$460 Next Target, Prius! (More to Come)

"Bruce, you saw the fight between Imprus and Raiko from those things. Do you have anything to say now?"

Craig's fists hung on both sides of his body. His beard, which had not been shaved for a long time, had grown thick, and he looked like a monk.

The wall in front of him was already full of fist marks, and there were some burn marks left by the high temperature.

"What can I say? They are too strong and need to become dead and never appear again? To be honest, I have had such an idea, but it is not an easy thing to do. So now I just put that idea aside temporarily."

Bruce Wayne spoke frankly about his thoughts. There was nothing to hide.

As Bruce's guide, Kolik had long understood what kind of guy Bruce was.

Respect life, but be wary of everything.

Kolik made it clear at the time that he would not try to change Wayne.

Everyone should live according to their own will, especially for warriors.

Chaotic, righteous or anything else, the barbarians don't care too much. As long as it's not evil, there's no problem.

Wayne turned around and threw the Lafite in his hand to Craig with a smile on his face.

Thinking of Kolik's recognition of him, Wayne felt very comfortable, and his mental state was also relaxed.

Craig took the bottle and put it on the table on the side.

Drinking is not a big deal. Whether it's Fandalon or Karashim, they don't have any special views on alcohol.

Although the monks are warriors full of faith, there are not so many messy precepts in their faith.

Kill the devil, kill the corrupted Templars, and kill those cultists.

Fighting in the wilderness where there is no food, all the food they encounter will be put into their mouths, and of course they will also chant the Glory of Ita.

It's just that Craig simply doesn't want to drink now.

"Of course you can think of these ways, you can also think of ways to kill them, or even kill me. But you think too complicated about simple problems. You have infinite possibilities, you can become stronger, stronger than anyone else.

Then use your will to smash the high-level heaven, the burning hell and even the holy mountain of Harrogath. This is the only way for you to succeed."

After Craig finished speaking, he turned his head again and punched the wall again and again.

There were bursts of muffled sounds from the wall. After Craig got the memories of the two legendary monks, he got used to all the boring things.

The muscles in his body kept trembling slightly, slowly making this body stronger.

Mr. Immortal's body is unique.

It is composed of the rules of life, and the blood of Nephalem gives Craig the opportunity to become stronger than anyone else.

The experience and memory of the two legendary monks will allow him to quickly get through this difficult time!

Train quietly, get stronger quietly, until the moment he is needed.

The devil of hell didn't know his existence, and the high-level heaven was also unaware of it.

The hidden power can only show its greatest value when it appears at the critical moment.

"What do you think Nephalem is to us?"

Bruce took out a bottle of wine and a cup that looked expensive.

He seemed particularly relaxed sitting on the chair, as if this question was just a small talk for him.

The wine, like blood, slowly poured into the cup, and traces of blood hanging on the wall of the cup could still be seen.

Wayne was waiting for Craig's answer, but fortunately Craig didn't let Wayne wait too long.

"It's a hero, but also a catastrophe."

Craig's body paused, and after saying this, he no longer cared about Wayne.

Everything is not immutable, and none of this matters.

The gods that the monks believe in have never asked the monks to move forward according to a certain established trajectory, they are all free.

"Master, there is a lady named Amanda Waller who wants to see you. She said she has made an appointment with you in advance."

The sound system in the Batcave came out with Alfred's voice. Wayne nodded and left.

Amanda Waller said that there was a big thing that could help Gotham City restore order and she wanted to discuss it with Bruce Wayne. Wayne was a little interested in it.

Amanda Waller, a pure humanist?

Or a mutant discriminator.

This guy's ideas have already had many supporters in this country, and they are full of temptation.

Even if she looks mean and annoying, she can always come up with something interesting to convince those officials.

Wayne was very curious about what this guy was planning to do when he came to the door. If it was just to solicit sponsorship, it would not be in line with this guy's character.

…

In the burning hell, Diablo was sitting on the throne in the middle, with no expression on his face.

When Diablo showed the original posture of the devil of hell, as long as he was not laughing, there was no emotion on his face.

Baal was sitting on the throne at one side, and there was only a ball of energy full of destructive aura surging on the ground.

