The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

After Spider-Man controlled his emotions, the scene in front of him caused him to temporarily lose the ability to speak.

Jin Bin's body appeared in front of him, and his whole body was covered with golden light patterns. In the flashing golden light, you could vaguely see the flash of blood and black energy.

 Kingpin held a dim giant hammer in his hand. The head of the hammer looked like a cylinder, but the intimidating and unknown energy on it made Spider-Man's body tremble continuously.

 The ground is full of cracks, and the continuously surging magma illustrates the threat posed by falling meteors in the past.

The crowd tried their best to avoid it, but the moment the meteor hit Kingpin, they all fell into a coma.

 Only the sirens are still sounding.

“Spider-Man? Did you see it?”

 Jin Bin’s voice sounded like a rescued person falling into the abyss of endless fear.

 The trembling voice is full of depraved magic.

 As Jin Bin spoke these words, the strong energy around him suddenly erupted.

Songs of hurricanes spread outward with Kingpin as the core.

Such a voice kept ringing in Spider-Man's heart, but his body didn't obey his orders at all.

 Spider-Man was instantly struck by intense fear that penetrated the barrier of reason, leaving only the strong biological survival instinct that was expanding crazily.

 “I didn’t expect to be seen by you, but it doesn’t matter. You have failed!”

 Kingpin didn’t even open his mouth, but this sentence was clearly conveyed to Spider-Man’s ears.

In the next moment, the lines on Jinji’s body disappeared before his eyes, and the surroundings returned to their original appearance as if nothing happened.

The huge hammer shrank little by little in front of Spider-Man's eyes, and then turned into something like a pendant, which Kingpin stuffed into his pocket.

 “I will stop you! No matter what powers you gain!”

Spider-Man squeezed these words out of his mouth in the humblest trembling voice, and then stretched out his arms towards Kingpin.

 But even if he made a move that could shoot spider silk from his wrist, there was no change at all.

“Okay, little spider, I don’t want to deal with you now, although I am slightly curious about your identity.”

As he spoke, Kingpin walked out of the center of the crack in the ground, straightened his suit without any panic, and then silently walked towards the building he was going to in the first place.

“Once fear is born, it will become my strength, but the idea of ​​‘fear me’ has been firmly engraved in your mind like a steel seal.

 Child, go home. The hero game should be over here. Then slowly spend the rest of your life in the fear I bring you."

  Kingpin staggered past Spider-Man.

The identity of Lord Skyhammer was not the foreshadowing originally planned by Kull.

 At this time, Kull has become Diavolo.

And the power in these hammers is not something that the hapless god of terror in Kull can understand.

 The contactee will no longer be brainwashed into becoming another person, but will become a villain who retains his original consciousness under the power of Diavolo.

 Their goal is nothing more than to create fear, so that humans will become potential subordinates of Diavolo in constant fear.

 Fear is an emotion that drives people crazy and becomes the only straw that people can grasp in despair.

　　When Diavolo appears in public sight in his true form, these people who are filled with fear will turn into demons in an instant.

 And the moment he came into contact with the Sky Hammer, Jin Pin became Diavolo's most sincere subordinate.

 As the leader of the New York underground, Kingpin is the person best suited to bring fear.

 People will not be afraid of something they cannot understand. Any fear is born for a reason.

 The Kingpin represents the fear of survival itself by the people at the lowest level.

"I want……"

 Spider-Man's body was shaking constantly, but the words "stop you" could not be uttered.

This fear lasted until Kingpin left the scene, and he barely regained control of his body.

Spider-Man turned around without saying a word, and then turned a blind eye to everything in front of him.

 I returned home and felt the impact of fear.

 …

"what is that?"

 Luke and Jessica were sitting at the door of the blacksmith shop spreading dog food.

 They are now non-staff members of SHIELD and no longer need to run around for a living.

 But after these two people became barbarians, they became very interested in unexpected events.

 While Luke was a little stunned, Jessica, who was leaning on his shoulder, grinned.

