762 Trying to Recreate the Miracle of Artificial Humans!

Massael quietly appeared in a place where he shouldn't be.

A figureless and erratic soul was on a planet.

He could see the planet below him, and he could also see the high-level heaven with a door not far away.

Malsail did not intend to kill all humans from the beginning, but simply wanted to kill all demons.

The reason why Nephalem became Malsail's target was just because there was a demon in the power of the body.

Nephalem could become a demon, and this was best proved by Jorez, who had transformed into the King of Poison.

Malsail was worried that even if he solved all the demon kings of hell, those Nephalem would be corrupted because of him.

If Nephalem could not be solved, the demon kings of hell would eventually be welcomed again in the Burning Hell.

Inarius and Lilith, who sneaked to the Sanctuary, were not the only ones who were tired of the eternal war.

Every archangel would be tired of the endless war, but they chose completely different directions.

The people in this world do not have the blood of the demons in the Burning Hell in their bodies. If the Burning Hell had not come to this world, the people here would never have anything to do with the Burning Hell.

But now everything has changed, after the Burning Hell and the High Heaven appeared in this place together.

Humans may become angels because of their noble character, or they may become demons because of corruption.

Malsail had to put away his pity for humans and began to consider how to completely solve the existence of demons.

He did not want to have any chance to face the eternal war in the past.

"Bul-Kathos, I hope your plan will succeed more than you do.

You want to go back to the past and erase me, and I also hope to go back to the beginning to stop the formation of the Burning Hell.

But the power of time is always unknown until you really understand it.

And you will never become a god."

Malsail's words were really talking to himself, but his tone seemed to be looking forward to someone hearing his words.

The Archangel of Wisdom was not cold from the beginning.

As an archangel, he once had the same kindness as Auriel.

There is also the same compassion hidden under the glory as Imprus.

But Masail seems to think that he has no choice.

"Thanos, I hope you won't let me down."

Masail said the name of Thanos, he seemed to be looking forward to it.

Obviously, Thanos, the cosmic overlord, has been closely related to him.

But Masail never has only one choice, he always likes to be well prepared.

The power of wisdom is not something that can be underestimated.

...

"Gruchak! Hurry up!"

Mokot shouted.

He sensed something wrong.

But at this time, he was in Gruchak's territory, and there was nothing he could do except urging Gruchak.

"You asked him to hurry up? Hurry up for what?

Hurry up and crush Lucien, who was almost like rotten meat? Or hurry up and knock us down together?"

Rum said with an ugly face, looking at Lucien who could be scooped up with a spoon to make dumplings.

He finally understood why Mokote was worried.

Lucien is not dead yet, but it would be better if he died earlier.

The vitality of the legendary demon has become the source of Lucien's torture.

Every bone on his body has been crushed into powder, and every piece of meat with tendons has been smashed.

If you pick out the tendons, you can make meatballs with the meat.

"Something happened outside, you'd better clean it up quickly!"

Mokote's urging became a little urgent.

The uneasiness deep in his heart is spreading.

"Shut up!

Am I not trying hard!?"

Gruchak said angrily.

Most demons are not Gruchak's opponents, but most demons' vitality can delay enough time.

If Gruchak was willing to use anger like a normal barbarian, the battle would have ended long ago.

But this guy doesn't like to use anger, he just likes the strength of the muscles in his body.

It seems that such a battle can be considered real.

"Can you give me a quick death?

If you don't want to, you can ask the guy over there to hit me with a hammer!"

Lucien's voice was very vague, like a low roar...

The experience of being killed by Gruchak is still refreshing for humans, but for demons it is not much better than falling into the hands of Duriel.

That's terrible!

It's not the kind of dignity that is hurt when being tortured, but the anger of being unable to die.

"Shut up!"

Gruchak picked up one of Lucien's eyeballs from the ground, and then held it in his hand and exerted a little force.

According to his experience, the body of a legendary demon will become stronger and stronger in this kind of "battle".

The last intact part of the body is almost the whole of this legendary demon.

In most cases, the death of the demon can be declared after this last bit of stuff is broken.

But the sturdiness of this thing is also a challenge for Gruchak.

He always spends a lot of effort on this last link.

"Mr. Gruchak, I would like to ask if there are other ways to remove your domain?"

Dr. Reed said expressionlessly.

If Reed can be more cheerful, he will definitely become a lovable clown.

His body can reach the point where chopsticks can be inserted into his nostrils to open his mouth...

Unfortunately, Dr. Reed is different from the other rubber man who can freely extend his body. Dr. Reed is a scientist.

"How do I know?"

Gruchak put his hands together and clamped the last intact eyeball of Lucien, squeezing this body with all his strength.

If it is possible, Gruchak also hopes to be able to freely control his own domain.

But compared to the legendary domain of the barbarians, this thing is better to be said to be the legendary domain of Gruchak's muscles...

The principles followed by this domain are not clear to Gruchak himself.

"Then do you mind letting me try it?

If we stand up at the end, this field will be cancelled. What if we all lie down?

Will this cancel this field?"

Dr. Reed still asked, although he knew that this question was more like a fraud, but he didn't care.

Scientists are a group that needs a bottom line, but sometimes breaking the bottom line can get results...

This is a consensus among scientists living in this country. As for the bottom line, their bottom line is very flexible.

It seems that this experiment doesn't take much effort, and it's enough to just let Grushak not interfere.

But in fact, the most difficult part of this experiment is Grushak!

The purpose of the birth of this field is more like a Colosseum for Grushak...

Or the iron cage on the wrestling ring...

"Get out!"

