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"How does it feel to be an angel?"

Leah found a topic to talk about.

It was very strange to walk side by side with her father without saying anything, at least Leah thought it was strange.

"Being an angel makes me a little uncomfortable, although I didn't have too much obsession with food when I was a human.

But after becoming an angel, I don't seem to feel hungry anymore."

Aidan tried hard to tell Leah everything he knew, a little clumsy but very real.

Aidan was still sincere when facing feelings, but it was a little inappropriate now.

"It seems okay to say that angels once carried a lot of my expectations. When I knew that my father became an angel, the first emotion I felt was relief."

Leah said.

Her mother has become a demon, there is no room for rebuttal, and it is impossible to change.

After experiencing such things, it is also a progress for Leah to face Aidan calmly.

What happened in the past is most likely to cause serious psychological problems to anyone.

"Although I am not strong enough, I promise you don't need to have any fear of demons."

Aidan said seriously.

He made such a promise with everything he had, and was ready to devote everything he had to this promise.

"I don't need you to do this, because I don't need to fear demons anymore."

Leah said gently.

"After you, I have people I can rely on, and I also have partners who can help me through the difficulties."

Leah smiled.

"I have never wanted to be a human so much, Leah, my daughter."

Aidan's eyes seemed to be a little sad.

He knew very well that after he existed as an angel, he could not do anything in front of Leah.

The gap between angels and Nephalem is very deep, not only because of the difference in the way of existence, but also because angels are bound to be restricted.

As for whether it is the archangels or the high-level heavens themselves that restrict their existence, they have no way of knowing.

Even if this kind of restriction is generally not excessive, it is difficult to erase as long as it exists.

"My father, after I saw you become an angel, it was hard for me to throw myself into my father's arms like a normal child.

Although I wanted to do so very much in the past."

Leah said very seriously, she was not joking.

Her knowledge was inherited from Deckard Cain, and her belief came from the Horadrim's hatred of demons.

Everything about her seemed to be destined to be extraordinary from the moment she was born!

With the mark of Diablo in her soul, the essence of her soul would not be any worse than that of the first generation of Nephalem!

Maybe it's just the blessing of an angel?

"I know, I don't expect that.

As long as I can see you, and see that you can still live as a human being, it is my greatest comfort."

Aidan's tone was particularly gentle, as if he was afraid of even shaking the air.

"I came here not just for these things, of course, coming to see you is one of the purposes, and more importantly, I have to wait here for the samples brought to me by the ancestral spirits."

Leah said.

She was about to end the conversation with Aidan.

"When you need me, I'm always here! At least from now on."

Aidan said this gently, and his figure slowly faded away.

"When I need help, I can always get help from others. Your continued existence is my best comfort."

Leah said softly.

She looked around and walked towards a tavern with a sign "temporarily closed" but lights on.

There was a sign of "Hradim" hanging on the tavern, and Leah felt the breath left by Leoric from here.

Obviously, this was prepared by Leoric for his granddaughter.

Leoric was holding a cup that looked like a small barrel and pouring wine from somewhere into his mouth.

The wine spilled from Leoric's throat, staining his bones with wine stains.

"I just want to miss the taste of drinking. As for why I don't choose to appear in front of you as a human, you probably understand."

Leoric said softly.

"Because that's not the real you? I heard from Bul-Kathos that your human form is a fusion of 'Leoric' and 'Rakis I'."

Lea walked behind the bar while talking, and naturally took a rag to wipe the table.

Everything here is no different from the tavern in the shelter. It is obvious that Leoric has spent a lot of time on this tavern.

"Emotions are probably the last remnant of humanity for us. This is true for me and Aidan."

Leoric put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and his empty eye sockets faced Lea.

Lea did not respond to this look.

"After I knew you became the Skeleton King, I still felt a little regretful."

Lea said.

"Really? At least I didn't become a demon, although I became a monster."

Leoric shook his chin as if he was making people happy.

"It's better than a demon, although it's not much."

Lia said.

"My coming here should be something that the demons expected. Has anything interesting happened in the Burning Hell recently?"

Lia asked.

"This had not happened when you set out. Bul-Kathos imprisoned several archangels and Baal in the Burning Hell. Is this probably good news?"

Leoric said.

"By the way, he also sent a Hell Lord who is not a Hell Lord. This guy may also be helpful to your research."

Leoric naturally mentioned Ultron.

"The Hell Lord who can do whatever he wants in the human information field?"

Lia had heard about Ultron.

"It's not possible now. After my blockade, it's difficult for him to contact the outside world now."

Leoric emphasized the pronunciation of the word "I".

He was hinting to Lea that he did not cooperate with the angels in this matter.

Lia could understand Leoric's thoughts, although she didn't completely agree with them, so she frowned slightly.

"I don't know much about your affairs, so I won't comment on your actions. Compared to you, I'm still a little immature."

Leah said easily.

"This may be our chance to get Aidan back."

Leoric still couldn't help sharing the news with Leah. In his opinion, this should be good news.

"But how can we get Leoric back?"

Leah asked back.

Leoric couldn't give an answer to such a question.

"The hero who saves the world may not be able to save his own life. Although I'm not that hero, I'm the loser who can't save my life."

Leoric was silent for a long time before slowly saying.

"At least this news is not terrible, right?"

Leah's eyes were full of compassion.

This look seemed to deeply hurt Leoric's heart, making the violent Skeleton King feel that he had nowhere to go.

