Chapter 332: Two Ancient Nephalem Ghosts (10,000-word chapter)
“Wake up from the dim world, I hope this world is still worthy of your trust!”
Bul-Katho stood in front of the Nephalem Stone and chanted softly.
This is not a spell, just a greeting when awakening an ancient Nephalem ghost.
How to greet an ancient Nephalem ghost?
Even if you replace it with "Have you eaten?" it will have the same effect, but it will look less solemn.
Just saying hello, but this place needs to be a little more serious.
As Bulcaisuo finished speaking, a lonely, distinctive stone pillar gently emitted light.
Then a dancing soul appeared little by little.
“Man, it seems like I haven’t seen you in a while.”
Orek, the name of the Nephalem ghost.
No one knows what profession this Nephalem ghost has or where he was born.
When Orek woke up for the first time, he said this:
“Only the most powerful Nephalem can enter these secret realms, and only they can wake up from their slumber. I"
"I was silent for many years until you came. But you are different from your ancestors, right?"
Who was the first person to awaken the soul of Orek?
Anyway, Bulcaisel knew that at that time he was far from being called "the most powerful".
Even though he was already strong enough at that time.
Ourek's words seemed quite intimate, but the cold tone in his voice did not mean any intimacy at all.
"Ourek, are you still unwilling to tell me who woke you up at that time?"
After Bulcaisuo finished speaking, he quietly looked at Orek in front of him.
The illusory soul did not change at all under the power of the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
Orek is not a barbarian, but he may be even more ancient.
Bulkeso certainly didn’t wake Orek’s soul out of boredom. He needed the help of a soul, and Orek was the channel that could contact that guy.
"Bulkesser, why are you always curious about this question? Couldn't the secret realm of honing your skills make you give up that idea?"
The secret realm controlled by Orek is no longer the only option in the Holy Mountain of Harrogas.
But there is something different after all.
The secret realm he masters represents more sophisticated combat techniques and more powerful enemies.
But for Bulcasso's question, Oleike obviously did not intend to give any more answers.
But Bulcasso will know the answer to this question.
Even in some barbarian ways!
"Ourek, we can also open the secret realm, and now I have the qualifications to know it all. Moreover, we have never been as stingy as you, you have always only shown the secret realm to those who are enough The powerful Nephalem."
Bulkessor's tone was full of dissatisfaction, and he looked at Orek with his eyes.
With his body tense, he seemed to be waving the weapon in his hand and smashing Orek's head hard in the next moment.
That’s enough gossip!
"I know, I saw you sending those weak little guys who are not even ants into the secret realm, watching them overcome their shortcomings, and then walk out of here with joy."
Ou Lake looked directly into Bulcaisel's eyes, and the next moment, strong emotions flashed in his eyes.
The secret realm mastered by the barbarians on the holy mountain of Harrogath has not escaped Orek's perception.
"But what you are doing is wrong! Compared with everything in the secret realm and the real big devil, do you think it is inferior? Of course not, the shadows of those demons are even better than It’s just that the secret realm is a place for training after all.”
Oleke was still talking about it, trying to get over the previous problem.
"Jordon Kule?"
Bulkessor said the name directly.
Bulkasso had already guessed who the person who awakened Orek was.
Only Zoltun Kule could be called the most powerful Nephalem at that time.
Zortun Kule is a very wise Nephalem, a mage, and a unique being who combines blood and knowledge.
Jotun Kule is definitely not a bad person, he just wants to awaken mankind by any means necessary and make the Nephalem a god above angels and demons.
For this reason, the Horadrim racked their brains and tried their best to cut him into pieces, seal him, and hide him deep in various secret realms.
Why did the Horadrim have to go to great lengths to deal with a powerful Nephalem?
After summoning Zoltun Kule, he will tell the nephalem the truth about many things.
While wandering around the sanctuary, many people would tell Bulkesso what to do.
Whether it's killing demons or going somewhere to save someone.
But it was only Jotun Kule who kept giving his advice, but he was always harsh and mean.
