Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 300

"I thought the place where the Supreme Mage lived would be more... how should I say? More luxurious?"

Thor's somewhat unexpected tone and his eagerness made him look unpleasant.

"The Supreme Mage is just a title and responsibility, it doesn't matter where you live."

Gu Yi still had a flat tone. Speaking of which, this was the first time Bourkesso came to Gu Yi's residence.

In the past, he would just take the milk from the king and go back, and would not stay too long.

"Is there anything you want to tell me? You can do it now."

There were no emotional fluctuations in Burkeseau's voice, and Gu Yi's slightly abnormal behavior was not without reason.

Burkeseau was sure of this.

"It's about Kool. I think Thor probably doesn't know that prophecy about his future."

Gu Yi sat at the table, poured a cup of tea slowly and said.

"What prophecy?"

Thor was a little curious.

He didn't know the prophecy that he would perish with Kur.

Odin's protection of Thor is meticulous, and no **** of Asgard will tell Thor about the prophecy of his demise.

This is what Odin means, and they will only follow.

Bourkesso, on the other hand, squinted at Thor and said nothing.

The prophecy Bulkessel has never been dismissive, just like what he did to the fateful archangel of Iseriel.

Fate is too illusory.

For the barbarians, what can prophecy represent?

The future that can be changed is the same as no prediction, and the future that cannot be changed is meaningless to know the prediction.

"Thor, as the **** of thunder, you will perish with Kur, the **** of fear."

Gu Yi had a smile on his face when he said this.

"You mean Thor will perish with Kool?"

Thor grasped the point. Now, besides Thor, who can be called Thor, there is also Tyr who picked up Mjolnir in some way.

No matter what, there is his hammer brother.

Thor will die with Kool, but no Thor is named.

If Zeus is still active, Baobu Qi means the **** of the sky.

"Natural wants to fulfill this fate instead of me?"

When he said this, Thor was a little anxious.

He always thinks that his relatives are kind to him.

It never occurred to Tyre that he would have other ideas.

"Dong, dong, dong~"

There was a knock on the door, and the slightly chubby mage, King Chris, stuck his head out of the door.

"Teacher, I think I should be able to master more powerful spells now."

After Wang received the gift from Bulkesso, the energy in his body increased day by day.

At least now he can use his own energy to release spells that could not be released before.

As a mage, Wang has almost reached the high level.

At least compared to the current Loki, there is not much difference in energy.

"Wang, maybe now is not the right time to talk about this."

Gu Yi looked at the apprentices he had cultivated with deep eyes. Although his eyes were not severe, it was enough for her disciples.

"It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I didn't dare to inquire about you when I saw Your Excellency Burkeseau."

Wang looked a little aggrieved when he spoke.

He will do everything according to Gu Yi's requirements very well, so he does his best when taking care of the cows.

"I'll take Thor around. That's probably all you have to say."

Burkesoe interrupted Gu Yi's intention to continue to say something.

Few of the barbarians believe in fate. Strictly speaking, only Reko, who has received the wings of the Archangel of Fate, believes in fate.

And Raiko has always been a little withdrawn.

"Later you should go see that kid Casillas, he's already an excellent fighter."

After Bulcasso finished speaking, he opened the portal and took Thor away from the Mage Sanctuary.

He was always a little uncomfortable staying in this place.

The fluctuations of the spell have been radiating from this place, and for Bulkesso, it feels as if Li Min is staring at him.

Bourkesso and Thor appeared directly in the blacksmith shop, just in time to see Luke and Jessica, who were you and me.

Thor smiled and said hello.

"Looks like you're done? Those agents are annoying enough."

Luke complained about the distress of visiting the store during this time, and shoved a piece of fried egg into his mouth.

"You fought today? Who did you meet?"

Burkeseau was a little concerned about this.

Luke had a slightly weird aura on his body.

Although it smelled a little scary, it was far from the smell of Diablo.

"What's wrong with a few ninjas in a hand union?"

Luke spoke directly.

Jessica was thoughtful.

"I watched a meteor fall, but there was no battle."

"Well, it looks like the guy named Kool is the one who did the trick."

After burkaseau asked clearly, he said it directly, then opened the door of the basement and walked down.

"Come on, I mean the three of you together."

Bourkessel intends to give these barbarian recruits something so they can fight well.

Who knows why these guys have bad luck.

Although it's not as dark-faced as Casillas' unfortunate, but other people have not been lucky.