"Diabolo, you won't let me put away the destruction at this time, so what else do you want to discuss with me at this time?"

Baal's tone was not polite at all.

Although destruction is more suitable for fighting than fear, those who are afraid cannot defeat Diablo.

It's like a weird cycle.

Baal doesn't like his younger brother, because although the demon kings of hell are different in nature, they have more overlaps!

They are close when they cooperate with each other, but they will pull their legs at the critical moment, making the other party's plan fail.

"I came here and got nothing, which is unacceptable. If we are blocked by Bul-Kathos in the Burning Hell at this time, what will happen?"

Diablo's seemingly careless words made Baal's inner pressure surge.

Baal has what Diablo needs, but Baal can't give it to the other party.

Destroying the status of the demon god is one of the things Baal promised to give to Bul-Kathos.

This is also a cooperation reached under the witness of the archangel.

The relationship between courage and Baal is a bit unclear, and it seems that it is not bad to describe it as a battlefield relationship.

But the premise of that is that Diablo still exists and is still powerful.

When fear is killed, the existence that controls these becomes courage.

The unity of courage and fear, Baal doesn't want to see such a guy appear.

Whether it's Diablo or Imprus.

"That will make us lose everything. We can only wait for Bul-Kathos to erase our souls and pray for an accident to let us out.

But you also know that there are two archangels with their own personalities, one is the eternally hidden Isreal, and the other is Malthael, who you and I must avoid!"

Baal's speech rhythm is a bit slow, he is trying to buy some time to think.

Diablo won't care, they all know each other's plans.

But now they must cooperate.

"So if we don't become stronger now, we will become victims. Whether it is becoming a part of Malthael or a part of Bul-Kathos, I can't accept it."

Diablo began to emit heat from his body as he spoke.

His emotions were not calm.

Baal looked at Diablo in front of him, unable to tell whether it was a disguise or a sincere heart, or both?

"I will give this destruction of annihilation to Bul-Kathos as soon as possible. He may not know the source of this destruction, or even if he knows, he will not have any idea. Because of strength, he will naturally be arrogant.

Just like the guy who is high up will not understand the needs of the bottom. He has long since failed to understand why the weak are."

Baal slowly closed his eyes. It seems that the experience of dividing all the valuable things of annihilation is very good.

But as the debtor, it is not the same.

The pressure brought to him by Diablo in front of him made Bal slowly close his eyes.

Destruction began to flow continuously in the body, and he took the time to clean up all the things on the body that did not belong to destruction.

Baal began to feel fear. Fear can be destroyed, but as long as he lives one day, fear will continue to arise.

This approach can only allow him to hide from Diablo's perception.

"Do you think a guy like Eternity will be angry with Bul-Kathos for the end of annihilation? What if the relationship between them is not much different from that between us?"

Diablo said this, still expressionless.

Use the destruction of annihilation to appear on Bul-Kathos to give the gods of this world some eye drops.

Even if Bul-Kathos cannot fight with them directly, as long as there is a gap, the balance of victory and defeat of this battle can be changed.

"Then they will be afraid of us, which is what you hope for."

Baal answered like this, he already understood what Diablo wanted to do.

The only existence that can truly ignore fear in the face of the front, Courage Inprius!

But this is not an existence that is suitable to be targeted at this time. Courage is stubborn and powerful, and he still has hope.

And now the two hell demons cannot go out at the same time to attack Inprius, because that will inevitably attract the group of Nephalem.

The delicate balance of holding each other, seizing a possible opportunity is the tacit understanding between each other.

Nephalem needs to catch the lone hell demon, and the hell demon looks for an opportunity to become stronger.

And the archangels need to maintain this relationship, and then eat all at the critical moment?

Maybe that's what Iseril thought.

Imprus's existence is still a problem for Diablo, and their next target is determined.

The next conspiracy of the Hell Lord may be assassination, or it may be to corrupt someone who has a close relationship with Imprus.

In short, they will find a way to hurt and kill Imprus.

After the courage belongs to Diablo, unless Bul-Kathos can split his soul again, he will not be able to escape such control!