312 Becoming the Archangel of Humanity (10,000-Word Chapter)

The sound of the Prius revealed the problem that everyone was worried about.

Rasma exists!

Until now, no one knows the full purpose of this guy Rasma. They only know that whether it is the first generation Burqasso or Vasily, Rasma's shadow has even appeared on the road to becoming a god in many existences.

But the most dangerous thing is that no one has found definite evidence that Rasma was involved.

Maybe Malthael knows something, but no one can connect with that wisdom that is beyond ordinary people.

Wisdom itself is unfathomable enough, and it would not be surprising at all to say that he has already mastered powers beyond the scope of wisdom.

But even this kind of wisdom is useless when facing Rasma.

"Rathma? Then the existence we will face will only be Rathma or Malthael.

If Rathma and Malthael's goals conflict with each other, there will obviously be only one winner. "

Bulcaisel shook the blood bottle at his hand and frowned as he watched the wound on his arm oscillating between healing and festering.

Although Bulcaisel doesn't like cleanliness that much, he doesn't like wounds constantly producing blood stains.

"Bulkess, I am not easily persuaded, you know it well. I still have not given up on what I insist on, but I will not fight a meaningless battle, and it is destined to have no results."

Tyrell said to Bulcaisuo, and the light wings behind him were shrinking little by little.

But now that he has chosen to come to this world, he no longer hides his power.

Then there is absolutely no need for him to continue hiding.

"Tyrrell, I have never believed that justice should not exist, but as justice, you are too weak."

Bulka fumbled around and took out a bottle of wine and held it in his hand without any intention of opening it.

Bulcaisel didn't know how he should face Tyrael, even though the Archangel of Justice had never been as noble and great as he appeared.

"Are you accusing me?"

There was something funny in Tyrell's voice. Faced with a person's accusations against justice, justice itself would certainly find it funny.

Even if that person is Bulcaisu who has been given the authority to judge.

"Justice should be everywhere, Tyrell. You lack the courage. If you are really as noble as you say, you should let justice fill the world instead of appearing in the world under the name of the Archangel of Justice. The scene of tragedy.”

Bulcaisel stuck the Oath Keepers and Blue Fury on the ground, looked at Tyrael in front of him and said.

The Archangel of Justice can never achieve justice everywhere, because there is always only one Tyrael.

If he really cares about justice itself enough to be willing to sacrifice himself, then justice should be like death at the beginning, untainted by anything linked to people.

"So what do you lack? You are noble, but can you give up your existence just for the world you want?

Are you sure that your sacrifice will actually get you the results you want?

Bulcaisel, as a human being can never be truly selfless.

Even if you say you don't want to be a creator god, don't you enjoy the power you gain along the way?

Tell me, Bulcasso, can you give up everything you have now? "

Tyrell said a lot of words, and started to make gestures with the Holy Feather Glory in his hand.

Obviously he is very sensitive about this topic, even a little paranoid.

"Bulkasso, you have to know that my brother may have experienced everything you are thinking about a long time ago. Compared to us, your time of existence was too short."

Imprius spoke softly, defending Tyrell.

For justice, the choice to abandon "I" itself and let justice fill the world is the same for courage, wisdom and hope.

What Bulkatho asked was something that every archangel had thought about.

Ultimately it was a vote that decided the choice.

Four abstained and one voted against.

The only archangel who objected was Israel.

That was probably the only time he didn't abstain from a vote.

"I can imagine that, with the Prius."

After much hesitation, Burquesso knocked off the top of the wine bottle.

"I can imagine that you existed before humans were born.

I can also imagine that what you have seen is countless times more than what I have seen, but have any of you really made up your mind?

If you were really courageous, then you would have spread all your courage to the world long ago, or in other words, only one archangel took the first step on this road.

Do you think so? Oriel? "

Bulcasso handed the wine bottle in his hand to Auriel, who was watching on the side.

Auriel has already done this. She only retained her last bit of consciousness to drive the body she wished to give.

A little consciousness controls all the power of an archangel. This is the truth about Archangel Auriel of Hope.

"Bulkess, that may not be as good as you imagine. You can probably understand this from the death here."

Auriel stretched out her hand and took Bulcasso's wine.

But he didn't pour it into his mouth.

Hope doesn't need power most of the time. If it's not necessary, she won't use the consciousness that has been spread to the world to control power.

"Death?"

Bul-Katho sneered and rejected Auriel's suggestion.

