$360 Courage and Hope

"In Prius, what exactly do you want to do?"

Frank looked at the courage in front of him and felt a little worried.

Facing a being that is far stronger than himself, although Frank will not give up his will to fight, he cannot be optimistic.

Strength itself means power.

"Me? I just do what courage should do, such as telling you that while you have the courage to accept everything, you should also have the courage to change everything."

Imprius took the bottle of wine on the table and shook it in front of his eyes.

Full of curiosity.

"Now, I just want to experience the human way of life. Challenging the unknown is also courage."

Frank felt a little uncomfortable because of Prius's reasoning.

"Then you should find a job instead of just wandering around doing nothing."

Frank said this.

This is also his plan.

He needs to live, and life always regards maintaining life itself as the first priority.

At least normal people want to eat when they are hungry.

"I see, aren't there a lot of humans wandering around? Just like those guys outside."

Inprius pointed outside the gate. On the other side of the road, there were a few guys who were blatantly doing nothing.

Frank glanced in the direction Imprius was pointing and felt his head tremble.

That's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although these guys didn't gain much from their observation of Bulcasso except that they knew that Bulcasso was so strong that they couldn't understand it.

But they still stayed there as always. Anyway, Bulcaisuo didn't care about the gaze of ordinary people. This may be some kind of tacit understanding.

"Those guys are working."

Frank couldn't help but stretched his hand toward the gun several times, but he still didn't pull the familiar trigger.

"It's impossible for me to give up my courageous work and do a normal person's job. Speaking of which, I don't know how many years it has been, and I never seem to relax."

"With the Prius, a new discovery."

Auriel appeared on the seat in an instant, holding her chin with both hands and speaking lightly.

“You see, work is everywhere.”

Imprius smiled and talked to Frank before turning his attention to Auriel.

"What's wrong? What happened over there at Death?"

"Death is crazy."

Auriel said this, her eyes shining with wisdom.

She thought that Imprius would understand her timing, that the "madness" of death was not as simple as it seemed before.

The fact that Death finally asked Oriel to call her "Asheela" gave Oriel a headache.

The omnipresent hope heard those words, and that was the biggest headache.

Asila is the name of Leoric's wife.

This name has become the self-proclaimed name of death, so Bulcasso's desire to recall Leoric cannot be treated as if it did not happen.

The death of two worlds has more weight than the eternity of one world.

After all, the number of "eternal ones" is far less than that of mortal people.

Death still controls the living after the world merges, and eternity only needs to be responsible for the "eternals" of its own world.

The power of the world is not easily digested.

Prius was silent for a moment, then raised the bottle.

"A toast to death?"

This sentence was a bit frivolous, but those eyes shining with fire showed Imperius's attitude.

Pure courage is as stubborn as ever, even a little rough.

It's the same way he does things.

The news of his death will not change his plans and attitude, but his stance will eventually change.

On one side is a god who has devoured a world's gods, and on the other is a mess of acquaintances clashing.

At this time, it is not the time to consider facing an enhanced version of the complete world. The top priority is to give birth to their strongest person.

Bulcaisel's becoming stronger became the only option.

"For life."

Auriel smiled and took the wine from Imperius' hand.

He held the bottle high and poured it into his mouth.

He glanced at Frank in passing.

Death handed over the two undead to him, but did not give life to the two undead.

It was an unusual choice for Death, who had the power over life.

Especially the ring that Frank wore on his hand was not the same as the inferior ones that can be seen everywhere nowadays.

Because Prius surrounded the small square table with flames, and the powerful force enveloped the space, there would be no existence that could escape Auriel's perception.

Just like no life can escape the pursuit of death.

Since it exists, there is hope, just as no one among the archangels can fight Diavolo head-on except for their courage.

As long as life exists, there will be fear. The principle is the same.

Frank was pushed aside by the sudden arrival, a little dazed.

He didn't know what he was here for. He just said a few words to Imprius and was squeezed out.

Why?

"Heroes are hope. What do you think I will do?"

Auriel said with a smile.

Death had given her enough reminders.

The hope of this world is pinned on one hero after another, and Auriel has a general idea.

For example, become a supporter behind those heroes, and then get this hope in return.

Or replace those heroes and become the only direction of hope.

Religion is really very convenient, and there are not only smart people in the world, nor just idiots.

Besides, neither of these two types are easily bewitched.

Only the ignorant are most easily deceived.

Smart people will see through the scam, fools will stick to their guns.

Only ignorance is easy to guide, and ignorant people are always full of happiness.

