$290 The Gift of the Time Lord (11,000-Word Chapter)

"Regrets? Bul-Kathos?"

Dracula appeared at Bul-Kathos's position, with a strong malicious look on his face.

"What regrets? Regrets for not pulling off Mephisto's dog head?"

Bul-Kathos hung the weapon in his hand on his waist and turned to look at Dracula in front of him.

Even though it was the first time he saw Dracula, Bul-Kathos didn't mean to treat him specially.

Although Dracula exuded hatred, there was no trace of his own sin in him.

This was very rare, perhaps he hadn't had time to do evil.

The vampire Akado killed countless people, five hundred years ago to protect the country and subjects, and decades ago for revenge.

The sins of this guy were all left over from the lives he absorbed, and had nothing to do with Akado.

What's more, the person in front of him was already Dracula.

Although Bul-Kathos knew that this guy was likely to go on the road of sin, he still faced Dracula calmly.

He couldn't do such a thing as taking the other person's current life for the sins he might commit in the future.

Even Isreal couldn't do such a thing.

"It's a pity that you didn't master the time after all. At this moment, I am truly invincible. Death has no way to deal with me."

The expression on Dracula's face seemed to be expecting something, and his pale face looked at Bulkaiso in front of him.

This was the first time the two met in this state, but when they talked, they were like old friends.

"Tsk, worthless nonsense. Are you looking for death?"

Bulkaiso looked at Dracula in front of him with contempt, and casually took out a bottle of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth.

Although he didn't plan to fight Dracula here, it was normal to threaten him.

"If possible, I would like to try."

Dracula stretched out a hand, and a black light was trembling on his palm.

"I made a deal with Mephisto in exchange for his concession and some power. But I didn't promise him not to tell you his location, so I came."

Dracula's eyes flashed with hatred. To him, Mephisto was not a benefactor, but just a little better than his enemy.

"You want me to take care of that little girl? What do you have in exchange? Mephisto's news is not worth this condition."

"Fair? I understand. I can guarantee that I will not appear in front of you and get rid of those annoying angels for you."

Dracula's tone was a little erratic.

Intergula was his last bit of attachment, which was a legacy of humanity.

When he interacted with Mephisto, he saw some of each other's experiences.

So he was worried that the devil of hell would choose to use the only existence he could still cherish as a threat.

Although Mephisto was not sure whether Dracula would still miss Intergula, he was the kind of guy who was willing to try all things that brought sin.

Unfortunately, this was Dracula's only chance to turn back into Akado, his only hope.

Dracula was unwilling to gamble whether this weakness would be mastered by Mephisto.

Madness is ultimately an appearance, but it is only a manifestation of concealing purpose or burying disappointment.

Dracula's body flickered as he said this, and he could disappear from this place at any time.

"You don't want to face me in battle."

Bulkaso took out a bottle of his precious wine and handed it to the vampire in front of him.

Dracula broke off the bottle mouth without any elegance, and then poured it into his mouth. Although his mouth was busy, he still made a sound:

"I remember you all drank like this. It's a pity that you have a broken soul, but is your soul in that stone?"

Dracula's words made Bulkaso frown. This sentence didn't seem to be as simple as it sounded, and there was a hint of threat.

"If you want to see that half, you can go in and take a look."

Bulkaso casually tapped his forehead, and the dark soul stone emitted a reddish-brown light.

"It's so boring. I think I'll have some good playmates to entertain myself in the next few days."

Dracula was shot in the head as he spoke, and then he disappeared in front of Bulkaiso.

The fair deal between him and Bulkaiso has been completed. Mephisto was still in the world not long ago, but he has completely lost his power, and only his consciousness is still clear.

Not far away, Frank's figure exuding the breath of death has appeared not far away, holding the gun that keeps changing in the thick fog.

Bulkaiso casually slapped the bullet that passed through Dracula to the ground like slapping a fly, and glanced at Frank.

"Servant of death? It doesn't look much different from those soul-stealers. Frank, do you still have your own consciousness?"

When Bulkaiso spoke, one hand pressed on the handle of the Merciless, as if he was hesitating.

"Kill that guy, and death will send my wife and daughter back."

The power of death in Frank expanded a circle, which made Bulkaiso a little dissatisfied.

“Since you still have your own will, it’s best not to be tainted by any sin. I can tolerate the Soul Taker appearing before my eyes, but I cannot tolerate the sinful guys’ wanton actions!”

