Among the somewhat crowded tardis.
Although the interior space of Tardis is somewhat inconsistent with the small police booth from the outside, it will still look a bit crowded after a bunch of people enter.
Especially a few of them looked like they were doing nothing.
The two doctors stood here, watching the other busy.
At this time, the doctor in the name of war was looking at the starry sky outside the Tardis.
Like in a daze.
The starry sky is beautiful, this is the calmness after finally finding a trace of inner peace after a long war.
He is waiting for the Tardis that belongs to him, at this point in time.
Time is full of inexplicable mysteries, but war is not in the mood to explore.
On the eve of this war finally coming to an end, he just wanted to end himself too.
Another busy doctor, the eleventh doctor who likes to adjust his bow tie, is contacting the time lords on Curry Furui in his tardis.
It's just that his actions have gone from being enthusiastic at the beginning to being full of doubts, but it's just not a long period of time.
He wasn't impatient, but the current situation was definitely not normal.
This kind of work can be done with just a few simple buttons, but now it has become difficult.
Although several doctors did not say this obvious reason, but from time to time their eyes would shift to Bulkesso.
"I have little control over the power of time, you don't have to look at me."
Bourkesso covered his head and took a sip of wine, speaking with a little drunkenness.
This kind of drunkenness may not be that he is drunk, but just relaxes a little bit of his performance.
Compared to being alone and quiet, he prefers to carry it quietly among the crowd.
The concept of being alive has never been as simple as his most plain meaning.
Of course there are people who can affect the presence of time-related Tardis, but it will not be him.
"Don't look at me, although I found some things from outside, but that won't make your work so difficult.
Let me see, this is direct communication? Or communication through time? "
Jotun Kuller looked at the interior of Tardis and asked casually.
He wasn't going to lie at a time like this.
He never told a lie, it was just that his question was a little weird.
Jotun Kuller understands most of the mysteries, and as a mage can understand a lot of the laws of the world.
But technology is a strange thing no matter what, and it takes some understanding to make a correct understanding.
"Even if Tardis is from hundreds of years later, as an existence that can travel through time, it will not be so difficult for him to communicate across time." The eleventh doctor said this, scratching his hair incidentally. . "The communication has been dialed, but why is no one responding to us?"
"The time has been disturbed, or is there a change here that 'I' don't know about?"
The ninth doctor looked at the chaos, his eyes a little erratic.
In the short period of his existence, he had always hated himself.
Although the titles of executioner, genocide, and war terminator were given to the Doctor named War, the person who really bears this pain is this guy with flamboyant ears.
Trying to make up for "one's" past with excessive kindness is a terrible experience.
Being myself and not being myself, surviving in this situation, struggling in pain, awakening in endless nightmares.
Doctor Who's pain is just as mysterious.
"Gu Yi, it's been a long time since you came here, what do you think?"
After speaking, Bourkesso took another sip of wine, and his body became more relaxed.
He can't help much with these things, and it's easier for him to fight.
"I don't know what to say. But there's a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."
Gu Yi spoke slowly, and then took off the Eye of Agamotto.
Although the Time Stone has been handed over to Bourkessel by her and is now in Jotun Kuller's hands, the knowledge brought by observing time will not disappear with it.
The Eye of Agamotto, from the previous Supreme Mage Agamotto, is also contaminated with the power of time.
This thing is a precious treasure anyway.
"Which one is more important in your eyes, knowledge or wisdom?"
As Gu Yi's question came out, Jotun Kuhler showed a hint of excitement on his face.
Masters who can get in touch with this step are expected to go further into the future.
Only the Mage who made this choice will truly be powerful in the eyes of angels and demons.
At that time, Li Min chose wisdom, so she began to constantly explore all the unknowns.
Think about all the laws, and then use the admiration for wisdom to integrate the results of these thoughts into your body.
Finally, it was revealed with magic.
As a mage who has embarked on the road of wisdom, Li Min has nothing to care about except the concept of wisdom and "I".
As long as she casts spells, it is a lesson for mages who haven't touched her level yet.
From the fluctuations in her spells, the apprentices can feel that they have obtained various possible answers in the exploration.
On the contrary, Jotun Kuhler chose knowledge!
Master the existing spells and understand the existing laws.
