Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 333

"Tell me, what else is there that I don't know, I don't want to miss the secret this time."

Rorschach squinted at Vorusk, who was smiling strangely, a little impatient.

His temper was about to be completely worn away. Facing a group of unreasonable guys, his persistence always seemed funny and embarrassing.

"The secret realm will take some time to prepare. You don't have to look forward to it. Trust me, you won't like that battle."

Volusk said without looking up.

The Rorschach Chronicle in his hand was like a suspense novel, which made Vorusk very interesting.

Even the original purpose of his appearance was temporarily forgotten.

"A fight that won't be expected? What's the point of that?"

Rorschach stood beside his corpse with a strange expression.

A pointless battle?

This expression made Rorschach somewhat inexplicable.

In order to survive or to carry out one's own will, these are all reasons to fight.

But fighting for no reason made Rorschach somewhat difficult to understand.

Simply stop thinking, time will always bring answers, and of course forgetting.

"Instead of paying attention to those, you still owe me an explanation."

Rorschach kicked his corpse with himself, and a strange feeling came to his mind in an instant.

Beat yourself up?

Sounds like something is wrong.

Just like the guy who pestered him and was thrown off the elevator back then.

"Explain? You mean Jorez?"

Volusk finally took his eyes off the diary in his hand.

A pair of copper bell-like eyes looked at Rorschach, with some contemptuous mockery on his body.

The barbarian's explanation, this is another cold joke.

It was like when the new recruits heard Cormac shouting "Holy Light, did you see the enemy in front of you?".

At first, some people took this voice as a reminder, until many recruits almost died when they heard this sentence, this sentence became a bit gnashing of teeth.

"Just to let you know what exactly we are facing. Everything around you may become an enemy. Can you unswervingly chop off the heads of your acquaintances?"

Volusk suddenly remembered Reko, and he wasn't sure if Reko would do the right thing.

But he didn't dare to think deeply, it would be a tragic ending, it's better to stop here.

"This is not an explanation, Vorusk."

Rorschach's soul stared at Vorusk and said in an icy tone.

What is this? Perfunctory?

Rorschach continued, "We should know the truth!"

A burst of anger appeared in the soul.

"Yes, it seems that I finally have some of the spirit of Bourkessel back then, that's good, boy!"

Vorusk closed the diary in his hand and walked in front of Rorschach.

He was still contemptuous, but his tone seemed to waver.

"Have you not noticed the uniqueness of your soul?

After inheriting the blood of Bulkesso, your soul has become a complete Nephalem, and the soul of ordinary people cannot continue to exist in this environment. "

"So? This is still not the answer I want."

Rorschach was a little impatient, and the anger on his body suddenly expanded in a circle.

"Young man, that secret realm was a grand gamble, and the gamble was an opportunity to become a god.

And you, the backhand we prepared in the game, if we lose, you will become another Bourkesso, standing in his current position, fighting those things with your own life will. "

Volusk's voice was slow and slow. Although it was very serious, he didn't seem to care much.

Vorusk believes that Burkesso will not fail.

Because the guy with this name has never been completely defeated.

A seed of hope? That was just a last resort.

"Let me interrupt, didn't Birkesso also embark on a dangerous path under the circumstances of having no choice?"

Rorschach said with a frown, and there seemed to be some pity for Burkeseau in his words.

Or rather, Rorschach, who didn't know much about all this, didn't understand what kind of determination it was like.

"What are you pity for? Will you shrink back when you know the road ahead is full of death?

You won't, so how could Burkesso back down?

As for the answer you want, I'll tell you now!

Jorez said that he was a barbarian who challenged his fate. In fact, Raiko was the first, but he failed. "

Volusk paused for a moment, as if he was organizing language.

As for the matter of Jorez, he needs to trace it from his memory.

That's a bit too long.

But fortunately, he didn't have to explain to Rorschach about Leko. Rorschach was the heir of Bulkesso, and his soul could naturally receive messages from other ancestors when he was separated from his body.

