358 I Am the Death of Two Worlds (10,000-Word Chapter)

"Who's next?"

Bulcaisuo said a little boredly!

"I'll do it!"

Suddenly a bald man emerged from the crowd!

Just a black bald head.

That’s right, it’s Nick!

As a result of the lottery, Nick Fury had nothing to say under the restriction of not swearing.

"I need an armed force and I think my performance deserves that."

Nick Fury stood in front of Bulcasso, his eyes unwavering.

It was as if he wasn't the one who was nearly killed the last time they met.

I don’t know whether to call Nick Fury shameless or full of fearless courage.

Bulcaisel raised his eyes and looked at Nick Fury, and at the same time looked at Constantine who was smiling evilly and said:

"When did you come?"

Bulkesso asked.

Nick Fury and the others were drawn in when the "Secret Realm" opened, and Bulcasso still knew this.

It's just that he really doesn't want to have a good attitude towards guys like Nick Fury.

Asking this unnecessary question is just a boring pastime.

By the way, let’s take a look at how brave Nick Fury can be.

Although being able to climb the Holy Mountain is considered courageous, having and having more are two different things.

"I thought you would know everything. It seems like I'm overthinking it."

Nick Fury said this.

Even facing Bulkesso, he felt that what he did was right.

So there is nothing to worry about.

Even though Bulkatho has the power to kill his soul.

Although the word "necessary sacrifice" does not appear in his mouth often, it is quite common to use this sentence to convince himself.

And Nick Fury really believes this.

"Okay, an armed force?"

Bulcaisuo frowned, and then looked at Banal, who was holding the husky and teasing him.

"Are there any requirements? For example, time, race, etc."

Burquesso made additional questions to this request.

Nick Fury's performance in battle is not very impressive.

If I have to say it, it is probably the self-awareness of running away immediately when facing Barr that is a highlight.

As for Nick Fury…

He only thought that the armed forces of the barbarians were managed by Banal, and he did not take Burcasso's eyes seriously.

Regarding the "race" issue, he thought he was talking about ghosts.

Nick Fury was a little excited thinking about this.

A team of ghost warriors joining S.H.I.E.L.D. is just awesome.

Physical attacks are ineffective, elusive, and possesses great power.

Best of all, ghosts don’t ask for wages!

The approved funds can build several more safe houses.

"There are no requirements. It is well known that there will be no racial discrimination issues in SHIELD. You can rest assured."

Nick Fury said this.

Although he had tried his best to control his emotions, he still showed some impatience.

"All right."

Bulkesso pondered for a while.

"It will probably take a few months, and by then you will have a reliable armed force."

Burquetso gave his answer.

When things here are over, Bulcasso is going to ask Banal if there is any way to quickly expand the dog's group.

If that doesn't work, finding some cute stray animals is another option.

Training animals is no problem for Banal.

Those little guys will become combat-ready in no time.

Banal has a way of training small animals.

Coupled with Kotur, who likes to contact and wrestle with small animals, Burqaso thinks there is no problem.

Wayne, who was in the crowd, looked a little strange.

He thought about the time a few days ago when he was knocked to the ground by a few dogs while wearing the armor he made.

Although it was just a test of the difference between the equipment made by technology and the equipment forged by Bulqessor, the trained dog is really powerful.

Banal sensed what Bulcaisuo meant, and turned around with the husky in his arms, facing this way with his back.

The dog whined and whined, and kicked a nearby tree. The snow fell down, turning Nick Fury's head white.

The speed at which this husky became stronger was somewhat outrageous, and perhaps one of the important factors was Banal's thigh bone.

"I will make a special trip when the time comes."

Nick Fury said as he waved the snow off his head, his expression as normal.

"Next."

Bulkesso said casually.

He doesn't plan to care too much about Nick Fury.

This guy might be able to talk to Tyrael.

Superior justice can sometimes be quite annoying.

"Here I come! I feel like I didn't do anything in the battle before, but I want to beg you to save my child! I can do anything!"

