531 Fire Bat! Lilith Suddenly Realized!

At this time in New York, there is still a person who is staying there doing nothing, looking like he is wandering on the street aimlessly and without hope.

Luke Cage, of course he doesn't think so in his heart.

But that face that looks a little angry always makes people think of these.

This guy is a little bit unrelated to the "upper class" at any time, even though he is indeed very strong.

The good news is that there are people around him, at least Leah is still here.

Leah has nothing to worry about now, or her mentality has changed a little since she regained her life.

After all, Adria is in the past, and the sadness she has experienced has become less important as she regained her life.

It's just that she occasionally thinks of her father and mother, Prince Aidan and the witch who once stood on the side of humans.

But now both of them seem to have nothing to do, and they all look up at the clouds in the sky.

"I feel a little bored. Have you noticed that the ancestors seem to have driven us all down from the holy mountain?"

Luke looked up at the clouds in the sky and said softly.

This is a serious topic, but Leah doesn't seem to be very interested in it.

After all, this kind of thing seems obvious.

The group of ancestors seemed quite open-minded, but each of them abided by some things from the past in their hearts.

For example, "Only the strong are qualified to sacrifice."

Luke saw that he couldn't get any answer from Leah, and his thoughts couldn't help but think of Jessica.

Thinking of the wedding.

Although he didn't know what Jessica was doing now, he felt that Jessica might have appeared in this long-lost city.

It's a pity that he guessed wrong.

Jessica is still on the holy mountain, holding the God of War's Blade tightly in her hand, with a serious face.

The last living barbarian of the Big Bear Tribe can't escape the fate of the barbarian.

This is not a fate imposed on her, nor is it just the price she has to pay for Orlac's mercy.

Jessica is different from Luke after all. This is the only young barbarian warrior with the blood of a certain tribe flowing in his body.

A warrior who survived the trial beyond the specification because of Orlac's sorrow and mercy.

When she took over the Blade of the God of War, she already knew what she would take on.

Of course, Orlac gave her the opportunity to choose.

The barbarian God of War has never been the kind of person who needs others to help him share the responsibility. A guy who always appears on the battlefield where he needs to turn the tide will not have much expectation of others from the bottom of his heart.

The God of War is of course proud and lonely, especially in the field of battle.

When Jessica faced the Blade of the God of War, she only needed to let go of the Blade of the God of War in her hand, so that the glory and legend of the God of War would disappear from the holy mountain, so that she would not have to bear this responsibility.

But Jessica's best feature is probably her independence.

Maybe she had given up on herself and was full of resentment and unwillingness towards the world, but as a hero, she could still gain everyone's trust.

She could continue to survive in the way she wanted, but she still took on this responsibility.

As long as she did not violate the bottom line of being a "human", whether she was cynical or full of roar and anger towards the world, it was up to her.

But Jessica finally chose to take over the legend of Orlak and the responsibility that belonged only to the God of War.

If she could survive this crisis, she would be able to proudly declare herself to be the God of War from the Big Bear Tribe.

Maybe when Jessica made this decision, her heart was full of pride and pride.

She had long regarded Orlak as a role like a strict father.

At this time, not only was Jessica on high alert, but the atmosphere on the entire Holy Mountain was still serious, because the soul of Nazebo was constantly conveying some dangerous messages!

The ancestors silently waited for the final result.

Whether Malsail came to the Holy Mountain again or appeared from other places.

These long-dead souls will immediately take action.

For the barbarians, even if life ends, as long as they can still swing weapons, the battle is not over.

Speaking of which, these guys may be quite compatible with the necromancer, after all, it seems that the only Nephalem who can make the dead continue to fight are the priests of Lasma.

Just as the ancestral spirits were waiting for the judgment, Lasma in the last fragment of the world took action!

Lasma may think that now is his best chance.

Just like his brothers, he found the best opportunity to seize more powerful authority!

The armor on the ancestor of the necromancer kept flashing, and the trajectory called "fate" was extracted from the skeleton of Inarius bit by bit!

