he also used the little power of Kanai's Box to add the legendary ability of Wrath of the Hidden Peak to his body.
Even though there is only one chance to use it, there seems to be nothing wrong with using it on Madoc.
As for the most important power of the earth, he has obtained an ancient legend from Bulcaisuo.
Now it's Madoc's turn to feel the pain!
"You're cheating!"
Madoc shouted with rage, then brandished his battle ax.
fear?
This is not the emotion that a barbarian should have. Even if he knows he is outmatched, he will not escape.
Could Olongus still kill him on the Holy Mountain?
"Bah! What would I have done if you hadn't stepped on me?"
Olongus cursed directly.
If it is said that the other barbarian ancestors will not see much change in strength even if they wear imitations of the legendary suit, but Olongus is the only exception.
Because the fixed fighting methods of other ancestors prevent them from fully utilizing the power of the legendary suit, and Orlongus' fighting method is naturally suitable for this suit of equipment!
"Why don't you TN go to Bulcaisel and take his ring of power from his hands!"
"You can also go to Bulkai and ask for an ancient wasteland suit or a Ninety Barbarian suit, but can you use it well?"
Olongus didn't leave much time for Madoc to react, and his figure had already soared into the sky!
The treasure-hunting boots can trigger three consecutive jump cuts in a short period of time.
The Earth Power set allows skills such as Challenge to activate the skills of the War Cry series.
Of course, it will also leave earthquake traces on the ground after each jump slash.
And the most terrifying damage in this set is the ancient spear and boulder throwing that is filled with all the anger!
Madoc is done with this beating, even Bulcasso can't save him!
…
"I thought there was nothing beautiful in the human world, at least that's what I thought when I took a sip of your wine."
Imprius was holding a pulled pork sandwich that had been stewed at a low temperature for twenty-four hours before being put into the oven and he was chewing on it.
The taste of this kind of food made him a little uncomfortable, but it felt extremely good.
"To be honest, the human world is much more complicated than the higher heavens. The good and the ugly are always intertwined. Sometimes I think it might be good to be an angel."
Bulcaisel picked up a can, opened it, and placed it in front of Imprius.
He bought these things on the way back. If he ate out, the Prius might get into trouble because of its incompatible living habits with humans.
So I had to take everything back to the blacksmith shop to deal with it.
"What is this? Isn't it another exciting drink? Then you'd better take out the Fountain of Paradise from your backpack and give it to me. I might get used to it a little bit."
Prius said this with his mouth full of food, but he still directly picked up the can.
It takes some courage to try new things, and the Prius is all about that.
"Woohoo! This is not bad! I think this thing may suit me better than your spirits."
Imprius said casually, and then looked at Gu Yi, who was sitting next to Bulcasso, with a curious look on his face.
"So Master, you have been silent since you arrived. Is there anything you want to say?"
"I'm just curious about courage."
Gu Yi said calmly, with no intention of continuing.
It's not a good experience to be interrupted while eating, and what she wants to say is not urgent at this moment.
"Curious about courage? You don't seem to be a person who lacks courage. In other words, everyone does not lack courage, but most of the time they don't realize that courage is by their side."
Inprius directly stuffed the last piece of sandwich into his mouth, and then swallowed it directly with the juice.
“Courage is just something that comes with every choice you make, whether it’s sleeping in the dark or thinking about tomorrow. Courage is everywhere.
But do you know why I have only given the power of courage and the wings of light to Bulcasso and that Anderson so far? "
Prius asked with a hint of amusement on his somewhat ordinary face.
"Perhaps they need the reminder that 'courage is always with you' the most? Or maybe they have your approval for something."
Gu Yi expressed his opinion while Bulkesso drank with his head covered. He didn't want to talk too much about this matter.
"Courage is never stingy, it's just that they truly realize what courage can do. Courage is the first step to grasping hope, and they have done it."
Because Prius grabbed the empty can in his hand, and for some reason he just wanted to crush the can.
"When Bulcasso faced Leoric, that time was..."
"That's enough, Prius, that's not what we're talking about right now."
Bulkiso directly interrupted Imprius. As a witness to everything at that time, Imprius knew exactly what Bulkiso encountered at that time.
But that's not the time, at least not yet.
"Tsk~ Okay, I seem to have become a little strange. Was Tyrell like me back then?"
Imprius smacked his lips and said.
After becoming a human, he seemed to become a little strange.
He was not so talkative.
"Tyrael back then? He was like a nagging old guy who knew everything but only told you what to do in your ear, similar to the kind of person who always pointed fingers when playing chess in the park.
Especially the fact that his guidance was not necessarily correct was the most similar."
Bulkaso took out another can of juice from a plastic bag on the side and placed it in front of Imprius.