Just like Jotun Kule told Bulkatho, the Nephalem are just being used by them, and each of them has their own purpose.
"You can continue to guess and continue to search. But you will not get the answer from my mouth."
Bulkasso looked at Orek in front of him, his body was trembling constantly. .
He felt that he was close to the truth!
Zortun Kule is a super Nephalem with endless wisdom and powerful magic!
But when he was dealt with, he appeared very fragile.
Not to mention that Bulcaisel did not use all his strength at that time. Even Cormac was wondering, how could an existence that was exaggerated to be comparable to the Seven Demon Kings so vulnerable?
Is this just because he has just been resurrected?
There is indeed a connection between Zoldun Kule and Orek! This is the most important thing!
"What is Jotun Kule's purpose? What is the connection between him and Rasma?"
Bulkessor asked.
This is not an issue that Orek never mentioned, and Orek may be the one who knows the existence of these best.
At least Volusk and Leiko had no way to answer this question.
The time when Jotun Kule existed would be before that Kanai!
Even now, no one would think that Jotun Kule has disappeared!
"Don't you already know his purpose? To make Nephalem a god, above angels and demons."
Orek spoke calmly, just like It's like telling a story.
“That’s all?”
Bulkesso was a little skeptical.
This is less like a conspiracy and more like a grand wish.
But just for this reason, Jotun Kule would not have been dismembered and sealed!
"That's it? How do you describe this matter this time? It was against the will of the higher heaven and the source of the evil intention of the Hell Demon."
Oleke looked at it There was some dissatisfaction in Bulkesso's eyes.
It seems that in his eyes, Bulcasso is still an immature young man, and he doesn't look at those things from an "adult" perspective at all.
“I am the winner and their leader. Now I have such strength!”
Bulkasso limits his power to a narrow enough range. Revealed without reservation.
He is showing his current power to this ancient Nephalem ghost who has been sleeping for a long time.
Destroyed the souls of Azmodan and Duriel! Absorbed the personality of the Archangel of Courage!
Get this trophy from the battle and get the gift of time!
Bulkeso is already the strongest, and now is the time for Orek, the real old guy, to understand this!
“Now, am I qualified?”
Bulkeso used his own courage to wash away the illusory soul in front of him, and said every word!
Bulkessor needs more truth, and hopes that the soul of Jotun Kule who doesn’t know where to hide will appear and bring more news.
"Perhaps you are already the most powerful, but are you still a Nephalem? Bul-Katho?"
Ourek's voice was filled with sarcasm.
A being with a body mixed with various powers, is it still a Nephalem?
This kind of problem is not something Bulkesso would consider.
What he is and what he is not are all determined by his will!
"You call me Bulcaisso and you shouldn't ask such a question. Now, let me ask you one last question, where is Jotun Kule!?"
Bulkeso's hand has been pressed On the weapon at the waist.
A soul can be killed.
And that moment represents the freedom of the soul!
Whether it is justice or evil!
Just like the sun will fall on people regardless of justice or evil!
"I once said that given time, you will eventually understand! Now, do you understand? Burqasso?"
Behind Orek, the upright A gentle glow emanated from the Nephalem Monument.
A golden portal slowly rotated from several golden lights and appeared in front of Bulcasso.
The soul of a tall mage penetrated bit by bit. After passing the portal, bursts of indescribable aura were filling the entire Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
The mage came here with strong magic power that could wash away everything, and with the power brought by profound knowledge!
Only when he hits you hard with his staff can you truly feel the weight of knowledge!
"Jortun Kule! How long are you going to hide it from me? Is it the day when I turn into a soul and reside on the holy mountain of Harrogath?"
Bull Kelso drew the weapon from his waist and pointed the blade directly at Jotun Kule's eyes.
But Jotun Kule still said in that frivolous and annoying tone:
"No, no, no! Bulkesso. You have to know that it is impossible for a soul like yours, which is almost split in two, to appear on the holy mountain of Harrogas."
Jotun Kule shook. Then he closed the portal on the Nephalem stone tablet.
He walked towards Bulcasso ahead without stopping, even though the sharp tip of the knife was right in front of him!