Attack directly with this power? That's too superficial!

The most powerful place of the power of fate is definitely not to be used as energy bombardment, but to cast a curse!

Fortunately, Lasma is the top curse master!

There is probably no Nephalem in this world who is better at cursing than Lasma.

The power of fate was constantly rotating, and Malthael had no time to care about the dynamics here.

Although this may also be that he didn't care about what Lasma did.

Even his "brother" who lived with him day and night could not know what the Archangel of Wisdom was thinking, let alone a Lasma?

But at this time, there was only one thing that could be confirmed, that is, the pressure Li Min brought to Malthael was very huge!

As a mage, Li Min had even surpassed Tal Rasha, the great mage who sacrificed herself to seal Baal.

It was inevitable to surpass Tal Rasha. If Li Min met Baal now, she could make Baal unable to even scream!

It's a pity that, except for Bul-Kathos, who had the dark soul stone embedded in his forehead, none of the remaining Nephalem could make the Hell Demon completely disappear.

At most, it would let those guys return to their essence and be reborn again.

Who can destroy destruction itself?

Choosing the path of wisdom, Li Min, who kept exploring, always wanted to find this answer.

But this is also a question that the Archangel of Wisdom has been exploring for countless years.

The final answer that Malthael found was no different from that of Prince Aidan and Bul-Kathos now, that is, to use his own body as a container to seal those demon kings of hell.

Malthael was probably full of confidence when he made this decision.

After all, there is no mortal heart beating in the chest of the Archangel of Wisdom.

This is probably the reason why Tyrael did not resist when facing the dark soul stone.

The actions of the Archangel of Justice are always full of compromise, but I don't know what made him compromise.

Is it a better solution for others?

Or is it the suspicion of the Archangel of Justice as Tyrael?

Think about it carefully, justice seems to have never fully believed in anything.

Even full of doubts about himself.

At this time, Lilith, who is most likely to know the answer, chose to remain silent.

Maybe it's because no matter who wins, it doesn't affect her, or she already knows who will win.

As a mother, Lilith loves her children, but she was expressionless when Lasma chose to take action.

The infinite knowledge and long confinement may have affected her will.

Malthael laughed and met Li Min's attack!

At this time, it was not enough to describe the changes here as tragic.

Zul's soul had been completely broken, and even the Archangel of Wisdom who had seized the power of death could not find a way to revive this great Nephalem.

Under the continuous attack of the power of death, Nazebo's strong body once again showed that hunched appearance!

Even weaker than before!

After all, no matter how thin he was in appearance or how twisted his body structure was, he was still a powerful Nephalem.

Even if he used to look as thin as a bamboo pole, he could still wield the sacrificial knife and voodoo doll in his hand to physically smash the heads of a large group of demons.

But at this time, Nazebo was no different from an old man who could only sit on a bench and watch the sunset quietly.

Perhaps even weaker!

Even standing in place made his body shaky.

Speaking of which, among these Nephalem, the one who thinks he is most likely to defeat Malthael, who represents death, is not even Li Min, the mage who has mastered a lot of rule evolution, but Nazebo, who has comprehended the true meaning of the soul.

Li Min is indeed arrogant, because she is indeed a rare genius in the world.

But the most arrogant among them is Nazebo, who now has to use all his strength to stand.

A witch doctor who regards his team members and partners as fools and walks on his own path alone is more arrogant and stubborn than a mage with a simple desire to show off and explore!

But until this time, Nazebo, who had no power to resist, realized the gap between himself and Malthael, and felt defeated for the first time!

Wisdom has existed for too long, and the knowledge and unique power cognition mastered by Nazebo are like no secrets in front of Malthael.

A skill can be used at most twice, and the key points will be mastered by Malthael in front of him.

Even if the Archangel of Wisdom only used a little energy to explore the unknown in these aspects, he could still generate enough knowledge.

Perhaps in this world, except for the "mortal heart", nothing can be hidden from him.

This time, Nazebo had no other power.

