$269 I Don't Even Know Where the End of the Universe Is

"I didn't expect it to be so lively here?"

Gu Yi's voice was a little surprised.

Previously, she was confronting two hell monarchs. Although there was not a fierce battle, the confrontation was still a very labor-intensive matter.

After all, the Lord of Hell has never been a fuel-efficient lamp.

"It seems like this is the source of everything?"

After Gu Yi spoke, he glanced at the doctor who was in a panic.

The doctor, who was holding Nivi in ​​his arms, was in a very embarrassed state.

How could the doctor calmly face a "girl" with whom he had missed an appointment?

Although this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing.

"Hello, just call me doctor."

Doctor Who's tone was slightly embarrassing, but overall there was nothing wrong with it.

"Doctor? This title reminds me of a lot of people."

Gu Yi was a little surprised.

After all, there will be many "Doctors" in the near future, such as Doctor Strange, Doctor Doom, Doctor Voodoo...

It seems that no one who can be called "Doctor" in this world is easy to deal with.

Even Tony Stark, who is struggling to get up now, is a doctor. Maybe he can meet Dr. Banner later...

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this."

Bulcaisel interrupted the conversation somewhat roughly, and then took out the King's Sword from his backpack.

No one in the family of the Wise King of Khanduras is a fuel-efficient person. Leoric, the Skeleton King, left a deep impression on Bulcaisuo.

"Now, let Hellboy take this sword and chop off Neve's head."

Bulcasso glanced at Nivi, who was nuzzling in the doctor's arms like a kitten, and spoke with a steady expression.

"Well, I want to ask why you do this?"

When Doctor Who heard these words, he subconsciously tightened his arms. Fortunately, he was not that kind of mindless being and did not yell about it.

The long life and experience allow Doctor Who to face everything calmly most of the time.

Travelers who travel through time will not lose their cool easily.

No matter how difficult the situation is, he can think about how to solve the problem instead of roaring.

"His death is the end determined by time. You should be able to understand what I say."

Gu Yi said with his eyes lowered.

There is no way to clearly state the Ancient One of Time, but as a Time Lord, Doctor Who should be able to understand all this.

"So, I saw her death and approved the ending?"

Doctor Who felt some moisture on his chest, and Nivi carefully wiped the tears on his chest with her face.

"I think we should deal with those guys first."

Constantine said a little panicked, the Cyberman in front of him was about to walk out of the crack.

At this time, he could not continue to listen to this group of people discussing matters about time.

That was too far away for him.

"It's a rare thing, I want to keep one for study."

Bulcasso pushed aside Constantine who was blocking him, and then looked directly at the approaching Cybermen with the Sword of the King.

He is also curious about unknown things.

"It is not difficult to deal with these guys, but if the time rift cannot be completely resolved, no one knows what will appear on the other side."

Doctor Who said his opinion, and then gently patted Neve's back.

Although Rose had a weird look on her face when he did that.

"Is this thing very strong?"

Bulcaisel directly stretched out his hand, grabbed a Cyberman's head through the time rift, and lifted the guy out.

He moved a little too fast, and even Doctor Who didn't have time to stop him.

The existence of a time rift is dangerous in itself, and the flow rate of time on both sides cannot be defined at all.

But Bulcaisel acted as if nothing happened, and easily withdrew his arm, as well as the somewhat dazed Cyberman.

"I would like to ask, are you able to ignore the influence of time?"

Doctor Who asked Bulcasso cautiously. Judging from the speed of the Cybermen's movements, time on that end was flowing much more happily than on this one.

Bulkesso, on the other hand, did not appear to be affected at all.

"How is that possible?"

Bulkatho held the Cyberman in front of him and examined it while responding to Doctor Who's question.

Time works for barbarians, especially for Bulcaisel, a guy who can't ignore the rules at all.

"Then why don't you even feel any discomfort?"

Doctor Who carefully took out his sonic screwdriver from his pocket and pointed at Bulkesso.

He needs to analyze the existence of Bulcaisuo.

"You mean aging?"

Bulcaisel easily broke the shoulder of the Cyberman in his hand, preventing the guy from raising his arm to attack. Then he used the King's Sword to directly pin the arm that was still emitting electric sparks to the ground.

Faced with powerful physical attacks, even Cybermen who can evolve independently have no good solution.

Although they can adjust the structure of the body, the existence of the technological side is more reasonable after all.

Strength is their benchmark, so this group can only silently endure the huge brute force.

"No, the impact of uncoordinated time on the body is very huge, and it is unbearable for life. It's like the blood in your arm will flow at many times the speed, but your heart still maintains the original beating speed, which cannot be without impact."

Speaking of this, Tony on the ground finally stood up and shouted loudly.

"Blood flow rate? What's the problem?"

Bulkeso was a little confused about what Tony meant, and just turned around and broke off the other half of the shoulder of the Cyberman in his hand.

"I don't even know where the end of the universe is, and you tell me this?"

Doctor Who didn't know what to say for a while after hearing Bulkeso's answer.

"Then let me put it another way. What is the average lifespan of your group?"

The question of lifespan is just to satisfy curiosity.

Who knows how long the lifespan of Nephalem can reach.

"About five or six hundred years on average? Anyway, my friends all died at about this age."

Bulkeso didn't know the average lifespan of Nephalem, he just took a simple sample.

This sample is the three fools who died in battle together.

"So, how old are you?"

Damio finally found a place to interrupt, and he could understand this conversation.

"More than five hundred and sixty? About this age, right? Why are you asking this?"

Bul-Katho casually strangled the Cyberman's neck, because the guy seemed to be planning to attack with some high-tech weapons, and his chest was flashing like a light bulb.

"How long can a barbarian live?"

Jessica covered her mouth and shouted in surprise.

A long life is something worth pursuing for every ordinary human being.

"How should I know? Anyway, I haven't seen a barbarian who died of old age."

Bul-Katho finally got tired of the topic. In his mind, Andariel was laughing like a fool.

It was as if she had seen something worth being happy about.