Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 465: Michael
"Kyrieeleison!"
As the last sentence of the long prayer fell, a mighty sacred breath interweaved and descended.
On the ground covered by the creamy and sticky ground meat, a white-gold sacred light suddenly rises, enveloping Constantine and Wilbur Waterley, and the magic of the sacred and noble is full of In this space, 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 hell-like ground around , cumbersome and delicate formations slowly appeared.
Countless kinds of musical instruments are intertwined and played together. A huge shadow of a door appears on the distant sky, and one angel after another is flying. feather.
可.....The problem is coming.
Wilbur brutally killed tens of thousands and even imprisoned the Seraph. What qualifications does it have to enter heaven?
The smile on Constantine’s face is getting brighter and brighter. He has wanted to enter heaven in a fair way all his life, but unfortunately he didn’t have a chance until the end, so he knows the paranoia in heaven better than anyone else, and he won’t allow this. A sinner entered.
Sinful people approaching heaven will only attract the purification of the sacred flames!
And this is his plan!
"You, guilty!"
The magnificent sound of heaven fell, convicting Wilbur of guilt!
In the formation that symbolizes the enchanting light, such filthy and evil things appeared, which is absolutely unacceptable in heaven. Therefore, the phantom of the holy seraphim who holds the flames is waving and burning across the door of heaven. The long sword of flames descends a noble and holy pure white flame.
Purify all evil in the world, and cleanse the original sin of all living beings.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
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 flame will not harm the righteous, but it will burn all the evil it touches.
The pure white flames with noble and sacred aura, wave after wave stretches in all directions of the factory, and the thick plasma that is all over is evaporated every inch. Those innocent souls trapped here are also with the white fire burning wanton Chao, finally freed from the endless pain.
The holy flame wave 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 and cast his gaze into the vast darkness outside, with a dignified and worry faintly visible under 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, with no trace of blood in sight, and his pupils were even covered with bloodshot eyes. Like a dying person, he kept coughing up blood mixed with visceral pieces, and walked towards the culture tank step by step.
The cost of summoning the gates of heaven with the body of a mortal is not unimportant.
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 the demon **** asked for was 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 this torture, repaying 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 slight shaking 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... I really... can't help it... ."
The trembling knuckle, squeezed the trigger hard.
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 a black eye.
bang! ! !
In the sacred hunter, a splendid flame blooms.
The strong smell of gunpowder is mixed with the 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 destroyed the blood curse outside the cultivation tank and penetrated the thick of the cultivation tank. Glass.
slap——
The thick glass shattered and burst, and the bright red liquid inside 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, and her thick eyelashes trembled. Slowly pulling 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 distinctive 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 underestimated Constantine."
In the dark factory, dim lights suddenly lit up.
The light hit the figure, and gradually revealed a familiar face, which was Wilbur Waterley who had died not long ago.
"It's a pity..."
Wilbur sneered, neatly tidying up his collar, and a wicked smile came up at the corner of his lips, and said: "I worked 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 failed. She couldn't even lift the seraph wings, let alone use the divine power.
was imprisoned in the prison for too long, the pain of the soul wailing and the blood curse were corroded deep into the bone~IndoMTL.com~ so that she now has no power at all, and even lifts the wings of the Seraph , Or stand up from the dirty ground, such a simple action can not be completed.
Seraph?
Now she is weaker than an ordinary person!
"Look~ I have said it, it is destined to be useless."
Wilbur walked towards the woman, slowly opened his arms with both hands, smiled and said, "No one can stop my plan to ascend the gods, you better accept your fate, give up resistance and join us... Mi Caleb!"
Michael, it is the name of this imprisoned seraphim!
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 once guided Moses out of Egypt with light The son came to the world and defeated the fallen angel Lucifer.
There are countless legends about him in the Bible.
All records describe it as the most powerful seraph 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. ."