The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Inside the blacksmith shop, which contains hope and courage, so it seems very safe.

 “Colson, show the way.”

 Anderson stood up and spoke to Colson in front of him.

 The light on his body flashed, causing Colson to close his eyes.

 The power from courage has a powerful restraining effect on Diavolo's men.

Even though Coulson didn't realize what he was serving, the bright light still burned his eyes.

 Fortunately, Lord Tianchui's recovery ability is not bad. When he opened his eyes, the slight burn had already recovered.

 “Diablo’s toys?”

Aurel muttered softly, with some compassion in his eyes.

 Fear's playthings never end well.

 And it seems to be a very fulfilling thing to redeem people who are also misguided.

 It's just that Imperius has to come.

 So Auriel shifted her gaze to Imprius's face and just looked at it quietly.

 “Don’t look at me, I want to take a break, at least I can experience something different in this world.”

Prius twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't want to pay attention.

 But Auriel still looked the same, looking at him quietly.

“Okay! Okay! What do you want me to do, fill his heart with courage? Or follow him and help him when he falls into the abyss?”

 Because the Prius has given in.

 Hope is always before and above courage.

 In every sense of the word.

 “Can fear give rise to courage?”

 Aurel saw that Imprius had replied, and she withdrew her kind and scrutinizing gaze.

Aurel is probably the most divine person one could hope for.

 Compassion and healing are one of the forces of hope, and if she wanted to, she might soon be able to expand into a religion.

 After all, there is nothing easier than a god pretending to be a god, and hope is too positive.

“Fear will only wear down your courage, and you will either have to work hard or die slowly.”

As Prius said this, he remembered the time when he was slapped against the wall by the Great Demon God, and let out a long breath.

At that time, I was timid about the Prius, even if it was just for a moment.

 Courage should be fearless to die, but at that time he chose to escape.

 Even if this does not affect his courage itself, shrinking back is shrinking.

 That’s why he looks like a person.

 Aurel nodded.

Archangels never talk about each other's authority because it makes little sense.

 But now that she and Imprius are human beings, it seems much normal to talk about each other's news.

 “But hope never dies.”

Aurel said with a smile.

 Perhaps it was the reaffirmation of her family status that made her a little happy.

 But at this point, she also had an idea of ​​how to redeem Colson.

As long as Colson can work hard, no matter he wins or loses, hope will favor him.

“Courage gives back hope, but isn’t it unfair?”

 Because Prius’s words are a bit implicit.

  However, doubts were raised.

 Hope, like death, will give no one more or less.

 The difference is that death is never advanced or delayed, but hope always jumps repeatedly in time.

 “Hope is fair, but Auriel is not.”

 Aurel smiled and stood up.

 Now this place is constantly feeling a sense of crisis, and hope is gradually gathering in a very few people.

 Remembering what Death said at the time, Auriel was a little embarrassed.

 The hero carries the hope of the world. If we want to replace it, should we let her debut as a hero?

This is not appropriate.

 Her body is already giving birth to a soul.

She is not sure how much time it will take, but it will obviously not be a short period of time.

 Does she have to fight with her children?

Then she might not be called a hero, but might become a pregnant woman or a stay-at-home mother.

Although every mother is a hero, Auriel does not want such a thing.

 What she needs is hope for this world.

“I sometimes think about, what is the purpose of our existence? Is it just to let humans look at us and exclaim? Or is it just to fight the devil of hell?

 I always feel that there are things we should do more.”

The Prius grunted twice and drank the last sip of strong drink.

At this time, Colson also took Anderson and rushed towards Kingpin.

 “Auriel, I feel like he’s coming soon.”

 Because the Prius said so.

 He would only be talking about Malthael.

 When Malthael took away the dark soul stone that sealed the Seven Demon Kings from Tyrael, he thought of it.

How should courage face wisdom?

Because Prius is not stupid, it’s just that compared to Malthael, his IQ is completely insufficient.

“Then what? Will it kill all humans in the world?

 Don’t forget, humans in this world don’t have the blood of demons.”

 Aurel spoke lightly, but secretly she clenched her fists.

 What exactly Malthael was thinking, no one knows.

 “I won’t run away this time.”

