$319 Lizzie Salman (10,000-Word Chapter)
At this time, SHIELD is going through something not so good.
A superpowered woman whose name cannot be forgotten is now knocking on the door.
Liz Sherman!
The only survivor of BPRD besides Hellboy who is preparing for surgery.
It's not that she is so powerful that she can survive Johnny Blaze who has become a soul eater, but because this woman covered in flames does not work in BPRD most of the time.
Liz Sherman, who comes from an ordinary background, is a superpowered person. As long as her emotions fluctuate, she can summon countless flames to sweep the surrounding environment.
Liz is a pretty good woman, confident and independent, strong and gentle.
After leaving BPRD, she would go back from time to time. When she returned to BPRD, she only saw SHIELD people everywhere.
Obviously, this woman who uses emotions as power does not intend to listen to any explanation at this time, and SHIELD agents will not be very friendly when facing "ordinary people".
After forcing out the news about Hellboy, the woman headed straight for the headquarters of SHIELD.
Covered in flames...
Compared to Lizzie Salman's superpowers, SHIELD's technology doesn't seem to be of much use.
That huge flame is enough to burn ordinary hell demons into ashes, and bullets have no effect when facing Lizzie who is "firing" at full power.
"Ms. Lizzie Salman, what you need most now is to calm down."
Coulson stood in the distance and shouted at Lizzie with a normal expression.
He made a few gestures to let other agents take shelter quickly.
Lizzie's strength cannot be solved by the number of people. Almost in a few breaths, all the agents with strong desire to survive disappeared.
Coulson still has some understanding of this woman. At least the confidentiality level of BPRD's information is far from the level that Coulson cannot access.
Lizzie Salman, a powerful superpower, is naturally listed.
"Where is Hellboy?"
The flames around Liz Salman were flying, like a rose in the flame, strange and beautiful.
But the agents present had no time to pay attention to these.
"Please calm down, this is S.H.I.E.L.D. If you can't put away the flames, we can't let you see Hellboy!"
Coulson hid his eyes and spoke a little slowly.
Even if Coulson, who had transformed into the Lord of the Sky Hammer, had his own will, his determination to make trouble had surpassed himself.
"I have lost my patience! S.H.I.E.L.D.? At that time, you can see that you are not a good thing in your cooperation with BPRD!"
The flames on Liz's body became more fierce, and bursts of green smoke began to emit from the ground.
The firefighting equipment in S.H.I.E.L.D. has begun to spray water continuously under this high temperature, but there is no way to make Liz's "fire" gas converge at all.
No one knows the upper limit of Liz Salman's flames.
This woman has a miserable life.
Born in a religious environment, she always thought that the flames were a manifestation of her own sins, and she kept praying for the so-called "atonement".
But this did not stop her from losing control after all!
She lost control for the first time when she was eleven years old and destroyed a block. The list of victims included her parents, brother and her pet dog.
Because of the death of her family, she was only eleven years old and was blamed by other relatives, so she was taken to BPRD.
BPRD is her home, and Hellboy is her emotional sustenance for her brother.
From friends to brothers to lovers, even if the two are not together, it does not mean that she will cut off her feelings!
"Okay, Coulson, let me talk to her now!"
The mysterious Nick Fury finally appeared.
Of course, a powerful superpower like Lizzie is also a talent he wants to recruit.
With extraordinary combat experience, she can control her power well most of the time, and Lizzie, who is well aware of some secret intelligence, is a very good employee.
As for Lizzie's hostility, he is confident that he can resolve this misunderstanding.
After all, SHIELD and BPRD have a long-term cooperation, and Lizzie is not the kind of person who will not listen to anything.
Nick Fury is very confident about this.
"Of course, Director. Hellboy has entered the laboratory now."
Coulson nodded, and no one could see his eyes clearly.
And his words had completely different meanings when they reached Nick Fury and Lizzie's ears.
As the Lord of Hammer, Coulson would certainly make trouble, and he was good at communication and made good use of this.
Nick Fury seemed to have overlooked this point.
