$559 The Friendship Between Jorez and Baal

At the same time, in the Burning Hell, it is on the borderline that separates the Burning Hell from this world.

You can almost tell the difference between the two lands just by looking at them.

Although one side is deserted, there are no openings that are constantly opening, and there are no densely packed demons crawling out from below.

At this time, the ancestral spirit who was once called a warrior stood here.

Although his current position is far away from Baal who is sitting high on the throne, the eyes of the two beings are intersecting at this time.

This kind of tacit understanding can only be cultivated after a long time of getting along, and Joriz and Barr are definitely not strangers.

Perhaps no one among the ancestor spirits is more familiar with Baal than Joe Ritz.

Even if there is nothing that cannot be said between the two beings, it is already very troublesome to meet a hell demon.

Especially the existence of Paladins and Templars. People of these two professions are different from Crusaders like Johanna.

They need to be more fanatical.

"Joriz, are you willing to be corrupted by me now? At this time? If I remember correctly, you should have nothing left. At most, there is only a little bit of legend left to stay on the mountain where you have high hopes. "Up there."

The moment Barr spoke, his focus was already in front of Joriz. The two beings just looked at each other through the light barrier used to separate this world from the burning hell.

Neither of the two entities chose to make any move towards the other side at this time.

This is a kind of tacit understanding.

As barbarians, Choriz and Hell Demon Lord Baal both knew that they could only communicate under the current situation where they could not contact each other.

When the barrier disappears, it's a fight between barbarians and demons.

Generally speaking, neither existence will break this barrier, even if that barrier may be destroyed by even a slightly stronger wind.

"What do you want to know from me?"

There was anger in Joriz's eyes, and the source of this anger was the hell demon in front of him.

Since when has Baal been a better handler than Diavolo? Because this guy has no demands, when he wants to get something, his tightly grabbing hands can remind people of the most powerful pliers.

That feeling is definitely no better than the feeling of that bug in Duriel pulling out his teeth with pliers, and even having his knuckles crushed bit by bit is no more painful than Baal's greedy gaze!

These are things that Joe Ritz has experienced before, and his judgment can be said to be "authoritative."

"If I wanted to know something about fate from you and Leiko at the beginning, then now you no longer have the news that I have to know.

But you actually appear in front of me at this time?

It seems that the barbarians on Mount Harrogath are not all mortals. "

Barr didn't smile at all, even though his tone of voice was very frivolous.

Perhaps arrogance is the most appropriate way to describe his performance at this time, but Barr never allows himself to act arrogant.

He only destroys and wants nothing more than to be destruction.

"If any of us is truly alive, I'm afraid you can no longer talk to me like this!

I remember that what I promised you has been completed long ago, and even the agreement between us has ended long ago.

Aren't you curious why I appear here at this time, in front of the arrogant Demon God of Destruction who has captured part of Leiko's soul?

Of course, those things you did have long since become a thing of the past, and you can only be called a ‘demon’ in my eyes. "

When Joriz spoke, he seemed to be somewhat free and easy about what he said, but his tightly clenched fists showed his inner uneasiness.

Vader?

Joe Ritz's pseudonym, in order to earn enough money to redeem his lover.

It sounds like a romantic story with a bit of black humor, but only the man himself knows how much pain and anger it contains.

By the way, Joe Ritz is now a dead person, a male ancestral spirit?

"There is almost no need to guess what you want to do when you come to me. What can you get from me?

I only have one thing that can interest you. Why can't you wait to destroy it now?

Or have you already found an opportunity to completely destroy Malthael's will?

Or maybe the 'noble' ancestors on Harrogas Mountain finally had some selfish motives and planned to blow up the damn mountain again and gain freedom. "

Barr spoke slowly, not taking Joe Ritz into his eyes.

Although the fact that Joe Ruiz could appear in front of him now still interested him, Barr didn't intend to explore these things.

Because knowing this would not help his goals.

As for true "freedom", this is a bit of a pity.

Even though all Nephalem would feel uncomfortable with the description of the Mortal Heart, they would not deny it.

People are subject to change, and Baal never believed that the Nephalem would always uphold their original intentions.

Perhaps one of the ancestors in the Holy Mountain can't stand the feeling of becoming one with a mountain after closing his eyes.

Even hatred that penetrates the bone marrow will eventually dissolve. When the dream of revenge is achieved or no longer has hope of being achieved, hatred will also disappear with time.

