324 Farewell to Death

"I assume you are the Bulcasso that that nagging guy always talks about?"

The woman's figure walked out of the burning hell step by step, and then stood in front of Bulcasso.

"By the way, what do you call the person next to you?"

This woman wears a branch-like crown on her head, which looks a bit weird.

The aura exuding from his body cannot be called weak, but it cannot be called strong either.

With a careless expression on his face, he was blowing gently with a finger.

Bulkiso had no idea of ​​talking nonsense with this woman. This guy was full of the smell of demons. The power he got from Mephisto made Bulkiso frown.

Is this a self-destructive person?

Or is he a depraved person who was forced to make a choice in despair?

The aura of an elite warrior was constantly coming from this woman's body, but no trace of sin could be seen.

This is not normal.

No one who becomes a demon believer is without sin.

When this person inherits the power from the devil, he will naturally inherit that part of the sin.

A holder of demonic power without sin? This is not written like this in fairy tale books.

"A follower of the devil? What a shame. Good thing I can right this wrong."

The energy around Johanna began to gather continuously, and it solidified little by little, bringing endless pressure to the woman.

Most of the guys who follow the devil have lost themselves and their sanity. Beings like that don't have much chance of being saved.

Even if there is no time to commit evil, there is no possibility of redemption for the twisted soul.

But the guy in front of me is different.

It was her original soul that held the power that belonged to the Demon King of Hell, and she did not become a twisted monster.

Although Johanna didn't understand how this guy managed to keep his body from smelling sinful at all, after she saved this guy, there would no longer be a threat.

"You should at least answer questions with questions instead of talking to yourself and dictating my life."

The woman put down her fingers, and her long nails stretched out, looking as sharp as razors.

His eyes became a little sharp, but still showed some superior indifference.

"By the way, my name is Hela, Odin's child."

Hela finally said her name, but as a child of Odin, she was not as proud as Thor when she said this.

Maybe this identity is just a long nightmare for her.

"In my eyes, you are just a pitiable person. Now I want to redeem you! Let the influence of the devil of hell go away from you!"

The energy around Johanna turned into a very handsome tall horse, and chains with thorns were directly trapped on Hela's body!

The skills of the Crusaders!

The war horse charges and the war horse drags it!

War Horse Charge is the only skill rune with sacred power as its core.

In Johanna's hands, divine power washes over the bound person's body.

It's torture for those who turn into complete demons.

But for those with free souls, this is a painful redemption!

Hela's peak power is at most similar to Odin. Even though she received some power belonging to the Three Demon Gods from Mephisto and Baal, it was not enough for her to challenge Johanna.

Johanna is a strong person who can fight the three demon gods alone!

Even the Three Demon Gods themselves do not have the power to defeat Johanna!

"drive!"

Johanna gave the order directly, and the celestial war horse that had made a contract with her soul snorted and took off.

Crusaders may be just a little slower on the road than those witchers who like to spin and roll.

At least in terms of rushing early, Bulcasso couldn't keep up with Johanna.

Johanna's fighting style made her only like to face the elite of the demons, and large-scale combatants were not her cup of tea.

The war horse ran away quickly, and the holy radiance began to rise from Hela's body.

Johanna's rescue has begun.

"I hope you can... forget it."

Just as Bulcasso's instructions were about to come out, Johanna dragged Hela and disappeared into the distance.

Bulquet simply gave up the idea of ​​saying anything.

Johanna won't kill Hela, so Bulkesso won't have much to worry about.

Although Odin has disappeared, Bulkesso, a comrade who stands for justice, does not want to tell Odin about his daughter's death when he returns.

Hela will be washed away from the devil's aura, and it doesn't matter how far Johanna wants to go.

The power of the Crusaders can be imparted to others in this way, provided that person can understand something from its power.

Otherwise, it is likely to create a believer whose heart is completely immersed in the sacred, rather than a warrior.

Johanna would not get lost. Although most Nephalem could not remember the route, they could tell which direction they came from from the corpses on the ground.

Moreover, there are teleportation and return journeys, so no Nephalem would not be able to return to the stronghold.

"Okay, Hell Demon, what do you want to do?"

Bulkaiso clenched his fist, then cast his eyes to a secluded corner, and then his eyes looked directly at the throne of the Hell Lord in front of him.

When Johanna dragged Hela away, the direction at the beginning exposed the breath of the Hell Lord.

Bulkaiso couldn't confirm whether it was a "poisoned sweet fruit" or a big gift package.

But the breath of the Hell Lord appeared in the Burning Hell, and it seemed a little late to stop it at this time.

But it doesn't matter, Bulkaiso is not afraid of any enemies.