As Jotun Kule advanced, the weapons stained with unknown amounts of demon blood turned into gravel bit by bit and dissipated in front of Jotun Kule.
When Jotun Kule stood in front of Burqisuo, the weapon completely dissipated.
"An interesting trick, you seem to already know that I will choose to appear? Burkaiso?"
Zortun Kule looked at Burkaiso and said with a smile.
That weapon is not a legend, it is just a long sword that can be seen everywhere.
If it were something precious, even Zortun Kule would not easily turn the weapon into a handful of gravel.
Although there was a hint of doubt in his tone, both Bulcasso and him knew that this was it.
"So, the Nephalem, who knows a lot but only speaks vaguely, can be called the great Jotun Kule, do you have any new suggestions for me now?"
Bulkessor said with sarcasm. He spoke to Jotun Kule in front of him in a tone of voice.
Jordon Kule has reminded Bulkatho countless times, or in other words, he has reminded all the Nephalem countless times!
“Be careful of the witch and the archangel.
You have no idea who the girl next to you is.
I have had many titles, but I have never been a liar. ”
Jordon Kule told Bulkesso very early on about Adelia’s danger and reminded her of Leah’s identity!
He even said that he had never been called a liar. Come to warn!
As for the Archangel, Bulkatho has not experienced anything related to it.
If anything, it was probably the moment Tyrael detonated the World Stone. !
"Huh? Let me think about it."
Jotun Kule raised his hand and pinched his chin, speaking slowly, as if he was deep in thought.
"Join me, as long as we unite, we can rule all mankind? How about this sentence?"
Zortun Kule said with a meaningful smile on his face.
"You still haven't given up your ambition? Now you can't even be resurrected. Your body and your blood have long since come to this world with us to say goodbye to you forever."
Burcasso frowned, took out a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Rule the world?
No Nephalem hero has ever thought this way.
That’s arrogant and arrogant.
Bulkessor knew that Jotun Kule had other things to say.
"So, how about making this world the home of the Nephalem? Or are you going to listen to the new words I came up with over a long period of time to mock people like you?"
Zortun Kule said casually With.
Then he stuffed Orek's soul into the Nephalem pillar with a wave of his hand.
"Jordon Kule, let's get down to business! I want to open a secret realm that is vast enough to allow the high-level heaven and the burning hell to enter together! Then take a more crucial step!
Now I I need your and Orek's help! Of course, I will do this regardless of whether you will help me or not!"
Bulkesso looked at Jotun Kule in front of him and finally became serious.
The power in his body was like a tide rushing over Jotun Kule in front of him.
"Of course, why not? This is the result you want, right?"
Zortun Kule's words made the blood vessels on Bulkesso's forehead bulge.
To him, this sentence was comparable to what the businessman in Calada who used blood rock fragments to buy a lucky bag said, "This is a good thing, can I get it back?"
This is a mockery to every Nephalem who has ever fought in the secret realm!
"You have several days to think and understand the world. The next time I ask you, I hope you can give me the answer I want."
Bulkesso took one last deep look at Jotun Kule, and then threw a stone in his hand to Jotun Kule.
There is the foundation of this secret realm, which contains the carrier of part of Tyrell's will.
"It's really interesting. Give me time to understand this world? You want me to make a plan for this world, right?"
Jotun Kule silently put away the stone, and finally lowered his sarcastic lips.
Jotun Kule is, after all, just a loser on the road to becoming stronger.
Even if he had more knowledge and infinite magic power, he still failed.
After there is no chance of resurrection, how can he still have the qualifications to let Bulkesso join his plan?
A ghost, floating alone in this world.
Only Bulkatho, a kin who seemed to be beyond the scope of Nephalem, had enough power to help him, as for Johanna.
Jotun Kule twitched his lips and did not intend to continue to comment.
A Crusader that has pinned all its strength and spirit on a set of legends, even if it takes a powerful step in following Bulkeso's footsteps, it still cannot escape from the innate prison.
......
At the foot of the Holy Mountain, Leah's figure was walking step by step.