Thor didn't ask anything about Bourkessel's request.

There is nothing to ask about, either there is something to say or something to give.

Bourkessel never bothered to play silly things with them.

"Armor or something, ordinarily I shouldn't give it to you. Those things are not worth my trouble to prepare."

Burkessel sat directly on a shelf in the corner, took off a shoulder armor and threw it to Jessica.

"Who knows why you get nothing in the secret realm, it's very unusual."

Bourkessel said, and threw two bracers to Luke and Thor.

Although it is not a high-quality equipment, it can also provide a good layer of protection.

Burkesso was very relieved about this.

"I'm not the unlucky kind, at least I got a good weapon."

Thor took out the butcher's meat chopper and shook it at Bourkesso. The scream of the butcher's soul above made Bourkesso frown.

It's not that he hates this piece of equipment, it's that this piece of equipment emerged from the secret realm of Volusk.

Burkesso was very dissatisfied with the fact that Vorusk polluted his secret realm after his death.

"That's not a good thing, although it's not bad as a weapon."

Burkessel stared at Thor with wide eyes, and his dissatisfaction with Vorusk somewhat escaped to Thor.

"The secret realm of Volusk has changed. Maybe he can control the things in the secret realm now, but if he can't control it, I think you are likely to die in it."

Burkeseau spoke directly to Tuer.

The battle of the first soul encounter after death will not affect the secret realm that symbolizes glory, which was originally the consensus of the barbarians.

But Volusk broke this routine.

When he died, the butcher did not appear. It is said that the legend of the butcher's meat chopper could not appear in his secret realm.

This only shows that Vorusk has been hiding something from him.

"To die in battle doesn't sound bad, doesn't it? At least I can choose whether I want to enter the secret realm of Vorusk."

Thor said with a hearty smile. It seemed that all the worries from the previous encounter with Tyr had vanished.

"The worst may be that the secret realm of Volusk will become the same thing as a realm, and then involve you all. No one can tell what will happen by then."

Bourkessel paused for a moment, wondering if he should tell the rest of the news.

"The most terrible thing is that the reason for Vorusk's death is to challenge death, and you may face death itself at that time."

Bourkesso did not hesitate too long before stating his conjecture.

Perhaps withholding information would never happen to Bourkesso.

He never lies.

"die?"

Jessica stared at Burkesso with wide eyes.

"Death will also retreat when facing you. I don't think this is something worthy of your special mention."

Jessica remembered the skeleton arm that was on the bedside table of Bourkeseau when she was cleaning the blacksmith shop.

She asked Jill, it was the hand bone of death.

"Death and death are also different. Because of Vorusk's challenge, death was swallowed up by Malthael from the high rules. The death you see is too fragile compared to the inhuman rules."

Burkesso remembered how he felt when he faced the projection of death in the secret realm of Volusk, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

An inhuman death is only fair. Because of Vorusk's challenge, he just gave birth to an emotional death. The first emotion he learned was anger.

That battle resulted in Vorusk's death, and the projections in the Rift didn't show the full pressure that Vorusk was under.

Because of this, Bulkesso got through the secret realm of Volusk.

"Is there any difference in death? But we seem to have no choice in this matter."

Luke shook his head and said, playing with the wristband that Bourkesso threw to him in his hand.

"I think you should be prepared. Seriously, that feeling is worse than when you met Leoric."

Bourkesso took off a two-handed heavy weapon from the shelf and placed it lightly on the floor.

"What weapons do you want? I can help a little bit, and then use your loot in exchange."

Burkeseau said casually.

For Nephalem, he may eventually embark on the path of excavating his own bloodline power, but when he is weak, equipment can provide a lot of help.

It's a bit of a nuisance, but time doesn't seem to allow these recruits to grow up slowly.

"The spoils of war?"

Luke whispered, he probably understood what Bourkesso meant.

What's the difference between a "loot" without a clear price tag and a free gift?

"What I'm most worried about right now is not that the Volusk secret realm is out of control, but the Kool who defeated my father."

Thor rubbed his chin and said, he never cared much about things like the future.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be acting like a fool at his "advanced age" of thousands of years.

Heartlessness is the secret to his youthful attitude.

"I don't really care if I die or not, I just want to atone for my sins, and then live a good life and take everything seriously."

Jessica said while snuggling into Luke's arms with a smile.

The gold coins she got from the secret realm have been exchanged for cash to get rid of Steve and handed over to the people she has hurt, although money is not a good compensation for trauma.