No one knew how much an archangel's body could eat after becoming a mortal.
Damn Tyrael had no reaction at all after eating a day's worth of food in one meal, but just said that his stomach felt strange.
Who knows how much their stomachs can hold.
"That sounds bad."
Imprius took the can, then opened the pull ring and drank it in big gulps.
Juice was the first drink he liked.
"Then let's talk about Anderson. Anyway, this guy is quite interesting.
I remember that my consciousness had just awakened at that time, and I didn't have a clear feeling about everything, but that guy was the most special one near me.
My heart was full of fear, but I prayed to the angel to give him strength and let him have the courage to face those terrifying things.
I was still an archangel at that time, so I naturally wouldn't refuse a prayer, although I thought he was already very courageous.
How did you say that? Those who can still choose to face it in fear are the most courageous people? It seems so.
So I chose to live in him temporarily, but do you know? During the time we spent together, the priest named Anderson actually got the holy flame of courage from me little by little.
Just like Bulkatho, at that time I suddenly felt that he might be more suitable for my power than Johanna."
"So you chose him?"
As a qualified listener, Gu Yi just satisfied the narrator.
No one wants the audience to be silent when telling a story, and takes back the great corruption of talking about sex.
"He chose me. Just like before."
When Imprus said this, he glanced at Bul-Kathos, and continued after seeing that he didn't say much.
"He is just one of many mortals, and he doesn't look that strange. That kind of body transformation is not worth mentioning in my eyes, but he still resolutely chose to face it when he knew what he would become.
I have to say that he is the most suitable human being I have ever seen except Bul-Kathos."
"In other words, only those who choose to face it when they know the consequences are what you love?"
Ancient One was a little concerned about this question.
After all, this statement is really too vague. Do those criminals know what consequences their actions will bring?
Obviously, most of them know, but his behavior can never be evaluated by courage.
"Courage does not mean recklessness, so the Archangel of Courage never needs the guidance of the Archangel of Wisdom, because he can distinguish what is courage. Ancient One, this speculation is a bit offensive to Imprus."
Bul-Kathos said this and looked at Ancient One deeply.
According to what he knew about Ancient One, she shouldn't have said such a thing.
"Is it that Eternity wants to confirm something through you? Or has your soul changed?"
Bur-Kathos was a little concerned. Ancient One was a pretty good friend. There was no need to think twice before doing something immoral for a friend.
Now Bul-Kathos has the ability to say "no" to everything in this world and can take off the heads of those stinky guys.
"I'm not sure about this. Maybe we can seek help from Vishanti."
Faced with Bul-Kathos's question, Ancient One found it difficult to answer.
Eternity was a bit too high for her, and she was not able to make such a distinction.
"That's not necessary. The soul of this wizard has long ago ceased to be a human being. I can be sure of this. But she is not affected now. It's probably just an unintentional mistake."
Inprius said this, but he passed the information he knew to Bul-Kathos.
After hearing this, Bul-Kathos chose to remain silent. The not-so-big blacksmith shop finally fell into a somewhat awkward silence.
Imprus's meaning was clear. Ancient One's soul had been influenced by eternity at some point.
What she said now and many of her previous actions might not have been her original intention.
In matters of the soul, even the ancestors who had died a long time ago on the Holy Mountain had more say than Bul-Kathos.
After all, one cannot expect a being with a broken soul to correctly distinguish the problems of the soul.
If Bul-Kathos had not been a barbarian with the ability to perceive the aura of good and evil, he might have been easily fooled.
"Let's stop here on this topic."
Bul-Kathos finally broke the silence and spoke first.
"Imprius, I remember that you seem to have some training methods of the Crusaders?"
Bul-Kathos asked this. Compared with dealing with the problems of the soul, which was still a bit troublesome at the moment, the training methods of the Crusaders were more worthy of attention.
“Do you want to cultivate the Crusaders with the help of the Nephalem bloodline that resides in the secret realm in Harrogath?
I advise you not to think so. "
Imprius placed the second empty can of juice on the table, of course it was still the squashed one.
"Do you know the difference between the blood of barbarians and the Crusaders? Think about the Holy Crusaders created by Diavolo, and you still can't understand?"
Imprius dismissed Bulkesso's idea.
Likewise for the Nephalem, the gap between the Crusaders and the Barbarians is really big.
What is needed to create a holy king is not the bones of ordinary people, but the desecration of the corpses of the originally noble holy warriors after they died in battle.
The demon's power contaminated those bodies, and then Lilith's blood overpowered the angelic Inaris to give birth to that kind of guy.
Barbarian blood gave birth to the Crusaders?
