Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Masail, I thought you wouldn't want to see me!"

As Karasim said this, his body appeared in front of Malsail in an instant.

The huge glove was already attached to Masail's chest, and a clean white handprint was condensed in front of Masail's body!

"Vandaloni? But now you are called Karasim."

Marthael said so.

Then he turned his attention to Sonya, who was almost frantic!

Ozil, who was violently attacked, had landed on the ground, and his body was almost a lump of minced meat!

Malthael nodded, and the breath of death enveloped the angel following him.

"Are you waiting for Rathma? Or do you want to revive Bulkeso?"

There was a smile in Malasail's voice, but his breath was very calm.

Everything is not out of his control.

"Just want to live."

Li Min walked in front of Masail, and looked at the darkness under the hood without hesitation.

As a follower of the truth of the world, the mage is not ignorant of the end of the world.

"If the Bulkelso you all know had died obediently on the holy mountain, the world would have been a better place."

Marthael said casually, raised his head and looked at the desolation beyond the world.

"The beautiful world in your eyes has no place for us, Malsail."

Karasim said so.

A powerful force erupted from the palm pressing Malsail's chest!

The figure flickered!

Divided into seven phantoms again and aimed at the enemy!

"I haven't seen Qixiangquan for a long time. There is no monk who is better at this skill than you. Vandaroni."

Malthael suddenly started laughing wildly!

Kharazim's attack passed through his body, wrapped around his fist by the power of death!

"Die!"

Villa struggled to make a roll and appeared in front of Masail!

The flying knife in his hand was divided into three parts and stabbed at Malsay's throat!

"Die."

Malthael repeated these two words in a low voice, the Reaper of Souls in his hand was already stuck on Vera's throat!

Just one swipe and the life of this witcher will be gone!

"ha!"

Sonya buried her head and bumped into Malthael's body!

Anger and death are entangled!

And an earthen jar quietly appeared at the bottom of Sonya's feet!

Click!

Sonya crushed the jar, and the dense spiders crawled towards Malsayer's body with the help of Sonya's body!

Nazubo danced while muttering!

Changes began on the ground!

Waves of ripples swayed, turning the ground into a pool of water!

There was a sharp cry, and the piranha with a mouth full of fangs hung on Sonya and Malthael!

But it turned into ashes in just an instant!

"Life cannot resist death, nor can the soul resist it."

Malthael flicked his robe with the Reaper of Souls in his hand.

Then stood behind Sonya!

"I suddenly remembered a spell, does any of you know?"

Marthael acted like he was playing.

He is completely different now!

After mastering the power of the great demon god and the archangels for a short time, after becoming a nephalem, he became stronger at an unexpected speed.

If he was besieged by these nephalem when he found Bul Kasso, he might not have the slightest chance of winning.

It's just that it's different now!

"Worship for life three times~Worship for the opening of the first gate of Sanji~Worship for the blood sacrifice of the wisher~Only please~Holy return~"

Masail said lightly, ignoring the ugly expressions of Li Min and Karasim, and let out bursts of laughter!

"what have you done!"

Karasim said so.

The golden light on his body flickered wildly!

Ten phantoms appeared around him, posing in various poses towards him!

The mantra spread on the ground, constantly turbulent!

"Is this what you have gained, Vandaloni? Got what you want from Yin Na's power?

Let me guess, are these phantoms able to unleash that icy seven-phase fist like you? "

After Masail's voice fell, he was immediately surrounded by dense phantoms!

The phantoms sat cross-legged, as if they were going to save him.

Each phantom is divided into seven!

Every heavy blow detonated the Explosive Palm on Malthael's body!

The continuous roar was like the sound of firecrackers, and the shock waves produced forced all the nephalem back out!

"Wonderful!"

Masail's body remained motionless, watching the energy on his body being continuously detonated, his tone was still calm!

"Vandaloni, how is this possible!"

Li Min let out a startled roar!

What the Explosive Palm detonated was not the energy left in that palm print by the monk, but everything in the body of the guy who was marked!

The rune of death to zero prevents the out-of-control energy from slowly weakening, but condenses all the power in the final explosion!