As an insider who knew about the Tahiti plan, he would not think there was anything wrong with the laboratory, but Lizzie would not think so.
The word laboratory itself is a thing full of negative memories for Lizzie.
As a superpower, the laboratory can represent most of the nightmares in childhood!
If it were not for the company of Professor Bloom and Hellboy, Lizzie would never be able to live like a normal person.
Even at this time, the shadow of childhood still entangled her!
"Are you saying that BOY's body was put into the laboratory to await anatomy and research? SHIELD, your inferiority is beyond my imagination!"
The flames on Li Zi's body surged again.
There is some confusion between this beauty and Hellboy. Hearing Coulson's words will inevitably lead to anger.
And this anger is getting higher and higher until it cannot be extinguished!
"Wait, you misunderstood!"
Nick Fury finally reacted.
He explained hurriedly.
But it's not easy to calm down a super-powered woman who has completely lost her cool in anger.
In other words, this is not a problem that can be solved by buying a bag and then admitting your mistake.
"We are..."
Nick Fury's explanation was a little slow, which was due to the influence of the Fallen from Skyhammer.
Of course, Coulson only gave a little guidance. As an old subordinate of Nick Fury, he knew exactly what level of influence could best hide himself.
Although this will definitely arouse Nick Fury's suspicion afterwards, it doesn't matter.
Nick Fury is in doubt almost every moment.
"Go to hell with your explanation!"
Li Zi's anger finally vented, and everything she could see was engulfed in high-temperature flames.
There was nothing normal about this flame, at least no one could see what it was fueled by.
In BPRD's research, this is as bizarre as a creation of the void.
Later, I decided to trace the source of this power.
After all, the emergence of superpowers is already very bizarre. Who knows the reasons for the birth of superpowers.
"My hair department!"
Nick Fury finally said another exclamation. This kind of inexplicable and wonderful thing "Fuck Fuck" is not suitable to say.
There was no time to sigh, as everything on this level of SHIELD was wrapped in flames.
Those agents who took refuge early were lucky enough to escape the indiscriminate killing, but Coulson and Nick Fury who were present were directly involved in the accident.
Lord Skyhammer Corson the Fallen found a very suitable opportunity to fake his death.
As for Nick Fury, he's mostly just a stand-in, so you don't have to worry about it at all.
There are so many ways that Coulson can fake his death.
Pretending that you have been kidnapped by some mysterious force, and then providing some horrifying information to SHIELD can bring a lot of fear.
He was even able to perfunctory agents, including Nick Fury, by trying to investigate on his own.
Moreover, the Heavenly Hammer Venerables are not without influence.
Whether it is Murdoc from Pioneer Technology or Tyr from Asgard, they can provide him with considerable support.
Coulson will prove his worth in front of Nick Fury, allowing Nick Fury to suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to give enough trust.
He only needs to betray a little bit of the inside story of Pioneer Technology, and even give information about Soul Eater Johnny Blaze if necessary.
Such important information is enough to prove his "innocence" and even put the entire SHIELD in fear.
Soul Eater is perfect for this.
"Die! You scumbags! I will take due responsibility afterwards, but you can't see that time!"
Lizzy roared loudly, and the flames completely engulfed this floor!
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"I said, how do you do that?"
Tony put on his bracelet and looked very strange.
As for the Ark Reactor, which was knocked three times smaller by Rasuk with a hammer in front of him, it was a bit beyond comprehension.
"What?"
Rasuk held a piece of metal and kept banging it. This was the "impurity" knocked out from Tony's suit, which contained a lot of vibranium.
Rasuk, who is very curious about metals, is trying to research it.
Following Rasuk's casual question, the piece of vibranium directly turned into a cannon barrel.
He had already imagined this thing during the siege of Baal. Of course, at that time, Rasuk did not realize that this was the prototype of a cannon.
"How did you reduce my energy source so much with a hammer? This is unscientific!"
Tony said, holding up a reactor that was now the size of a finger, with a very strange look on his face.