Because the armor appeared on the Prius, the metal-like ring on the top of its head also began to radiate heat.

 Losing the status of an archangel, or becoming a human being, or a husband will not change your courage.

 Courage will take root in every small place and then sprout.

Even if the trunk of the tree is broken down by the strong wind, the branches will grow again and the seeds will be scattered on every piece of soil!

 “It really impressed me. Imprisus.”

Aurel said with a smile.

A long ribbon gently leaned on her slender neck, and a warm breath came from the tie.

Compassion can also hurt!

 Sympathy and pity can also turn into sharp knives!

 Auriel's combat power has never been the weakest among the archangels!

 …

 “Frank, are you back?”

 Frank's wife hurried to the door to greet him.

 It is hard not to worry about what happened before. Whether it was the battle with Anderson or the arrival of Bulcaisel, this woman tensed her nerves.

 Seeing that her husband was safe and sound, the tense atmosphere disappeared a lot.

“I will stay with you at home in the next few days.”

Frank hugged the soulful body of his wife, the coldness constantly reminding Frank that this was already a dead person.

 “Dude! What’s wrong with you?”

 Frank's daughter is being held by Jill, standing not far away looking at her father and mother.

Although you are not very old, your ability to feel emotions has nothing to do with your age.

Perhaps because of her nervousness, little Lisa spoke with a strange accent.

 “Lisa, it’s okay, are you happy today?”

 Frank said to his daughter with a smile on his face.

 The case has been decided.

Gil, who was standing aside, was looking down at the ring on his hand.

He remembered everything Prius said before.

 The ring of unity on his hand makes him a weakness to Bulcaisel.

 Now he doesn't know anything about the extraordinary, so he feels worried and guilty.

 Being a dragster is not a lovable identity, but children are always unable to seek strong ones.

 Unless he can find something like a radiation pile or mutated insects in a short period of time, and then put his own life on the scale of fate.

“Father, I have something to discuss with you.”

 Gill said softly.

Like the sound of flying mosquitoes.

 But no one in the room heard it, so the room became much quieter at this time.

Just when Frank was about to ask his son in detail what he wanted to say, the roar of an engine came and then disappeared outside their house.

“Hey, Amy! I’m just saying there must be something wrong with the TARDIS! She hasn’t been nice to me lately!”

 A somewhat cheerful voice came, and then there was a knock on the Frank family's door.

“Doctor, where is this place?”

 Another female voice sounded, her voice slightly panicked.

 “Wait a minute, I have to ask.”

The male voice said while knocking on the door intensively.

“A sonic screwdriver can’t do anything with a wooden door, so we’d better hope there’s someone inside.”

While the man was chattering, the door was opened.

 Frank's hand was hidden under his clothes, holding a pistol in his hand.

This world has been very weird recently, so we can’t let down our guard.

"Who are you!?"

Frank said this.

Although he felt a little familiar when he heard the sonic screwdriver, the person in front of him did not have a pair of ears.

 So Frank was ready to shoot at any time.

“Hello, I didn’t expect to meet you again. I am a doctor and I am still me, but I am not the me you know anymore.”

 Doctor Who greeted Frank cheerfully, and it seemed that meeting an acquaintance made him happy.

 “Where is your Feng Er? I don’t think you have any way to prove your identity.”

 Frank took his hand out from the hem of his clothes and thrust a submachine gun into Doctor Who's chest.

This guy who doesn't know that he is a child of time still calls himself a time lord, but when he faces a problem that requires proving that he is me, his behavior is not much different from ordinary people.

“You are giving me a hard time, but haven’t we fought together before?”

 Doctor Who smiled and patted Frank's shoulders heavily with both hands.

  I don’t think that my actions will cause the firearm to misfire at all.

Of course there was no misfire, and Frank’s control over firearms may be the best in the world.

Even if it is not first, it will not fall out of the top three.

Doctor Who's cheerful behavior made Frank even more suspicious.

“Listen, I remember the situation very clearly. You have a pair of eye-catching ears.

 Any method of changing one's appearance that I know of will never make such a big change in a person!"

 Frank put the barrel of his gun against Doctor Who's chest and walked out of the room, then closed the door with his foot.