“I will give them the courage to resist if necessary.

Auriel, in addition to hope, you are also compassionate! "

There's something serious about the Prius.

After losing the status of an archangel, it still had some impact on them.

For example, he is as fickle as a human being and has more emotions and passions.

That's a good thing for pure courage, but not so much for vast hope.

Thinking of this, Prius began to look forward to Malthael's arrival.

Wisdom will not be eliminated, and Bulkesso has always respected knowledge and wisdom.

But would not the person of the Archangel of Wisdom and the authority of death be left to him, to become a human wisdom?

Imprius thought of Kane.

Auriel began to look at herself with concentration.

Subtle changes are difficult for even oneself to notice, and sometimes by the time they notice it, they have already fallen into the abyss.

"Maybe I should keep a diary and think about it every day?"

Auriel raised her eyes and said to Imperius.

She gently placed her hand on her belly, feeling a ball of hope slowly gestating there.

A diary is not used to write down your inner thoughts, but to record some daily actions so that you can reflect on something against them.

For some small secrets, wouldn’t it be a better choice to write some hazy, imagery-filled poems?

"You don't know how. What do you write in Hope's diary? The first day of having a child? Missing courage?"

As Prius teased, Solarion's shadow appeared in his hand.

The radiance radiating from the replacement of the Gun of Courage made it look like a star in this small area.

It's just that the heat is blocked.

"An existence according to the rules of time?"

Auriel said this and turned her attention to the guy who was driven out by the power of the Prius.

Dracula.

Accardo was influenced by the devil after absorbing the blood of that guy named Schrödinger.

Anyway, this guy has immortality that makes it difficult for even death to kill him, and he also holds a grudge.

The power of hatred had a severe effect on him, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

Hatred contrasts with the power of mercy, but Auriel is not going to help this guy become what he is.

It's not necessary, and it's not what Dracula wants.

"Huh? I came here by following Bulcasso's breath. Why didn't I see him? I've been looking for him for a while."

Dracula frowned and waved his cloak to drive away some of the heat emitted by the Prius.

At least the temperature here is livable.

There were just a few burnt marks on his cloak.

In terms of strength, Dracula is not a match for the Prius yet.

It's just that he's difficult enough.

"The Holy Mountain of Harrogas will shield outsiders from interference. Obviously you just reached an agreement with Bulqessor himself, but you will be able to feel his breath after a while."

Imprius said so.

When Bulcaisel becomes the Immortal King, the agreements he personally reaches with others will also be accepted by the barbarian group.

Such preferential treatment also means heavier responsibilities.

Things like sacrifice.

"Dracula, by the way I don't like bright lights."

Dracula introduced himself and looked at Imprius with a greedy look.

Although he has changed his personality, he is still a vampire.

He will still have a strong appetite when faced with a high-quality life.

"The look in your eyes reminds me of Bulcaisel's look towards the Fountain of Heaven. Are you hungry?"

As Prius asked, combat boots and skirt armor were already covering his body.

After a human gets a little used to it, the Prius is seizing the time to feel everything about being a human.

A full armor will hinder this, so he rarely appears like a tin can.

"I came here because I have something to say. The number of Weeping Angels is increasing rapidly. I have something to do recently, so tell Bulcaisuo that he is being targeted."

Dracula twitched the corners of his lips and left here angrily.

Bulcaisel received gifts from the Time Lords. It is normal for him to be targeted by those who feed on time as he possesses the power of time.

Hunters are always looking for prey to fill their stomachs.

Even if the prey is sometimes too powerful, the hunter will still take the gamble.

Weeping Angels, these monsters are going crazy with hunger.

Auriel and Imprius looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

The conversation continued after a long time.

"Are you going to Harrogath?"

"No! I'm not going."

"I just left there and didn't have much time."

"I just met Bulcaisel."

Auriel and Imprus had some disagreements about who should go to Harrogath to inform Bul-Kathos of the news.

Perhaps this kind of argument is also some of the interest of the two archangels after becoming humans?

Just as they were arguing, Coulson appeared in the blacksmith shop with a calm face.

He hadn't done anything bad yet, and even if he met Bul-Kathos, the good or evil of his aura would not make him Bul-Kathos' enemy.

It could even be said that his scapegoating of Nick Fury could be considered a good thing.

"Father Anderson, I think you probably know who I am."

Coulson said directly when he walked in, and then felt a little weird when he looked at Anderson and Frank who were sitting there like elementary school students.

Especially the opaque ball of light surrounding the table made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

After all, there was a little bit of Diablo's power in him.

