$722 Inarius Hates His Fate but Can Do Nothing About It
“My brother, I never thought a day like this would come.
You actually gave up your noble identity and instead became human beings in the form of the rules themselves.
Or do you all think Tyrell made the right choice? "
Inaris' figure hasn't appeared yet, but his voice has already sounded!
“Tyrell’s choice has nothing to do with us, and your resurrection is only our temporary decision.
Although you are still weak, you have not lost your destiny instinct, right? "
Inprius doesn't have a nice tone towards Inaris.
The power of fate is so strange that even Imperius and the others, as archangels, are still in awe.
Besides, Inarius is not just himself, he is also destiny!
A monster with two different ideas and standards!
That's right!
Because Prius would use "monster" to describe Inaris!
Not even the less sharp "heterogeneous" one, but the "monster" full of derogatory remarks!
"My son, are you just going to watch your uncle resurrect me?
Have you forgotten how terrible I am?
Ah, my dear Bulcasso, you are dead...
You actually died without me breaking your neck...
So, is destiny really not an empty talk..."
Inarius noticed his son's state.
Inaris had no opinion on Rathma's state of being like a living dead.
His youngest son was not born powerful, so it would not be surprising to see any changes he made in order to follow in his footsteps.
But Bulkesso... was different.
"Yes, I'm dead.
But not completely dead.
My dear brother was responsible for many of my deaths.
He was seeking revenge for his other brother.
Father, your return is never a good thing.
Even if you give up your status as an archangel, you are still the most dangerous one in the higher heavens. "
The first generation Bulka simply sat on the ground with his legs crossed and looked at Inaris in front of him.
The long-lost father-son talk?
Maybe it can be regarded as such.
If it is necessary to fight to end all this, they will choose to fight.
“Are you two the only ones left of my children?
Your mother...ah, she has been sealed by me a long time ago.
The power of time always makes people helpless. Time can cross the long river and let me see the destined ending in the next moment.
But I think the world is not what I once predicted.
Does that mean Uldyssian finally succeeded? "
Inaris' figure finally appeared in everyone's sight!
The figure is not burly, but he can still be called tall.
He did not wear a hood to hide his face, and his handsome face appeared in everyone's sight without any concealment.
Only those eyes are a little weird...
They were a pair of gray and empty eyes, looking like a blind man, unable to respond to anything outside.
It seemed to be emitting a faint light, but no trace could be found.
"Udyssian succeeded?
I don't even know about this.
Don't tell me you don't know about the agreement signed with High Heaven and Burning Hell. "
The corners of the first-generation Bulcaisel's mouth rose slightly.
The Battle of Original Sin is a battle between the High Heaven and the Burning Hell, but the final winner is the Nephalem!
This result will make even a rough and arrogant guy like the first generation Bulcaisel happy.
You may even feel a little peaceful about it...
This is a very subtle story...
"He shouldn't have failed! Oh~ fate is so powerful..."
There was not much emotion in Inaris' tone.
From the moment he started speaking until now, he always seems to be lamenting something powerful.
In the mouth of Inarius, people could not hear his praise for himself.
No one has ever said anything about how powerful Inaris is.
No one but himself can distinguish fate from him.
“I saw a Crusader…she was going to stop me?
And you would actually take action against her? why is that?
You all know that now that I can clearly control my body, letting her kill me is the best ending.
But you actually choose to stop her? Stop someone trying to save you? "
Inaris' tone finally had some ups and downs, but it felt strangely strange.
"Johanna?"
Auriel said Johanna's name, and only she and Imprius could say Johanna's name here.
“Father, you will die willingly.
But fate does not.
Our action is destined after you say it. "
Rasma had a strange, somewhat cruel smile on her face.
Inarius was born unfree!
His words represent destiny, and his observations represent destiny!
For this reason, Inaris gave up his vision and only judged everything through the voice of fate.
This will at least give other beings more possibilities...
Inaris has always been a loving father, he loves his children.
Love your children’s children, your children’s children’s children…
It’s just that fate cannot have love!
From the moment Inarius violated fate, he lost the right to love others.
But what can stop a father from loving his children?
Fate and Inarius' love intertwined and became an inexplicable curse!
"I forgot that I can't tell you all my thoughts.
I can't say love to your mother, nor can I say I... Oh~ Forget it.
I can't say it."
Inarius just sighed for a long time, then stood there and tidied his clothes.
He wanted to die, but he couldn't die!
Because Inarius once said something when he was suppressed by "Diablo" to the point of almost dying during the Eternal War!
He said: "I am immortal! Death is just a journey, I will return eventually!"
So Inarius will always return.
This is also destined by fate!
"It's really ugly, fortunately I interrupted you at that time."
The first generation of Bul-Kathos took out his backpack, but nothing came out.
"I originally wanted to be a brewer, but you said that the name 'Bul-Kathos' sounds like a good blacksmith.
It turns out that I am a blacksmith, and that guy is also a blacksmith.
I want to say that this is a coincidence, but I can't...
Fortunately, he is an excellent brewing master."
The first generation of Bul-Kathos wiped his hands on his body and said helplessly.
At this time, Inarius was full of curiosity, but he stopped talking.
The previous few words may have brought huge impact.
Fortunately, what he said before was not much different from what he had said before, so there would probably be no problem.
"Who is this!?"
A heroic and tough voice sounded, and Johanna finally arrived!
