Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1108: 7 seals and the gold ark of the covenant

Hawk's behavior of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his clan made Fenrir wolf face confused.

As for Kuaiyin in the next room, he was stunned even more when he heard the uncle's shameless behavior.

He couldn't wait to stick it on the wall, using his superhuman sense of hearing to continue to listen to the follow-up content.

"Ancestor, for the sake of our close blood relationship, you should help your descendants!" Hawke started the actor-like performance, wiping his nose and tears and crying: "We are all one family!" Ah, if you don’t help me, ancestor, who else can help me?!”

Old ancestors? family? offspring?

Kaiyin next door was silent, trying to control his facial muscles so as not to laugh out loud.

"Wait a minute...let me take care of it!"

Fenrir felt a little confused, and said with a confused face: "What's your name? Wolf ancestor? Do I know you very well? We are not of the same breed. What kind of blood relationship are you talking about with me? You You're so funny!"

"No mistake, old ancestor!"

Hoke said anxiously: "You are the giant wolf that destroys the gods in mythology. I am a werewolf, so am I a family? Although my blood is a little far away, it cannot be denied that we are all descendants of your blood." Ah!"

"Uh..."

Fenrir fell into a strange silence, and began to doubt himself: "It seems...is that so?"

If we really start from the generation of mythology, the origin of werewolves has more or less something to do with it. After all, no matter what you say, everyone has inherited the appearance and blood of the 'wolf'.

"My ancestors, the bloodline Hawke kowtows to you!"

Hawk is a standard crawler. Seeing that Fenrir hesitated, he immediately kowtowed vigorously. It can be said to be unfilial.

"Uh..."

Fenrir hesitated for a moment, it was indeed moved.

But after thinking about it again, it still shook its head and said, "It's not impossible to teach you, but I have to wait for the master to come back and get the master's consent before I can teach you how to become stronger. As for now... ..."

"It's okay, grandpa!

" Hawk said with a firm face: "Even if you don't recognize me, I am still your blood heir, and I will do my best to serve you! "

Serve me?

Fenrir licked his lips, his heart moved even more, he hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, let's do this first."

Can you still do this?

At this moment, Kuaiyin felt that his world view was going to be shattered, and at the same time, he had a new understanding of Uncle Hawke, who had always stayed by his father's side, trusted him and was known as his right-hand man.

It turns out...shameless is the real king!

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Lord and Michael encountered a little tricky problem.

It's not that the Avengers came to find fault again, but that they had had too much trouble before, so that they forgot the important business, and went back to the ruined church, looking for the cross sculpture.

The process wasn't too difficult. As soon as Lord's spirit pressure detection field was opened, he quickly found the remains of the cross.

From the wreckage of the cross, Michael successfully found it. The thing left by the unknown angel was a yellowed and worn-out parchment scroll, tied tightly with hemp rope.

On the sheepskin scroll bound with hemp rope, from left to right, there are seven blank circular stamps.

Obviously, there were seven seals on the previous parchment.

It's just that for some reason, when they appeared in their hands, all seven seals disappeared, leaving only an ancient sheepskin scroll.

The problem that made Michael feel difficult was precisely because of the seven missing seals and this ancient sheepskin scroll.

Since she got this ancient sheepskin scroll, her face has become extremely dignified. In the past, Lord seldom saw Michael showing such an expression. Even when facing Lucifer, she would always Never been so nervous.

"I didn't expect it to be hidden here."

Michael took a deep breath, clenched the ancient sheepskin scroll tightly, with indescribable solemnity in his eyes: "We will be in big trouble soon, maybe... in the end The battle will be advanced, you have to be prepared."

"The final battle is also involved..."

Lord frowned and asked, "What the **** is this ancient sheepskin scroll?"

"Have you read the Book of Revelation?" Michael did not answer directly, but asked an irrelevant question.

"No, what do I see that thing for?"

Lord shook his head. He has never been interested in the Bible, and only has a little understanding of it.

"Guess..."

Michael sighed, handed over the ancient sheepskin scroll, and said: "Let me briefly describe it. The end of the day recorded in the Book of Revelation begins with the seven seals, when the Lamb opens the first seal." , the Plague Knights will come, the second seal, the war knights will come, the third seal, the famine knights will come, and the fourth seal, the death knights will come.”

"When all the seven seals are released, the world will usher in the end."

"The real God will come to the world again and begin to cleanse all enemies who disobey the Lord. Gabriel will blow the horn of doomsday. Under the leadership of God, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will wipe out one-third of the world's population , create a new world.”

"Don't tell me, this was all prophesied by God?" Lord asked.

"Of course not, it's just that a mortal stumbled across the text left by God on Patmos Island and misinterpreted it, which is why the world mistakenly thought it was so." Michael shook his head.

"Apocalypse, does it have something to do with things?" Lord stared at the ancient sheepskin scroll, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Obviously, this thing is inextricably linked with the dead God.

Michael sighed, and said in a heavy tone: "Although most of the contents recorded in the Book of Revelation are stories fabricated by mortals to enforce their rule, some of them are real."

Lord is not a stupid person, he quickly guessed the reason, focused his eyes on the ancient sheepskin scroll, with seven vacant seals imprinted, and said in a deep voice: "Don't tell me, this ancient sheepskin scroll is... ...Seven Seals?"

"Or...you could call it 'Apocalypse.'"

Michael sighed deeply, and said with complicated eyes: "There were originally seven blood seals in the Book of Revelation, which were made by God using His blood. It is said that there are... three The broken body of one of the pillar gods."

Although she didn't specify who it was, Lord immediately understood it.

The three sealed gods... is Nyarlathotep!

"So...now..."

Lord stared at the ancient sheepskin scroll and took a breath: "This guy has completely broken the seal and escaped God's seal, right?"

"If nothing else...it should be."

Michael took a deep look at him, his expression inexplicably sad: "The person responsible for guarding the seven seals is the saint who is called the incarnation of God and walks the world...Jesus, the ancient scroll All the seven blood marks on his body are gone, which means that he...is dead."

Jesus... died too!

Lord remained silent, feeling that an unprecedented crisis was forcing him towards the predicted fate.

"Jesus died, but His will must still be there."

Michael turned his gaze into the distance and murmured: "Even if a saint dies, his remains are immortal, so we must find his remains and put them together to revive his will."

"Found it, then what?" Lord frowned, a little puzzled ~IndoMTL.com~ asked about the whereabouts of the 'Golden Ark of the Covenant'. "

Michael said in a deep voice: "Even if all the seven seals are revealed, we still have the last chance to save. As long as we can find the Golden Ark, we can stop that guy's ambition of resurrection!"

"Do you know where his body is?" Lord asked again.

"Only know...the approximate location."

Michael frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "It seems that in order to cover up his position, He used some special means to target us specifically to prevent being found by that guy, but I'm sure... ...on the North American continent."

Lord was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "How about... let's hold a horse race?"

It's not that he deliberately plagiarized, the key is... This is too visually impressive!

The remains of saints scattered all over North America, if there is no competition here, it seems that I am sorry for this setting!