Grushak heard Reed's words while he was exerting force, and almost used his strength!

The word "get out" is already considered civilized!

This makes people feel helpless.

"That's why I said it's troublesome!

This bastard is the kind of bastard who won't give up until he fights!

I suspect that the purpose of this guy opening the domain is to force others to fight him!

All the people from the Tagus tribe are bastards!"

Mokot said angrily.

It's not that he is afraid that he can't beat the other party, it's normal to be unable to beat him.

After Gruchak opened the domain, even barbarians like Cassius and Kotur who are at the peak of unarmed combat can't beat this bastard Gruchak...

Gruchak's body shape is similar to Kotur's, but there is no talent in it!

Gruchak's physical talent is not that outstanding, and he is not Kotur's opponent in terms of innate conditions.

But he can have such an exaggerated body shape now because this guy has put in so much sweat and effort...

According to Gruchak, the muscles on his body will never betray him.

In this domain, even if Mokot wants to mobilize anger, it is a bit difficult.

Especially wanting to condense the anger into substance and reach the point where it can burn the soul.

"I understand why the barbarians of the Tagus tribe are unpopular.

But these guys are really reliable when fighting demons."

Rumlow touched his backpack, trying to find a cigar.

Then there were no cigars left in his backpack.

"Constantine, give me a cigarette! I want the silk card you like, not the damn thing that rolls the soul!"

Rumlow waved at Constantine.

"Okay, but this cigarette can only be considered as a loan to you.

You have to give it to me when the time comes, and you still owe me a favor."

Constantine squeezed out a flattering smile, and threw the whole box of cigarettes in his hand before Rumlow expressed his objection.

"If you have a way to leave here, hurry up.

After you get out, I am willing to use my monthly salary to buy you cigarettes."

Rumlow's eyes were staring at Constantine, and he seemed to believe that Constantine could come up with such a plan.

"You trust me more than Dr. Reed.

I'm willing to give it a try. It would be even better if I could take the legendary demon with only one eyeball left."

Constantine looked at Gruchak who was still struggling with the eyeball in his hand.

"But I need a guarantee.

It's not like I haven't been to the Holy Mountain of Harrogas. The one who can come to this place with such strength.

Don't lie to me and say that there is no permission from Burkesos here.

So I need to know the specifics.

To be precise, if I open this field, will it destroy the plan of Burkesos?"

Constantine asked Mokot.

After all, Gruchak doesn't seem to care about such things.

Although Gruchak proved not long ago that he was just not smart, not stupid.

But this kind of question is obviously not something that an unintelligent person can know the answer to.

Constantine hesitated a little. Although the direction of the development of the situation was not very good for him.

But it wasn't so bad that he had to take action.

The worst was just a beating, and he had experienced this before.

Could it be that being beaten by Gruchak was more painful than having the shark king on his back?

Well, this was pain in two different senses...

Faced with Constantine's question, Mokot was also a little hesitant.

He wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do, and he didn't know if Burkesso had already figured out the current situation.

But the sense of crisis deep in his heart was growing little by little.

This was not a pleasant feeling!

Mokot felt that his head was a little confused.

There weren't many barbarians who could see through other people's calculations, and most of them were concentrated in the Tagus tribe.

Those bastards weren't all guys like Gruchak.

Helab and Banar were actually very smart, and they were the only ones who noticed that Burkesso was wrong.

Mokot didn't notice this problem.

"If something unexpected happens, I'll make up for it!"

Mokot's voice calmed down, full of power.

He was prepared!

He had been around long enough, and he was ready to sacrifice himself when he trapped the millstone with his weak body.

If he needs to sacrifice now, it is just that the sacrifice comes a little later than he expected.

Mokot doesn't care about the result!

And by doing this, he can avoid being pressed to the ground and hammered by Gruchak...

"It's really scary. Each of you is full of determination.

But to what extent can your determination go?"

Lucien's voice trembled.

It sounded like he was distracted by the hydraulic press when his ribs were squeezed...

"Everything!"

A small flame flashed on Mokot's body.

The anger of substance can emerge in Gruchak's belief in power. Obviously, Mokot is furious.

"Okay, just don't blame me when the time comes.

It should be okay for me to use the power of these demons and angels, right?"

Constantine pointed to the remains of the demons and Du Tianling that had been smashed into pieces on the ground and said.

"Can you tell that Du Tianling is an angel?"

Mocot was a little surprised.

"Forget it, do as you like.

It won't be a big problem anyway."

Mocot said impatiently.

The sense of crisis deep in his heart spread very quickly.

Mocot suddenly thought that this situation was very similar to the taste of the barbarian prophet before awakening.

Most of the barbarian prophets awakened before some disasters came.

This is the love of Inarius for his children.

If you want to say that Inarius's favorite child should be the first generation of Bul-Kathos.

As the eldest brother, the first generation of Bul-Kathos took on the heaviest responsibility in the family.

This love also continued to the descendants of the first generation of Bul-Kathos.

"Okay, I'll try to see if I can make these angels and demons The remains form a body.

Maybe I can also reproduce the miracle of humans creating humans."

Constantine's words made Dr. Reed look sideways!

This approach naturally reminded him of Jim Hammond mentioned by Constantine before!

Artificial man, artificial soul!

But Dr. Reed couldn't figure out how this would help to open up Gruchak's territory!

"If successful, this guy will be the first generation of Nephalem.

Although he is not a child of knowledge and destiny, what are his chances of being born strong?"

Constantine seemed to be telling his plan, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Except for Gruchak who was still competing with Lucien's eyes, everyone present focused their attention on Constantine!

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