Asking is a good choice, maybe the Hell Lord will tell them what they think.

Although these families will not reveal their plans like a fool, they will still be disappointed if no one appreciates a conspiracy.

At least some insignificant news, they are never stingy.

The Hell Lord is always arrogant, and even when he is about to be defeated, he will maintain that ridiculous cruel "demeanor".

"We want you to die? Will you die?"

Waves of erratic voices came from the throne in the Burning Hell.

There was no emotional fluctuation in the words, but the disdain was clearly revealed.

Baal and Mephisto were shrouded in mist and sat on the throne.

The throne in the middle should have been Mephisto's, but now it was Diablo's.

So the two of them left the highest one vacant and sat on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

Just when Hela attracted the attention of Bul-Kathos and Johanna, they found an opportunity to return to the throne of the Burning Hell.

"Now, Bul-Kathos, unless you can destroy the entire Burning Hell, we will not die. We have obtained the source of power, and you have no ability to destroy it all. Even the Dark Soul Stone cannot take our souls from the Burning Hell!"

The speaker was Baal, and Bul-Kathos was very familiar with this voice.

During the Battle of Arreat, Bul-Kathos heard Baal's calm roar.

It was a painful day, so Bul-Kathos could not forget it.

"But I can stay here forever, while you can only stare at me forever on the throne of Burning Hell!

I see you, I lock you! It's your turn to enjoy that endless sense of crisis! Destruction! And hatred!"

Bur-Kathos's rage spread like waves, and he clenched the legendary Azure Fury in his hand!

Bur-Kathos did not accept the threat.

Isn't it just that it can't be sealed? So what?

Bur-Kathos can make the two Hell Lords half dead under the power of the barbarians!

Not to mention doing bad things, when Bur-Kathos goes in, Burning Hell will not be able to give birth to even one more Fallen!

"But you can't do this, because Diablo and Billy are still outside."

Baal's voice became louder, as if a loud voice made sense.

Perhaps this is a habit of all species fighting in the jungle of life and death.

A loud voice means power?

Billy likes this the most.

Bur-Kathos still remembers the joke of "the true body of the Hell Lord".

At that time, Karasim said that he didn't even need to wear gloves to stand still and beat Belial's real body into pieces.

Loud voices will only make it noisy.

"Even if Johanna comes, you can't keep watching over us! You have to leave."

Baal said quietly, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring the archangels in the high-level heaven.

How much trust can the archangels get from the Nephalem?

Is there really no gap between them?

This is a question that doesn't need to be thought about, because the barbarians will not fully trust Tyrael.

Not to mention Malthael, who caused everything, the Nephalem can't fully trust the archangels now.

"How can a single demon face three archangels who can attack at will? Even if Ithrael doesn't show up, Tyrael, Prius and Auriel can come to this place at any time, and then be ready to blow your heads off."

The blue anger in Bul-Kathos's hand radiated brilliance.

The final will of the angel Izual still shrouded this legend.

Bul-Kathos, who used this legendary sword, had already come into contact with Izual's last noble belief as an angel.

Let the devil of hell go?

How could that be possible!

On the rock throne of hell, Baal's body stood up and took two steps forward.

The destructive aura that could bring fear continued to attack Bul-Kathos.

However, it had no effect at all.

Bul-Kathos was not afraid. He looked at the destruction with a squinting eye, as if he was watching a funny show.

"But they won't have a chance to attack."

Baal's figure turned into a physical entity from the shadows, and his eyes were fixed on Bul-Kathos.

Compared with the other two demons, Baal looked more elegant and noble.

He also had more spirit as a king.

But Baal's power was nothing in front of Bul-Kathos.

Bul-Kathos didn't take it to heart after hearing Baal's words.

Even if Ithriel showed his true body, he didn't have the power to match other archangels.

Bul-Kathos didn't care at all about whether there was a connection between Inprius and the devil of hell.

For the two were tied together in a single rope by the person of the Archangel whom Prius had entrusted to him.

"Bullshit!"

Bulcaisel waved the blue fury in his hand, and an icy hurricane lowered the temperature of the Burning Hell a lot. The green sword light passed directly through Baal's body and struck Baal's throne.

But there was no smoke or any sound.

The Burning Hell gave birth to the throne of the demon kings, and it was these rules that gave birth to the cradle of the demon kings.

Barr didn't let out a cry of pain, and the wound returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

"They want to end you more than I do, and their hatred of demons lasts longer than I live!"

Bulcaisel roared with contempt, and the weapon in his hand began to glow again.

