Chapter 979 Wisdom is wrong, so who is right?
Galactus was still on the outer edge of the earth at this time, and his mind was now in chaos.
This was one of the rare times when he did not lose his mind due to hunger, but because of the calculations of the Archangel and the Demon King of Hell, he was no different from a fool at this time.
Even because he didn't feel hungry, his instinct to find food disappeared.
In this state, Galactus is completely disabled and has lost the ability to help himself.
Archangel Malthael of Wisdom and Tyrael are currently observing the situation of Galactus.
To be honest, the two of them definitely have bad intentions.
"Mathael, what are you going to do with this guy?" Tyrell was a little confused.
He didn't know the special characteristics of Galactus, although he could intuitively feel the powerful power of Galactus.
But for a guy whose own will is in chaos and who doesn't even know how to act, Tyrell really can't imagine what this guy can do.
"It is used to do things that are inconvenient for us to do. Of course it is not a bad thing in your opinion.
If I plan to do that kind of thing, I can't let you know."
< br>Mathael behaved very calmly, and his grand ambition seemed a little incompatible with this world.
“Do you think you will do anything good?” Tyrell teased.
“I thought you wanted the Nephalem to stop me at that time because I was going to kill the Nephalem indiscriminately. But now, the gap between humans and demons in this world The connection is not that close, and even if they are corrupted, they do not have that terrible power.”
Malthael just looked at Tyrael calmly. He had a lot to say to his most powerful brother.
But he also knew that there were many things that Tyrell would stop him once he said them.
Tyriel is righteous, which has nothing to do with whether he is an archangel of justice.
He can do everything he can for the sake of justice. This is the reason why he chose justice and authority.
Tyrell is special, he chose authority, not authority chose him.
For this reason, all the archangels have doubted more than once whether Tyrell is the will of the higher heaven itself.
“I don’t know how you came to this conclusion. How much power you can have after being corrupted into a demon does not depend on how much power he once had.
Of course, this is also so. There are some relationships, but it still depends on how corrupt their hearts are.”
What Tyrell said is not clear, and it even makes some sense.
But Malthael understood what his brother wanted to express to him, and it was nothing more than a matter of kindness.
"It seems that you are not completely immune to the influence of authority, Tyrael."
Mathael turned his head and no longer looked at his brother.
They were once best partners and two archangels who were inseparable.
Justice requires wisdom to guide, which is also the truth that Tyrael and Malthael once recognized and used as a guideline.
"Okay, maybe I will become a bit mother-in-law during this period, but you know, I will recover soon. Just like we used to be." Tyrell said softly said.
"Soon? That is the time scale in our eyes, but for now, that period of time is long enough." Malthael sighed.
“I want this guy to appear on the earth as the enemy of everyone on this planet.
I think you can probably tell that this guy has not completely dissipated, The breath that belongs to Imprius.
He will be the enemy of the high-level heaven, and of course the enemy of the burning hell.
Which is it that we have gained the faith of the humans on this planet, or our reputation. Falling into dust depends on how far you can go.”
Malthael said somewhat irresponsibly.
"Wait, you mean you had already planned this guy before I got the power I have now? According to your original plan, who was going to take care of this big guy?" Tyrell Somewhat surprised.
Nothing was said before, but then a big situation suddenly occurred.
This is extremely outrageous and strange.
“The original plan? Oh, I forgot that your understanding of me was still in the days of Sanctuary.
Well, if you don't come back like you are now, then I will be the one to take action. Of course, it is Malthael, the Archangel of Death, not the Archangel of Wisdom. ”
Malthael chuckled, making what he said seem like a bad joke.
But Tyrael knew that Malthael almost No joke.
Every time he speaks, there is a purpose or value.
“You need to show the horror of death? I don't understand! Perhaps the living will hate death because they are attached to life.
But you and I both understand that death is what gives life its value. "
Tyrell seems to be planning to argue with Malthael, but all he can think of is this level of reasons.
"Of course, we all know, but it is not It's clear to everyone.
Although human faith is of no value to the higher heaven, noble souls will fill the somewhat empty higher heaven.
Then Tyrell, tell me. Do you think it is more likely that noble souls will be born under our guidance? Or are there more noble people born naturally? ”
Malthael did not look back, he was still carefully looking at Galactus in front of him, who was in a daze.
The lack of action by Galactus so far did not exceed Malthael's expectations.
The energy given to Galactus by the Prius prevents him from feeling hungry, but this will eventually end.
The energy will be digested by Galactus, and it won't be long before Galactus turns into the starving being that is gradually going crazy.
When the time comes, Galactus will naturally attack the nearest planet in front of it!
This is the result that the archangel needs. As for what the hell demons need from Galactus, Malthael doesn't care.
Is it nothing more than the kind of madness caused by hunger?
Emotions such as greed or rage.
When all the will of a being is dominated by these negative emotions, it is the opportunity to drag them into the burning hell.
The burning hell requires the essence of this world, which is consistent with the high-level heaven.
"Mathael, the Burning Hell is at its weakest right now. It's a bit strange that we didn't directly try to purify the Burning Hell."
Tyrrell said.
“Of course, what I need is not a entangled burning hell, although I don’t think the years in Sanctuary were so beautiful.
But there is one thing you and I have to do. Admit it, in that case, humans will rely on our existence.
This is indeed a bit despicable, but as an archangel, why should I consider everything for humans? ”
There was already a smile in Malthael's voice.
He didn't do anything wrong. If he just considers and acts from his own standpoint, there is really no way to accuse him.
