378 Our Lady of Grace! Save Us!

It was not Lasma who said this, but the first-generation Burkasos who was standing there and had lost his mind!

Lasma definitely had no noble intention to use his life in exchange for Lilith's arrival.

And the first-generation Burkasos would not value brotherhood and stop Lasma's dedication!

Maybe there was still some brotherhood in their hearts, but that could no longer affect their actions!

If these two guys were so noble, they would not stand by Lilith and kill all angels and demons with different opinions!

They would not kill Vasily and take away his pure vitality!

A mutual calculation by those with deep minds!

But there will not be only one victim!

The soul of the first-generation Burkasos does not have the blood of the Nephalem!

Lasma had a weird smile on his face, and in an instant, Sonya's figure appeared on the spot!

He used the summons of the soul of the first-generation Burkasos to the body and brought Sonya here abruptly!

"Ha!"

Sonya let out a violent roar, but her body flew upside down and was nailed to a stone pillar!

"Lasma!"

Sonya roared, and the soul of the first Bul-Kathos flew and stood in front of Sang Yan!

In order to gain more powerful power, Sonya and her friends had to explore the power of the barbarian bloodline from the body of the first ancestor!

Although Karasim had raised objections, Sonya did it without hesitation!

At this time, the soul of the first Bul-Kathos began to control the blood of that arm, and Sonya became the furnace that provided power!

These did not escape Masail's calculations!

"Lasma! I will come back!"

The soul of the first Bul-Kathos roared like this, and the anger in his empty eyes was only a flash!

In front of the necromancers who are experts in controlling souls, the mere residual soul was deprived of the qualification to be angry.

Then he completely lost his will, and this remnant soul became a body and a sacrifice that carried power!

"My brother, I hope you can see how great the power of our mother is!"

Lasma continued to speak in a chanting tone.

The set of Inarius's blessing on his body began to emit a stronger glow!

The light shone on Sonya's body, and the hot blood quickly burst out from Sonya's abdomen! The soul of the first generation of Bul-Kathos was completely dyed red!

"Perhaps, our father also hopes to release our mother."

Lasma's tone was full of strong malice with a teasing tone.

Lasma, who made his father's bones into a legendary suit with his own hands, was not noble!

But as a strong man, he has never been despicable!

The existence he calculated and harmed was prepared for this.

So there is no complaint!

Even if he is not sure whether his mother can win a victory in the hands of Malthael now.

But knowledge is never useless!

Lasma firmly believes this!

With a snap!

Sonya's figure, which had lost a whole circle of weight, fell to the ground!

Now she was just a remnant!

The useful things in her body had been completely integrated into the stone pillar.

The existence that chanted the spell was not her after all, but the souls of Lasma and the first Bul-Kathos!

So Sonya, who had released enough blood, gained freedom, and perhaps had the honor of witnessing the coming of Lilith!

But her power was weakened, and her body was weaker than a recruit!

And the death of Malsail was invading her weak body!

The figure nailed there on the stone pillar was also replaced by the blood-stained soul of the first Bul-Kathos!

The blood spread and formed part of a large net!

The sacrifice was almost completed!

"One more!"

Lasma whispered, and blood flew on the ground to form another Lasma. The only difference between that figure and Lasma himself was the equipment on his body!

And he was nailed to the tall stone pillar by Lasma himself!

Blood spurted out again, but not a single drop fell to the ground!

Blood and soul split!

This is harmful to Lasma, but there is no other way at this time!

Malsail will only provide two sacrifices, and he must deal with the last one!

The separated part of blood and soul contains the power from Vasili.

And the power of the original Nephalem is also part of what is needed to awaken Lilith.

To remove the seal of Lilith, you need the power of angels and demons, and Nephalem is the best sacrifice!

Before this, Lasma had sacrificed countless lives, constantly weakening the multiple blockades!

After sacrificing the largest piece of the remnant soul of the first generation of Bul-Kathos, plus his own blood, the seal finally reached the final stage before breaking!

And the final sacrificer will make a decision!

"Pray to the life three times! Bow three times to open the door! Pray to the blood sacrifice of the wisher! Please return to the holy place!"

A pious voice sounded!

Karasim, who was struggling in front of Malsail, recited the spell word by word!

Malthael laughed and put down the Reaper of Souls on Li Min's neck!