 “You still need to take a good look at the store, it’s not closed yet.”

 Jessica reached out and rubbed Luke's shoulder, smiling.

“Then do you plan to leave now?”

 Luke was a little helpless.

As a clerk at Bulquesso, he could not miss work without any reason, but Jessica was only here to accompany him and was not subject to this restriction.

“I plan to go take a look. Although I don’t know why, I always feel that something worth paying attention to is happening in that place.”

 Jessica stood up, looked in the direction of the meteor Rorschach and said something meaningful.

“Why don’t you wait a moment and let’s go there together after I get off work?”

 Luke twitched his face and responded helplessly.

"I don't."

 Jessica smiled coquettishly and gave Luke a charming look. Then she walked in that direction.

 It is not easy for her to take off directly in the public eye. Such an action will cause a lot of trouble.

So Jessica just smiled, waved to Luke and left.

 Luke sat on the bench bored alone, took out a bottle of vodka from his backpack and took a sip.

How much of his wine is left is completely under Jessica's control. Although Jessica will not restrict Luke from drinking, he feels that he should drink less.

 After all, lovers in TV dramas always tell each other this way.

Luke felt that he should adapt to this kind of life in advance. He didn't want to be the one trying to persuade others.

 Because only those who are persuaded can enjoy that tenderness.

“Luke, I’ll leave Jill to you and Jessica tonight, I have something to do.”

Just when Luke was having random thoughts in his mind, Frank walked up to him and said this.

 He had no interest in the previous meteors, but tonight it was time for him to officially collect souls.

 Frank will not attack someone who has done nothing evil, even if that person may be classified by Death as an interesting soul.

 But there are so many hungry villains in this world, and every death of one makes a contribution to the world.

 Frank is willing to spend a little more time to find and maintain the existence of his wife and daughter.

 It is the job of the punisher to kill villains. Even though he is now the agent of death, the identity of the punisher has not been stripped away from him.

 “Looks like I’ll have to stay in the blacksmith shop until dawn again today.”

 Luke said helplessly.

Now he doesn't even know how to wield a hammer for forging, and is living like a simple security guard.

“I will come back to prepare tomorrow’s breakfast. If everything goes well, it won’t take much time.”

Frank said to Luke, then silently turned around and returned to his new home.

It is not the time for him to act now, he will have to wait until dark.

During this period, he needs to sleep a little more so that he can be energetic at night.

 “I have to find a way to get someone to work my shift.”

 Luke said as he took a swig of wine.

 At this time, S.H.I.E.L.D. had already deployed personnel to investigate the previous meteor crash incident.

 A large group of wealthy people gathered at the spot where the meteor hit.

Although they are not guys with clean foundations, these people cannot be given up yet.

The large-scale coma that appeared over there was already a supernatural event. In order to prevent supernatural crimes from happening, S.H.I.E.L.D. sent out Hawkeye, who had been on leave for a long time.

Colson’s current situation seems to be no different from that of Melinda, who is always busy with less important things.

It’s not that Coulson has lost Nick Fury’s trust, but that he is still recovering from the previous incident.

 So important tasks were handed over to other agents, and Coulson was always on standby.

This is probably the vacation Nick Fury gave him.

“Colson, let’s go have a drink when I get back.”

Hawkeye said this to Coulson in the SHIELD building, and then got directly into SHIELD's special car.

“Agent Patton, wait for me, I’m going on this mission.”

Colson shouted to Hawkeye anxiously that his work style did not require him to clock in and out on time every day.

If even agents had to clock in, the world would be completely ruined.

 Do people who do latent work have to put on a smiling face in front of some technological product every day in order to be counted as working?

That's ridiculous.

“I think it’s better for you to take a little rest. There’s something wrong with you.”

Hawkeye looked at Coulson who was sitting directly in the passenger seat and said this.

 Ever since Coulson's idea of ​​going to London was rejected, he has been feeling a little nervous.

 Looking very haggard too.

“Only by getting busy can I still be that elite.”

