At this moment, Malsail quietly appeared in a place where he should not have appeared.

A wandering soul without a figure is on a planet.

He can see the planet below him, and he can also see the high-level heaven with a door not far away.

Malthael did not intend to kill all humans from the beginning, but simply wanted to kill all demons.

The reason why the Nephalem became Malthael's target was only because the power in his body was part of a demon.

It is possible for a nephalem to become a demon, and Jorez, who has become the poisonous king, is the best proof of this.

Malthael was worried that even after he solved all the **** devils, those nephalem would be corrupted because of him.

If the Nephalem cannot be resolved, then the Hell Demon King will eventually usher in the Burning Hell.

Inarius and Lilith who sneaked into Sanctuary were never the only ones who were tired of the Eternal War.

Every Archangel is fed up with the never-ending war, they just choose a completely different direction.

People in this world do not have the blood of those demons from Burning Hell in their bodies. If Burning Hell had not come to this world, people here would never have anything to do with Burning Hell.

But now everything has changed, after Burning Hell and High Heaven appeared together in this place.

Human beings may become angels because of their noble personalities, or they may become demons because of their corruption.

Malthael had no choice but to put away his sympathy for humans, and began to think about how to completely solve the existence of demons.

He didn't want to have any possibility to meet the eternal battle in the past.

"Bulkelso, I want your plan to succeed more than you do.

You want to go back to the past and tell me to erase it, and I also hope to go back to the very beginning to prevent the formation of the Burning Hell.

But the power of time is always unknown until you really understand it.

And you will never be a god. "

Masail's words were really talking to himself, but his tone seemed to be expecting someone to hear his words.

The Archangel of Wisdom is not cold from the beginning.

As an archangel, he once had the same benevolence as Auriel.

It also has the same compassion hidden under the brilliance as Imprius.

It's just that Masail seems to think that he has no choice.

"Thanos, I hope you won't let me down."

Masail said Thanos' name, and he seemed to be looking forward to it.

Obviously Thanos, the overlord of the universe, has a close relationship with him.

But Marsail never had a single choice, he always liked thorough preparations.

The power of wisdom is not something to be underestimated.

…

"Gruchak! Hurry up!"

Mocott yelled.

He sensed something was wrong.

But at this time, he was in Gruchak's domain, and there was nothing he could do except urge Gruchak.

"You told him to hurry up? Hurry up for what?

Hurry up and crush that Lucien who is almost rotten meat? Or hurry up and take us down together? "

Rum looked at Lucien who could scoop up dumplings with a spoon and said with an ugly face.

He really understood why Mocott was worried before.

Lucien is not dead yet, but it's better to die sooner.

At this time, the vitality of the legendary demon became Lucien's source of torture.

Every bone on his body had been crushed into powder, and every piece of flesh with tendons had been smashed to pieces.

If you pick out those tendons, you can make meatballs.

"Something happened outside, you'd better clean it up quickly!"

Mocott's urging voice became a little urgent.

The uneasiness deep in his heart is constantly spreading.

"Shut up you!

Am I not working hard! ? "

Gruchak said angrily.

Most demons are no match for Gruchak, but the vitality of most demons can last long enough.

If Gruchak was willing to use his anger like a normal savage, the battle would have been over long ago.

But this guy doesn't like to use anger, he just likes the strength of the muscles in his body.

It seems that such a battle can be regarded as real.

"Give me a good time, okay?

If you don't want to, you can ask the guy over there to give me a hammer! "

Lucien's voice was very erratic, as if he was roaring in a low voice...

The experience of being killed by Gruchak is quite enjoyable for humans, but it is not much better for demons than falling into the hands of Duriel.

That's just awful!

It's not the kind of dignity injury when being tortured, but the kind of anger that can't be killed.

"Shut up!"

Gruchak picked up one of Lucien's eyeballs from the ground, and held it in his hand with a little force.

According to his experience, the body of the legendary demon will become stronger and stronger in this kind of "battle".

The last intact part of the body contained almost all of this legendary demon.

Most of the time, this last morsel is broken to pronounce the demon's death.

But the sturdiness of this thing is also a challenge for Gruchak.

He always puts a lot of effort into this last link.

"Mr. Gruchak, I would like to ask if there is any other way to release it in your field?"

Dr. Reed said with a blank face.

If Reid can be more cheerful, he will definitely become a lovable clown.

His body is able to insert chopsticks into his nostrils to open his mouth...

It's a pity that Dr. Reed is different from another rubber man who can freely extend his body. Dr. Reed is a scientist.

"how could I know?"

Gruchak clasped his palms together to clamp Lucien's last complete eyeball, and was squeezing the body with all his might.

If possible, Gruchak also hopes to be able to freely control his own field.

But this thing belongs to the legendary field of barbarians, rather it belongs to the legendary field of Gruchak's muscular body...

The principles governing this field are unclear even to Gruchak himself.

"Then would you mind letting me try it?

What if we all lie down when finally standing will lift the field?

Would this allow the field to be deprecated? "

Dr. Reed still asked, although he knew that the question was more like a deceit, but he didn't care.

Scientists are a group that needs a bottom line, but sometimes breaking the bottom line can get results...

This is a consensus among scientists living in this country, and they are very flexible about the bottom line.

It seems that this experiment does not take much effort, and it is even enough to keep Gruchak from interfering.

But in fact the most difficult part of this experiment is Gruchak!

The purpose of the birth of this field is more like a Colosseum for Gruchak...

Or the iron cage in the wrestling ring...

"Get out!"

Gruchak heard Reed's words when he was exerting his strength, and almost broke his strength!

The word "get out" is already considered civilized!

