kill those singularities

Hatred, remorse, despair.

Killing intent, madness, depravity.

Lust, craving, greed.

……

Malthael turned around sharply, swung two Reapers of Souls, and slashed backwards.

There was a quiet voice behind him, who seemed to be laughing at his desperation.

--wrong!

A giant scythe swept away layers of resentful souls, and directly grabbed the back of the angel's neck.

"bass!"

The jaw-dropping collision made him fall backwards, and the wraiths around him scattered and gathered again.

The surroundings are still empty, as if nothing happened.

The black robe and armor reflected a misty luster under the blood moon, and Malthael was surprised to find that his soul-snatching attack had no effect on the creatures here.

The most terrible thing is that his power of death has weakened, and he was forcibly endowed with the power of "life".

——Fail here, but it is real death.

But who is he?He will never give in.

The angel of death flew across the courtyard.

"Giggle" a huge, sarcoma-shaped head laughed at him.The monster had tentacle-like limbs, coral-like wings behind a slimy body, and was secreting mucus.

The angel of death flies through the forest.

The creature with its head twisted and coiled with countless vipers released an attack on him.

The angel of death flew over the castle.

The pale skeleton rushed over and let out a sharp and ugly roar.

……

"You pissed me off...you will pay for it!"

"boom!"

The resentful souls were slaughtered, the space was shaken and shattered, but a solemn cathedral appeared in front of them.

In such a bloody and depraved city, the appearance of this church is extremely strange.

In the cathedral, a slender figure was kneeling and praying before the altar.The snow-white monastic uniform was as holy as an angel, and the silver-white hair hung down from the edge of the hood.

That was a pious woman.

The woman muttered to herself, quietly.But the moment the angel of death stepped into the church, he suddenly turned around, his long hair flying!

——Where is this holy nun, she is clearly a huge white sheep with white wings!

The chaotic eyes of Aries burst out with brilliance, and raised its sharp right limb covered with wings to grab him!

……

Marthael had to admit that the creatures here seriously challenged his aesthetics and tolerance.He couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, the exploding soul stirred up the hurricane, smashing everything in sight.

The wind stopped strangely.

In the violent explosion, Angel felt that his movements were extremely slow. He wanted to lift the Reaper of Souls in amazement, but was completely imprisoned by time in the end.

"Kuhahahaha! Give up struggling, soul that has fallen into hell!" A haughty voice rang in his ears, "This time and space belongs to me!"

【Tiger, burning bright flames】—Let’s not talk about it, even the cave king, the invisible prison of time and space, can escape.What's more, in this enchantment where he can do whatever he wants, this is Time Stop!

The white-haired vengeful ghost snorted, "That's all."

He tugged on Marthael's collar, and a black and blue flame ignited in his hand.The man smiled viciously: "Just kill it?"

Wen Shuo, who was carrying a huge scythe, walked around Marthael, and the scythe hooked the angel's neck, "I think this big brother needs to correct his mind. He may feel that there are many human beings because of his lack of knowledge. 'evil'."

So it was broken and reorganized like a kaleidoscope, and the scenery changed in the blink of an eye.

A blood moon illuminates the earth.

In the Star Clock Tower, the huge clock turned, and the dial made the sound of "Kata", "Kata".The angel of death stared at the hollowed-out dial, and his consciousness was in turmoil. He didn't realize that the souls that had haunted him were gone.

He heard the sound of the tide, and his surroundings were gradually surrounded by a sparkling sea.The blue sea and the blue sky, the sound of the waves is getting louder and louder, the waves are churning, almost to the sky.

A great ancient city rose from the water, and a strange negativity seized his mind.

The ever calm and rational Angel of Death could no longer remain calm.

— because above the city, a huge eye opened, like the abyss approaching.

The gate of the city was opened, and the fish-headed stalkers lined up to welcome them.They gave creepy smiles.

And "it" said: "Welcome to R'lyeh..."

"Do not--!"

……

…………

Imperius saw Wen Shuo holding a ball of looming souls like a chicken, and holding a gleaming golden cup in his other hand.

And the white-haired man exuding malice just glanced at him, and went to smoke elsewhere.