But just like that, Marthael did not move!

The roar and explosion meant that the attack was successful, but Malsail didn't seem to have suffered the slightest damage!

Such a scene is enough to make people daunting!

...

And Rathma's side has turned into a barren at this time.

Where he was, there was only one corpse accompanying him, even if it occupied the existence of this corpse, it was called Bulkeso!

The desolation of the realm of the dead has faded away, revealing the very delicate and complex ground!

"This place is very familiar."

The first Bulkelso shook his spine and looked at Rathma in front of him.

There was a slight tremor in the voice.

Only then did he notice the surrounding environment, a closed environment with only three pillars standing!

The mechanism on the ground made his heart tremble constantly!

"My brother, you have no blood on you. So, don't worry."

Rathma's body was trembling constantly.

It was as if he had been seriously injured in the previous confrontation with Masail.

But his voice didn't waver in the slightest!

A trace of blood flowed down from his body and gathered in the lines on the ground.

But only occupying a corner of it!

"You! Me! Shit!"

The first Bulk Casso uttered these concise words word by word.

The flesh and blood born on the body under the authority of life began to wither in an instant!

No more fighting!

Malthael has retreated, although he doesn't know why, but the first generation Bulkelso can't laugh!

"What do you think is the meaning of a withered world? Now, I just want to balance the world and let everything continue."

Rathma's body suddenly stopped trembling, and holy light burst out from his body!

At this time, Rasma was like an angel!

"Our father died at your hands!? It's obvious that his favorite person is you!"

The first generation Bulkelso uttered a terrifying conjecture with the most urgent voice!

Bursts of anger burst out from his body, roasting Kanai's remains and making an overwhelmed sound!

Favor of Inarius!

Legendary set for the Necromancer!

And this was originally just a gift from a father to his favorite son!

It's just that this gift is covered with his blood and soul!

"A father who sacrificed everything to protect our existence. Noble and aspirational. Brother! But what have you done?"

Rathma's tone was slowly mocking and contemptuous, staring at the first Bulkelso.

That set of legends began to emerge from him!

Rathma's pale face was exposed, and the suit on her body was full of traces of angels!

At this time, the first generation Bulkelso really understood the material of this set of equipment!

It is not the forgotten soul, nor is it the breath of death.

"Father's! Corpse!"

The anger rushed out of the body, and Kanai's corpse could no longer bear the anger of the first Bulkelso after being beaten by Masail!

The most complete piece of the scattered soul of this first ancestor appeared before Rathma.

As the fuel of anger, the soul is constantly burning!

"What position do you have to yell at me?"

Rathma took two steps forward and stood in the middle of the ground.

"Masail didn't stop me from doing this, he just told me to let me understand what the sacrifice is."

Rathma glanced at the soul body of the first Bulkelso, and lowered his eyes.

"In other words, this is fate?"

The first Bulkelso looked at his surroundings and felt a chill from his soul.

Obviously his soul is burning.

"It's my father's will."

Rathma raised her head, waiting for the arrival of the next sacrifice!

...

"Vandaloni, you can't defeat death, and you can't transcend wisdom. Your gods can't save you, and the brilliance of Ita can't illuminate this world that is going to end."

Malthael tapped on Karasim's forehead with a sickle, and he whispered in Karasim's ear.

"Now you, is there anything else you want to say?"

As Masail said, he turned his head to Li Min who was on the side!

Kharazim had already understood what he meant, and the young mage was next.

Masail was very curious about what choice Li Min, a genius, would make.

"Masail, I will still shake my fist at you."

Saying so, Karasim raised his arm covered by the glove!

The moment his fist was raised, Lion's Claw and Aziz Turasco's Fist fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of ashes!

Attacking the very essence of death with his own hands, Kharazim did not escape.

But the force of death was contained by Malthael after it consumed his fists.

"Reincarnation? I don't remember that there are other monks in this world."

Malthael joked and said cruel things.

To become the carrier of the reincarnation of the monk, the premise is that the children born to those who have the blood of the monk in their blood.