This idea is a bit bizarre. Perhaps being able to barely cultivate a demon hunter is the limit of this bloodline.
"I know a young man who is very suitable to become a Crusader, but he failed to get the power of the Crusader from Arkhan's supplement."
Bulkesso said calmly.
"Arkhan's supplement? That legendary power is still too reluctant to lead a Crusader. What you may need is the power of Arkhan's suit.
It was just a not very powerful flail, and so far I only know of one person who can get the power of the Crusaders from that legend, Johanna. "
When Prius said this, he suddenly remembered something and said with some urgency:
"When we left Malthael's body, Johanna was still in the High Heaven! When the Temple of the Brave was destroyed, Johanna had not yet left the High Heaven."
Prius' words successfully attracted Bulcaisel's attention.
Compared to Sonya, Johanna is more recognized by Bulkesso.
Humility, justice, and the annihilation of sin.
Johanna is also the one Bulkesso trusts most among those partners.
"Are you sure that Johanna will not die under Malthael's pursuit? You must know that they are almost like me at the time and have no ability to face death."
Bulcaisel pressed.
"You know how powerful Johanna is. I dare say that if it hadn't been for your appearance, she would have grown to the point where she could defeat the Great Demon.
I would say you were too involved at the time. "
Inprius curled his lips.
After becoming a human, he began to explore the way of life as a human.
He wasn't Tyrael who became human with a purpose.
Since Prius became a human just so that his courage could advance further, he was much more relaxed than Tyrell.
"You forgot Rasma. No one can be sure whether Rasma will turn a blind eye to this. After all, in every profession, there have been strong people who embarked on the road to becoming gods."
"You can't blame all the losers on Rasma. You must know that the devil of hell will not let the next creation god be born from somewhere other than them."
As Prius said this, his expression became less pretty.
The demons in the Burning Hell do not want the God of Creation to appear outside of them, and will even plot against each other for this reason.
So is this also true for higher heavens?
Because the Prius can't be sure of that.
"Perhaps Malthael can know better, but I don't think he can communicate with us now."
In Prius said with some regret.
"Forget it, if you want to make your acquaintance a crusader, then just wait for the arrival of the higher heaven.
Calculating the time, it seems that it won't be too long. If Johanna is still alive, then she will definitely be in a higher heaven. "
The Prius brought this topic to an end, but Bulkesso obviously wouldn't pass up an opportunity to know more.
As for the soul of the Ancient One, if Johanna can really come, then these will no longer be a problem.
Witch doctor Nazebo and Crusader Johanna are the best at souls among them. Even Li Min, the genius mage, is not as good as them in the field of souls.
"Johanna was able to isolate all the demons outside the gate of the Crystal Dome. The pressure she faced at that time was no less than what I faced Diavolo, and she would not die.
I can swear by the epiphany of Alakat that I forged. "
Arakat's Epiphany is a very rare Crusader Shield.
Every successful block allows the body to get through the stiffness after using the skill faster.
Even Bulcaisuo only produced two ancient-level Arakat's Enlightenment.
Coupled with the Evoker Thorn Set, Johanna is definitely the Nephalem least likely to be defeated.
That kind of tenacity allows her to ignore numerous threats, and even the molten traps that are fatal to barbarians are likely not to take away Johanna's life.
"Then just wait and see. The higher heaven will come. Israel is constantly leading its arrival."
Imprius said so.
"By the way, are you interested in knowing what I paid for Israel to take over my job? That is definitely a wonderful story."
As the conversation about the Prius became more and more intense, he took out another can from the plastic bag in Bulqueso's hand.
Then he just took a sip and squirted it out, spreading it on the table and looking a bit messy.
"What the hell is this! The taste of this thing is far worse than the strong liquor you gave me!"
The drinks in the cans contain alcohol, but apparently compared to fruit juice, alcohol left a bad impression on Imperial.
In other words, there is a huge gap in quality between commercial beer and the spirits brewed by Burquesso.
"I think you probably threatened Israel with Malthael? Or did you promise to stand by his side in the battle between him and Malthael?"
Bulcaisel snatched the beer from Imperial's hand and poured it directly into his mouth.
"I think you may have to find a way to make sure that Tyrell has not been bewitched by Israel. Without the guidance of wisdom, justice will always look pale."
Bulcaisel was not very interested in the story of Imprius.
There may be fights between the archangels, but there has never been a situation where someone must die.
Even though Malthael swallowed other archangels, it did not dampen their will. Even the demon kings of hell were able to revive. Obviously Malthael's plan may be more than that.
"Auriel will be watching them, after all hope is everywhere."
Inprius smiled and took out another can, carefully examined the packaging on it, and only opened the can after confirming that it had the same shape as the juice he drank before.
