Dark Savages Come To the United States

Tunxing is still on the periphery of the earth at this time, and his head is now in chaos.

This time was one of the rare times when he didn't lose his mind due to hunger, but because of the calculations of the archangel and the devil king of hell, he was no different from a fool at this time.

Even because he didn't feel hungry, even his instinct to forage for food disappeared.

Tun Xing like this is completely a disabled person who has lost the ability to help himself.

The Archangel of Wisdom Masail and Tyrell are now observing the situation of Devouring Stars.

To be honest, the two of them definitely have bad intentions.

"Masail, what are you going to use this guy for?" Tyrell was a little puzzled.

He didn't know the particularity of Tun Xing, although he could intuitively feel the powerful power of Tun Xing.

But a guy whose will is in chaos and doesn't even know how to act, Tyrell really can't think of what this guy can be used for.

"Using it to do things that are inconvenient for us is certainly not a bad thing in your perception.

If I'm going to do that kind of thing, I can't let you know. "

Marthael was very calm, and his grand ambitions seemed to be a bit incompatible with this world.

"Do you think you'll do anything good?" Tyrell teased.

"I thought you wanted the nephalem to stop me at the time, because I was going to start an indiscriminate killing of the nephalem. But now, the connection between humans and demons in this world is not so close , Even if they are corrupted, they don’t have such terrible power.”

Malthael just looked at Tyrell calmly, he had a lot to say to his most powerful brother.

But he also knew that Tyrell would stop him if he had a lot of things to say.

Tyrell is righteous, it has nothing to do with whether he is the Archangel of Justice or not.

He can do everything he can for justice, which is why he chose the authority of justice.

Tyrael is special, he chose authority, not authority chose him.

For this reason, all the archangels have doubted more than once whether Tyrell is the will of the high-level heaven itself.

"I don't know how you came to this conclusion, how much power he can have after being corrupted into a demon, it doesn't depend on how much power he once had.

Of course, this also has some relationship, but it still depends on how corrupt their hearts are. "

What Tyrell said was not clear, and even somewhat unreasonable.

But Malthael knew that what his brother wanted to say to him was nothing more than a matter of kindness.

"It seems that you are not completely immune to the influence of authority, Tyrael."

Malthael turned his head away from his brother.

They used to be best partners and two inseparable archangels.

Justice needs to be guided by wisdom, which is what both Tyrael and Malthael once recognized and used as guidelines.

"Well, maybe I will become a bit of a mother-in-law during this time, but you know, I will recover soon. Just like our past." Tyrell said softly.

"Soon? That is the time scale in our eyes, but for now, that time is long enough." Masail sighed.

"I'm going to make this guy appear on Earth as an enemy of everyone on this planet.

I think you may be able to distinguish the breath that belongs to Imprius that has not completely dissipated from this guy.

He will be the enemy of the high heavens, and of course the enemy of the burning hell.

Whether we have gained the belief of humans on this planet, or our reputation has completely fallen into dust, it depends on how far you can go. "

Masail said somewhat irresponsibly.

"Wait, you mean that before I got the current power, you have already calculated this guy? According to your original plan, who will take action to solve this big guy?" Tyrell was a little surprised.

I didn't say anything before, but suddenly a big situation came up when things came to an end.

This is extraordinarily outrageous and strange.

"The original plan? Oh, I forgot that your understanding of me is still in the years of Sanctuary.

Well, if you don't come back like you are now, then it's me. Of course, it is Malthael, the Archangel of Death, not the Archangel of Wisdom. "

Malthael chuckled, making what he said sound like a nasty joke.

But Tyrell knew that Malthael hardly joked.

Every time he speaks, there is a purpose or value.

"You need to show the horror of death? I don't understand! Maybe the living people hate death because they are attached to life.

But you and I both understand that death is an existence that gives value to life. "

Tyrell seemed to be planning to argue with Malthael, but all he could think of was this level of reason.

"Of course, we all know it, but not everyone knows it.

While human faith is worthless to the High Heavens, noble souls fill the somewhat empty High Heavens.

So Tyrell, you tell me. Do you think it is more possible to give birth to noble souls under our guidance? Or are there more nobles born naturally? "

Masail didn't turn his head, he was still carefully looking at the Tun Xing who was in a daze in front of him.

Swallowing Stars has not acted yet and has not exceeded Masail's expectations.

The energy given to Devour by Prius keeps him from feeling hungry, but this will end after all.

The energy will be digested by Tun Xing, and it won't be long before Tun Xing will become the existence that is gradually insane in hunger.

At that time, Tun Xing will naturally attack the nearest planet in front of him!

This is the result that the archangel needs. As for what the devil kings of hell need to devour stars, Malsayel doesn't care.

Nothing more than the kind of madness in the midst of hunger?

Emotions like greed or rage.

When all the will of an existence is dominated by these negative emotions, it is an opportunity to drag them into the burning hell.

Burning Hell needs the essence of this world, which is consistent with the High Heaven.

"Masail, the current Burning Hell is at its weakest. It's a bit strange that we didn't directly try to purify the Burning Hell."

Tyrell said.

"Of course, what I need is not a lingering burning hell, although I don't think the years in Sanctuary are so beautiful.

But one thing you and I have to admit, in that case, human beings depend on our existence.

This is indeed a bit despicable, but as an archangel, why do I have to consider everything for human beings? "

There was already a smile in Malasail's voice.

