The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

The person who uttered these words was not Rasma, but the first-generation Bulcaisu who was standing there and lost his mind!

Rathma had absolutely no noble intention to sacrifice her own life for the arrival of Lilith.

And the first generation Bulkatho would not value brotherhood and stop Rathma's dedication!

Maybe there is still some brotherhood left in their hearts, but that can no longer affect their actions!

If these two guys were so noble, they wouldn't stand by Lilith's side and kill all the angels and demons who have different opinions!

Not to mention killing Vasily and taking away the pure vitality from him!

A conspiracy between scheming people!

But there won’t be only one victim!

The soul of the first generation Bul-Katho did not have the blood of the Nephalem!

Rasma had a weird smile on her face, and Sonya's figure appeared on the spot in an instant!

He used the soul of the first Bulcasso to summon his body and forcefully brought Sonya here!

"ha!"

Sonya let out a fierce roar, but her body flew up high and hung upside down, and was nailed to a stone pillar!

"Rasma!"

Sonya roared angrily, and the soul of the first-generation Bulcasso flew and stood in front of Sangyan!

In order to obtain more powerful power, Sonya and the others had to explore the power of barbarian blood from the bodies of the first generation ancestors!

Even though Karasim had raised objections, Sonya did it without hesitation!

At this time, the soul of the original Bulcaisel began to control the blood of that arm, and Sonya became the furnace that provided power!

These did not escape Malthael's calculations!

"Rasma! I will come back!"

The soul of the first-generation Bulcaisel roared like this, and the anger in his empty eyes just flashed away!

In front of experts in soul control like necromancers, even the remaining souls are deprived of the right to be angry.

Afterwards, it completely lost its will, and this remnant soul became a body and a sacrifice that carried power!

"My brother, I hope you can see how great the power of mother is!"

Rasma continued to speak in a chant-like tone.

The grace of Inaris began to shine even more intensely!

The radiance shone on Sonya's body, and the hot blood burst out from Sonya's abdomen quickly! The soul of the first generation Bulkeso was completely dyed red!

"Perhaps our father also hopes to free our mother."

Rasma's mocking tone was full of malice.

Rathma, who made her father's bones into a legendary suit with her own hands, is not noble!

But as a strong man, he has never been mean!

The existences he calculated and harmed were all prepared for this.

So no complaints!

Even he was not sure whether his mother could win a share of victory in the hands of Malthael now.

But knowledge is never useless!

Rasma firmly believes this!

Snap!

Sonya's figure, which had completely lost weight, fell to the ground!

Now she is nothing but dregs!

The useful things in her body have been completely integrated into the stone pillars.

After all, the being who recited the incantation was not her, but the souls of Rathma and the first generation Bulkatho!

So Sonya, who had released enough blood, was freed, and might be lucky enough to witness the arrival of Lilith!

It's just that her strength has been weakened, and her body is weak and she is worse than a new soldier!

And Malthael's death is attacking her weakened body!

The figure nailed there on the stone pillar was also replaced by the blood-stained soul of the first generation Bulcaisel!

The blood stains spread and formed part of a big net!

The sacrifice is almost completed!

"One more to go!"

Rasma muttered in a low voice, and blood danced on the ground to form another Rasma. The only difference between that figure and Rasma was the equipment on her body!

And he was nailed to a high stone pillar by Rasma himself!

Blood spurted out again, but not a drop fell to the ground!

Blood soul double score!

This would be harmful to Rasma, but there is no other way at this time!

Malthael will only offer two sacrifices, and he must deal with the last one!

The part of blood and soul that was divided contained the power from Vasily.

And this initial power of Nephalem is also part of what is needed to awaken Lilith.

To lift Lilith's seal requires the power of angels and demons, and Nephalem are the best sacrifices!

Before this, Rasma had used countless lives as sacrifices to continuously weaken these multiple blockades!

After sacrificing the largest remnant soul of the first generation Bulcaisu, and adding his own blood, the seal finally reached the final stage before it was broken!

And the final sacrificer will make the decision!

"I pray for the Three Returns! I pray for the opening of the first door of the Sanji! I pray for the blood sacrifice of those who wish! I only ask for the return of the Holy One!"

A pious voice sounded!

Karasim, who was fighting in front of Malthael, recited this spell word for word!

Malthael laughed and put down the Soul Reaper on Li Min's neck!