I have to say that this is a very convenient ability, but information is not experience, otherwise it would be too convenient.

Vorusk continued to speak quickly, Rorschach had already accepted the information, and as for flipping through it, it would be better to wait until the end of the matter.

"Reko's soul is only missing a small fragment, but if the soul is missing, it is missing. Reko became a loser because of Jorez's actions!

under my witness.

And your death is just to let you understand what you have to face.

Now do you still think that Tyrael's **** is the savior of justice? After your soul felt the protection of this holy mountain? "

Vorusk's words weren't too much, and Rorschach immediately began to reflect.

Rorschach did not realize that his soul had become so obedient in front of Volusk.

Although it is a method that is not very fair, the reputation of the Immortal King is still good.

Besides, Bulkesso is still alive, and the will of the Immortal King will not be accepted by all the barbarians for no reason.

"Is justice wrong?"

Rorschach said vaguely, but this sentence made Vorusk want to laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Justice is always justice, there is no right or wrong.

But Tyrael only represents justice in his perception.

Then you tell me, is it wrong to hold on to your beliefs? "

Vorusk slapped the diary in his hand on top of Rorschach's corpse.

A burst of light began to radiate from Rorschach's soul.

Rorschach understood a little what it was like for Tyrael to experience justice everywhere.

Vorusk's eyes showed some satisfaction, and his efforts were not in vain after all. First release https://(www)https://m/.x81zw./com/

"That's right! That's it! Burkessel chose you not only because you had a Tyrael in your soul.

You are very similar to Burkeseau, he is the judgment, and you are part of the justice of this world.

Only in this way can we serve as a solid cage and see the path to becoming a god! "

Volusk said excitedly.

He originally thought that Rorschach would realize this sooner, not when he was about to give up.

Justice must have a backing.

Besides, this thing has never been the same standard in the world.

"Am I the justice of mankind?

Justice should be high above, just like the morality in the heart and the stars in the sky hanging high, rather than being represented by that inexplicable person. "

Rorschach looked a little puzzled by the brilliance in his soul.

Representing justice?

Humans don't have such a big face to put justice on their faces and flaunt them everywhere.

No one can afford this name. Maybe this is the reason why justice is an archangel?

"You guys figured out a way out before you put in all your efforts? This doesn't look like the savages I know."

Rorschach returned to his senses and looked at Vorusk in front of him and said.

He began to question the "last resort" thing.

"Going forward? The victors can use gorgeous words to record their past, just like you portrayed yourself as noble as a saint in your diary.

But can you tell me, are you really noble?

Where are the noble people? Where is the undefeated existence? "

There was still contempt in Vorusk's voice, and flaws were always dismissed as imperfect.

But what is the perfect thing?

Where can there be something perfect, Rorschach now has enough.

Vorusk took a blood bottle from his waist and smashed it directly on the chest of Rorschach's corpse.

That body began to recover little by little.

As long as Rorschach's soul returns to that body, a man-made "miracle" will happen.

Now his purpose has been achieved.

A Rorschach with firm belief, a Rorschach who is ready to face everything.

A Rorschach who began to really think about what justice is.

The position will always be shaken, but no matter what position, justice always exists.

It is enough to know this.

"What will Jorez face?"

Rorschach's soul resisted the strong suction from his body, and shouted at Vorusk with some difficulty.

It was hard for Rorschach to ignore Jorez who gave him a fatal blow.

The blow in the head made Rorschach feel a little chilled just thinking about it.

But what he wanted was only the final outcome of that ancestor, not for change nor for revenge, he just wanted to know.

"A relief like a gift."

Vorusk spat on the ground, turned around and left.

Jotun Kuller still needs him to watch.

What Jorez will face, Vorusk actually doesn't know, but he knows very well what kind of decision Rekko will make, maybe not so clear.

But it doesn't matter.

Isn't the Immortal King only there to deal with things that are not right?

Volusk is always ready.

As for the secret realm?

That's not a secret realm at all!

That is another world's disaster is about to repeat itself!

"Reko, what did I do?"

