Chapter 972 Rathma and Malthael’s mutual performance!
The path of righteousness may not necessarily be accompanied by joy and laughter, it may also be a place of scorched earth!
The road opened by justice may not always be smooth.
But justice will not stop. It will just wait until the road behind it is blocked again, and then it will turn around and walk through it again!
It is said that history is a circle, and human beings can never learn lessons from history.
Isn't that what justice is? ? Justice will come, and he will re-walk the road he has walked countless times when people make mistakes.
Rorschach is on his way, and he brings justice!
How can justice shrink? Justice can be fearful and hesitant! You can even cry!
But justice must not be flinched! He has only one mission, and that is to keep moving forward! Go to all places where the winds of justice have dissipated!
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Rasma was sitting alone on a cold stone.
His face became paler. The previous whiteness was caused by his power being more biased toward death.
But this pallor at this time has nothing to do with strength, it is just that Rasma spent too much energy during this period.
He did not know the news that Inarius had reoccupied the position of the Angel of Destiny, but he knew that the "new" Angel of Destiny had been conceived by the High Heaven.
He is still distressed, distressed by the death of Inaris and his own stupidity!
It was he who cut off Inarius's head with his own hands in order to break fate.
It’s also for everything you insist on!
Perhaps there is also a little bit of complaint and revenge for not being as naturally powerful as his brothers and sisters.
But he never thought that the reason for his natural weakness was not his father's favoritism, but his mother's selfishness?
Rasma is distressed by this, as it seems to have broken all the persistence he has had all the way up to now.
He was still thinking about how he should act next.
"I thought you would move a little bit. After all, you were on the side of mankind."
The Archangel Malthael of Death appeared next to Rasma. His tone was calm, as if he were chatting.
Rasma's position has always been somewhat vacillating. He is not close to the higher heavens, and has never liked the burning hell.
Rasma, who wavers between the two, seems more like seeking benefits.
But Malthael knew that what Rathma was pursuing was not profit, but other more valuable things.
Just human!
Rasma is not very friendly to ordinary humans, and even using human lives to achieve his own goals is commonplace.
But Rasma is indeed on the side of mankind, but he only made a choice between groups and individuals.
"I am also on the side of mankind now, but I am thinking about one thing, why does our mother regard the archangel as an enemy."
Rasma's tone was thorny.
He has indeed thought about this problem before, but this problem obviously does not require him to spend too much energy thinking about it.
Lilith is a demon, and it is normal for her to regard angels as her enemies.
He just said this to express that he did not welcome Malthael, but Malthael obviously didn't care much about his attitude.
Rasma deserves a little tolerance from him, although this guy is not very smart in his eyes.
But that power is real!
A Nephalem who has gained great power through study and hard work, even though what stands here is Malthael's body that has mastered the power of death.
He would also show no contempt for Rasma.
Rasma’s struggle deserves a little respect from him.
"Lilith? The answer to this story is a bit far away. I don't think you will finish listening to it."
Malthael still said calmly.
This was just a courtesy, and Rathma was not really interested in it, Malthael could tell.
"That goes without saying, I think I should do something now."
Rasma stood up, the sickle in her hand being propped on the ground like a cane.
He looked nothing like a powerful Nephalem at this time, more like an old farmer looking at the endless harvest of rice in front of him.
That sluggish look is called exhaustion.
Rasma was really tired.
The lifespans of the first generation Nephalem were almost endless, and this was the same for the powerful Nephalem.
But not all humans are like this. Rasma has experienced life and death too many times.
Although he can make corpses move again and the souls of the dead reappear, he knows the difference between life and death very well.
Break the conflict between life and death? Rasma didn't do that, he just blurred the definition of life and death.
This was what Archangel Israel of Balance helped him do.
"What are you going to do? Inherit your mother's wishes and stand on the opposite side of the high-level heaven?
Or don't stand on either side, just follow your old ideas. Protecting humanity?”
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Malthael’s mouth.
A tired nephalem can appear sluggish, and Malthael has a way of reviving such a nephalem.
The Nephalem take dignity very seriously, perhaps because in the environment of Sanctuary, dignity is already considered a luxury.
Most Nephalem value dignity.
As long as Malthael shows a little contempt and ridicule, Rathma can be excited.
So in his eyes, no matter what choice Rasma made, it was ridiculous. This look worked very well.
Malthael is certain of this!
"I plan to harvest lives as a god of death. What do you think about this? Malthael, I am not smart enough, but I am not stupid either!"
Rathma's eyes went up and down. Looking at Malthael in front of him, his scythe seemed ready to move!
As expected, Rasma was indeed a little more energetic.
It’s just that the effort spent before will not be recovered out of thin air.
If Rasma hadn't been so bald, his hair might have turned pale white.
"Of course, you're just not smart enough.
You want the power of death? This may be of great help to you, but you can't defeat me."
Of course Malthael noticed the deep malice in Rathma's eyes, but he just looked at it without any sign of fighting.
It was as if Rasma was certain that he would not fight him at this time.
Malthael was still using provocations, which gave him a little bit of fun.
If he were facing the first ancestor of the barbarians, he would not do this again and again.
Because the first generation ancestors of the barbarians really knew how to take action, but Rasma didn't.
Rasma will weigh the pros and cons before making a decision.
This is inevitable. Rasma was not strong at all when he was a child. He has long been accustomed to this approach in order to become stronger.
"Of course, my strength is not enough to fight against the entire high-level heaven, but I am not the only Nephalem."
Rasma is threatening, but it is not wise to make threats at this time, and even some The color is sharp and the heart is full.