Is there any need to ask someone else about this kind of problem?

Obviously Auriel didn't intend to say this.

"Auriel, when did you do this!?"

Imprus' voice was very urgent. Hope took the lead, while courage was still hesitating.

This was a little hard to imagine for Imprus.

"Maybe it was the moment when Johanna appeared that made her determined? Maybe Auriel had already made plans when Akarat existed."

Tyrael said calmly. He had already felt the changes in hope.

From that time on, Auriel had changed, and these could not avoid Tyrael's perception.

The scope of justice activities is always larger than courage, so people always call for justice, but never remember that courage is what they need most.

"Auriel, I think this conversation is almost over."

Bul-Kathos ignored Imprus and Tyrael, and he didn't even look at Leoric and Death.

Because Hope is the Archangel who helped him the most, and that help is real.

"Now, Auriel, what are you going to do? Still rely on this guy, just for the oath that Hope is everywhere?"

When Bul-Kathos spoke, he shifted his gaze to Constantine on the ground. What happened this time made him change his mind about Constantine.

Otherwise, he would probably describe Constantine as a "bad guy".

"The Archangel needs the High Heaven, and the Lord of Hell is the same."

Auriel said this, obviously with a hint of meaning.

Since the Archangel has begun to guide the arrival of the High Heaven, the Lord of Hell should have started to act.

Otherwise, Isreal would never agree to any conditions of Imprus to intervene in this matter.

What Isreal pursued destined him to choose this way.

"I don't remember giving the Hell Lord a weapon that can summon Hell."

Bul-Kathos' eyes were a little serious.

He gave Imprus the legendary "Severance" to summon the High Heaven, so what would Hell choose?

"Hell has their own way, which is even more convenient than ours. We can't stop this."

Tyrael made a smacking sound under his hood, as if to tell everyone how difficult this was.

But his face was facing the blue anger on the ground.

Izual, a truly noble angel, but he was too weak.

When the noble loses his power, he will only be defeated by endless malice. In despair, even if he does not give up all the right feelings, he cannot change the final outcome.

But it was Tyrael who watched Izual being killed by Bul-Kathos, and he was always full of regrets for Izual.

"Shadow Fang?"

Imprius was a little surprised.

This kind of thing is not something that can be moved easily, because Prius couldn't imagine how those demons escaped from Malsail and moved with Shadow Fang.

"Another thing I don't know, maybe I knew it before?

That's not the matter at hand. We have been here for too long, and the impact is definitely not something that can be easily perfunctory."

"Now, it's time to let all this come to an end. As for those guys present, I will find a way to solve it."

Bulkaiso scratched his head and glanced at the guys lying on the ground.

He frowned hard when he saw Madoc making a tool with stone to smear the flesh and blood of the purple man on the stone little by little.

"Madoc! What are you doing? Are you playing with shit!?"

The stench from the purple man's flesh and blood is similar to that thing for Bulkaiso. When he saw Madoc smearing the purple man's flesh and blood on the stone sculpture with interest, he felt a little disgusted.

Bulkaiso is very good at making meat paste, but he won't grab these things when he faces them.

"I want to take this thing back, and then let Orak witness the rebirth of his people."

Madoc's expression was a little awkward. He was not disgusted by the stinking meat sauce like Bul-Kathos, but he didn't like it much either.

People who like this kind of thing are somewhat perverted, and that is not what he can understand.

"Orak has not kept a dog for a long time. No one on the mountain needs a pool of meat sauce."

Bul-Kathos felt a little irritated.

"Okay, Bul-Kathos. Go back now. I think the devil of hell probably doesn't know everything here. We should leave here."

Auriel said and glanced at the death hiding under the hood.

"We have a way to restore all this to the time when it didn't happen, but..."

Death was a little hesitant when he spoke.

Eternity can change the situation here. After all, everything here is in his body.

Death only needs to slightly adjust the memories of all the dead to cover up these, but Eternity is a little bit busy now.

As for violating the rules of life, it is not the first time she has done so.

...

"Your goal is about to be achieved? You should know that it is just a delusion."

The Life Tribunal said to Eternal in a calm voice.

His face looked particularly calm.

"What about you? Everything you pursue is meaningless. Everything that fails can be repeated in a moment, so everything that happens loses its original meaning.

Everything that is irreversible is the truth of existence, and you are just immersed in your own power."

Yonghen replied to the Life Tribunal, and a rare expression squeezed out of his chaotic face.