Then he raised his glass to the empty corner, where the image of Auriel slowly appeared, then disappeared again after nodding.
"I can confirm that Tyrael, the most powerful among the archangels, knows the least, and you only know a little more than him."
Bulcaisel said angrily.
Burquetso was sure that the Prius was not as simple as it looked, but the Prius would never harm Burquetso.
Bulkesso can guarantee this.
…
"Israel, I think it's time to tell me the truth!"
Tyrell said to Dr. Manhattan in front of him.
Dr. Manhattan is standing next to Duan Kong, and the energy above Duan Kong is still spreading.
Apparently Israel used some means to use Dr. Manhattan's power to take over Imprius's job.
Now Tyrael is questioning Israel.
"He said that he doesn't have time to talk to you about this now. He has more important things to do, which is about the Demon King of Hell."
Dr. Manhattan turned his head and looked at Tyrell, who was wearing light wings, and seemed to be slightly surprised.
And the emotion of surprise should not appear in Dr. Manhattan, who has lost his humanity.
"Human, you should not interfere in the affairs of the Angris Council. Let Israel talk to me in person now!"
Tyrell exudes powerful power, but despite Dr. Manhattan's resistance, it has no impact on everything around him.
Maybe it was because Tyrael didn't use all his strength, but that wasn't the point.
Dr. Manhattan's eyes began to radiate energy. Apparently Tyrell called him "human", which caused waves in his calm heart.
It's been a long time since Dr. Manhattan was called "human."
He is almost omnipotent, completely beyond human understanding of "human beings".
It or God, more often people call him Dr. Manhattan.
"He said you need to be patient, Tyrael! The time will come!"
Dr. Manhattan said calmly, but he began to analyze Tyrell in front of him.
But unfortunately, just like Israel who only existed in his sight, he did not see anything more.
The energy in Tyrael was also something he couldn't understand. This was a novel experience.
"snort!"
Tyrell stood still and stopped questioning Dr. Manhattan in front of him, and turned his attention to the legendary weapon Duan Kong.
Even though there is a huge gap between Dr. Manhattan and humans, he is still considered within the scope of humans in Tyrell's eyes.
In other words, the scope of human beings in the eyes of these archangels is wider.
"What are you?"
For the first time, Dr. Manhattan followed his own will and asked a question. Asking questions was not unusual for Dr. Manhattan, but what was strange was the reason for the question.
Dr. Manhattan always answers questions with questions. In fact, he has already made a decision in his mind.
Human affairs have never been unknown in his eyes, but this time, he did ask questions about the unknown for the first time.
"I'm curious about what Israel used to convince such a being like you.
It is impossible for him to pay the price you are interested in now! "
Tyrell asked with great emotion.
Faced with Manhattan's questions, he chose to answer the questions with questions, which was a bit strange.
Dr. Manhattan was speechless.
It has experienced more than Tyrael, and it knows things in more detail than Tyrael knows.
For example, how he appeared in this world from another world.
He even experienced that battle between the rules of the two worlds, but unfortunately, he chose to stand by and watch.
Because he has lost everything he could lose.
He is probably the last remnant of that world, and he is also the reason why this world has not completely swallowed that world!
After Dr. Manhattan lost his humanity, there was no flaw that could be exploited!
His authority is creation and destruction!
Creation is not something that can be completely mastered by reason, but destruction can.
He is only half now, with only the rules of destruction left.
Even if he reconstructs everything he sees, it is just like assembling building blocks according to the instructions. He has lost his creativity!
"Then answer me, you remind me of those bad things! Your existence will only make me, as a righteous man, unbearable!"
Tyrael's mood became more and more irritable.
There is no sin in Dr. Manhattan, or is it like Baal, destruction is just a duty and cannot be defined by sin?
Tyrael cannot ignore the existence of Dr. Manhattan, and he begins to become aggressive.
As one of the three demons, Baal has a fear that cannot be ignored.
That is the natural fear of the destruction that destroys existence, but Baal never shows that he is entangled in sin.
That is his duty, so sin has become the nourishment of Azmodan.
And the reason why Azmodan behaves so disgustingly is because he has the sin of Baal in him!
Baal is the second only to Diablo among the three demons.
He and Diablo took completely different paths.
He has his own ideas about the path to becoming the God of Creation!
And now Tyrael has seen a guy similar to Baal, and he can't calm down at all.
"The existence called Imprus before didn't face me with this attitude. You are justice? Then why do you feel bad about me?"
Dr. Manhattan finally spoke slowly.
This time he didn't repeat Israel's words, and there was no extra trace on his azure face.
"Maybe I will only be on guard against existences like you! Do I need to say more about the nature of destruction!"