"Okay, Jorez! I never remember you being such a hesitant guy. Just tell me what you want, and then I can wait for the day you hope for."

Baal showed his annoyance, and everything around him began to make the crackling sound of glass under pressure.

Even the hell demon yawned, and the dark bottomless throat appeared in front of Jorez.

"We are all dead, and the dead should not interfere with too many things.

I just want to tell you that what you expect is impossible! Whether you really reach the end without emotion, or because you are killed, only the rules that can represent your identity are left.

You can't get what you want!"

When Jorez spoke, his whole head was squeezed on the light shield, and the power of hell burned his face bit by bit, and bursts of smoke rose up.

It seems that Jorez is more like a demon than Bal at this moment.

"You, are you here to tell me this? Don't be ridiculous. Guys like you are like maggots in the swamp! No matter if there is any danger or not, guys like you will not give up.

Do you want to kill me here!?"

Bal looked at the ugly face and suddenly laughed.

"You want to kill me? That's great! You want to challenge me? Ha? No! You are just looking for death!

But I won't satisfy your humble wish!"

Bal said while laughing.

When one person challenges another, there may be various reasons.

But the most fundamental point is to feel that you are stronger than the other person.

Jorez is brave, but not arrogant.

What he is doing now is looking for death!

"Jorez! You got your wife's soul back from me! But you finally found that the soul could not return to the familiar Reiko, no matter what, right?

Then you think that killing me can change the result?

Ha! Then what do you think the missing soul of Reiko represents?

Is it a memory like Bul-Kathos? Or a feeling? Or... love for you?"

Baal kept talking. He had said too much at this time. When he was with his brothers and sisters, he would not have said so many words for many years.

In the past, when there was only endless fighting, he was too lazy to even make a war cry.

Because it will never make sense.

There is only a beginning but no end, that is meaningless.

The Eternal War has been fought for countless years. Not only those who choose to escape to the Sanctuary are tired of this war, but also the devils of hell and the archangels.

No one can see the end, and they can't even imagine what it will look like after the war ends.

So, they each made efforts and made choices.

Baal thought that it was painful to seek meaning, and that it was impossible to have a little value in the endless.

So he wanted to return himself to the chaos at the beginning, the years without him, only destruction.

No need to think, nothing is needed.

No boring hatred and fighting, or even nothing!

That is the freedom that Baal seeks!

But there is a problem that he has to consider, that is fate!

What kind of future does fate want? Or what kind of ending does fate stipulate?

That is not something that Inarius, the fool in Baal's eyes, can decide!

Inarius is Inarius. Even if he did not give the power of the archangel to Isreal, he cannot represent the will of fate!

Fate, death, war or everything else that exists should not be controlled by a consciousness!

This is Baal's wish!

More than once, he threw himself into those battles where he could not see the chance of winning, and more than once, he watched those humans find a way to "seal" the devil of hell!

But those expectations turned into disappointment again and again!

Baal has been crazy for a long time!

Who is not crazy in that experience?

Maybe the Archangel of Wisdom hasn't yet, that guy may be the only normal person among a group of crazy people who enjoy madness!

Because Malsail chose to find a solution!

Even if this method is cruel and ruthless!

Kill all humans in the world, because there is a demonic side in the human body!

Kill everything related to the devil, and let the concept of the devil wither!

This may end the endless battle, and this may bring an end to the eternal war!

It's just that the crazy people began to enjoy madness!

"Baal, who do you want to die in?"

Qiao Ruiz looked at Baal inside, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to have re-recognized this Destroyer Demon, his eyes were deep and calm.

"Who do I want to die in? Thank you! Thank you for finally treating me as the same as you.

The devil and the archangel of hell will not die, just like the unlucky Leoric, we can only disappear, but not be killed."

Baal looked at the quiet Jorez in front of him, and seemed to see his elder brother in a trance.

Not the Mephisto who handed over the knowledge, but the Mephisto who once mastered the knowledge and was full of hatred and anger!

The hateful demon at that time was the real master of the Burning Hell!

"The elder brother at that time, perhaps he had foreseen it long ago? So he chose ignorance?"

Baal's laughter gradually subsided, and he waited until he was completely quiet before he slowly said this sentence.

"Jorez, do you think ignorance is happiness or pain?"

Baal stretched out an index finger with his human-like hand and gently tapped on the light shield of the Burning Hell.

His action was as if he was waiting for Jorez to touch his finger with him through the light shield like him.

"Powerlessness is pain."