At least not Tyrael, who is also an archangel!
"I think there are better ways to handle these things. Life is equal, and so is free will."
Tyrell tried again to convince Malthael , although he also knows that there may be no value in doing so.
"Ha, is this the reason why you detonated the World Stone?
It took Inarius countless years to make the Nephalem weak enough to need our help.
But you His actions helped the Nephalem regain their strength, and also made those barbarians who could have been exploited become hostile to us."
Malthael scorned Tyrael's past actions.
"Wisdom leads to justice, but you have never been the kind of honest and obedient guy. Could it be that the direction I pointed out to you is wrong?"
Malthael turned his head slightly, but immediately turned around again.
Obviously Malthael did not have any complaints against Tyrael. This is normal. The longer we spend time together, the more obvious our differences will become.
Either you turn a blind eye to it and gradually get used to it, or there is a conflict.
Most of the archangels chose the former, but the contradiction still existed, but it did not affect their judgment.
In other words, they have long been accustomed to ignoring this difference.
“I thought I would never hear this argument again.”
Tyrell shook his head, and then slowly took off his beloved sword from his waist.
"The Glory of the Holy Feather, no matter when I see this sword, I feel it is beautiful.
Tyrell, are you ready to fight?"
Malthael smiled.
He knew Tyrael had made his decision.
"Since wisdom has not missed anything, it is not a bad thing for me to follow its guidance a little. Wisdom should be able to tell death where to go."
What Tyrell meant said.
"Count the time, he is going to be hungry. Do you want to wait here and experience his power as soon as he starts to move?"
Malthael's smile became a little more relaxed, and this was a smile that truly came from the heart.
"That's no need. I just need to be on guard and don't let this guy escape your plan at the critical moment."
Tyrrell said.
“Who can guarantee success? No matter how beautiful the vision is, it is not inevitable. Plans will always encounter saboteurs.
What I can do is actually tell you which direction to go. It's just the best choice.
As for how to go and what difficulties you may encounter on the way, I can only overcome them together with you. "
Mathael said slowly.
He took out a quill and a parchment in his hand. These are the things that the Archangel of Wisdom always keeps by his side.
< br>As for the Reaper of Souls? That is the weapon of the Archangel of Death. Even when the Archangel of Death uses the Reaper of Souls, there is something strange about it.
"Do you think there is something about it now?" A demon is paying attention to us? ”
Tyrell made a not-so-funny joke.
"If so, it only means that we have no chance to defeat them.
Or do you want to relive the feeling of us being one?
I You are ready, even divided into two, but how do you convince Imprius and Auriel?"
Mathael responded seriously, this is his attitude towards jokes.
Serious, although not serious, but not much fun either.
“Perhaps Auriel and Imprius are actually mentally prepared, as long as it’s not during this time, they will be fine.”
Tyrrell said, his pupils should have been dark. At this time, there was a gray aura, and the power of death had spread all over his body.
“I really don’t want to see that moment happen, especially as the supreme angel cannot be without wisdom.
But I actually don’t want to exist as the Archangel of Death at all.”
Malthael sighed.
"Perhaps we are all just too worried, the Nephalem are trustworthy.
Although they also need to be careful, their mortal hearts are always fickle."
Tyrell shook his head.
The Archangel trusts the Nephalem because countless heroes have been born among the Nephalem.
But the archangels are also wary of the nephalem, for it is not an uncommon story for the nephalem to set foot in the Burning Hell and blend in with it.
The story of a dragon slayer eventually becoming a dragon is too common in Sanctuary.
“A greedy person may not necessarily become a demon, right?
A violent person may not necessarily become a demon, and even a person who likes fighting and loving the battlefield may not necessarily become a demon.
On the contrary, those who believe in glory and offer their own beliefs and beautiful visions are the most susceptible to corruption
Tyrell, why do you think this is? ”
Mathail is talking about those Nephalem.
Greed? This is part of human nature.
Irritability and warlikeness, that is human character and Preferences.
These are not the things that determine whether a Nephalem is corrupted or not.
"Because they found that the light of hope could only illuminate the place in front of them, while the place a little further away was still dark."
Tyrrell was a little sad.
There are countless former heroes among those Templars and Paladins who have become demons.
It's not that they can't see hope, on the contrary, they can see the light of hope above their heads at any time.
But people who are under the light can only see darkness when they look around.
"Then why are there no corruptors among the Crusaders?"
Mathail asked.
“Because the Crusaders are always in darkness, and the light illuminates only where they come from. They have always been stumbling in the mud.”
Tyrell He said with some hesitation.
“Then the Crusaders are the only ones stumbling out of the darkness?”
The corners of Malthael's mouth rose.
"Including us, all existence is in darkness. It's just that some people regard a weak firefly as all the light."
Tyrell sighed heavily. A sound.
Their world has never been beautiful, because no beautiful world puts eternity on the head of war.
“There is no right or wrong, just to live and live better.
Those corrupt humans are actually just planning their current way of living. They may have wavered, thinking that the way of living in the burning hell is better.
That's why I plan to give death to all Nephalem.
When life ends, the value has been determined. Doesn’t this count as kindness? "
Malthael asked softly.
"Your mercy belongs only to you. Obviously the Nephalem are unwilling to accept this mercy, because this is not their own decision. ”
Tyrael forced a smile.
“When the decision made by wisdom is no longer correct, then who can make the correct decision?
Is it justice? Or is it hope? Or is it courage?
It is not always possible Is it balance and destiny?"
Mathail's voice was sarcastic, and he didn't mean any guilt!
(End of this chapter)