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The name of Doctor Who, an unknown thing.

Even if someone actually called out his name, it would be difficult to understand.

His name represents a long list of secrets.

"Just call me the doctor, don't go into it, promise me."

Eleven Ren said this, and the smile on his face disappeared.

There's so much **** going on.

"I help you, definitely not for nothing."

Burkeseau frowned and said, but he looked very calm at this time, and there was no fluctuation of emotional changes to show.

"We know, you want to know time, and knowledge. For... Genesis?"

The ninth doctor opened his eyes wide and looked at Burkesso.

His tone was serious and he didn't mean to joke.

"Let me say one thing, Genesis is only one aspect of power. Knowledge is only another aspect of it, and neither can be the backbone of this great goal.

Unless you have other ideas, collecting rules like this will only allow you to perfect your world, not create it.

If you ask us the answer to such a question, we cannot give it either. "

Zhan Zhan sat on the steps with a sad face like a rotten persimmon.

"Haha! Burkesso, I don't care what you're going to do. It's enough as long as Nephalem is standing at the top.

I don't care how big your dream is, because before you realize your dream, my dream will also be realized! "

Jotun Kuller tried to interrupt the conversation, staring at the war with wide eyes.

Jotun Kuhler tried to stop the topic from continuing.

He likes to say, "A 100-point goal is 60 points if you pass it, and a 60-point goal means you don't pass."

This ancient nephalem ghost doesn't care how ambitious Bulkesho's goals are, he only needs Bulkeshor's goals far beyond his own.

He is the passing line.

"Creating the world and saving the world are not the same thing."

Gu Yi, who had been silent for a long time, spoke slowly.

At this time, she looked more relaxed than before.

Perhaps knowledge is enough to help a mage play a reborn role.

"So what? I just do it."

Burkeseau said this, but there seemed to be a lot to be said in this sentence, but he did not continue.

There have been countless strong men in Nephalem, and countless of them have reached the threshold of becoming a god.

But in the end, God is still unknown.

"Knowledge is summed up, and summarizing these requires wisdom."

Eleven said this, and then patted the tenth doctor on the side.

"Additionally, exploring the unknown also requires wisdom, and only wisdom can accumulate knowledge. The difficulty of learning and creation is not equal.

I don't have to leave this time, do I? "

The tenth doctor said so.

Obviously, he is still very sensitive to the topic of "leaving".

For Doctor Who, the gap between being reborn once and the current self who died and disappeared is not small.

After rebirth, even the taste will change.

I really hope that there will be no one who likes heavy-tasting food among the doctors in the future.

"Wisdom hides its thoughts with death, but it doesn't matter, I will get wisdom! Because I am strength!"

Bourkessel brutally interrupted the conversation.

Malthael has suffered from the loss of strength for a long time.

Perhaps the barbarian is the nemesis of wisdom?

Countless years have passed since the original Bulkessel gave Malthael, who was still wise at the time, a rebirth, but brute force can turn a full belly of wisdom into a cry of pain during an interview. Still passed on.

Face to face, the one with the bigger fist is louder.

"Prepare now, we are about to block Curry Furui."

War said so, but suddenly his eyes widened!

"You guys, don't you have your own Tardis!?"

The Doctor of War roared like that.

He finally noticed that although there are four doctors staying together, there is only one Tardis here.

"You have to contact the time lords above Curry Fury first, and then use them to contact us who are still on their respective timelines. We're just here to see, and by the way, prepare for a new life."

The ninth doctor fiddled with his charismatic ears and said, this old man's appearance made a naughty gesture and looked a little disgusted.

"I don't want to end it all when I see you!"

The Doctor of War said so.

He doesn't like to attract attention, and when he thinks that his mission is to end wars. After the end of the war, he should be reborn, and the thought that he will have such an obvious pair of ears in the future is a bit fucked.

"Maybe, but you won't necessarily disappear."

The tenth doctor stammered.

By the way, he pointed to himself.

They still exist because Doctor War drank the blood of the Angel of Destiny, so how can war be an exception?

"No, I'll disappear. It's my choice. The war took everything from me, and I took everything from others.

The end includes me! "

The Doctor of War stood up abruptly and spoke in a firm, mountain-like tone.

He didn't have the idea to stay in this world, and he didn't have the corresponding desire to survive.

The end must end with him!

……

On the holy mountain of Harrogath, Maddock looked at Luke and Jessica standing there, with some inexplicable melancholy on his face.

Seriously, the mood of depression is not very suitable for Maddock.

