Chapter 390 Ozil and Yizuer (Guaranteed)
“A long dream, Bulcaisel.”
Sanya stood up straight and looked at her injuries Said.
Some literature and art are not barbaric at all.
Perhaps due to spending more time with Li Min, Sonya has also undergone some changes.
Sonya had a hard time telling whether her power had increased or weakened.
But what is certain is that she came back alive and had the opportunity to swing a hammer in Malthael's face.
I jumped slightly, feeling the lightness of my body, and my words were a little insincere.
“What are you going to do now?”
Bulkeso raised his eyes and looked at Sonya in front of him, asking with somewhat complicated emotions.
Then a not-so-dainty fist hit Bulcasso hard on the bridge of his nose.
Powerful and rough, it's very barbaric.
"I want to beat you! And will you fight back!? Great Immortal King!?"
Sanya rubbed her fist hard from Bulcaisel's face , the blood stains were not wiped away, but were fainted.
The nosebleed spurted out from the broken nasal cavity like a fountain. Bulcaisel stood there without moving.
Sonya's anger was palpable.
It is more of a mockery of those who are superior.
Sanya's strong body does not have much soft beauty, nor much kindness and compassion.
Sanya held the fist in her hand and made a crunching sound,
contemptuously and full of ridicule.
"Needless to say, you must regard yourself as a superior savior again, although you have never denied this.
The first generation ancestor was cruel and intimidating, and Warusk was arrogant, so who are you?< br>
Is it because you think you have everything under control? Or is it because you despise everything from the bottom of your heart?
Bulkeso, you are always like this."
Sanya said. Bulcasso's nose, which was bleeding, was hit hard again.
The sound of fists and faces colliding is never very pleasant, especially when it sounds like bones are being broken.
Sanya's power is still strong and should not be underestimated.
"So what? The things I wish for are not beyond my control, and I will eventually realize your wishes."
Bulkessor took a step forward and looked directly at He looked at Sonya, who was a head shorter than him.
The surrounding ancestors showed different emotions.
For example, Hailab's face was filled with disdain but with a little bit of hope.
Maybe a person who realizes their wishes is enough for them to be their support, and there is nothing wrong with that.
It’s just that it can’t be considered authoritative.
"Hey, Bulcaisel. You always like to say that only the strong are qualified to sacrifice. Who is the strong one in your eyes?"
Leiko said in a loud voice, containing Some hostility.
She patted her shoulder. She didn't know when she had put on Kanuk's evil-proof shoulder armor, and the ferocious and huge horns were flashing with bursts of blood.
Leiko is alive.
Kanuk can impart his legend to any living barbarian.
It is more appropriate to hand it over to Raico than to Casillas.
After all, Leiko is powerful enough.
"Me!"
Bulkessor said plainly.
The list of strong men in his eyes only has his own name from beginning to end.
It is so noble that it makes you want to laugh.
"Then, I, who can make your nose bleed all over the floor, am naturally strong."
Sonya took out a piece of leather that had been used countless times from her pocket and wiped off the blood on her hand.
The power from the original ancestors is exuding its unique brilliance.
"Are you ready to fight? Old guy!"
Sanya looked at Bulkesso and roared, as if she was a challenger.
But the so-called "battle" refers to facing Malthael and possibly Lilith.
Those two guys will definitely come over.
Maybe not even too far.
......
On the high-level heaven, Ozil finally regained consciousness from that damn pool.
The pain in his body continued to remind him of the brutal attack he had suffered before.
It was a rare experience to be injured by the aftermath of the Seven-Phase Fist and Exploding Palm of the Ten Phantom Bodies.
Most people can only experience it once in their lifetime.
Fortunately, Ozil is an angel and has a second chance.
The gap between regaining consciousness and free movement was a bit big. Ozil lay quietly and watched the spring water in front of him continue to flow.
Until he saw a trace of blood!
"Devil! How can there be a demon in a high-level heaven!"
Ozil let out an extreme roar, and the water in the pool exploded with several beautiful splashes.
There was the smell of demons in the blood, which was a bit hard for Özil to accept.
This feeling is as unsettling as having a pair of stranger's shoes at your doorstep.
“High-level heaven has everything, but you have never seen it.”
Yizuer said calmly. He stood outside the spring and looked at Özil who tried hard to open his eyes.
Although Yizuer felt that Ozil might not be able to hear what he said in his current state, he still continued to speak:
“Oezil, I I thought you would always stand by Tyrael's side with your flame, just like Tyrael always guarded Malthael. But now, one person is no longer there. "
Yizur muttered, and the body stained with angel power, demon bones and human flesh and blood showed a complex nausea at this time.