Burkaiso's voice was loud, and the wings of courage flashed behind him. The powerful momentum pressed on Frank's body, and the power from death was directly squeezed back into Frank's body.

In just a moment, Frank turned back to his original human appearance, leaving only the black ring on his hand flashing as if in fear.

"I made a deal with death, but I am still me."

Frank was a little out of breath. The first time he used the power of death was a heavy burden on his body.

"You still have a son, so you'd better be careful before you do anything."

Bulkaiso took back his hand that was pressing on Wumin, and touched the tattoo that was transformed into rules on his chest.

"Let this all end, I've had enough of this place."

Frank sat directly on the ground, stroking the ring of death.

"Then let the guy with a higher standard finish his farewell and watch the person he once let down be beheaded unwillingly."

Bulkaiso scratched his beard and said in a somewhat fucking tone.

The choice of sacrificing others for the so-called righteousness is really disgusting, but he has no way to change it.

This is what makes Bul-Kathos angry and a little guilty.

Although the person who was sacrificed died, it was not unjust.

Bul-Kathos understood these things when he heard the name of the Sword of the King.

Doctor Who would do this, that is what he should experience, only in this way can the unfortunate time crack be ended.

When that moment happened, the three ancestors completed the cleansing of the demons in that world.

So Bul-Kathos was waiting.

"I hate these messed up rules. Isn't it better to just chop them when you encounter trouble!"

Bul-Kathos muttered vaguely, expressing his dissatisfaction with Merlin and other guys who know the future.

Just like he never showed a good face to Isreal in the high-level heaven.

As he said this, Bul-Kathos's face became serious. The three ancestors had sent back news that the demonized Daleks had been solved.

"It seems that Doctor Who is about to make a choice."

Bulkaso left after saying this. He didn't intend to get involved in the following events.

Anyway, those who are supposed to die will die, so there is no need to worry about it.

The Doctor Who was full of kindness, not like an executioner who destroyed many lives.

This was a little surprising when he saw Doctor Who.

…

At this time in St. Paul's Cathedral, the people present were looking at the pepper pot in front of them who was trying to communicate and looked at each other in bewilderment.

This Dalek attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.

This guy didn't show any signs of demonization, so he used the energy shield to block Odin's casual attack with the Great God's Spear.

Then everyone saw this yellow pepper pot with battle scars all over his body.

"I am in pain! Dalek is in pain!"

The words of this Dalek made Doctor Who lose his composure.

If it is acceptable for a Cyberman to seek help, then the words of this Dalek in front of him are enough to make him lose his mind.

"You will never learn to be merciful. You should not exist in this world if you kill for the purpose!"

Doctor Who pushed the people around him away, strode forward and roared at the Dalek.

The Dalek race is one of the culprits who caused the "destruction" of Doctor Who and his home planet Curry Fury.

The real culprit is himself.

The two sides of the Time War, the Time Lords and the Dalek.

The Time War can refer to at least two conflicts in time spans.

The first time war refers to the warring parties belonging to different time processes, which may be more than hundreds or thousands of years apart.

The second time war refers to time itself being used as a weapon, such as preemptive attacks, time loops, time paradoxes, and reversing the course of history.

And what Doctor Who called "the last great time war" refers to the latter.

The two races that stood on the world launched a horrific battle, and various weapons formed by time were used by both sides. That kind of battle will eventually involve the entire world and then destroy it.

The last life of the Doctor Who was "War" who abandoned the name of "Doctor", and now he still feels heavy guilt for all that.

"War", who took up weapons at all costs and ended the war in the most effective way, is the biggest executioner in the universe.

At least he thought so at this time.

"I feel cold."

The somewhat chaotic voice of the Dalek sounded here. The remains of the Cybermen and the bodies of the demonized Dalek were everywhere in this place.

Hellboy on the ground still held the half of the Sword in the Stone in his hand, but at this time he had raised his head and looked at everything in front of him.

"I just want to know, if I loosen the handle of the Sword in the Stone, can the passage to hell be closed?"

Hellboy looked at the passages blocked by the Holy Flame, holding the Sword in the Stone and said with an ugly face.

When he spoke, his eyes were on the Ancient One, and the crown of flames on his head was still flickering.

"He's afraid!"

Ross Tyler walked forward a few steps and carefully stretched out his hand to the Dalek.