Jorez slowly raised the confrontation in his hand and poked Baal on the other side of the light shield.

But there was no response, and Jorez's power was not enough to shake the light shield.

This warrior is not weak, but facing this light shield that even the three ancestors cannot directly break, he is definitely not strong.

"So, you can feel the pain now! I can't do anything about Reiko, and the same goes for you!"

Baal said this, and his dark eyes, which no one has ever carefully explored, reflected a meaningful light like a black agate.

"Then now is the second thing! Diablo, what do you want!?"

Jorez looked at Baal firmly, as if he was sure that the other party would tell him.

Jorez, who asked this question, seemed very strange, and Baal, who looked at Jorez, gave an even stranger answer.

"He wants to change the world."

Baal spoke as if he was slightly drunk, relaxed and free.

Just like leaning against the window in the afternoon and feeling the sun shining on his face, he was ready to accept the warmth.

"So now, Jorez, are you satisfied? Or is your previous joke going to become your real purpose, and you plan to seek death at this time? In my hands?"

Baal said in a tone of driving the other party away, as if a hunchbacked old man was tired of such a conversation, and the rising fatigue in his body took away all his energy.

"In the current Holy Mountain of Harrogath, Volusk is not able to sort out all the power like Kanai. Maybe after giving him some time, he can take on this responsibility well, but I'm not sure how long it will take, maybe a day? Or it may be many years."

Jorez said a piece of news that the Demon King of Hell should not know.

"What do you want me to do? Go to your holy mountain in person, now that Bul-Kathos is temporarily unable to get away? When courage and hope are both there, and now that you are waiting for the winner from Masail?

Stop it, I just want to be calm and not feel pain anymore.

I am visiting your house now? Do you really think I will be treated by you instead of being "killed" in advance?

Jorez, do you know that no matter how much you have done for your lover, and no matter how many years later she will know everything you have done for her, she will not be grateful to you!

You just moved yourself. The courage required to accept the love of others is more magnificent than simple dedication. If you don't want to believe it, you can consult the stubborn Imprus.

He told me these words back then."

Baal's figure flashed and returned to his throne.

He slumped his body like a puddle of mud on the so-called throne, which was actually just a few stones that would not be born in the burning hell and could be seen everywhere in the sanctuary.

The Burning Hell is destined to be barren!

Just like the high-level heaven is destined to have sweet rain flowing from the spring.

"If you have to choose, who do you want to let you sleep? Bul-Kathos or Malthael?"

Joeriz asked softly. He knew that he relied on the light shield of the Burning Hell, and Baal, who was sitting in it, could hear what he said no matter how far away he was.

"Uldyssian" Baal said this name.

If he had to choose a person to execute him, then Baal would wisely say this name no matter how many times he answered this question!

"He was about to succeed. What stopped him? Guess? Would it be the death that all life cannot escape?

Was it the fate of falling at his feet?

It could also be me? Or Lilith? Even Mephisto. Diablo, Durel, and Andariel?

Israel, Auriel, Imprus or Tyrael? Even Inarius who has already fallen at his feet?"

Baal said a long list of names, as if hinting at Joeriz in front of him.

He didn't know why he had to say these things to the barbarian who had made a deal with him.

But that didn't matter.

Baal never spent too much energy on these useless "answers".

"I don't want to know these. If you really have such a conversation, can you tell me how to make Leiko and Leiko become the person I remember again?"

Qiao Ruiz said softly.

The confrontation in his hand broke a sharp corner from the light shield at this time!

The legend of confrontation itself is the most suitable weapon for those who are good at charging.

A sound like glass breaking came from the light shield of the Burning Hell. The demon army that had been bred for so long and had no visible boundaries turned their sights to that Jorez along the source of the sound!

The demons looked at Jorez in unison with all kinds of strange faces, and the malice in their eyes could almost burn this warrior!

"By the way, the reason why I came here is not only because those ancestors had some ideas, but also because they understand that I, like Reiko, may harm a barbarian, but will not bring any threat to this group!

The deal between you and me has always been just you and me."

Jorez said so.

In fact, it was almost the same, but when the one he harmed became the only choice for the barbarian group, things changed.

Jorez, who used the alias "Vida", and Burkaso were good friends. Burkaso offered to help "Vida" collect the money, and was even willing to beat up the "creditor" after helping him pay the money.

But Jorez didn't agree.

Because this transaction was only between him and Baal from the beginning to the end!