Karasim's body flew towards the deep hole that didn't know how deep it was! Those phantom bodies were broken into various elements in an instant!

"That's it! That's it!"

Malthael finally became excited, and only then could he see a trace of something called madness in him!

"What on earth do you want to do!?"

Natsuba's hoarse question rang out as the fire bats circled along his stooped yet tall body!

The curse of the soul has been quietly arranged by him.

The energy like fireflies continued to spread, covered by the light of the fire bats, chasing Karasim in the direction he left!

Soul-eating!

Witch doctors are also masters of soul research.

He could already feel the ominous smell spreading.

More importantly, he felt what Karasim had done!

"I want Lilith to come, and so does Rathma."

Malthael explained, but Ozil suddenly died behind him!

Malthael trembled for a moment, then looked at Nazebo.

"You're going to kill an angel's soul? Interesting thought.

Even though the higher heaven has left this world, it has not been destroyed.

Ozil will be resurrected, as an angel!

And at that time, I will rush to his side to bring back everything this world should have."

Malthael seems to be in a good mood.

He even kindly explained to the few remaining Nephalem.

No one knows if he has other ideas, or if this wisdom is really crazy.

But at this time, there is nothing they can do!

Without Karasim's trembling, Li Min could not resist Malthael in battle.

But Natsubo's methods are particularly weak in the face of death.

The soul is only a part of the body that is under the power of death.

And voodoo can't let Nazebo protect himself.

"You want to kill us?"

Vera said this.

He turned the ring on his hand and took off his hood, revealing a delicate and cold face.

"Isn't this a matter of course? It's just that I will be kind enough to let you witness the arrival of your ancestors!"

Malthael said this.

He casually used the Reaper of Souls to knock the flying knives to the ground.

Then disappear!

"Vera, Özil's body and power have not yet been dissipated!"

As Natsubo said this, a cold ripple appeared on his body!

Soul Harvest!

Özil's corpse turned into a small energy ball before it was supposed to turn into rainbow light, and was hit by Nazebo with a broken earthen jar.

Then he threw it directly to Vera.

"Has your hatred revived? Now take back the commandments belonging to the angels and continue fighting!"

Natsubo said this!

The strength of a witcher is partly emotion and partly restraint.

Represents both demons and angels.

However, hatred will not be completely cut off. When Malthael gathered enough strength to intensify the remaining seeds of the Great Demon God's power, Valar's hatred was taken away.

It's just that hatred will continue to be generated.

The loss of the commandments happened not long ago!

Used by Rathma to confine a soul!

"Knowledge is coming! We don't have time!"

Li Min turned pale and exited the state of the Dharma Protector, and his mind suffered a huge impact!

She used her own will to declare control and unity to a world that was heading for destruction. The constant collapse of the end made her shaken.

"Krashim is trustworthy."

Natsubo explained like this.

He believed that since Karasim took the initiative to recite the spell, he would have the corresponding method.

Following his words, Li Min's face looked much better.

She thought of a possibility.

"Let's leave first! Then wait! Vandaloni has successfully reincarnated! We still have a chance!"

Li Min was a little flustered.

Very few among the Nephalem were aware of this kind of panic.

Even when she shouted that she needed treatment, she never felt so weak.

But at this time, no one can appreciate this scenery!

Nazbo took off his mask and shook the voodoo doll in his hand.

He probably understood.

Karasim chose to abandon this hard-tempered body and use his soul to find reincarnation.

It doesn't matter when he left behind.

Survival is the key now!

"I have a little hiding place."

Nazebo waved the sacrificial knife in mid-air for a moment.

It left a deep crack in the air.

Then he simply jumped a few times, muttered two strange spells with the sound of phlegm stuck in his throat, and awakened a huge zombie beast, an ugly zombie hound and an army of jumping ghost dolls from the ground!

These summons belonging to the dead struggled to tear at the deep crack, and the two ghost children pushed Li Min and Vera towards that place.

A pair of lightbulb eyes flashed on Nazebo's old face.

The Soul Erosion has hung on Vandaloni's soul!

No matter where he is reincarnated, this mark will allow Nazebo to find his comrades!

…

"The last sacrifice~Can't you wait? Malthael!"

Rasma looked at Malthael who appeared in front of him again and pretended to be relaxed.

If Malthael chooses to attack him at this time, it will become much more complicated.