Nadya pushed Dugan away and shouted loudly.

Danny's body began to heat up, which made her more and more uneasy as a mother.

Although Aunt Mala had prepared some things she might need, and even cooked a pot of broth for her.

But the uneasiness in my heart still didn't get better at all.

Bulcasso glanced at the child in her arms, and her eyes became serious.

Although he knew it was impossible, he still couldn't help but care!

On Danny's body, he felt Mephisto's aura!

Not the Mephisto who beat up the hungry homeless man, but the pure hatred!

"Put your son here."

Bulcasso swept away the snow on the ground, revealing a flat stone slab.

There were some rough graffiti-like things on the stone slabs.

There are always some strange things found near the Elder's Temple, and only the Great Elder can know their specific functions.

And now the barbarians have no great elder.

Fortunately, Bulkesso has a way to make use of these legacy.

"OK!"

Nadya's tone was urgent, and she gently placed her son on the stone slab, then took off her coat and covered her son.

Danny's face began to glow red, and began to transmit a high enough temperature.

Burcasso gently tapped his heels and contacted Warusk.

To stabilize a child's bloodline and not let the child turn in the direction of the devil, it is better to let professionals do it.

After all, the responsibilities of the great elder are now assumed by Warusk.

"Chirp!"

A pig growled, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Johanna came over with Steve.

The pig's cry came from the dagger in Johanna's hand.

Gu Yi touched the dagger in his sleeve with a smile.

It seemed that he was thinking of having a pleasant time with those hell monarchs.

Sometimes it is more convenient and effective to talk about physics than to talk about reason.

"This kid seems to be half-demon?"

Johanna said this before she even came forward.

The power belonging to the Crusaders in his body continued to rise.

There was a little compassion in his eyes.

Half-demon children are the most pitiable, and their will will be overwhelmed by the instinct of demon blood at any time.

Reason is a luxury for them and is beyond their control.

When Nadya heard this, she threw herself on the child and burst into tears in an instant.

She did something wrong. The choice she made to survive may deserve the understanding of onlookers. No matter how bad it is, she should wait and see. It is reasonable to condemn the crime.

And the wrong things she did were not enough to repay with her life.

After all, Nadya and her son did not harm anyone else's life.

"Not only is he a half-demon, but the accumulated evil has cast a shadow on this child's soul."

Bulkesso took a deep look at Nadya.

As a mother, Nadya did her best to provide her son with the necessities of life.

But Danny was also her accomplice in deception and theft.

"Please save him, I can do anything!"

Nadya kept talking.

She and her son were the only people present who were not standing, and they were the only ones being watched.

This makes the scene look a bit bleak.

"Can I say something?"

came the voice of Hellboy, who was wearing a cloak and clutching several chocolate bars.

Although his windbreaker had been destroyed when he encountered Baal, along with the demonic part of his body.

But the good news is that Orek kept his life alive.

Along with that part of him that is human.

After losing his stone arms, red skin and horns, he now looks like a middle-aged strong man.

"Boy!"

Lizzy nervously grabbed Hellboy's hand.

Although there is no element of hell in him now. But for a while, Li Zi still didn't get used to calling him Anu.

"Say it."

Bulkaso looked at Anu En Rama in front of him while holding the medicine bottle, casually pinched a piece of skin on his arm, and then pulled it off.

Injured, he can use the medicine bottle.

"Perhaps this child can be regarded as my cousin?"

Anu said this.

Strange eyes.

The father of the child Danny is the doppelgänger of Mephisto, the king of hell.

And Hellboy is the blood descendant of all hell monarchs.

If it's my cousin, there doesn't seem to be any problem.

"I felt the aura of the Lord of Hell from his body, and of course the aura of the guy named Baal."

Anu said this.

He scratched the top of his head.

He became a human being and no longer had to keep that weird Yue to take the lead.

I shaved off the hair on top of my head to prevent my horns from growing back.

It's just that the hair on his head makes him a little uncomfortable.