He could see from Rasuk's forging that this barbarian blacksmith had little understanding of modern technology, but it was really weird to break high-tech products into small pieces just by swinging a hammer.
"I know that thing is an energy source, but it can be compressed if it's energy? What's the problem with that?"
Rasuk raised his head in surprise and said.
"Is there something I don't know about?"
"I'm just curious, by the way, can I take this thing apart? After all, I still have to find a way to replace the energy."
Tony looked at the small reactor in his hand with a look of enthusiasm on his face.
Although the Cybermen's technology already has the technology to draw energy from nature, Tony has not yet fully understood this.
Replacement of the reactor is still unavoidable.
"What? The energy of this thing cannot be regenerated?"
Rasuk looked at Tony with an expression like "Why is this so rubbish?" Tony had a curse word stuck in his throat and couldn't say it.
"If I knew this was a consumable, I wouldn't have forged it for you. This thing is quite troublesome.
Try your new armor now, and I can help you change it if it's not the right size, although that's unlikely. "
Rasuk continued to complain, and then urged Tony to get the brand new armor out and try it out.
The armor that can spread all over the body like a tide is also new to Rasuk, and he learned a lot of new things from here.
As for size, Ra'suk never had problems with size. After all, most of the Nephalem's equipment could fit the user's size.
In addition, Rasuk's skills are really good, and he has never encountered any problems with size.
The mustache on Tony's face trembled a little, and then he placed the small reactor on his chest and activated his armor.
A suit that looked little different from the original enveloped Tony's body, and then Tony fell to the ground under the huge weight.
The weight of the steel suit, which had a lot of new materials added to it, changed quite a lot. Rasuk forgot that Tony was just a "mortal".
"It seems like your energy source is a little weak. Try this."
Rasuk dug into his pocket, took out a royal ruby and threw it on Tony.
The moment the gem came into contact with the armor, it turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Tony's chest, then embedded itself in that place.
Ruby embedded in the armor can increase the strength of the armor, which will probably allow Tony to fight.
As for Tony's own energy source, it is more suitable to use it to fire light cannons and the like.
"It's unimaginable. Would you mind giving me a gem so I can go back and study it?"
Tony stood up with a grunt and assumed some funny fighting postures.
The feeling of power coming from his body made him feel a little unreal.
"Jarvis, analyze it."
Tony said casually.
"Sir, your body is wrapped in a kind of energy. The power you can use now has exceeded the physical fitness of Captain America in the data. But there is still some gap between the physical fitness of Rumlow that has been recorded."
Jarvis was back in action as soon as Tony put on the suit.
Rasuk did not casually transform anything in a field that he was not good at at all. This is the self-knowledge of a craftsman.
"Gems? You can go to Bulcasso to get some. I think he probably has countless gem collections. You can even go to Luke and the others. They can almost see gems in the secret realm, right?"
Rasuk said in a skeptical tone.
Rasuk didn't care at all about Rumlow's progress.
He is just a blacksmith and has no plans to develop in the field of warriors.
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
Tony felt the abundant power in his body, and then activated the most important function of this armor! evolution!
The power of the Cybermen is still the highest technological achievement at this stage for Tony.
Then that small reactor was drained of all its energy in an instant.
"What the hell is going on?"
Tony exclaimed for a moment.
According to his understanding, without energy, this armor is no different than an iron can.
Seeing the energy on the screen in front of him return to zero in the blink of an eye still made him break out in a cold sweat.
But the display screen still appeared in front of him.
Although there were some surprises, there were enough surprises today.
"What happened? The energy ran out? What did you do?"
Rasuk was startled by Tony's exclamation and asked eagerly.
Rasuk cannot tolerate any mistakes in his work.
After seeing at a glance that the energy source was empty, Rasuk's face looked a little ugly.
"I activate a function that allows the suit to evolve, which is based on energy."
Tony moved his body in surprise. Even if there was no energy, this armor could still be used by him.
This is the power of that ruby.
The power in the gem is not like Tony's reactor, which cannot be restored. That kind of power will always exist, and it can be regarded as one of the few gifts from the devil of hell to mankind.