He did not let down his guard, but the person in front of him did have the same subtle feeling as when he saw him before.

 “How long has it been since we last met?”

 Doctor Who said with a smile.

Having always traveled through various timelines, he was a little lost at this time.

  Can’t even figure out the time in front of me.

 In his world, he has already experienced two rebirths.

 That’s a long enough time.

 It’s been almost ten years.

 “Less than three months.”

Frank said this.

 Looking at the person in front of you coldly.

 Different worlds mean that the flow rate of time is also different.

 Doctor Who scratched his head, still with a cheerful smile on his face.

 “So, Merlin has something to do with me again?”

 He muttered something softly.

 Then he introduced his companions to Frank.

“This is my fulfillment partner, Amy Pond. By the way, where is the soldier I saw last time? I think what happened this time is probably related to him.”

 Doctor Who said a little rudely.

 It is obviously not appropriate to mention other issues when introducing one's friends, but fortunately Amy doesn't care.

 As for the relationship between the two people, it is a bit complicated.

 Companies who fulfill are right, but they are much more than that.

 Amy is his mother-in-law.

 It's just that in the current time, his wife has not been born yet.

“I remember the girl you were with last time was named Rose Tiger.”

 Frank said with some scrutiny.

 He deliberately called Ross Taylor by the wrong name as a test.

 It's a little rude, but it doesn't matter.

 Frank has never been a polite guy.

 At least when he was punishing those damn guys, he never knocked on the door properly and handed over the invitation.

 “Ross Taylor. I have to correct that.”

 There is a little bit of elusiveness in Doctor Who's eyes.

Well, the last Doctor Who we saw was the Ninth Doctor.

 There is another 8.5 term known as War in the middle, so he is the ninth term.

As for Ross, he was trapped in another world as the man who grew up from the Tenth Doctor's severed hand in the previous adventure.

 It was a bit complicated, but it was an unforgettable adventure.

 “Okay, what’s the matter with you?”

Frank is a little irritable.

 He identified the person in front of him, but this had nothing to do with being irritated.

 For the Punisher, he never likes trouble, so he is committed to solving it.

If any strange person claims to be his admirer, his most likely plan is to send the lunatic to eternal sleep.

 It’s just that the guy in front of me is a little different after all.

Even Bulkesso and the others showed an unusual attitude when facing the guy in front of them.

 Didn’t ignore it, even a little cautious.

“I came here to ask if you have encountered any strange things? For example, running pepper shakers or something like that.”

 Doctor Who said something mysterious.

Of course the pepper shaker part was just a joke, but he really cares about what's going on in the world.

“What’s a weird thing? A bunch of scum running around with powers after getting the ring, and you, riding a phone booth, showed up at my door. Isn’t this a weird thing?”

As Frank spoke, the gun in his hand made a click.

 He deliberately made such a noise to tell the other party that he was not welcome!

“Well, this is indeed a strange thing.

 But I wonder if you can tell me where Bulquesso is? I have something I want to confirm with him."

Doctor Who said with a grimace and raised his hands above his head.

Although he is full of British flavor, at this time he would rather be a Frenchman.

 After all, people die when they are killed.

 After rebirth, he was no longer the same person, and he didn’t want to leave.

 “You figure it out yourself!”

Frank pointed his gun at Doctor Who, then opened his door and stepped back step by step.

 The last loud enough slam of the door was heard together with a cry of pain.

 “Damn, he doesn’t look like he’s very friendly.”

 Doctor Who rubbed his nose and said.

 Amy on the other side was a little worried.

 “What’s going on with that Bulcasso you’re talking about?”

 Amy asked worriedly while looking at the doctor's injuries.

Looking at Frank's door with a little annoyance.

“It’s nothing, it’s just that we can’t attend that rally. It was a grand enough occasion. You could have seen what the aliens you talk about look like.”

Doctor Who said this.

They originally planned to go to a place to attend a rally, and the purpose of that rally was to appease the finished Alkatan Ring.

 Just being led to this world halfway.

 Fortunately, it’s not so unfamiliar here.

"Hey! Merlin! I know it must be you, you'd better come out and see me!"

