Chapter 439 Diavolo is acting, Tyrell is observing (to be followed)
Amidst the ruins of Asgard, Diavolo stands up from this somewhat crude throne for the first time got up.
To say that it is crude, it is better to say that it was corroded by Diavolo's demonic fire and turned into this pitted appearance.
The body temperature of the Hell Demon King is already fatal enough.
At this time, the posture of the great devil made Diavolo feel the emotion of happiness. Even though he was not sure what emotion happiness was, he simply believed that this feeling was happiness!
The body is trembling and the heart is beating violently!
Greed is about to burst out of his chest, and he can't wait any longer!
He has been silent for a long time, now it’s time to make some noise!
"Annihilation, you want my brother's share of destruction, right?"
Diavolo whispered, knowing that Annihilation would hear it.
The way Annihilation stared at Baal looked no different from that of a hyena preparing to hunt.
Greedy but timid!
As Diavolo finished speaking, a clear figure appeared on the ground.
Annihilation appeared in front of Diavolo accurately like a hound on call.
He held his head high and looked arrogant.
But Diavolo didn't care at all.
"So, you are going to help me kill your brother? I thought a guy like you would be more decisive when doing this."
Annihilation finally appeared in person In this world, he no longer worries that his brother called Eternity will suddenly appear here and drive him away.
Eternity is fighting fiercely with the Court of Life, and he has no time to care about other things.
“Sure, why not! Haha!”
Diavolo's laughter was very generous, he had already made a decision!
Barr can die and disappear, but he cannot die worthless!
Diavolo has something he can believe in, but it cannot be blood!
All he believed in was strength, and all he believed in was fear, and he had no thoughts about anything except fear!
Diablo has not been idle during this period, and all those who are afraid will become his eyes.
The appearance of the Plague King did not escape his sight!
He was also aware of Bulkesso’s temporary departure!
Leiko and Imprius had a battle!
Both Sonya and Auriel obviously spent a lot!
There is no better opportunity than this!
Hurry up and get yourself the first pot of gold in the world before Bulcaisel comes back!
Then spread fear better and make yourself invincible!
“You want to use me to leave this place? I know what you are planning, but it is impossible for you to accomplish any trick in front of my eyes.”
Annihilation said slowly, looking at Diavolo with only self-righteousness in his eyes.
Diablo was not taken seriously by him.
Winners will always habitually put themselves in a higher position when facing others. Even if the object of victory is not the guy in front of them, they will not change their habits easily.
This is called the "privilege" of the winner.
The concept of "power" has been with Annihilation for a long time, and this power also blinded his eyes!
As the winner of the World War, he certainly has pride and arrogance.
But this time he was not facing a high-ranking being who plotted against the "weak".
Rather, he is a demon god who has been fighting with equally strong men for countless years!
The most powerful, the darkest, the most daunting fear!
"Of course, your strength is visible to the naked eye. It's time for us to set off now, if you don't plan to face Bulcaisso."
Diavolo had a ferocious smile on his face, That ferocious and tall posture made Annihilation feel a little uncomfortable.
But he had no way of knowing Diavolo's contempt, nor did he understand what Diavolo's flame-filled eyes meant when he looked at him.
"Come on!"
Annihilation said angrily and stretched out his hand towards Diavolo.
Next they will rush to the burning hell!
......
In the kingdom of the dead, Death looked at Tyrell in front of him without saying a word.
Her body was curled up on the cold seat, and her hands were hanging feebly in the air.
She looked a little lazy, which gave her a kind of "human" beauty.
It’s just that Tyrell has no intention of paying attention to these things at this time.
Tyrell sweated profusely as he looked at the picture in front of him, which was left by death. From this place, he could see any existence related to the concept of "death".
The picture is of a high-level paradise, where Israel is sitting at the table writing and drawing like a parchment scroll.
Tyrael can even feel the fanaticism in Israel!
"Tyrell, do you still exist? Although you are dead, you still exist!"
Isreal's voice came out, making Tyrell Became more nervous.
Death said that the way of observation cannot be observed by anything other than "death", even if it is fate.
Because whether it is life or death, these will be affected by death.
Destiny will only appear when the dust has settled!
“You have to know that even if you hand over the 'Archangel of Justice' to others, even if you think that the name of 'Justice' can be carried by others, as long as you are still called Tyrell, the High-level Heaven will There will be a place for you."
Israel could not know that Tyrael was watching him, it was impossible.
The power of death may not be able to completely crush the High-Order Heaven, but there is no problem in hiding one's existence in front of the High-Order Heaven as a whole.
Tyrell turned his attention to his hands at this time, and finally understood what Israel used to determine his movements!