He didn't do anything wrong, if he just thinks and acts from his own standpoint, he really can't be blamed.

At least Tyrael, who is also an archangel, can't!

"I think there is a better way to deal with these things, life is equal, free will is equal."

Tyrael tried again to convince Malthael, although he knew it might be of no value.

"Ha, that's why you detonated the World Stone?

It took Inaris countless years to weaken the nephalem enough to need our help.

But your actions have made the nephalem strong, and turned those barbarians who could have been exploited against us. "

Malthael sneered at what Tyrell had done.

"Wisdom leads to justice, but you have never been the kind of honest and obedient guy. Am I pointing you in the wrong direction?"

Malthael turned his head slightly, but he turned back immediately.

Obviously, Masail did not have any complaints about Tyrell.

This is the normal situation. The longer we get along, the more obvious the differences will be.

Either turn a blind eye to this and gradually get used to it, or there will be conflicts.

Most of the archangels chose the former, but the contradiction still exists, but it will not affect their judgment.

Or they have long been used to ignoring this difference.

"I thought I'd never hear that argument again."

Tyrael shook his head, and then slowly removed his favorite sword from his waist.

"Holy Feather's Glory, no matter when I see this sword, I always think it's beautiful.

Tyrael, are you ready for battle? "

Marthael smiled.

He knew Tyrell had made his decision.

"Since wisdom has not missed, it is not a bad thing for me to follow the guidance of wisdom a little bit. Wisdom should be able to tell death where to go."

Tyrell said meaningfully.

"Calculating the time, he's going to be hungry. Do you want to wait here to experience his strength as soon as he starts to move?"

Malasail's smile became a little more relaxed, and this is the real smile from the heart.

"Then no need, I just need to be on guard, don't let this guy escape your scheme at a critical moment."

Tyrell said.

"Who can guarantee success? No matter how beautiful the vision is, it is not inevitable. Plans will always encounter saboteurs.

What I can do is actually just tell you which direction to go is the best choice.

As for how to walk and what difficulties you will encounter on the road, I can only overcome them together with you. "

Masail said slowly.

He took out a quill and a scroll in his hand, which are the things that the Archangel of Wisdom always accompanies.

As for Reaper of Souls? That was the weapon of the Archangel of Death, and even when the Archangel of Death used the Reaper of Souls, there was something unfamiliar about it.

"Do you think there will be a certain demon god watching us now?"

Tyrell made a not-so-funny joke.

"If anything, it just means we don't have a chance against them.

Or do you want to relive what it's like to be one with us?

I'm ready, even split in two, but how do you convince Imprius and Auriel? "

That's how he handles jokes, Marsayr replied with a serious face.

Serious, not serious, but not much fun either.

"Perhaps Auriel and Imprius are also mentally prepared, as long as they are not during this time."

Tyrell said, his pupils that should have been pitch black now had a whiff of gray, and the power of death had spread all over his body.

"I really don't want to see that moment appear, especially if there is no wisdom among the supreme angels.

But I don't really want to exist as the Archangel of Death at all. "

Marthael sighed.

"Maybe we're all just overly concerned, the nephalem are trustworthy.

Although they also need some precautions, who made their mortal hearts always changeable. "

Tyrell shook his head.

The archangel trusts the nephalem, because countless heroes have been born in the nephalem.

But the Archangel is also wary of the nephalem, because it is not an uncommon story for the nephalem to step into the Burning Hell and blend into it.

The story of the dragon slayer eventually becoming a dragon is too common in Sanctuary.

"A greedy person doesn't have to be a devil, does he?

A violent person does not necessarily become a devil, and even a person who likes to fight and loves the battlefield does not necessarily become a devil.

On the contrary, those who believe in brilliance and offer their own beliefs and beautiful visions are the most vulnerable to corruption.

Tyrael, why do you think this is? "

Malthael was talking about those nephalem.

greedy? It's part of being human.

Irritability and belligerence are human nature and preferences.

None of this is what determines whether or not a nephalem will become corrupt.

"Because they found that the brilliance of hope can only illuminate the place in front of them, while the place a little further away is still dark."

Tyrell was a little sad.

Countless one-time heroes among those Templars and paladins became demons.

It's not that they can't see hope, on the contrary, they can always see the light of hope just above their heads.

But people under the radiance can only see darkness when they look around.

"Then why are there no Corruptors among the Crusaders?"

Marcel asked.

"For the crusaders are always in darkness, and the light only illuminates where they came from, and they have been staggering in the mud all the time."

Tyrell said hesitantly.

"Then the only ones who stagger out of the darkness are the Crusaders?"

The corners of Malthael's mouth twitched upward.

"Including us, all existence is in darkness. It's just that some people regard that little firefly as all light."

Tyrell sighed heavily.

Their world has never been good, because no good world crowns eternity on war.

"There is no right or wrong, just to live and live better.

Those corrupted humans are actually just planning their own way of living. They may have been shaken, thinking that the way of living in the Burning Hell is better.

That's why I'm going to gift all nephalem death.

When life is over, the value has been determined, am I not benevolent? "

Marthael asked softly.

"Your mercy belongs only to you, and it is clear that the nephalem are unwilling to accept this mercy, because it is not their own decision."

Tyrell forced a smile.

"When the decision made by wisdom is no longer correct, then who can make the right decision?

Is it justice? or hope? Or courage?

It's not about balance and destiny, is it? "

Marthael's voice was sarcasm, he didn't mean any guilt!