She didn't bring the Heavenly Hammer with her, so every step she took was a little difficult.
The power of original sin was given by Diavolo himself, and Leia was unable to resist her other father.
Even if the soul is noble, what can it do?
Without power, all loftiness can only be remembered by people.
Lea, whose will is shrouded in Diavolo, is manipulated like a puppet on strings.
She has been on a certain path since she was born.
Never freed.
"Hey~"
Lea's throat made a sound similar to the sound after a crack in an old-fashioned blower.
She has not spoken for too long.
Wanting to talk has become a strange experience for her.
"Hi, girl. What's wrong with you?"
A gypsy woman driving a car stopped next to Leah with her three or four-year-old child.
With some vigilance, but careful care can still be heard in the voice.
The woman's name is Nadya, and her child's name is Danny.
There is no other name for it.
This woman suffered an accident a few days ago.
My son developed an abnormally high fever.
Then fell into a coma.
What can a poor gypsy woman do?
After a series of not-so-fair ways, she got a lot of money, but she still couldn't revive her son.
She got this car through dishonorable means on the road, and they have to rely on this means of transportation to get to their next destination.
Leah is her target, and she pretends to be kind.
The reason is just to get some belongings from Leah to survive this difficult journey.
"Hey~I~I need some help."
Leah's body struggled to speak a word under Diavolo's control.
Then he looked at Nadya and her son with his dark eyes.
These two people were not ordinary people. Diavolo felt a familiar smell on the sleeping child.
That's from his brother Mephisto!
Although it is just a trace of smell, there is no consciousness at all.
But Diablo was still interested.
Of course he knew that his brother had turned into pure origin and power in the hands of another brother and became someone else's property.
But curiosity has nothing to do with this.
"Well, we can take you to the nearest city, but..."
When Nadya looked at Leah, she instinctively felt danger.
But there are many dangerous things, and everything she did in her past life was dancing on the edge of danger.
Nadia is used to this feeling.
Especially Leah, who doesn't look powerful at all.
Nadia could only regard the uneasiness in her heart as her own illusion.
People like her have done countless bad things. Although there are no serious evil deeds, they have nothing to do with kindness.
"Then, thank you, I will pay you."
Lea stuttered.
This also agrees with Nadya.
As for where to go after getting in the car?
That’s not up to Nadya, an ordinary person.
Leah gently opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.
Then he frowned.
Soul Eater Johnny Blaze is coming in this direction, which makes Leah a little unhappy.
Even though Johnny lost that part of Zatanos' power, he still had an obsession with Mephisto, who gave him the power of Ghost Rider.
The woman named Nadya and the child named Danny have a close connection with Mephisto, the king of hell.
Danny is the child of the devil, and Nadya used her body to exchange life from the devil.
However, the hell monarch was sent to Constantine's body by the demon who occupied hell a few days ago.
At this time, Danny was fighting with the broken demon's soul in his own consciousness.
This was an unequal battle. If the situation at that time had not left the demon's soul with only a few fragments left, there would be no way a child could have persisted in the hands of the demon for such a long time. .
Johnny is coming now.
And Leia, as the original sin, will not let a mere Soul Eater disturb her plan!
A burst of dark power spread after she got into the car, turning the car into a cage of fear. After blocking all this, Leah looked at Nadya with her dark eyes.
“Go towards that mountain!”
Lea has adapted to the feeling of speaking, and these words cannot be refused.
Nadya already knew that she was in trouble. She was good at sizing up the situation and drove the vehicle according to Leah's instructions without saying a word.
Leah is going to board Harrogath!
Diablo wanted to see if Bulcaisel could still make that choice when faced with Leah's soul.
While beheading Leah's body, Bulcaisel's regretful moans still lingered in his mind.
This time, can Bulcaisel still wield the weapon unswervingly?
This is Leah's last chance for redemption. If her soul is shattered, everything will be a foregone conclusion!
In the direction from which this car came, Johnny Soul Eater lost track of Danny!
A skull head kept spinning in all directions, trying to find some clues.
But this is impossible!