But it's better than nothing.

After Jessica plans to officially marry Luke, she will come to apologize to those who have been hurt by her in exchange for their peace of mind.

"There are not many things I care about, and SHIELD will take good care of them."

Luke pouted, the street hero's family is a weakness.

But Steve assured him, so he didn't care too much.

"Remember to tell Rumlow and the others, and I won't inform them of this bad news one by one."

Bourkessel had nothing to say about the opinions of the few people. How to live is their business.

Bourkessel doesn't ask others to live according to his ideas like the old-fashioned big parents.

It is his habit to let them know how to deal with it.

Those who work hard do not need supervision, and those who are lazy and scoundrels will not have the best results.

Burkeseau rubbed the weapon in his hand, looking a little tired.

When he was constantly fighting, he didn't have time to worry about the spring and the autumn, but once he was free, messy thoughts kept popping up like weeds after the rain.

At this time, he couldn't tell whether he was under the influence of the Demon King of Hell.

"You won't succeed, just like Vorusk."

Azmodan said so in Burkessel's mind.

Bringing negative emotions to Burkeseau is very important to him.

It is not easy to corrupt a person, especially when the target is someone like Bulkesso.

If Bourkesso can't get his freedom before he achieves his goal, then he may have to die in a real sense.

This is an unacceptable result for these **** demon kings.

"Shut up Azmodan! You'd better keep silent like Andariel! Whether it's Malthael or your brothers, they definitely have the same thoughts."

Burkeseau said angrily.

Now he is a little used to the sound that suddenly popped out of his head.

Just like he said.

Malthael, who wants to become the God of Creation, will never let go of the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell.

And if the Hell Demon King wants to gain the power to face Malthael, then devouring each other to become the Great Demon God is the clearest way.

"It looks like we can move freely? I'm going to find Loki, please send me to the Supreme Mage again. As for the danger, I will survive."

Thor took the equipment that Bulkesso threw him, and looked at it carefully.

Although Thor is not a blacksmith, he still knows a lot about weapons and equipment.

"Either you can do it yourself, or wait for Gu Yi to find you. She was looking for you, but you haven't made up your mind."

Burkesso answered Thor angrily.

This is not good news.

In Thor's heart, perhaps his relatives are above justice, which is a dangerous signal.

Doing the right thing is always hard, and now Thor seems unprepared.

"Let's go! Luke, you can take a vacation! Come back to work in a week!"

Burkeseau's tone was a little out of control.

Thor thought about where he should go, so he put his hands in front of him as if he was kneading a dough and began to release the return magic that he learned not long ago.

It takes a lot of effort to pull a portal out of the air like Bulkesso.

Luke took Jessica and bowed slightly, then left the basement and walked towards the two people's shared home.

The accommodation issue is not a problem for them who are needed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

After everyone left, Jill walked over slowly.

"Uncle, you seem very unhappy."

Jill's voice was very careful. When he talked about death, he was already nearby.

Burkeseau did not respond to Jill's question.

Although he is not perfunctory with the reason that "Jill is a child and doesn't need to know so much", the problems he faces are not something that some comfort can help.

"Let's go, go and rest. I will speed up your training. I hope you still want to be a strong warrior."

Burkeseau said to Jill.

Now Jill basically has no chance to choose to live as an ordinary person.

Frank, the agent of death, a title that sounds more majestic than the Punisher, but it also means that Frank's life has become the hand of the coming death.

As Jill, who got his life from death, can't live an ordinary life, those guys will force this child to take an extraordinary path.

Fortunately, Burkeseau can give this child a chance to become stronger.

"Sorry, my brother didn't keep that soul. It seems that he never kept anyone else's soul."

Death spoke to Leoric with deep regret.

Death was saddened by not being able to help Leoric.

"What's there to apologize for? I threatened you to do so, why do you apologize?"

Leoric spoke with some dissatisfaction, and the white hair on his head fell quietly on both sides of his head.

"It's just that I hope I can help you."

The tone of death is like that of a lost girl. It is no longer mysterious, and there is no sense of oppression brought by the power of death.

"You want to help me? You don't even know my name! It's inexplicable!"

Leoric was a little irritable.

He's not good at coping with situations like this.

The virtuous king of Canduras is a family man. In his mind, his family may have a higher status than his own country.

Leoric felt a little strange about the unprovoked gesture of death.

There is also some deep unease in it.

"I'm just... I'm not malicious."