This makes people a little helpless.

"That's why I say it's trouble!

This **** is the kind of **** who will only be reconciled after fighting!

I even suspect that the purpose of this guy opening the field is to force others to fight him!

Those from the Tagus tribe are all bastards! "

Mocott said angrily.

It's not that I'm afraid that I won't be able to beat the opponent, that's normal.

After Gruchak opened up his domain, barbarians like Cassius and Kurtul, who are at the peak of unarmed combat, can't beat the **** Gruchak...

Gruchak's body shape is similar to Kotur's, and it's not because of his talent at all!

Gruchak's physical talent is actually not that outstanding, and he is not a match for Kurtur at all in terms of innate conditions.

But he is able to have this exaggerated body shape now only because of how much sweat and hard work this guy has put in...

According to Gruchak, the muscles on his body will never betray him.

In this field, even Mocott had a bit of trouble mobilizing his anger.

Especially if you want to condense your anger into substance, and reach the point where you can burn your soul.

"I see why the savages of the Targos tribe are no longer welcome.

But these guys are really reliable when it comes to fighting demons. "

Rumlow touched his backpack, trying to find a cigar.

Then there were no cigars left in his backpack.

"Konstantin, give me a cigarette! I want the ska you like, not the **** soul thing!"

Rumlow waved to Constantine.

"It's easy to say, but this cigarette can only be regarded as lent to you.

At that time, you will exchange it for me, and you still owe me a favor. "

Constantine squeezed out a flattering smile, and threw the whole pack of cigarettes in his hand before Rumlow could express his objection.

"If you have the means to get out of here, do so quickly.

After I go out, I am willing to use all my monthly salary to buy you cigarettes. "

Rumlow's eyes were staring at Constantine, and he seemed to believe that Constantine could come up with such a plan.

"You trust me more than Dr. Reed.

I'd like to give it a try, it would be even better if I could take away the legendary demon with only one eyeball left. "

Constantine turned his head to look at Gruchak who was still struggling with the eyeball in his hand.

"But I need a guarantee.

It's not that I haven't been to the holy mountain of Harrogas, who can come to this place with such strength.

Don't you lie to me that there is no permission from Bulkelso here.

So I need to know specific things.

To be precise, if I open this field, will it destroy the plan of that Bulkelso? "

Constantine's words were addressed to Mocott.

After all, Gruchak doesn't seem to care about such things.

Although it wasn't long before Gruchak proved that he was just not smart and not stupid.

But this kind of question is obviously not something that an unintelligent person can know the answer to.

Constantine hesitated, although the direction of the development of the situation was not very good for him.

But it wasn't so bad that he had to make a move.

The worst thing is to be beaten up, and it's not like he hasn't experienced this kind of thing before.

Could it be that the feeling of being violently beaten by Gruchak is more painful than the feeling of the Shark King lying on his back?

Well, it's a pain in two senses...

Facing Constantine's question, Mocott also hesitated.

He wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do, and he didn't know if Bulkelso had figured this out.

But the sense of crisis deep in his heart is expanding little by little.

This taste is not good!

Mocott felt his head was a little confused.

Among the barbarians, there are not many people who can see through other people's calculations, and most of them are still concentrated in the Tagus tribe.

Those **** weren't all Gruchak.

Hailab and Banal were actually very smart, and they were the only ones who noticed something was wrong with Bulkelso.

Mockett was unaware of the problem.

"If something goes wrong, I'll make it up!"

Mocott's voice calmed down, full of power.

He is well aware!

He's been around long enough that he was ready to sacrifice when he trapped the hammer with his weak body.

If he needs to sacrifice now, it's just that the sacrifice came a little later than he expected.

Mocott didn't care about such a result!

And if you do this, you can avoid being crushed by Gruchak on the floor...

"It's really scary, all of you are full of determination.

It's just your determination, to what extent can you achieve it? "

Lucien's voice trembled.

Sounds like being distracted while being squeezed in the ribs by a hydraulic press...

"everything!"

A small flame flashed from Mocott's body.

Real anger can emerge in Gruchak's belief in power, and it is obvious that Mocott is already furious.

"Okay, just don't blame me when the time comes.

Then it shouldn't be a problem for me to borrow the power of these demons and angels, right? "

Constantine pointed to the shattered demons and the remnants of the Goddess on the ground and said.

"Can you tell that Du Tianling is an angel?"

Mocott was a little surprised.

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want.

Anyway, it won't be a big problem. "

Mocott said a little impatiently.

That deep sense of crisis spread quickly.

It suddenly occurred to Mocott that this situation was very similar to the experience of the barbarian's prophet before awakening.

Most of the prophets of the barbarians are awakened before certain disasters come.

This is Inarius' love for his children.

If you want to say that Inaris' favorite child should be the first generation Bulkasso.

As the eldest brother, the first Bulkelso assumed the heaviest responsibility in the family.

This love also continued to the descendants of the first Bulkelso.

"Okay, I'll try to see if I can form a body from the remains of these angels and demons.

Maybe I can also reproduce the miracle that humans create humans. UU reading www.uukanshu.com”

Constantine's words made Dr. Reed look sideways!

This approach made him naturally think of the Jim Hammond mentioned by Constantine before!

Artificial man, artificial soul!

But Dr. Reed couldn't figure out how such an approach would help open up Gruchak's domain!

"If it works, the guy born here will be the first Nephalem.

Although he is not a child of knowledge and destiny, what chance does he have of being born strong? "

Constantine seemed to be telling his own plan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Except for Gruchak, who was still struggling with Lucien's eyeballs, all the people present were focused on Constantine!

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