It was so disgusting, the smell was enough to make a hound retching.
Ozir doesn’t look like he belongs to the Archangel of Wisdom, that’s right.
He is the flame of justice, similar to Yizuer, the sharp sword of justice.
Only Tyrael's subordinates in High Heaven can be described as huge in number.
After all, justice has the most powerful power, and of course it is followed by more angels.
It's just that Tyrell doesn't act very smart most of the time.
So Ozil chose wisdom and willingly became its pawn.
Ozil continued to roar as hard as he could, and the water surface that was supposed to explode only raised a few small bubbles under the power of Ozil.
Yizur pressed his hand on his chest, feeling the two beating hearts inside, and his expression didn't look good.
Using a human body to maintain one's own life is somewhat unjustifiable for an angel.
In particular, Yizuer was once noble and great.
“You are not too far away from waking up, Ozil. You just changed from a wise chess piece to a balanced chess piece. There is probably no difference to you.”
< br>When Yizuer was talking to himself, he smiled.
Then a large piece of flesh and blood on his face fell to the ground with a splat.
He didn't want to do this.
It's just balance that requires him to do that.
He needs to be the first to face Bulkatho's wrath.
The archangels are plotting against Bulcasso, and so is the Demon King of Hell.
Just because there is no need for an existence beyond the limits of the specifications in the originally balanced battlefield.
The same is true for barbarians.
Bulcaithor was the Nephalem's most powerful bastion, but it was also seen as a threat.
Perhaps the shadow cast by angels and demons on the Nephalem is too strong.
Believing in a living person is a bit difficult for people living in a world where corruption is everywhere.
"GuluGulu~"
A series of bubbles appeared on the surface of the spring, and several sparks could be seen after they exploded.
Ozil was still furious.
Yizur is used to it.
The temper of the Burning Angel is not much different from that of those unreasonable barbarians, they are all the same.
Yizur hesitated and took out a piece of flesh and blood from the ground on one side, looking at the fire on the spring with hesitant eyes.
This is what Israel gave him.
It was not stated whose flesh and blood this was, but other than the flesh and blood of a certain great demon or a certain Nephalem, there was no other answer.
Yizur should stuff this piece of flesh and blood into Özil's heart, and then let Israel use the power of high-level heaven to completely change Özil.
But Yizuer was a little reluctant to do anything.
"A simple fool, if you were plotted anyway, you probably won't know why until you die." Yizuer said weakly.
He covered his face with his hands as if washing his face.
Then the flesh and blood glued to his bones fell to the ground with a crackle.
"You'd better die as an angel. Malthael is always right. Even when I can't stop him, I still want to see the world he wants."
Yizul said this As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of flesh and blood into his mouth.
Then chewing big mouthfuls.
"It smells like a rat! And there's anger."
Yizur commented on the piece of flesh and blood, his expression ugly.
The answer has been revealed, Hamelin's flesh and blood, and a little bit of Orak's corpse.
Neither of the two guys are strangers.
So Yi Zuer glanced at the location of the Angris Council, his eyes flickering.
Ozil's body contained the flesh and blood of Hamelin and Orak, and Yizuer didn't dare to think about what it would be like when Ozil saw Malthael or Bulkatho again.
Destroyed by death, tortured by archangels as a corrupt soul?
Or is it facing Bulcaisel, chopped into minced meat, and then the part that belongs to Orak is separated from the middle bit by bit?
"Zhizhizhi~"
Hamelin's cry came from Yizuer's body, and the flesh and blood immediately climbed onto the demon's bones, which might be shattered at any time. bodies are glued together.
The part that belonged to Orak formed a layer of skin that covered Izul's appearance.
At least now, he looks like a normal person.
Now it is Yizuer's turn to consider the previous problem.
How Bulcasso would chop him into pieces.
The spring water in front of him allowed Yizuer to see his own appearance, which looked almost exactly like Orak.
In addition, his body shape is almost the same as that of Orak, so hiding is impossible.
"Gulu~you~Gululu~I know! Guru~you!"
A few words came from the spring water, but they were not very clear.
Yizur didn’t want to stay around anymore. He knew that Ozil wouldn’t say anything nice at this time.
But he couldn't keep Ozil in the high-level paradise.
If you don't become a target according to Israel's plan, you will probably just be crushed by the force of balance.