If nothing unexpected happens, Johanna will attack Inarius next, and then the existences including Imprus and Auriel will stop him.
Although they can't think of why they should do this now...
From what Inarius said before, they didn't attack Johanna lightly!
"Inarius, the father of the Nephalem.
By the way, we didn't have time to meet in Sanctuary.
I am Lasma, a necromancer."
Lasma introduced herself to Johanna.
In the final battle, Lasma had seen the power of Nazeebo, Vera, Kharazim and Sonya.
But Johanna had already come to this world with the High Heaven.
"Destiny~ Ugh!"
Johanna didn't say those two words, as if those two words were a taboo in front of Inarius.
Before she finished speaking, Auriel covered Johanna's mouth.
"That can't be said, although it should still be very weak now.
But never forget that the memory of that thing is forever."
Auriel said in a warning tone.
There was kindness in his eyes.
Auriel was still kind, and there was at least one hope full of compassion among the archangels.
Destiny will remember everything it has experienced, and will also remember everything it has said.
That thing is like an indelible memorandum. In his eyes, some things will eventually come true after they become "promises".
For this reason, there are few oaths in the high-level heaven, because they will be recorded by fate...
In this place, where Inarius is, there is no "freedom to do whatever you want" at all!
Inarius didn't know when he became the carrier of fate, and he didn't know when he began to realize that he was such an identity.
But Imprus remembered that Inarius was like this a long time ago.
"Is this the father of the first ancestor? So what is his position?
I don't believe that after Lasma rescued Lilith, he would have no plans for his father."
Although Johanna couldn't understand Auriel's words, she could change the subject.
There was not much oath in these words, and perhaps they would not be recorded by fate.
"I don't know, no one knows.
Maybe even he doesn't know."
The first generation of Bulkaso glanced at Johanna, with some memories in his eyes.
Johanna's appearance reminded him of his brother...
Although the gender was wrong, that guy was also a Crusader.
No! It should be said that the Crusader existed because of him.
"By the way, Johanna, do you have food and wine?"
The first generation of Bul-Katho asked naturally. He did not think that there was any possibility of fighting in the current situation.
Johanna was never stupid, and would not fight just because of a reason that she didn't like it.
No normal person would use "dislike" as the real reason for starting a fight. If such a thing happened, it can only be said that the person who did it had a problem.
"Wine and bread, these are all I have here."
Although Johanna didn't understand why the atmosphere became a little tense, she was always a good person to talk to.
So when she finished speaking, the food she mentioned was already in front of her.
"That's great."
Lasma sneered.
The next moment he laughed, he took a few steps back.
It's not that these foods offended anyone, but Lasma just didn't like food.
As a living dead person, it actually makes no difference whether Rasma eats or not.
You won’t taste it anyway, and you won’t feel full.
The contempt in the face of food is more like he is covering up his loss.
"Lilith was released by Rathma?"
Inaris asked the question, and it was obvious that he had considered the words before speaking.
Telling what has happened can somewhat weaken the influence of fate.
After all, Rathma couldn't release Lilith twice from the same seal.
Inaris did not elaborate on the seal from which Rathma released Lilith, also to prevent "Lilith will be sealed" from becoming a destiny...
The more specific something is, the more fate will care about it.
Just saying "released" might mean it was released from the room.
Being vague can be considered a kind of protection, but this kind of vagueness does not bring good results every time.
“When Nazebo and Bulqueso got in touch, I didn’t go far.
I basically knew what happened to Rasma at that time.
Lilith was released from this dead man's head, and by the way, the blood of the original Bulcasso was put into Sonya's body.
He even used the bones of the barbarian Kanai to summon his brother to help him fight. "
Johanna's tone was not very polite.
Johanna is not the only one who dislikes Rasma.
"Father, everything that girl said is true."
Rasma nodded to Inaris, looking very filial.
The first-generation Bulcasso took the wine bottle from the ground, broke off the mouth of the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
He wasn't going to say anything on this topic.
After all, being controlled by your own brother to fight is not a glorious thing.
And... being possessed by someone else's skeleton is definitely not a comfortable experience.
Not only does it feel uncomfortable physically, it also feels uncomfortable psychologically.
It's like putting on a pair of underwear that someone else has worn that hasn't been washed and doesn't fit...
Barbarians have no mysophobia...but they don't care about hygiene...
It is common for nephalem to eat among the corpses of demons, but the food is not taken out of the plasma.
Food is always placed in backpacks, and no one puts disgusting things in their backpacks.
Even a witch doctor...
The witch doctor would put some bottles and jars containing toads and spiders, but those things may be cleaner than food in Nazebo's eyes...
The fact that the first-generation Bulkesso was forcibly attached to Kanai's corpse to help his younger brother fight was disgusting enough for him.
“There’s no next time.
You also don't have enough powerful barbarian corpses left. "
After drinking a bottle of wine, the first-generation Bulcasso stared at his copper-bell-sized eyes and roared.
"That's impossible to say~"
Rasma responded with a contemptuous smile.
The quarrel between the brothers made Inarius frown.
Inarius loves his family and hopes that his family can love each other.
Although, he would never express these thoughts, just like he would never express love.
It is destined that the destructive power of this ability is too powerful.
When the love between people becomes destined, how much of it is sincere and how much is it an exquisite design caused by coincidence?
The existence of fate made Inaris miserable enough.