Kharazim's body flew into the deep hole of unknown depth! Those phantoms shattered into various elements in an instant!

"That's it! That's it!"

Malthael finally became excited, and only then could he see a trace of something called madness in him!

"What on earth do you want to do!?"

Natsuba's hoarse question rang out as the fire bats circled along his stooped yet tall body!

The curse of the soul has been quietly arranged by him.

The energy like fireflies continued to spread, covered by the light of the fire bats, chasing Karasim in the direction he left!

Soul-eating!

Witch doctors are also masters of the soul.

He could already feel the ominous smell spreading.

More importantly, he felt what Karasim had done!

"I want Lilith to come, and so does Rathma."

Malthael explained, but Ozil suddenly died behind him!

Malthael trembled, and then looked at Nazebo.

"You're going to kill an angel's soul? Interesting thought.

Even though the higher heaven has left this world, it has not been destroyed.

Ozil will be resurrected, as an angel!

And at that time, I will rush to his side to bring back everything that this world should have. "

Malthael seemed to be in a good mood.

He even kindly explained to the few remaining Nephalem.

No one knows if he has other ideas, or if this wisdom is really crazy.

But at this time, there is nothing they can do!

Without the trembling power of Karasim, Li Min could not withstand Malthael in battle.

And Nazebo's methods are particularly weak in the face of death.

The soul is only a part of the body that is under the power of death.

And Voodoo couldn't let Nazbo protect himself.

"You want to kill us?"

Vera said this.

He turned the ring on his hand and took off his hood, revealing a delicate and cold face.

"Isn't this a matter of course? It's just that I will be kind enough to let you witness the arrival of your ancestors!"

Malthael said this.

He casually used the Reaper of Souls to knock the flying knives to the ground.

Then disappear!

"Vera, Özil's body and power have not been dissipated yet!"

As Natsubo said this, a cold ripple appeared on his body!

Soul Harvest!

Özil's corpse turned into a small energy ball before it was supposed to turn into rainbow light, and was hit by Natsubo with a broken earthen jar.

Then he threw it directly to Vera.

"Has your hatred revived? Now take back the commandments belonging to the angels and continue fighting!"

Natsubo said this!

The strength of a witcher is one part emotion and the other part restraint.

Represents both demons and angels.

It's just that hatred will not be completely cut off. When Malthael gathered enough strength to intensify the remaining seeds of the Great Demon God's power, Valar's hatred was taken away.

It's just that hatred will continue to be generated.

The loss of the commandments happened not long ago!

Used by Rathma to confine a soul!

"Knowledge is coming! We don't have time!"

Li Min turned pale and exited the state of the Dharma Protector, and his mind suffered a huge impact!

She used her own will to declare control and unity to a world that was heading for destruction. The constant collapse of the end made her shaken.

"Krashim is trustworthy."

Natsubo explained this.

He believed that since Karasim took the initiative to recite the spell, he would have the corresponding method.

Following his words, Li Min's face looked much better.

She thought of a possibility.

"Let's leave first! Then wait! Vandaloni has successfully reincarnated! We still have a chance!"

Li Min was a little flustered.

Very few among the Nephalem were aware of this kind of panic.

Even when she shouted that she needed treatment, she had never been so weak.

But at this time, no one can appreciate this scenery!

Nazbo took off his mask and shook the voodoo doll in his hand.

He probably gets it.

Karasim chose to abandon this hard-tempered body and use his soul to find reincarnation.

It doesn't matter when he left behind.

Survival is the core now!

"I have a little hiding place."

Natsubo waved the sacrificial knife in mid-air for a moment.

It left a deep crack in the air.

Then he simply jumped a few times, muttered two strange spells with the sound of phlegm stuck in his throat, and awakened a huge zombie beast, an ugly zombie hound and an army of jumping ghost dolls from the ground!

These summons belonging to the dead struggled to tear at the deep crack, and the two ghost children pushed Li Min and Vera towards that place.

A pair of lightbulb eyes flashed on Nazebo's old face.

The Soul Erosion has hung on Vandaloni's soul!

No matter where he is reincarnated, this mark will allow Nazebo to find his comrades!

…

"The last sacrifice~Can't you wait? Malthael!"

Rasma looked at Malthael who appeared in front of him again and pretended to be relaxed.