She placed her palms on Dalek's body and gently wiped the Dalek who was covered with traces of war.

Ross Tyler is undeniably kind, which is my favorite thing about Doctor Who.

But there's something wrong with the purpose she gives goodness.

"Ross, come back! It doesn't know the slightest kindness!"

Doctor Who took out the only offensive tool on his body and pointed it at the Dalek. The sonic screwdriver was not born as a weapon in the first place.

"I'm the last Dalek!"

The Dalek said with some difficulty:

"Give me an order! Give me an order!"

"He is no longer a threat!"

Ross stood firmly in front of Doctor Who.

Others couldn't understand the conflict between the two men at all.

After all, except for Johnny Blaze, who was still in a coma, none of the people present were kind-hearted fools.

The Cybermen and Daleks have already demonstrated their threat.

In other words, in a series of shocks, everyone present realized that they were not qualified to join this discussion.

"Dalics shouldn't exist."

Doctor Who still adheres to his original idea. He is still in a rage and will not show mercy to a Dalek.

He took a few steps forward so that there was no longer an obstacle between himself and Dalek. He smoothly pulled Rose behind him, allowing him to face the Dalek alone.

"Great space junk! How does it feel!"

Angry words spewed out of Doctor Who's mouth, venting his emotions like a spray gun.

"Back off!"

Dalek stepped back with some fear in his electronic voice, and beyond that was the time and space rift.

"Why are you retreating?! What can you do to me!?"

Doctor Who chased after him and stood in front of Dalek. Looking at the scarred body, Doctor Who's emotions gradually reached the edge of losing control.

The last war he experienced made him make the most difficult choice, and the pain eroded his heart all the time.

Doctor Who will be reborn when his life comes to an end.

He is still him, but he is no longer him either.

The reborn Doctor Who will have completely different hobbies, like completely different things, and may become extremely disgusted with the food he originally loved.

Even though he still has all the memories of his past.

But it's not the same person after all.

"If you can't kill anymore, what else will you do? Dalek? What's the point of living for you?"

Doctor Who surrounded the Dalek in front of him, maintaining the bottom line of caution.

He silently observed this Dalek, finally awakening a little bit of reason from the complete rage and began to think.

"You are nothing, what are you doing here?"

"I'm...waiting for orders!"

"What does this mean?"

"I am a soldier and I am born to obey orders."

Dalek's tone should have been firm and unswerving, and they would not have had the emotion of doubt.

But this is the only Dalek who has maintained his self despite the corruption of the Hell Demon, and it is also the last Dalek.

He no longer has a group, he exists alone.

"But you won't get the order, and you never will."

"I demand an order!" Dalek's voice became urgent, and everyone could hear his fear.

"There will be no more orders! Your race is extinct! Burnt to ashes! All of you, all 10 million ships burned down! The entire Dalek race was wiped out in the blink of an eye!"

Doctor Who said loudly.

In his memory, his home planet also disappeared under the final weapon just like the Daleks.

That was the choice "he" made.

"I saw it with my own eyes, and I made it happen with my own hands."

Doctor Who said with pain and hatred for the Daleks, his expression became distorted at this time.

"Did you destroy us?"

The Dalek recalled in his mind that his kindred had transformed into those waving tentacles of flesh and blood in an instant, and then he became afraid.

The object of his fear was Azmodan, who had corrupted his people in just an instant, not Doctor Who in front of him.

He existed at some point in the past and came to Doctor Who through this rift.

And the fear of the devil of hell was transferred to the angry man in front of him because of Doctor Who's words.

Doctor Who seemed struck by the question.

In any case, he deprived both groups of the chance to continue to exist.

One of them is his "kindred spirit".

"I have no choice."

For the first time, Doctor Who's tone becomes softer and more painful in the Daleks' dialogue.

"What about the Time Lords?"

the Dalek asked.

In his memory, he was only in a confrontation with the Time Lord and the Curry Fury Planet.

The Dalek was corrupted into a demon by the Lord of Hell, but what about the Time Lords?

He didn't know that Azmodan only had time to corrupt the Daleks, a race full of rage and destruction, before he was captured by the Ring of Elkatan.

Those Time Lords were currently entertaining the three barbarian ancestors and preparing gifts by the way.

His question gave Doctor Who pause.

Finally, he said lightly: "They are all dead too."

After a brief hesitation, he continued.

