Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

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The clouds seemed to have been burned by fire, revealing a brilliant red glow.

The afterglow of dusk reflected on the sky, like a thin layer of soft gauze, draped over the rough sea.

It can be said that the poem should be said: the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky.

In the picturesque and beautiful scenery, the back of Lord standing with a knife is set off like a **** on earth. His waist-length black hair flutters gently with the caressing of the breeze, and his temperament is dusty and elegant. Lonely.

At this moment, even Gabriel couldn't help but stare blankly.

In a trance, there seemed to be an illusion in his eyes, and the backs of Lord and God seemed to be completely overlapping at this moment.

Clang~

The blade vibrated lightly, as if a dragon roar sounded.

The rolling wind and dark clouds were all wiped away at this moment.

With a crisp cracking sound, the **** that enveloped the world came to the enchantment, like a withered flower, gradually peeling off and withering.

Gabriel suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Lord with complicated eyes, and muttered to himself in a voice that he could only hear: "Michael... Your choice is not wrong, he just is the true successor."

"What heir?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded, and Gabriel almost jumped up in fright.

Looking up, it turned out to be Lord, looking at him with strange eyes: "I've called you several times, but haven't gotten back to me, what are you thinking about? Are you still talking about the successor?"

"No...nothing."

Gabriel took a deep breath, patted his frightened heart, and said angrily, "Ask Michael about this kind of thing, I'm not obliged to answer it for you."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Lorde glanced at him thoughtfully, and did not continue to delve into the problem, but instead said: "The two blazing angels are still alive, they will be handed over to you, and I have to solve another matter."

Another thing...referring to 'Abel', of course.

Gabriel hesitated for a while, but in the end he couldn't say it, he could only smile reluctantly: "You...be careful, Abel...His situation is very special, in short That is, don't be careless."

"Well, I see."

Lorde nodded slightly. In fact, even if Gabriel didn't remind him, he still had some guesses.

After hesitating for a while, he looked back at Gabriel's eyes, his tone seemed to be pressing and asking for proof, and said, "By the way, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"...I can't tell." Gabriel shook his head bitterly and said, "The reason, you should be able to understand now, right?"

"Ah... roughly understand."

Lorde lowered his eyes and sneered, "You can't talk about it, you can't imagine it, it's incredible, right?"

Gabriel lowered his head deeply, his divine wings drooped, and snorted softly, as if tacitly acquiescing to his statement.

"I am leaving."

Lord didn't ask again, because it didn't make any sense.

"Wait, Lucifer...is he really dead?"

Gabriel stopped him, looking a little embarrassed, and asked in a low voice.

Lucifer's inexplicable resurrection from the dead a few times before has made him a little bit PTSD now, for fear that as soon as Lord left his front foot, Lucifer would pop out again.

"Hehe, what do you think?" Lord smiled and asked rhetorically.

Gabriel's face was a little weird: "You won't be taking revenge on me, won't you tell you these things?"

"In your heart, am I such a person?"

Lorde showed a surprised expression and smiled kindly: "I am a person who never holds grudges."

"So...is he dead?" Gabriel sneered in his heart, completely disbelieving Lord's words.

"Then do you think he can kill me?"

Lord still didn't answer directly, just left an ambiguous statement, and then disappeared in an instant.

Lucifer couldn't kill him, so by the same token...he couldn't kill Lucifer either.

Lucifer, who possesses the will of God, is already equivalent to a lesser half of God to a certain extent. Although Lord can easily defeat him, it does not mean that Lucifer can be completely and fundamentally wiped out.

Unless...is the real Spirit King.

"I knew...it wasn't that simple."

Gabriel shook his head with a wry smile, obviously understanding what Lorde meant.

...

After the enchantment of the coming of **** disappeared, all the scenes in the world were reflected in Lord's eyes.

From the moment "Omniscient Almighty" opened his eyes, the whole world basically had no secrets to him.

As long as he wants, he can even observe the future that belongs to everyone, and even go back to his own past.

When Gu Yi first met, he was unable to observe his future.

And the fundamental reason is that the omnipotence and omnipotence wiped out his future from all timelines.

"There seems to be no need to worry about the Seven Great Spirit Lands."

Lorde's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the status quo of the battlefields of all parties was already reflected in his eyes, and he couldn't help laughing: "As expected of the strongest **** of death in a thousand years, the old man Yamamoto should be strong, but he can suppress laziness and **** with only the first solution. beat."

If I hadn't glanced at it, I wouldn't know that laziness and **** are so miserable.

The old man Yamamoto, who had taken off his clothes, carried the flowing blade like fire to fight against ten thousand, and the flames that were comparable to the surface temperature of the sun covered most of the battlefield like a tsunami. Wherever the demon army passed, only the ashes and bones were left.

No wonder, though.

They are facing a person who is not subject to any restrictions, and is in a peak state in all aspects. There is no mercy for the slightest bit, and he personally established the first generation of the thirteenth team, the strongest death **** in the name of the killer group - Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni!

Prisoner Mingming · Yamamoto Yuanliu Zaizhongguo, is such a peak state.

The commander-in-chief, who was resurrected after falling into hell, lost the appearance of a charitable and strict teacher, and put on the mantle of a thousand-year-old killer again, an existence that even Yohabach would fear and be vigilant about.

"Since there is no need to worry over there..."

Lord took a deep breath, and his eyes reflected the scene of the seabed: "Then, it's time to solve the problem child."

The toes lightly tapped in the sea, and a thousand waves were immediately aroused.

boom—

A huge shock and a roar erupted suddenly in the high pressure of the sea water.

The black clothes flashed like an electric light, and in an instant, the squeezing surging sea water was divided into two huge waves.

"Sorry, I don't have that much free time to go through the level."

Lord's eyes reflected the maze of ruins, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com took a knife and cut out a pitch-black crescent moon: "Crescent moon... Tianchong!"

Swish!

Cut out with one knife, empty the mountain!

The pitch-black light of the sword pierced the sky like a crescent moon, bursting out like a dragon breaking the sea, with an indescribable sharpness.

The deep sea below 10,000 meters was actually direct, split open by the dark waning moon, and descended in the most extreme and domineering way.

boom!

Only after hearing a loud bang of gold and iron clashing.

Silent on the bottom of the sea for an unknown number of years, the No. 0 bronze relic, which has never been destroyed, was cracked by that one.

Taking advantage of the exposed gap, Lorde flashed in.

The upside-down structural layout in front of him, as well as the countless intricate roads, were seen as nothing in his eyes, and he dived straight toward the deepest depths along the space fissure that was smashed by the crescent moon.

In the bronze temple in the deepest part of the ruins.

Two crazy figures were entangled together, fighting in an almost tragic manner.

Cyclonus' blood was like a fountain, spilling all over the corners of the bronze hall. The broken ground and cracked walls were filled with black blades, and every blade was covered with gaps, silently telling the story. The battle was brutal.

boom-!

A meteor-like streamer fell directly into the bronze hall.

The ground shook violently, and a huge crashing sound broke out, interrupting the two people who were fighting fiercely.

"Sorry to disturb you two."

In the smoke and dust, Lord, dressed in black, walked out slowly and said, "I have something to do with someone named Abel, may I ask who of you know him?"Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!