The power of Original Sin is not on the same level as the power of Soul Eater!
But he found something even more interesting!
That direction is New York!
Where S.H.I.E.L.D. is located!
……
“Ms. Liz Salman, are you satisfied now?”
Nick Fury looked at Li Zi in front of him with a dark face. Next to him was Hellboy who had just been rolled out of the laboratory.
“Boy!”
Lizzy did not respond to Nick Fury, and even ignored Dugan who was smoking a cigar, and fell directly into Hellboy’s arms!
"Ahem! Lizzy, what's wrong with me?"
Hellboy was awakened by this pounce.
Even if an ordinary person undergoes surgery, it is impossible for him to wake up within a short period of time.
But the half-demon blood gave Hellboy a stronger body, and he woke up.
The painful memory in my mind is recovering bit by bit!
"Damn! Ghost Rider!"
The horns on Hellboy's head returned to their original appearance in an instant, and a ball of hell's flames was burning!
The hell monarchs who have gained power in hell have become Baal's nourishment at this time, and those insignificant fragments of authority are meaningless to the pure Baal.
So all the masterless fragments are now gathering towards Hellboy, who has inherited the bloodline of the Hell Lord!
"Ghost Rider? You mean Johnny Blaze?"
Nick Fury asked directly, completely ignoring the rising temperature on Hellboy's body.
His voice seems to have a calming power.
Hellboy's eyes flashed golden for a while before he regained consciousness.
That's King Arthur's bloodline helping him.
Half demon and half human, human blood comes from a legendary king.
At this time, he began to slowly adapt to his suddenly stronger strength.
“That guy was hit by a hammer, and started massacring us the next moment! Not with the damn Eye of Judgment, but with bursts of ominous black flames. Everyone who saw it was burned to ashes!”
Hellboy said with deep hatred.
The power in his body unconsciously spread to the surroundings. At this time, everyone thought of the person they hated the most.
That is the power of hell taking effect!
"Anu!"
Nick Fury shouted Hellboy's name, forcing the big guy to calm down.
At this time, in a secret place that no one knew, Nick Fury's forehead was already sweating.
Nick Fury is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, and his will is strong enough!
"I received a gift from hell? This is not a gift, but a relic?"
Hellboy finally noticed the changes in his body and shouted in a horrified tone!
Hell has been drained of all its nutrients by the Burning Hell!
Hell is dead in this world!
Only the lifeless wreckage remains in place, setting off the sin of the burning hell!
“What did you say?”
Nick Fury was a little unbelievable.
He finally believed in the existence of hell and heaven. At this time, a person actually said that hell left relics?
"Death will happen in hell?"
Duggan said slowly with an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.
The existence or absence of hell is meaningless to him.
Veterans don’t care where they end up after they die, that’s not what they should be thinking about now.
“I think we might need some professional help.”
Nick Fury muttered.
Then I felt a headache.
Where can he find a guy who can go to hell to find out the truth?
So he shifted his attention to Hellboy who was hugging Lizzy in front of him.
“Boy, don’t think about that. What we should do is revenge!”
Lizzy grabbed Hellboy's burning horns, ignored the high temperature, pulled his head over, and looked at her.
The emotional excitement caused bursts of flames to burn in Lizzy's body.
Fortunately, she was still trying her best to control her emotions and did not let the flames completely turn SHIELD into the past.
"The power of Ghost Rider is daunting, Lizzy. Can you understand how I feel? My body is shaking, I am scared!"
Hellboy Belt He spoke in an unbelievable tone.
Even though he felt that his power was greater than that of Ghost Rider at this time, he still couldn't contain the fear that filled his body!
"You will not be afraid. No matter what kind of terrible enemies you faced back then, you have never been afraid!"
Lizzy put her nose against Hellboy's. On the bridge of the nose.
There is no obstacle between the eyes except eyelashes.
The high temperature on Hellboy's body began to subside little by little!
At this time, he is the hell of this world!
He is already qualified to control all the power in his body!
At least there is no problem in transforming into a normal human appearance.