Death is a little ashamed to open up about his feelings. This kind of action is something that every licking and licking will do.

I believe that everything I do will eventually be seen, that I will eventually be needed, and that my efforts will be rewarded accordingly.

But it's a pity, the emotion and compassion it brings are the feelings that are the furthest away from love.

No one will love a person who feels poor, and will not choose to love because of the poor child.

"Okay, if you really want to help me, keep your distance from me, that's good for you and me!"

Leoric said unceremoniously.

Although he didn't react to the expression of death at first, it was quite obvious.

Although Leoric is already a skeleton, he does not intend to spend an eternal life with another skeleton.

Besides, he loves his family very much.

"Please don't leave!"

The voice of death is very humble. If Thanos hears such a voice, he will forget all his ambitions and accompany him with death.

"Enough, are you really dead!?"

Leoric finally couldn't stand the obsession of death.

Although it feels good to be liked, death is not normal anymore.

Especially the name Death always reminded him of Malthael...

"Respected death, I have brought you countless fresh souls... Who are you!"

Thanos' voice suddenly sounded.

According to his own understanding of the balance of life, he launched an indiscriminate slaughter on a planet.

Killed ordinary life, and then brought these souls to the kingdom of death.

The power to travel to and from the realm of death is the most trivial gift death can give its suitors, but it gives Thanos the wrong signal.

He thought he was different.

Although he is indeed different, Death does this to people she doesn't hate.

The rule of life and death is nothing to death, it is just a toy that can be manipulated at will.

"Who are you?"

Leoric took on the wrath of the Skeleton King, his empty eye sockets aimed at Thanos.

From Thanos, he felt the loss of countless lives and strong ambitions.

"I am Thanos, Death's most loyal servant! You can call me Thanos!"

"Cut, look at the door and howl! How dare you appear in front of me with a warm life form!"

Leoric is somewhat dissatisfied with Thanos.

"Thanos, not Thanos, you can go!"

Death keenly felt Leoric's dissatisfaction, and with a wave of his bone hand, he threw Thanos out of his kingdom.

Incidentally, he took back the power of Thanos to deal with life and death.

"You just learned from him to get along with others?"

Leoric felt a little headache.

Death nodded slightly. A round head looks cute...

"That's enough, me! Leoric! The Skeleton King of Canduras! The blasphemy of life!"

Leoric put the Mad King Scepter in his hand directly on the ground and introduced himself.

"Okay, I'll come again, but now I'm leaving."

He didn't find the soul of Craig's lover, so he had to make up for the unlucky boy in another way.

The Skeleton King's body directly turned into an illusory soul form, and after a flicker, it disappeared into the kingdom of death.

He returned to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath in a blink of an eye, then took off his crown and threw it directly to Volusk.

"Okay, I remember that this crown is a treasure for Nephalem. I exchanged this for all the expenses in that kid's long life."

Leoric spoke bluntly, his hair that had lost the shackles of the crown began to sway in the wind.

"It doesn't look smooth?"

There was an inexplicable smile on Vorusk's face that was Leoric's crown.

"Damn it, there is a case where the origin of the world has lost his soul. This death is far worse than that of Malthael."

"Death shouldn't care about this. Death is death, the end of life."

Vorusk spoke as if he had remembered something, his tone a little desolate.

"You **** tried to transform yourself into a being like me, but didn't the result still fail? Your corpse is gone, and you want to become Skeleton King, you are just whimsical."

Leoric directly laughed at Vorusk.

At that time, Vorusk came to the Skeleton King with the help of the ancestor call used by Bulkesso.

It wasn't the first time he had dealt with Leoric. Before that, because he didn't have a body, his attempts only ended in failure.

With the help of his ancestral summoning skills, Vorusk tries to use his wrath-constructed body to understand how Skeletron exists, then transforms himself into a desecration of life, and then challenges death again.

Of course, his plan was to act after Bourkessel saw Skeletron for the first time, but he didn't expect that Leoric would wake up his consciousness for a short time, and his plan also failed.

Leoric chose to suppress the madness in his skeleton body, and then he was directly smashed to pieces by Bulkesuo in the battle.

This freed his soul from the endless madness.

It was also at that time that Burkesso embedded the Dark Soul Stone in his head.

"Okay, what are you going to do now? Let someone who won't die get money from a barbarian and live a better life?"

Vorusk played with Leoric's crown in his hand, then looked up at Leoric himself.