As Yizuer himself is a more important chess piece, Israel will not destroy it easily.
"Whatever you know, but it's time for you to get out."
Yizur lowered his head and said.
Stretched out his hands and spread his wings.
Then he pulled a portal with great effort.
This portal is opened according to the farthest place where the scent of an angel appears.
Although this degree of difficulty is a bit puzzling for Yizuer, it can ensure that Ozil will not be sent to Israel.
Yizur thinks that this will probably be sent to Imperial or Auriel.
After all, there are not many angels in this world.
No matter what happens, it will still be with Rorschach.
Ozil will be protected.
Whether you meet an archangel or a barbarian.
......
Thanos sat on his throne holding the strange weapon in his hand.
Looking at the angel-like Du Tianling in front of me, and the death maid who was full of the aura of death.
Ebony Maw has now been sent for treatment.
The guy suffered severe frostbite while fighting Du Tianling, and his black tongue was frozen to pieces.
Fortunately, Thanos noticed something was wrong in time and came to the scene.
Then he defeated Du Tianling with a little effort, for the sake of the death maid.
After all, he is a guy who is willing to cause death to please death, and the power of death is a pass for him.
Then, a portal was opened in front of them.
"Wow~"
A burst of sacred spring water flowed in directly from the other end, and the ground was wet everywhere.
The moment Du Tianling touched the spring water, he had a strange smile on his face.
Then I stopped laughing.
Because he saw Ozil!
His immediate boss!
"Don't let me know who you are! I will burn you when I find out!"
Ozil escaped from the spring water and was finally able to speak clearly what he had said before.
The only part of his body that could move was sparks coming from his mouth.
The essence that should have been strong but was weak at this time completely fell into Thanos's eyes.
Thanos' fist-like chin shook, as if what he wanted to say was being held back.
"I am the Titan of Destruction, Thanos. Who are you?"
Thanos organized his words and asked with dignity.
The tall body stood in front of Ozil, blocking Ozil's sight.
"Weird looking guy! Demon, right!?"
Ozil just started to spray.
The little bit of strength that he had barely recovered condensed, and he sent out a small fireball, which flew towards Thanos in a swaying manner.
Du Tianling, who was being interrogated on the side, wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.
Seeing the embarrassed side of his boss, Du Tianling was thinking about why he came here.
The fireball floated gently in front of Thanos' face. Thanos waved his palms as if to ward off flies, and was burned.
The power of the Burning Angel, even in its weakness, still possesses higher qualities.
Thanos's expression changed, and then he noticed Du Tianling, whose body was trembling a little.
“Lock this guy up and be careful!”
Thanos summoned several subordinates and pointed at Ozil on the ground.
After Ozil was taken away somewhat roughly, he walked up to Du Tianling.
"Do you know the guy just now?"
Thanos' question was undeniable, and Du Tianling had a sarcastic smile on his face.
“Angels don’t need to hide behind the scenes! I am a member of the Dutianling, and the one just now is the attendant of the Archangel of the Wisdom Society and the direct leader of all Dutianlings! Burning Angel Oz Er! ”
Du Tianling spoke for the first time with enthusiasm.
The breath in his mouth was very cold, making Thanos feel a little bit cool.
Thanos nodded when he heard this. Although he couldn't figure out why the leader of a cold-blooded guy like Du Tianling was a Burning Angel, there was another person he wanted to ask about.
He pointed at the Death Maid and continued to ask: "What about the other one?"
"Death Maid!"
Du Tianling gritted his teeth and said.
Cold angels also don’t like death, because the power of death does not belong to the archangels.
"Understood."
Thanos nodded again, then picked up the weapon and struck Du Tianling hard on the neck.
Angels and death don't sound like a good match, so the Dutianling and the Burning Angel were turned into enemies by Thanos.
Ozil's essential quality is very high and he can be used as a test subject.
Maybe we can come up with some new weapons.
Yizur probably wouldn’t have thought that there were angels in this world other than the guys he knew.
But Ozil will not be killed by ordinary means.
After death, you just return to the spring water of the high-level heaven.
But now, the soul of a Dutianling came into the spring of the high-level heaven.
And the soul of this Dutianling appeared right in front of Yizuer.
"Who did Malthael fight?"
Yizur said to himself.
In his understanding, there is no Dutianling in this world, and the soul of this Dutianling will only be from Malthael's side.
"The Nephalem are still powerful..."
Yizur said something meaningful.
That’s all for today.
Ten thousand words will be updated tomorrow.
Thank you.
(End of this chapter)