The only good news was that Imprus and Auriel had no intention of showing up to expose it even though they felt a little bit of Diablo's aura.

Another thing is that Coulson only thought that the light ball was made by Anderson.

"I'm not a priest now."

Anderson said a little stiffly.

He could guess who this guy was from Coulson's suit.

SHIELD agents always wear this kind of uniform, as if wearing all black suits can make them blend into the circle of normal people.

In fact, wearing this uniform, they are already the brightest ones in the crowd.

There are many people wearing suits, but eight out of ten guys wearing pure black with the same tie and standard headphones are from SHIELD.

The remaining two are CIA and the other is probably the tax bureau?

Just look at their weapons to distinguish them.

The best weapons are definitely from the tax bureau, and the worst weapons are definitely from the CIA. Although SHIELD's funds are always insufficient, it can still make up a lot of cutting-edge technology.

Coulson's arrival was not discovered by the agents who were originally monitoring the blacksmith shop outside the door.

Because Coulson had transferred them away.

The equipment used was in a safe house of Nick Fury.

Of course, he did not forget to leave some traces of Melinda.

After all, he was taking the blame, so Nick Fury should have gotten used to it.

"Well, I heard that you are looking for traces of those rings. I have a piece of news that I think you might be interested in."

Coulson said so.

Coulson thought everything was in his plan.

Kingpin and Murdoc were probably the last people to know his identity as the Lord of the Sky Hammer. Murdoc hid it very well, so Coulson was not worried about being sold out.

And Kingpin had been targeted, so it was safer to kill him.

Father Anderson was the best knife.

"I'm not interested now."

Anderson said bluntly without any intention of taking care of Coulson.

Coulson was stunned for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to continue the topic.

Anderson was not interested in the rings, which was a bit troublesome.

"I'm interested, tell me."

Frank took over the conversation, which also made Coulson relieved from the bottom of his heart.

He thought Anderson might not want to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D., or he looked down on the news of one or two rings.

But as long as he said that there were eight rings in Kingpin's hand, it should be safe.

At worst, if he said that there were four pairs of opposing rings, even if there was the element of betraying Kingpin's information, this kind of news would definitely attract Anderson's attention.

"Kingpin has eight rings on his hand."

Coulson said while observing Anderson's expression.

When he saw Anderson frowning, he knew it was safe.

"Then what?"

Anderson said so.

But his eyes were a little disgusted.

Even if the angel Anderson, a subordinate of Courage, didn't know what Coulson was thinking, he still felt the vague malice.

Coulson didn't know about the angels of the High Heaven, which was very unfortunate.

In order to hide his identity, Diablo didn't tell these Sky Hammer Venerables about the information of the High Heaven.

This was not an omission, but Diablo felt it was unnecessary.

Sky Hammer Venerable was just an attempt, and it was good to play a little role.

"Eight rings, four black and four white."

After saying this, Coulson looked at Frank's hand intentionally.

This kind of obvious hint is not very clever, but it works.

Anderson is interested now.

So he stood up and walked to Coulson's side.

"Kingpin! The underworld king of New York, we found out that he has a ring on his hand."

Coulson said so.

He acted like an agent who needed help.

An ordinary agent disguised as an elite agent, it seems that there is no flaw.

If it weren't for courage and hope.

"Play a game?"

Imprus winked at Oriel.

"What?"

"Can Anderson beat Kingpin? I think he can."

Imprus expressed his opinion.

Oriel smiled: "Then I don't think he can."

After that, Anderson's hope was pushed back a little along the time.

Now Anderson will face a battle with many obstacles.

Imprus just smiled.

If you wish, that's the rule, there's nothing you can do about it.

So Auriel rarely expresses her opinions about someone.

But fortunately, courage will not diminish due to different circumstances.

This is one of the reasons I admire Anderson for the Prius.

"Whoever loses goes to Bulcaisel?"

Auriel said this with a smile.

She felt that she was more likely to be beaten when she went to find Burqueso.

Judging from the time, Bulcaisuo will probably succeed as the Immortal King soon.

If you disturb me at this time, you may be beaten by a group of people.

"In this case, let's forget it."

Inprius said with a smile.

He knew more or less what Auriel knew.

At least he knew about Bulkesso's succession.

I even had the idea to stop it not long ago.

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It seems a bit dangerous to use this as a bet.

If he causes trouble again this time, it won't be those few ancestors who beat him up.

It's even possible that Bulkesso took action himself.

This is called serious provocation...

"Ha~courage~"

Auriel raised her eyebrows.