Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 462: The Immortal Body
Fell in love with youdushu.com, Meimanzhi starts with a Zanpaku knife
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The quiet river of blood gurgled, those grim-faced ghosts and ghosts, one by one opened their mouths and let out silent screams, and with their pale pupils full of resentment and pain, they gazed at Wilbur Waterley faintly. .
Constantine lost his head and was surrounded by those evil spirits, and as the river of blood expanded, there were more terrifying demons crawling from the depths of the broken ground. come out.
A strong pungent sulphur smell filled the air instantly, and there was also a suffocating **** smell, which looked like a living hell.
Even though Wilbur has long been used to being stared at with this resentment and resentment, but now being stared at by these weird things, he still feels a bit of chill in his heart.
"This...impossible!"
Wilbur's pupils twitched slightly, and he said in disbelief: "You are just a human being, and your brain and heart have been severely damaged. How can you be alive?"
"Human?"
Constantine’s head was discarded in the corner. At this moment, a strong sneer appeared under his eyes, and his two lips squirmed and mocked: "Although I don’t want to admit it, but now I... By comparison, I’m afraid it’s only the soul level, and it’s still a human being."
The body of Constantine that had lost its head, holding the **** blade at this time, slowly walked towards the head that was screwed off by Wilbur, and then dropped in the corner.
The headless body stretched out his hand, raised his head directly, patted the dust on his hair, and pressed it on his neck casually.
"Huh?"
Constantine was stunned, and realized that he was seeing his **** when he lowered his head, and he shook his head immediately: "Excuse me, this is the first time I have used this trick, my head is pointing in the wrong direction."
Immediately afterwards, he held the wrong head with both hands and staged a scene for Wilbur Waterley on the spot, what is called forced steering.
quack quack...
With a tingling scalp and a crisp burst of bones, I saw Constantine's head, which turned abruptly 180 degrees, and returned to the front.
Water...Fuck?
Seeing this weird scene, Wilbur Waterlet's eyelids jumped wildly, and he even wanted to ask Constantine, who is the monster?
"Hmm...that's right."
Constantine nodded in satisfaction, then took the **** Zanpaku Knife, and showed a neat tooth toward Wilbur, and said sternly: "Aren’t you very awesome just now? Come on. Let me see if you can kill me!"
"Don't be too arrogant, human!"
Wilbur was irritated by his actions. He exuded a terrifying and evil aura. The viscous plasma around him turned into a burning flame, covering the entire factory in an instant: "It's just a little ability. Do you really think you can compete with me as a god?"
bang——
The next moment, the air suddenly burst!
The circular air currents visible to the naked eye exploded suddenly one after another, and accompanied by a huge sonic boom that could pierce the eardrum, a blood-red violent figure cut through the silent factory.
The hard ground made of cement, after the blood-red figure galloped past, it seemed to be trampled by thousands of herds of animals, collapsed and shattered continuously in the violent tremor, and the rolling wind engulfed the gravel, as if ruining the sky Like the violent wind that destroyed the land, it appeared in front of Constantine in a blink of an eye.
Its speed is so fast!
Constantine felt astonished. Wilbur’s physical strength had almost reached the point of inhumanity, and his entire body was blurred into a afterimage due to the extreme speed. Even the gust of wind blowing on his face was violent. High temperatures are generated by friction.
The wind pressure pulled out at high speed, like a sharp knife after grinding, raged across his body, cutting out a line of scars with deep visible bones, and hot blood spilled out, splashing every surrounding area. A ground.
Konstantin barely opened his eyes, enduring the tingling sensation of the eyeballs, and staring at the path of the blood-red figure, he directly raised his hand and slashed it out!
This knife doesn't have the slightest skill, and it can even be said to be very crude. The only thing that is worthy of praise, perhaps is that the strength is fair.
The light of the sword waved slashed down, right in the middle of the blood-red figure, but Constantine's complexion changed, because the blade didn't feel any force, as if it had been cut on the air.
The next moment, blood splashed from behind!
The flesh and bones were torn apart from the middle to the sides by some kind of sharp weapon. A blood-stained palm pierced his left chest. Five powerful fingers were like iron tongs, pinching it. A beating heart.
咚咚...咚咚...
The heart that was taken out of the body, still connected to the thick large arteries, contracted and expanded in Wilbur's palm, beating vigorously.
"Wow-"
Constantine spouted a mouthful of blood, turned his head stiffly, and directly ran into Wilbur's eyes, which were glowing with evil red light.
"Compared to your companions, you are too weak." Wilbur stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on his lips, smiled sorrowfully, and said, "I want to take a look. After becoming fleshy, can you still be resurrected!"
Constantine's pupils dilated slightly, and a chill rushed straight into his forehead from the bottom of his heart. He could indeed guarantee that he would not die, but that did not mean that he could not feel the pain!
If they were chopped into mashed meat, like those humans thrown into a meat grinder, it would be impossible to imagine how much pain they would endure.
Wilbur didn't give him a chance at all, his five fingers tightened suddenly and forcefully, directly crushing the beating heart!
bang——
The heart was squeezed into fleshy flesh, and a piercing pain hit the brain nerves. Constantine's eyes were black, almost fainted without pain, and uttered a terrible scream from his mouth.
However, this is just the beginning.
After passing the previous two tests, Wilbur knows that Constantine is weird. Even if his heart and brain are destroyed, he can still be resurrected after a while, so he plans to do it more thoroughly!
"Blood Curse-Erosion!"
Wilbur’s eyes were cold, and a bright red flame ignited in his hand, flowing into Constantine like bone-eating poison, dissolving all his organs and even muscles into a pool of blood, and finally One head is left.
Snap!
Wilbur sneered and smashed Constantine's head with his foot.
The human head is like a popped watermelon. The white is mixed with red viscous material, and it is splashed out in an instant, covered with expensive leather soles~IndoMTL.com~Hey...dirty Humanity. "
Wilbur frowned slightly, rubbed the soles of his shoes disgustedly, and rubbed off the brain serous fluid.
But the moment he looked up, he found that the river of red blood was still there, and the hideous ghosts and ghosts still stood there quietly, watching him silently.
"Why... these things are still there?" Wilbur's face suddenly changed, with an ominous premonition.
"Because...I am not dead yet."
A low and hoarse voice sounded, Wilbur's pupils shrank into needles for an instant, and he saw an undamaged Constantine, slowly walking out of those evil spirits.
"This...impossible!"
Wilbur's eyes widened: "Your body... has been dissolved by the blood curse, why is it still here? What the **** are you?"
"What is it?"
Constantine grinned: "Actually, I am also very strange now. Can an existence like me be considered a human in the end."
"I can kill you once, and I can kill you second, third, countless times!" Wilbur's eyes were blood red, and his anger made his mind only one thought, that is, The man shreds it completely!
is...angry?
may be, but not quite.
What really frightened Wilbur was the immortality it dreamed of. It was so easily obtained by an ordinary human being. This kind of jealousy and resentment made it unacceptable.