He was a little confused about the relationship between the two.

But Bulqueso also admitted that if humans need to be able to face the threats of Burning Hell and High Heaven in a short period of time, then creating something similar to a red tank would be a good choice.

If you can't even overcome the current difficulties, there will be no future.

"How about exchanging the part of this guy that belongs to the archangel for you to let Israel go?"

Tyrell made the right suggestion.

It sounds good. What's left of Cytorak is no less than what was pried from Israel.

But this is not in line with Bulkesso's demands.

"I want Israel to lose the ability to appear on the front line of the battlefield.

As for how much I can get from him, they are just side benefits."

Bulcaisel sighed.

This was indeed a bit difficult, but the archangels were extremely cooperative.

It even made Bulcasso feel a little embarrassed to deal with the archangels too harshly.

"How about imprisoning Israel somewhere you think is safe?

We are not going to find out about Israel, since time is not that important to us anyway."

Tyrell continued to try.

"It sounds like you won't forget, but I have to say that it's possible for me to forget.

If one day I begin to forget that Israel exists and where he is.

Then Israel's imprisonment will last forever."

Bulcaisel became a little more serious and looked into Tyrell's eyes.

"I don't think so. There is some kind of connection between us, and it won't be difficult to find him.

But only if you really forget the location and existence of Israel.

But if things get to that point, I’m afraid you’ve already achieved your goal.”

Tyrell said calmly without any hesitation in his eyes.

"Cytorac was originally a trophy belonging to the Archangel's side, and I chose a place for Israel to be imprisoned.

In exchange for your and Imprius's freedom?"

Bulquesso confirmed.

"This should be considered equivalent, but how do you plan to restrict Barr?"

Tyrell nodded.

"Barr, are you planning to leave the Burning Hell?"

Bulcaisel turned his head and looked at Barr, whose expression was still ugly, and asked.

"What I say is meaningless, you won't believe me anyway.

You shouldn't believe me either.

But I can also give you a guarantee that I will stay in the Burning Hell until I find the opportunity to leave here.

As for whether you believe it or not, that is your business.”

Barr's arms were folded in front of him, looking somewhat uncomfortable.

The more similar things are to humans but can be determined to be not human, they will make humans feel uncomfortable.

Nephalem are a type of human being, and this psychological phenomenon called the uncanny valley effect also exists.

"Okay, let's not talk about your affairs for now.

But I feel like you can't stay still.

Especially since no one can tell what the opportunity in your eyes represents."

Bulcaisel turned his head and stopped paying attention to Baal.

As long as Baal was not stupid, he would not try to attack Bulcaisel at this time.

First he couldn't win, and then doing so would bring him a brutal blow from the Nephalem.

Baal is still considered immortal, but his will can still be eradicated.

At that time, all that will be left is the person of the devil and the power of destruction that has a master but no one to control it.

The same was true for the demons that Bulcaisel had dealt with before.

This demon king and that demon god, they still exist.

It's just that after the self-will is wiped out, what's left is the body that can be manipulated.

Bulcaisel integrated these things into the natural authority he had.

This allows Bulcasso to use these powers and even makes nature itself stronger.

It feels like fertilizing wheat.

"Then Rasma, I can't think of any good arrangements for you at the moment.

Killing you would be a disservice to the nephalem's power, but you clearly will not heed my demands.

This is not a question of whether you are arrogant and superior, but that surrender is probably not an option among your choices."

Bulkesso looked at Rasma who looked complicated and said.

It is really difficult to describe these first generation ancestors.

They would stand in the way of other Nephalem on the path to their long-cherished wishes, but it's hard to say that they had done anything wrong.

So when facing these first-generation ancestors, things always become extra complicated.

"I want to go to the higher heaven? I heard that our father is still here.

I should first say sorry to our father, and then I might give the Archangels some trouble?

I helped them cover up their secrets before, but they seemed to have planned to keep me as a price and hand them over to the Burning Hell."

Rasma smiled gently.

After abandoning that intrusive appearance, Rasma, who looks like a gentle scholar, can easily gain more favor.

It won't easily attract hostility.

"That's your business, but you should give up the necromancer trained by Kandulas.

Even though you gave them all the knowledge in this area, no Nephalem would accept you possessing such a power.

Even if those students you had back then were heroes, heroes sometimes make mistakes.

Especially Rasma, whose position is always wavering."

Bulquesso said meaningfully.

Rasma just smiled and didn't answer.

His performance was more like acquiescing to Bulqueso's arrangements at this time.

"As for Cytorak, how do you take this thing away?"

Bulkesso scratched his head.

The fact that Cytorak appeared in the Burning Hell was beyond his expectations.

This was a complete surprise.

Originally, Bulcaisel only wanted to keep the three archangels from being too bored while being imprisoned in the Burning Hell, so he left Baal with him.

But there was no suitable way to deal with the sudden appearance of Cytorak.

Integrate into nature?

Cytorak is not complete, and casually accepting it into the category of nature may leave an opening for archangels and demons to break through.
Chapter completed!