$458 No One Can Kill Death! (To Be Continued)

In a crowded TARDIS.

Although the interior of the TARDIS is a bit huge compared to the small police booth outside, it still looks a bit crowded after a bunch of people go in.

Especially there are a few who look like they have nothing to do.

Two doctors stand here, watching the other busying around.

At this time, the doctor named after war is looking at the starry sky from the outside of the TARDIS.

He seems to be in a daze.

The starry sky is beautiful, which is the calmness after finally finding a trace of inner peace after a long time of war.

He is waiting for the TARDIS that belongs to him and belongs to this point in time.

Time is full of various inexplicable mysteries, but War is not in the mood to explore.

Just before the war is finally about to end, he just wants himself to end.

Another busy doctor, the eleventh doctor who likes to adjust his bow tie, is contacting the time lords on the Curryfori star in his TARDIS.

It's just that his actions have gone from being enthusiastic at the beginning to being full of doubts now, which has only taken a not-so-long period of time.

He was not impatient, but the current situation was definitely not normal.

Originally, such a job only needed a few simple buttons to complete, but now it became difficult.

Although several doctors did not say the obvious reason, their eyes would shift to Burkaso from time to time.

"I have almost no control over the power of time, you don't have to look at me."

Burkaso covered his head and took a big sip of wine, saying with a little drunkenness.

This drunkenness may not be because he was drunk, but just a little relaxed.

Compared with the quietness of being alone, he prefers to be quietly in the crowd.

The concept of living has never been as simple as his most superficial meaning.

There are certainly people who can affect the time-related TARDIS among the people present, but it won't be him.

"Don't look at me, although I found some things from the outside, it won't make your work so difficult.

Let me see, is this a direct communication? Or a communication through time?"

Zordon Kuler looked at the inside of the TARDIS and asked casually.

He wouldn't lie at this time.

He never lied, but his question was a little strange.

Zordon Kulle knew most of the mysterious things, and as a wizard, he could understand a lot of world laws.

But technology is a strange thing after all, and it takes some understanding to make a correct understanding.

"Even if the TARDIS comes from hundreds of years later, as a being that can travel through time, it would not be so difficult for him to communicate across time." The Eleventh Doctor said this, scratching his hair. "The communication has been dialed, but why is there no one responding to us?"

"Is time disturbed, or is there something else here that I don't know about?"

The Ninth Doctor looked at the chaos with a vague look.

In the not-so-long time he existed, he always hated himself.

Although the titles of executioner, genocide, and war terminator were given to the doctor named War, the one who really bore this pain was this guy with protruding ears.

It was a terrible experience to try to make up for "my" past with excessive kindness.

Being yourself and not yourself, surviving in this situation, struggling in pain, waking up from an endless nightmare.

The pain of Doctor Who is just as mysterious.

"Ancient One, you haven't spoken for a long time since you came here. What do you think?"

After speaking, Bul-Kathos took another sip of wine, and his body became more relaxed.

He couldn't help with these things, and fighting was easier for him.

"I don't know what to say. But there is a question I have wanted to ask you for a long time."

Ancient One said slowly, and then took off the Eye of Agamotto.

Although the Time Gem has been handed over to Bul-Kathos by her and is now in the hands of Zortun Kulle, the knowledge brought by observing time will not disappear.

The Eye of Agamotto, from the previous Supreme Sorcerer Agamotto, is also stained with the power of time.

This thing is a precious treasure anyway.

"Which one is more important in your eyes, knowledge or wisdom?"

As the question of Ancient One came out, Zortun Kulle showed a hint of excitement on his face.

Mages who can reach this step are expected to move towards a more distant future.

Only mages who have made this choice will truly become powerful in the eyes of angels and demons.

Li Min chose wisdom back then, so she began to constantly explore all the unknowns.

She pondered all the laws, and then integrated the results of these thoughts into her body with her admiration for wisdom.

Finally, she showed it with magic.

As a mage who has embarked on the path of wisdom, Li Min no longer cares about anything except wisdom and the concept of "I".

As long as she casts a spell, it is a teaching for mages who have not yet reached her level.

From the fluctuations in her spells, apprentices can feel that they have obtained various possible answers in the exploration.

In contrast, Jotun Kule chose knowledge!

Mastered the existing spells and understood the existing rules.