This still did not exceed Malthael's expectations. He suddenly felt like he was mastering Rathma like a toy.
That feeling was a bit strange, and Malthael knew that it might be the commonly-known feeling of satisfaction.
But he needs to get rid of this feeling, the Archangel of Wisdom is always pursuing truth and correctness. If the body he was using at this time was that of the Archangel of Wisdom, then he would never feel this way.
Unfortunately, this body is the Archangel of Death, Malthael.
"The reason why you can't cooperate with Bulcasso is not that you can't lower your head to find him, but that he won't accept you.
Should we make a bet?"
Mathail said anxiously. He wanted to take care of the feeling in his head, and at this time he no longer even concealed his intellectual contempt for Rasma.
Strength is one thing, brains are another.
Mathael grew eager.
"No, they will accept me. The holy mountain of Harrogath is scattered with the ashes of barbarians. Do you think I can make them reappear?"
Las There was a little color on Ma Canbai's face, and it could be seen that he was very excited now.
But no matter how you look at it, he is not angry. Maybe he has observed a flaw in Malthael?
Although Rathma's life was still short for Malthael, this period of time also made Rathma become cunning and calculating.
Flaws still exist, but Rasma is not full of flaws.
“For barbarians, death is death.”
Mathail said with slightly trembling lips, feeling a bit like he was acting.
It’s just that there are no flaws in his approach.
"But the dead can still reappear!"
Rasma became aggressive. He may also be performing.
The outcome of this show does not matter, and there is no need to explore who deceived whom.
It is difficult for both guys to achieve their goals when they deceive each other.
They are not fools. They will silently remember all the doubtful points and prove them one by one later!
"So what's the bet?"
Mathael's tone was still calm, but these words made him seem to have softened. But mentioning bets at this time is a blatant provocation. Just the right performance? Anyway, Malthael won't do anything unnecessary.
"How about doing something for the other person at any cost?"
Rasma bared her teeth and said, he has evil intentions! Malthael knew this.
“But you don’t have the ability to take back the bet after I default on the bill.”
Malthael's tone remained unchanged.
“So it all depends on consciousness!”
Rasma said decisively.
Rathma's attitude made Malthael realize that he might have missed something.
But he didn’t think he would lose, just like what he said, if he defaulted on his debt, there would be no way for Rasma to recover his bet!
Malthael did not say yes, but looked at Rathma quietly. This kind of gaze would make people feel uneasy.
But Rathma stood there without fear, and even met Malthael's gaze!
This stalemate
"I will treat it as a bet."
After Rasma finished speaking, the figure became illusory, and the breath of life and death was in him His body was spinning, and the next moment he passed through a narrow portal that could only allow him to pass through.
Rasma blocked the portal tightly, and no breath was transmitted from the other end of the portal.
Even if there was some breath that wanted to pass through, it was completely disrupted by Rasma's life-and-death transition. .
Rathma obviously did not want Malthael to know his whereabouts, and Malthael did not intentionally explore this change.
That's a little bit of decency.
Both guys guessed that the other didn't tell everything, but they would do things in their own way.
As for the outcome, there is always a winner, and they all feel like they have a chance.
"Where could you go? Who else could you have besides your brother?"
Mathail said, not worried at all that Rathma would hear His words.
Mathael still maintains the demeanor of the Archangel of Wisdom, but now he is in the body of the Archangel of Death.
Is death always right? Obviously not! Death is just the end of life, it has nothing to do with whether it is correct or not!
"Malthael, what you are doing is a bit dangerous."
At this time, Tyrell came out. He stood behind Malthael, the Archangel of Death, and said.
Tyrell is also the Archangel of Death at this time, so the atmosphere and atmosphere here have not changed much.
They all have the power of death, and they are all archangels.
As long as Tyrell stands in the shadows and restrains his sense of presence, Rasma will not be able to detect his presence even if he directly listens to the previous conversation.
Rasma is a little out of touch with the world, and he needs a lot of additional information to regain a correct understanding of the current situation.
Rasma alone does not have this ability.
When the two archangels of death hold double the power of death, as long as they pay a little attention to Rasma when they do not agree.
Then Rathma cannot take away any soul from the world of the dead.
It would be the same even if Li Min carved out a territory from the kingdom of the dead to maintain the normal operation of the world.
Li Min also has her own plans and ideas. She likes to be nosy, but doesn't like trouble.
This is a bit contradictory, but in the face of Li Min's power, most of the time the trouble will dissipate on its own.
“Of course I know, it’s just that Rasma is the chess piece I need.
What he can do is beyond your imagination. You and I have never been mothers, but at least we know a How sincere is the mother's feeling?"
Mathail said.
"You plan to use Rathma to solve Lilith? This is not realistic. You and I both know the nature of Lilith. That is not something Rathma can solve!"
Tyrrell is always serious, even Don't like jokes very much.
Although he studied hard when he was a human, his study obviously had no effect.
The time spent as a human may be just one breath in the life span of an Archangel.
Tyrell has never been easy to talk to when he is stubborn.
Even force cannot make Tyrell bow.
“I didn’t want to let Rathma deal with Lilith, but I wanted to let Lilith deal with Rathma.”
Mathail explained.
He didn't like pointless arguments with Tyrael.
This kind of answer with questions can shut up Tyrael. This is Malthael's experience.
It's the best thing to do to distract someone who is always stubborn.
This is what Tyrael did.
"Then let's wait and see!"
Tyrell said this in a pretentious manner.
But he is also used to it. Archangels have their own way of communicating with each other.
(End of this chapter)