"Evolution? Although my work cannot be said to be the best, it is not something that 'evolution' can affect. It seems that you have a chance to turn this armor into a legend?
Forget it, your chances are too small. To be honest, I'm not optimistic about it. Legend is not something that can be called a legend once its intensity is reached. "
Rasuk didn't plan to continue to waste time with Tony. He had completed Madoc's request, and the next thing had little to do with him.
"I'm going to make a deal with you."
Tony looked at Rasuk's simple cannon barrel and said thoughtfully.
Rasuk's curiosity about modern technology is overflowing, and it is not difficult to discover this.
"What deal? Don't tell me you plan to buy me with money. I am an undead and money means nothing to me."
Rasuk knew from other people's chats that Tony was a rich man, but most people with money but little power did not live very well in his world.
"Technology, it seems to me that you want to make cannons? That thing was made by humans hundreds of years ago. I plan to exchange knowledge for knowledge. I am also very interested in your forging skills."
Tony smiled and tried to retract the armor into its bracelet form. Without the support of energy, the armor still retracted.
Such changes made Tony even more interested in Rasuk's forging knowledge.
"I have always been full of respect for knowledge, but I don't think you are more knowledgeable than the mage."
Lasuk glanced at Tony's serious eyes and said subconsciously.
The mage is the most knowledgeable existence in Lasuk's memory, but the mage never stays too long with the blacksmith.
Perhaps Li Min is an exception.
"I'm talking about modern technology. For example, do you know why people always fall to the ground no matter how high they jump?"
Tony suddenly felt guilty for fooling primitive people.
This kind of knowledge comes from great scientists. He doesn't think the soul of a blacksmith would know this.
"Are you an idiot? Because of gravity! Is there any different statement about gravity in your world?"
Lasuk stared at Tony with a look of looking at a mentally retarded person.
This kind of question has long been concluded by those mages who have nothing to do and think about it. Lasuk doesn't need to know how gravity is generated, he just needs to know how to use it.
Blacksmiths don't need to be able to write interrupted papers for publication, they just need their works to be recognized.
"Well, do you know why people can't fly?"
Tony was embarrassed by the answer given by Rasuk. He quickly asked another question to try to save the situation.
"You...can't fly?"
Rasuk's eyes suddenly became a little pitiful.
Although no professional in Sanctuary would choose to fly, it was because flying would be seen by the demons on the ground and then suffer a sudden attack.
Nephalem can fly.
"Okay, it seems that the two worlds are indeed different, but can you launch an attack thousands of kilometers away? Can you kill all the lives in tens of thousands of square kilometers?"
Tony found a new direction to ask, he did not give up the exchange of knowledge.
"I can't, but I know someone can do it. If it's Vera, it should be no problem if it's a few thousand kilometers. Then all the demons along the way will be attacked. If the demons are as weak as you, then probably no demons will survive along the way."
Rasuk's tone was full of reminiscence.
The barrage of bullets raised by the demon hunter Vera's multiple shots is still the most beautiful picture in his memory.
The barrage of bullets was launched, and then the demons were instantly turned into debris and blood plasma scattered all over the ground. That kind of beauty is still missed by Rasuk.
"As for destroying tens of thousands of square meters... I think you haven't seen Bul-Kathos fight without any scruples, right?"
Rasuk answered irrelevantly, with a tone full of pride.
For Bul-Kathos, if there is no need to worry about anything, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to directly smash a planet.
It's just that for beings like Bul-Kathos and Vera, the effect of condensed power is far greater than that of large-scale swaying.
After all, demons are not all fragile and will break at the touch.
Tony was at a loss for words in an instant.
Nuclear weapons are the most powerful weapons of mankind at present, but compared with the power that Rasuk knows, it seems a little insufficient.
"What if we can make any ordinary person do these two things?"
Tony said unwillingly, but this sentence made Rasuk's eyes shine!