 Colson flashed a smile on his face, and then said to Hawkeye.

His latest job is to investigate information about Spider-Man, and news of Spider-Man’s appearance has just been returned from that scene.

Colson is about to lock in the identity of Spider-Man, and this time he just went there to see if he could gain anything else.

“It seems like you have made up your mind, let’s set off now.”

Hawkeye glanced at Coulson meaningfully, then started the car and started taking action.

 …

 “I seem to feel something?”

Burkeso looked at Odin in front of him and said in a somewhat doubtful tone.

It wasn't that he felt the aura of the Hell Demon King, but that Azmodan and Andariel in his mind suddenly became a little too active.

 This is unusual.

Odin just looked at Bulkesso without saying a word.

He didn’t know what Bulcaisuo had discovered, and even said that if Bulcaisuo felt the aura of the Demon King of Hell, he wouldn’t be able to help much.

There is some commotion in Asgard right now, because Thor and Loki haven't been in the public eye for a while.

 This will inevitably trigger some discussion.

 But Odin's expression suddenly changed.

 He felt that some unexpected changes had taken place in Mjolnir.

 Another hammer appeared over there, and he felt something familiar on this hammer.

 “Kool!?”

Odin said his brother's name with some horror.

The appearance of Kull means that the prophecy about Thor may have begun.

 While driving Kull off the throne, Odin found that there was no way he could kill him.

Only Thor, who has become the God of Thunder, can do it, but that also means that a tragic tragedy of everyone dying will happen.

 This made Odin feel embarrassed.

 He wanted to protect his son, and for this reason he did not hesitate to cut Asgard off from the Earth.

 “Then what is the God of Fear? What happened to him?”

Burkeso frowned and said this.

The word fear has a completely different meaning for Bulcaisel.

“Beside Mjolnir and my hammer son appeared another hammer with my brother’s power on it.”

Odin had no obstacles when he said this, or he had already accepted the "fact" that Odin's son was his son.

 “It seems unusual.”

Burkeso rubbed his beard and said.

“It seems that Natasha went there?”

 He said with some uncertainty.

Although Bulcaisel could sense the state of the barbarian recruits, he would not pay any attention to them deliberately.

 After all, barbarians are no longer rare.

 If he keeps paying attention to those little guys, he may not have time to do anything else.

"I'm going back. Asgard can't let me stay away for too long now."

Odin bent down towards Bulcaisel as a gesture, and then called the Rainbow Bridge with apology.

Burkeso looked at the bright light and curled his lips, and then used his own power to block the energy escaping from the Rainbow Bridge.

 Harrogas is the sacred mountain of barbarians, and he cannot accept even unintentional damage.

"Cassius!"

Burkeso shouted loudly, and then Cassius's voice appeared beside him.

“What’s wrong? Is there another situation that requires me to fight?”

 The braid on Cassius's chin flicked back and forth.

 “Where has your heir gone?”

Burkeso glanced at Cassius, and then felt his blood pressure rise a little.

Since his last return, Cassius has been teasing Orlongus with the battles he has experienced, trying to free Orlongus with a provocative battle.

“How do I know that your actions back then would have been under the attention of your mentor?”

 Cassius said this with squinting eyes.

 Then Bulcaisel was somewhat speechless.

 At that time, after he got help from Warusk, his whereabouts were all under Warusk's control.

 After he broke Leoric's bones, he immediately saw the club of Volusk.

 It was also at that time that he made his decision.

“I feel like that kid is in trouble, why don’t you take a look?”

Burkeso took out a mace and slapped it on the palm of his other hand, with some dissatisfaction with Cassius in his eyes.

“If you want to beat me up, just say so, there’s no need to use such boring excuses!”

Cassius cracked his fingers and made a series of crackling sounds.

“I have something to do and I can’t leave. Since your physical state hasn’t been lifted yet, I went over to take a look! Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Burkeso’s hand was holding the mace, and the poor mace made an overwhelmed groaning sound.

Burkeso raised his chin in the direction of the gate of the Holy Mountain, and then Cassius left with a curse.

