Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

"Weak...too weak..."

Lucifer shook his head in disappointment, and threw away the fainted Raphael, as if he was throwing away the same worthless garbage, letting it fall into the surging ocean and be swallowed by the turbulent waves.

The pure golden angel blood slowly fainted in the sea, like a blooming flower bud.

Angels do not drown in the sea.

But being ripped off the Seraph Wings was a great harm to him. At least for tens of thousands of years, Raphael could not recover, and the situation was even more serious than Michael.

"Ra...Raphael..."

Gabriel's sacred face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years and always maintained a solemn and solemn face, was finally broken at this moment, revealing a rare and extremely frightening fear.

Raphael, the angel of healing.

Ranked in the class of Seraphs, known as the closest to God, the highest class that rules heaven.

Although Raphael is not good at fighting compared to the angel of judgment Gabriel and the angel of death Uriel, no matter what, he is one of the Seraphs after all.

Before this, no one had thought of it.

The Seraph, the highest rank in heaven, would be instantly killed by Lucifer in an instant.

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"Seraph? Hehe, that's all?"

Lucifer clapped his hands casually, as if he had finished disposing of a pile of rubbish, showing a pleasant smile, and said, "If I have to use a certain word to describe my current mood, it should be... .'Disappointed'."

"This... this is impossible!"

Gabriel and Uriel looked horrified. After all, anyone who saw this scene would inevitably feel fear in their hearts.

That's almost the same as them, the existence of the same rank of Seraph.

They came to the world full of confidence, thinking that even if Michael was not there, they could force Lucifer to give up and return to **** by virtue of their superiority in numbers.

But...the result?

In front of the 'Uncrowned King' of hell, Raphael didn't even have time to react, and his Seraph Wing was torn off in an instant.

"Don't be deceived by him, Gabriel!"

Uriel gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Raphael can never be so weak, he must have played some tricks to confuse Raphael!"

"...Yes, you're right!"

Gabriel echoed loudly, although in his own heart he did not believe this explanation.

But so far.

They must find a reason to convince their fears, otherwise even the courage to look directly at Him will be completely overwhelmed by fear.

The reason is not important.

The important thing is that they must stand here, they must stop in front of Lucifer, and they must... stop everything before things get worse!

The two seraphs rekindled their fighting spirit, and with their little courage to comfort themselves, they bloomed with a sacred radiance of white gold.

It seems to be to resist the fear in my heart.

The white-gold brilliance is extremely dazzling, like two huge suns, hanging on the sky as dead as dusk, the steady stream of divine light expels all the erosion of darkness.

"Courage is a good excuse."

Lucifer's dark eyes rippled, he looked at them meaningfully, and said lightly: "But it seems that Michael didn't tell you where the so-called 'Seraph' came from. Bar?"

"What do you mean... what do you mean?!"

Gabriel's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly felt a sudden panic.

It seems that what Lucifer is going to say next will completely shatter their original stereotypes and concepts.

"Don't be bewitched by him, Gabriel!" Uriel's eyes were gloomy, the fire of **** condensed into a sword shape in his hand, and he swung a fierce hurricane, gnashing his teeth: "Devil of hell, you can't disturb our hearts. !"

"Aren't you curious?"

The corners of Lucifer's lips rose slightly, watching the completely different reactions of the two, and said with interest: "It's obvious that everyone is of the seraph rank, even if there are differences between individuals, why is there such a huge difference?"

Gabriel and Uriel were speechless, not knowing how to answer this question.

In fact, even their own hearts could not help but have doubts.

It is obvious that Michael and Lucifer are the same rank of 'Seraph' as ​​they are, but why the difference in strength between them is so large that there is almost a gap between them. Could it be that God deliberately created them when he created them? got this result?

Although there are doubts and speculations in their hearts, they dare not and cannot speak.

As messengers born to serve God, their souls are engraved with loyalty, and they cannot make such blasphemous suspicions.

"Let me tell you the answer."

Lucifer pursed his lips into a straight line, and said slowly, "Actually, there are only two real 'Seraphs' from beginning to end."

Only two seraphs? !

Hearing this, Gabriel and Uriel showed different expressions.

One is shock and shock, the other is anger and doubt.

"Do you mean to say that only you and Michael are the real Seraphs?" Uriel sneered and sneered: "You, who have already betrayed heaven, are still nostalgic for the title of Seraph, don't you think? Are you reluctant?"

Gabriel pursed his lips, stared at Lucifer with a stern gaze, and did not speak, as if he was waiting for his next words.

"The original Seraph was born from God."

Lucifer glanced at him and said to himself: "We are to God as children are to parents, and from the moment we are born, we have inherited the vast majority of power, that is, those who serve God and are the sons of God. , hence the name 'Seraph'."

"Then we... what's going on?"

Uriel felt that his heart seemed to be beating more and more intensely, as if something was about to come out.

"Haha, don't you understand yet?"

Lucifer shook his head and smiled slightly jokingly: "I share the birth of God's blood with Michael~www.NovelMTL.com~ and you... are just soldiers manufactured in batches, if If I have to say it, I might call it 'elite soldier'."

"No, it's impossible!"

Uriel used all his strength and let out an almost hysterical roar: "We are blazing angels, God's glorious guards, and the highest class of heaven. How can we be mass-produced... elite soldiers?!"

Gabriel's expression was also shaken, and he seemed to believe this statement.

"Well...it's almost time."

Lucifer's expression changed to kindness, revealing a sinister face: "Thank you for listening to me finish the story, but my strength is almost accumulated, so... it's over!"

After speaking, the surging magic power was like a huge wave, squeezing the air to form a shock wave.

"No, we've been fooled!"

Gabriel and Uriel's faces darkened, and they suddenly realized that they had been deceived.

The content of this story told by Lucifer is unknown, but it is true that he took advantage of this period of time to draw and accumulate strength from hell, and their momentary mistakes have produced the greatest evil!

"Hell is coming!"

Lucifer opened his hands like a hug, revealing eight white teeth: "Welcome to...my world!"

The black mud flow, which symbolizes filth and corruption, spews out like thousands of rivers bursting their banks.

For a time, the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

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