His spells are always feasible and stable, and there will be no mistakes in the spells themselves.

And with the more knowledge he masters, he will become more comprehensive without weaknesses.

Becoming a great mage requires making choices along the way.

There is no such thing as being in the center.

Because there is no end to wisdom and there is no end to knowledge.

"Do knowledge and wisdom need to be so separated?"

The Tenth Doctor broke the silence with a dry laugh.

This question is not easy to answer.

Doctor Who is a child of time, but he cannot represent time. At best, it will be tolerated by time at any time.

And knowledge is the basis for his true survival.

What was before will be again!

All the knowledge that has ever appeared, even if he has not mastered it, will appear in his mind as a part of his memories.

Until the moment he needs it.

In other words, it is "experience".

"Omniscient and omnipotent? Should I say choose omniscience or omnipotence?"

Zhan Zhan said at the door, his old face showing some fatigue.

"I've reached out to me at various times and we're going to save this."

Zhan Zhan said hesitantly.

When all this ends, it will be time for him to leave.

Although he saw that the doctors after him still existed in a new way, he thought about how to make himself no longer exist.

This war is over, but the mistakes he made during the war will not be buried with it.

The new self represents the end of sin and his move towards a new beginning.

"You are too arrogant. We have never relied on ourselves to save everything."

The ninth doctor with windy ears walked up to Zhan and pressed his arms hard on the opponent's shoulders.

He experienced the birth of the hungry wolf, experienced the Dalek Emperor being completely killed by the power of time, and saw the past being rewritten in the face of the almost omnipotent power of time.

He still doesn't like war.

No way, all Doctor Who people don't like war.

The name of the Doctor, full of mercy, salvation and healing, has no place for "war".

If War hadn't shown the kindness of doctors, perhaps none of these mysterious doctors would have been willing to communicate with each other other than by asking questions.

"Choose knowledge. Although there are always some heavy things in knowledge. But it is much better than being the only explorer and having to bear the pain by yourself."

The Tenth Doctor said this.

The explorer himself will not know whether what he explores is good or bad, but the learner has a choice.

Just as he was about to say something more, something finally echoed from the TARDIS.

That was the signal from Curry Fury.

"Who are you?"

Two simple words, simple and a bit weird.

With the hysteria of panic and madness.

This is very unusual.

"It's me. Isn't it possible that Curry Fury can't identify who is on the other side through the signal now?"

The Eleventh Doctor said this, shouting into the microphone in distress.

He doesn't understand.

Curry Fury can definitely discern signals coming from the TARDIS, but why is it like this?

There would be people asking "Who are you?" to Doctor Who, which is outrageous!

"Another one."

From the signal, I could only hear a few words like this clearly in front of me, and some vague swear words.

Doctor Who raised his head and looked at Bulcasso.

"There's something wrong with Curry Fury, and I think it probably has something to do with you."

The Eleventh Doctor's words made Bulcaisel frown.

"Because I stepped on that Devourer last time?"

Bulcasso took another sip of wine and stood up.

If these changes are really related to him, then of course he will not shirk it.

Naturally, you have to bear the consequences of what you have done.

"I don't know, but there is no such episode in my memory. Either we succeeded and time will erase this memory.

Or this existence in the 'past' time has turned at a fork in the road and headed towards another future.

It's probably something like a parallel universe. "

The Eleventh Doctor's tone was particularly serious.

Whether it is about Curry Fury's safety or the topic of parallel universes, they deserve his serious treatment.

Curry Fury is as important to the Time Lords as Dr. Kawasawa's burial place, but only Doctor Who himself knows why it is important.

And about parallel universes...

Parallel universes may be a relatively common thing for Marvel, but for Doctor Who, parallel universes mean more, more dangerous, and more elusive crises.

Doctor Who's travels are all within the timeline of his own universe, and he has never ventured into a parallel universe rashly.

"I remember that my trip this time was originally intended to take Amy to see the Queen of Years' event."

The Eleventh Doctor's eyes lit up.

Although he won't know the future that will happen "after" at this time, according to Bulqessor, the Ring of Elkatan is finished.

Will the Queen of Ages relieve herself of her responsibilities and grow up carefree?

Or something more dangerous could happen.

"Bulkessor, when you were fighting the Ring of Aikatan, did you discover the existence of other life forms?"