The archangel was holding a gun, looking down at the chicken, no, Marsail, even if he wants to be resurrected, this guy won't even think about moving in 800 years.

Imperius: "...what did you do to Malthael?" He howled so miserably.

Wen Shuo smiled sinisterly: "I just let him see the way creatures in other worlds live."

Then the san value of this product began to drop wildly.

But the boss is still here, to save face, he didn't directly chop people into scum.

Wen Shuo said to Gaitia in the distance by the way: "Life, survival, a thousand flowers bloom in the world. If you want to see us, you can also discuss it."

Imperius: ...

He suddenly felt sorry for Marthael.The Archangel of Courage carefully took over the broken soul that was about to dissipate, and coughed dryly: "I will not thank you."

Wen Shuo was expressionless.

Imperius: "Well, but, you saved my brother who went astray, and your deeds are indeed worthy of praise..."

Wen Shuo couldn't be bothered to care about this arrogant person.

Arnold was also curious about what Marsayl saw, Wen Shuo smiled: "Want to see it? I'll show it right away."

"No, no, thank you so much." The young crusader resolutely refused.He said: "Tyrell is going back to heaven, and I am going to continue my practice."

Sure enough, the dark-skinned bald man was leading the angels to do the final battle and cleaning work.That simple and vicissitudes of life face is full of joy from the heart, and the relief of seeing the rainbow after a long period of wind and rain.

Wen Shuo stepped forward and asked, "Where is Liya's soul?"

"In the Garden of Hope, Olier is with her. Don't worry, I will treat her well." Olier is the Archangel of Hope and the only woman among the five archangels. There is nothing wrong with entrusting this matter to her .

But why does this sound wrong...

Wen Shuo thought about it, and felt that Tyrell's general direction was relatively reliable.But—"What's wrong with your face?" Even the dark complexion can't hide the dark eye sockets and funny facial bruises, it doesn't look like a war.

The Archangel of Justice looked very embarrassed.

At this moment, Arnold interjected: "I did it. He just questioned that I would be bewitched by demons in the future and fall into the devil's way."

"...You misunderstood." Tyrael was embarrassed, "I just want to remind you to be careful, after all, the heroes of the Sanctuary have nothing..." Good ending.

Arnold showed a smile blessed by the holy light, raised the hammer, and his blue eyes shone brightly.

Wen Shuo: "..." Tyrell, you deserve it.

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After the Holy Grail was recovered, several dark portals were shattered and disappeared one by one, mistakes were corrected, and the world line was broken back. Wen Shuo also felt the rejection of outsiders after the singularity was restored.

The warriors of Heaven reaped the lives of the remnants of the Burning Legion in one go, cleaned up the battlefield in an orderly manner, and retreated in batches.

Imperius finally showed his leadership style as a leading general.

Yantou defended New Tristram, led a group of crusaders to successfully defend the town, and came to say goodbye before leaving.

Then Wen Shuo hooked her up to stay with Yu Zaoqian.

Getia left, but when he left, his expression was very shaken, he didn't know what profound question he was thinking about, and he didn't even ask for a video call with his family (.

"...Yes, I raised some questions and my opinions to His Majesty the Demon King. After all, he said that he wants to create a new world. Including but not limited to: the capitalist mode of production and its corresponding production relations and exchange conditions ; how to rationally distribute the ability of individuals to transform nature and transform society to obtain means of production and means of life; whether a communist society of complete equality, fraternity, and freedom can be realized with the existence of the supreme leader, Lord Gaetia; Utopia and A dystopian look at the ebb and flow and coexistence between material and spiritual civilizations..."

Wen Shuo sighed and hooked Matthew's shoulders, "Honey, you are gradually getting my Chaldean demeanor..."

A blush of excitement appeared on Ma Xiu's face, "Senior said... Huh? What's behind you, Senior?"

There were translucent wings growing on Wen Shuo's back, like two rows of thin streamers, which could not be noticed unless one looked carefully.

She turned her head and yanked her wings, "Here, Paracelsus said it was made for me after imitating the wings of angels. I just remembered that I tried to fly in Yanan's illusion."

