Chapter 269 I don’t even know where the end of the universe is
“I didn’t expect it to be so lively here?”
Gu Yi’s voice was filled with surprise.
Before, she was confronting two hell monarchs. Although there was not a fierce battle, the confrontation was still a very labor-intensive matter.
After all, the Lord of Hell has never been a fuel-efficient lamp.
"It seems that this is the source of everything?"
After Gu Yi spoke, he glanced at the doctor who was in a panic.
The doctor holding Neve in his arms is now in a very embarrassed state.
Facing a "girl" with whom he has missed an appointment, how can the doctor face it calmly?
Although this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing.
"Hello, just call me Doctor."
Doctor Who's tone was a little embarrassing, but overall there was nothing wrong with it.
"Doctor? This title reminds me of a lot of people."
Gu Yi was a little surprised.
After all, there will be many "Doctors" in the near future, such as Doctor Strange, Dr. Doom, Dr. Voodoo...
It seems that no one who can be called "Doctor" in this world is easy to deal with.
Even Tony Stark, who is struggling to get up now, is a doctor. Maybe he can see Dr. Banner later...
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."
Bulkessor interrupted the conversation somewhat rudely, and then pulled out the King's Sword from his backpack.
No one in the family of the Wise King of Canduras is a fuel-efficient lamp. Leoric, the Skeleton King, left a deep impression on Bulcasso.
"Now, let Hellboy take this sword and chop off Nive's head."
Bulkesso glanced at Nive, who was nuzzling in the doctor's arms like a kitten, with a smile on his face. He said steadily.
"Well, I want to ask why you are doing this?"
When Doctor Who heard this sentence, he subconsciously tightened his arms. Fortunately, he is not the kind of person who doesn't The existence of the brain does not scream about it.
The long life and experience allow Doctor Who to face everything calmly most of the time.
Travelers who travel through time will not lose their cool easily.
No matter how difficult the situation is, he can think about how to solve the problem instead of roaring.
"His death is the outcome determined by time. You should be able to understand what I say."
Gu Yi said with his eyes lowered.
There is no way to clearly state the Ancient One of Time, but as a Time Lord, Doctor Who should be able to understand all this.
"So, I saw her death and approved the ending?"
Doctor Who felt some moisture on his chest, and Nivi carefully wiped the tears on his chest with her face.
"I think we should deal with those guys first."
Constantine said in a slight panic. The Esaibo people in front of him were about to walk out of the crack.
At this time, he could not continue to listen to this group of people discussing matters about time.
That was too far away for him.
“It’s a rare thing, I want to keep one for study.”
Bulkeso pushed aside Constantine who was blocking him, and then held the Sword of the King straight away. Looking at the approaching Cybermen.
He is also curious about unknown things.
“It is not difficult to deal with these guys, but if the time rift cannot be completely resolved, no one knows what will appear on the other end.”
Doctor Who said his opinion, and then gently patted Neve's back.
Though Rose looked a little weird when he did this.
"Is this thing very strong?"
Bulkessor directly stretched out his hand, passed through the time rift, grabbed the head of a Cyberman, and lifted the guy up out.
He moved a little too fast, and even Doctor Who didn't have time to stop him. The existence of a time rift is dangerous in itself, and the flow rate of time on both sides cannot be defined at all.
But Bulcaisel, as if nothing happened, easily withdrew his arm, as well as the somewhat dazed Cyberman.
“I would like to ask, are you able to ignore the influence of time?”
Doctor Who asked Bulkeso cautiously. Judging from the speed of the Cybermen’s movements, what is the impact of time? The flow of time is much happier than this one.
Bulkeso, on the other hand, did not appear to be affected at all.
"How is that possible?"
Bulkessor responded to Doctor Who's question while holding the Cyberman in front of him and examining it.
Time works for barbarians, especially for Bulcaisel, a guy who can't ignore the rules at all.
"Then why didn't you even feel any discomfort?"
Doctor Who carefully took out his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and pointed at Bulcasso.
He needs to analyze the existence of Bulcaisuo.
“You mean aging?”
Bulkessor easily broke the shoulder of the Cyberman in his hand, preventing the guy from raising his arm to attack. Then he used the King's Sword to directly pin the arm that was still emitting electric sparks to the ground.
Faced with powerful physical attacks, even Cybermen who can evolve independently have no good solution.
Although they can adjust the structure of the body, the existence of the technological side is more reasonable after all.
Strength is their benchmark, so this group can only endure the huge brute force silently.
“No, uncoordinated time has a huge impact on the body, and it is unbearable for life. It’s like the blood in your arm will flow at many times the speed, but you But his heart still keeps beating at its original speed, which cannot be without impact."
At this point, Tony on the ground finally stood up and shouted loudly.
"The flow rate of blood? What's the problem."
Bulkessor was a little confused about what Tony meant, so he just turned around and broke off the other half of the Cyberman in his hand. Only shoulders.
"I don't even know where the end of the universe is, and you're telling me this?"
When Doctor Who heard Bulcasso's answer, he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Then let me put it another way, what is the average lifespan of your tribe?"
The question of lifespan is just to satisfy curiosity.
Who knows how long the nephalem can live.
"The average age is about five or six hundred years old? Anyway, all my friends died at about this age."
Bulkessor didn't know the average lifespan of the nephalem, so he simply took a sample.
This sample is the three fools who died together.
"So, you are noble!"
Demio finally found the space to interrupt. He could understand this conversation.
"More than five hundred and sixty years old? About that age, right? Why do you ask?"
Bulkessor casually snapped the Cyberman's neck, because the guy seemed to be planning to use some high-tech weapon. As if launching an attack, his chest kept flashing like a light bulb.
"How long can savages live?"
Jessica covered her mouth and shouted in surprise.
A long life is something worth pursuing for every ordinary human being.
"How do I know? Anyway, I have never seen a barbarian die."
Bulkessor finally gave up on the topic. In his mind, Andalil was laughing like a fool.
It's like seeing something worthy of joy.
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(End of this chapter)