$758 The Soul Reaper's Minions Appear Quietly

Devils don't look down on humans in their hearts.

This actually has nothing to do with whether humans are strong or not. If you don't like it, you just don't like it.

Even the powerful Nephalem and the demon group don't actually think highly of them.

Although he can't beat him, he will never say how much he respects human beings.

Even after being pinned to the floor and trampled by the Nephalem, they still looked down upon the Nephalem.

Even if they were beaten to death, they still refused to accept it...

Even if they encounter an enemy they cannot defeat and will run away upon meeting, they will not be convinced.

The autopsy report says that the devil has been dead for a thousand years, but his mouth is still tough~

That's what demons are.

That should not be said to be the world of humans, but rather that all life except demons are the enemies of demons.

There is no such thing as a devil, and no one is kind.

Even Choriz, who chose to incarnate as the Poison King, initially planned to help Bulcaisel hold down Baal.

But he won't be able to do this forever.

Perhaps one day the Poison King who is in the middle of a fierce battle will stop and suddenly say:

"Hey, Baal, let's destroy humanity together!"

Don't doubt it, even if a saint turns into a devil, he will do this at some point.

At best, this is just a matter of time.

"What is that, Lucien.

I'm too lazy to ask you why Rorschach let you go.

Because I'm not going to let you go!

Stand closer to me! "

Gruchak casually extinguished the small flames on his body, and then waved to Lucien.

"We have something to discuss, brother."

Lucien said with a smile on his face.

"Who is your brother? You devil!

If it weren't for you, a bastard, how could I have been taught a lesson by Kanai!

Do you know how much trouble it left in my heart when Kanai grabbed my ears and scolded me on Mount Aretes? asshole! "

Gruchak didn't wait any longer, clenched his hands into fists and walked up.

The muscles are swollen and look scary.

The weird muscles on his face were tense, and Gruchak looked more like a demon now.

"You want to fight me? Please wait a moment, I need to make a call.

If nothing else, this phone is pretty easy to use.

This is much more convenient than using the Burning Hell as a signal station to deliver messages.

He might have loved it even more if those Azmodans hadn't been killed. "

Lucien completely ignored Gruchak who was standing in front of him and took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

There seems to be something wrong with the devil using a mobile phone, but it can be said to be keeping pace with the times.

The devils have never thought about doing research or anything like that in the past. That's because they feel there is no need to do so.

But now that there is a more convenient tool, it is not in line with the devil's habits to leave it alone.

Demons are actually the most open-minded race. In their eyes, they only care about whether it is useful or not, but there is no question about whether it can work or not.

The Burning Hell can accept all the souls in the world to become demons, so naturally it cannot be closed.

On the contrary, the angels have always behaved very traditionally...

"Waiting for you X!"

Gruchak's answer was simple, a slap and a curse word.

The palm of his hand was drawn directly to Lucien's head, and the phone fell to the ground.

And Lucien also rolled out directly on the ground.

This place was a cemetery, where the last remnants of Johnny were buried.

Gruchak's slap caused Lucien to knock down countless tombstones along the way.

But this time it wouldn't hurt a legendary demon.

“Okay, okay, I remember your bad temper.

You don’t like waiting for people, do you? "

Lucien slowly stood up, although his body was a little weak due to the trembling of his brain.

But this guy showed no fear at all.

Demons can be fearful, but these legendary demons rarely feel fearful.

After all, the Fear Demon God is their boss, and just one thought can suppress fear to the lowest level.

Demons are a unique race. Born before humans, they certainly have a powerful side that is difficult for humans to understand.

Fortunately, humans are finally not powerless in the face of these disasters.

“Then you should first think about how to deal with these poor people who have been dead for who knows how many years.

They are human skeletons. If I remember correctly, are you still reasonable when facing humans?

Except for mages..."

Lucien rubbed the swollen side of his face, and his tone was so frivolous that it felt like Constantine was speaking.

"What's wrong with you, Master?"

Constantine suddenly interrupted and asked.

“The Master lied to me and said that he could make me feel the true meaning of power.

Then I waited, but the mage didn't come back. "

Gruchak shouted at Konstantin with red eyes.

Being cheated is a frustrating and angry thing no matter when you think about it.

This kind of thing can be regarded as the clearest memory in Gruchak's small brain.

As for the fact that he had broken the legs of seven mages in front of that mage, Gruchak had forgotten about it.

He only remembered that he was deceived and then waited there stupidly for half a month.

During this period, he also took care of dozens of idiots from the Trinitarian Church.

"Okay, then how are you going to deal with these resurrected undead?

Speaking of which, undead can also be considered as one of the demons, right?"

Constantine walked a little further away.

He couldn't fool people like Gruchak. It wasn't that he was worried that he couldn't deceive him.

But he was worried that he would be stared at by a fool.

The trouble that Gruchak could cause when he was stubborn was not necessarily easier than being chased by demons.

"Undead and dead people are not the same thing.

It's the same as Leoric and undead."

Mocot waved the hammer in his hand a few times.

The wind pressure caused Reed's hair to mess up.

Reed finally realized that there was no value in staying in this place.

It's better to go back to the laboratory to study how to restore Susan to normal.

"I'm leaving first. Susan is fine for now.

I still have a lot of things to do, but if you need my help to fight the demon, call me in advance.

By the way, Constantine, do you have a way to contact Tony?

Tell him for me that I will wait for him in the lab."

Reed said with a gloomy face, and then picked up the unconscious Susan and planned to leave this place.

Rumlow on the side gave Mokot beside him a look and planned to follow Reed's footsteps.

Lucien's persuasive words before, Rumlow didn't think Reed was not affected.