As she spoke, she slapped the fan. "...What the hell?!"

The master in the dark green cloak made a vertical movement in an instant. "Can you really fly?"

Ma Xiu looked up, watching Wen Shuo go up to the sky like a sky-flying monkey, and run around.She couldn't help but set up an awning and ran a few steps, and said loudly, "Senior? Be careful."

"..."

Wen Shuo was given a mouthful of wind.

Paracelsus, you bastard!

——She couldn't control it at all!

"Mashu wants to try the feeling of flying?" At this time, Paracelsus's smile looked a little scary in Matthew's eyes, and the little girl quickly shook her head: "No, no need, please allow me to solemnly refuse your offer." proposal!"

"Okay, what a pity." The plain words came out of the man's mouth, as if he had lost some mouse, Matthew wiped his cold sweat and quietly moved away from the weird guy.

Someone finally found out that something was wrong, because after the teleportation array was set up, Wen Shuo still had no intention of coming down from the sky.Not only did she not come down, she also passed her "Jackdaw" spaceship very arrogantly, and flew towards the crystal gate of heaven.

"Hold on to Master!" Siegfried drove the "Golden Magic Meili" airship towards Wen Shuo with an upright face, "Grab my zipline!"

The "Golden Magic Meili" brushed against Wen Shuo's wings and crashed out.

Meanwhile, Mordred crashes a tower with his Flying Henann.

"Are you trying to murder me!"

"Okay, let me do it." Cu Chulainn licked his lips, picked up his gay pineapple grid and was about to throw it out.

"Crack" Red A slapped him on the back of the head, almost pushing him into the ground, "Are you a pig! Do you want to skewer Wen Shuo?"

"Damn it's you hitting me again!"

Tyrell said, "Even if the transfigured wings can fly, they are transparent, and the guns can only stick to people when thrown."

"..."

Are there any reliable people in Chaldea...

"A bunch of trash! Is there no one who is good?" Hei Zhen, who frantically opened the map cannon, was not besieged, because his colleagues were all in a panic.

……

In the end, Illidan grabbed Wen Shuo by the back collar.

The night elf, known for his agility, flapped his huge wings and twitched the corners of his mouth, "...it's hard to imagine how you defeated the Angel of Death."

Wen Shuo has nothing to say about the fact that he has become completely funny in front of his former idol.

She pointed at her back in a hopeless manner, "Brother Dan, help me pull out my wings."

Illidan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

"It's not my wings... Wait a minute." Wen Shuo's eyes lit up.

I don't know what Wen Shuo and Illidan said, but when everyone started beating Paracelsus, she suddenly showed a hearty smile that everyone is familiar with.

Then, in full view of everyone, Illidan held Wen Shuo in his left hand and Mash in his right hand, moving swiftly like the wind, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, they passed through the half-shattered portal of darkness and disappeared into the vortex of green arcane energy.

"Everyone, don't panic later—" See.

The final Dark Portal has finally been completely destroyed.

"..."

The dazzling blue light from the teleportation array illuminated Mordred's upright Erkon hand, and she didn't notice that there seemed to be fewer people at the scene.

A shrill howl resounded through the heavens: "M—A—S—T—E—R——!"

In the lingering sound of that trembling roar, one can vaguely see the shadow of a shrewd and beautiful profiteer making calculations.

"Oh, I heard Robin say that the mainland over there has quite a lot of resources, and it can subsidize the family again. It's awesome~☆"

Well, this is probably an illusion.

The sun shines through the catkin-like clouds on the crystal dome, the hymns are ethereal, everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

【Volume VI Diablo · End】

The author has something to say: Before the final volume, a short section of Azeroth travel diary will be broadcast. After all, I don’t know what the old Jiangnan thief is doing now.

Wen Shuo: Our goal is!Valley of Splendid Blossoms!Sunwell!Well of Eternity!Stormwind! ...

Mash: Senior...I can't drink any more...I really can't drink anymore...(gulp)

Illidan: ...I feel like I brought a bandit over.

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A new pool is coming, and a new king is coming!I wish you all Europe!