Bulkesso nodded upon hearing this.

What he felt was more detailed.

The hell king named Mephisto is not a problem.

The problem is that hell demon with the same name!

Mephisto's consciousness was handed over to him by Baal, and his power was divided into two parts, and two demon gods were constructed in the "secret realm".

This child named Danny is contaminated with some fragments of the power of the Hell Demon.

"Mephisto's power, this may be a kind of fate."

Bulcasso glanced at Leiko.

This child has the potential to become a nephalem, as long as he can find a little angel blood and stuff it into it.

There are not many angels alive now.

Ezur, Israel, and Anderson.

Tyrael is in the Burning Hell keeping Baal company.

Because Prius and Auriel are already humans.

What Bulkesso wants to ask Leiko is if she is willing to teach a child.

Leiko shook her head slightly.

She didn't want to take care of the kids.

Because she has never even taken care of her own children, she will not let other children get her maternal love.

That wouldn't be fair to her child.

Now that there is no angel bloodline that matches the strength of that hell monarch, there is only one way.

"Jordon Kule, come back! Take Kanai's Box with you!"

cried Bulcaisel.

Anyway, we are going to use Kanai's Box, so leave it to Zortun Kule.

"Such a great artifact, just use it for this! I've finished what you want to say, hurry up!"

Bulkesso didn't give Jordan Kule a chance to be sarcastic and directly stole his lines.

Saying these words to Jotun Kule brought a smile to Johanna's face.

"Me! X!"

Jotun Kule rarely used foul language. Facing the barbarians, his profound knowledge as a mage was of little use.

"Li Min always quarreling with you is definitely not because she is idle! Bulkeso!"

Jotun Kule pulled Banner and flew back.

His face was trembling continuously, and his soul was a little unstable.

"Um?"

Bulcaisuo held the Judgment Hammer and glanced at Jotun Kule.

The scene immediately became lively.

"I knew that profound knowledge would never be useless. Look at the good things you have done, Zoldun Kule!"

Korik said coaxingly.

It's great that Jordan Kuller's advice helped Bulkesso find a way to silence his rants.

"What are you going to do?"

Nadya said with a trembling voice.

She still didn't quite understand what method Bulkesso wanted to use to save her son.

Even though she made up her mind after watching Bulcasso achieve the wishes of those before her, her determination was still trembling at this time.

"Extract the demon's bloodline from his body, and by the way clear out the soul of the demon who was a coward. Don't worry about your child, he will grow up healthily.

What you should consider now is how to atone for your sins. "

Johanna said this, looking at Nadya with a bit of disgust.

It's not like she hasn't seen single mothers who are lucky enough to have to raise their children, but getting something for nothing is not worthy of her pity.

The Crusader's mercy is anything but cheap.

Johanna's body exuded a holy light, making her look like a god.

In terms of appearance, the Crusaders are considered the top group among the Nephalem.

Think of the scarred body and rugged character of the barbarian, the calm look and calloused fists of the monk, the gloomy temperament of the demon hunter, and the witch doctor...

Not to mention the witch doctor.

The Crusaders have the best image.

Nadya finally calmed down, perhaps because of Johanna's confessional temperament.

Zoldun Kule stepped on the whirlwind and fell down, holding Kanai's Box in his hand.

Kanai's will still remains in this magic box, so it is impossible to take it away from the barbarian.

Unless they can defeat Bulcaisel and the barbarians all over the mountains and plains.

Bulcaisuo frowned and opened a portal casually.

"Leiko, I'll leave the rest to you. I have something to deal with."

Bulcaisuo said this, took down the mountain-splitting ax and inserted it on the stone bricks.

The moment the mountain-splitting giant ax touched the ground, the icy cold air began to spread.

But it quickly closed up.

It has almost selected the object, and now it just needs to wait.

…

"Meet Bulcasso again."

Imprius looked at the portal in front of him with a hearty smile on his face.

The power of courage acted on Jill's body, wrapping up the minor wound, and it healed quickly.

