Dark Savages Come To the United States

Auriel and Imprius watched the sunrise by the window together, holding a toothbrush filled with toothpaste and a water glass in their hands.

"You have to work hard today, my love."

Auriel's voice was soft and beautiful.

"We're getting more and more used to this kind of life, and it would be nice if we didn't have demons outside our house that make people angry just to look at them.

Imprius spoke with his toothbrush in his mouth.

The number of demons is increasing, and Imprius will clean it up every day when he goes to and from get off work.

It's just that these demons seem to be unable to feel the brilliance of courage, and they are still ignorant and ignorant all over this road.

"Demons... don't matter. Under the request of the Demon God, they have to step forward even when facing a strong man they cannot fight against."

Auriel sighed.

Sometimes she really felt that the demons had a miserable life, and there was no choice but to kill each other every day.

For demons, being the first to rebel against their present life doesn't make them heroes of demons.

Instead, it will make the demon standing opposite them laugh out loud...

Fighting is the normal state of demons, and abuse is the instinct of demons.

They have long since had no choice and possibility.

"Yzreal has already gone to the holy mountain of Harrogath, and you should also feel the direction that Rorschach is heading.

Do you think there will be a collision between the two of them? "

Imprius said after gargling his mouth.

He relaxes like it's all just trivialities that can be seen everywhere in life.

"No, Izrael won't meet with Rorschach. If that guy wants to hide, neither you nor I can find him."

Auriel shook her head.

"Okay, I'm off to work. Wish I didn't have to protect bastards who deserved to be hung from a streetlight while I was working to get paid."

Imprius shrugged.

The boss of the place where he works is not very friendly, even very stingy and cunning.

But in order to be able to get wages, Inprius had to quietly deal with those demons who were close to his boss.

Because of the existence of Prius, the workshop where no one is willing to work has suddenly become popular...

While the work is heavy and the pay is low, the place hasn't become one of those demon-ridden places.

And many people need such a safe working environment, so they don't pay much attention to compensation and the like.

"Actually, you can be a superhero. Although superheroes also need to support their families, maybe you can do it?"

Auriel smiled, and tidied up the wrinkles on Imprius's shirt.

The way they live as humans relaxes them a lot.

"Ha, if this human nation is willing to pay a salary for superheroes, I may choose to jump ship."

Imprius went to the door with a wisecrack.

He picked up the coat at the door and put it on, then waved goodbye to Auriel.

"What are you going to have for dinner tonight?"

Auriel asked with a smile.

"Canned beans, ketchup, and preferably a can of beer."

After Prius finished speaking with a smile, he gently closed the door.

They live in a very simple apartment, and any movement here can be heard by others.

But at least it's a home, and Auriel and Impryus seem perfectly content with that.

"I'm going to make a pot of thick soup, maybe you'll like it." Auriel said.

Of course Imprius could hear it, but he didn't need to respond when the door was closed.

"Auriel, I thought you would come back when you sensed my presence in the high-level heaven."

Tyrell's voice came suddenly.

"If I remember correctly, in this kingdom you entered my house without my permission.

I seem to be able to kill you straight away. "

Auriel's expression became cold, and she slowly turned around to look at Tyrell's face in front of her.

"I apologize for that, I just forgot to knock on the door." Tyrell apologized very seriously.

Auriel also nodded, as if she understood.

"What's it like being a human?" Tyrael asked.

"I want to say it's not bad, I don't understand why you always act bitter and bitter when you are in Sanctuary.

Urging the nephalem to kill demons every day, you and I both know that demons can never be killed cleanly. "

Auriel walked past Tyrell and took out two bags of instant coffee from the cabinet.

As the hostess of the house, entertain her brother with at least a cup of coffee.

"But every time you kill a demon, you can reduce the threat to humans a little bit, right?"

Tyrell walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down.

Having lived as a human once, he was able to easily understand the general purpose of these furniture.

"If you'd come to visit us an hour early, perhaps Imprius would have a chat with you.

He kind of misses the life he used to live in the high heaven, although he didn't say it. "

Auriel had already made the coffee, put it on a saucer and brought it over.

"Try it, although it's not a rare thing, but you must have never tasted this when you were in Sanctuary."

Auriel pushed the coffee in front of Tyrell.

Then he took another cup of coffee and walked to a place a little further away and sat down.

If Tyrell was still the Archangel of Justice, Auriel would not do this.

But now Tyrell's strong breath of death made Auriel have to think about her children.

"It's a bit bitter, but it tastes surprisingly good." Tyrell poured the coffee directly into his mouth.

"I thought you would remember that human beings don't drink hot food directly." Auriel glanced at Tyrell, whose mouth was still steaming.

To the Archangel, boiling water is actually nothing.

Imprius can play with stars as marbles, and the temperature of the boiling water really doesn't matter to them.

"By the way, I'm here for you and Imprius' child. If I'm not wrong, your child has the blessing of death?"

Tyrell's eyes softened a little.

The child in Auriel's womb is the heir of two archangels.

And the child will be born as a human.

This is also of great significance to Tyrell.

At least it is more different than the meaning of the birth of the first Nephalem.

"You took the death of this world? I thought that even if you handed over your own justice, you would not violate morality.

Now it seems that you will also make choices because of personal relationships.

Tyrael, if you intend to collect all the powers of death in this world, you'd better go now.

I don't mind fighting with you for the sake of the child. "

Auriel's voice was very firm, while Tyrell shook his head.

"It is true that the power of death I got is not perfect, but that doesn't matter.

After all, when Malthael became the Archangel of Death, the death he had mastered was not complete.