 Cassius will not do exactly what Bulcaisso asks, but he can still do it if he pays a little attention to his successor.

  After all, it seems that these new recruits are opportunities for the barbarians to continue to develop. It is better to avoid unnecessary losses as much as possible.

 “Are you here for the ring on your finger?”

Burkeso said to Steve who had just walked over.

“Yes, I heard them say you should know something about this ring.”

Steve raised the justice lamp ring on his hand and spoke very calmly.

 Or if there is anything in the world that makes Steve less than calm, it is probably the one about Peggy Carter.

“Let’s put aside the matter of the Lamp Ring of Justice for now. Do you want to gain power?”

Burkeso said casually, he was now carefully looking at Steve in front of him.

The noble yet human character reminded Bulcaisel of Johanna, whom he fought with back then.

When he thought of Johanna, he thought of the demons that offended Johanna and were dragged for hundreds of miles by that rough woman on horseback.

By the time those unfortunate demons were put down, they were completely invisible.

That look makes the Hell Demon frown his eyebrows, even though the Hell Demon basically doesn’t have any kind of hair on his body.

 “I feel that I may not be fit to be a barbarian.”

 Steve said this with a smile.

 He longed for the power of barbarians, but he still couldn't accept the fact that he had to fight in a barbarian way.

  Steve likes shields because shields never actively attack, but are more about protecting the weak.

 His beliefs and character are indeed noble.

"I feel so too."

As he spoke, Burcasso took out a flail from his backpack, and then flicked it a few times.

As a weapons master, Bulcaisso had superb skills when wielding the flail, but the flail seemed to be "dead" without giving Bulcaisel any feedback.

Even Steve can see this.

 “Take it and try it.”

Burkeso handed the flail in his hand to Steve and said in a rough tone.

 Arkhan's Supplement.

 Legendary Flail.

Of course this is a copy of Bulcaisel, and the original legend is still in the hands of the Crusaders.

This flail is not extremely powerful, but it can still be considered a masterpiece.

But just like its name, this is just a backup weapon for Arkhan, the powerful Crusader.

The Crusader can master the postures of the other two skill runes in the form of the Alakat Warrior.

This is pretty useless.

Johanna should be the one closest to Bulcaisel among his comrades, although we have to exclude Li Min, a mage with terrifying talent.

But Johanna has already made some achievements on the road of skill fusion and release. At least she can use her own power to transform the Alakat Warrior into this function. She can release all the skill rune forms at the same time.

 Steve took the flail from Bulcaisel's hand with some seriousness, and then let go of the flail.

Although that flail is not the best, it is not something that Steve can pick up due to his physical fitness.

“It seems like you’re still close, so you’ll probably have to wait until you take some time off from the Prius before you can get that power.”

Burkeso has no intention of continuing.

He remembered that when Johanna became a Crusader, she came into contact with the assault suit of the legendary Crusader Norward.

With just a touch, Johanna directly became a Crusader.

Although this may have something to do with the fact that Johanna is a Nephalem herself, Arkhan's patch is a replica of a legend that gained Johanna's power.

If Steve doesn't get that kind of recognition, he can only wait for Imprius to teach him personally.

 “I have never felt that the power of achieving success in one go is worth bragging about.”

  Steve understood what Bulkesso meant.

 But he had no regrets at all.

 The Super Soldier Serum that he shared when he became Captain America gave him a super soldier.

That is a somewhat helpless choice after all.

Red Skull also used that power to become powerful, but Steve was a little wary of the power that could be copied.

 “That’s nonsense.”

Burkeso shook his head.

The power of the Nephalem is never obtained overnight. If you want to become strong, you have to work hard. This is the simplest truth, and no one will disagree with this.

The previous test was just to see if Steve could get the seeds of the Crusader's power.

If successful, then Steve can enter the secret realm and obtain the bloodline of the Nephalem, and then embark on the road to becoming stronger earlier.

“The Ring of Justice is a powerful legend, Johanna, I mean one of my comrades has used its power to protect others for a long time.”

