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Bulkaiso directly put up a posture to fight here, which almost means that Bulkaiso is ready for a decisive battle!

"Have you really thought about it? If you go back and think about it, you can at least find a way to protect Li Min."

There was some threat in Malthael's words.

But it’s also true!

The decisive battle now means that Malthael will directly draw all the power from Li Min.

As for whether Li Min will die if he does this, that is something only Malthael himself knows.

"I don't care. If I weren't still a little doubtful of your words, I could have chosen to self-destruct directly."

Li Min said expressionlessly.

Choosing to self-destruct means that even if Malthael can take back the power of wisdom, he will not be able to directly obtain the powerful power Li Min has accumulated.

At most, it's just an addition to Malthael's already rich combat skills.

"Sounds decisive enough."

Malthael commented.

"Bizzaro, you can tell them our agreement."

Malthael said suddenly.

His words undoubtedly confirmed the cooperation between himself and Bizarro.

“He said he could help me gain my share of the world, and that’s what he asked of me.

On this condition, I exchanged his promise not to exterminate all human beings, and requested that the higher heavens must help human beings develop. "

Bizarro said without hesitation.

Bulqueso and Li Min had no idea about this. If they and Bizarro were to change places, they would not directly refuse such conditions.

"He didn't even ask you not to be his enemy."

The corners of Clark's mouth twitched twice.

In his opinion, the cooperation between Malthael and Bizarro was too generous.

This would be a good development for Bizarro and mankind, but this kind of generosity made him feel uneasy.

"I know what such conditions mean, which means that the direction of human development will always be under the control of higher heavens, but this situation does not seem to be worse for humans than in the past."

A helpless smile appeared on Bizarro's face.

"The deities, the Eternals, what these guys do seems to be worse than the high-level heaven."

Li Min nodded as he spoke.

"At that time, I was still an archangel, even though my view of the Nephalem was not much different from the past.

But it’s not to the point where even the humans in this world can’t tolerate it. "

Malthael also laughed as he spoke.

"But you also said that you were an archangel at that time."

Bulcaisel sneered.

Now Malthael has become a Nephalem, although his personality and will have not been forcibly reversed.

But people's minds change, and can the promise between Archangel Malthael and Bizarro apply to the current Malthael?

"There is this problem, but as long as I win, I can still be an archangel.

Time is never on anyone's side. "

Malthael still had a smile on his face, and he gradually became aware of the changes that had occurred after his existence as a Nephalem.

Time was something that could be passed away for Malthael in the past, but after becoming a Nephalem, Malthael also had a strong sense of urgency in his heart.

He didn't know what he would become. As an archangel, he had seen enough of the changes that had taken place in humans.

Former heroes become demons, former villains die as heroes.

Malthael would never make any predictions about human life, because he could never understand human thoughts.

Human beings may strengthen their ambitions one moment and forget everything the next.

Now Malthael understands more and more about himself.

"It's a worthwhile trip to see you defeat it, but I don't accept your suggestion."

Bulcaisel had drawn his weapon as he spoke.

Malthael came up with some trump cards that could really change the outcome, which also made Burqaso feel impatient.

He didn't start the decisive battle before because he was worried about such things, but now it seems that giving Malthael more time will be more dangerous.

"I'll go first."

Li Min was a little too tough and stood in front of Bulcaisuo facing Malthael.

"You do this even though you know you have no chance of winning against me?"

This time Malthael was really surprised.

Li Min's retreat will not surprise him, and Li Min's self-destruction will not surprise him.

But after knowing all this, Li Min still chose to face him head-on, leaving Malthael a little confused.

“Just because there’s no chance of winning doesn’t mean it’s meaningless.”

Li Min's eyes flashed with purple light.

The magic power in her body is already brewing. Being unable to defeat her opponent does not mean that the battle is worthless.

Li Min admitted that it was unlikely that she could defeat Malthael until she found a way to solve her own problems.

After all, Malthael might only need a thought to make her power completely Malthael's.

But can Malthael really do this?

Li Min has never noticed any authority in his body until today.

And Li Min's growth to this day is not entirely based on the wisdom and authority that I don't know if it really exists in her body!

"There is something I have wanted to say for a long time, don't use so-called talent to erase my efforts.

Every power I wield contains my hard work.

Bulcaisel could understand because he saw everyone as the same.

But you...it seems like you never treat me as a human being.

Malthael, even though you are more of a nephalem now, you probably won't have the chance to learn how to be one. "

Li Min said with a bit of anger.

She never liked Malthael, even though she understood that Malthael was always working hard for what he saw as the "right" thing.

This correctness is not human correctness, and whether it even exists at a higher level is a question.

There is only hatred between the Nephalem and Malthael, and there is no need to consider anything else.

Which side are you on? Or who is right?

There was no need for the Nephalem to consider these issues for Malthael from the beginning!

It was enough for the nephalem to remember that Malthael was the enemy who caused countless bloodsheds.

"What does Natsubo's sacrifice mean?"

Clark demanded angrily.

He watched Nazeebo sacrifice himself so that he could escape from Malthael's hands. That was a living life!

Life should not be used as a measure of value!

"Natsubo's sacrifice means that he saw my plan.

It also means that he believes that Li Min and Bulcaisuo can still win.

This is something I'm curious about too. "

At this time, it was Malthael who gave Clark an answer.

"Bulkeso, let Natsubo come out.