Otherwise, they would not be able to carry these powerful souls at all!

Even if the reincarnation method of the monk will not interfere with a child's normal growth, it will not let a child go on other paths.

And now, Kharazim is the last monk in this world.

This is why Marthael chose him!

"I won't chant that spell, and I don't have to come into contact with death! You can't threaten me! Malthael!"

Li Min roared.

Another black hole in his hand was thrown towards Malthael!

The battle of energy is the way of fighting that mages are best at, and that's why Li Min is not afraid of Malthael's death.

But in battle, experience is also an important factor that determines the outcome.

And Malsail can not only use the energy of death to infect, his melee combat skills are not weaker than those hell devil kings!

"Just, what can you do?"

Masail's tone was extremely contemptuous!

The power of death erupted suddenly, but it couldn't be distinguished with the naked eye.

But in Li Min's eyes, those subtle forces of death have already mixed into this world.

The breath of death is constantly invading everything, and it won't be long before it will surround her little by little!

"I'm such a genius!"

Li Min unconsciously yelled out his mantra, and his body instantly transformed into pure arcane energy, which spread in this world.

Infinite magic power is transmitted to her body!

The Guardian, the same image of heaven and man!

Li Min's consciousness suddenly spread.

Innately formed a strong will to gather all the mana elements in this world towards his body!

When the world is complete, when Li Min shows this posture, as long as he is still alive, he cannot be defeated!

It's just that it's not the past after all!

This world is no longer complete, but is going to decline!

The archon's posture brought her endless pressure.

The despair before the end of the world is welling up in her heart with her mana!

The feeling of despair and powerlessness drove this genius mage to a dangerous end!

"I'm waiting for this."

Masail let out a grin!

Finally almost done!

Finally, he could glimpse knowledge!

The names of destiny converge on Inaris!

And the demon who combined with Inaris, how could it be an ordinary guy!

Daughter of Hate!

Knowledge personified!

Lilith!

If Inaris can look forward to the title of Archangel, then Lilith is destined to be the seventh Hell Lord!

If Andariel hadn't violated Lilith's will, Lilith would be the evil being standing in the ranks of the devil king of hell!

She even had a glimpse of the authority of the Demon God!

Lilith is the last legacy of this world!

It is also Rasma's last hope!

...

"Have you started yet?"

Rasma had a smile on her face.

The already pale face began to become transparent.

"I pray for my life three times!"

Rathma's mouth shouted loudly the beginning of the spell!

The soul of the first Bulkelso burned even more violently!

"Lina Ryan!"

The first Bulkelso yelled, calling the name of the child who just stayed behind his elder brothers when he was born!

"Bai Sanji is the first to open the door!"

Rathma didn't pause at all, and continued to chant the spell with a frantic attitude!

"Brother! Shut up!"

The first Bulkelso picked up his double knives and rushed towards Rathma!

He didn't care about his brother's death, but he was in awe of the being who would be awakened!

The embodiment of knowledge and taboo!

Everything that hates continues!

their mother! Lilith!

Why does the hated Demon God Mephisto act like a fool?

That's because when he tried to grasp the authority of creation, he gave his most proud power to his creation!

Wisdom belongs to the high heavens!

And knowledge belongs to the burning hell!

The first generation of Bulkasso pierced Rathma's chest with two knives!

Nailed through the soul of his own brother!

The anger continued to burn, but there was no way to stop Rathma from continuing to chant the mantra!

"The Blood Priest of the Wisher!"

Blood overflowed from Rathma's mouth, and his face became completely transparent!

The balance between life and death is broken at this time!

The creator of the necromancer, at this moment, is as weak as a skeleton soldier who has been awakened at will!

Rathma stretched out his slender hand, and took the hand of the first generation Bulkasso that was rough from forging and wielding weapons!

"Brother, thank you!"

Rathma said with a smile on her face!

The soul of the first Bulk Casso trembled violently, and his anger was extinguished in an instant!

"Only please! Holy Return!"

I finished the part about Lilith's resurrection today.

Don't wait, see you tomorrow morning.

Thanks.