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Above the High Heavens, Malthael is discussing with Tyrael about the Burning Hells.

The process was not so secret, even when they were talking, there were quite a few angels walking around.

Although the will of the angels will respect the decisions of the archangels, it does not mean that they will not have their own ideas.

After all, there are always a lot of disobedient angels in the high-level heavens, but they still follow certain rules.

"If Bulkelso knows what happened in the Burning Hell, then you will face his wrath?"

Marthael asked with a smile.

Facing things like Bulkelso is always a little troublesome for the archangel.

Although Bu Kesuo is not unreasonable, but the premise of the matter is that there is reason to say!

Yserial's behavior did not escape the observation of Malthael and Tyrael, so Bulkelso must be angry.

"Of course it's me. If it was you, you might be packed up by him to the point where you can't see anyone for a few days."

Tyrell grinned.

Although Tyrell's face with the barbarians is not very easy to use, but at least he won't even have a hard time getting a chance to speak like Malsail.

"I think you and I are looking at the nephalem with the eyes of the past. When they did a lot of things in the past, they had to 'take care of the overall situation', but now the nephalem have the power to turn the table .”

Masail said with some concern.

"Take care of the overall situation? They made a compromise for the continuation of the race. If they gain the upper hand, then ideas like Jotun Kuller's will become the most basic desire in their hearts."

Tyrell shook his head.

Although Tyrael seldom made friends with Nephalem in the past, nor did he like to learn the human way of life.

But it doesn't mean that Tyrell didn't gain anything during those years.

In other words, what Tyrell pays attention to is always the thoughts in the hearts of human beings.

Jotun Kuller was never an exception, but he was regarded as a representative of the idea of ​​"nephalem supremacy".

Zortun Kulle is a great mage, certainly not an idiot.

His thoughts have never been pure fantasy, and he even has some action steps.

Although most of these actions failed due to "accidents" every other week, Jotun Kooler will also learn from them, so as to make his next action more perfect.

Tyrell knows very well that there will never be only one person like Jotun Kooler, strength breeds ambition!

This is his evaluation of the nephalem during countless years as an archangel.

"Only this point is my objection. A single existence under a huge individual cannot represent all."

Malthael shook his head.

"It's a great mockery coming from you, an archangel who intends to destroy all nephalem."

Tyrell said.

"I intend for all nephalem to die, but that doesn't mean I think all nephalem have no purpose."

Malthael looked directly into Tyrael's eyes.

The two of them have always talked about everything in the past, and they are both best brothers and best friends.

"So you are admitting your mistakes at the time?"

Tyrell asked in surprise.

"That would be wrong, at least as far as the life of the nephalem is concerned.

But that was the best way I could think of to end it all. "

Masail said softly.

"Okay, so shall I go to Harrogath now? Or should I go and find Imprius first?"

Tyrell asked.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be going anywhere right now."

Malthael shook his head, and he pointed to the direction where Tun Xing was.

"Are you thinking about how to use that big guy? If you count the time, that guy should really be hungry."

Tyrell squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

It's not that no one is paying attention to Tunxing.

At least Captain Marvel and Supergirl are over there, and the Ancient One.

Although this lineup cannot be said to be able to defeat Tun Xing, it is more than enough if it is just a delay.

And for humans, procrastination for a while is enough.

Devourer is strong, but not to the point where the legendary nephalem can be turned a blind eye.

Even Baal couldn't be indifferent to the legendary nephalem, at most he looked down upon it.

"We don't need to intervene in the affairs over there for the time being. If death in this world still exists, that guy is a pawn he can't miss."

Tyrell said lightly.

"Tyrael, this world will not change according to anyone's will."

Marthael's voice sounded like a sigh.

"But what changes the world is the will of the individuals you've overlooked, who when brought together can make mountains and rivers change their course.

This is perhaps the deepest experience I have experienced while living as a human being. "

Tyrell emphasized a bit, then turned around and left on his own.

The conversation between him and Marsayr had come to an end at this point.

Malthael and Tyrell still couldn't convince each other, but they also recognized the existence of this result as before.

Thought exactly the same? When there is no collision of different thoughts in the world, the value of Marthael as the Archangel of Wisdom will no longer exist.

Thoughts are part of wisdom, and Malthael valued them more than any other.

"I'm going to meet Imprius first, although I have to face that guy Rathma. Don't leave the high-level heaven easily during this time."

Masail said slowly.

His words will surely reach Tyrell's ears.

Whether Tyrell heard it himself, or other angels told Tyrell, the result would not change much.

...

Imprius was a little surprised when he returned home, because he didn't see Auriel.

Although Imprius was a little uneasy, she didn't think that Auriel was in any danger.

Even if Auriel is pregnant at this time, it is still an archangel of hope!

It is absolutely impossible to be able to threaten Auriel's existence silently!

"This is probably the first time I have come to your home."

Johanna said on the side.

"Haven't you been to a high-level paradise?"

Imprius said casually.

"That is the home of the Archangel Imprius, but not yours.

Are you at this point able to distinguish the difference between being an Archangel and being an Imprius? "

asked Johanna.

This kind of question is difficult for Prius to answer.

"I need to go to Auriel now, if you still want to follow, just follow."

Imprius didn't say much, turned around and planned to open a portal.

When the space was torn apart by him, Bulkelso's figure walked over from the opposite side with a gloomy face.

"I know you're in a bad mood, but I won't watch you do any damage to my family."

Imprius knew that he could not leave for the time being.

Although he didn't know why a Bull Casso would run across from the portal he tore open.

"I'm not good at venting anger, and I don't mind practicing a little bit if you want to see it."