"You are about to do something different from what you said, and your words are not convincing at all.

Besides, you know that you can't convince me."

The Life Tribunal turned its head and changed its face to Eternity.

"You want to stop me even for a few hours, or have you lost your patience and want to end this protracted confrontation?"

Everything in Eternity's body is accumulating strength.

"I don't need to do it myself, you know. I am not alone like you."

As Eternity's voice fell, the figure of Ancient One was sent directly to Bulkathos.

Ancient One's soul has long been favored by Eternity, and Ancient One, the Supreme Mage, is the existence he protects.

Of course, he is also his subordinate.

"I see."

The Ancient One appeared in front of the Archangel and Bul-Kathos and the others, and the first sentence was this.

At that moment, she knew many things that she didn't know before, and now she had to complete what Eternity couldn't do personally.

"It seems that my brother has figured out how to deal with the follow-up problems, so now I should leave."

Death pulled Leoric, intending to return to the kingdom of death with Leoric.

Eternity will not interfere with any choice made by Death.

Those are Death's own choices, and what Eternity wants is not something that Death and the others can fully understand.

"The rest is up to you, Supreme Sorcerer."

Death finally said to the Ancient One with some urgency, and then left the scene with Leoric.

After receiving the instruction from Eternity, the Ancient One began to activate the power of the Time Stone, and restored the traces on the ground little by little to the way they were before Bul-Kathos and the others arrived.

It is not impossible for the power of the Time Stone to affect the world, but that kind of power is not so important in the eyes of Eternity.

Even if the goddess of vengeance comes again, Eternity will not be afraid or nervous.

Therefore, eternity relaxed the restrictions on the power of time, which made everything based on time possible.

"Madoc, take these guys back. As for the pile of minced meat, you can find a way to deal with it yourself."

Bul-Katho said with some dissatisfaction.

Now he needs to go back and think about what to do next.

Bul-Katho couldn't be sure whether Volusk and Leiko had hidden any information from him.

But those two ancestors were people he could trust, and even if Leiko and Volusk had any bad ideas, the Holy Mountain would not agree.

Bul-Katho was the king recognized by the barbarians, which meant that the Holy Mountain of Harrogath would always stand on Bul-Katho's side.

Countless ancestors who stayed on the Holy Mountain did this, and there was no exception.

"Impris, take Leoric's crown back to where you should go, and remember to tell me the training methods of the Crusaders. The people in this world are too weak. Facing the disaster that may occur at any time, they may not even have the opportunity to call for help."

Bul-Kathos paused and said to Tyrael:

"Tyrael, I don't want to see you now. Wait until you get the courage, and then meet me. As for now, leave Rorschach.

Although I don't think I will fail, Rorschach is a barbarian of the Stag Tribe! His will is always free. As long as he still insists on justice and intends to judge with his own power, he enjoys my protection."

"How long can your protection last, Bul-Kathos?"

Tyrael said with some smile.

"Until the day I die!"

Bul-Kathos roared.

Facing Tyrael Tower, he suppressed his anger until now, and he felt that he had suppressed his anger for long enough. It's time to show his attitude to Tyrael!

A huge pressure hit Tyrael, causing the wings of light behind Tyrael to swing backwards.

Now Bul-Kathos could not control the new power precisely because of the incompleteness of his soul, but he had no pressure to use it.

Azmodan's sin and half of Duriel's pain made him move to a higher level.

He had the gifts of the time lords, and time was no longer strange and hostile to him.

Bul-Kathos could simply use time, although it was only used on himself.

The ability to accelerate time forced the short-lived existence to die, but for the Nephalem, it only reduced the time spent on growth.

Mastering power was not a problem for Bul-Kathos.

"This child still enjoys the favor of hope, Bul-Kathos, I hope you can help him, and I will pay the price."

Auriel's voice came lightly, and she was talking about Constantine on the ground.

"This child made the same choice as you very early on. In order to defeat his fear, he cut his own soul."

"It's different! It's not just his cowardice that he has broken apart, but also his sensibility for good and evil! He wanders to both ends of the scale, creating panic and despair!"

Bulcaisel's reply was very direct, while Madoc was hesitant to speak.

The reason why Bulcaisso rejected Constantine was not the evil deeds he caused, but what could a being with complete indifference of sensibility use to restrain himself?

Morality, ethics, good and evil are all based on sensibility.

What would humans look like if they lost their sensibility?

If you do everything rationally for survival, chaos will also arise.