"But you will not stay here forever, King of the Barbarians? Have you ever seen a king who is always away from the throne? You will leave, and it won't even take long."

As Barr spoke, he noticed that Mephisto was showing signs of standing up, and punched Mephisto back on the seat.

Mephisto is not in a position to talk now!

"Now, do you plan to continue spending time here? Or do you want to reach an agreement with us?"

The destructive aura in Baal's body is getting higher and higher. Under the protection of the Burning Hell, he will not be afraid of any external existence.

It's like no demon other than the Great Demon can ascend to the higher heaven.

The agreement Barr is talking about is more like coercion.

"You think I'll compromise?"

Bulcasso gritted his teeth and spat out these words, and his body began to swell.

The Nephalem are not restricted by many rules, and accordingly they have never enjoyed the protection of the rules.

In the form of the Berserker's Wrath, Bul-Katho can step into Hell without being affected by anything.

He has done this kind of thing countless times.

After passing through the outermost barrier of the Burning Hell, there is Bulcasso's hunting ground!

Bulcasso's hair turned pale white, and his muscles were bulging high. Only a skirt and armor could be seen hanging on his body, and his horns were bent and pointed at Baal.

"When you take one step forward, you will be imprisoned in the Burning Hell. Now make your choice! Bulkatho!

Are you going to stay outside and make an agreement with me? Or do you walk in and step into a prison from which you cannot escape? "

Baal mobilized all his power to awaken the Shadowfang from the edge of hell.

He wasn't kidding, this was a plan they came up with during the time they were devoured by Malthael.

A plan of hell demons plotting against each other!

The arrival of the Burning Hell will inevitably attract Bulcaisuo's attention, so whoever is in the Burning Hell will become the bait that attracts Bulcaisuo into the trap.

But Baal didn't intend to use this as bait to fulfill Diavolo.

Correspondingly, even if Diavolo is staying here at this time, he will not become the bait to seal Bulcaisuo according to the plan.

In order to achieve balance, Baal will stay with Mephisto for a long time, and they know this very well.

"Barr, you violated the oath we made at that time."

Mephisto solidified his body from the shadows, covered his mouth and roared.

Rough and cruel.

Baal's previous punch made him feel uncomfortable, but he still roared stubbornly.

"Mephisto, you idiot! At that time, you were the only one who swore an oath with your own origin! I didn't break any oath, but you broke that damn oath!"

Barr's eyes flashed red, and then he grabbed Mephisto's neck.

Without the Archangel of Wisdom to take advantage of him, Mephisto is an out-and-out fool!

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Seven Demon Kings!

A total of seven existences!

Mephisto was the only one who loudly swore an oath in the name of Tasamet, the seven-headed evil dragon!

In order to prevent Mephisto from becoming a fool who loses part of his power because of an oath, Baal has been stopping Mephisto from speaking!

Mephisto did not tell any key information, but his words confirmed the existence of the conspiracy.

So Mephisto's power is being swallowed up bit by bit by the Shadow Fang!

Perhaps Mephisto still doesn't have to worry about his own safety in the Burning Hell, but the upper limit of his power is locked by the Fang of Shadow!

Even if Mephisto loses some power, he can still give Baal an advantage in the open and covert battle with Diavolo, but it is no longer absolute!

"What! What! Agreement!?"

Bulcaisel had no intention of inquiring about the affairs between the Hell Demon Lords. What Barr said was true, so listening to this agreement became the only option.

There was obvious anger in his voice, and the battle flag had emerged behind him, exuding the aura of eternity.

Being threatened and then compromising is something that is difficult for barbarians to accept. Barbarians who believe in settling grudges on the spot rarely accumulate hatred.

Barr understands the truth about not irritating the barbarian's nerves, and he will also be afraid of Bulcaisuo taking that step directly after losing his mind.

That means that Diavolo will have more time and freedom to become stronger, which means that Baal will eventually either be eaten by Bulcaisel as a snack when the Shadow Fang is broken, or that Diavolo will swallow the Archangel. It is then absorbed.

There is no other possibility.

Shadowfang cannot protect Baal forever.

For the youngest brother of the three demons, Baal knew very well how powerful Diablo was.

The archangel could not beat him, especially when his wisdom was crazy.

"Just like the original sin war! I will not appear in the world in person, and the demons under my command will also retreat from you, and you will go outside to deal with Diablo first!"

Baal pinched Mephisto's neck and stated his conditions directly.

Andariel kept tempting Bul-Kathos to take this step.

The dark soul stone will not be stronger than the shadow fang, but there is only one possibility to break the dark soul stone that sealed her, that is to kill Bul-Kathos directly!