Although a little lazy, Rumlow is now a trustworthy guy.

"Don't go, stay here and watch Gruchak's battle.

If possible, I hope you can learn the innate skill of strength faith from that bastard.

This is very useful in battle."

Mokot stopped Rumlow.

In Mokot's eyes, those who willingly corrupted into demons are not worthy of sympathy.

No matter how brilliant this guy is, he is just one of the trash.

Humans can be unkind, and even a little mean.

But as long as they can avoid becoming demons, then this person deserves a new chance.

Mocot didn't know whether Reed and Susan could stick to their own nature, but he didn't intend to interfere in other people's inner world.

Savages are not good at preaching, and prefer to use broken bones as textbooks...

"Then I'll go? Anyway, I have nothing to do here.

It just so happens that I should be able to understand Ms. Susan's heart. Of course, it would be great if I could understand Dr. Reed's depth at the same time."

Constantine's smile was a bit disgusting.

Obviously he had bad intentions...

Normal people would not be afraid of other humans, even if this was a different person.

But normal people would never like a guy with bad intentions!

Mocot didn't want to pay any attention to Constantine.

If possible, Mocot even hoped to lock Constantine, the scum, in a dark cell.

This guy is really annoying.

"Crunch~"

Skeletons kept coming out of the cemetery, and then one by one, they got weapons from somewhere...

This kind of scene would be normal if it happened in the Sanctuary, because the warriors would always bring their favorite weapons in their burial places.

But it was a bit strange to happen in this place.

The things in the hands of these skeletons were not something that Lucien could make.

"A demon that can move?

It's a bit annoying. I hate this kind of demon that has no muscles on its body!"

Gruchak said very dissatisfiedly, and charged directly in the direction of Lucien.

Every time the huge body took a step, you could hear the groaning from the ground...

"I found something interesting. Although it can't hurt you who are superstitious about muscles, it will make you feel troubled."

Lucien looked at Gruchak who was rushing towards him and still had no fear.

Obviously, he was confident that he would not be killed in this situation.

Of course, it could also be that he felt that it would be okay if he was killed directly.

At this time, something that did not belong to the Burning Hell appeared in this place!

A figure that exuded cold air, bloated but a little illusory!

Du Tianling!

This is Masail's Soul Reaper Corps!

Lucien revealed one of his trump cards at this time. The appearance of the Soul Reaper Corps in this world was the worst news!

These things are more lethal to ordinary people than demons!

And most importantly, many of the things in these Soul Reaper Corps look very sacred.

Those were the followers behind Masail when he was the Archangel of Wisdom.

To be honest, this scene was already terrible!

"Have you contacted Masail?"

Mokot's figure appeared in front of Lucien in an instant.

He didn't quite understand why Lucien was involved with Masail.

Perhaps it was because this demon who had died for many years and finally returned did not know the nature of Masail.

He simply thought that Masail began to degenerate and corrupt in the direction of the devil.

It is also possible that this self-proclaimed smart idiot was played around by Masail.

But this is not good news!

Masail, who has not appeared for a long time, has begun to leave his own traces in this world!

Mokot cares a lot!

Very much!

No one can ignore this terrible guy Masail!

Maybe it is the Archangel of Wisdom who has all his brothers in his hands!

If he just wants to use a legendary demon, there are too many ways!

"Well, I found that the Archangel of Wisdom is actually planning to help me deal with you Nephalem.

I don't think I am qualified to refuse this invitation."

Lucien rubbed his swollen face again.

The slap from Gruchak before was heavy enough.

"You are playing with fire. You don't know what happened in the world after you died!"

Mokot was angry.

Although he knew that it was useless to reason with the demon, he still couldn't help but want to say a few more words.

At least he had to shout out all the dirty words that came to his mind, and then crush Lucien with his own ruthlessness!

"I think it was the Burning Hell and the High Heaven that made Uldyssian compromise?

I still remember the power of that guy.

I don't want to see that terrible guy again."

Lucien's performance is to say that he knows nothing about what will happen next!

But this demon is full of confidence!

The more ignorant, the more confident!

Mocot has been able to confirm that Lucien, this idiot, has become the first puppet to appear in Masail's big net, who thinks he can decide his own life!

If you want to use someone to do something, some people will sincerely ask the other party.

Some people will choose to buy it with benefits.

But Masail can make the people he uses do it willingly, and regard everything as their own decision.

Mocot is in awe of Masail.

Among the group of Nephalem, Masail's initial posture as a guardian is the archangel with the most believers.

Because the wisdom is strong enough, it is easy to act like omnipotent!

"You idiot, you've become even more stupid after dying once."

Mocot said so.

Then he walked straight to Rumlow.

He didn't need to worry too much about Lucien's affairs, Gruchak could handle it.

What Mocot has to do now is to let all these guys with the smell of Masail die here!

Whether it's the Soul Taker or the Undead Demon, none of these guys should appear in the outside world!

Mocot wants to deal with a possible crisis for this world!

"Leave the wrath to me!"

Mocot patted Rumlow on the shoulder and said.

"I think I can fight too.

Why do you plan to do everything yourself?"

Rumlow pushed away Mocot's hand on his shoulder, then drew out his warhammer and walked forward a few steps.

Although he is lazy, Rumlow will not shirk when he needs to fight!

Not many people care about atonement or any other reasons.

Rumlow now plans to fight the devil properly!

No need to give any reason!

"Then let's go together. After Gruchak kills Lucien over there, whoever kills more enemies will be the winner.

The loser will have a party, right?"

Mocot smiled, feeling the anger in his body that was enough for him to fight once.

Rumlow just didn't give all his anger to him.

The two of them will fight side by side this time.