"Dead with you. The last great war of time is over. All have lost."

Doctor Who's words were flat and full of fascination, but there was no trace of regret in them.

He didn't regret what he did, but it didn't stop him from suffering.

"Only cowards survived."

Dalek said in an electronic voice.

No one else present said a word about it.

They can all feel this pain. Although they may not empathize with it, they can understand it.

It should be painful to understand that feeling like "the last human being in the world".

"I got your little signal, 'I'm cold,' poor little thing."

Doctor Who said in a pitiful tone, his expression turning back to cold before losing control.

"But no one will come because no one survives!"

"I'm the only one left in the universe?"

"Yes."

Doctor Who's last "yes" was filled with pity. Perhaps at this time, he was facing a being who had "the same problem" as him. That kind of luck made him feel relieved.

"You too. We're the same."

Dalek said this and started imagining in his mind.

They originally did not have this ability.

In the Dalek's imagination, the battle continued between the demonized Dalek and the demonic Time Lord.

Tentacles fly across the universe, fighting each other.

Two highly civilized races entangled in the most primitive manner and then died.

This Dalek escaped the corruption of the Lord of Hell because he was a "coward".

He didn't see the barbarians appear in that world, nor did he see the Ring of Ekatan broken apart by Bul-Katho.

Little did he know that Azmodan, who had caused the Dalek tragedy, was already accompanying Andariel in the Dark Soul Stone.

"We're different, I'm not... no, wait."

Doctor Who was angry, then relieved. In this short sentence.

"Maybe we are the same. What you said makes sense, and you are right. I know what to do, I know what to do. I know how to deal with you."

Doctor Who moved back lightly, completely ignoring Ross Taylor's strange expression when he looked at him.

Doctor Who behaves like a madman, or in his past rebirth, the philosophical proposition that I am not myself has turned this child of time into a madman.

It's just that he still has sense and can think.

Just like that crazy philosopher.

"wipe out!"

A cruel smile appeared on Doctor Who's lips.

He casually picked up a Cyberman arm and pointed it with a sonic screwdriver.

Then he put this arm on the Dalek in front of him, pulled Ross Taylor who was beside him, and the two of them moved away from the Dalek together.

Lightning flashes!

This is not unfamiliar to Daleks at all.

The electricity unleashed by the Cybermen is one of their most common weapons.

If the Dalek were intact, this electric current wouldn't be considered harmful at all.

But he is just a war survivor whose energy is almost exhausted and covered with scars.

"Ahhh~ show mercy!"

Dalek's electronic voice trembled and shouted.

That sound is not caused by mechanical equipment, but the body of this group of people paralyzed in the pepper pot can only make such a sound.

The pepper shaker lost its ability to protect his frail body, and Dalek was screaming in pain.

"Man, if you want to kill him, I can lend you a gun."

Tony couldn't bear to see Doctor Who's behavior. He casually took a pistol from Demio's hand and spoke to Doctor Who.

"Why, you have no mercy!"

Doctor Who roared, completely ignoring Tony's words.

He used the sonic screwdriver in his hand to activate all the power in the Cyberman's arm, and the lightning became even brighter.

"Help!"

Dalek started calling for help, and Constantine threw a strange small stone with green light, knocking off the Cyberman's arm.

Daimio and Tony clamped Doctor Who's arms on the left and right.

Facing the cruel approach, neither of them could look at it.

Constantine's actions were the compassion that suddenly arose in his heart, and the cowardice in his intact soul turned into kindness.

He saved the Daleks from crisis.

"Why? Why do you treat him like this."

Constantine stopped Rose, who was about to step forward to comfort Dalek, and asked Doctor Who.

Ancient One and Odin still watched all this happen without saying a word.

Merlin and Agamotto had already delivered the message, and they would do no more.

All it would take is Doctor Who himself witnessing something happen.

Everything at this time no longer has value to them.

So they ignored everything in front of them and let it go.

"The Daleks are the most dangerous race in the universe, you should kill them!"

Doctor Who roared crazily, and Demio locked Doctor Who's neck directly from behind.

Then Tony silently took a few steps forward and stood in front of Dalek.

Curiosity is the most valuable quality of every scientist, and Tony is one of the best.

"What kind of existence are you? Can those Cybermen fear you or you?"

Tony looked at the pepper shaker in front of him, and the energy source in his chest was flashing.