I'm just here to pay you a visit, and to tell the Nephalem that I'm back. "

Tyrell said.

"Then you should say hello to Imprius first, if you don't make it clear, he will be late for work."

Auriel said with the corner of her mouth raised slightly.

Of course, Imprius could detect Tyrell's arrival, he was just observing in places invisible to the naked eye.

Auriel is not the only mother who can give for her child, Imprius is also able to fight.

Even better at fighting than Auriel!

"Relax, I won't hurt our brother."

The aura of an archangel flickered on Tyrael's body, which proved that he came here as an archangel.

Death is only the authority he has now, and he is still the most powerful archangel in that high-level heaven.

A golden light with a tinge of blush suddenly flashed, gestured in the shape of a middle finger, and then disappeared.

At this time, Prius left here, and he was going to work.

Tyrael's reputation is poor for nephalem, but it is trustworthy for archangels.

This guy never hurt an angel.

"Terrell, get down to business.

I have to say something up front, if you plan to detonate the holy mountain of barbarians again, then I will definitely not agree.

Will even block you outright with Imprius. "

Auriel said.

Her child will grow up in a savage environment in the future, and Bull Casso will serve as the child's teacher and godfather.

These are agreements between friends.

The relationship between Auriel and Bulkelso is mediocre, but Imprius and Bulkelso are very good friends.

Not friends who need help from each other, but friends who appreciate each other and are willing to help each other.

"I'm suddenly a little curious, in your eyes, does justice require the existence of a flag?"

Tyrell seemed to be talking about him both ways.

"You don't want any existence to be a flag?" Auriel's pupils shrank slightly.

"Justice is justice, and death is death. I know you're all curious that I could choose to be any Archangel myself.

In fact, it is only because I can distinguish authority and person at any time. "

Tyrell's words solved some of Auriel's previous doubts.

Tyrael is really special, as long as he gets the authority, he can immediately assume the position of archangel.

Even Masail doesn't have this ability.

"You make me think that you seem to be eyeing hope?"

Auriel's gaze was a little strange.

She had lent the power of hope and the personality of the archangel to Bulkelso, although she could still use related powers.

But that's because the connection between Auriel's soul and the high-level heaven will never be broken, and the brilliance of hope will never be extinguished.

If I had to say it, the kind of authority Tyrell wanted should go to Bulkelso.

"It's not hope, you are hope, we both know that. I just want the kindness you breed."

Tyrell finally spoke out his purpose.

"Kindness? Do you think you lack kindness?" Auriel's expression seemed to be mocking.

"I just think that the human beings in this world need the power of kindness, and kindness may be able to save the world." Tyrell's words are very sincere!

"Let's be honest, whose existence are you planning to limit with mercy? Malthael? Or some hell devil?"

Auriel sighed and said.

"I don't think this name is suitable to be mentioned now, but I promise you that I am for this world."

Tyrael didn't finish his sentence, at least he didn't make it clear what he needed mercy for in this world.

Is it to save the world? Or to rule the world?

Or are you planning to liberate the world from someone?

Auriel didn't want to ask, she was thinking.

"You can't give me any guarantees, but I trust you Tyrael.

A high-level paradise has never been a bad thing, and it can only be a means of your choice if it is so bad. "

As Auriel spoke, a burst of soft light appeared on her body, which was reminiscent of softness at first sight.

That is kindness.

"There will be no victims this time, I promise."

Tyrell stretched out his hand, and he said seriously.

His hands seemed to be catching the most plentiful sweet spring, and his eyes were filled with anticipation and tenderness.

The next moment, that soft light fell into his hands.

"I'm going to change this, end this.

It will no longer be a way of destroying certain existences, but a method that I just thought of before. "

Tyrael's voice was unusually soft.

This makes people can't help but ignore that what he has at this time is the authority of death.

"Benevolent Archangel of Death? That title makes me want to laugh.

Of course, I have left seeds of kindness for myself, which should be enough for you to use. "

After finishing speaking, Auriel picked up the coffee cup in her hand.

The coffee cup in front of Tyrell is already empty, which means that humans are seeing off guests.

Although Tyrael could no longer remember this human custom, he could understand what his sister meant.

Many times the archangels don't even need to communicate.

Because most of the time they think and act from the standpoint of a high-level heaven.

Only when their thoughts and actions are too unbelievable will other archangels be unable to understand them.

Like when Malthael took the Dark Soulstone from Tyrael's hands.

But that kind of surprise only lasted for a short time, and Tyrael understood what Malsail was thinking.

That's why he yelled "Go to the Nephalem quickly".

Because he knew that Malthael would not be detrimental to the high-level heaven, and the Nephalem genius was Malthael's goal.

The Archangels spend so much time together, so long that they almost confuse each other's differences.

"I'm leaving, and thank you for your hospitality."

Tyrell nodded, and disappeared in place the next moment.

Only the empty coffee cup still had a little heat on it.

"As a human being, friends will come to visit, so it seems a little shameful to have instant coffee on discount at the supermarket."

Auriel was talking to herself, she picked up the empty cup and walked to the sink to start cleaning.

"After cleaning, go to the supermarket to see if there is a slightly better coffee.

In case you can only use this kind of thing when greeting friends, by the way, you need to prepare some spirits.

Perhaps Impryus's barbarian friends will come to visit too. "

Auriel lowered her eyebrows and muttered to herself, still only tenderness and beauty could be seen from her body.

She is becoming less and less like that aloft archangel of hope, now she is like a happy housewife.

Although the living conditions are still a bit embarrassing, she is maintaining her dignity in her own way.

This is human dignity.

Auriel gradually understood all this.

The radiance of hope on her body became more and more mellow and warm.