The tide of the dead sounds like a terrible invasion.
If it was in the past, there is nothing wrong with saying this, but now, this move is stealing the power of death in front of Malthael!
Rasma is using his own strength to exchange Zul for a space where he can better exert his own strength, and also to give Vandaloni, the soul who did not hesitate to give up his existence, a better fighting environment.
After all, Rasma is also an elder, just a little too gloomy and weird.
He was here at this time, watching with great power a body that had long since left the ranks of the archangel, but still claimed to be an archangel. The monster massacred humans and demons.
This is definitely the best chance Rasma has seen, a chance to weaken Malthael.
Yes, Rasma didn't even think about killing Malthael directly at this time.
But nerfing that is enough!
Rasma's body was shaking constantly, and the power in his body was constantly emerging like a tide!
For a while, the aura of the legendary warrior monk's return was concealed from Malthael's perception!
Since Lilith shouted "Rasma", she has become extraordinarily silent.
Even the eyes that didn't seem to move were closed.
Can't bear to watch it or don't plan to watch it?
At this moment, an appalling temperament finally erupted from Martha El's body!
The feeling that has nothing to do with the archangel, but it is more like the great devil himself descended at this time!
Malthael has obtained the dark spirit of you, and has even benefited from it.
At the moment when the dark soul stone exploded in his body, the archangel might have died, and the reluctantly moving body was just bearing the will and strength of Malthael?
Anyway, Malthael has changed from a very purposeful demon cleaning plan to this world destroyer.
It looks intimidating.
But the conscience that belonged to the archangel seemed to push him in another direction, constantly trying to save this remaining world.
It looked like a madman, or he was already mad.
After all, with the body of an archangel, trying to master the dark soul stone that contains the power of the great devil, such an idea is not a lunatic and will not try.
Even if Malthael became death in addition to wisdom, that's not enough!
All the archangels and **** demon kings feared Malthael, not from the fear of death, but the fear of the unknown named "Malthael" who looked like an archangel.
In any case, the feeling of being swallowed up by him really existed.
At this time, Malthael's eyes widened, and the madness was conveyed under the hood!
On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Frank was walking with his son towards the address given by Nick Fury.
Of course, "walking" is just a description, they have means of transportation.
That power-hungry pickup is pretty much Frank's own now, after all the novelty of those ancestors has passed.
And now Frank has also gained a lot of power with the help of the force of death.
At least you can do it by car.
And if you want to leave the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, you don't need to say hello to anyone.
Barbarians don't care about these "greetings", because respect for this kind of thing is mostly in the heart.
Just because a person doesn't like to say hello should not mean that the other person is full of malice, maybe it's just plain bad words.
And the savages don't bother to fuss over such places.
"Father, where are we going now?"
Jill said this to his father, but from time to time his head turned to look at the scene above the holy mountain.
That kind of ready temperament even Jill can sense that something is wrong.
Not to mention Frank.
So he just made a seemingly selfish choice.
"I'm just trying to get my family out of the center of the storm, at least it's too early for you."
Frank is not very good at lying, especially when it comes to his lost and found family.
Originally, he was not so frank, so he retained so many regrets about the loss.
Now how can you tell a lie that can be easily exposed?
Candor is impeccable, and of course only when it comes to serious matters.
Not on those pickled intrigues.
"No one will say you are despicable, father, of course you can make your own choices, and it's only because of me." Jill whispered: "But this is not the case for me, because you took away my choice. 's room.
I didn't want to leave this majestic mountain like I was running away. "
As Jill spoke, the aura that only destruction possessed flashed through his body.
He is no longer weak, and destroying the recognition of this power makes Jill qualified to face the enemy.
Although it is only a qualification.
Higher essence and greater power are not the same thing most of the time.
Although Jill is not a child who lacks courage.
At least for now.
But it's still too early, and no one can be sure if the kid is really ready for battle.
"There are two archangels on the holy mountain, and those ancestors, no matter what, it will not be your turn to fight. You are too far away."
Frank said this after a moment of silence.
Because this is running away, no matter what the reason is, Frank can't hide it from his heart.
To do so is to run away, not to find the guy Nick Fury said.
At least Frank couldn't hide his heart.
He's not that despicable~www.mtlnovel.com~ But I don't want myself to be unable to remember everything about this place. I don't want to recall these with pain and guilt every time I remember. "
Jill's voice gradually grew louder.
This made Frank a little lost.
This seems to be the only time after he and his son met again, his son said his appeal in such a firm tone.
At least it's much stronger than the dream of going to an amusement park or something.
"Son, I can't..."
"No! Father, you can! You know what you should do, and you have heard from my mouth what I want!
Now, turn around and go back, and let's face this disaster together that I don't know if it will happen! "
Jill's voice gradually had an emotion called majesty.
Frank is shaken!
Chapter end
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