Jorez looked at Raiko with red eyes.

It was a little difficult for him to accept the result.

Lecco had already told him that his change did not escape Bourkessel's observation.

When he chose to be Vader, he was the partner that Burkesso trusted, but when he took off Vader's identity and appeared as Jorez, he was a corrupted enemy.

It is no different from those compatriots who became executioners in the war before.

"What did you do? You sacrificed for your lover."

Lacco was lying on the stone bed, without turning to look at Jorez.

The voice trembled a little, but it was still firm.

Raiko was a little shaken in her moved emotions, but this wouldn't affect her final approach.

"Did I do something wrong? Raiko?"

Jorez's voice was a little light, and it seemed a little unbelievable.

It was the first time Raiko heard such a voice.

Jorez, known as a warrior, has never spoken in such an unsteady tone.

"As your lover, I am touched. Jorez, my husband.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything you have done for me.

I love you, both in the past and in the future. "

Raiko still didn't turn around, but the trembling in her voice was uncontrollable.

The choking in the soul and the fear of parting filled this mighty warrior.

"Then, Raiko. Did I save you? From fate?"

Jorez approached Raiko gently, and then slowly lay down on the stone bed.

They used to be like this on the coldest winter night.

Embrace each other and feel each other's body temperature.

On a battlefield where there is only blood and weapons, only this one-room hut can bring a sense of relaxation.

Barbarians are also human beings. They are not killing machines. They are both painful and tired, but they never show it.

"Jorez, my husband, you saved my soul."

Raiko's body twitched, as if she was choking.

It's just that no one has ever seen Raiko's tears. Maybe on the night when Jorez "died", Raiko cried.

It's just that those tears are only witnessed by this stone bed that cannot be warmed by a cold soul.

"Really? Fate is cruel, but fortunately we can still lie together. It's just that we all lost our heartbeats."

Jorez understood what Raiko meant.

Raiko is still the slave of that fate, and she can only swing feebly like a puppet in front of her fate.

Even looking back, he would be stopped by that thread.

Jorez saved Raiko's soul, from loneliness, from the abyss of lost love.

But not from the hands of fate.

"Jorez, hold me. You will hear my heartbeat, our hearts are connected, and you will feel your own heart beating."

Raiko still didn't turn around.

She was just talking softly, even now Leko didn't know who she was speaking to.

"You forgive me, but you can't..."

Jorez approached Rako's body, and his breath hit the back of Rako's neck, the breath hot enough to melt any trembling heart.

"I forgave you, Jorez! Reko forgave you. Jorez's wife, the barbarian Reko forgave her husband."

Laiko finally turned around, her face was very calm, but her red eyes had already explained her feelings.

An arm with rough gloves and bracers passed through Jorez's chest, and only grabbed Jorez's heart.

"However, the ancestral spirit, the barbarian Reko, the leader of the Bull Tribe, the legendary barbarian Reko cannot forgive a corrupted husk."

Raiko snuggled tightly on Jorez's shoulder, and neither of them could see each other's faces.

A beautiful face is already full of tears, but the expression is determined.

A tough face with a smile, but painful eyes.

The two faces did not face each other, they just leaned on each other tightly.

It seems that at the last moment, we must always remember each other's body temperature.

"Reko, Jorez loves you, the one who wielded weapons on the battlefield, smashed those Samoan swordsmen with his shoulders, and the corpse of the giant bear hung on the long handle of the giant axe.

I love Reko, who was covered in viscera and bloodstains when he led his clan, rushed into the Satsuma Blades camp, and rescued a defeated warrior.

Love, that Raiko, whose arms are still firm even though it has passed through my chest, but still holds my heart and is still full of warmth in her hands—"

Jorez murmured calmly, his heart was already in Reko's hands.

Joritz, who had been dead for many years, felt his heart beating in the warmth of Raiko's palm.

I felt my blood start to flow again.

I felt that the body, which had traces of corruption, began to become pure a little bit.

"Farewell, I love."

"Farewell, the only one."

