Dark Savages Come To the United States

Above the high-level heaven, the situation is a bit tense.

The place is still deserted, and the only sound is the movement of Iseriel writing and drawing on the parchment.

The spring water was not gushing in the fountain, it was just flowing silently without making any movement.

Israel finally raised his head and looked at Johnny Blaze in front of him, his body motionless.

Whether Johnny Blaze was the Lord of the Sky Hammer or the Ghost Rider, that was all in the past, and it was meaningless to Iseriel at this time.

As for the angel known as the Spirit of Vengeance, he has become a part of Izuel.

Now Johnny Blazer still has his own ideas, but at this time he has become an angel.

This is somewhat ironic.

First, he was played with life by the devil, and then he resisted the devil.

Immediately after being controlled by the fear demon, he became a complete lunatic.

Now that he has become an angel, his first goal is to declare war on Diablo.

Even Iseriel couldn't understand how this guy's life could be twisted like this.

"Vengeance is not an angel's job, don't you think, Johnny?"

Iseriel said so.

By the way, he lowered his head and looked at the parchment scroll in his hand.

What he needs is a new gatekeeper, after all, Izuel's appearance is no longer suitable for people's sight.

After absorbing the flesh and blood of two "people", Yizuer's temperament is no longer noble and convincing.

Most of the facilities in the high heaven are able to operate normally, but now there is really a lack of manpower.

"I don't seem to have a choice at all."

Johnny Blaze stretched the light wings behind him, turned his head to look at the new body, and felt his body's extra strength and calm mind.

With a smile on his face.

He wasn't wearing a hood, and he wasn't about to give up his identity as Johnny Blaze.

It's a lot more comfortable being an angel than being a Ghost Rider.

At least now the power can be completely controlled by him, instead of trying everything to imprison the instinct of the Ghost Rider like a cage.

"Of course you do, but I think guarding might be a good duty."

Iseriel said without looking up.

He has already arranged the next job for Jonny Blaze.

Izuel is not suitable for appearing in front of the crystal arch now, after all, the part of the power that belongs to the devil may be exposed at any time.

Such an image is not the same thing as an angel.

Johnny can fill this gap very well, and that face will make the high-level paradise more attractive when it reappears in the eyes of the world.

After all, Johnny Blaze is a celebrity, and he'd be good publicity for being an Angel.

"good."

Johnny Blaze nodded without refuting.

He turned around and walked towards the crystal arch.

There were only piles of ashes scattered on the ground beside the springs that could be seen everywhere on the road.

There used to be a crock pot.

Broken in the battle that Malthael took.

Even if the high-level heaven is restored to its original state, those shattered earthen jars will not be restored.

Only the ashes mixed with dust on the ground can be used as a memorial.

After Johnny's figure was gone, Iseriel glanced at the shadow behind him: "Okay, come out, what do you want to tell me?"

Some laughter could be vaguely heard as Iseriel spoke.

He already knew about Ozil being sent away, and it wasn't too late.

It's just that these are not out of his control.

Ozil won't die easily, but it's not immortal.

When he dies, he will return to the high heaven.

When the time comes, Ytherael is willing to handle these himself.

But Izuel needs a lesson, at least to show his attitude.

"I, let Ozil go."

Izuel's voice was not low, and he made a very peaceful statement.

But this would not satisfy Ytherael.

The power that Ythril had left on Izuel was pulled away, and three completely different forces began to impact on Izuel's body after losing his balance.

The difference between the three powers is not big, and it is possible for Yizuer to achieve balance only by his own control.

But only if Ythril allows that balance to exist.

This is the higher heaven, part of that world.

So Ytherel's balance is above the rules of this world.

The rules here are controlled by the archangels and demon kings.

He does not recognize that the composition of 1:1:1 is balanced, so Izull has to suffer the harm of this imbalance.

Here, Ythril holds the power between life and death that requires boundaries.

But it is only limited to the high-level heaven.

The rest of the power had been shattered by the time he faced Kanai.

"Thank you Tyrell."

Iseriel said this, watching Izuel's body curling up a little bit.

If it wasn't for Tyrael's power being acquired by him, Ytherael would not have been able to reproduce his once power.

Just balance cannot defeat the devil.

He is a big killer of mankind.

