It’s just that he never thought that his path as an Angel of Balance would be so short!

With a sound like a balloon being popped, Dieche's life was ended.

The authority from Israel changed hands again in a short period of time.

Bulcasso stretched out his hand and put away the balanced authority. This authority was absorbed by Bulcaisso without any resistance.

The magma-like lines that appeared on Bulcasso's body due to the exertion of all his strength also began to gradually fade away.

"Hilab, collect Diesh's body and send it to the higher heaven.

Then it's your turn, Rasma!"

Bulkesso turned his head and looked at Rasma, whose face was getting paler and even looked transparent.

Rasma's previous injuries were much more serious than those of Hailab.

Although Rasma's direction was behind Barr's body, the impact he faced was indeed reduced a bit.

However, the protection provided by Barr's body without his head was not comparable to the resistance provided by Wu Fengji, Johanna and Hailab.

"You've noticed it, haven't you?"

Rasma said bitterly.

"Israel's so-called balanced authority is just a weight, so who should the real balance appear on?

If it's not your teacher, it can only be you, and if I remember correctly, Tageo should have been dead for many years."

Bulcaisel said unceremoniously.

As the earliest guardian of the world's balance, the possibility of Tageo holding the power of balance is not small.

But Tageo has determined death, and even the body and soul have been turned into legendary equipment given to Rasma, the student.

Then the real holder of the balance of power can only be Rathma, the guardian who has guarded the balance of the world for the longest time.

"So now you plan to kill me to get the real balance of power?"

Rasma asked with a smile on her pale face.

"I still have a little time to hear a story from you, if you want to tell it."

Bulqueso said.

Bulkesso did not answer Rasma's question, but this was regarded as acquiescence.

Although the authority in Diesh's body was obtained by Bulqueso, Bulqueso always felt that this balanced authority seemed incomplete.

If the true balance of power is a complete scale, then both the weights and the scale itself should be very important.

"To put it simply, when Israel thought he affected the balance of my life and death, I was just pretending.

When he hurt my brother Vasily, I knew exactly what he was doing but I just watched.

All of this should have been in my plan, and only when I think that fate has truly arrived will I give everything I have."

Rasma said succinctly.

He knew that savages never had much patience.

"Did my existence break your plan? Or did I break the destiny you knew?"

Bulcaisel asked pointedly.

This is not a concept. Rasma has existed for too long.

It would not be unbelievable if Rasma really knew the original trajectory of her fate.

If it just broke Rasma's original plan, it wouldn't be something worth taking seriously.

But if Rasma's answer was that Bulcaisel broke the destiny he knew he had, that would be on another level.

"It's the latter, I've made all the preparations.

I have also left my legacy behind, but I don’t know how many years it will take for my students to reach my level.

It's a pity that I can't leave a gift that can be called a legacy to my descendants like my teacher and father."

Rasma said with a smile.

Apparently he was ready to die.

"I remember you had a legendary set named after yourself?

I promise to merge your corpse with this legendary suit.

So now, do you need my help?"

Bulkesso asked.

While speaking, Bulcaisel hit Malthael hard on the head again.

This moment caused Malthael's consciousness, which was about to revive under the stimulation of pain, to break away again!

"Self-termination is nothing like an elegant mage, and I am also the guardian of the balance of the world."

Rasma said with a smile, his smile at this time was particularly free and easy.

Obviously he has made his decision.

Death at Bulqueso's hands would sound better than suicide.

While Rasma spoke, he also opened his hand to Bulcaisu, which was all the collection in his backpack.

Among them were all the legends of the Necromancer lineage, as well as the corpses and soul fragments of the members of the Celestial Group that he had collected before.

Even though the fragments of creation authority had been absorbed by Malthael along with Baal, he believed that Bulcaisel would be able to understand what these things did.

Bulcasso may be able to help him complete the last promise, at least in his opinion he and Bulcaisso should be in agreement on this matter.

Bulcaisuo nodded, and then used his free hand to draw out the heavy blade that was the incarnation of the first ancestor.

Sending a guardian of world balance on his way requires a certain amount of respect and ceremony.

Rasma has obviously explained everything that will happen after her death.

He knew that his path ran counter to Bulcaisel's choice, so he could not convince himself to hand over the balancing authority he held.

Then dying at the hands of Bulcaisel is the only somewhat good option.

The next moment, the heavy blade was filled with anger and natural power, cutting through the space.
Chapter completed!