After all, that face that couldn't be described as handsome at all, with that expression, looked like a rotten watermelon that was run over by a muck truck.

It's still the one with long hair.

"I've prepared a trial for you. It depends on whether you plan to do it yourself."

Maddock said hesitantly, but his hesitation seemed a little deliberate.

What he prepared was considered a secret, so he didn't even tell the other two of the three ancestors.

It was an adventure, and such an adventure could only be done when Bourkesso was not on the holy mountain of Harrogath.

Now is probably the only chance.

The Immortal King is the chief patriarch of the barbarians, but there are times when he can't take care of them.

Just trying to get Bourkesso to leave the holy mountain made him very anxious.

Volusk is no longer there, and Raiko and Sonya are not on the holy mountain.

To be honest, when Sonya suddenly arrived, Maddock thought for a while that he had no chance to start this adventure.

Fortunately, Sonya won't be here for the time being.

Luke looked at Maddock with a strange look. He patted Jessica on the back lightly, and didn't seem very happy about it.

"Hey! Will I still cheat on you? You need a decent trophy, or go and wrestle that big bear from Coutur!"

Maddock spoke angrily, and his hair kept tossing along with his frantic way of speaking.

It seems that something is wrong with Maddock now?

"I want to ask, after I die, when will my soul who appeared on the holy mountain remain as I am?"

Luke looked at Maddock in front of him and asked with a smile.

The time spent together was enough for him to understand what the ancestor in front of him looked like.

You don't need to feel resentment and dissatisfaction, and you don't need to feel pain for that brutal approach.

Maddock is like that.

A guy who named his weapon with "sadness" will never be as rough in his mind.

At least, he is still delicate sometimes.

"The peak of life! When you appear on the holy mountain, you will appear at the peak of your life."

Maddock said, and glanced at Jessica.

It feels a little weird in the eyes.

Luke looked at Maddock, and his attention was mainly on the messy hair.

"I hope the pinnacle of my life is wearing a straight suit, white shirt and bow tie."

Luke's joke was not very funny, Maddock looked at Luke's performance with the eyes of a fool.

Luke has realized something.

After all, Maddock directly determined that Luke would appear on the holy mountain as a soul.

If they met for the first time, Maddock would probably have scoffed at Luke's words.

After all, how could a guy without glory appear on Harrogath?

Maddock was probably ready for something he didn't know about.

"Okay, don't waste my time, tell me, do you want to go!?"

When Maddock said this, it seemed a bit contradictory.

From the outside, he doesn't know exactly what choice he wants Luke to make.

Rasuk has already started a plan, and now Maddock wants to know if Luke can take up that responsibility.

He didn't mean to force it, he just hoped that he could get what he wanted.

"Go to Burning Hell? Ancestor, is it my recent progress that gave you the illusion, or am I too weak and you plan to kill me and find another heir?

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Although I don't know exactly what's going on in the Burning Hell, I don't think a guy like me who has to do everything to defeat the demons in the secret realm is qualified to hunt in the Burning Hell. "

Luke rubbed his forehead, looking like he was hallucinating after wondering if he had a fever.

As soon as these words came out, Maddock's tongue licked between his teeth everywhere in his mouth, and the expression was very strange, and he couldn't tell what attitude Maddock was at this time.

Jessica seemed to feel something, and looked at Maddock a little strangely.

Perhaps among these young warriors, Jessica's growth has made her unknowingly leave others behind.

At least now Jessica has started to learn Olak's way of thinking about things. She is keenly aware that something is wrong with Maddock~www.NovelMTL.com~ Well, since you think it's courting death, then forget it! "

Maddock spoke slowly to Luke after a long time. The feeling of loss on his body, coupled with the originally majestic but now desolate back, made Luke a little unbearable.

The phantom of the God of War's Blade appeared on Jessica's hand. Although it was only for a moment, the aura made Maddock nervous as if his tail had been stepped on.

It's a little strange to look like he will rush to fight at any time.

"Girl! You... you know?"

Maddock spoke carefully, his eyes fixed on Jessica, for fear of hearing the answer from Jessica's mouth.

Jessica just nodded slightly, it's hard to tell whether she gave an answer or just a random action.

Maddock grinned, turned around and walked away.

As for the iron-clad purple man, he was stunned in place. The body is full of small cracks.

His value is not as great as he imagined.

Jessica won't let go of her past grief anymore.

It's just that you can't leave it there. Ziren looks a little disgusting at any time.

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