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"You mean, are you going to hand the Time Stone into my hands?"

Looking at Gu Yi in front of him, Burkeseau asked in a bit of a **** tone.

Then he looked up at the sky, and it was time to distribute the rewards.

It's just that Bourkesso is a little uninterested now.

"Maybe I can bring you a watch, and of course a clock."

Gu Yi looked at Bourkesso and said with a very peaceful attitude.

Compared to mastering the time gem by himself, perhaps Bourkesso is more worthy of trust.

When a person is so powerful that he cannot be restrained, the only thing that can restrain him may be his morality.

At least for now, Burkeseau's morality is still guaranteed. And it is impossible for Jotun Keller to **** anything from Burkeseau.

A powerful ancient nephalem ghost, that's just a ghost.

Unlike the spirit of the ancestors who relied on everything on the holy mountain, even if he could move around without restraint, he couldn't break through the current physical limitations.

The infinite power cannot be swayed in large quantities, otherwise it will hurt the fragile soul.

This situation sounds like a joke.

"Let me think about it first."

Bourcasso glanced at Reko who was watching a play and felt a little irritable.

When Andariel was still interfering with his thoughts before, he had never been as irritable as he is now.

Hasty decisions don't necessarily always go forward. Rabbits that hit a tree stump occasionally appear.

Compared with "dry TM", it is only reasonable to think about it a little bit.

Just don't think blindly.

"I think it's pretty good. I mean the part of the clock."

Leko smiled and nodded towards Gu.

Her interjection made Bourkesso, who already had some headaches, even more uncomfortable.

Raiko expressed her attitude, it was very troublesome.

After all, ignoring Raiko's opinion is not a good choice.

What's more troublesome is that once someone questioned Raiko, Kanuk would definitely come out of nowhere.

Canucks are more conscientious than hounds.

"I'm not a trash can, why do you always give me all these things."

Burkesso stomped his feet in annoyance, expressing his dissatisfaction to Vorusk under the ground.

Thinking about it carefully, after he made the original choice again, it seemed as if he had always been pushed forward by a pair of hands.

It seems that there are not many options along the way.

On the way to get stronger, Bourkesso didn't even have time to observe the scenery, all he could see was disgusting flesh and stumps.

In that **** world, every normal person who can still think is precious.

There are too many guys who think too much and are driven crazy by themselves.

"Well, I said nonsense."

Burkesso took a deep breath, then irritably took out Qualkek's bitter wine and poured it into his mouth.

Now he may understand some of Qualkek's bitterness better.

There is no choice at all, unless you give up the struggle and give up your existence as a banner.

The ancestors knew very well that Bourkesso would not give up.

That's why I trust him so far.

What can you gain by giving up?

Perhaps in the current world, giving up efforts can get a warm bed that will not blame or complain, but in Sanctuary, giving up is choosing the most tragic way to die.

As long as they are warriors, few will give up.

"I will give you a clock, I think it would be a good choice to put it next to the throne of the Immortal King."

Gu Yi said with a smile.

A tacit understanding between a mage and a barbarian.

The time gem can never be thrown on the ground like a stone, there must be a container to hold it.

A watch is a good choice, as is a desk clock.

At least these things will stop Bourkesso from looking up at the sun or the moon to judge the time.

"Agree in advance! I won't sit on the throne like that guy every day. No matter day or night, no matter whether it is hot or cold, it's like there is nowhere to go except the throne."

Burkeseau patted his thigh and roared, spilling some of the bitter wine in the crockpot in his hand.

The wound on his body, which was not good for him, burst open again.

The strength he used was not small at all. If he hit Luke this time, he could only hope that the medicine bottle would be ready to use.

Apart from being mashed into flesh, Bulkasso really hasn't seen much about instant death.

Even Rorschach could have been rescued from a headshot before.

Vorusk is now a guy who can't be named, which is even worse.

"No one will rush to the throne of the Immortal King to run wild. Unless it's your child."

Raiko laughed dryly.

She looked a little sad.

She thought of her own child, which was another tragedy.

Raiko's child was raised by someone else.

I have never even tasted breast milk.

Because Jorez died in a hurry at the time, Raiko at that time could only drag her body just after giving birth to hold up the banner of the Bull Tribe.

The child is Reko's pain.

It was also something that fate had revealed to Raiko early in the morning.

"A **** show, we're actors."

Burkeseau had some signs of gibberish. First release https://(www)https://m/.x81zw./com/

He bluntly took the blood bottle he was carrying with him from his waist and poured it into his mouth.

Then silently poured the last bit of bitter wine into it.

Burkeseau told Reko's anger, and stuck the mountain-splitting axe heavily on the ground.

The end of the axe is thick enough to hold Qualkek's bitters.

"Just think of it as a memorial to Qualkek."

Burkeseau said in a faint voice.

It's just that the expression on his face is a bit complicated, and it's not an expression that is simply displayed to commemorate a certain person.

Perhaps bitterness can bring more aftertastes, or after normal bitterness, sweetness is easier to enter into the heart?

Rest is always just a modified word.

Rest also means passing away, and gradually no one will remember the person's name.

"Nice idea, transferring the risk to the barbarians."

Jotun Kuller was floating on the heights of the holy mountain, looking thoughtfully at what was happening below.

He did not hide his eyes, and he believed that Bourkesso knew what he had done.

But the current situation is not so bad.

At least in the savage territory, Jotun Kuller still has some face.

The power of the time gem, Jotun Kuller cares a lot!

Even more so than collecting Nephalem's blood.

The original Bulkessel won't leave the barbarian, but when exactly will he appear?噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

Jotun Kuehler was curious.

According to Jotun Kuller's investigation, that guy is not the character to obediently entrust everything to himself.