"The value of this crown is enough, don't expect more from me. I don't trust you, Volusk! You are not Bourkesso, you will lie."

Leoric said loudly, which was exchanged for Volusk's hearty laughter.

"Yeah, I'll lie! But you don't think Bourkesso can't? If he didn't have half his soul, he might be more cunning and cunning than you think!"

As Vorusk spoke, he laughed.

"Okay, are you going to exchange this? I don't think he would agree to this."

Vorusk glanced at Craig who had just stood up and said.

Craig listened to the conversation between Leoric and Vorusk without missing a beat, and he already knew something about his own situation.

He understands that it is not impossible for him and his lover to see each other again, and he also understands that he can become stronger.

Even if he chooses to do nothing now, he can still get the promise of worry-free food and clothing for the rest of his life.

"I want power!"

Craig loudly or.

"Did you hear Leoric! He said he wanted power!"

Volusk laughed even more wildly!

As the second generation of the Immortal King, even the Demon King of Hell had to bow before him when he existed.

All the enemies of the mighty Volusk can only choose to flee like frightened mice when facing him.

The reason why Volusk became so powerful was not due to responsibility and sense of justice, but simply to gain power!

In order to gain strength, he boldly chose to challenge death, which made the barbarians endure the most difficult years.

When he truly understood responsibility and responsibility, it was after he died, and as a soul, he watched the barbarians turn from prosperity to decline!

It is precisely for this reason that the immortal king Vorusk remained silent on the holy mountain for many years.

The other ancestors respected him, but after Volusk realized what the duty of a king was, he fell silent.

In other words, he closed himself.

"I want power too, but are you laughing wildly because I said that?"

Leoric's words were not very polite.

He was a little incomprehensible about Vorusk's laughter.

No one on the holy mountain knew much about Vorusk except Bourkesso.

Even his secret realm is a secret to everyone else.

"Of course I can laugh, and laugh louder than anyone!"

Volusk put away his smile and said to the Skeleton King.

"Because I have always wanted power, unstoppable power, power that ignores life and death! Power that crushes everything I see that is not pleasing to the eye!

Then tell me, Leoric!

Let you lose your current power, as the wise king of Canduras, will you accept your own death! ? "

Vorusk grabbed Craig's shoulder and shouted loudly at Leoric.

Leoric was silent.

Choose strength or choose to die as a human?

If there is no hatred, he may still have a choice.

But now he has no choice, he must become the Skeleton King so that his son and granddaughter can rest in peace!

No power to take revenge on Diablo?

Did Diablo laugh to death with a wailing from one mouth?

Only the Skeleton King has such power, and only the mad Leoric can ignore the fear!

Leoric also needs strength.

"What power are you going to give him? His body can't accept the blood of a barbarian."

Leoric returned the subject to Craig.

raised one of the toughest questions.

It is impossible for the existence of the Supreme Human to absorb the power in the bloodline with obvious bias of the barbarian.

"Remember what you planned to do in the first place?"

Vorusk said to Leoric with a strange expression, and grabbed Craig in front of him.

"Now there will be no Bourkesso to stop you, you can give him the memory of a monk."

Leoric silently raised his Skeleton King's wrath.

The two-handed hammer was terrifying, but it had no legendary power.

The reason Skeletron's wrath is so terrifying for both humans and demons is simply because it's in Leoric's hands.

And Leoric has only two legendary powers.

Skeleton King's Pauldrons.

Has the power to refuse death.

Similar to the iron nerves in the barbarian talent, let people dance with death and spit thick phlegm at it.

Leoric's crown.

Let the gems embedded on it provide bonuses in double increments.

Whether it is to reduce energy consumption or better gain experience from combat, or even reduce body stiffness after releasing skills. Leoric's crown can do it all.

Just make the right choice.

The power of the Skeleton King is beyond doubt.

The ferocious giant hammer fell on Craig's head with a strong wind full of the smell of corpses.

Vorusk firmly held Craig's shoulders, preventing the kid from falling softly under this intimidation.

If you want to get something from the Skeleton King, you naturally have to take some risks.

Leoric's attack is to attach his soul and existence to the weapon as energy.

It is precisely because of the existence of this power that the soul of Burkeseau is divided.

Correspondingly, he can also send some of his own memory fragments into other people's heads.

It's just that he will also lose this memory.

As for the cultivation method of the monk, this is what he got from a monk after he met Bulkesuo after his awakening.

