"Then tell me what he plans to do?"

The first ancestor said sarcastically.

This time Cassius shut up.

He wanted to say "Bulkessor wants to collect all authority", but he couldn't tell what Bulkesso's purpose was in collecting authority!

Authority is always a tool, and he actually regarded this process as the ultimate goal because it was too difficult to collect tools.

"It seems that you realize that you actually don't know anything.

But that’s normal, as if you actually don’t know anything about what I plan to do.”

The first generation ancestor sneered.

Then he stabbed the two swords in his hands directly into the ground, and cut off Cassius's arm directly!

At least Cassius couldn't drag his legs around anymore. It felt great to have no burden!

"Only dead people can become saints, because living saints will have too many influences."

Hellab let go of Cassius's legs, shook his head and stood up!

In just a few short trips back and forth, among the seven barbarian legends, only Hylab still retains a considerable degree of combat effectiveness.

"I now believe what you said about Warusk having reservations about us, but there is no rule that says we have already gone all out, right?"

Hailab looked at the first generation ancestor in front of him and said.

"Of course, I'm afraid I'm starting to look forward to your trump card.

Can a guy like you continue to surprise me?

I can smell the hatred for me in your anger, and that's a good start.

Hate can ignite everything in you, including your reason, and the brightest and hottest thing in that burning flame is anger."

The ancestors of the first generation spoke like they were preaching.

He shook his legs and shook off Cassius' arm that was wrapped around his legs.

Even though the arms separated from the body can still use some strength due to the monster's physique.

But he could no longer resist the burning anger of the first generation ancestors.

At this time, the first-generation ancestor did not appear to have any injuries except for the injury of being pierced by Kahn on the back!

"Is this another teaching war? As a teacher, you are not even as good as that idiot Volusk.

But I have to thank you. If you don’t let go of the power of anger, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to touch the edge.”

Hailab looked at the first generation ancestor in front of him and said.

There was constant flashes of anger in his body, and the anger before was no longer painful.

It's like a tank with a brand new engine!

"I have never regarded anger as my private property, but I have to say that the power of anger is still a bit immature compared to fate and the like."

The first generation ancestor had a satisfied smile on his face!

The power of anger must come after fate.

Even after hope!

After all, the birth of anger requires the existence of will.

"The time before and after the birth of authority also affects the strength of power, right?"

Hirab asked.

"Perhaps so, at least that's mostly what I've seen.

Destiny comes first, wisdom comes later.

Hope and courage are further behind.”

The first generation ancestors made comments about several archangels who were equally powerful.

As for fate... that is the power that the first generation ancestors understood that Inarius would have had if he had not given up his status as an archangel.

"What about Tyrell?"

Hirab asked.

Tyrael was an alien among the archangels, and he wanted to know what the first generation ancestors thought of Tyrael, the archangel of justice.

"You seem to have been confused by the title of Archangel of Justice for too long.

Tyrael is actually ‘self’.”

The first generation ancestor said hesitantly.

"He is pure self, and his will is the original self-will.

It might be more appropriate to say that he is the Archangel of Will.

But because of his own will, Tyrael can choose."

The first generation ancestor waved his fingers and analyzed.

"So does the existence of the Hammer of Judgment mean that an archangel of justice other than Tyrell should have been born in the high-level heaven?"

Hirab asked.

"Don't make trouble, justice is something that was born because of the birth of Tyrell's self.

It's actually not difficult for Tyrell to master these things.

We should all be thankful that Tyrael didn't act like a wild child."

The ancestors of the first generation bared their teeth.

A completely uncontrolled self is no different from a beast in the eyes of humans!

But Tyrael didn't seem to be like this.

"I always think that Nephalem geniuses are the real future, although this is just a feeling of mine.

But it should still make sense.

The combination of fate and knowledge is often helped by self.

Wisdom, courage, hope and even hatred, fear and destruction all gave the Nephalem a choice.

I hate to think that archangels are all selfless.

I don’t believe that demons are willing to selflessly show the form of their authority in the eyes of the nephalem.”

The first generation ancestor looked at Li Min when he said these words.

Hairab and the others can just listen to this topic, but if they want to express their opinions, they are still too far away.

"The original savage gave such an evaluation, which I find difficult to interpret as a story.

But I need to consider everything a guy like you says carefully."

Li Min said expressionlessly.

"Auriel is over there. You have been in contact with her and met other archangels.

Frankly speaking, do you think any of the archangels, including Malthael, are truly selfless?

In my eyes, they are like instruments of destiny making decisions.

I even wonder why my father, while being very taboo about fate, became the Angel of Destiny."

The first-generation ancestors shook their heads.

"If the will is Tyrael himself, then where did Inarius come from when he was born?

Unless the one who was first born was not Inarius, but Tyrael."

Li Min's eyes were a little cold, she seemed to think that the first generation ancestor was talking nonsense.

"why not?

Where does memory exist before the will is born?"

The anger in the first generation ancestors became more and more intense.

He represents antiquity itself to the other nephalem!

But compared to higher levels of heaven and burning hell, he is extremely immature!

He can regard all Nephalem except himself as children, but in the eyes of the Burning Hell and the High Heaven, he may not be much better than a child.

Maybe even the expression "child" can be regarded as respecting his existence.

"Will precedes memory, and Tyrael is will, so he must have made a choice before other archangels."

The first generation ancestor said slowly.

"You mean Tyrael is actually the will of the God of Creation itself?"
Chapter completed!