Diablo was fear, so Ytherel couldn't control the boundaries of fear.

Baal is destruction, and he cannot grasp the scale of destruction.

But the Nephalems are human beings, with two sides.

So he can get stuck in the middle and fiddle with the ruler at will.

But Ytherael needs to go further!

He wanted to face a Malthael with knowledge, not a Malthael with only death and the epitome of pure power.

Knowledge and wisdom form choices.

And choice means that balance can intervene.

Ytheriel waved his hand gently, and he re-given the balance to Izuel.

"Go to the barbarian now, I don't think Bulkesso would mind making sacrifices for the noble you.

Sacrifice is the prerogative of the strong? Really funny idea. "

Ithril's sarcastic words deeply stabbed Izuel's heart.

Noble Izuel now looks like a despicable swindler.

The body is not a sublime angel, nor a pure corrupted demon.

Followers of righteousness go against their will and become obedient to evil deeds.

Killed human beings just to continue their existence.

Izuel's fists clenched.

He felt his azure anger dissipating little by little.

The legend formed because of lofty beliefs also began to crumble because his will was shaken.

"Izuel, go. You know what you stand for."

Ythril spoke again, and the shadow under the hood made Izuel fear.

He represents the high heaven, as a pioneer!

The stance made his torment as comical as boring thinking.

Izuel turned around, and the flesh and blood on his body fell to the ground with every step he took.

It was as if Ytheril didn't see it.

In other words, it would be in his best interest for Izull to maintain such a form.

He didn't see that every time Izuel fell flesh and blood, the brilliance in his body became richer.

Perhaps Ythril didn't care because he thought that everything was in balance.

...

The second plane on the holy mountain of Harrogath has landed.

Integra came down with Jill and Silas who had occupied Merlin's body.

The pilot stayed silent in the cockpit, not moving at all.

Tariq squinted at the people getting on and off the plane, a little depressed.

Maddock is now teaching Luke some unknown course, and Korlick has just left the gates of the Holy Mountain.

The gatekeeper is not in front of the door, this kind of thing is like a joke.

And just now he sent away Liz and Hellboy.

The two guys said they were going to travel around the world to see if there was anything else interesting.

Fighting this kind of thing is not a life they look forward to.

Both guys are human now, and can finally experience what it's like to be in the sight of a human.

They have been looking forward to the experience of walking on the streets and alleys for a long time.

The gate of the holy mountain does not move.

After all, the gatekeeper exists to guard the entrance to the holy mountain, not to watch like a security guard not to lose the gate of the holy mountain.

So far, no one has been able to complete the "Stop the Door" achievement on the Holy Mountain.

Because the folding door is too huge.

"I said, what are you doing here?"

Tarek said feebly.

At this time, he carefully looked at the few people.

Then got serious immediately.

Jill is not a stranger, but at this moment Jill has an air of not belonging to that child.

And that kid didn't have a solidarity ring on his hand!

The Ring of Unity is not in Bulkesuo's hands now, but is being carried by Talek who doesn't need to fight.

Without that ring, Jill's identity becomes suspicious!

Such a performance made Tariq immediately ready for battle.

"Jill?"

Tariq called out Jill's name on the edge of rage, but got no response.

But that body was Jill's, and Tariq could feel that.

"I hope I don't have to apologize in front of Frank for destroying Jill's body. At least Bulkessel didn't apologize to Leah!"

Talik put the proof of shame in front of him, squatted down slightly, and was ready to jump and slash at any time.

He misunderstood.

After all, it is not unfamiliar that someone you know is occupied with the body. The last guy who did this was Diablo.

"Don't get me wrong! I didn't hurt this kid~www.NovelMTL.com~ so don't do anything to me.

I don't have much power right now to protect this child's body from your attacks. "

Merlin raised his hands above his head and said eagerly.

He originally thought that Talic would have to say a few words to ask about the situation.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Kung Fu Talek was even ready for battle.

"He called himself Merlin and said he wanted to see Bourkessel."

Integura frowned and explained, and took out a cigarette.

When she stretched out the cigarette to her side, she suddenly realized that the housekeeper who would light the cigarette for her had disappeared from this world.

But luckily there was a vampire by her side.

Silas took out the lighter and lit the cigarette.

Integura put the cigarette in his mouth, feeling a little awkward.