It indeed shows the kindness and responsibility of the Archangel of Justice.

But it is impossible for the barbarian to forget the incident when he detonated the World Stone!

This guy's stubbornness is actually no worse than Rorschach's.

"I seem to understand something." Rorschach nodded.

"Then I'll leave first. It just so happens that that guy Massa Yin'er won't show up in front of me." Bulcaisuo smiled crookedly.

That guy was nearby, Bulqueso was vaguely aware of it.

But he would never let himself appear directly in front of Bulqueso.

Even if Bulcaisuo won't kill him directly due to some plan of his own, the humiliation will not be less.

"I always feel like I'm about to see the two archangels you recommend and the ones you don't recommend. Should I be happy?" Rorschach said.

"Be yourself and become the Immortal King. Sometimes you don't need to announce that you want to join the fight. Instead, when you come to your senses, you will already be standing in that position, with someone behind you.

A throne with your name on it."

Bulcaisel raised the bottle of wine in his hand as if to celebrate Rorschach.

Then he opened a portal and left here directly.

But before Bulcasso left, there were three more bottles of spirits brewed by him beside the campfire.

That was left for Rorschach and Malsayir and Tyrael.

Bulcaisuo had completely left, and the Archangel of Wisdom, Massa Yin'er, slowly appeared wearing a hood.

"I don't think there is poison in the wine Bulqueso left, because he has been planning to kill me for more than a day or two. If he uses poison, he will be very unhappy." Masseyiner sat down with Rorschach with a smile.

Opposite of.

He was joking about Bulcasso, but without any hint of ridicule.

"I thought Bulcasso would try his best to ridicule you when he talked about you, and he would praise me more or less when he talked about me."

The dark-skinned Tyrell also appeared here. His expression was not serious, but rather a little smiling.

"So you still don't understand humans. Of course, I don't understand them either."

A burst of laughter came from under Massayin's hood.

"We are not human beings after all. When we grow that mortal heart, who can stop us?" Tyrell said.

He and Massayir each picked up a bottle of strong liquor left by Bulcasso.

Tyrell followed the barbarian method and broke the mouth of the bottle directly, and then poured a sip into his mouth.

Masa Yin'er carefully opened the cork of the bottle, put it in front of him and took a deep smell.

"What you're doing is just mocking the existence of the bottle stopper, right?" Massayiner joked.

"I thought drinking like this would bring me some feelings I didn't have before." Tyrell smiled.

Then the two archangels stretched out their wine bottles towards Luoxiu, intending to clink glasses.

"So at this time, should I listen to Bulcaisel's advice and pretend that Tyrell doesn't exist?" Rorschach smiled.

After putting down the empty bottle in his hand, he picked up the last bottle of liquor left for him on the ground, and then knocked the bottles together heavily.

"The Sword Comes"

"I don't care, he probably hopes that I can give you some answers, but unfortunately, I don't know how to intervene in a human's life.

You are always between rationality and impulse. Most of the time you are stupid and unrepentant. But occasionally you will create miracles that I never thought of.

In your eyes, what should wisdom be able to do?"

Massa Yin'er laughed heartily from under his hood.

Masa Yin'er, who was not the Archangel of Death, sounded like a high-spirited young man.

"I thought you sounded like an old man who is about to die of old age." Rorschach curled his lips.

"Most of the time, aging is just lessons and experiences. These two are closely related to wisdom, but they are different after all." Masseyiner explained with a smile.

"So Bulcasso hates me, not the Archangel of Justice?" Tyrell forced out a somewhat ugly smile on one side.

"Of course, he doesn't want to understand your thoughts, because he is just living according to the human way, whether it was before or now." Masa Yin'er responded.

"That's really something I regret. I thought we would become very good friends." There was no regret on Tyrell's face.

He knew very well that this was just a thought.

"Friends should stick to their own positions and understand each other to be friends. We should wish our friends to become better."

Masa Yin'er said and looked at Luo Xia.

"We should firmly stop our friends' mistakes! Instead of compromising?"

Rorschach seemed to think of his friend, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
Chapter completed!