If Malthael chooses to attack him at this time, it will become much more complicated.

After casting Blood Soul Dual Points and sacrificing his other self, Rathma was no longer able to resist death.

Life was sent to the altar, just waiting for the final coming.

"Knowledge~ Maybe she knows how to save the world. But Lilith is a demon, the daughter of hatred. Do you think she will tell you the knowledge that she cherishes?

Closing the door to sharing is the cruelest thing she has done as a demon!

You have been cut off from a path to become powerful."

Masail said so.

The words that sounded like slander could not move Lasma.

Or Lasma knew very well what kind of existence her mother was.

And she didn't care about it at all!

The words that seemed to shake Lasma's determination became the final foreshadowing!

But it doesn't make sense to say anything now!

Karasim's body was hung on the stone pillar!

The blood was connected to the big net with holy gold!

Karasim's body could no longer feel the existence of the soul, and at this time, Sonya on the ground let out a roar!

Then in the last moment of struggle, she disappeared from the hole that suddenly appeared on the ground.

Malthael nodded, everything was going as he expected!

Lasma's face turned worse, and he used his magic power to control the body of Karasim who had lost his soul and began to recite the last words!

The blood net became thinner and thinner, and then turned into a bloody silk!

"Welcome to the daughter of hatred! The creator of Sanctuary!"

As Karasim's body spit out these words.

A face appeared on the silk, slowly stretched out his head and arms and slowly passed through the bright red!

The blood turned into petals and began to fall a little bit!

The existence closest to the power of creation!

The embodiment of the power of knowledge!

Lasma knelt on one knee, as if exploring the untouchable stars, and raised his left hand high!

His eyes were full of childlike expectations and inexplicable sadness!

"Welcome! Lilith!"

Karasim's body said the last words, and this tempered body lost the breath of life!

And that slender and malicious figure finally passed through the silk and placed his hand in Lasma's palm!

Endless petals slowly fell, embellishing this originally gloomy place like the beauty of a god's garden!

"Welcome, the last demon in this world, all the hatred of selfishness and power! And the knowledge that is exclusive! Lilith, long time no see."

Malsail stood in place, put away the Scythe of Souls and clapped his hands gently.

The thin and weird applause became the only accompaniment!

Malsail raised his head and looked at the light that fell from the ground deep underground.

The eyes hidden under the hood were full of pity!

He felt hope, only hope that he had not completely cut off his connection with this world!

Hope forever!

Lasma saw his mother's cold face clearly, and then lowered his head!

Lilith's overly strong face showed the harshness of being a demon!

The exquisite and huge horns spread people's thirst for knowledge!

"Masaiel, do you need my help? But knowledge is priceless!"

Lilith didn't even bother to look at the three bodies hanging on the stone pillars, she just stared at Masaiel coldly.

The silk behind her was like a luxurious long dress, and also like a curtain that had just been opened! Hanging high!

"Destruction is imminent."

Masaiel smiled!

Waving the Scythe of Souls, he took away the soul of the first generation of Bul-Kathos hanging on the pillar.

This action made Lilith's pupils shrink slightly for a moment.

That emotion was not like the kinship of blood, but the dissatisfaction of having private property taken away!

"Mother of God! Save us!"

Lasma said to Lilith with a plea in her mouth.

Lilith nodded slowly, and blood slid down her body!

…

On the Holy Mountain of Harrogath, Immortal Mr. Craig's eyes suddenly closed, and the moment he opened them again, he revealed endless old age!

"All Gods! Be with me!"

Fandaroni was reborn!

At the cost of the fusion of two souls!

Became a new monk!

No longer Fandaroni, nor Kharazim!

But a brand new monk who inherited part of their past!

This was the arrangement he had completed a long time ago. Leoric, as the tool he used to complete the arrangement, gave the fragments of his soul to a strong enough person.

Only a strong enough person can withstand the rough fusion.

Only when the two souls squeeze out the water and merge into one can they retain the independent part of consciousness.

Otherwise, the reborn will only be a simple Kharazim, not a new monk.

Reincarnation!

Initiation!

The two are the same!

And in the New York Sanctuary, another figure passed through the Cosmic Cube!

The breath of Malthael emanated from the opened portal!

Sonya fell heavily to the ground!

The floor that had just been repaired was destroyed again!