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In the kingdom of the dead, Tyrael is watching what is happening on the ground with the death in front of him.

"Death... I mean Ashila, what are your plans?"

Tyrael looked at Death's unswerving appearance, and quickly changed his words.

Death looked at everything in front of him quietly, as if he didn't know where to start with this topic.

"If you want to tell a story."

Death spoke to Tyrael meaningfully.

Tyrael is not completely worthless.

There is something in him that cannot be replaced by other existences.

Whether it is the emotional connection with the Archangel of Wisdom Malthael, or the inextricable connection with the barbarians.

Even if he died at the hands of Ithril, he was still the righteous archangel recognized by Imprius and Auriel.

No one can deprive him of his existence.

The justice in Rorschach was only born out of the personality of the Archangel of Justice. Rorschach made his own choice and did not become a new Archangel of Justice.

Or maybe that stubborn lichen will change when facing Tyrael.

Death is not stupid. If she was stupid, it would be impossible for her to be the only unscathed existence in that battle.

"I have several brothers, not from the eternity side, but from another world."

Saying that, death has become like that girl.

With a look of nostalgia.

"The Sandman is the one who takes care of me the most, or his actions are just not understood.

And now, I want to bring him back. from the world they forbade from eternity.

He will understand me, and only he is the only choice to master the power of dreams. "

The words of death are unclear, not even the "story" is told much.

It's just a simple name.

Tyrael listened quietly, waiting for the next story.

"Constantine has his belongings in his hands, as well as the ruby ​​in the hands of the guy who calls himself Doctor of Destiny.

Two objects are enough to awaken my brother's will.

And Constantine, I have to say that his ability not to be haunted by dreams deserves my special attention.

It's just that he is a mortal after all, and he never thought of going beyond the scope of mortals.

This makes me a little sorry. "

Death said so.

His expression was flat.

This performance made Tyrael a little nervous.

He couldn't tell where his nervousness came from, but it had enveloped him.

When the dead appear in front of death, they lose the ability to control themselves.

No matter how powerful he was during his lifetime, the dead cannot go against death.

Unless death grants the privilege.

"You want to hear the process of the previous battle? No, I can't tell you. Because you will definitely make changes in our peaceful life.

How can justice without bloodshed? "

Death smiled lightly, looking at Tyrael in front of him.

It was shown in front of Tyrael with a gesture of mockery and contempt.

"What's your position?"

Tyrael asked, sweat was already visible on his forehead.

But no one cares how the dead sweat.

"Stance? What do you think? Balance between life and death? Or world peace?"

With a smile on his face, Death opened a picture in front of the two of them.

Above is the situation on Thanos' side.

A lot of alien technology has been added to the body of Burning Angel Ozil.

But this is not to make him stronger, but to stifle Ozil's upper limit of power.

The moment Tyrael saw Ozil, his pupils widened.

"Marthael!"

He couldn't help but called out the name of the Archangel of Wisdom. Ozil's appearance made him know that the time in this world was much shorter.

Seeing Ozil's excitement was even more intense than seeing the plague king appear in the world.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

The plague king can only show that Baal is still not willing to be silent, and Ozil is the vanguard of Malthael.

Soul Reaper is already on his way.

Although Tyrael didn't know the purple guy with the chin like a fist, he knew that Ozil wouldn't be controlled.

The Burning Angel has never been controlled.

In addition to bringing fire and cooked food, he also brought uncontrollable disasters.

Although Thanos is not weak, it is not enough to make Ozil bow his head!

"That guy, you should probably remember his name, the world-destroying titan Thanos.

He also has a younger brother, but now he doesn't remember it at all. "

Death looked at Thanos' somewhat excited expression, but he was rather sluggish.

This guy has died several times.

But every time he rampaged like a reckless wild boar, such a tyrant made death a little distressed.

An obsessive love?

It was a helpless burden and boredom.

"He will always go down the road of extinction, sometimes he will succeed, sometimes he will fail.

But he is always on this road, and I think he can replace that guy in annihilation. After all, destroying this kind of thing can be done as long as you have no conscience or remain indifferent.

Thanos must at least have some brains to be obliterated. "

Death spoke softly.

Tyrell was not feeling well.

"Is your incompetence in combat a disguise?"

He still asked, his eyes fixed on death.

"No, I'm really not good at fighting. It doesn't matter if it's me in this world or the world that's being swallowed up. Fighting is too boring.

What is the purpose of the battle? The worst is to bring death, and I am death, so I have no point in fighting. "

Death said so.

One picture turned into two.

One side is the situation on Thanos' side, and the other side is the battle situation on the side of the plague king.

The battle on the side of the plague king has become more and more fierce. The high toxicity and damage make this place unsuitable for humans to appear for decades.

Everyone present looked seriously injured.

"That arm is a creature of destruction, it's funny. It reminds me of a guy who's always hungry, but no one ever wants him to be full."