His spells are always feasible and stable, and the spell itself will not have the slightest error.
And as he acquires more knowledge, he will become more comprehensive without weakness.
Becoming a great mage requires making choices along the way.
There is no such thing as walking in the center.
For there is no end to wisdom, and no end to knowledge.
"Do knowledge and wisdom need to be so separated?"
The tenth doctor broke the silence with a dry smile.
This question is not easy to answer.
Doctor Who, as the son of time, does not represent time. At best, it will be condoned by time at all times.
And knowledge is the basis for his real survival.
What was there before will be there again!
All the knowledge that has appeared, even if he has not mastered it, will turn into a certain part of the memory and appear in his mind.
Until the moment he needs it.
In other words, "experience".
"Omniscient and Almighty? Should I say choose omniscience or choose omnipotence."
The war was talking at the door, and the old face was a little tired.
"I've been in touch with me at all times and we're going to save this."
The war spoke hesitantly.
When all of this is over, it will be time for him to leave.
Although he saw that the doctors after him still existed in a new way, he thought about how to make himself cease to exist.
This war is over, but the mistakes he made during the war will not be buried with it.
A new self, representing the end of sin from him, and a new beginning.
"You are so arrogant, we never saved everything by ourselves."
The ninth doctor who drew the wind and ears walked to the front of the war and pressed his arms on the opponent's shoulders.
He experienced the birth of the hungry wolf, experienced Emperor Derrick being completely killed by the mighty power of time, and saw the past being rewritten in front of the almost omnipotent power of time.
He still doesn't like war.
No way, all Doctor Who doesn't like war.
In the name of a doctor full of compassionate redemption and healing, there has never been a place for "war".
If the war had not shown the kindness that belonged to the Doctors, perhaps these Doctors Who were unwilling to use words other than questioning to communicate with each other.
"Choose knowledge, although knowledge, um, there will always be some heavy things. But that is better than being the only explorer, only to bear the pain to come."
The tenth doctor said so.
The explorer himself will not know whether what he has explored is good or bad, but the learner has a choice.
Just when he was about to continue to say something, there was finally an echo on Tardis.
That was the signal from Curry Fury.
"You are?"
Simple two words, simple and weird.
With that hysteria of panic and madness.
This is very unusual.
"It's me, can't Curry Furui be able to tell who the other side is through the signal?"
The eleventh doctor said this, and he shouted into the microphone in distress.
He doesn't understand.
Curry Fury can definitely discern the signal from the Tardis, but why is it like this?
There's going to be Doctor Who asking "Who are you?" and that's outrageous!
"again."
From the signal, only a few words like this and some vague foul language can be heard clearly in front of him.
Doctor Who raised his head and looked at Bourkessel.
"There's something wrong with Curry Fury, and I think it's probably something to do with you."
The words of the Eleventh Doctor made Burkesso frown.
"Because I stepped on that swallow last time?"
Bourcasso took another sip of wine and stood up.
If these changes are really related to him, then of course he will not shirk.
The consequences of their own out, naturally have to bear the responsibility.
"I don't know, but I don't have this passage in my memory. Either we succeeded and time erased this memory.
Or this time that exists in the 'past' has turned at a fork in the road, heading for another future.
Probably something like a parallel universe. "
The Eleventh Doctor's tone was extraordinarily serious.
Whether it's about Curry Fury's safety or the topic of parallel universes, he deserves to be taken seriously.
Curry Fury was just as important to the Time Lord as the place where Dr. Kawanzel was buried, but only Doctor Who knew why.
And about parallel universes...
Parallel universes may be a relatively common thing for Marvel, but for Doctor Who, parallel universes mean more, more dangerous, and more elusive crises.
Doctor Who's travels are all within the timeline of his own universe, but he has never taken the initiative to venture into a parallel universe.
"I remember that I originally planned to take Amy to see the Queen's Gala this time."
The Eleventh Doctor's eyes lit up.
Although at this time he will not know the future that will happen "after", but according to Bulkesso, the Ring of Ecatan is finished.
The queen will let go of her responsibilities and grow up carefree?
Or something more dangerous could happen.
"Bulkesso, did you discover the existence of other beings when you were fighting the Ring of Ekatan?"