"Are you saying that someone like me who can't kill demons by myself can also have such fighting power? I mean, even if I can't be a top-level warrior, I can still cause damage to demons!?"
Lasuk is very concerned about this.
When he was alive, he almost made a cannon.
In order to weaken the threat of demons.
"Of course, that's the greatness of science!"
Tony's eyes lit up when he talked about science.
"Then how do you plan to learn from me? And how can I exchange knowledge with you?"
Lasuk asked anxiously.
"Let me make it clear first, the power you want may take a long time to master before you can master a part of it. After all, not everyone is as talented as me."
Tony looked at Lasuk, whose attitude suddenly changed, and felt a little uncomfortable.
"It's okay, I'm dead, and the dead won't die again. I have unlimited time!"
Lasuk patted Tony's shoulder and said:
"By the way, don't you need to tell your acquaintances that you are safe now?"
Lasuk casually reminded Tony that he had been on the Holy Mountain all this time and had no time to report his whereabouts to his friends.
Now Pepper and Rhodes are frantically investigating Tony's news...
"Oh, by the way! Jarvis, help me contact Pepper."
...
Lasuk and Tony stared at each other for a while, and Tony opened his mouth listlessly:
"Do you have a phone here? I have no energy."
No energy means no signal, no network, no Jarvis.
"You should go find Bulkaso. When you are ready, we will talk about exchanging knowledge."
Lasuk turned around and continued to study the forge.
He doubted whether a person who didn't look very smart could come up with the knowledge he said.
Knowledge is precious at all times, and no one can take it away.
On the other hand, Bul-Kathos finally found Rorschach and planned to talk about becoming stronger.
After Tyrael's appearance, Rorschach's behavior was a little strange.
Perhaps after he learned that justice itself is an entity, he had other ideas about justice.
"Rorschach! What are you going to do now?"
Bulcaisel stood in front of Rorschach. His body that was almost a head taller made him look very oppressive.
Coupled with the dense scars on his arms, he looked like he was not easy to deal with.
"Since justice is a living person, is there any need for the justice that I insist on? I originally thought that justice would not redress itself, but now justice has appeared, and it is so powerful!
So what on earth is he doing! "
Rorschach roared loudly, as if venting his dissatisfaction.
His persistence and belief are based on the need for justice to be served.
He doesn't believe in nonsense like delayed justice. Late is called punishment, not justice!
Justice should appear and stop everything the moment it happens, and should wipe out all the evil it sees.
"Justice will always exist, but your justice and his justice may not be the same thing."
Bulcaisel took out a bottle of liquor from his backpack and handed it to Rorschach. This time Rorschach did not refuse.
Rorschach almost never drank alcohol because alcohol numbed his nerves.
He has never been the most powerful person, and he will not touch anything that might weaken him.
But now his faith is slightly shaken.
"Rorschach, you have known about the existence of the Archangel of Justice for a long time. Are you wavering because he has long had powerful power but still hides himself?"
Bulcasso held Lu Lu down and sat on the ground. Bulcasso's beard stuck to his chin with the wind, and his image looked less majestic.
"Justice should not be delayed. No matter what the reason is, delayed justice is not justice at all!
Since he exists, since he lives in me, he can follow my eyes and see those unjust things, but he did not show up until he felt threatened! "
Rorschach's anger ignited and a bright red light enveloped him.
"Rorschach, do you think that after Justice became a person, he was still the same Justice? Justice began to think, and Justice began to have its own position! Justice became the prefix of the name of an archangel named Tyrell!
That's Tyrael, not the justice you want. "
Bulcaisel is not very good at persuading others, or in other words not many barbarians know how to comfort others.
This group doesn't like to think. When faced with a difficult choice, they will just yell like children, "I want it all" and then rush forward with weapons.
Only children will not care about gains and losses, and only adults will choose to give up things they cannot have both.
Tyrell is an adult, he will make choices, he will have his own ideas, and he will know how to act within his capabilities.
And justice should be as pure as a child.
Rorschach took a swig of wine and then threw the bottle directly to the ground.
"Then what kind of justice is he?"