Death talked about irrelevant topics, and slowly sat on his throne and curled up.

Like an ordinary lazy little girl.

"You want to warn me?"

Tyrael said while looking at the death in front of him.

Their understanding of the world is still too shallow.

Perhaps the only person who has really dealt with them is the death in front of them.

And that cowardly look made them take this death too lightly.

"There are only five of the strongest people in this world, including me.

Death, eternity, infinity, and annihilation, and the court of life on opposite sides.

Guess who is the guy who really has the same ideals as you and you? "

Death smiled, as if Tyrael's embarrassment made her feel happy.

"I guess life court."

Tyrael answered the question of death casually, his expression unchanged.

"It's my brother, Sandman."

Death spoke a name off the list.

They have a total of seven children. The order from childhood to childhood is "Fate", "Death", "Sleep", "Destruction", "Desire", "Despair", "Happiness".

Among them, "Desire" and "Despair" are twins, and "Happy" is renamed "Delirium".

Death has seen more than Tyrael imagined.

Fate is never easy.

Especially Tyrael knew a brother named Inarius, powerful but always hidden.

Sandman is a derogatory term.

He should be called the master of dreams.

But Sandman became his most famous name.

Witnessed Abel and Cain's first tragedy and nightmare in the world, and summoned the three goddesses of fate to ask the whereabouts of the treasure.

It's just that the process of reshaping the dream was unsuccessful, and the two worlds began to fight each other.

The Sandman has fallen, but fortunately his treasure is still there.

And escaped their sight for eternity.

The only person who knew about this was the one who died, and maybe there were some guys who survived the battle.

But those guys didn't dare to say it.

Because they didn't become one of those people whose memories were washed away only because of the mercy of death.

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As for the other brothers, Death has no plans to say anything more.

"Those who hurt the Sandman all have one thing in common, that is, they are always awake. What do you think of this punishment?"

Death spoke casually.

Then yawned.

Being rejected by a dream means mental strain.

It is not the sleepless wakefulness maintained by short and broken sleep, but the pain that survives in mental torment all the time.

Death will not redeem them.

Like Nick Fury, who is always everywhere.

Nick Fury knew the "sandbag" because he took this treasure and caused the Sandman to be turned into the origin of the demon monarch "Nightmare".

Nick Fury is too good. As a mortal, he can play a good role in the war of gods.

This kind of record alone is enough for him to be complacent.

It's just that when punishment and curse fell on his head, no one would stand up and speak for him.

Knowing that most of the existences he paid have already become human again.

The other survivors won't shave the tiger's whiskers for Nick Fury!

"Very cruel, but what are you going to do with me? Wake up your brother?"

Tyrael said this, and then sat directly on the ground.

The personality was handed over to Rorschach personally by him, and the power was taken away by Ytheriel, and he can't do anything now.

Like a mascot.

At this time, he seemed to be unable to do anything except not worry.

The identity of a listener is not unfamiliar to Tyrael.

"I want you to pay the price to the barbarians for me as part of getting back the power of dreams."

Death said this, and there was a slight snoring sound from her mouth, she was sleepy.

The sleepy appearance is a bit cute.

"why me?"

As soon as Tyrael's words came out, he knew he had done something stupid.

Why him? Of course it's because he's the weakest at the moment.

There is no choice.

He could not escape the grip of death.

Because he died in this world.

Even if Malthael came to this world with a piece of death, he couldn't take Tyrael's soul from the death who claimed to be Ashira.

Death didn't answer Tyrael's stupid question, which made Tyrael relieved.

If the shame is only for a moment, that's fine.

The plague king on the screen was finally completely furious.

Barr's constant control over him caused him to develop some childish rebelliousness.

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The poisonous mist began to spread little by little, breaking through the blockade that Loki tried his best.

And Dr. Doom, who was constantly told by Baal to release a little water, became the first victim of the Plague King's wrath!

Teleport, smash!

Show no mercy!

The moment the plague king appeared behind Dr. Doom, the giant arm had already landed on Dr. Doom's head.

The whole movement was so fast that there was no time for people to react.

Maybe Mocot can react, but Rumlow has weakened and even the connection with him has become intermittent.

No one can save Dr. Doom's life from the plague king, except himself!

And Midnight, who is constantly trying to master Dr. Doom's body!

There was a movement like breaking a watermelon!

Dr. Doom fell softly to the ground.

Every bone in the body was broken in the huge impact, and this kind of injury was fatal enough.

But at this moment, Dr. Doom's will is extraordinarily sober!

The King of Epidemic still took back a little strength at the last moment. After all, the rebellious child did not dare to put his father's will behind him.

But the soul of Midnight completely controlled Dr. Doom's body at that moment, and it also turned into a soul fragment to nourish Dr. Doom himself under this blow!

Thanks to the "great and selfless" Midnight who took the heavy blow of the plague king's anger instead of Dr. Doom!