Doctor Who shouted to the sky, his eyes constantly searching, not knowing what he wanted to see.

As for Merlin who was called by him, although he was still observing him at this time, he was no longer able to respond.

 The battle between the two worlds, as the strongest possible person under them in eternity, Merlin will certainly not stay out of it.

　　It’s just that the power of the dream that he finally obtained was snatched away by death and thrown into hell.

 And now he can't leave at all.

 Inside the house, Frank comforted his family, then walked to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

 Jill's previous question was temporarily forgotten, and Jill just turned the ring on her hand silently without saying a word.

 He has no power to protect himself. Knowing that danger is around him will naturally lead to anxiety.

 Now he only hates that he has no strength.

But when Doctor Who called Bulcasso's name before, he heard it clearly.

 At this time, he was a little hesitant. Should he call Bulcasso over in a way that would hurt him?

 No one’s good intentions can be vented or wasted.

Gill hesitated.

 His mother reached out her hand and gently rubbed Jill's forehead.

 The coldness of the soul in his hands brought Jill back to her senses.

 “Child, let’s go have breakfast.”

 Most children will obey their mother's comfort.

 So it is a common practice to put worries behind your mind for the time being.

 …

 “Craig, what are you doing?”

Leco asked the man in front of her.

 This man is one of the few who has not entered the secret realm.

 What can a guy with the concept of "immortality" do when he enters a secret realm?

 Being brutally killed over and over again?

 Or resurrected from the belly of some demon?

 It would be unfair to him who has immortality if he is thrown out of the secret realm before he dies.

   Simply did not allow this “supreme human being” to enter the secret realm.

 Of course, there are still rewards.

 Although it’s just a consolation prize.

 “I’m just thinking about whether I should be a hero.”

 As Craig said this, a layer of calluses appeared on the fists in his hands.

 He did not waste this time, but continued to hone his boxing skills.

Even if there is no way to become a real monk, those boxing skills can still effectively make him stronger.

 “Why do you have such an idea? The heroes seem to be unhappy.”

Leco rubbed her chin with her thumb and index finger, asking curiously.

 She is probably the most romantic ancestral spirit.

　　Or it can also be described as heartless.

 After all, among the ancestors on this holy mountain, she is probably the only one who is obsessed with a very ordinary Leoric's crown and refuses to rest in peace.

 “A hero may help me find the meaning of my existence.”

  Craig continued:

“What do you think of the nickname Mr. Immortal? My greatest advantage is that I won’t die.”

Craig suddenly missed Leoric. Although Leoric smashed his head with a scepter, it was to give him a memory.

 So Craig had no intention of resenting Leoric.

 After all, the undead sounds more powerful than the undead himself.

"not bad."

Leco was a little perfunctory.

  She was thinking about what Leiko had said, consciously or unconsciously, about Craig.

It's not pointless to kill the guy Annihilation is targeting, but what's the use of Craig?

“By the way, what does death feel like? I can’t feel death no matter what, so I want to ask you, if you don’t care.”

Craig said this.

 It's definitely offensive to ask a ghost what it's like to die.

If the ancestor in front of him was not Leko, he would probably get punched.

 Fortunately, only Leike is willing to answer this question.

"Death? Just a bang, and I am like this. As for feeling, I don't seem to feel anything."

Leco thought about it while answering.

Leiko has appeared nearby not far away.

Lecco doesn’t understand what’s different about Craig, but she does!

 Undead means that this person has no concept of death!

Maybe beings like Bulcaisel can resist death, but that's because of power!

 And the Craig in front of him has no limitation of death!

Death once said that she is the death of two worlds, but she did not say that she is the life of two worlds!

 And Craig, who was looking stupid and stupid there, was the incarnation of life in another world!

Works of Annihilation!

 How powerful are the rules of death?

Even powerful beings like eternity and annihilation, as long as they can be classified in the category of life, there is no way to ignore death!

 And the judgment of life is a mystery!

 Is it the soul or thinking?

 Or is it a change?

 All this is clear only to death in this world.

 And Annihilation obviously doesn’t want to have a weakness!

 His attempt is the Craig in front of him!

The embodiment of life!

 The opposite of death!

 Annihilation wants to use this power at the right time!