Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 903: God Hanging · Floating Bamboo 14 Lang (1)
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Empathy, shame, death, love...
The sad and euphemistic female drama finally came to an end here.
The gray and dark world is gradually collapsing, and strands of light are projected in, diluting the atmosphere of despair and sadness.
Jingle Chunshui lowered his eyes weakly, and the white thread of spiritual power entangled with his fingers gradually drifted away in the wind, like an irretrievable lover and love.
The moment the curtain of the end falls, the sin of greed, mammon, passes away.
The body covered with golden ornaments, dripping with disgusting fat, and bloated like a mountain of meat, turned into countless pieces of meat almost in an instant, and each piece was cut into extremely neat sizes, as if It is the same after scattered with piled building blocks.
The patter of blood, like drizzle, gathered into a stream on the broken streets.
I'm afraid Mammon didn't expect until his death that He would be the second Demon King to leave the stage.
Among the countless pieces of meat that had been cut into squares, one could still find Mammon's eyes full of astonishment and horror, as if she couldn't believe what had happened.
It seems to be talking silently...why is it me who died?
It is obvious that Samael is weaker, it is easier to kill Samael, and it is obviously easier to choose.
But why... chose him?
Mammon couldn't understand at all, and could only return to her own **** with deep doubts and unwillingness.
Hoo hoo...
A gust of cold wind blew, awakening Samuel who was still in a daze.
Jingle Chunshui did not contain any emotions, and his eyes, like a dark and cold wind, instantly penetrated the heart of this demon king.
"Ah... ah!"
I saw him shiver suddenly, his hairs stood on end, like a frightened animal, he subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and when he realized it, Samuel suddenly felt a burst of humiliation.
He is the sin of wrath, the devil who is in charge of the authority of hell!
But now being frightened into what he is now by a mere human being, this is simply a great shame!
"I actually...will be killed by a human..."
The fists were tightly clenched, the scorching air was ejected from the mouth and nose, and the extinguished fire of anger was ignited again. deep humiliation.
"You are strong, human!"
Samael had to admit that the human being in front of him was very strong.
If it is only him, then the last survivor must be this human being, not Him Samael.
"But it's a pity...you lost!" Samael took a long breath, picked up the heavy black gun, and said in a deep voice: "In order to express my respect for you, I will send you soul back to **** and make you my slave."
Any strong person is worthy of His respect.
Different from the evil tastes of the other demon kings, Samael likes to collect the souls of the strong. In the raging **** under his control, the souls of countless strong are imprisoned, fighting and fighting in the rage forever.
In His eyes, this is the supreme glory and destination of a strong man.
"Oh... sorry..."
Jingle Chunshui was extremely reluctant, raised his heavy eyelids, and said weakly: "I don't intend...to change jobs to other places...The World of Souls...that's me The final destination."
"Unfortunately, human beings, the right to choose is not in your hands."
The crime of rage, Samuel's eyes flickered, and he said in a half-sarcasm, half-sarcasm tone: "Besides, in your current situation, even moving your fingers is probably a luxury?"
"Ah, I was actually seen through by you."
Although Jingle Chunshui's tone was still frivolous, bitterness could not be restrained on his face.
As Samael said, when he was seriously injured, he tried his best to use up the last drop of spiritual power, and with Huatian Kuanggu Heisong heart, he reluctantly replaced a demon king.
Perhaps the actual situation is worse than Samael thought.
"Don't worry, human."
Samael walked towards Jingle Chunshui with a smirk, his whole body ignited with blazing flames: "You will be free soon, at least until you close your eyes, you won't see the scene of the soul world being destroyed by me .”
Is it finally... over?
Jingle Chunshui lowered his eyes, and silently sighed in his heart.
"Although I know you can't move anymore, but..."
Samael grinned with a sly smile, and said: "To be on the safe side, I'll stand here and kill you in the safest way, so as not to be raped by you at the end."
"Hehe, you really... think highly of me."
The last gleam of hope in Jingle Chunshui's eyes dissipated, and his heart was speechless and desolate.
Suddenly, I don't know whether to say that the other party respects him, or that the other party is too cautious to leave any way out?
"Fire of anger, burn!"
A violent flame ignited in Samuel's palm, and then he threw it at Jingle Chunshui.
Hoo--!
The huge flame was like a fireball, smashing towards it with terrifying heat.
The ruins and the ground along the way even showed a tendency to be glass-sanded in the high temperature, and the air was even distorted by the fireball.
Now, it's really over...
Jingle Chunshui was full of despair, and slowly closed his eyes.
The last thought in his mind is to hope that Lord Lingwang or the reinforcements can come back quickly.
Otherwise, tens of millions of souls in such a huge world of corpses and souls will be killed by Samael.
"Heh, it's not your style to give up so soon."
A soft and gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears.
What followed was an extremely familiar scent mixed with herbs and fragrance.
"This voice..."
Jingle Chunshui suddenly opened his eyes~IndoMTL.com~The pure white feathers fluttered in the wind, the pale hair fluttered, and the big "thirteen" on the feathers caught his eyes.
"All the waves, turned into my shield; all the lightning. Turned into my blade—Pisces!"
The gentle voice sounded again, and I saw the man with long white hair as warm as jade, holding a long knife like a shark's fin in both hands, wearing a white long gown with fluttering sleeves, and he was as extraordinary as a banished fairy. .
The next moment, the incoming fireball disappeared suddenly.
Samael's eyes widened suddenly, and before he could understand what happened, a bigger fireball roared towards him.
It's too fast, too fast, too hasty!
So that he had no time to dodge at all, so he could only forcefully punch directly and catch the fireball.
Boom! ! !
At the moment of the collision, it was like the explosion of tens of millions of tons of explosives.
The deafening roar set off a rolling shock wave, the huge fireball collapsed and scattered into countless sparks, and the terrifying high temperature was released wantonly, causing the temperature within hundreds of meters to rise sharply, and the spirits near the ruins were all dead.
Countless moisture in the air is evaporated into mist by high temperature.
Rising above the streets and ruins, it looks like a sea of clouds and mist in the distance.
After the gunpowder smoke dissipated, Samael's arm was scorched black, and he looked quite embarrassed, staring at the white figure fiercely: "There is another... Lucifer, not the corpse soul Are there only two captains in the world?!"
"It seems that his information is out of date."
A man as gentle as jade came out of the smoke, and said lightly: "I am the captain of the thirteenth division, Shishiro Ukitake, my friend Jingle Shunsui, I am grateful for your care, next... Change me to be your opponent."
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