When facing justice, the attitude that people should have should not be one of hope, but fear!

Afraid of the judgment of justice, afraid of the consequences of evil deeds and the consequences of being judged!

Tyrell, who has lost his authority to judge, is precisely because of this that he has no majesty in front of the devil! Even though he possesses the most powerful power among the archangels!

"You forgave Rumlow and Jessica."

Auriel named Rumlow and Jessica, making Bulcasio's anger even more uncontrollable.

"Don't tell me that you don't know the power of the Proof of Shame. I think the birth of that legend was definitely influenced by more than just Billie! I hope!"

"Now I want to give him hope and get him on the right path."

Auriel walked up to Bulcasso and continued to speak without any intention of giving in:

"Bulkasso, justice makes you paranoid. Courage makes you reckless, but hope also gives you strength when you need it. Now I want you to give hope to everyone who needs it equally."

"I will not approve of Constantine! A person who has lost his awe will eventually taste the consequences! It's like his body is no different after being taken over by Duriel!

Constantine has long lost his ability to discern between good and evil! All the choices he makes and every step he takes are based on his rational judgment!

He is destined to go crazy! "

"Bulkasso, what are you in awe of? Have you ever given in?"

Auriel's voice was still unhurried. This was not only a question about Constantine's handling, but also Auriel's long-standing curiosity.

Bulcaisel never hesitated in battle. As long as fighting was right in his eyes, and as long as killing was a just judgment, he was always so determined that he never said a word.

What would Bulkesso be in awe of?

Not only Auriel was curious about this, but Tyrael and Imprius were also curious.

"I revere life and everything! So I have no hesitation!"

Bulcaisel took a step forward, and his chest almost hit Auriel's body.

Bulcaisel spoke with anger, but also with caution.

The power of courage is so lacking that even after giving up part of his soul, there seems to be no obstacle between courage and him.

The current Bulcaisel may be more like courage itself than Imprius.

"What did you do?"

Because Prius felt that his power was transferring towards Bulcaisu, this was a novel experience.

There was no panic or reluctance.

Because he himself is the embodiment of courage.

Even if the power of courage finds a more suitable existence, it will not abandon him.

Only the moment the Prius chooses to end its own existence will Courage choose to represent again.

This is different from the rule of attributing courage to the original, because unless the Prius chooses to completely extinguish "I", courage will not spread to the entire world.

This is also the path he has long confirmed, but what is happening now seems to make him discover how Auriel still maintains herself after spreading hope in the world.

Imprius had long known that Bulcasso might have more courage than he did.

But what he wants to know is why this happened. All he wants is an answer.

Then he followed what Auriel had done before and followed his own thoughts to create a muddy and unknown road.

"Courage is only valuable when you are afraid, because of the Prius."

Tyrell said to Imperius, and then turned into a ball of light mist and disappeared from everyone's sight.

He has found the location of Israel, and now he is going to do his part to lead to the High Heaven.

Tyrell could imagine what choices the Prius would make.

The time between the two was so long that Tyrell almost lost count of the number of disputes they had.

But this time, Tyrael had no intention of stopping Iprius.

With Tyrell leaving, Rorschach regained his will, but he completely fainted without even a moment of clarity.

Everything he experienced during this period would stay in his mind like a dream that he couldn't remember anyway.

He will only remember something happened, but he will not know what happened.

Unless he asks Bulkesso, Rorschach, who pursues justice and truth, will probably only believe what he investigates.

"It seems that the light wings of courage have chosen you not only for my will, Bulcaisso, you can get more and do more.

But I can't disappear yet, at least not until I see Malthael. I can't disappear, and I won't disappear. "

As Imprius said this, he put his hands on his shoulders.

As the Archangel of Courage, he doesn't need to do anything extra to maintain his original power.

It's just that he has to experience it for the first time in his long existence.

"I would actually make such a choice, but how can I talk about 'the sin against heaven'? What is heaven? Our will? Or the choice of Isreal?"

As Inprius finished his doubtful and thoughtful words, the pair of light wings of courage behind him also fell off completely.

The pair of light wings crashed into Bul-Kathos' chest like a bird flying into the forest, and Inprius fell and became a mortal!

"Now, Bul-Kathos, you can use the power of sin and pain without pressure, and my weight is enough for you to keep your balance!"

When Inprius said this, it seemed particularly easy.

What did he lose?

He just lost the status of the Archangel of Courage, and now he is like Tyrael back then.