The shadow fang can't do this, and the Nephalem is also a child of the devil.

But the burning hell will make up for Andariel's power little by little, allowing her to have the ability to slightly influence Bul-Kathos's judgment.

She hates a barbarian who can think, and hates a barbarian without a brain even more, such as Cassius.

That guy always stays on the dividing line between intelligence and stupidity, and he is just stupid enough that people can't tell whether he is really stupid or pretending.

"Shut up! Baal! The words of the devil are always full of conspiracy! Unless you prove it to me with your own power!"

The anger on Bul-Kathos' body continued to flow along his body like magma.

Waves of high temperature rose from Bul-Kathos' body, and the blue anger on his hand began to change to the color of Bul-Kathos' anger.

Bul-Kathos's legends were enough to condense his own legend.

But the incomplete soul limited this.

But the legend and power will not die, but continue to increase his strength in a different way.

The weapon in Bul-Kathos's hand will adapt to Bul-Kathos's power in the high anger.

Thereby releasing the most powerful side of this legend.

Bul-Kathos made a very demanding request.

Using his own power to prove this sentence to him is unacceptable to the devil of hell.

How to prove it?

Separate his origin and self, and then give part of it to Bul-Kathos to control.

No devil of hell would do this.

This approach is no different from what Imprus did.

Hand over the status? Or surrender yourself?

"Don't talk nonsense! Bul-Kathos!"

Cracks appeared on the body of Mephisto, who was pinched by Baal.

Baal's patience was about to reach its limit.

The power of destruction was on the verge of getting out of control, and Mephisto had lost the power to resist Baal at this time.

This was a situation where no one would compromise, but there was no point in stalemate.

"You forgot a guy, he has wanted to meet you for a long time!"

Bul-Kathos's face was ferocious, and the expression was particularly fierce under the posture of the Berserker's wrath.

"Leoric! Come to me!"

Bul-Kathos directly waved the blue rage and split a crack in the space, and the other side was the kingdom of death.

Leoric's living in the palace of death was instructed by Bul-Kathos, which meant that Bul-Kathos had been able to determine the location of death.

If death stood in front of the barbarian again, then she would have nowhere to escape!

The barbarian also had a lot of calculations when considering the battle.

Death became a bird under the crossbow, and became a prey that could be found at any time.

"What made you call me in this way even if you didn't care about exposing your plan?"

Leoric's body came out from the other side of the crack. Leoric, who had gained a physical body, was wearing a pale robe and stood at the door of the Burning Hell with a red mark on his face from being sucked hard.

He asked with doubts, ready for battle.

Bul-Kathos's call came a little suddenly.

"I feel like I'm back home here. Is it this body that brought me here?"

Leoric's hand showed the Wrath of the Skeleton King and smashed it heavily on the ground.

The temperature dropped again!

He had already seen the Burning Hell in front of him, and the enemy had already appeared. Any more greetings would be a waste of time!

"Leoric, can you endure endless loneliness!?"

Bul-Kathos looked at Leoric with his eyes wide open, and the flames on his body kept flashing.

Leoric, who had gained the physical body of Duriel, would enjoy the same treatment as the Demon King of Hell in the Burning Hell.

No defeat, no death!

But he would just keep swinging the hammer at Baal and Mephisto!

"Ha! Are you asking me, who has nothing but loneliness, whether I can endure the only thing I have?"

Leoric roughly understood the current situation.

Although this is not quite the same as agreed, it doesn't matter.

Revenge on the Lord of Hell is the best goal!

"So, can you promise me that you will make that bastard Diablo feel the pain I have felt? Bul-Kathos!"

Leoric took a few steps forward, and his face was almost touching Baal through the defense line of the Burning Hell.

Although Leoric is not Baal's opponent, he can still make Baal and Mephisto have no spare energy to escape.

Neither life nor death!

Eternal! Immortality!

Leoric can use this power to make the two demons have to fight him constantly.

Then feel the pain together!

"I will make Diablo's death less painful!"

Bul-Kathos exuded the breath of Duriel, and the pain of his body was proving it all to Leoric.

What he could do, the devil of hell would also feel pain, and fear would wail in pain!

Just like he couldn't ignore the power of destruction and hatred!

"I hope you find Diablo after you have devoured Andariel in your mind. You who have mastered the complete pain can bring more happy times to Diablo, the bastard!"

A slender white hand appeared behind Leoric and tightly grasped Leoric's arm.

But the owner of the arm never showed up.

Death.

Death couldn't bear to lose her lover after a brief joy, but she couldn't stop it!

Eternity and she had promised the Nephalem that they would become Bul-Kathos's helpers when the time was right.