After casting Blood Soul Dual Points and sacrificing his other self, Rathma was no longer able to resist death.

The students were sent to the altar, just waiting for the final arrival.

"Knowledge~ Maybe she knows how to save the world. But Lilith is a devil, the daughter of hatred. Do you think she will tell you the knowledge that she regards as treasure?

Closing the door to sharing is the cruelest thing she can do as a devil!

You have been cut off from a way to become stronger."

Malthael said this.

Words like slander cannot move Rasma.

In other words, Rasma knew exactly what her mother was like.

And he doesn’t care about it!

Those words, which seemed to shake Rasma's determination, became the final foreshadowing!

But what I say now makes no sense!

Karasim's body was hung on a stone pillar!

The holy golden color in the blood is connected to the big net!

Karasim could no longer feel the existence of his soul in his body, and at this moment Sonya on the ground let out a roar!

Then, in the last moment of struggle, he disappeared from the hole that suddenly appeared on the ground.

Malthael nodded, and everything was going as he expected!

Rasma's face turned a little worse, and she used magic to control the body of Karasim who had lost his soul and began to recite the final words!

The blood net kept getting thinner, and then turned into a scarlet silk!

"Welcome the daughter of Hatred! Creator of Sanctuary!"

As Karasim's body spat out these words.

A face appeared on the silk, slowly stretched out its head and arms and slowly passed through the bright red!

The blood turned into petals and began to sprinkle little by little!

The existence closest to the authority of creation!

The embodiment of knowledge and authority!

Rasma knelt down on one knee, raising her left hand high as if searching for the elusive but unreachable stars!

His eyes are full of child-like expectations and inexplicable sadness!

"Welcome! Lilith!"

Karasim's body spoke the last words, and this body that had been tempered for thousands of years lost the breath of life!

And that slender and malicious figure finally passed through the silk and placed his hand in Rasma's palm!

Endless flower petals slowly fall, decorating this originally gloomy place as gorgeously as the garden of the gods!

"Welcome, the last demon in this world, all the hatred of selfishness and authority! And the exclusive knowledge! Lilith, long time no see."

Malthael stood there, put away the Reaper of Souls, and clapped softly.

Thin and weird applause became the only accompaniment!

Malthael raised his head and looked at the light falling from the ground to the depths of the earth.

The eyes hidden under the hood are filled with pity!

He felt hope, only hope that he would not completely cut off contact with this world!

Hope lasts forever!

Rasma saw her mother's cold face clearly, and then lowered her head!

Lilith's overly strong face reveals the meanness of a demon!

The exquisite and huge horns spread people's thirst for knowledge!

"Mathael, you need my help? But knowledge is priceless!"

Lilith didn't even have the time to glance at the three bodies hanging on the stone pillars, she just stared at Malthael coldly.

The silk behind her is like a luxurious dress, or like a curtain that has just been opened! Hanging high!

"Destruction is at hand."

Malthael smiled!

Wielding the Reaper of Souls, he took away the soul hanging on the pillar that belonged to the first Bulcaisel.

This action made Lilith's pupils shrink slightly for a moment.

That kind of emotion is not like the family affection of blood thicker than water, but the dissatisfaction of having your private property taken away!

"Our Lady of Grace! Save us!"

Rasma spoke to Lilith with a prayer in her mouth.

Lilith nodded slowly, blood sliding from her body!

…

On the holy mountain of Harrogath, the eyes of the immortal Mr. Craig suddenly closed, and then opened again, revealing endless oldness!

"All gods! Be with me!"

Vandaloni is reborn!

At the cost of two souls becoming one!

Became a new monk!

No longer Vandaloni, no longer Karasim!

Instead, they are brand new monks who have inherited part of their past!

This was an arrangement he completed a long time ago. Leoric, as the tool for him to complete the arrangement, handed over the fragments of his soul to a person who was strong enough.

Only those who are strong enough can withstand that rough fusion.

Only then can the independent part of consciousness be retained when the two souls squeeze out the water and merge into one.

Otherwise, only the pure Karashim will be reborn, not the new monk.

Reincarnation!

Initiation!

Both are the same!

And in the New York Sanctuary, another figure passed through the Cosmic Cube!

The opened portal exudes the aura of Malthael!

Sonya fell heavily to the ground!

Destroy the floor that was just repaired again!