Rorschach complained, and the angry flames on his body began to take shape.
The anger of thinking is what barbarians admire, and you cannot fight without thinking.
Banal became that berserker because he took the wrong path, otherwise he would have had the opportunity to become stronger.
As a barbarian who followed Orak, he should have stood on a higher level and become a guide.
"He is always making choices, sacrificing himself, sacrificing others, sacrificing everything that can be sacrificed, but in the end he will only save nothing."
Bulcaisuo said calmly, and Imprius' figure appeared not far away.
Talk about Tyrell, because the Prius doesn't want to be absent.
Perhaps no one is more familiar with Tyrael than his courage, even Israel, who bewitched Tyrael, may not be able to compare with him.
"No, at least he saved you."
As Imprius said this, he looked at Bulcasso.
But such words would only lead to Bulkesso's ridicule.
"Save me? Or do I save justice itself? Now I am the judgment, and the judgment is the one who is never absent."
"Judgment?"
Rorschach muttered and looked at Bulkesso in front of him.
Bulkiso pulled out the original Hammer of Judgment from his hand, and the pure and vast energy on it was communicating with Bulkiso's anger.
The wrathful flames on Bulcasso's body appeared, but it only turned from red to holy and solemn in an instant.
The flames were burning, but there was no scorching temperature.
Some are just vast.
"Yes, Judgment! I admire you! Rorschach!"
Bulcaisuo looked at the Hammer of Judgment in his hand, and then placed the Hammer of Judgment on the ground.
"Now, give it a try! If you can touch the Hammer of Judgment, then you are righteous regardless of whether Tyrell recognizes you or not!"
Bulcaisuo said seriously, while Imprius looked like he was watching a good show.
It's just that there was some hesitation in Prius's eyes.
At this time, the flames began to burn on the pillars outside the Elders' Temple, and Warusk's figure stood outside the gate of the Elders' Temple.
Leiko stood aside with some expectation.
If everything goes well, Bulcaisuo will be able to take over the crown of the Immortal King soon, and then officially get everything that belongs to the name Bulcaisuo.
In addition to being a pioneer, the Immortal King is also a leader. He must choose the person who can truly inherit his beliefs before he can stand at the top.
And this person who inherits his beliefs at this time is the Immortal King's insurance!
Power can easily breed sin. Although the Immortal King cannot control the minds of all barbarians, the will of the Immortal King will eventually be implemented.
The Holy Mountain of Harrogath will equally recognize the existence of the heir.
The heir of the Immortal King will exist as the Sword Holder!
Volusk never received all the help from the Holy Mountain of Harrogath in the fight with Bul-Kathos, because Bul-Kathos is the Sword Holder!
The support of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath and the identity of the heir of the Immortal King gave him the ability to have the power of dialogue in the battle with the Immortal King!
And Bul-Kathos is an exception. He is too powerful! Or Volusk died too early.
After Bul-Kathos's power surpassed Volusk, he still did not succeed the Immortal King.
Perhaps even if Rorschach becomes the heir of the Immortal King, he has no chance of defeating Bul-Kathos.
But the Holy Mountain of Harrogath will give him the right to talk!
Rorschach did not act pretentiously and directly extended his hand.
Rorschach, who is not strong enough, can hardly shake the Hammer of Judgment. It has nothing to do with rules and recognition. It is a simple matter of strength.
But the qualification to touch is the truly important thing.
Judgment! It is one of the supreme rules.
It is the end of justice!
Rorschach is about to reach the level of contacting all the truths, and the Hammer of Judgment can give him a little more guarantee.
The Hammer of Judgment carries part of Bul-Kathos's belief, and obtaining this belief is the first step to inheritance!
Bul-Kathos cares a lot about Rorschach's growth.
He will even go against the law of barbarian growth and personally save Rorschach's life in crisis.
An existence that is qualified to be the last hope is very rare in any world, and Bul-Kathos cannot bet that there are still people who can do this.
Justice requires a stubborn and stubborn person, a person who can stick to his own morals and endure loneliness.