Dalek raised his arm like a toilet spatula and faced Tony in front of him.

"Leave him quickly, he is dangerous!"

"Yes, his situation is very dangerous, you almost killed him just now!"

Rose lost his temper at Doctor Who, while Nivi watched silently.

The Blood Queen felt that everything was about to subside, so she was not far from death.

She was waiting, waiting for the doctor to make a painful decision.

Neve thought that she was going to end in Doctor Who's chest.

That embrace was the only place where she felt warmth besides her mother's embrace.

The Blood Queen silently made the final arrangements for her end.

"What are you going to do? Use the toilet bowl to suck me to death?"

Tony said casually, then put his hand on the top of Dalek's head and rubbed it.

Although his words were not very nice and were sarcastic, he was well-intentioned.

The sound of the metal was a little harsh.

"The Daleks need energy!"

Dalek pressed his arm on Tony's chest. There was the most powerful energy source in the vicinity, which Dalek could understand.

And Tony's armor can connect to the Internet, so he needs to search for time traveler information.

This way he can try to get news about other Daleks.

He needs orders.

The moment Dalek came into contact with Tony, the energy in the reactor on his chest drained away as quickly as opening a floodgate to release water.

"Jarvis!"

Tony hurriedly called Jarvis, but received no response.

Daleks' technological level is not comparable to Earth's technology at all.

Even though Jarvis is considered a good AI, Tony's technology seems to be completely defenseless in front of the Daleks.

In an instant, everything the Daleks had to do was over.

He didn't take away all of Tony's energy, just enough to activate the energy shield.

After what he had experienced before, he first wanted to protect himself.

All the information that can be obtained on the Internet has also been obtained, and it remains in his body like a pepper shaker.

Correspondingly, Tony was not harmed other than frightened.

"Did you find it?"

Doctor Who said with a creepy smile, he was pretty sure the Dalek wouldn't find anything.

When the Dalek absorbed energy, he realized that this Dalek was different, so he was not worried about Tony's safety.

"Weeping Angels! Silence! Why nothing! Why nothing!"

Dalek roared loudly. He couldn't find any information about Dalek.

"Where do I get my orders from?"

"You are just a soldier without a command." Doctor Who's eyes flickered. From the two names spoken by Dalek, he already understood what this time rift had brought to the world.

But beings like the Weeping Angels did not pursue him, the Time Lord, immediately, which made Doctor Who understand that there is a power in this world to fight against the Weeping Angels.

Because the power of time is so powerful, Time Lords will always be the first targets chosen by the Weeping Angels.

But that's not the case now.

"Then I will follow the first order. Daleks were born to destroy and conquer!"

"Why? Don't you understand? It's all gone! Your tribe, what you insist on."

Doctor Who said this, then broke free from Demio's control and walked over.

Constantine dragged Tony out with a stone in his hand.

Tony was unharmed but slightly frightened.

"Then what should I do?"

"Well, if you want orders, follow this."

Doctor Who looked at the Dalek in front of him and said a little hastily.

He wanted to deal with the Daleks, and then deal with the space-time rift.

Even though he knew that what he was about to face would cause him pain.

"Kill yourself."

Doctor Who said this, and Nivi's body trembled violently.

She knew that Doctor Who didn't just say these words to Dalek, but also to her.

Nivi glanced at the King's Sword that was stuck on the ground, her expression filled with sadness and relief.

She'll have to wait a while before she does that, she hasn't had a proper farewell to Doctor Who yet.

"The Daleks must live!"

Dalek roared loudly, his words causing everyone except the Ancient One and Odin to pay attention.

It is an instinct for life to strive for survival, whether it is Constantine, a scumbag, or Hellboy, a half-demon and half-human.

"The Daleks have failed. Why don't you just let the Daleks become extinct! Why don't you die to give the universe a clean place?"

Doctor Who once again lost control of his emotions, and he thought of more.

Doctor Who shook his head in the direction of Neve imperceptibly, and continued to look at the Dalek in front of him.

Rose wanted to question Doctor Who, but Neve grabbed her arm and stuffed her mouth with a ball of magic.

"You could make a good Dalek."

The Dalek said strangely.

Dalek's words did not make Doctor Who understand that there was no difference between his anger and hatred and that of Dalek.

Such a Doctor would be the first to be corrupted when facing the Hell Lord they had seen before.

"I've had enough!"

