$798 The Slightly Embarrassed Sky God

Vera didn't care at all about the fact that he had just attacked Yinna directly.

Not to mention any embarrassment or guilt.

As for Bul-Kathos... he didn't do it himself because of Vera's face.

If he hadn't seen that Vera had already reached Yinna's back, then the person who launched the attack should have been Bul-Kathos.

As for Nazebo... although this guy is not weak at all in frontal combat, he rarely doesn't like to fight in person.

"Continue drinking?"

Nazebo shook the wine bowl.

"Then continue.

Although Johanna is still young, the title of 'Johanna' is not young at all.

The earliest Johanna should be traced back to the time when Volusk was still alive.

She will not be defeated, at least not by an Inarius."

Vera put away the dagger.

Then sat on the ground again.

"I still feel that Inarius is not quite right."

Bul-Kathos frowned, he was a little worried.

"Put away your style of being a strong man who takes on everything!

I remember when I first met you, you were still following Maddock to learn his fighting style."

Vera said, glancing at Bul-Katho.

"Madoc has gone to sleep too.

I followed him and observed him for a few days, and then I realized that the bastard knew the outcome of the battle before the battle.

He was even so precise as to how he should attack!

Don't you think this is cheating?"

Bul-Katho looked at the two old guys sitting on the ground, and after a long sigh, he chose to sit down.

"A battle prophet, right?

That guy had that ability when he was a teenager.

But I'm still curious why he never accepted your challenge?

He should know whether he can defeat you.

I remember you were not strong at that time."

Vera asked with curiosity.

She asked this question only after Maddock had fallen asleep forever.

"I asked him this question.

He said that he had never defeated me in the 'future' he had seen.

It was obvious that he could kill elite demons alone at that time.

And it took me a long time to kill a group of warriors at that time."

Bul-Kathos shook his head, obviously not intending to delve into the answer to this question.

This question was a problem at the time, but as Bul-Kathos pieced together the identity of Uldyssian from other people, he got an answer.

The situation that Maddock foresaw was probably not with Bul-Kathos as an opponent.

After all, the Barbarian Prophet only received the blessing of Inarius.

In Inarius' eyes, Bul-Kathos and Uldyssian are probably the same...

"Well, let's drink.

At least we have to finish these three jars of wine before doing anything else.

It's a rare time for only the three of us to get together and drink.

There's no noisy Li Min, no silent Sonya.

And no Johanna who just looks at us like a drunkard!

This kind of day is great!"

Nazebo pretended to be very happy and shouted.

In fact, only he knew whether he really thought such a party was great.

"Is the sky considered part of nature?

If not, then it's normal.

But if the sky is also part of nature, how dare Inna stand in front of me?"

Bul-Kathos took out the black bread he had taken a bite of before and took another bite.

It made a sound like wood being broken...

"You ask us this question?

Isn't the authority of nature in your hands? Why are you asking us!?"

Vera glared at Bul-Kathos unhappily.

She always felt that Bul-Kathos's question was like showing off.

"It's like you've mastered the commandments and a little hatred, and you've figured out all the powers!

But you didn't cut off Mephisto's neck with a dagger."

Bul-Kathos held the wine jar and filled Vera with wine.

"The problem is that your nature is much more complicated than my commandments.

The more complicated the power, the stronger it is, isn't it?"

Vera's gem-like eyes flashed red.

Demon hunters are the kind of Nephalem who are more inclined to demon blood.

It's just that she doesn't have a hideous transformation that is very close to the demon form like the barbarian.

The only demonic feature that can be seen in demon hunters is probably the occasional red light in their eyes.

"Then you can ask Tyrael, whether justice is pure or complex.

I think it's hard to say.

Maybe you can ask Natalya?"

Nazebo smiled and held the wine bowl to his mouth.

At this time, he seemed to be a little stronger than before.

"Did your ghost doll get killed by Inarius?"

Bul-Kathos glanced at Nazeebo with some surprise.

"Well, it should be considered that they were killed by Johanna and Inarius together.

As soon as they went out, they stepped on Johanna's caltrops.

Then they were dragged all the way by Johanna on her warhorse who didn't notice them...

Their bodies were worn away by the caltrops.

It feels a bit like grinding wasabi powder on a stone. "

The corners of Natsubo's mouth twitched twice as he spoke.

His army of ghost babies are not the kind of guys who can easily take a beating.

The most powerful thing about these little guys is their cursed attacks.

Who would have thought that he would be affected by area damage before he could launch an attack?

"It's really unlucky, but you have tens of thousands of contracted souls.