Bulcasso looked at this scene with serious eyes.

"Did you swallow Auriel?"

Bulcaisel's tone was not polite at all.

Courage has no power to heal others.

That is the authority of hope.

It is a strange thing for the healing power to appear in Imprius.

"Don't sound so horrible. I just developed a deeper connection with Oriel."

Imprius said so.

Then he showed his true nature to Bulcaisel for inspection.

A burst of light spread, filling the place with positive power.

"What offspring can two angels leave behind?"

Bulcaisel stood in front of Jill, then glanced at Frank and Anderson before speaking to Imperius.

"We are not archangels anymore, maybe it will be a human child?"

Imprius said so.

Then he took back his essence.

"What are you looking for for me? I still have finishing work to finish."

Bulcasso said as he walked towards his blacksmith shop.

Imprius followed him with a smile.

Anderson followed without saying a word. Frank glanced at his family, nodded and followed.

"I found two people when I was checking the High Heaven. I thought you might be interested."

Imprius said so.

Then he sat on the bench outside the blacksmith shop.

"who?"

Bulcasso was a little surprised, but he still didn't stop opening the lock.

The heavy iron lock was opened, and the air inside the blacksmith shop began to circulate.

Burcasso took out two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet and sat at the table.

"One is called Odin and the other is called Frigga.

I saw a hole opened on the top of the high-level heaven, and then two people fell down. Fortunately, the fountain of heaven has begun to flow, otherwise he might have died. "

Because Prius took a bottle of liquor, looked at it and poured it into his mouth.

Courage filled with a desire for challenge, he planned to challenge wine as a drink again.

Maybe you'll like it?

"This is not enough for you to find a way to call me over, what else is there?"

Bulcaisel waved to Anderson and Frank and arranged for them to sit down.

He doesn't care about status.

They are all life, and there is no distinction between high and low in nature.

Individuals have various ways of distinguishing, whether they are strong or not, how much wisdom they have accumulated, etc.

But those are essentially extensions of life.

As for Odin and Frigga, he heard about the fall of Asgard.

It's just not a good thing to rashly interfere in other people's family affairs before receiving clear help.

"I feel Diavolo's aura from their bodies. What's the reason?"

After Inprius finished speaking, he placed the strong drink on the table.

Sure enough, he still couldn't accept this feeling.

Too choking.

"A piece of good news."

Bulkesso said.

His face was not very pretty.

The fall of Asgard is obviously related to Diablo, but he has already tried, and the space around Asgard has become very chaotic.

It is impossible to open the portal.

Unless there is one more space in the list of rules that Burquetso has mastered.

"You can come to Harrogas and tell me this kind of thing directly, not through the child."

Bulcaisel looked at Imprius and said this.

"The righteous barbarians will start a righteous gang fight against a former archangel who seriously provoked them. I don't want to get into that bad luck."

As Prius said this, there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Tyriel likes this tone, because his gang fights will be called justice."

Bulkesso said.

Then he raised the bottle.

"Here's to justice."

As Prius said this, he picked up the bottle of liquor that he had just put down.

"For justice."

Burcasso twitched the corners of his lips and said, then clinked glasses with Imprius.

"I heard what Auriel said. It seems that the finishing work you haven't dealt with yet is probably the succession to the Immortal King?"

Imprius said this with a pair of serious eyes on his smiling face.

"You seem to be on your own. At least now you have learned to fake a smile."

Bulkesso remained calm.

"Okay, I know I can't stop the Barbarian's will, but do you really think becoming the Immortal King would be a good thing?"

Imprius said so.

There was absolutely no intention of avoiding Anderson and Frank.

"That has nothing to do with whether it's a good thing or not. That's my responsibility."

Bulcaisel put the wine bottle on the table and spoke to Imprius.

Becoming the Immortal King never seems to end well.

But it’s not a question of whether you want to do it or not.

But when to do it? The sooner the better!

"Bulkess! Bulkesso! Can you hear the difference between the two times I say 'bulkesso'?"