The Glory of the Holy Feather!
The divine weapon that became the new pillar of the High-Order Heaven!
Isreal has long made plans to use his body to hold up the crystal arch, but now, the sacred and vast arch has not changed at all!
Based on this alone, Israel can guess that Tyrael has not disappeared yet.
As for the time of the conversation, it doesn’t matter!
Israel has prepared a long list of words. As long as Tyrael pays attention to him, he will definitely hear the words he has prepared! "Why, brother!"
Tyrell said this, his voice was a little loud, even disturbing Death.
Death gently raised his head, just glanced at the conversation between Tyrell and Israel, and then turned over again so that he could curl up on the throne more comfortably. .
This is death, a lonely death!
Death has no friends because the dead need to follow certain rules.
The soul of the dead cannot stay with death for too long, so her friends cannot be dead people.
There are not many ways for living people to see death. The simplest one will lead to the previous situation.
Tyrell knew that the other party could not hear his words, but on the other side of the screen, Israel raised his head as if he felt Tyrell's prying eyes.
This mysterious connection almost frightened Tyrell.
"Brother, your death will bring about a greater balance."
When Israel said this, his body trembled a little.
Tyrell is no stranger to that kind of trembling, because most of the time, this kind of trembling is called pain!
【What difficulties might he have? 】
Tyrrell could not help but have such thoughts in his mind.
Israel, Archangel of Balance!
Balance is always relative.
So Israel always calls himself destiny.
All the archangels knew who Destiny was, but they all chose to remain silent.
They all know that destiny should sit in the position of an archangel, rather than a balance that always seems to be in the middle.
Balancing sometimes appears to have no stance, even though he has relatively strong power.
But how can balancing this ambiguous origin make the High Heaven transcend the Burning Hell?
"Tyriel! Justice should be a sword! Not you! And fate is always on balance, and this is not balance! It is fate!"
Iser Riel seemed to be furious for a moment, roaring loudly!
Tyrell saw Yizuer, who had turned into a monster, staggering into the screen, with dark and ominous blood stains everywhere on his body!
Pieces of flesh were peeling off Yizuer's body bit by bit, and the originally holy angel's bones were stained with the demonic fire of hell!
"Kill me! Make me disappear!!!"
Yizur shouted loudly to Ezreal, waving his hands randomly, and the blue anger was on the ground. Let out a sad murmur!
"Tyriel, you will come back. You will come back.
Nosy and self-righteous justice will one day destroy you!"< br>
Israel finished this sentence with a trembling voice! Bursts of light completely obscured Tyrell's sight!
Tyrell is very concerned about what happened to Yi Zuer!
What I care more about is what Israel did to Yizuer in this dazzling light!
“Click~”
The picture that could see the high-level heaven directly shattered into bones on the ground. Death waved his hand lazily and rubbed the bones into his throne. among.
"Is there any way you can make the dead bring the sofa to the kingdom of the dead? This chair is too hard."
Death turned over, his whole body was enveloped in gray mist, and then again It turned into the shape of a skeleton.
Tyrell was still thinking.
The previous glory made him a little panicked.
That is not the dark blue that belongs to Israel, nor is it the azure blue that belongs to justice!
Rather, they were forced to work together in a crisis!
Tyrell never thought such a thing would happen!
What if Malthael controlled the power of death with wisdom!
So what did Israel do?
Balance leads to justice?
Or justice controls the balance! ?
"Tyrrell, you are already a 'dead person', you have no reason to refuse the issue of death."
Death said this, she was already standing in front of Tyrell .
A burst of green light came from the empty eye sockets.
"Leo~Rick~"
Tyrell couldn't help but mutter the name of Skeleton King.
The look of death made him couldn't help but think of that king.
"Now, go and think of a way for the great Death. I want to replace this stiff seat."
Death said this, and Tyrell's body moved uncontrollably. He walked outside the palace.
After walking out of the palace, it is the complete existence of the dead.
Tyrell has enough time to think about these issues.
"Leoric~ I really like the name Ashira."
Death said this, she slowly put on her hood, and then moved her body a little bit The distortion disappeared!
Not far away, Mina Hak's skeleton finally moved. She slowly picked up the Mad Lord's scepter, and then held it tightly in her arms.
Leoric is a great king, but he is not the king of skeletons.
Minahak missed not only Leoric, the king who brought her new life, but also the vampire who made her feel "love".
Only now, Minahak has no blood.
There will be a chapter with an uncertain number of words to follow, estimated to be more than 3,000 words.
Tomorrow I will update the number of 10,000 words, I will establish a written record!
(End of this chapter)