Hellboy stood up from the ground with a roll, his huge body was almost two Daleks tall.

Dalek was extremely powerful, but his height was mediocre. If Dalek was unconscious, he would still look cute.

He walked in front of Dalek with the last half of the Sword in the Stone in his hand.

The flaming crown between his feet was burning.

Hellboy, who had obtained the authority of Zatanos, could now call himself the Lord of Hell.

As his emotions fluctuated, the passage between Hell and the human world began to expand again.

At this time, the Lords of Hell, Mephisto and Satanis, who were trying to repair their bodies in Hell, screamed in despair!

The opening of the Hell passage would make them face those barbarians again. They wanted to completely close the passage, but they couldn't do it at this time.

At this moment, a graceful female figure appeared in front of the two.

"You, are you being beaten up by a group of people? Cytorak?"

Her voice was not very pleasant, as if she had not spoken for a long time.

"Help! Help close the passage to hell!"

Mephisto loudly asked for help from the person in front of him.

"I just came here, but I don't have any power."

The figure said with a smile.

However, at this moment, Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, appeared in hell.

He came to hell with the help of the suddenly expanded passage, and avoided the attention of Imprus and Bul-Kathos.

He held the tip of the half-blade in the stone in his hand, and then inserted it into the body of a little demon, throwing the little demon back to the world.

The power in hell quickly surged into his body, and the body of Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, flew uncontrollably towards Mephisto, the Lord of Hell.

This body was obtained by Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, after he occupied the unlucky clone.

This body means that he can devour the fool with the same name as him!

The devil of hell has come to hell, and there will only be one Mephisto in this world!

The little demon, along with half of the sword in the stone, broke through the ground and appeared in St. Paul's Cathedral. The half of the sword in the stone fell in front of Hellboy.

"Anu En Rama. You can let go of the sword in the stone, which means you have given up the qualification to be king."

Constantine said casually while looking at the sword in the stone in front of him. In his opinion, it is foreseeable that this piece of the sword in the stone will be returned by the demons in hell.

He knew what the barbarians would do in hell last time. The Satan who almost knelt down impressed him deeply.

Then Constantine continued to look at the miserable Dalek who looked like a groundhog.

Hellboy took the sword in the stone in his hand, looked at the tip of the half sword not far away, and then let go of the half in his hand.

Hellboy strode towards Dalek, pulled out the sword of the king left by Bul-Katho, and directly cut off Nivea's head before Doctor Who could react.

Or maybe Doctor Who had already made preparations, but he just didn't expect it to happen at this moment.

After doing all this, Hellboy threw the Sword of Kings at Dalek with force, piercing the poor pepper pot's lower half directly.

He raised his hands and grabbed his horns. After a roar, the flaming crown disappeared along with the broken demon's horns.

"That's good, everything can be over!"

Hellboy handed the horns in his hand to Constantine, which was the gift he promised to give to Constantine.

The horns of the Lord of Hell are much stronger than those of ordinary demons. This is a generous gift, especially for Constantine.

With Hellboy's actions, the passages connecting to Hell on the ground began to heal.

Inprius's Holy Flame rushed towards the silent Anderson the moment the passage was closed.

This was the reward from the Archangel of Courage to his subordinates.

Anderson's actions made him very satisfied, and some insignificant power was the most appropriate reward.

Neve's death freed Rose from her restraints. She rushed directly to the front of the Dalek and observed carefully, her eyes full of pity.

Her kindness was not without bottom line, but obviously Rose Taylor's kindness bottom line was very low.

She was the kind of person who could even say that she forgave others, but her kindness was not false at all.

It's just... it's just too cheap.

She didn't even look at the beheaded Neve. To be honest, Rose was not a very likable person.

Except for Doctor Who, no one present had a personal pain for the Dalek.

Doctor Who caught Neve's head and held it carefully in his arms.

Then he took a last look at the last Dalek.

He just stood there holding Neve's head without saying a word.

"I'm contaminated!"

The Dalek roared loudly.

When facing the posture of Hellboy, he remembered Azmodan who had encountered before.

The emotion of fear appeared in the Dalek's mind.

He shouldn't be afraid.

He shouldn't shrink back.

This Dalek did not hurt the original body at this time, but his will was completely crushed by fear.

The original body of the Dalek existed in the upper half of the pepper pot.