Doctor Who lowered his head slightly when he asked this question, as if he was thinking.

"No, that battle was a chase... You mean I missed something? If it was a demon, there's no way I couldn't have discovered it."

Bulcaisuo glanced at Gu Yi and gave him a somewhat apologetic look.

Although the direction of progress after Ancient One is still an important matter, it is not that urgent.

Bulqueso still remembers what Li Min looked like when he was thinking about this.

Just laughing, like a crazy girl, she found a devil's lair and fought for a while before getting her answer.

Although Li Min's method is not representative, it has shown that this kind of problem requires the mage to figure it out and make up his mind.

"In addition to bewitching people's ears, does the devil have any other way to cause some consequences?"

The war also became serious.

He didn't want a positive answer.

"some."

Bulkesso's answer disappointed the expectations of the war.

"Lies, or illusions. And some weird stuff."

As Bulcasso said this, his power began to spread.

If it was true that the power of lies appeared here as he said, then Bile could not escape his perception.

Even though Billie, who may be the weakest among the hell demons, is very good at disguising himself, Bulcaisuo, who has already fought against Billie, will not let him hide anymore.

The powerful force immediately hit the interior of the TARDIS, and there was a noise in the TARDIS similar to an overwhelmed graphics card running like a fan.

The phone hanging outside the door stopped ringing.

"Bulkasso, please restrain your strength a little!"

Jordan Kule shouted out immediately.

Pure power is always unreasonable.

That's what power brings, being strong enough to say no to rules. But the sequelae are just as huge.

"Then you go back and bring Cassius here? Or do you want me to use the ancestor summons to specifically name Cassius?"

There was some dissatisfaction in Bulkesso's words.

Cassius's cursing war cry can effectively anger the Hell Demon, but this is not a good time.

What they want is to save Curry Fury. If it is really Billie who is causing trouble, then the enraged Billie will show his power as the devil of hell.

Maybe nothing can be saved by then.

Rather than irritating Billie who might be here, after Bulcaisel showed his power, Billie would try his best to hide or run away immediately if he wasn't stupid.

This won't cause any more damage.

"We'll find a way. Don't worry."

The Ninth Doctor spoke word by word. He gently took out the sonic screwdriver from his pocket and pointed it at War.

"Where did you get the sonic screwdriver? You and I both exist in the present! At this time! How could you take out the sonic screwdriver when I have it in my hand?"

The Eleventh Doctor said this, and then put his hand into his pocket.

Then it stiffened.

"I just used it and will return it to you in a moment."

The Ninth Doctor's ears are a little red, and the experience of "borrowing" his own things is a bit bizarre.

"Why are you pointing a sonic screwdriver at me!? That's a sonic screwdriver, not a water gun!" Zhan Zhan said a little crazy: "I still hate Zhao Feng Er!"

"You said you contacted us at other points in time, so how did you contact us? Your TARDIS? I didn't see it!"

The Ninth Doctor spoke every word, and except for his red ears, he was very serious.

"Okay! Actually, I haven't contacted 'us' yet." Zhan said with slumped shoulders: "I'm not sure if this place is safe now. After all, the Time Box is still outside. In order to prevent us from being wiped out, I think we should Go find the box of time first!”

"Although my time is not very precious, it is not wasted by these things. I am a Super Nephalem! My time is very valuable!"

Jotun Kule shouted as if he was afraid of chaos in the world, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

"It's okay, I can help you find some antiques, go back in time, and take away a worthless souvenir. It won't have much impact, time will repair everything."

The Tenth Doctor said this.

"Take the food you just made and then five hundred years later, will the food expire and go bad?"

Gu Yi said with a smile.

Of course it won't go bad.

For that food, five hundred years is just a "moment" and it will naturally not deteriorate.

Otherwise Doctor Who wouldn't be able to eat at any point in the past.

Back in the present, hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye by eating something in the "past".

The food in your stomach has become weathered?

The antique is a real antique, but any detection method can detect its birth time as "just now".

…

...1

Before the throne of the realm of the dead.

Tyrael is wiping the radiance of the Holy Feather in his hand.

His expression was hesitant, and from time to time he cast his eyes towards the throne of death, where there seemed to be a force rising.