Bulkeso said.

"I just met Auriel, and he told me to keep you at home, and he gave me a condition that I couldn't refuse."

Bulkeso said it straight up.

"So the portal I opened following Auriel's breath opened directly in front of you?"

Imprius had a strange expression on his face.

"But I don't intend to agree to this condition. Auriel seems to be under some pressure to go to Burning Hell."

Burkasso sat on Imprius' sofa in heavy armor.

There was an overwhelmed sound from the sofa.

"What can you feel sitting on the sofa wearing a battle armor?"

Imprius is no longer in a hurry.

Since Bulkelso had told him the news, he would not have come to stop him.

"I plan to let you go to the same burning hell. It seems that Yzreal is still there."

Bulkelso continued.

He completely ignored Imprius's question.

"This news made me a little nervous."

Fire flashed in Imprius's eyes, though his face was expressionless.

"Then hurry up, and don't forget to give Baal a hard punch in the face."

Bulkeso warned Imprius.

"What about you? You seem to know something, and you look a little dusty."

asked Imprius.

"I want to find the bastard who ended Leko, so I can't get away for the time being.

If I promise Auriel, then I can take a rest. "

Bulkasso said angrily.

"Well, using the power of hope as a bargaining chip is indeed something Auriel can do."

Imprius nodded.

"A lot of courage is burning in the burning hell. I know this is a good thing, but the burning will eventually burn out."

Imprius took a deep look at Imprius, and then reopened a portal.

This time, from the opposite side of the portal came the sulfurous wind from the periphery of Burning Hell!

"I'll make time for it."

Bulkelso's answer was regarded as the acceptance of this favor.

When Imprius passed through the portal, Johanna planned to follow.

But he was stopped by Bulkeso's breath.

After the portal was closed and Imprius disappeared from sight, Johanna looked at Bulkasso and spoke.

"What the hell do you know?"

Johanna was a little puzzled.

"I don't know anything. Being a fighter is much easier than being a planner."

Bulkeso shook his head.

"Johanna, go to the periphery of the high-level heaven now. I don't have any requirements for you. As long as you are Johanna, you don't even need to guess about the choices you will make when you encounter anything."

Bulkeso shook his head.

The crusaders are the best comrades in arms, but they have never been the partners who can explore problems.

Their will is unshakable, which means that many things that go against their will cannot continue.

"Is there no need for soldiers on the battlefield now?"

asked Johanna.

"Soldiers are needed, but soldiers on the battlefield cannot decide the outcome of the entire war."

Bulkeso sighed.

"This is the first time I heard your sigh after seeing you here. I thought I would never hear this sigh again after I left Sanctuary."

said Johanna.

"Sigh because I feel powerless in so many things.

There are things that cannot be changed by a powerful force, but it is not so great to just carry out one's own will, is it? "

A smile formed at the corner of Bulkasso's mouth.

That smile seemed to be only described as kind.

"But you say that you are powerful if you say that no one can stop you from carrying out your will."

said Johanna.

"Strong and great are not the same thing, if you want to keep listening.

The transition from great to great is farther away than you might think.

Being a human is harder than being an angel or a demon. "

The meaning in Bulkeso's words was somewhat intermittent.

Fortunately, Johanna didn't intend to delve into it. She was curious, but her curiosity was never too heavy.

What the crusaders believe in is not just to the extent of "seeing with their own eyes and hearing with their own ears".

What they believe is the conclusion after "hearing, seeing, and thinking about everything".

So the idea of ​​the crusader is unshakable.

"I'll go and watch what's happening in the high heavens."

Johanna said slowly, and then called for the Celestial Warhorse to turn over and ride on it.

She was going to High Heaven, but because she wasn't in a good mood, Johanna decided to go for a little ride.

Bulkelso stretched his brows slightly, and then let go of his clenched fist.

There is a small spark floating in the fist, and it seems that it may go out at any time.

But the emotions conveyed on Mars are "never fade away".

"Archangel of selfish hope and selfless hope? I have fulfilled your conditions, Auriel, and now I will not owe you anything when I use the power of hope."

Bulkelso whispered.

At this moment, Bulcasso sensed the call of the holy mountain of Harrogas!

He didn't have time to pack anything, he just stuffed that Martian into his arms in a hurry and set off again.

Of course, Harrogas Sacred Mountain can call him at any time, as long as the ancestor spirits with a certain amount of weight on the sacred mountain reach a consensus.

It's just that this kind of call is considered a serious type, and it can't be used when nothing major happens.

Bulkelso opened the portal casually, then passed through it directly, and set foot on the land of the holy mountain of Harrogas in the next moment.

"Don't delay here, Yin Na brought Gruchak over here, maybe you have to go to the Burning Hell. Of course, it's okay to let the three of us go!"

Tariq grabbed Burkasso's wrist and walked towards the Temple of the Elders.

Bulkelso had already seen Yin Na who was sitting cross-legged outside the gate of the Elder's Temple, and hit the ball of light in Yin Na's hand that carried the power of Yseril.

Of course, it also includes the soul of Gruchak who is still cursing in the ball of light!

Death is still in the Temple of the Elders. In order not to expose the existence of death, Volusk did not open the door of the Temple of the Elders.

This approach is bound to get Vorusk talked about for a while.

But this is the right thing, the existence of death is a new trump card in Nephalem's hands, and it cannot be exposed prematurely!

"How long have they been here?"

Burkasso asked Taliq beside him.

"It hasn't been ten breaths since I came here. Before Yin Na came over, her phantom body has already let us find you."

Tariq said.

Burkasso realized that things were a little serious, he straightened his helmet, and strode towards Yin Na!