Chapter 1149 A Strange Atmosphere Like a Casual Chat

"I think you might be able to keep this guy in the Burning Hell for a while."

Imprius spoke.

As he spoke, he raised his head and took a deep sip of strong alcohol. The years of living as a human allowed Imprius to at least learn how to drink alcohol.

Although this is not something worth bragging about.

"Staying here gives Barr a headache? He doesn't seem like he intends to let another demon come out of the Burning Hell.

Especially this kind of guy who has a deep hatred for Baal and you. "

Bulcaisuo took the time to glance at the resentful Cytorak on the ground and said.

"I'm not a sharing guy, but this guy doesn't seem to be as bad as you think."

Barr bared his teeth and seemed to be in a good mood.

Even at this time, he still didn't figure out what flaws existed in the Archangel, but he had already determined this.

As long as he spends some time, Barr will eventually be able to figure this out.

"It's actually terrible, especially for an archangel."

Rasma shook her head.

For the first time, Rasma felt tired from the bottom of her heart about the matter between the archangel and the demon.

The feeling was really unpleasant, and even caused him to fall into a strange confusion.

"Rasma, you better shut up, there is no room for you to speak now."

Tyrell said unkindly.

Rasma is worried about how to face angels and demons, and the archangels are also worried about how to deal with Rasma.

Even at this time, Tyrell felt a little regretful, regretting that he had not used this opportunity to directly make Rathma disappear completely.

The fewer troublemakers the better, and Tyrael fully recognized this.

"Archangel, you no longer have the qualifications to be superior when facing the Nephalem.

I don't want to spend time stressing this to you! "

Bulcaisel roared.

Tyrell could only spread his hands and give in. They could be killed, but it would take some time to adjust to his past attitude towards others.

This is what the Archangels urgently need to change!

However, Prius didn't seem to care. He had just adapted to the way of life as a human being.

This change only made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

"The strong men in this world should have realized that something is wrong, and you will face even more pressure in the coming days.

I even have some thoughts of taking pleasure in it. After all, there are never many opportunities to see you in distress. "

Impris said, raising the wine jar in his hand to greet Bulcasso.

He smiled slightly, like a bad friend.

"You have to buy me a drink later, using your meager salary."

Bulcaisel smiled.

Friends are different after all.

“It’s easy to say, I just hope I don’t get kicked out of my house by Oriel when I go home with empty pockets.

I have to say it's a good thing that Auriel and I's baby doesn't need to be born in a human hospital.

The cost of medical care in this country is outrageous, but luckily none of us get sick. "

Because Prius was joking, he didn't really care about his position as an archangel at this time.

Perhaps "living" as a human made him cheerful.

"Auriel is temporarily a guest at my house, and you can enjoy a rare free weekend.

But you'd better be rich. "

Bulcaisel waved his hand and ended the conversation.

Tyrell's expression on one side was already a little strange.

As an archangel who also transformed into a human being, Tyrell has no such equal friends around him.

Although he had good interpersonal relationships at the time, no one would joke with him like this.

Even Tyrael at the time was not quite able to understand human jokes.

"It doesn't sound like the Prius is under confinement?"

Tyrell asked.

"No, he's monitored a little more closely because I'm monitoring him personally."

Bulcaisel answered Tyrell's question angrily.

Rasma knew that Bulcaisso would of course monitor every move of the Archangel of Courage, but this did not prevent him from entertaining his friend Imprius.

This kind of treatment is indeed unattainable for Tyrell.

Rasma was not sure whether Tyrell would have any thoughts about this.

All the archangels are strange.

"Okay, I agree with the results you gave.

So now is it time for us to go to higher heaven? "

Tyrell's tone was a little helpless.

He knew what Bulqueso meant, but his understanding was indeed not very profound.

It was as if he knew humans needed to blink, but didn't understand what blinking felt like until he blinked himself.

"It will take a while, I don't want to see Malthael again now.

I didn't restrain my strength when I beat him before. I beat him twice in such a short period of time, and I was afraid that he would die. "

Bulcaisel said to Tyrael in a warning tone.

The current archangel is not a guy who will never die no matter how injured he is.

Although what he said also made Barr finally know what happened to the archangels.

“Good news, but also bad news.

It seems like we won't meet again for a long time.

You will definitely avoid me, and it will not be easy for other demons to kill the archangel. "

Bal-Sin said with a gloating look.

He even took a few steps back to prevent Bul-Kathos from thinking that he would attack an archangel at this time.

Although he really had such an intention, he would not act rashly before Bul-Kathos relaxed.

Although he was still in the state that was not classified as life, it was not pleasant to be beaten.

"That's right, we need to avoid the demons for a long time.

But I don't think this change is forever. There is a beginning and an end.

We will find a way to contact this state as long as there is time."

Tyrael said faintly.

He would not show weakness to a demon, and his words were not just bluffing.

"I'll wait, but you'd better hurry up.

If Bul-Kathos completes his great feat that looks like a dream, then everything will be meaningless."

Baal emphasized.

It is not uncommon for him to slightly discredit Nephalem in the conversation.

Even this is not so deliberate.

It is almost a common problem for these guys who can't see the end to their words to have a few nails.

No one knows whether the nails they planted will work at some point.

"You don't need to remind the archangels that they will not be my eternal helpers.

Baal, the image of you that I most want to see is a corpse.

At least the corpse will not chatter."

Bul-Katho's tone was a bit threatening, and Baal turned his head and did not comment on it.

"It seems that something seems to be happening in the high-level heaven, and you know it?"

Inprius asked.

Bul-Katho's request to them is clear enough, and they can't return to the high-level heaven for the time being.

