Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1108: Seven seals and the golden ark
Mei Man: A Zanpakutō Chapter 1108, Seven Seals and the Ark of the Golden Covenant
Hawk's behavior of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors made Fenrir's wolf face bewildered.
And Kuaiyin in the next room was even more shocked when he heard this uncle's shameless behavior.
He can't wait to stick it on the wall, using his superhuman hearing to continue to listen to the follow-up content.
"Ancestor, for the sake of our close blood relationship, you can help your descendants!" Hawke started the actor-style performance, wiping his nose and tears and crying: "We are all family. Ah, old ancestor, if you don't help me, who else can help me?!"
Ancestors? family? descendants?
Kaiyin next door was silent, trying to control his facial muscles so as not to laugh.
"Wait a minute...let me figure it out!"
Fenrir felt a little confused, and said with a confused look: "What is your name? Ancestor Wolf? Am I familiar with you? We are not of the same breed. What kind of blood are you talking about with me? You Make fun of my uncle!"
"That's right, ancestor!"
Hawk said anxiously: "You are the giant wolf that destroys the gods in mythology. I am a werewolf, am I not a family? Although my bloodline is a bit distant, it cannot be denied that we are all descendants of your bloodline. Ah!"
"Uh..."
Fenrir fell into an eerie silence and began to doubt himself: "Like... so?"
If we really start from the generation of mythology, in fact, the origin of the werewolf is more or less related to it. After all, everyone has inherited the shape and bloodline of the 'wolf' no matter what.
"The ancestors are on top, and the bloodline descendant Hawke kowtows to you!"
Hawk is a standard climber. Seeing that Fenrir hesitated, he immediately kowtowed hard. He was not stingy. He hit a hole in the floor, and his face was covered in blood. It is disrespectful.
"Uh..."
Fenrir hesitated for a moment, but it did move a little.
But after thinking about it again, it still shook its head and said: "It's not impossible to teach you, but after the master comes back and gets the master's consent, I will teach you how to become stronger. As for now... ..."
"It's okay, grandpa!
" Hawke's face was firm: "Even if you don't recognize me, I am also your blood descendant, and I will do my best to serve you! "
Serve me?
Fenrir licked his lips and became even more excited. He hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's do this first."
Can you do that?
At this moment, Kuaiyin felt that the world view was about to be broken, and at the same time, he had a new understanding of Uncle Hawk, who had been by his father's side and trusted Youjia and was known as his right-hand man.
It turns out... shamelessness is the real king!
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Lord and Michael have encountered a little tricky little problem.
It's not that the Avengers have come to find fault again, but that it was so riotous that he forgot the important business, and went back to the ruined church to find the cross.
The process wasn't too difficult. As soon as the Lord Ling pressure exploration field opened, the wreckage of the cross was quickly found.
From the wreckage of the cross, Michael successfully found the thing left by the unknown angel. It was a yellow and worn parchment scroll, which was tied tightly with hemp rope.
On the parchment scroll bound with twine, there are seven, from left to right, vacant circular stamps.
Obviously, there were seven seals on the previous parchment.
Just for some reason, when they appeared in their hands, all seven seals disappeared, leaving only a sheepskin scroll.
It is precisely because of the seven missing seals and this ancient sheepskin scroll that Michael is troubled by the problem.
From the moment she got this sheepskin scroll, her face became very solemn. Lorde had rarely seen it before, and Michael would show such an expression, even when facing Lucifer. Never been so nervous.
"I didn't expect it to be hidden here."
Michael took a deep breath and clenched the sheepskin scroll tightly, with an indescribable solemnity in his eyes: "We will soon be in big trouble, maybe...in the end... The battle will come early, and you have to be prepared."
"Also involved in the final battle..."
Lord frowned and asked, "What the **** is this sheepskin scroll?"
"Have you read the Book of Revelation?" Michael didn't answer directly, but instead asked an irrelevant question.
"No, what am I doing with that thing?"
Lord shook his head. He had never been interested in the Bible, but only had a small understanding of it.
"Guessed..."
Michael sighed, handed over the ancient sheepskin scroll, and said: "Let me briefly describe, the last days recorded in the Book of Revelation began from the first seven seals, when the lamb opened the first seal , the plague knight will come, the second seal, the war knight, the third seal, the famine knight, and the fourth seal, the death knight."
"When the seven seals are all broken, the world will come to an end."
"The real God will come back to the world and begin to cleanse all the enemies who disobey the Lord, Gabriel will sound the trumpet of doom, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will exterminate one third of the world's population under the leadership of God , to create a new world.”
"Don't tell me it's all foretold by God?" Lord asked.
"Of course not. It's just that a mortal man on Patmos Island accidentally came across the text left by God and misinterpreted it, so the world misunderstood it." Michael shook his head.
"Apocalypse, has something to do with things?" Lord stared at the sheepskin scroll, a familiar feeling came.
Obviously, this thing is inextricably linked to the dead God.
Michael sighed and said solemnly: "Although most of the contents recorded in the Book of Revelation are fictional stories by mortals to enforce their rule, some of them are real."
Lord is not a stupid person, he quickly guessed the reason, his eyes focused on the sheepskin scroll, the seven vacant seals, and said solemnly: "Don't tell me, this sheepskin scroll is... ....seven seals?"
"Or...you can call it 'Revelation.'"
Michael sighed deeply and said with complicated eyes: "There were originally seven blood seals on the Book of Revelation, which were made by God with her blood. It is said that there are... three seals inside. The broken body of one of the pillar gods."
While she didn't specify who it was, Lorde got it right away.
The sealed three-pillar god... is Nyarlathotep!
"So...now..."
Lord stared at the sheepskin scroll and took a deep breath: "This guy has completely broken the seal and escaped the seal of God, right?"
"If nothing else...it should be."
Michael gave him a deep look, and his expression was inexplicably sad: "The person responsible for guarding the Seven Seals is called the incarnation of God by the mortal world~IndoMTL.com~The saint who walks the world...Jesus , the seven bloodstains on the sheepskin scroll are all gone, which means that she is... dead."
Jesus... actually died!
Lord is silent, feeling an unprecedented crisis that is forcing him to his predicted destiny.
"Although **** is dead, her will is still there."
Michael cast his gaze into the distance and muttered: "Even if the saint dies, her body is immortal, so we must find her body and put it together to revive her will."
"I found it, and then what?" Lord frowned, puzzled.
"Ask the whereabouts of the 'Golden Ark'."
Michael said solemnly: "Even if the seven seals are all uncovered, we still have the last chance to save. As long as we can find the Golden Ark of the Covenant, we can stop that guy's ambition to resurrect!"
"Do you know where her body is?" Lord asked again.
"Only know... approximate location."
Michael frowned slightly and said in confusion: "She seems to have used some special means to cover up her position, specifically targeting us to prevent being found by that guy, but I'm sure... ...on the North American continent."
Lord was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "How about... let's hold a horse race?"
It's not that he deliberately plagiarized, the point is... this is so visually appealing!
The corpses of saints scattered all over North America, this does not hold a competition, it seems that I am sorry for this setting! +Bookmark+