Losing the souls of a few ghost babies is not a big deal. "

Vera said with a mocking tone.

But in fact it's almost the same.

"I wanted these souls to be willing to be driven by me, but it took me hundreds of years to give them my wish.

Although there are a lot of them, I have put a lot of effort into each one.

What if I picked up the throwing knife you threw?

you……"

Natsubo didn't finish his words.

Because he was forcefully interrupted by Vera.

“I’ll find a way to wipe your neck.

If you feel in danger and stand up straight so that I can't reach your neck, I will stab your kidneys! "

Vera's answer is very simple.

But it was enough for Nazbo to give up on his previous example.

"So I also hate it when someone kills my summons.

Even if it's just an accident. "

Natsubo said and glanced at Bulkesso.

“Then just summon your zombie behemoth, okay?

That thing can withstand beatings!

At least let me come and chop it up for you in a few minutes. "

Bulcasso didn't even raise his eyes.

"Well, since you want to see it, let him come out for a show?

Well, those guys figured it out.

So be it. "

Natsubo said to himself as he took out a ring and put it on his finger.

Bulcaisel recognized the name of the ring with just a glance.

Little Devil’s Finger…

This thing can change the zombie monster summoned by the witch doctor from one very large one to three relatively large ones.

Although there is a slight change in body shape, the combat effectiveness will not be weakened.

It has even been enhanced.

"You're still wearing 'Tusker and Theo'?"

Bulcaisel glanced at the three zombie-not-so-giant beasts that somehow managed to get up from the ground of the crystal dome.

The conclusion was drawn immediately.

Those three guys moved a little too quickly.

"Huh? Doesn't this guy like to be shirtless as much as you do?

Why is he still wearing his gear? "

Vera glanced at Natsubo and asked with a confused look on her face.

“The guy put clear dye on all his gear.

The old bastard Natsubo is as sinister as ever. "

Bulcasso took a swig of wine and said.

It cannot be said that it is a bad thing that an old friend is still cunning and cunning...

After all, you have to fight something like a demon or become extra powerful.

Or learn to let the demons who cannot control you despise you.

Anyway, these two paths are ways to ensure that the Nephalem can continue fighting in the longer term.

Both are quite useful.

The former has no fear of life and death and constantly challenges more powerful enemies to make himself stronger.

The latter takes more time and costs to keep crushing the devil for a long time. ①

"What about you?

Is he actually wearing a battle armor? "

Vera reached out and touched Bulcaisuo's chest, as if she wanted to hear the sound of knocking on the armor...probably...

"I've tried it before, and this guy is really shirtless."

Nazebo looked at Vera with some deep meaning and said.

He had already tried it before when he and Bulcaisel were hooking up.

The conclusion is that Bulcaisel really doesn't wear armor.

"I thought you were hooking up with me because you missed me.

Then you told me you just wanted to know if I was as sinister as you? "

Bulcaisel casually threw the black bread in his hand towards Nazebo.

That bread gave Natsubo a headshot.

But the bread exploded into powder.

"The way the dust is exploding...you can't be wearing a mask of blind faith on your head, right?

Does this thing have any increase for witch doctors? "

Bulcaisel asked with some trouble.

“Couldn’t it be that this guy transformed the helmet into a blind faith visor?

Instead, he painted his equipment with transparent dye.

Is it normal to transform a little by the way? "

Vera said angrily.

"I still underestimated your insidiousness."

Bulcasso was stunned for a moment before speaking...

“It’s not a bad thing to be more prepared.

I'm better off than one of you barbarians who gets hacked to death because he hesitates about which of his spare weapons to use? "

Natsuba showed no shame at all.

There doesn't seem to be anything to be ashamed of.

The demon can set up traps to trap the nephalem, so why can't the nephalem use some tricks to play with the demon's feelings?

Letting demons experience frustration is also Natsubo's greatest pleasure.

Is it normal for a guy who is always dealing with souls to be a little perverted?

…

In the place that used to be the Plains of Despair.

Yin Na appeared here holding her lower back.

A cut on her lower back was oozing blood...

Obviously the slap Vera gave her was not easy at all.

"Craig, I think I should meet the ruler of this world.

We need allies and helpers.

After all, the enemies we will meet later will not be just Lacanos."

There was no fluctuation in the tone of Yinna's speech to Craig.

It was as if he had never met anything before.

"So how do you plan to treat this Uliana?"

Craig pretended not to see Yinna covering her lower back.

Although he was also curious about who hurt Yinna, he didn't plan to ask at this time.