Burkeso looked at the justice lamp ring in Steve's hand, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

“At that time, Johanna was so unshakable that even the Demon King of Hell would have a headache when facing her.”

Burkeso thought of the past days and said a few more words.

 In his mind, Azmodan and Andariel started to bicker again.

Johanna played a very important role in the battle against Azmodan. She single-handedly held back Azmodan's entire demonic army.

Like a rock in the waves, unshakable until Azmodan is dealt with.

“If that damn mage hadn’t involved my energy at that time, how could you have chopped my body into pieces!”

Azmodan roared loudly in Bul-Katho's mind.

 He kept looking for reasons for his defeat.

 Among the Hell Demons, only Azmodan values ​​victory and defeat the most. In every battle, Azmodan will try his best to win, although not every time he will achieve his wish.

“Then when I was chopping off the head of the great devil, why didn’t you come out to argue with me?”

Burkeso said rudely and contemptuously.

In his relatively long life, the time when Bulkesso became stronger the most was during the days when he was with Li Minsanya and the others.

 Just like how the bloodline of Nephalem resonates when they are together.

During those days, Bulcaisel grew from being able to compete with a Hell Demon King to being able to defeat the Great Demon God.

"What?"

 Steve was a little confused about Bulcaisel's sudden words.

“It’s okay, I’ll let Kalju guide you for a while, although you won’t be his heir.”

Burkethal scratched his hair. He was now a little irritated by the constant shouting of Azmodan in his mind.

 “Now, go do your thing.”

Burkeso left directly after saying these words. He needed a pure place to calm down.

The argument with the Hell Demon King will only affect him more. If he wants to avoid being corrupted, Bulcaisel needs to better maintain his consciousness instead of being easily aroused.

 At this moment, Azmodan and Andariel chose to remain silent.

 Bulquesso now is different from before.

 At least they need to treat Bulcaisu with caution.

 So after they felt Diavolo's fleeting power, they worked hard to disrupt Bulcaisso's thoughts.

 Corrupt Bulcaisel? That's too dangerous!

 They are worried too.

Ever since Bulcaisu obtained the complete rules of devouring and time, the Hell Demon King has to treat Bulcaiso with caution.

Especially Azmodan, who has personally experienced the immense power of the Ring of Ekatan, is very worried.

 Worried that Bulcaisel would merge with his other half's soul after complete despair.

 At that time, although the Hell Demon King will have completed the corruption of Bulcasso, Bulcasso will be able to fully master the rules at that time.

 The rules of devouring and time will allow Bulcaisel to complete devouring the Demon King of Hell in a short period of time, and by then he may be the next Malthael!

 A creation god who single-mindedly kills all the demon kings of hell?

 Azmodan couldn't imagine this ending.

 Andariel and Azmodan have wanted to communicate in the dark soul stone more than once.

But they found that no matter how they signaled to each other, they could not complete the communication on this topic, as if some existence was formulating the rules in the Dark Soul Stone.

 They couldn't get it out of their mouths.

 So what they can do is delay Bulqueso's realization of this matter.

 Then hope that their other brothers will realize this early.

 Their hope is not in the most dangerous fear, but in Mephisto, who represents hatred.

At present, only Mephisto knows about Bulcaisso's situation, and Diavolo is likely to become Mephisto's pawn to test Bulcaiso.

 But the demon kings of hell are still on guard against each other!

Azmodan is worried!

 Worried that that idiot Diavolo would let Bulcaisso realize in advance that the situation has reversed.

Azmodan could only think this way in his heart.

  He did not even intend to express any opinions in the Dark Soul Stone that could be heard by Bulcaisel.

 In their constant battles with the Nephalem, they had long known what kind of person Bul-Katho was.

Bulcaisel has never looked so rough. He is the only barbarian who can completely contain his anger, a source of power.

  Anger is not only an emotion for Bulqueso, but more of a source of strength.