When Doctor Who asked this question, he lowered his head slightly, as if thinking.
"No, that battle was a chase... You mean I missed something? If it was a demon, I couldn't have found it."
Bulkasso glanced at Gu Yi and gave a somewhat apologetic look.
Although the direction of the ancient one is still an important matter, but it is not so urgent.
Burkeseau still remembered what Li Min looked like when he was thinking about this.
Just laughing loudly, like a mad girl, after finding a demon's lair and fighting for a fight, she got her answer.
Although Li Min's method is not representative, it has already shown that this kind of problem requires the Master to figure it out and make up his mind.
"In addition to bewitching the ears of humans, is there any other way for the devil to cause some consequences?"
The war also became serious.
He didn't want an affirmative answer.
"some."
Such an answer from Bourkeseau thwarted hopes of war.
"Lies, or visions. And some weird stuff."
As Bourkesso said that, his power began to spread.
If it is true that the power of lies, as he said, is present here, then Billie cannot escape his perception.
Even though Billie is probably the weakest of the Hell Demon Kings, he is very good at disguising himself, but Bulkesso, who has already fought with Billie, will not let him hide.
The powerful force hit the inside of the Tardis for the first time, and there was a movement in the Tardis similar to the overwhelmed graphics card running the fan frantically.
The phone hanging outside the door also started ringing continuously.
"Bulkesso, your strength is slightly restrained!"
Jotun Kuhler called out for the first time.
Pure power is always unreasonable.
That's what power can bring, strong enough to say no to rules. But the after-effects are just as huge.
"Then you go back and bring Cassius here? Or let me use the Ancestral Summon to specifically name Cassius?"
There was some dissatisfaction in Burkeseau's words.
Cassius' scolding battle cry can effectively provoke the Helllord, but this is not a good time.
What they want is to save Curry Fury, and if it's really Billy who is on top of it, then the enraged Billie will show his power as the devil of hell.
There may be nothing to save by then.
Compared to angering Billie who might be here, after Bourkesso showed his power, Billie would try his best to hide or start running immediately if he wasn't stupid.
This will not cause more losses.
"We'll find a way. Don't worry."
The ninth doctor said word by word, he gently took out the sonic screwdriver from his pocket and aimed at the war.
"Where did you get the sonic screwdriver? You and I both exist now! At this time! How can you take out the sonic screwdriver when I have it in my hand?"
The Eleventh Doctor said so, and then put his hand into his pocket.
Then it got stiff.
"I'm just using it, and I'll give it back to you in a while."
The ninth doctor's ears were a little red, "borrowing" his own things, this kind of experience is a bit bizarre.
"Why did you aim at me with a sonic screwdriver!? It's a sonic screwdriver, not a water gun!" Zhan said frantically: "I still hate the wind ear!"
"You said you contacted us at other times, so how did you contact us? Your tardis? I didn't see it!"
The ninth doctor spoke word by word, except for his red ears, he was very serious.
"Okay! Actually, I haven't contacted 'us'." Zhan said with drooping shoulders: "I'm not sure if this place is safe now, after all, the time box is still outside. In order to avoid us being wiped out, I think we should Go find the time box first!"
"My time isn't too precious, but it's not to be wasted by these things. I'm a super nephalem! My time is very valuable!"
Jotun Kuller shouted for fear that the world would not be in chaos, and it could be seen that he was very excited.
"It's okay, I can help you find some antiques, go back in time, and take a souvenir that has no value at all. It won't make much difference, time will repair everything."
The tenth doctor said so.
"Take away the food that has just been made and come five hundred years later, will this food expire and spoil?"
Gu Yi said with a smile.
Of course not spoiled.
For that food, five hundred years is just "just now" and "instant", and naturally it will not deteriorate.
Otherwise Doctor Who wouldn't be able to eat at any point in the past.
Go back to the present and spend hundreds of years in a single instant of what you ate in the "past".
Has the food in your stomach weathered?
Antiques are real antiques, but any detection method can detect that their birth time is "just now".
Before the throne of the kingdom of the dead.
Tyrael is wiping the radiance of the holy feather in his hand.
His expression was hesitant, and from time to time he turned his eyes to the throne of death, where a power seemed to be rising.
Images of the past flashed through Tyrael's mind! A picture of him and Inprius arguing once!