Facing the strong man who had shattered the Despair Plain with just a phantom spell, Craig would not be so tactless as to ask about the other party's injuries.

He was just the reincarnation of Karasim and Vandaroni, not the two monks.

Although Craig had many habits and ways of thinking of the monks, he also retained the cunning and tact of his own little man.

"You can revive her. As for whether to do so, it depends on your own intention."

This is what Yinna said to Craig.

But her meaning was actually quite obvious.

If she didn't want to revive Uliana, she wouldn't have mentioned the matter of resurrection.

Craig was a little uncomfortable with this kind of "subtle" finger-pointing.

It was the first time he saw a Nephalem doing this.

When they were on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath before, those barbarian ancestors didn't feel this way no matter how rude they were.

They were a group of guys who were always uninterested except when they were swearing and watching fights.

As for Karashim and Fandaroni, these two didn't have this problem.

Karashim liked to talk in circles, letting Craig "understand" it himself.

Fandaroni asked Craig to think about it after he finished the work.

These two monks would not tell Craig what he "must" do.

Craig began to think about whether it was the right thing to revive Yinna.

"I am not from the same generation as those Nephalem you are familiar with.

It is normal to have different ideas and practices.

You can certainly doubt whether my approach is correct, but you don't need to worry about my determination to fight against the Burning Hell and the High Heaven."

Yina understood what Craig was thinking.

So she just said it directly.

People are different.

Yina just likes to make everything evolve the way she wants.

This is a bit obsessive-compulsive and has a strong desire for control...

But this is also the reason why Yinna became the head of all gods.

People can dislike her like this, or they can worship her like this.

But Yinna will not change her mind.

"Okay~~"

Craig's voice was full of reluctance.

But he still planned to resurrect Ulena first.

Craig trusted the barbarians, but also hoped that there would be more companions like him who were monks.

So Ulena was directly resurrected without having time to say what she thought.

She did not refuse another life.

Because she was more submissive?

Ulena might face death calmly.

Then when life comes again, she will not refuse anything.

"Dear Yinna, I have something to leave for a while.

I guess you are planning to rebuild the Sky Temple in a place like Leoric?

I will come back when the Sky Temple is rebuilt.

Now I want to learn about this world."

Uliana saluted Yinna peacefully with her palms together.

Then she stepped on the wind and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Craig did not have time to say anything, just like Uliana did not have time to tell others about her views on resurrection.

This matter has become a little subtle.

"Who are you?"

The mechanic who had just finished studying with Tony asked Craig and Yinna with a puzzled look.

The Thunder Agents arrived a little late, and only caught up with part of the finishing work.

The thick fog in these blocks is dissipating little by little.

But it is not the real end yet.

Before Lacanos was blown to pieces, he said that he would let countless extinctions start to impact the human world.

Now he is ready.

"If I were you, I would definitely let the person who can make the decision come to talk to me.

Next, you will face countless extinctions, although you don't know what extinction is.

But you can understand that you will really face the attack of the demon tide.

I will help you, but I will not let the suffering that humans should experience disappear."

Yin Na's tone is still high and mighty.

She really calls herself a god.

"Suffering is not worth boasting about!"

Craig widened his eyes and denied Yin Na's statement.

This is the first time he spoke to Yin Na like this.

Suffering will bring growth?

That's just because you have to grow up if you want to survive in suffering.

But there is nothing positive about suffering!

Because people will always grow, and suffering as a catalyst consumes a lot of things to achieve this.

Suffering consumes people's dreams, people's love, and people's expectations for life.

So what is there to boast about in suffering?

At least Craig, who has experienced countless sufferings, thinks that suffering is garbage!

He has suffered, so he doesn't want others to have the same painful experience as him!

The great Yinna was once again questioned about her authority as a "god".

But Yinna did not intend to bring down "divine punishment".

After all, Yinna is a benevolent "god", and her kindness and goodness cannot be faked.

At most, she is a little self-righteous.

"Suffering..."

"Excuse me for interrupting.

The great god, can you heal the wound on your lower back before telling the oracle and spreading the grace of God?

You look very un-Godlike like this, don't you?"

A mean voice interrupted Yinna's words.

Well, the visitor is Mr. Constantine who likes to run around.

This guy has no fear of any gods or ghosts.

Maybe this is a good thing?

But he still has basic respect for powerful life.

Although this respect is somewhat limited.

"A demon hunter?"

Yinna saw Constantine.

Even though she was provoked by Constantine's words, her expression did not change.

Kind Yin Na represents the sky, and naturally has a heart as broad as the sky.

If she hadn't approached the fist...