The powers of Satanis, Nightmare, and Prince Lucifer, these hell monarchs, have all turned into part of their authority and integrated into the body of Hellboy.
At this time, he was no longer the insignificant baron.
He is the seed itself that reappears from hell!
Even though he is still more comfortable with the title Hellboy.
At least this sounds better than Hell Seed.
"What an honor, Lizzy, you have never spoken positively of me."
The red skin on Hellboy's body faded little by little, and his huge body shrank little by little.
Even the giant stone hand, which was difficult to damage, became the size of a normal human being.
The horns on the head are close to the scalp and then extend towards the back of the head.
The hair that has grown out hides the horns. At this time, Hellboy still maintains a face that is 70% or 80% similar to his original appearance.
But from the appearance, he is already a human being.
Just put on a leather glove to hide the stone hand.
"As long as pain doesn't make people crazy, it will lead to growth."
Duggan took off the cigar from his mouth and said slowly.
"Now, let's find some helpers, we need more power."
A cunning light flashed in Hellboy's eyes.
After inheriting the fragments of those hell monarchs, he grew not only in strength!
"So, who are you going to seek help from?"
Nick Fury looked at Hellboy in front of him and said with a hopeful tone.
"Captain America and the barbarians who fought together in London at that time. They are strong enough and worthy of being relied on!"
Hellboy said without hesitation, By the way, he hugged Li Zi tightly in his arms.
If a human being cannot accept a half-demon alien as a partner, it is not because one of them is a monster.
It's because we can't walk down the street together, hold hands through jewelry stores, and enjoy the sweetness of shopping in clothing stores.
Even two monsters cannot enjoy lunch or dinner in any restaurant.
Now the couple can appear anywhere.
Now Hellboy can deal with Lizzy's power that goes out of control with her emotions!
There is no other obstacle between the lovers, only a common enemy standing in front!
"Are you coming to our wedding? The director of SHIELD and the leader of the Howling Commandos?"
Hellboy said to Nick Fury and Dugan with grace.
“We have lost my father’s participation in our wedding, but I don’t want to have even a single guest at our wedding.”
Hellboy pressed Lizzy’s head In his arms, he spoke softly.
He and Lizzy are the only ones left in BPRD.
Two lonely monsters can't stay alone forever.
"I will make time to go. SHIELD's plane can take off at any time."
Nick Fury turned around and left the passage outside the laboratory directly.
Then Agent Hill, who was recording the conversation, was taken away from the scene around a corner.
"Director, what you did violated the code."
Agent Hill spoke without mercy.
"Then will you tell the Security Council about this?"
Nick Fury said without looking back.
“Only this time.”
After Agent Hill finished speaking, he went to arrange the plane neatly.
Hellboy is dead and Lizzy Salman is under the control of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Hilt will report his work to the Security Council in this way.
……
Hell’s Kitchen at night is always more lively than other places.
Especially since they picked up some weird rings.
Following the color of the ring, these street scum spontaneously divided into two groups, and then started fighting.
Every person killed will turn into a ray of light and fly towards the hand of the person who killed him.
The gangs have become a mess.
And Frank, who had just returned to his wife and daughter from death, was enjoying the warmth of home for the first time in a long time.
Even though the ring on his hand has started to remind me constantly.
How could the apostle of death escape from death's crazy revenge on the life of the world?
Frank suppressed the trembling in his arms and ate the soup that his wife brought to his mouth with a spoon with a smile.
Jill looked at this warm home with an innocent smile.
The family is enjoying themselves happily, but the indelible sadness is still spreading quietly.
The gift of death seems like a mockery.
The living and the dead are in the same room, and the grief under that love will only make Frank's determination stronger.
He wants to become stronger, so strong that he can replace death!
He couldn't bear that his family would be involved in that country by death when he opened his eyes one day, and he couldn't accept that he couldn't feel the slightest warmth from the faces of his wife and daughter.
“Dingle bell~”
Frank’s phone rang, but he hung up without even looking at it.
Then continue to enjoy the warmth of this moment with your family.
"Frank, don't do this."