There are no two identical flowers in the world, and there are no two identical Bulkesso in the world. "

Imprius said this, but when he was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted.

"If you dare to say that name, I can make it impossible for you to leave this place!"

Bulkesso said.

This world is not like the one before. Most people here know what a tie is.

This is a bit annoying.

"You misunderstand me, Bulcaisel.

Even if you bear the name of the first-generation barbarian, you can't do exactly the same thing as him. "

Prius said a little embarrassed.

He didn't know why Bulkesso was so sensitive about a name.

In fact Bulkesso's sensitivity has become a habit.

Habits developed over long years, and he was too lazy to correct them.

"But I can do better."

Bulkesso said.

Then he looked into the distance along the open door.

There is the aura of life and death there, and what is even more disturbing is that there is the aura of the Lantern Ring of Justice.

"Prius, it seems you are not telling me something."

Bulcaisel stood up, and the previously suppressed energy in his body began to show.

The tabletop is a little wobbly, but it's okay.

Because the Prius is protecting everything here from the power that Bulcasso inadvertently unleashes.

This is a tacit understanding between the two.

The reverse is also true.

"Death is crazy, you should know that."

Because Prius opened his palms and said frivolously.

"Auriel likes you like this?"

Bulcaisel frowned and glanced at Imprius.

He didn't really want to talk about the subject of death and madness.

Leoric's end is not something that needs to be repeated.

"Who knows? Anyway, we are all newbies, and we need to experience many things.

At least now, I feel emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and joy more deeply. "

Inprius smiled.

Then he glanced at Anderson, with satisfaction in his eyes.

"You want to be human, not courageous?"

Bulcaisel's eyebrows came together.

The news is somewhat bad.

"Nothing I do will change my nature as Courage, but now I don't need to think about the things I need to think about when I am Archangel Iprius."

Imprius once again picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

"Ha~ To be honest, I still prefer juice."

Prius said this after taking a long breath of alcohol.

It's like he wants to make the current situation less embarrassing.

"Well, no one is in a position to ask another will to do what they want. I will not take any action to stop your ideas.

Now, I'm off to take care of the finishing touches. "

Bulkesso said with twinkling eyes.

"Next time, you can call me outside the gate of the Holy Mountain instead of this way. Because of Prius, there will be no next time."

Burquetso warned.

Imprius just smiled silently and looked at Bulcasso.

Bulkesso knew of his good intentions, and that was enough.

Since Prius was able to find Bulcaisel in this way, so can Diavolo.

This way of calling is just a reminder.

And Bulqueso responded.

The safety of the Frank family seems to be related to him. If something goes wrong, the Frank family will become victims of the war between the barbarians and the devil.

It was precisely after Bulcaisel understood this that he warned Imperius.

The more dangerous thing is, will death be angry?

"I heard that you found the gem?"

Imprius tapped the table with his fingers and spoke softly.

This is another reminder.

The conversation between Bulkesso and Ursh only took place in that "secret realm".

But the Prius knew the news.

Bulquesso would not have suspected anyone present because he had someone better to suspect.

Jordan Kule.

This guy probably figured this out when Bulqueso woke him up.

That wily ancient soul, full of calculations about the future at every moment, could do this.

Bulkesso was convinced.

"Auriel is on the other side of death?"

Bulcasso asked casually, his tone not so sure.

Death has gone crazy.

As the Prius attempts to stem the storm of death, death itself should also be observed.

Auriel, as the ubiquitous hope, is the best suited to detect information.

But now she is a human being.

Bulcaisel wasn't sure whether Auriel would have the same immunity as the archangels when faced with the rules of death, but Auriel never disappoints.

Hope lasts forever.

"Auriel brings hope, and I don't think anyone can deny the existence of hope."

Imprius said so.

His expression was full of confidence.

Oriel never incurs resentment.

No one can deny hope.

…

"Archangel?"

Death nestled on the throne, curled up in a ball.

The black robe she wore covered her entire body.

