Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

"Kyrieeleison!"

　　 As the last sentence of the long prayer fell, a mighty sacred breath intertwined and descended.

On the ground covered by the slippery sticky meat, a white golden sacred light suddenly rose, enveloping Constantine and Wilbur Waterley, and the sacred and noble magic fills this space. Inside, it turned into countless bright stars slowly rising into the sky.

　　 Yingying stars, turning into flying feathers.

　　 In this **** full of blood and cruelty, it looks like the legendary circle of Eden.

　　 On the ground like **** around, cumbersome and delicate formations slowly appeared.

　　 Countless kinds of musical instruments are intertwined and played together. A huge shadow of a door appears in the distant sky, and one angel after another is flying, slowly falling down from the vast clouds, sprinkling sacred feathers like snowflakes.

　　Yes...the problem is coming.

　　 Wilbur brutally killed tens of thousands and even imprisoned Seraph. What qualifications does it have to enter heaven?

The smile on Constantine's face grew brighter. He wanted to enter heaven in a fair way all his life, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance until the end, so he knew the paranoia of heaven better than anyone else. He would not allow such a sinner to enter. of.

　　 Sinful people approaching heaven will only attract the purification of sacred flames!

　　 And this is his plan!

　　 "You, guilty!"

　　 The magnificent sound of heaven fell, convicting Wilbur of sin!

In the formation that symbolizes the enchanting light, such a filthy and evil thing appeared, which is absolutely unacceptable in heaven. Therefore, the phantom of the sacred blazing angel, who holds the flames, waved the burning flames across the gate of heaven. The sword descends the pure white flames of noble and holy.

　　 Purify all evil in the world, and wash the original sin of all living beings.

　　"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah

　　 Wilbur only had time to let out a scream before he was swallowed by the flames.

　　 Endless pure white holy flames ignite, like a corona smoldered by the sun.

　　The holy flames will not harm those with justice in their hearts, but they will burn away all the evil they touch.

The pure white flames with noble and sacred aura stretched in all directions in all directions of the factory, and the thick plasma all over was evaporated every inch. Those innocent souls trapped in this place also followed the wanton burning white fire tide, finally Free from the endless pain.

　　The holy flame waves gradually dissipated. The remaining sparks rustle down.

　　 Looking at Wilbur Waterley at this time, he has been purified in the sacred flame, leaving no residue.

　　 But at this moment, Constantine's face did not show the slightest joy of victory. Instead, he put on a serious expression, cast his gaze into the vast darkness outside, and a dignified and worried faintly pierced through his eyes.

　　 All this is not over yet!

　　 Wilbur Waterley who died here was just a clone of that man.

　　 Next, waiting for them will be an even more terrifying enemy!

　　 "Ahem... It's... almost out of time..."

　　 Constantine's face was pale, no trace of blood was visible, and his pupils were even covered with bloodshot eyes. Like a dying person, he constantly coughed up blood mixed with visceral pieces, and walked towards the culture tank step by step.

　　 With the body of a mortal, summoning the gates of heaven, the price is not heavy.

　　 Although Heaven acknowledged Constantine's righteous actions, the amount of magic power required was too large. In order to completely kill Wilbur, Constantine used taboo items to absorb magic power from the dark dimension.

　　 The price that demon **** asks for is pain!

　　 is not a temporary physical suffering, but a whole decade of torture and pain.

　　 Although it will not endanger his life, it is equivalent to leaving his back half in such torture to repay the gift of the demon god.

Constantine endured the severe pain of the internal organs being shattered, and held up the Holy Hunter with a trembling palm. His vision was blurred, and he could barely aim at a rough idea: "This is me..... . The last bullet... If... I can’t save you anymore... I really... can’t help it..."

　　 The trembling knuckle, squeezed the trigger severely.

　　 was just this simple action, but it seemed to have exhausted all of Constantine's strength. He couldn't even see the result, so he fell to the ground with black eyes.

boom! ! !

　　 In the sacred hunter, a splendid flame blooms.

　　 The strong smell of gunpowder is mixed with sacred light, and along with the roar of the gun barrel, the golden bullet draws an extremely beautiful golden arc in the dark environment.

　　 Fortunately, this time, no one can stop it.

　　 The sacred bullet hit the cultivation tank, which contained the power blessed by Gabriel. In an instant, it disintegrated the blood curse outside the cultivation tank and penetrated the thick glass of the cultivation tank.

Snapped--

　　 The thick glass shattered and burst, and the bright red liquid splashed out.

The beautiful woman lost her support and fell directly to the ground from mid-air. Six pure wings wrapped her body, but her slender legs couldn't hide her, her thick eyelashes trembled slowly. Pull it apart, revealing the flawless alexandrite eyes.

　　 "Cough cough...cough cough..."

　　 The woman coughed up a bunch of bright red thick liquid from her mouth, her expression mixed with a trace of malaise.

　　 slap~ slap~ slap~ slap...

　　 At this moment, a round of applause came from the darkness.

　　 The peculiar crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, is approaching here little by little, and a figure clapped its hands and walked out of the darkness.

　　 "Yes, very good." The man's voice was low and gloomy, as if the icy wind swept through: "I didn't expect to really rescue you. It seems that I still underestimate Constantine."

　　 In the dark factory, a dim light suddenly lit up.

　　 The light hit the figure, and gradually revealed a familiar face, which was Wilbur Waterley who had died not long ago.

"Pity......"

　　 Wilbur sneered, and calmly adjusted his collar, with a wicked smile on the corners of his lips, and said, "I worked so hard to save you, but what if I let you escape?"

　　 Anger is flowing in the woman's eyes, she wants to get up from the ground.

　　 tried several times but ended in failure, she couldn't even lift the seraph wings, let alone use the sacred power.

Being imprisoned in that prison for too long, the wailing of the painful soul and the corruption of the blood curse have penetrated into the bone marrow ~www.NovelMTL.com~ so that she now has no power at all, and even lifts the wings of the Seraphim, Or stand up from the dirty ground, such simple actions can not be completed.

　　Seraph?

　　 She is weaker than an ordinary person!

　　 "Look~ I have said it, it is destined to be useless."

Wilbur stepped towards the woman, slowly opened his arms with both hands, smiled and said, "No one can stop my plan to ascend to the gods. You'd better accept your fate, give up resistance and join us... Michael! "

　　 Michael, it is the name of this imprisoned seraph!

The Seraphim most similar to God, ranked first among the Seven Seraphim, holds the three powers of guardianship, justice, and judgment. It is the most dazzling existence in the Christian culture. According to legend, it guided Moses out of Egypt and came to the world as the son of light. , Also defeated the fallen angel Lucifer.

　　 There are countless legends about him in the Bible.

　　 All records describe it as the most powerful blazing angel and the most dazzling sacred.

　　Courage, glory, and protection are the poems that the world praises him.

　　 just now...

　　 No amount of dazzling titles can protect Michael.

　　 Losing her strength, she is like a weak lamb, about to fall into the wolf's mouth.

　　 "Michael, the most dazzling angel, I want to eat you directly!"

　　 The demon-like man came up, licking his lips with his scarlet tongue, and showed her a greedy evil look: "Although this is a bit wasteful, I don't plan to wait any longer, and become one with me."