I know that his soul has not died. Although he is a dead person, he will eventually come to my side, but that will only happen after I have completely dealt with you. "

Malthael said to Bulcaisuo.

The power of death was still within his control, but Malthael did not see Nazeebo's soul in the realm of the dead.

So where else could Nazebo's soul go?

It is nothing more than Harrogath who has replaced the Kingdom of the Dead to a certain extent!

There are so many ancestral spirits of barbarians on the holy mountain of Harrogath, and there is no pressure on one more soul of a witch doctor.

Bul-Katho's name is the beacon of the Nephalem dead. Which of those dead barbarians did not shout "Bulk-Thor protects me" when they were alive?

When Sanctuary still existed, Malthael did not discover this.

But as Malthael mastered the power of death, he would naturally realize that the souls of barbarians were missing from the kingdom of the dead.

So what is the difference between barbarians and other nephalem?

It seems that the only existence is the "Immortal King".

"Mathael, you discovered this much later than I expected."

The heavy blade on Bulcaisel's waist laughed.

"Bulkesso, I felt something was wrong when this name appeared for the second time.

You were prepared to face me who has mastered the power of death from the beginning, right? "

Malthael asked the question in a declarative tone, and he was already certain of the answer to this question.

"It's a pity that Warusk is not here now, otherwise he might have a few more words with you.

After all, this is the arrangement he is most proud of. Don't you think that he really challenged death for reasons such as stupidity? "

Since the first generation ancestors were laughing.

The decisive battle is approaching!

Saying some things won't change anything!

Because everything has been determined and the arrangement has taken effect!

"You shouldn't know what decision I finally made, so Inaris?"

Malthael asked softly.

There are indeed beings among the Nephalem who can predict the future, such as the barbarian prophets.

Or maybe it's the witch doctors who deal with souls, and even the Horadrim wizards have tried prophecies.

But these glimpses of the future can only point to the fate of Inaris in the end!

"Inaris always loved his children."

Natsubo's voice came from Bulkesso's side.

Now that the communication has reached this level, there is no point in hiding anymore.

"I'm not surprised, it's just that I think he's really crazy."

Malthael remained unhurried, as if there was nothing surprising about what was constantly being revealed.

"When did he become crazy? When he was tortured by the burning hell?

Or when he firmly believed but received no response from any archangel?

Or was it when he discovered that his children had finally taken different paths? "

Bulcasso asked as if he were joking.

"It was when he first decided to defy fate."

Malthael gave another answer!

"The first angel born, he was supposed to be the incarnation of destiny.

Although he gave up his identity as an archangel, he could not separate his destiny from himself.

If he had not chosen to give up his identity as an archangel at the beginning, he would not be in such hardship. "

Malthael said quietly.

"The identity of the archangel is actually a shackle, right?"

Bulcaisel asked expressionlessly.

"Of course!"

Malthael smiled.

"Tyriel's justice cannot be enforced because he is an archangel, right?"

Bulcaisel continued to ask.

"Of course."

Malthael still answered without hesitation.

"So Tyrael tried to give up his identity as an archangel, but you never succeeded."

Li Min lowered his eyes when he said these words.

"Of course."

Malthael still answered frankly.

“So where is the judgment?”

Natsubo's soul asked.

“Judgement is the heart of man.”

Bulcaisel smiled.

He took out a jar of wine and took a swig, then threw it to Malthael.

“Have you ever seen a human being unable to pick up the hammer of judgment that the Archangel of Justice cannot use?

Unless the body is weak, Judgment Hammer does not reject anyone! "

Bulkesso said and burst out laughing!

"You are not as good as Tyrell after all!"

Li Min pointed at Malthael and said this, and then laughed too!

"Can you tell me what I missed?"

Malthael asked with burning eyes.

"Rorschach."

Clark spat out the name.

"You were sure Tyrell would choose him from the beginning?"

Malthael looked at Bulcaisel and asked as if he suddenly woke up.

"Of course not, just because he is always human."

At this time, it was Bulcaisel's turn to speak with calm eyes and a bit of joy.

“Tyriel is an archangel, but he doesn’t want to be an archangel.

He has been a hero and a guide, but he has never been a prophet. "

Li Min said meaningfully.

“He made a mistake and became an executioner, a sinner in the eyes of the savages.

But he was the one who actually tried. "

There was also joy in Natsubo's tone.

"He trusts mortals?"

Malthael asked with a bit of disbelief.

"No, he doesn't believe it." Bulcasso sneered: "But he understands that there is no perfection in the world."

"Archangels are not perfect, and neither are demons. Are humans perfect?"

Malthael seemed a little shaken.

"Nonsense, where does perfection come from?"

Bulcaisel pointed to the wine jar held by Malthael.

"Is victory perfect?"

Clark felt a little confused.

"At least Malthael isn't perfect."

Bizarro floated to Clark's side and patted Clark on the shoulder.

"Then who can win?"

Clark looked at the horizon.

Clark has experienced so much in a short period of time.

"It doesn't matter who wins, we will still live the way we want."

Bizarro is very open-minded.

When responsibility falls on you, as long as you don't choose to escape, you can do anything.

"Words alone cannot convince me."

Malthael's eyes flickered.

He didn't waver, he just wanted to know what his actions would look like in the eyes of others.

"Inarius can't convince you, Rasma clearly showed it to you."

The knife on Bulcaisor's waist yelled at Malthael in a questioning tone.