Frank's wife said in a complaining tone.
The sadness in his eyes is clearly discernible.
Frank looked at his wife's face, but always avoided her eyes.
He slowly picked up the phone and planned to call back.
But the call came again.
Frank looked at the caller ID and frowned, then hung up again.
"Dear, this is my old comrade. Every time he comes to me, it means countless troubles. At least today, let me finish this meal with you."
Frank He said it in a pleading tone.
Then he turned his attention to his daughter, who didn't know anything yet, and showed a loving smile.
"Lisa, do you want a picnic tomorrow? If so, can you help dad persuade mom not to let dad answer the phone?"
Frank didn't notice the tone in his tone. He begged, his eyes filled with tears made his daughter a little dazed.
"Father."
Jill tugged on Frank's clothes, and the feeling of sadness was very clear.
"Frank, go to work. We're not leaving."
Frank's wife said this.
There is encouragement in his eyes.
"Maria."
Frank muttered his wife's name, and a series of knocks on the door sounded at an inappropriate time.
Frank frowned but did not stop his wife from opening the door.
Even if he already knows who is outside the door.
Of course it won’t be a door-to-door salesman.
That kind of person would be taken away by SHIELD agents before they even get close to this room.
It can only be that guy, the old friend who always causes trouble, Nick Fury.
"Squeak~"
"Maria?"
As the door opened, Nick Fury's horrified voice sounded.
Obviously the appearance of Frank's wife made him lose his cool for a moment.
"Nick, what are you going to do?"
Frank's voice was very natural, just like the posture a man of the house should have.
Frank has simulated this tone countless times in his dreams.
But his eyes are cold, and if Nick Fury makes any threatening move, Frank doesn't mind losing one of his friends!
"I'm just a little worried because you didn't answer my call."
Nick Fury greeted Maria, shook hands, and chatted with Frank as usual. .
He felt the coldness from Mariya's hands, it was a familiar feeling to him!
The touch of the soul!
Nick Fury probably figured out what he knew, so he could only hope that Frank wouldn't blow his head off in front of his wife.
This is a big secret.
If this was Nick Fury's secret, then he might also kill anyone who knew about it.
The deceased returned to the world in the form of a soul?
This is so tempting.
This is mutant immortality!
“I never answer any work-related calls when I’m with my family, even if working overtime will bring more wages.”
Frank said with deep meaning.
What he means is that Nick Fury needs to get out now!
"Okay, I thought you would like this job, of course it's a regular job. But if you don't have time now, I will wait for you at the same place."
Nick Fury Following the good deeds, he felt Frank's eyes full of murderous intent.
If he delayed any longer, he might have to face Frank's cold barrel.
Nick Fury opened the door behind him, waved his hand and left Frank's house.
The old place?
He and Frank didn't need this kind of thing at all, Frank could find his.
As long as Frank wants to.
It's like when Frank is planning to kill someone, that person can't escape.
Although the movement caused will not be as small as those of killing, it is deadly and effective.
Mariya looked at Frank in front of her and called out Frank's name with sad eyes: "Frank."
"Mariya, I just want to spend some time with you."
"I know, but you need to live in the world of the living more. We are already dead."
Maria gently held her daughter's shoulders and said.
She and Lisa were on one side of the table.
Frank and Jill are on the other side.
The table is like the boundary between the living and the dead, dividing the two parties.
After the lights on the roof flickered for a while, the light bulbs on Mariya and Lisa's side went out.
Light and darkness, life and death. Clear boundaries!
……
"So this death was intentional on your part?"
Rorschach said with some dissatisfaction.
Watching Warusk flipping through his diary, he was helpless.
"Strictly speaking, you are not dead yet. At least your body can be revived as long as the potion is sprinkled on it."
Worusk looked through the diary with a mocking expression. Said.
As expected, a diary is never something for yourself to read.
Warusk wanted to laugh.
Phew~ The cold is much better.
Although my body is still a little sore and weak, it is no longer serious.
I will work harder to update in the next few days.
Thank you for your support! Thanks!
(End of this chapter)