Mina Harker still stood quietly, making no movement.

"Hello, I want to tell you some good news."

Oriel said with a smile.

In the kingdom of death, darkness is everywhere.

This atmosphere can better bring out the mystery of death itself.

Mystery brings fear and distance, and of course it also breeds some curiosity.

"You seem to be untrustworthy in my eyes, at least not worthy of all trust."

Death turned his back to Auriel, his face buried deep in the throne.

Apart from death, only Mina Harker, who became a member of the Skeleton King, still stayed there.

The dead who were originally everywhere have disappeared, they have been exiled by death.

From your own sight!

"I bring hope."

Oriel said softly.

The voice is gentle and peaceful.

But it's still a bit difficult to soothe the nerves of death.

"Listen! I will keep our covenant, but not because I want to! I'm just...just following my brother's opinion."

The voice of death was a little uncertain, but the despair and confusion were all exposed in front of Auriel.

"I know, but I just hope."

Oriel said this.

The body began to glow with warmth.

In this dark environment, Auriel became the only light source that could be found.

"Hope? You are just the hope of one world, but I am the life and death of two worlds. You want to redeem me? What a joke!"

The sound of death became sharper, like the sound of bones rubbing against each other.

She finally turned around and sat on the throne with an upright attitude.

This time she did not show the skeleton-like posture, but appeared in front of Auriel as a young human woman.

The black cloak disappeared without knowing when.

The young, pale Gothic woman wears clothes that are ubiquitous in the human world.

Wearing a black top and jeans, she wore a silver cross necklace on her slender neck, and a mark on her right eye similar to the Eye of Horus.

Holding a bouquet of withered flowers in her hand.

She is cheerful, down to earth, bubbly, and serves as the embodiment of dreams.

At this time, she is not so much dead as a part of life.

Vibrant vitality is faintly jumping out of all the decayed places.

The eyes are deep and long.

"Hope, tell me, what is your hope based on?"

Death spoke softly.

The voice was graceful and no longer sounded crazy.

He just looked at everything in front of him calmly, seeming a little lonely.

Auriel was shocked by this change. The death in front of her seemed to have changed fundamentally from the one she knew.

"Why should you be surprised? I said, I am the birth and death of life in two worlds."

Death said so.

Calm and gentle.

She stood up and walked to Auriel, stretched out her somewhat pale hand, and slowly placed it on Auriel's abdomen.

"Shouldn't hope be based on the existence of all life? Or, pure hope, do you represent the expectations of a world?"

Death said this with a smile.

Auriel felt another heartbeat slowly appear in her body.

Just when she was a little overwhelmed, the heartbeat disappeared little by little.

"It seems that Courage and I have underestimated this place."

There was undetectable anger in Auriel's eyes.

But his tone was as calm as ever.

"Pure hope, why do you think I am fascinated by Leoric? Because he is different? Or because he is completely contrary to me?"

Death said so.

There was a little bit of expectation in his eyes.

"Why are you so helpless when facing Bulcasso?"

Oriel asked.

The brilliance on his body is still working hard to spread the power of hope.

"Because I am the death of two worlds."

Death said so.

Then he took back his hand.

Auriel felt the subtle fluctuations of the soul in her belly.

This stab completely calmed her mind.

"So, you think you can defeat Bulcaisel?"

Auriel had a slight sneer on her face.

"No, I don't think so. But life will eventually lead to death. All I have to do is wait quietly."

Death said so.

Then he walked past Mina Harker, stretched out his hand and touched the round head.

"Before Bulcaisel appeared, I never imagined that there would be such a powerful person. The short battle made me understand that death is a natural phenomenon, not a reckless gift.

It's just that his end is far beyond my sight, but it will come eventually. How can a complete life be without death? "

Death slowly sat back in his chair.

"Has Bulcaisel obtained the authority over the dream? I'm looking forward to the time when he takes control of that authority."

Death said so.

There was nostalgia in his eyes.

"Do you have a preference between the two worlds of death?"

Oriel said this.