The last goodbye.

Raiko's hand tightened in the most gentle way, and the heart that had resumed beating turned into a pool of fiery red blood.

Jorez's body disintegrated little by little and disappeared little by little.

In the end, the brightest piece with endless love exudes a warm light.

Then it suddenly merged into Raiko's body!

The blood of the devil poured out of Raiko's body!

The power of the Archangel gushed from Raiko's soul!

Jorez left the last gift!

From the dark soul stone, Jorez, who was once Vader who burned his soul for Bulkesso, left his last gift.

The blood of Azmodan's soul!

The power that once was left in the dark soul stone and suppressed the consciousness of the other half of Bulkesuo's soul, the blood of the two archangels Impris and Auriel!

Vader took back his lover's soul from Azmodan's hands, and when the last transaction was completed, the soul was finally free!

The blood of the archangel, the blood of the devil of hell!

A complete soul!

Laiko's tears finally burst completely, and they shattered one by one on this stone bed that holds all the warm memories of a couple.

Raiko's violent aura began to spread, and the power that had been oppressing for a generation was unreservedly vented on the Holy Mountain of Harrogath!

The stone house turned into ashes little by little.

"Jorez, even if your title of 'warrior' was cast aside by glory the moment you were corrupted, you are still my warrior."

Raiko muttered to herself amid this change.

As the legendary barbarian, Raiko has done her job, and now she has to do something for her husband.

"what!"

Raiko's voice was no longer hoarse, it became high-pitched and sharp!

A battle cry resounded throughout Harrogath!

The earth began to tremble, and the high heaven trembled as well!

The hairs on Baal's body in the Burning Hell stand on end!

Diablo, who was manipulating Leia's consciousness, was shivering! Release the control of Leah!

Auriel appeared at the foot of the holy mountain of Harrogath, and Prius turned her face fiercely!

Even Ithril, who was hiding in Dr. Manhattan's sight, raised his head!

The spirit of the ancestors, the creator of legends!

Chief of the Bull Tribe!

The supreme leader of that generation of barbarians!

Raiko! came back!

With endless hatred for demons!

With the deepest dissatisfaction with the high heaven!

There is also a trace of guilt towards his lover. Even though this guilt is small, it is deeply engraved in Laiko's soul!

"Damn."

There was horror on Prius' face.

At this moment, he understood why Vader at that time would spare no effort, even if his soul burned like a puddle of ash!

What Joriz did, he already understood!

The other half of the soul in Bourkessel's mind has lost its seal!

And as a last resort the soul! At this point, I started to wake up a little bit!

Bourkessel doesn't have much time!

The other half, which contains fragility, carries the past, and represents the deepest expectation of Bulkesuo, will be exposed in the dark soul stone, in front of Andariel!

Unless, when that half of the soul escapes, Bulkesso immediately becomes whole!

Only by doing so can Bulkesso get the chance to become a god!

But the whole soul cannot conquer fear!

Because Prius couldn't accept this result!

When Diablo reappears, he will definitely be stronger than he understands.

Diablo is such a guy, and every battle becomes more difficult.

Sometimes it's conspiracy, sometimes it's more sophisticated technology.

A series of battle cries sounded from the Holy Mountain of Harrogath!

The return of Raiko made these ancestors respond!

Now, the barbarians have a second surviving powerhouse!

Even if all the ancestors were horrified by all this happening, even if all the ancestors felt the return of Raiko!

There was some doubt in the battle cry of the response, because there seemed to be something wrong with Raiko's battle cry.

Especially that tragic anger!

This should have been the patent of Bourkeseau.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Bulkesso let out a battle cry!

The roar sounded louder than before!

An aura more ferocious than Raiko swept over!

The ancestors don't know why Bulkessel made such a battle cry full of confrontation, but Bulkesso is the king of the barbarians!

"Bulkesso! Bless! Go! Me!"

The three ancestors in front of the gate of the holy mountain shouted loudly!

They waved the weapons in their hands and slapped them heavily on their chests!