It was at this time that Nazebo understood why Bul-Kathos was able to bring enough trauma to Masail when he first met Masail!

There is only one thing in this world that is difficult to take shortcuts, and that is pure wrestling!

Even if Masail is also a skilled warrior, what is the decisive factor when two warriors with similar skills fight?

That is only pure power.

So Masail was chopped to pieces by Bul-Kathos's dark soul stone!

Nazebo's life was like a candle in the wind. The souls that had signed a contract with him had all disappeared, and the strong body that he could rely on was also being lost bit by bit.

The only thing that could be thankful for was that all this had not completely taken away the source of Nazebo's power.

He still had one last resort.

As a witch doctor with the best relationship with souls, he still had one last resort to carry and fulfill the wishes of those souls!

This was the power he realized when he climbed the newly built Holy Mountain of Harrogath by the barbarians!

In addition to being a remnant of consciousness and life, the soul was also a powerful force that should not be underestimated!

Suddenly, Nazebo began to gather the fragments of souls that had lost consciousness, using his body as nourishment to gather strength!

Fire bat!

A skill that almost accompanied the witch doctor's entire combat career!

It was also the skill that represented the witch doctor's most powerful output!

The essence of this skill should not be to "summon" fire bats, but to use pure power, whether it was mana or soul, as long as it was infused, and then give them the appearance of bats and the rules of fire.

This is a powerful outlet for energy!

The explosion of the World Stone forced two hell demons and an archangel to return to their origins and reshape themselves. If the power of the explosion could be controlled by an effective output port, it would be powerful enough to knock down the high-level heaven or penetrate the burning hell!

The witch doctor has such means!

Nazebo completely gave up on prolonging his life!

Even the voodoo doctor who kept asking him in his consciousness no longer paid attention.

The energy that was originally used to maintain the body's defense was also completely mobilized!

Nazebo's actions finally moved Lilith!

Knowledge is never the best when it is complicated. Sometimes the simplest method is just as effective.

It's like ordinary humans don't need any high-tech ballpoint pens in a weightless state. They only need a carbon rod to complete the goal of recording data!

But what moved Lilith was not the energy output mode of the "Fire Bat" skill, but the energy level that could pose a fatal threat to her, Lasma, and even Malthael!

The number of souls lost by the strongest witch doctor Nazebo in this battle has long been incalculable.

Lilith knew that the number would definitely not be less than the barbarian souls that had accumulated before the Holy Mountain of Arreat was blown up!

Even if it was just the last remaining power, it would be just as fierce when transformed into fire bats!

Why did the witch doctor transform these powers into the image of a fire bat?

Because blood is the currency of the soul!

And these bats transformed with the power of the soul can ignite the soul of the attacked while causing wounds!

The reason why Lilith knew all this so well was not because she was "knowledge"!

But because the energy formula of this skill was left in the witch doctor heritage, the only thing inherited from Lilith!

This was the first gift Lilith left for her son, the ancestor of the witch doctor!

At the suggestion of her husband, the angel of destiny, Inarius, Lilith chose such a formula from the endless "knowledge" and gave it to her son!

"Inarius..."

Lilith read out her husband's name, and wanted to recall her husband's face in her mind, but the face that should have been impossible to forget could not be remembered at all!

Lilith finally understood what was missing from the so-called "endless" knowledge!

That was everything about "fate"!

Lilith turned her sight towards Malthael!

Everything that Wisdom knew would appear in Lilith's mind as "knowledge"!

This could only mean one thing, that the Archangel of Wisdom had never figured out what Inarius was!

Even Wisdom couldn't remember Inarius's face!

At this time, the legend made of Inarius's bones on Lasma's body truly formed a dazzling existence!

It was not light, nor was it any existence in Lilith's cognition!

The name of that thing was obvious, it would only be "fate" itself!

"Lasma! Stop!"

Lilith showed her anxiety, and for the first time took the initiative to call out the name given to her by her son!

When has fate ever been controlled?

But fate has indeed been defeated!

Because of the existence of a Nephalem!

Uldyssian!