The radiance on his body clearly illuminates the kingdom of death.

Every inch of the ground was dyed jade-colored, and every part of the ground showed a shimmer.

"I said, I am the death of two worlds. Only I am the death of two worlds."

Death said this while looking at Auriel in front of him.

She could feel how powerful Auriel was.

Hopefully this force on which all life depends will never be known for violence.

It's everywhere.

"Bulkessor will find a way to drag Leoric back from the abyss of disappearance."

Oriel said this.

The assurance she gave was very strong.

This is the authority of hope.

What she supports will always be achieved against all odds.

What she abandons will always face various obstacles.

Auriel, the only being who is full of kindness to the Nephalem!

The balance of Israel can only regulate the total amount of hope.

Malthael's wisdom is only to end meaningless battles.

Tyrael's justice has always been high.

The Prius is an exception.

But the Prius is too stubborn to change.

Only Auriel has the ability to change Imprius.

Hope always takes the courage to take the first step!

"I'm crazy."

Death said so.

For the only time since she appeared in this posture, hatred flashed in her eyes.

"The madness of reason."

Auriel responded.

"A madman will not be taken seriously if he says some crazy things, and no one will regard a madman's words as the only truth."

Death said to himself.

"Hope, you want to get hope from this world? To get hope from this world, you need to stare at a group of people, a group of weird, paranoid lunatics who always dress up.

Don’t try to strip that hope from eternity until you are ready.

That golden, almost omnipotent hope. "

Death said so.

After saying that, he curled up silently on the cold throne.

Once again, his back was turned to Auriel, just like at the beginning.

"By the way, you'd better let Bulcasso help you, otherwise you won't have a chance."

Death spoke the last words of this meeting.

Auriel looked at the death in front of her quietly, and then silently took back her power.

This is not a confrontation.

This is some "crazy talk" from a poor crazy being in solitude.

Some "crazy words" that were enough to change Oriel's mind.

"Finally, please call me Ashira."

After Auriel left, Death said this.

…

Eternity is in constant conflict with the court of life.

A burst of golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

A golden cloak appeared behind him and enveloped him.

From this moment on, Eternity gradually moved back to its disadvantage.

"You finally used it."

The three faces of the Tribunal of Life spoke together.

Waves of indescribable energy convergence enveloped his body.

The Living Tribunal had by this time given up on the already unlikely idea of ​​killing Eternity.

One of his goals was achieved.

"You're miserable."

Yonghen said this.

Where his eyes were, a burst of red light flickered.

Eternity taps into a power that has not yet been fully mastered.

He is different from death.

Death is the death of two worlds.

Eternity is only the eternity of this world!

There is no need to share thoughts, no need to communicate with each other.

All power is under his control.

It’s just that the digestion has not been completely completed.

If it weren't for this reason, Eternity would not choose a gentle way to gain promotion in the world!

"That man is so powerful that it moves you."

The Living Tribunal said so.

The cloth on the head is flapping.

The three heads without necks kept turning and appeared in front of them in turn.

"You could have been given the authority to judge, and all you had to pay was to shut up!"

Eternity said this.

His fist slammed through the chest of the Living Tribunal.

"That's not balanced, that's not right!"

The body of the Life Tribunal turned into a ray of light and left its original position, appearing in another place intact.

Except for the head on the front, the faces of the other two heads were covered by the piece of cloth.

"Now, you have successfully made me waste time, and the moment when I will completely devour him has been greatly delayed. Your purpose has been achieved! Life Court!"

Eternity said this.

Then he stood there.

Before, even every confrontation with the Court of Life would cause the planet in his body to be destroyed.

He did not use this powerful power.

But now, it doesn't matter anymore.

He has enough time to wait for the end.

This time he won't be as rough as when he treated that world before.

After reaching an agreement with the visitors from the new world, he can choose to slowly become stronger, and when he is strong enough, he can then devour the power in his body.

The premise is that he hasn't realized what the guys who come over in that so-called new world will look like!