That possessiveness may be stronger than what Vorusk has shown.

In another part of Harrogath, Johanna looked at Steve in front of her with some curiosity.

Time will definitely leave its mark on the things that exist, this is what her teacher once said when she taught her.

Johanna can attest to this with the wrinkles on her face, which is true.

But Steve could feel the traces of time that lasted for nearly a hundred years, but his face and physical condition were still young.

After having contacted the human beings in this world, of course Johanna would not view the human beings in this world with her own inherent views.

Modesty is also a virtue of the Crusaders. It's a pity that this kind of modesty will only appear in places that have nothing to do with combat.

When fighting, this group always has an attitude of letting me come.

"What do you think is sublime? Steve?"

Johanna looked at Captain America in front of her, took a closer look at the shields that had turned into pieces, and frowned.

Most of the shields of the Crusaders are specially made tower shields, and the round shields are difficult to meet the combat needs of this group.

Besides, compared to flails and swords, shields are a bit weak as weapons.

Implementing beliefs requires a more crude approach.

"Sacrifice is noble."

Steve's tone was very peaceful, which reminded Johanna of the atmosphere in the Temple of the Brave.

Those guys have this tone most of the time.

"Noble sacrifice is the privilege of the strong. When you are weak, accepting protection and doing something within your power will make you do your best.

Steve, what will you do when you face a more powerful enemy? "

Johanna asked curiously.

Even though Steve has received her approval, understanding is just the beginning.

Besides, Johanna learned from Burkeseau that Steve was trampled on by Diablo.

She couldn't help worrying about it.

It is difficult for outsiders to understand the feelings of those who are wrapped in fear and despair.

Perhaps at this time a piece of venlafaxine is more effective than the comfort of someone who cannot empathize.

"I will fight. After all, fighting only requires courage, not strength."

Steve raised his head, his blue eyes seemed to be glowing.

"Then tell me, what did you think when you faced Diablo?"

The power of the law has risen under Johanna's feet, and she is ready to perform a mental treatment for Steve in a rude way at any time.

Roughness means pain, and it's not guaranteed to be absolutely effective.

Even within the Crusaders, they felt powerless about this kind of thing.

At the moment when the belief was shattered, if it was just a matter of stunned people, it would have been a good result.

In a world full of demons, corrupted Crusaders are not rare.

And they are more deadly than those demons with relatively single attack methods.

To say that among the groups with the most corrupted people, it is probably the Crusaders, Paladins and Templars.

"I saw the mother and son I wanted to save, and I don't regret it. Although I'm still afraid."

Steve's voice remained firm.

Johanna was also a little relieved.

If Steve says he's never been afraid, that's a sign of danger.

As long as normal people are afraid when facing Diablo, it has nothing to do with strength.

Fear is the innate rule of life.

"Then get stronger."

Johanna said so, and took out a heavy shield from her backpack.

Johanna's defense!

The broken-mouthed barbarian of Abd al-Hazir knew the owner of this shield.

But it is a pity that the Johanna he knew was not the one in front of him, but the teacher of this Johanna.

Abdul Hazir always thought that the name Johanna would be removed from the roster by the Crusaders.

This shield is very strong, and it is also very suitable for the Crusaders to use when they are weak.

The first three enemies hit by Blessed Hammer will receive 2.5 times the damage.

This shield is not an imitation, but the first piece of equipment that Johanna handed over to his disciples.

means inheritance.

As for Abdul Hazr, he was already dead when Masael arrived.

Along with Scylla, who escaped the destruction of Seschelon.

There are no unharmed survivors of the devastated Harrogath.

This is much more tragic than what the Temple of the Brave has experienced.

"Perhaps you will also be named Johanna in an unknown time. I'm looking forward to it."

Johanna said so, and shoved the shield into Steve's hand.

"Maybe it's time for me to teach you how to use the Hammer of Blessing. The training you need can't be completed in a day or two. Fortunately, you still have time."

Johanna smiled, warm like sunshine.

Of course, there is still time for new recruits.

For these Nephalems, sacrifice is the privilege of the strong!

Before Bourkessel fell, before Johanna fell, before Reko fell!

Nephalem will do his best to shelter these recruits who need to grow up.

After experiencing a battle with the devil, the recruits should also drop the somewhat ironic title of "recruits" and can be called warriors.

"To be honest, I don't really like being called 'Johanna' one day. I find it hard to accept that name."

Steve twitched the corners of his mouth and took the inheritance from Johanna, who was younger than him.

This is a good wish.

After all, as long as Johanna is still alive~www.NovelMTL.com~ he can always use the name "Steve Rogers".

The Crusader's heritage does not value bloodline as much as the barbarians.

What they value is belief.

Nephalem's bloodline is nothing but the key to open the door of power.

The secret realm of the Crusaders is not the blood of Nephalem that has gradually become richer, but the condensed strength of the faith of the Crusaders of all dynasties.

So the Crusaders in Johanna's line are called Johanna, even though they inherit the legendary suit of the Crusaders called Orena.

……

Loki appeared in New York lightly.

But this time he did not return to the sanctuary.

It wasn't that he had any opinion on the cow named Mike, even though the abominable cow pressed his dignity as a "god" to the ground.

He has a big enough plan to hand the planet over to the greater world-destroying titan Thanos.

After being completely brainwashed, Loki lost even the basic ability to distinguish.

In addition to the "balance of the universe" that was taken out as a torii for the purpose of Thanos, there was also the idea of ​​bringing death and making death happy.

And now Thanos has a higher goal.

For example, collect six famous Infinity Stones to give this world a cruelty.

It is better to wait until he truly sits on the supreme throne to consider whether he will feel lonely when he is the strongest.