"Yes, the authority of justice has made a choice again, I know.

But I don't intend to intervene. Johanna was the first to send me a message after she regained her freedom.

If she hadn't said that she planned to get back the place herself, Tyrael would probably be lying on the ground now."

Bul-Katho said expressionlessly.

Among the archangels who besieged Johanna at that time, there was a guy named Tyrael.

No victim will forget such a thing.

"I have to do this, and I will not avoid the consequences."

Tyrael looked like he was smiling bitterly, but his tone was very calm.

The tone and expression of these guys are always a little inconsistent.

"Who did the authority of justice choose?"

Inprius asked.

"Maybe it was Aidan. I am very hesitant about this.

After all, there are still some things that are hard to explain about Aidan's existence. Tyrael, did you really not do anything to Aidan?"

Bul-Katho asked as if chatting.

It is not without precedent that the archangels did something in advance.

"It depends on how you view the matter of doing something.

Aidan's return contains a lot of power from the High Heaven.

Even if you let him become a Nephalem again, I can't guarantee whether his heart will be affected by the High Heaven."

Tyrael stated slowly.

The current stage is just a simple chat, at least they can only chat until the results come from the High Heaven.

...

In the high-level heaven, Johanna and Leoric had not waited for Aidan to come out of the door.

But they waited for Malthael's return.

Although the archangels could be killed, they recovered from their injuries as quickly as before.

Malthael has not yet returned to his peak. He was injured by Bul-Kathos.

But facing the battle in his current state is not a problem. Johanna and Leoric are not his opponents.

"I hope you don't act like you want to fight me to death.

Although the Skeleton King is not the only one who will not be killed here, you can't completely solve me for the time being."

Malthael's expression was a little helpless.

This is a very normal thing.

After all, when an archangel returns home and finds that there are a few more guests at home, it is certainly not easy for him to drive them away directly.

Especially these guests are not so easy to expel. After all, the High Heaven is not the home of an Archangel like Malsail...

"That's not necessarily true. After seeing you, I realized that I seemed to have missed the opportunity to completely destroy an Archangel.

Do you think I would use my life to exchange for the demise of Archangel Malsail?"

Johanna looked at Malsail and said with undisguised hostility.

The Archangel is already a being that can be killed. This situation is the best opportunity in tens of millions of years.

There is only one demon god still active in the Burning Hell. The Nephalem seems to have the power to face the Burning Hell with only one demon god.

With such an opportunity in front of him, it is really hard for a Nephalem not to be tempted.

"I hope you can calm down. Destroying the Archangel does not mean destroying the High Heaven.

Letting all the demon gods die does not mean that the Burning Hell can be completely a thing of the past.

Although we have been the only one for a long time, this is just our own feeling.

Perhaps after our will completely becomes a thing of the past, a new Archangel's will will be bred?"

Masail said like a scholar discussing a problem.

Johanna only took a defensive posture and did not take the initiative to attack.

When you meet an enemy, you must fight even if you know you can't win. This is a kind of backbone!

But it is somewhat reckless to attack someone whose position is not clear yet.

The attitude of the archangels towards the Nephalem is always wavering. The only thing that can be confirmed is that they must be hostile to the Burning Hell.

This complex relationship makes the attitude of the Nephalem towards the angels also varied.

"So why did you come here?

Don't say you are just curious. How can the Archangel of Wisdom have such a superficial reason for doing things?"

Leoric's cold voice made people uncomfortable.

Malsail was choked by Leoric's words and did not speak for a long time.

"What makes you have such expectations of me? When you go home alone and find a guest, shouldn't you go to see the guest's situation?

Even if the person who came to your house is a robber, if the owner has enough strength, he will come to see it, right?

This reason should not be considered superficial."

Malsail looked a little distressed.

Leoric definitely fits the image of a "bad guest", not only is his appearance fierce enough.

His breath and behavior are also rough enough.

"And your arrival does not seem to alarm other angels. Did Inarius provide help?

This is not good news, and it is even terrible for me."

Inarius bared his teeth and made a grimace, which made him less arrogant.

But this performance made Johanna nervous again.

"Masail, you are the most dangerous among the archangels!"

Johanna even turned on her law halo when she spoke.

There were holy patterns on the ground that kept flashing with Johanna's long breath.

"Don't make it tense. In fact, I am not the most dangerous among the archangels.

I just firmly walk on the path I have chosen.

Destroying all the Nephalem is just the way to destroy all the demons.

At that time, my Soul Reaper Corps made the demons in Sanctuary almost disappear."

Malsail said.

This is true, but in the eyes of the Nephalem, there is no difference between the Soul Reaper Corps and the demons.

They all end human life, and their methods are quite cruel.

If there is a difference, it is probably that the scene when the Soul Reaper Corps kills is not so bloody.

"I am a little curious, if you were to make an evaluation, who is the most dangerous among the archangels?

Tyrael? Or Isreal, who has killed many Nephalem?"

A rare red light flashed in Leoric's eyes.

Usually, the flames in his eyes are all blue.

"What do you think if I say it's Auriel?

Even Imprus is dangerous.

Let's put it this way, after you lose all hope, you are left with despair.

After losing all courage, you are left with fear.

Aren't these two enough to make you afraid?"

Malthael's tone was like a joke, but what he said was indeed scary enough.

"We have lost all our wisdom and are now only stupid.

But it seems that we are not unable to act? At least we still have instincts.

After losing justice, the existing system will also collapse.

But these seem to be still within the controllable range?"

Leoric continued to speak along with Malthael's words, but more for ridicule.

When facing Malthael, it is difficult for the Nephalem to show goodwill.

This guy almost made the Nephalem a thing of the past.