That kind of cold anger that can freeze the soul of the Hell Demon King is the weirdest thing. It feels like meeting the mad king Leoric.

 After Bulcaisel finally found a place to rest, he spoke.

“Azmodan, I will know what you are afraid of.”

Burkatho spoke in the tiniest voice, and he was sure that the Hell Demon King in the Dark Soul Stone could hear him.

 “Your behavior is too abnormal, you are afraid.”

 “What nonsense are you talking about!”

 The person who answered Bulcaisel's words was Andariel.

 Azmodan thought irritably.

 There is a reason Andariel is the most disliked Hell Demon.

 She only pursues pain, so she never has the ambition to rule the world.

  In other words, Andariel never had any ambitions, she just wanted a place to enjoy the process of torture.

 “Azmodan, are you not going to speak out?”

Burkeso said with a frown, holding a bottle of strong liquor in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.

“Dracula told me more than just a little bit about where Mephisto is.”

 Dracula's terms of exchange are not equal, and Bulcaisso knows this very well.

 Exchanging Bulkesso's protection for Integra with a piece of nonsense?

 Barbarians will protect those who are kind, which is what the Nephalem have always done.

 But the nephalem almost never provide additional protection to a certain person, because everyone is equal in their eyes.

 “What do you know?”

Azmodan finally stopped using those ridiculous "Hell Lord" style words to affect Bul-Katho's sanity.

"I don't plan to let you go out. As long as I exist for one day, you will have to stay in the dark soul stone for one day!"

Burkeso took a swig of wine.

“But I don’t think I will be able to win after Malthael arrives.”

“You mean we want to help you? Don’t be ridiculous, I still remember the severe pain when my body was split open by you!”

 Azmodan breathed a sigh of relief when he said this.

If Bulcaisel just wants to face the common enemy with them, there is no need to worry too much.

“What you are afraid of is this tattoo on my body, right? At least this is one of the reasons why you are afraid.”

Burkeso suddenly wanted to eat a lot of meat. He usually had no interest in food.

“You don’t have to answer, I know that you won’t tell me the truth. But do you think I will fail?

I have only failed once in my life, when I faced the invasion of the rules of death. Now you and I are symbiotic. If I see Malthael again, the power of death will only act on you. And you will not die.

.”

Burkeso continued.

 The existence of the Dark Soul Stone embedded in his forehead was only a last resort.

If he had not been transported to this new world at that time, he still had one last solution when facing Malthael.

The spirits of the ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogath can enter the dark soul stone and bear the erosion of the divine power of death for them.

 And Bul-Katho only needs to deal with Malthael before the ancestor spirits are annihilated by death.

 Although the situation at that time is just an illusion, no one knows whether Bulkeso can succeed.

 But as Bulcasso said, he had never experienced a failure other than facing death in his life.

 When Malthael's death has no effect on him, then Malthael is just another great demon.

Burkatho has never lost a battle outside the rules, even if the enemy is the incarnation of the rules.

“Were you planning to use those ancestral spirits to bear death?”

 Azmodan finally couldn't help but speak.

“What would you have done if the Dark Soul Stone had not exploded?”

"The ancestors will bear death for me, and I will kill Malthael, and then let him and you stay with the ancestors in this small prison."

"The ancestor of the barbarians, the devil of hell and a crazy angel, stay in a small cage, and then fight endlessly. Even if you are crazy, no one of us will be allowed to escape?"

Azmodan felt a bit creepy when he said this.

This is not the first time they have been imprisoned in the Dark Soul Stone, so they know very well that the power itself does not exist in the Dark Soul Stone.

 The only choice that determines whether you are strong or not in the cage is your will.

Azmodan couldn't help but feel fear when he heard the words of those barbarian ancestors who had existed for thousands of years because of a single obsession, and Malthael who went completely crazy in order to destroy demons.

 “You’re crazy.”

Azmodan said this to Bul-Katho.

 Andariel has yet to realize what was being exchanged between Bul-Katho and Azmodan.