The Three Patriarchs trust Bulkesso far more than Volusk and Reko!

Bulkesso is their friend and their support in hundreds of years of battle!

It is the most solid fortress of the barbarians!

Mocot also roared loudly!

The merciless phantom solidified little by little! It slammed **** the ground of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath!

Bourkessel is the strong man he recognizes, and Mocot's hope to realize his obsession!

It is the best interpretation of this savage's hope for all!

Andakurgas held the phantom of the Oathkeeper high, and raised his head with the most pious gesture.

The roar that came out was integrated into the roar of Bulkesso!

The Oath Keeper is the first legend belonging to the ancestors that Bulkessel gets, because Andakurgas believes that Bulkeshor will keep his oath!

Because Bulkessel has the power to make all those who take the oath keep their oath!

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The ancestors of Olak, Cole, Coutur, Cassius, Calgar, Karn, Orongus and so on roared together!

The battle cry from the chaos at the beginning converged into a loudest, most rude, and most barbaric bang!

Ancestors who trust Bulkessel won't ask why, because Bulkesso has proven himself worthy of their trust!

"Burgessor! Protect me!"

The huge roar made the recruits on the holy mountain tremble, and the barbarian friends were terrified!

They can't understand what's going on now!

For these little guys who have come to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath for less than a year, they have not been able to feel the glory and the light that has not yet dimmed from the hundreds of years of battle that Bulkesso has brought!

"With the blood of Raiko! With the glory of the bull!"

A strange roar sounded, it was Canuck's voice!

That's just following in the footsteps of Raiko, just for that moment of love, just for that moment's gaze!

Just for that long and desolate sigh of nostalgia!

Kanuk is an excellent barbarian and a determined and powerful warrior!

But in his heart, only Raiko is the only one.

He has never been shaken, and he has never fallen into darkness!

But that's because Reko has always been in the right place, in the midst of glorious death!

"There have never been two leaders of the barbarians at the same time."

Vorusk left Jotun Kull behind and appeared directly outside the Temple of the Elders. The Immortal King suit on his body began to exude prestige!

He muttered with a somewhat ugly expression on his face.

"Although, Bulkessel is already the strongest, stronger than Reko, stronger than me, stronger than Kanai, and maybe he is already the strongest Bourkessel."

Volusk smiled wryly.

One surrenders, or the other shuts up.

An ancient rule born in the wild.

Only the undisputed strongest can lead the barbarians.

Because only Xeons can keep fighting for this race that has never enjoyed a rich living environment!

To appease cowardice?

A barbarian would not do such a thing, there is no choice but to fight in the face of survival!

"Reko, do you want to fight for the responsibility of the barbarian king!?"

Volusk roared loudly according to the procedure of the wild rules!

He needs to ask Reko what she thinks. If Reko chooses to fight for this responsibility, then Bulkessel must fight!

With the roar of Volusk, the stone pillars outside the Temple of the Elders began to ignite!

Although the ancestors on the holy mountain, except for Kanuk, all stood on the side of Bulkesso.

But Raiko is not alone after all.

Canuck...

Vorusk was angry, it was a disappointment to Canuck.

An ancestor firmly chose what he loved in front of the ethnic group.

This is not a mistake, but it should never appear at the most critical moment for the barbarians!

He still didn't know how Raiko was resurrected, but he had a guess.

This guess caused a dangerous anger in Vorusk's eyes!

"come!"

Bulkesso's body fell outside the Temple of the Elders like a meteorite.

The ground shook constantly, and the Holy Mountain of Harrogath began to turbulence in the wrath of Bulkesso!

The beard flutters!

The battle armor that he obtained like a patchwork hangs on his body.

Nothing was covered, that armor was what he looked like after the battle with Malthael!

The battle armor is full of traces of battle, and the remnants of the breath of death hang on the armor.

Scars can be seen everywhere!

Knives, swords, burns, piercings, fire, arcane, thorns!

All imaginable injuries can be seen on Bourkesso's body!

There is not much good skin on the bulging muscles!