Leoric turned into a handful of ashes and left here. This was his way of leaving, just like angels can turn into light.

It's just that Leoric would leave something behind after he left.

Leah just slowly wiped the non-existent dust on the table. This was probably the place where Leoric stayed most often besides his office.

He cleaned everything here by himself.

Leah would wait here for a while, waiting for the ancestral spirit to bring her samples.

Even though she didn't know who would come here.

...

"So I have to thank you after you beat me up?"

Gruchak yelled at Volusk in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"You're welcome, as long as you can keep your mouth shut."

Volusk's mouth corners were raised, and he was obviously very happy about what happened before.

"Wait! Do you mean I can leave the Elder Temple now?"

Gruchak asked with some surprise.

He thought he had to stay here like Volusk to keep a secret.

"As long as you don't show up in front of other barbarians, going to Khanduras seems like a good choice to me? What do you think?"

Vorusk's words were inquiring, but there was no intention of asking at all.

He was telling Gruchak what to do next.

"Once I appear outside, it will be impossible to hide it from everyone, even though I have already shown all my strength in the Burning Hell before."

Vorusk said with doubt.

"I know that the secrets here will not be hidden forever. At least now that Tyrael cannot show up, it is the best opportunity for her to move.

Of course, I did not get Bul-Kathos's permission, but this opportunity is fleeting."

Vorusk said.

He planned to take advantage of the time when Tyrael was trapped in the Burning Hell to help Death regain more power.

He himself had a good understanding of the power of Death, so he thought his judgment was correct!

The struggle for power requires a suitable environment, which is also the way Volusk chose when he tore a large piece from Death.

"I still think that Bul-Kathos's decision is closer to the right one."

Vorusk shook his head.

"And he is the current Immortal King. I have no reason to help you."

Vorusk added.

It's not that he doesn't trust Volusk, he just trusts Bul-Kathos more.

"Then you can't repay the favor you owe me. I remember that you never like to owe favors to others?"

Vorusk laughed.

"When did I owe you a favor..."

Gruchak noticed the strange light flashing on the Earth Power Suit on his body before he finished speaking!

"What did you do!?"

Gruchak's voice was a little horrified.

"Don't worry, I didn't give you my most important power. Those powers will provide the greatest help to Bul-Kathos at the right time.

I just gathered the power I accumulated as a barbarian into your legend. Let's put it this way, when you use the ancestral summon, I will appear as an avatar, and as long as my avatar exists, your power will be amplified."

Vorusk pretended to be relaxed.

"Can you increase my power? This is only possible if you show up in person to help me fight!

Although you are stronger than me, your strength is limited!"

Gruchak's voice became a little irritable.

Gruchak's strength is not inferior to that of Reko, and this level is actually only a hair's breadth away from Volusk!

"Is that so? Maybe I am more powerful than you know?"

Vorusk said in a strange tone.

"Nonsense!"

Gruchak rushed directly to Volusk and pulled off the Immortal King's helmet in a very rough way!

Vorusk's face under the helmet was haggard, as if he was only half a step away from death!

"Gruchak, I don't need my own power in the Elder Temple. I can protect myself in front of the Archangel by using the power of the Holy Mountain that I control.

But you need such power to complete what Burkasos is not suitable for. If you were in my position, would you make the same choice as me?"

Vorusk's eyes were tired, and he said seriously.

"Of course, you are the Immortal King who deserves it.

Only your legend is called the Immortal King."

Gruchak knelt on one knee in front of Volusk, and then slowly lowered his head.

"This is the first time that you have shown me respect like this, but you know, I don't need it."

Vorusk smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Gruchak up.

But at this time, when he did not use the power of the Holy Mountain, he was really very weak.

"I will act according to your needs as appropriate, but don't expect me to go against Burkasos' wishes. I respect everything you do as the Immortal King."

Gruchak said very seriously.

"So let's go find Andakurgas and send those samples to Khanduras, or should I ask him to come over?"

Vorusk asked.

"Actually, Andakurgas and I are similar, right?"

Gruchak asked tentatively.

"Yes, they are somewhat similar, but not completely the same.

You created the legend of the Earth Power Suit by yourself, but Andakurgas is just one of the ninety barbarians.

He is one-ninety of that legend."

Vorusk smiled gently as he spoke.

Gruchak had an idea after hearing this.

The barbarian suits represent completely different meanings!

The wasteland suit, Fury of the Wasteland, represents the origin of the barbarians, the original Bul-Kathos!

The Call of the Immortal King represents the glory of King Volusk!

Leko's legendary suit represents the supreme leader who brings victory!

The Earth Power represents the barbarian's barbaric belief! Pure power superstition!

And the ninety barbarian suits, that is the simplest power of unity!

Origin, glory, leader, belief, and the masses!

This is the performance of the Barbarian Legendary Set!

As for Andakurgas, he is also a trump card, but before the trump card is revealed, he is just Andakurgas.

Ninety Barbarians do not represent all of a legendary barbarian, but ninety indestructible legendary barbarians!

And the Ninety Barbarian Set is not a single set, but a whole!

This is the biggest trump card hidden in the hands of the Barbarians!

Even if their individual combat power is not as good as that of Gruchak and Reko, they are only a little bit behind!

This power will of course be displayed when needed, but that is the final charge for victory! Or it is the final charge launched in the despair of failure!

It is not yet time to use that power!