$186 Lion King

"Okay, let's go back first."

Bul-Kathos's face was not very good. No matter which result it was, it would be a huge trouble for him.

The appearance of Auriel meant that the two worlds were no longer independent of each other. If any channel was created, a huge disaster would begin.

Bul-Kathos suddenly lost interest in playing sandbags, and his mind was full of thoughts about the seven devils of hell and the five archangels.

In this world, except for the death that appeared at the beginning, he had not seen any other existence that could match the devil of hell in terms of status.

This in itself was a dangerous signal.

Even if Bul-Kathos could defeat the devil of hell, and even cut off the head of the seven-in-one great demon Diablo, he knew very well that if he relied on himself alone, those devils of hell would have many ways to avoid him.

This world was not the one he was familiar with. The devils of hell had countless places to hide.

Even if he finally went to them one by one, the pain brought by those devils of hell was inevitable.

Even if that death had the status of Masail, how could a death that had never experienced fighting be the opponent of the devil of hell?

The rule incarnations of this world are not like the archangels and the devils of hell who have fought for countless years, and have never experienced a war comparable to the eternal war.

In Bul-Kathos's view, the rule incarnations of this world may not be of much use in fighting against the devils of hell.

"Bul-Kathos, I think..."

"You come back to the Holy Mountain with me, and I will take you to find Reiko."

Bul-Kathos interrupted Matthew. If everything is as he imagined, then cultivating more Nephalem is the best choice at the moment.

Hellboy is panting, as if he is breathing the beauty of the world, but the hot air gushing out from breathing makes him still look hideous.

The stone arm dragged Johnny Blaze to the wreckage of his RV with staggering steps. The unfortunate driver was protected by Gabriel under the flames that destroyed everything, and now he was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and praying.

...

"So you brought Matthew back?"

Gu Yi looked calm, as if he was telling an insignificant thing.

But she knew very well what kind of impact it would bring if Bul-Kathos's worries came true.

After watching the fragments of Bul-Kathos' memory, she knew very well what the seven demon kings of hell and the five archangels represented.

"That Odin, I'd better take some time to meet him."

Bul-Kathos looked at Matthew who was constantly charging under Raiko's men, his expression grim.

"Perhaps it is best to let more people become partners. After all, the affairs of the two worlds cannot be undertaken by you alone."

The Eye of Agamotto on Gu Yi's chest exuded golden light, and it seemed that her emotions were not as calm as on the surface.

"I don't want a world to become exactly the same as the one in my memory."

Bul-Kathos stood up and walked towards the Temple of the Elders.

The Kanai Magic Box placed inside was emitting a mysterious rhythm, as if explaining something.

Constantine was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the cold and silent walls around him reflecting the dim firelight.

Although there were ever-burning torches on the walls of the Temple of the Elders, the firelight was never very bright.

A strange place, a strange tribe, and a powerful force that could scare the demon monarch he knew.

All this would make people afraid.

Fear originates from the fear of the unknown. Even though Constantine had sealed up the cowardice in his soul a long time ago, he still felt the emotion called fear now.

With the clattering sound of the combat boots on Bul-Kathos' feet, he turned his head and looked at Bul-Kathos.

"What do you want from me?"

Constantine's voice was more serious than ever, and his face lost its usual frivolity.

Even his first question could not hide his uneasiness.

"I want to explore the source of that power."

Bul-Kathos' voice was a little cold, very much like the tone of Quarkak training soldiers.

"If the devil of hell comes to this world, what are you going to do?"

Volusk's roar like a lion resounded throughout the Elder Temple.

Although this place will not prevent anyone from entering, generally only Volusk likes to stay here.

Only he sits on the throne of the Immortal King, and this will continue until Bul-Kathos takes over this glorious title.

"I will take my two swords and send them back to hell one by one!"

Bul-Kathos stared at Volusk with his eyes wide open. The seven devils of hell are the embodiment of rules. No matter how powerful the Nephalem are, they still cannot destroy the rules.

"So you plan to become the patron saint of this world? Don't make me laugh!"

Vorusk stood up from the throne, exuding a fierce breath, and his golden beard and hair moved without wind, like the mane of a lion.

"Then are we just waiting for those bastards to crush the world!"

Bul-Kathos's pale hair exploded, and the two of them now looked like the confrontation between the old and new lion kings before the battle.

Constantine, who was sitting cross-legged, was like a sapling destroyed by a hurricane, holding the ground tightly. He almost fainted.

"Look at your white hair! You still haven't gotten rid of the threat of death, so why are you making such a boast?"

Compared to Bul-Kathos, who has not yet ascended the throne, Volusk has more of the spirit of the immortal king.

The tone is arrogant, lazy and grand.

"Death cannot take away my will!"

"But he can make you look like a dying old man!"

The armor belonging to the Glory of the Immortal King appeared one by one on Bulcaisuo's body, and the sound of metal collision was made as Bulcaisuo's body trembled.

This set of armor also appeared on Warusk's body, and it was also arguing.

"You are not the Immortal King yet."

"But I am already the strongest!"

With Bulkesso's declaration, Warusk's aura gradually subsided.

He could not refute Bulcaisel's words.

After Bulkesso cut off the head of the great devil, what he said became the truth.

"If I'm still alive."

"Then you are no longer my opponent."

Bulkesso lowered his head slightly and stared at Warusk with his eyes like an eagle.

"Justice is not on your side this time."

The armor on Warusk gradually became transparent, and he looked at Bulcaisso with calm eyes.

"Tyriel is justice, but justice is more than just Tyrael."

Bulcaisel threw the gravel hammer in his hand to Warusk, then turned around and walked towards Kanai's Box.

He didn't know if there was any message in Auriel's power to convey to him, but he thought that Hope would not do anything meaningless.

Next, just put Constantine's soul into Kanai's Box and borrow a piece of Forgotten Soul to extract this power.

Bulkesso wants to know what Auriel's true purpose is.