"Doctor, what's the use of your feelings? Watching the person you love die in your arms, what can your feelings do?"

As the sunlight passed through the wreckage and projected onto the wreckage of St. Paul's Cathedral, it projected onto the body of this Dalek.

The Dalek opened his armor, and the change made Ross feel scared, and he hurried back to the side of Doctor Who.

The Dalek released the soft octopus-like original body. The whole body was exposed to the sun.

"Why are we alive..."

Dalek asked, and then he was hit by a stone flashing green light.

The dark green light burst out, and the original body of this Dalek turned into a pool of pus. Only the smelly pepper pot was left in place.

"You don't have to think about these things when you die."

Constantine clapped his hands.

Constantine may not be kind and face everyone with malice.

But he is a hero who will kill the danger at the beginning.

Constantine has seen too many monsters that bewitch people. Although Dalek seems to have no threat, he still decides to send him off himself.

"I thought you would let him finish."

Tony stood up shakily, looking at the empty pepper shaker left in front of him with a strange tone.

"I may have saved you and left you a research target. How much do you think you can get rid of me?"

Constantine smiled and didn't look at the dazed Doctor Who.

He knew that Doctor Who was special, even though he thought it was just a person with mysterious signs that were much better than ordinary people.

But Constantine didn't plan to deal with this person.

He felt a similar breath from Doctor Who, the kind of feeling similar to that of a star of destiny.

What would happen if two "scourges" teamed up? Who could kill the other?

Constantine decided that it was unnecessary, and not dealing with him was the best way.

The sound of the engine came from mid-air, and the blue police booth appeared in this place again.

Doctor Who looked up at the TARDIS that belonged to him, and then walked over with Nivea's head in his arms.

A girl who died in front of him and loved him madly became a crazy wizard. This is already a tragic template.

Leaving here with this head will not change anything. The next step is to complete the repair of the space-time rift with the help of the TARDIS.

As for the Weeping Angels and Silence, Doctor Who thinks that the people in this world are enough to face them.

The people in this world have shown the use of time, so it is not difficult to deal with the Weeping Angels.

Especially when the space-time rift disappears, the Weeping Angels will chase the next space-time rift and leave.

"Let's go Ross."

Doctor Who glanced at Constantine, then turned around silently and boarded the TARDIS.

As the engine sounded, Doctor Who left this world.

At the other end, another TARDIS appeared.

Bulkaso looked at the box in front of him with a strange expression.

This was not driven by the Time Lord to this world, but moved here by three ancestors after opening a portal.

"Hey! Bul-Kathos, come and see what we brought back! That's a gift from the people on the planet called Curry or something!"

Cassius walked in front of Bul-Kathos, yelling loudly, snatching half a bottle of liquor from Bul-Kathos's hand and drinking it.

Maddock sat on the ground cursing and quarreled with Kolik.

"Is this the rule?"

Bul-Kathos walked to the front of the TARDIS with deep thought and stretched out his hand. He felt a familiar feeling from the box.

It was like the legendary power of the Yin Sword was stimulated.

Then the TARDIS turned into a golden halo and rushed into Bul-Kathos' body, turning into a clock-shaped tattoo at his heart.

The gift given to Bul-Kathos by the Time Lord, a fragment of the time rule.

They call this the Heart of the TARDIS.

Although it cannot be fully mastered like the Devouring Rule, even the passive effect can make Burkeso ignore the damage of the time ability.

This may be understood as full resistance.

"Those guys are so cool! Can you believe that someone can travel through the long river of time? If I have this ability, I will definitely go back to when I was alive and beat myself up once, so that he won't beat Orlongus violently!"

Cassius excitedly talked about his experience.

On the other side, the space-time rift completely disappeared.

"Madoc, your heir is in trouble, do you want to take a look?"

Bulkeso said casually.

These ancestors rarely show their physical bodies, so let them find something to do.

"What did that idiot Luke do again?"

"It seems that he had a fight with a vampire. Demons should die, but what category is a vampire?"

Bulkeso remembered Dracula, whom he had just met before, and it was a little difficult to distinguish.

But it was all over.

Next time I see the King of Hell, I won’t be able to find the real bodies of those guys as easily as this time.

As for worldly affairs, that was not his concern.

Someone would take care of it all, and he was ready to welcome more people seeking power.

It happened that Imprus came, and Burkaso remembered that Imprus seemed to have the training method of the Crusaders.