Karasim wanted to put the Skeleton King to sleep, so he came to the tomb below.

After observing the surrounding environment, he seemed to realize what happened in this place.

So the old monk shared some of his memories with Skeletron.

The monks, a mysterious group just like the mages, also have some strange abilities.

"Now, accept my gift! Then retrieve your memory from my influence!"

Leoric roared loudly. Finally, the two-handed hammer in his hand shattered Craig's head.

But without hurting the soul, this supreme human soul saw Leoric and Vorusk from a different perspective.

A chaotic soul that seems to dissipate at any time, that is Leoric's.

He is existence itself, so whether he exists or not does not need the approval of others.

In Craig's eyes, Volusk was emitting a strong flame all over his body.

Just looking at it, Craig felt the emotion of anger.

A cowardly person cannot control anger.

Earth-shaking changes are taking place in **** right now.

Hela, who was rescued from the underworld by Mephisto, was sitting on the round table eating without grace.

During the days when she was locked up, she couldn't find any food to her taste.

Known as the "Goddess of Death", what kind of food does she like? She loves the bitterness left by a pain and torment in her soul.

Hela feeds on souls.

Then those ingested souls will be called pure energy into her body.

And the soul will not be scattered, but will appear in **** or heaven indifferently.

The soul that has been absorbed once will fade and become tasteless, but it is just right as the currency of the demons in hell.

"Who is that?"

Satannis asked Hela in front of him.

For the Demon King of Hell who completely seized the existence of Mephisto, the monarch of hell, he felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

Especially since that guy still called himself Mephisto, which made Satannis feel violently uneasy.

Originally in hell, there were nightmares, Mephisto, Prince Lucifer, him, Dormammu, these resident **** monarchs.

But since Dormammu's fall, everything has become troublesome.

Aside from Zatanus, who was still in the world, the only existence that no one dared to provoke, the Cytorak, was the backing of hell.

As for him, Satannis, he was just a poor little tree spirit.

Faced with the same nightmare of being a different person after being reborn, he had to be careful even when he spoke.

The dangerous aura made him feel that the injuries he left after being beaten up by the three barbarians were very serious.

"Mephisto, that is Mephisto."

Hela said a little boringly.

Now in hell, she just wants to go back to Asgard and overthrow Odin, the old stubborn can't do it.

The passage between **** and the world has been locked. Now she can only stay in **** in a daze, eat and then continue to be in a daze.

Other than that, there's nothing she can do.

"You're lying to me, I know Mephisto, and I've been with him for many years, maybe longer than you have been the monarch of hell."

Satannis whispered to Hela, he was still in disbelief.

"Is there anything wrong with my name Mephisto? Or do you have a special opinion about this name?"

Mephisto appeared in front of Satanis in a floating posture, and the strong hatred aura made Satanis, the monarch of hell, feel very sick.

"Mephisto, this is boring."

With the appearance of a nightmare, Baal spoke irritably.

"If you don't like that kid, hand him over to me. I just want to quickly regain my strength. Looking at this endless boring scenery, I can't wait to destroy it!"

Barr was as irritable as ever.

Now when the world and **** are blocked, as long as they don't plan to face Bulkessel, they can only maintain their current state.

There are enough negative emotions in **** to restore their strength.

But now they don't just care about the little things.

Compared to Bulkesso who only sealed them up~www.mtlnovel.com~ or the Malthael who tried to devour them, it was more terrifying.

Baal and Mephisto were not the source of Diablo's fear.

They know very well how their strength will behave when facing Malthael.

The rules of hatred and destruction will not happen when facing Malthael, who is already half the creator god.

Apart from Diablo, who represents the ubiquitous fear, the only existence among them that can have a chance of victory is the ratio that confuses the real and the false.

Although Bi Lie is easier to control, but Bi Lie is too weak.

Even if he has a rule that can be widely used, he is still a weak chicken.

The power of others belongs to others after all. No matter how many thugs you confuse, it is meaningless when facing the enemy head-on.

Relatively sober, the two **** demon kings were carefully contemplating how to get in touch with Diablo.

The youngest of the three demon gods is the most dangerous one, which Mephisto and Baal both admit.

After all, the person closest to ending the Eternal War was Diablo.

But now they can only stay in **** where there is nothing but scarlet, licking their wounds.

This situation hurts the self-esteem of the Demon King of Hell. And they almost cut off contact with people.

So Baal and Mephisto began to devise a conspiracy.

Chapter end