Just when Rorschach's hand was about to touch the Hammer of Judgment, Imprus lifted Rorschach up.
"He hasn't made up his mind yet, in other words, he doesn't have the courage to face everything."
Imprus put Rorschach directly on the ground and stood in front of Bul-Kathos.
"Barbarians never lack courage!"
Bul-Kathos stood up directly.
Imprus interfered with what Bul-Kathos was going to do and despised the barbarian's heritage!
This is a provocation!
The moment Bul-Kathos started fighting, the power of Harrogath began to gather.
Being interrupted in the inheritance is a serious provocation, Imprus is very clear about this.
But he still did it without hesitation!
Imprus understands Tyrael, and he also understands justice!
In his eyes, a wavering Rorschach should not recognize this trial.
Perhaps Rorschach can succeed and thus strengthen his belief in justice.
But the cause and effect are reversed!
It should be after you have established your own justice, and then you will be recognized by the trial.
Rather than being recognized by the trial, you will be determined to have a firm belief in justice.
However, Bulkaso does not think so.
In Bulkaso's eyes, there is no cause and effect!
All he wants is a successor who is determined to believe in his own beliefs, a chance for a barbarian who can be determined to be just and inherit the trial!
Time is running out!
Bulkaso is very clear about this.
The arrival of the high-level heaven means the coming of the burning hell!
And Masail, who has already embarked on the long steps to the gods, and Lasma, who has other calculations, will follow.
No one can guarantee that he can get out of this battle intact, and no one can say for sure what path everything will take.
For his persistence, Inprius did not hesitate to provoke the barbarians, because he is courage!
He will fight for everything he thinks is right, and he never looks back.
"Inprius, have you ever thought about the consequences when you act? Or are you ready!"
Bulkaso stretched out his hand and grasped the handle of the hammer of the judgment.
Fight?
This will be a fight!
It doesn't matter whether Imprus's action is right or not.
"I think it's wrong, so I did it! You have the power of the Archangel of Courage, can't you know my essence?"
The Solarion Courage Spear appeared in Imprus's hand.
Waves of sun-like light emanated from his hand.
A weapon transformed from a star, a hot spear that can carry courage!
Sharp without any protection!
Hard without any chance of turning back!
This is the weapon chosen by courage!
"Although I don't like to talk about dignity in everything, because dignity is never spoken. But accordingly, dignity exists and cannot be trampled on, whether it is kind or malicious."
This simple ceremony has been interrupted, and the next one will have to wait for a day at the earliest.
In this battle, there is no one who convinces whom, there is only a battle!
The winner does not need to say more.
The loser is silent!
"Dignity also depends on whether it is correct. Only those who dare to say no to all mistakes and throw themselves into the wave of resistance are courage."
Inprius had a smile on his face.
He had just received a book from a human not long ago. Although he had only flipped through it briefly, he felt that it made sense.
"Do I look like a proletarian now? And do you look like a capitalist?"
Inprius said with an eager smile.
"I like that idea, so don't describe me in that way. I know what it means."
Bulkaiso raised the Hammer of Judgment:
"All resources are in the hands of the High Heaven and the Burning Hell. The survival of mankind depends on your kindness. How can you call yourself that?"
A battle flag appeared behind Bulkaiso, and the bright red flag fluttered, as if fresh blood had just been thrown on it.
"You who voted for the extermination of humanity, even if you have given up your position as a god, you are still you.
We have to take up arms for the soil of survival, and we have to fight for survival itself!
Thoughts? Have you ever changed? Stubborn courage?"
"Change must have a beginning.
I am like a will working for the high heaven, but now I am a human!"
The Solarion in Prius's hand radiated a stronger light.
The light of courage began to shine with a destructive light.
At this time, the language seemed pale.
The position became unimportant.
Who cares about nothing is not a reason to stop.
The ideological position may be similar, but it is different after all.
"No more words!"
Bulkaso roared, and raised the hammer of judgment in his hand high!
Burkeso's solemn light began to shine.