A flagpole with a thick bowl stands behind Bourkesso! Tightly stick to his back!

The battle flag is covered with cracks, and the pattern on it can no longer be seen!

There are wounds everywhere on the flagpole, and it seems that it will break at any time!

This is the strongest appearance of Bulkesso!

This is the truest appearance of Bourkesso!

There is no neat suit of armor!

The meticulous hair without any care!

There was no hesitation and calmness in his eyes, there was only the enthusiasm for fighting, the anger for all injustice and all unkindness!

Grow in battle!

Achievement in victory!

In the slaughter, stand at the forefront and open the way!

Received glory in the screams of the devil!

Bourkessel is a legend in itself!

"Do you want revenge for Jorez! Raiko!"

Burkeseau roared loudly!

What Jorez did in the dark soul stone, he already had a feeling.

But that was his countryman!

Vader is his comrade-in-arms! his partner!

Burkesoe silently endured the sequelae brought about by that time, and only bears the most dangerous ending by himself!

It even gave Jorez a chance to choose!

As long as Jorez can be shaken even for a moment when facing Rorschach!

He is willing to keep Jorez's soul!

But Joritz let him down after all!

Unwaveringly waved his weapon at Rorschach, that kind of paranoia is unforgivable!

"To fight for Jorez to be fiddled with by fate! To be treated coldly by the barbarian king!

For the sake of a warrior who has finally become a corrupted one, fighting Jorez who harms the interests of the barbarians in the eyes of the immortal king and the current king!

Raiko! answer me! "

The flames of rage began to rise from Bulkesuo's body, with tragic, murderous, and decisive anger!

For Jorez's choice, Burkesso was angry!

That's not the anger of being betrayed!

Rather, it is a pity for a warrior who has completely lost his glory!

"Burgessau, do you regret it!"

Raiko's sharp roar sounded!

An indistinguishable figure passed through all obstacles on the ground!

A powerful warrior who only knows how to go straight and never detour!

A violent leader who only crushes obstacles when he encounters obstacles!

"Burgessor! You can stop Jorez!"

Raiko's sharp roar, like a sharp knife, tore through the tragic and anger that Bulkessel brought!

"Under justice! Within the rules! All are free!"

Burkeseau roared loudly! He wasn't going to justify anything!

He didn't want to tell Raiko how many chances he gave Jorez!

How much trust he gave Vader!

She didn't even want to mention what she was fighting against!

But Bourkesso will not tolerate attacks from others!

You can ask questions!

That is the venting of out of control emotions!

cry?

That's fine too!

Bourkesso will avoid all the griefers, prepare the strongest wine for them, and let the intoxication numb the pain at that moment!

But an attack full of murderous intent!

This is not something that compatriots should do!

This is not tolerable out of control!

Facing Bourkessel! Raiko knows what she's doing!

Then you should bear the corresponding consequences!

Bulkasso twisted his body, his sturdy arm swung towards Raiko's throat like a big axe!

The savages don't do such a thing as kill them early because of a possible threat!

After the rules are established, they will not turn their backs on the past!

But if you do something wrong, you will be held responsible!

Raiko knew this very well, so she personally ended Jorez's crimes!

But Jorez left the last gift. From the strong foundation of Burkesso, he dug out the most solid foundation stone!

for love.

crazy?

Raiko is the most loving being on the holy mountain of Harrogath!

She knew that Vader was Joritz, but she never took a serious look at her husband's face!

She knew Canuck's fiery passion, but she never wavered in the slightest about her unacceptable love!

Raiko lives for love!

Love the tribe of barbarians!

Love your husband!

Love your offspring!

Love life!

Love everything worth loving!

What does it mean to lose love?

Raiko finally let go of the pain of losing Jorez, and finally got used to the countless years when her lover was by her side and couldn't recognize each other.

Finally, I made up my mind to end my lover's sins with my own hands!

But Jorez's desperate love still overwhelmed Raiko's sanity!

Angry, irritable, and belligerent are the most conspicuous labels of barbarians!