The power of fighting will not decline, but now he is just courage, not the Archangel of Courage.

Solarion's Spear of Courage appeared in Imprus's hand, emitting dazzling light. Imprus did not become a dark guy like Tyrael.

Imprus, who became a mortal for the first time, did not know what he would become, but he did not care.

The sin and pain absorbed by Bul-Kathos should be called "the sin of Azmodan" and "the pain of Duriel".

The power of the Hell Lord appeared in Bul-Kathos, and even if he was a Nephalem, he could not master and use it freely.

That was just possession after the devouring rules. The tattoo on Bul-Kathos' back and the wound on his arm appeared because of this.

If Bul-Kathos had completely mastered the power of the two Hell Lords, there should not be any recognizable traces.

Now Imprus gave Bul-Kathos the "courage of the archangel".

The two reached a balance in Bul-Kathos' body!

As the four demon kings, Azmodan and Duriel can only be equal to the power of an archangel, and now is the time to be equal!

"Imprius, I find it hard to imagine that you, who always regard rules as the supreme creed, would choose such a path."

Auriel's voice showed emotional fluctuations, which was not in line with the style that Imprius had shown in the past.

"Auriel, I am the one who respects the rules, but when the correctness of the rules is in doubt, courage gives everyone the power to resist."

As Imprius' voice came, his armor disappeared little by little, exposing his chest to everyone's eyes.

He wore a skirt armor on his lower body and a rough iron chain tied around his waist.

There was a hideous scar on his chest. It was the only time that Imprius was injured in countless years of fighting. It was the mark left by the great demon Diablo.

A featureless face appeared in everyone's sight, and a neat short hair counted down like a steel needle.

"Imprius, no one can make you surrender, not even the Great Demon.

It's just that the power of the Archangel of Courage is not deposited in the High Heaven like the Archangel of Justice back then, but has merged with me.

You can't ascend to the High Heaven as an Archangel."

Bul-Kathos' tone was a little regretful.

"But I am still Courage, I am still Courage! I will always be the incarnation of Courage!

My birth must be the choice of Courage, and my existence must be the recognition of Courage!

I was born in Courage, and my body will continue to give birth to the power of Courage. Does it matter whether I am the Archangel of Courage?"

Imprius responded to Bul-Kathos with a big laugh.

Imprius became the first completely fallen being, unlike Izual who was corrupted back then, and Tyrael who didn't even recognize himself.

It's also different from Auriel who chose to share hope with the world but is still an Archangel.

Now he is just a human, a pure human!

He is somewhat similar to Craig, the Supreme Human who climbed the Holy Mountain before, but there are differences.

As a human, Imprus is not the most perfect form, because perfection means no further progress.

Defects mean possibilities, for example, Imprus's ordinary face can be changed by pulling double eyelids.

If he wants, he can even try tattoos and other things.

And the Supreme Human Craig can't even do a circumcision. All changes are rejected by his body, because his body is a kind of perfect form of human beings.

Imprus laughed loudly, and the glory of courage was still high!

"Okay, Bul-Kathos! Give me a bottle of your collection! When I was an archangel, I couldn't taste any food at all! Even when Diablo's spikes pierced my chest, I didn't even feel pain!

Every time I drink with you, I have to imitate your voices, which is ridiculous. Fortunately, the armor of the Archangel of Courage covers my face so that I don't need to imitate expressions."

Imprus held Solarion and urged Bul-Kathos, then saw the bottle of liquor in Auriel's hand, snatched it and poured it into his mouth.

"Ahem! What the hell is this? How did you fall in love with this thing?"

Because of Prius's scolding, Burkaso finally smiled.

"I have a slightly softer one, but I think you might like the taste of juice more."

Bulkatho's smile gradually became more arrogant, and he waved his hand and patted Imprus' back, making a crisp sound.

"Now, Bulkatho, are you going to take care of this guy? I think you don't lack this courage now."

A calm voice came from under Auriel's hood. When Imprus had made his choice, Auriel would only be happy for Imprus.

Courage has become pure, and no longer needs the title of "Archangel" to express his nobility.

Now courage may have more, at least for humans, progress is a unique talent.

Humans will not be confined to a range like Archangels and unable to make any progress.

You must know that even when he only got death, Masail was still locked in strength.

He can only become stronger by constantly devouring other beings, and cannot surpass himself the moment before through training and other methods.

Humans have infinite possibilities.