Images of the past flashed through Tyrael's mind! The scene of him and Imprus arguing!

[Justice will not be judged!

Justice is always powerful and high above!

Justice needs to guide people to the right path! ]

These words kept echoing in Tyrael's mind, and he finally spoke with trembling expectation and fear!

"Death! Have you made your decision? Do you... really... want to do this?"

Tyrael asked the empty throne, and a dark shadow on the throne was slowly expanding.

But Death did not answer.

"I know that I am not a living being in this world, nor an existence in this world. I could even pay a price in the high-level heaven and revive, but under the conspiracy of my brother, I can only be a dead soul!

Even so, are you going to give me such a chance!?"

Tyrael spoke slowly, and his tone became more and more excited.

On Tyrael's dark face, the eyes began to emit a faint light.

The light went from weak to strong, from only illuminating the road ahead to being strong enough to penetrate the kingdom of death!

The soul is flying!

The blood that should not appear in the soul began to burn!

He has made his own decision!

"The power of death! The authority of death! Death!"

Tyrael repeated again and again!

His body turned into ashes bit by bit...

Only the unyielding face remained! And the long sword in his hand!

Holy sword! The brilliance of the Holy Feather of Edruin!

"No one! Can stop death!"

A roar!

Tyrael held the holy sword in his hand with the most condensed soul! Charged towards the throne of death!

The light on the holy sword flickered!

Tyrael's soul shone brightly!

"Brother, I am dead too!"

Malthael's last words as justice were said to Malthael, the wise archangel who became death.

…

"Tyrael! The iron law of the High Heavens forbids us from interfering in mortal affairs! But you still did it, blatantly! More than once!"

"My only sin! Imprus! That is to uphold justice! And you always hide far behind the throne!"

…

"Imprus! Angels should not just bring hope, courage, and justice to mortals as you said!

We must join them!

We must control them within the appropriate scope!"

The scene of taking off the light wings behind his back echoed in Tyrael's mind, as if speaking to Imprus across time and space!

"Justice needs to uphold itself!

Hope needs to appear in the world and guide the direction!

And courage should accompany the warriors and charge to the end!"

Tyrael's voice rang in the kingdom of the dead!

The brilliance emanating from his body was no longer the azure blue of justice!

…

"You must now be punished for this!"

"You cannot judge me, I am the embodiment of justice. We must not only follow the law! We should also protect the innocent! If our supreme commandments make us inaction, then I am no longer your brother"

…

"Now, I am no longer justice! But I will become wisdom! To explore the end of everything! Bul-Kathos is a hero who can defeat angels and demons, but his mortal heart will be corrupted one day!

Not only Bul-Kathos, those Nephalem will always burst out with power beyond our imagination!

Will he still have the power to resist on that day! Or will that be our doomsday!?

Just like we killed the first Bul-Kathos! Just like Ithrael killed Kanai!

We will pay the price, but we must do so!"

Tyrael roared loudly in the kingdom of death!

But this roar was tightly confined to the kingdom of the dead under the power of death.

It is not the time to announce all this to the public, death is still waiting!

As Tyrael's words finally came to an end, the power of wisdom in this world began to flow into the kingdom of the dead!

On the throne of death, the dark and ferocious power was mixed with the light blue light that kept coming! Then it turned gray little by little!

The holy sword in Tyrael's hand emitted the last blue afterglow of justice! The justice that remained in his soul finally dissipated with this roar!

A gray robe appeared on Tyrael's body, and the holy sword in his hand bent a little bit, covered with traces of decay!

In the end, it turned into a huge sickle!

All the smart people in this world vaguely felt that they seemed to have lost something.

Mr. Reed, who was doing research in the Buster Building, seemed to have lost all his inspiration, and the experiment in his hand was abruptly stagnated at the moment!

Dimas Zhao, who was still in school, was a little dazed for a moment, and felt that his strong curiosity suddenly became boring.

This is the performance of the power of wisdom appearing in a person!

Such influence will not last long, as long as new wisdom is willing to spread wisdom all over the world again!

Or, wisdom becomes... knowledge!

The only thing to be thankful for is that Tyrael just wants to protect the weak and hopes that the strong will be restricted.

He will not cut off the connection between wisdom and mortals.

Just like Malthael back then, just like all the archangels!

He generously sent his authority to the world!