Correct or what? It doesn't matter!

Raiko will fight for love this time in her life!

This is the only thing she can do before fate envelopes her again!

Temporary freedom!

For Jorez!

"A long-lost battle of the strong, what do you think? Orek?"

Jotun Kuller took the small stone in his hand and made the final adjustments little by little.

By the way, he asked about Orek's soul beside him.

Orek didn't answer, just looked into the distance with sad eyes.

"What? Don't you want to see this battle? I remember that you don't like the performance of the strong fight the most?"

Jotun Kuhler said with a smile.

The voice was still high, frivolous and indifferent.

"Do you think there is a chance that Reko could hurt the current Bulkessel? I remember that there is Reko's mark in the secret realm you are in charge of?"

Jotun Kuller continued to ask, taking out a small knife and gently carving on the stone in his hand.

A vast mystery, this is what he promised Bulkessel.

You can't miss the appointment.

Raiko has no chance of winning.

Jotun Kuhler is very clear.

Even when he cut off the head of the Great Demon God, Bulkasso had already surpassed Vorusk and Rekko by a long way.

Now there's only one question, and that's what choice Raiko will make.

Jotun Kuehler wanted to laugh a little.

Among his chosen companions, the names of Reko and Vorusk have never been mentioned, and Bulkesso is the companion he most desires!

Does Nephalem need so much to become a god?

Maybe you need it, maybe you don't.

"Kanai, our choice will eventually prove correct!"

Jotun Kuller was a little lost in thought.

The stone in his hand flashed a burst of light!

The final preparations for the secret realm have been completed.

The next step is to wait for this battle to come to an end.

Jotun Kuller was very curious, after the battle with Reko, whether Bourkesso could completely suppress those ulterior motives in a crushing manner.

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"Now is the best chance, ally."

Diablo muttered softly.

He knew that Annihilation could hear.

The high heavens are watching everything on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and they will not find out what happened in the burning hell.

Even Tyrael, who was protecting Leoric in the burning hell, would not notice what happened during this time.

Bulkessel is facing another legendary attack!

Even though Leoric sent a message for help, when Bourkessel found time to come, Leoric was already a thing of the past.

Annihilation is a natural enemy to the Skeleton King, and it may not take a moment.

Diablo doesn't know if Azmodan has already met this ending, but that's not important.

My brother, who I always looked down on, actually created such an excellent opportunity!

Diablo suddenly wanted to be proud of Azmodan's ball!

Baal will not make the slightest obstruction to Oblivion.

Diablo is very sure!

Because Baal will understand! This is the price he needs to pay after devouring Mephisto!

Barr can understand.

In the burning hell, Baal is the only one who can understand Diablo's thoughts from beginning to end!

Baal is smart, he knows what the consequences will be if he blocks!

Is it to hang on for a while, to see if I have a chance to escape from Diablo's conspiracy?

Or did you choose to die at that time?

Exchange your own existence for Diablo's temporary defeat?

Barr will make the right choice!

"I'm curious~www.mtlnovel.com~ How do you view your brother? Have you never cherished anything?"

The phantom of annihilation slowly appeared, saying this with his mouth.

Diablo did not answer this question, but urged Oblivion to act quickly: "Allies, this opportunity is very rare. If you have other plans, I can wait for a while."

Diablo's words made Annihilation give him a deep look.

From Diablo's body, Annihilation finally sensed the danger.

Annihilation is no longer lofty for its own power.

This kind of danger makes Annihilation give birth to an untraceable fear.

Diablo wanted to laugh in his heart.

He saw a further door!

The fear of a rule incarnate, that is the most delicious and nutritious dessert!

"Remember your promise and the price to pay!"

Annihilation made a sound!

In that strange fear, Annihilation made a sound!

With the power of rules, that voice began to sweep the wreckage of Asgard!

Annihilation disappears after speaking, without seeing that the power of that rule was absorbed by Diablo in an instant!

Everything about the fearful will be controlled by him!

Without exception!

Chapter end