"Wait until he is complete. Since I made that choice, I have been disgusted with all the lives that choose incompleteness."

This time, Burkaso finally did not explicitly reject Auriel's request.

After witnessing Imprus's choice to become a human with infinite possibilities, Burkaso slightly changed his attitude.

Although it is hard to say whether it was a momentary impulse or something else, he felt relieved as Imprus was in a mess.

"I think that won't be too far away. Hope is always in his heart, and hope is the power that can make all dreams come true."

Auriel said easily.

Before Burkaso made any response, Auriel's figure turned into a group of star-like light and then disappeared.

Every existence with hope is her support for her appearance, and every place with hope can get Auriel's attention.

This was the case with Angel and Gabriel before.

The power of hope is endless, but the identity of the archangel has locked the upper limit of what she can show.

But now Auriel does not intend to go to the path that Imprus has proved to be successful to get transcendence.

Auriel needs the title of Archangel of Hope and the power of Archangel.

Only Archangels can fight against the power of death, and humans cannot do this.

When facing the wisdom of death, only hope will not die, and it will not be affected by the authority of wisdom!

Hope will not change because of a person's intelligence or stupidity, nor will it be favored because of whether a person takes the most convenient path!

If hope exists, then there will be miracles!

Auriel does not need to understand Malthael's thoughts in her mind, as long as she firmly believes, she will never fail!

And Auriel is the only chance to stop Malthael, which is something that neither the Archangel of Justice nor the Archangel of Courage, nor even the Archangel of Fate or the Archangel of Balance, Ethiril, can do.

"Are we going back to the Holy Mountain now? Bul-Kathos! I remember that I just came out to help you confirm whether Diablo has revived! You bastard almost never saw me again!"

Seeing that everything around him gradually returned to calm, Maddock finally vented his dissatisfaction loudly to Bul-Kathos.

Maddock had died once, so it didn't seem like a big deal if he died again.

But he still had the fear of the aftermath.

How many people could calmly accept the complete extinction?

Maddock couldn't do that.

When he died as a Nephalem, he was immersed in anger.

Fortunately, he didn't continue to face the cold end in anger this time.

As for Imprus, he couldn't stand in awe.

Barbarians couldn't stand a guy who was about to die from coughing because of a sip of strong liquor, even if this guy was once high and mighty.

"Madoc! I'm going to treat Imprus to a meal today, so that Imprus can experience the beauty of being a human!

If you don't plan to go with me, shut up! Haha!"

Bul-Kathos laughed, and the sinful tattoo behind him was melted away bit by bit.

The wound on his arm also healed directly.

This was good enough news, at least he didn't have to worry about Jill being accidentally injured by this endless harm after wearing the Ring of Unity.

As for the Skull Key. Things like the incense burner and the love bond can only be worn by the corresponding people.

So far, Bul-Kathos has only seen three guys using this kind of thing that can prevent the holder from dying or even getting hurt.

The Templar Cormac, the ruffian and the witch.

Apart from these guys, no one else can use the power of the three pieces of equipment.

There were even guys among the barbarians who went out to fight and were hacked to death with a skull key, a Templar token of love bond hanging around his neck, and an incense burner on his waist.

He died miserably. In order to piece together his skeleton, his companions slaughtered all the demons in that area, and they only pieced together three and a half complete skeletons, so they could only be buried together.

"You TM, if I can't beat you, I will definitely knock out all your teeth!!!"

Madoc continued to curse, and then tore open a portal and threw Rorschach, Luke and Jessica on the ground one by one.

The other side of the portal is Talek who is guarding the gate of the Holy Mountain. That guy will take good care of these guys.

Then Maddock mentioned the purple man, and threw the abomination and General Ross over and shouted:

"Talek, this group is not dead yet, inject the potion and lock it up. Orak will like this gift, and Jessica and Luke will like this gift, so that they can train more attentively!

Damn it, I heard that Raiko was talking about love while cutting people on the battlefield!

As for the guy with the breath of anger, observe him a little. I feel that old General Quarkak will like this guy!

And the one with Hammer, let Aunt Mara identify it to see if it is something modified by the devil of hell. If so, you know what to do.

As for the iron man, let Lasuk see if he can help him forge the armor on his body. I have never seen such a thin armor. It is too expensive.

And..."

Before Madok finished his words, a huge stone hit him, and with it came the voice of Orlongus:

"Madoc, you bastard, look at the opposite side when you throw things!

That puddle is all over the ground, you can find a way to give him potion!"