"When I chose to divide my soul, I was already crazy. When I saw the wise king of Khanduras, trying his best to restrain his powerful power, allowing me to break his bones bit by bit, I became crazy.

Got it!

 And this madness is given by you!”

Burkatho roared in response to Azmodan's words.

How powerful is Leoric, the Skeleton King?

As long as the powerful one chooses to leave his palace, he can turn all the living into the dead and blur the boundaries between life and death!

As long as he follows his strength, Leoric can stuff his ferocious scepter into Diavolo's PY!

 But he is Leoric after all.

 After becoming the blasphemy of life, Leoric is still Leoric!

That wise king of Canduras!

 Father of the Dark Wanderer!

 The great king who gave mankind a land to live on!

 Before seeing the sober Leoric, no one would understand what choices the mad king made at that time.

 And Bulcaisuo only made his choice in front of the wise king of Khanduras!

 Noble sacrifice.

 That’s all.

 “Leorric, it was Diavolo who caused it!”

Azmodan failed to notice the fear in his voice.

 The Demon King of Hell is the most sober and the coldest.

 But they are never fearless!

Facing Bul-Katho's challenge and madness, Azmodan felt even more helpless than when Malthael devoured his power.

The "power" he was once proud of was like a trembling white mouse in Bulkeso's anger.

“But, all tragedies are caused by you. Lord of Hell, Lord of Sin! Azmodan!

Your cruel smile when Canuk smashed into your chest, your joy when you commanded the demon army to bring grief to the barbarians!

 Now they will all become your terror in the face of the hungry wrath of the barbarians!”

Burkeso roared with anger, and then his mood gradually returned to calm.

"I will continue. I have made a decision. I will not hesitate to release Leoric! Let him talk to you about his crazy thoughts in the dark soul stone!"

“I will break Malthael to make that fool understand! Humans are not toys for him to play with! Nor are they the vassals of demons!”

"I will lock you all into my will, and then let you howl in endless fighting!"

"Even if I die, I will let the person I choose inherit my will, and let you cry out in pain forever!"

Burkeso's low roar was dissipated in the wind, and no one heard his voice.

 Imperius, who was far away on Mars, cast his eyes on Bulcasso, and the light wings of courage were emitting a scorching brilliance!

Dr. Manhattan followed Israel's line of sight and cast his gaze on Bulcaisel.

Dr. Manhattan didn't know what Bulcaisel was thinking, and just observed quietly with doubts.

 “Bulkess, you will not succeed!”

Azmodan roared with anger.

 But this time Bulcaisel did not respond to him.

 Andalil has lost the ability to speak.

 She was completely frightened by Bulcaisel's resentment towards the Demon King of Hell.

Burkatho's crazy ideas are enough to make every hell demon fear.

If it weren't for the teleportation caused by the explosion of the Dark Soul Stone in Malthael's body at that time, these hell demons might have fallen into the nightmare that Bulkatho had planned long ago.

Burkatho doesn't know when Malthael will arrive, nor does he know what Malthael will look like when he arrives, or how powerful he will be.

But Bulcaisel has never been afraid, because he has never been completely defeated!

 “You won’t succeed! You won’t!”

Azmodan kept saying this, and the being who was forced into a desperate situation was no longer the barbarian Bul-Katho.

 But these hell demons who have lost their freedom!

Each defeated Helllord will learn this devastating news from their brothers.

Every hell demon who once represented terror will be uneasy in the fear called Bulcaisuo!

 “Is the world friendly to humans?”

Burkeso spoke softly, not intending to get any answer.

After seeing the death of this world, he knew that there were also superior gods in this world, just like Malthael.

Burkeso is thinking about those existential thoughts.

 What does a death that is not good at fighting mean?

  Meaning that there are more than two gods who are good at fighting protecting death!

 Only in this way can we explain the fact that death, as the top rule, is not good at fighting.

 Because the battle was taken over by the presence that protected her!

Burkeso is thinking about how to give human beings the "freedom" they deserve. The fate of human beings should not be controlled by other beings, even if they are gods!