[Justice will not be judged!
Justice is always strong and high!
Justice is needed to guide people to the right path! 】
These words kept echoing in Tyrell's mind, and he finally spoke with a trembling of anticipation and fear!
"Death! Did you make your own decisions? You...really...to do this?"
Tyrael asked at the empty throne, where a dark shadow was slowly expanding.
But death did not answer.
"I know that I am not a creature in this world, nor an existence in this world. Even I could have been revived by paying the price in the high heaven, but under the conspiracy of my brother, I can only be a dead soul !
Even so, are you going to give me such a chance! ? "
Tyrael spoke slowly, his tone a little bit more excited.
On Tyrael's dark face, those eyes began to glow faintly.
That beam of light from weak to strong, from only illuminating the road in front of you, to enough to penetrate the kingdom of death!
The soul is soaring!
The blood that should not have appeared in the soul began to burn!
He has made his own decision!
"The power of death! The power of death! Death!"
Tyrael repeated loudly!
His body turned into fly ash little by little...
Just keep that unyielding face! And the long sword in hand!
Holy Sword! Aldruin Holy Feather Light!
"No one! Can stop death!"
A roar!
Tyrael holds the holy sword in his hand with the most condensed soul! Charged towards the throne of death!
The light above the holy sword flickers!
Tyrael's soul shines brightly!
"Brother, I am also dead!"
As the last word of justice, Malthael was speaking to the Archangel of Wisdom, Malthael, who had become death.
"Tyrael! The iron law of the High Heaven strictly forbids us to interfere in mortal affairs! But you did it anyway, blatantly! More than once!"
"My only sin! In Prius! That is justice done! And you are always far behind the throne!"
"Because of Prius! Angels should not bring hope, courage, and justice to mortals, as you said!
We must be in it!
We must keep them in the right category! "
Tyrrell's mind reverberated with the picture of unraveling the light wing behind him back then, as if speaking to Impris through time and space!
"Justice needs to be done!
Hope needs to appear in the world to guide the direction!
And courage should accompany the soldiers to charge to the end! "
Tyrael's voice resounds in the realm of the dead!
The brilliance emanating from his body is no longer the azure blue that belongs to justice!
"You must be punished for this now!"
"You can't judge me, I'm the embodiment of justice. We need to do more than follow the law! We should protect the innocent! If our supreme commandment keeps us from doing nothing, then I'm no longer your brother."
"Now, I am no longer justice! But I will become wisdom! To find the end of everything! Bulkesso is a hero who can defeat angels and demons, but his mortal heart will one day corrupt !
Not only Bulkesso, those Nephalems will always burst out with power beyond our imagination!
Will he still have the strength to resist that day? Or that would be the end of us! ?
It's like we killed the original Bulkessel! It's like Ythril killed Kanai!
We will pay the price, but we must! "
Tyrael roared loudly in the realm of death!
But this roar was tightly confined to the kingdom of the dead by the power of death.
When all this is not announced to the public, death is still waiting!
As Tyrael's words finally ended, the authority of wisdom in this world began to flow toward the kingdom of the dead!
On the throne of death, the power of the pitch-black claws and claws was mixed with the light blue brilliance that kept pouring in! Then a little bit turned to gray!
The holy sword in Tyrell's hand exudes the last blue light that belongs to justice! The justice that remained in his soul finally dissipated with this roar!
A gray robe appeared on Tyrael's body, and the holy sword in his hand was bent a little bit, covered with traces of decay!
In the end, it turned into a huge sickle!
All the smart people in this world feel vaguely that they have lost something.
Mr. Fantastic Reed, who was doing research in the Buster Building, seemed to have lost all inspiration, and the experiment in his hand was abruptly stagnant in the present!
Dimas Zhao, who was still in school, was in a trance for a moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ Feeling that his strong curiosity suddenly became dull
This is the manifestation of the authority of wisdom in a person!
Such an influence will not last long, as long as new wisdom is willing to spread wisdom all over the world!
Or, wisdom becomes... knowledge!
The only good thing is that Tyrael just wants to protect the weak and hope that the strong are limited.
He does not cut off the link between wisdom and mortals.
Just like Malthael back then, like all the archangels!
Generously sent his authority to the world!
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