This promise meant that they could not stop everything Bul-Kathos did.

Unless they were ready to fight with another world!

"Leoric."

Baal looked at Leoric in front of him, and his eyes returned to calmness.

All his emotional expressions were his means. He was cold and selfish.

But Leoric's appearance in Duriel's body still offended him!

"If you come over, I will peel off your skin bit by bit."

Baal said calmly, and then stared at Leoric.

This result was already what he could bear.

As long as Bul-Kathos didn't come in, things would turn around.

Because Prius had given enough information, Baal would make his own decision at the right time.

As long as Diablo was swallowed, he would make a choice.

And now he suddenly had a chance, a chance to swallow Mephisto!

Diablo would not return directly to the Burning Hell, and Bul-Kathos knew this very well.

Because when the three demons gathered, Bul-Kathos could take one or two archangels directly to the Burning Hell.

Diablo would not do this.

So Baal could use Leoric's power to directly swallow the weakened Mephisto.

This was too easy!

Even if it was a sudden idea, Baal felt that it was fully feasible!

He could even give Mephisto's persona to Bul-Kathos just to get a chance.

After getting his brother's self, Baal could exist like Leoric.

Will not disappear, will not decay!

"Leoric!"

Just when Leoric was about to take that step, Death finally showed up at this place.

She no longer cared whether Bul-Kathos would be a threat to her.

She also didn't care what she had to do as Death.

Love is eternal.

Power said to love: "You are mine."

Love hid behind the throne.

Freedom said to love "I am yours."

Love happily held up the face of freedom.

Death fell in love, but she had responsibilities.

She could not be restricted in her freedom, because her disappearance would cause the world to collapse.

But love is not free sometimes.

"Death, we will meet again. Compared to the time you have existed, our separation is just a snap of a finger."

Leoric did not look back. Baal's eyes focused on the red mark on Leoric's face, thinking.

He discovered Leoric's love and understood how to convince Leoric to become his helper.

Leoric would not betray Bul-Kathos, because everything he wanted was waiting for the day when Bul-Kathos became a god.

But helping him solve Mephisto is good for both Bul-Kathos and Leoric!

"But I can't. I have never felt pain like this! Leoric.

You know, our time together is just a breath compared to the time I have existed, but this is my only breath.

When I lose you, I will no longer live."

This time, Death finally lifted the hood, not appearing like a human woman, revealing the skeleton-like posture.

Her body began to shrivel up, no longer like a graceful woman, but just like a shrunken skeleton.

The jade-like bones began to lose their halo, and the gentle glimmer began to disappear little by little.

But only her hand was still tightly holding Leoric's arm.

"Death, I have never liked your name. Maybe you can give yourself a human name when you say goodbye. Then we shouldn't mention "Death" at our wedding."

The flesh and blood on Leoric's body began to melt, and then seeped into Leoric's tall skeleton little by little.

The Skeleton King's face was still the same, but there was no horrifying feeling.

Only the red mark remained on his face.

"I still can't. I feel it! I feel your breath, I feel your soul. I see your disappearance!

That is my death, my oblivion! It is the shock I feel every time I wake up! Leoric, don't do this!

Don't get involved in this matter anymore!

I am death, I can call myself any name, but I am the rule of this world, I can protect you. Whether it is the devil of hell or the archangel, I can protect you!"

Death stuttered as she spoke, but her hand was loosening Leoric's arm little by little.

She knew very well that she could not stop Leoric from doing what he was going to do.

The last retention?

She did not give up.

She was about to make up her mind.

"Bul-Kathos! I beg you, please don't go on! I can give you all the souls you want! I can give you back all the people you value! I can stand behind you when you fight, and you won't die! Even if it's another Death, I still won't lose according to the rules!

Now tell Leoric that he doesn't have to part with me!"

Death's empty eyes turned to Bul-Kathos.

Said this in a pleading tone.

She felt that this separation would be a farewell forever, and she could only do this.

The first target between Diablo and Oblivion was Leoric as an existence!

Fear would not be afraid of the Skeleton King, but there was no way to get rid of the Skeleton King.

Diablo wanted to weaken the power of Bul-Kathos's side, and the first target would not be the archangels.

It was the Skeleton King who was much more difficult to deal with than them in terms of power!

The rule of annihilation contained both creation and destruction!

The combination of the two had the power to erase existence.

He was able to get rid of the Skeleton King because his strength was too ordinary!

Without enough power to resist this rule, one would only become a forgotten person, a non-existent person.

Death had a mysterious connection with her brothers. She felt the malice, although she could not clearly know why this would happen and for whom.

But she felt the uneasiness.