Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1472: Tonight is the time for a feast! (15)

Among the mist, the crowd came surging.

Those who shouted the name of "Lord" passed him one after another, as if there was a world separated from each other.

Lord's eyes were lowered, and there was a touch of complexity in his eyes.

He understands that everything in front of him is fake!

It is a false illusion, it is an impossible scene, it is... something he has long lost.

But those familiar faces and voices were like iron hooks, ruthlessly hooking his weakness.

The whole heart became dripping with blood.

Broken and heartbroken.

"I didn't expect... to see you again..."

Lord tried his best to suppress his emotions, but still couldn't stop. There was a trace of sadness and sadness in that deep voice.

How much he wanted to say... I'm back.

It's a pity...all of this is false, even if you say it, so what, no matter how beautiful the dream is, there will be a day when you wake up.

"Ah..."

Lord took a deep breath, trembling slightly, and exhaled slowly, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "I will definitely...will go back...when it's all over."

If this scene was not a mirror image... how wonderful it would be!

After a moment of regret, Lord regained his strength.

He didn't forget what he was going to do, lingering on false illusions, meaningless.

"If you want to stop me, this trick is not enough."

Lord whispered softly, holding the saber in his hand, feeling the slight tremor of the blade, and a smile crossed the corner of his lips: "Don't worry, I will not be bound by the memories of the past, only the real future... is what I want things!"

Zheng!

The blade was unsheathed, and the sound of gold and iron clashing echoed.

Among the long howls like the chant of a dragon, the spiritual pressure is like a violent raging wave, sweeping through the frightening sword intent, turning into a long rainbow and slashing out!

Break! ! !

With extremely sharp sword intent, the dazzling light of the sword fell like a waterfall.

The vast fog in front of me was split into two in an instant.

No, more than that!

The azure blue light of the knife moves forward without stopping, and it goes everywhere, even...even those figures in the past were cut off by the knife.

At the same time, those lingering memories in his heart seemed to be completely cut off with this knife.

At this moment, Lord suddenly felt somewhat transparent.

Stuck in the past, it can't solve the problem, the only way is to move forward, forward, and forward to the future!

He... wants to go home!

Go home! Back to the family!

Whoever dares to stop, kill him!

In an instant, the fog was cleared.

Countless figures screamed and disappeared, and the towering ice and snow pyramid came into view again.

"Wait for me..."

Lord tipped his toes and approached with Shunbu.

However, the next moment.

A huge black figure burst out from the pyramid door suddenly.

Moving like thunder, quick as lightning.

In less than a thousandth of a second, that tyrannical pitch-black figure approached with a terrifying murderous intent!

Boom boom boom!

A chainsaw sword with a length of nearly three meters, with a huge noise of mechanical roar, came with a force of ten thousand tons.

As the chain blade roared, a noisy air wave rolled up.

Even the air, even the tiny particles, seemed to be torn apart, releasing a trembling killing intent.

Lord turned his blade and attacked from the bottom up.

When! !

Dazzling sparks fly, accompanied by the sound of boulders crashing.

Countless dazzling sparks splashed wildly, the chainsaw sword edge with mechanical roaring noise, and the extremely fast rotating tooth blade burst out huge power potential energy, as sharp as if it wanted to cut the space.

Until then, Lord could see clearly that the person who attacked him was wearing a pure black power armor, his tall body was like a wall, exuding a tyrannical killing aura.

That is... the power armor of the Akkadian civilization!

Lord recognized it at a glance. The battle armor that Adam wore back then was almost the same style as the man in front of him.

It's just that compared to Adam's power armor, the armor of this person in front of him can only be described as shabby... no, tattered.

Not only was it dilapidated, but there were streaks of mottled blood all over it. After years of erosion, it had even dried up and solidified, exuding a strong **** smell.

The armor has been damaged in many places and is full of scars.

Most of the outer coating has been worn away, and even the most important head armor is missing, and the power pack that should be necessary in theory is also missing.

Black hair, gray boy, olive skin.

The age is estimated to be about forty years old, the standard Akkadian appearance, the face is painted with bright red patterns, and the left forehead is inlaid with three golden metal objects.

"Wait...do you know Abel?!"

Looking at the man, Lord felt a little familiar, as if he had seen him there before.

"Abel?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and he let out a roar: "Damn traitor!!!"

For some reason, after hearing Lord mention Abel, the man was visibly furious. A surge of invisible force gathered the chainsaw sword in his hand, suppressing it with the terrifying power of destroying mountains and cracking rocks!

Buzz! ! !

The chain sawtooth blade rotates at high speed, and the power suit ejects a high-heat airflow, which drives the mechanical lever to start, and an even more terrifying force erupts.

The terrifying chainsword pressed down again, forcibly suppressing Lord, the sharp blade was only a few centimeters away from the scalp.

Lord frowned, twisted his ankle, and at the same time turned sideways, wrapped the blade of the chainsword around the chainsword, forcibly removing the power.

Shua! ! !

The chain blade rotates at high speed, creating a tearing hurricane.

Lord took a few steps back, his long hair was blown up, and a bloodstain appeared from his cheek.

Wiping off the blood, he looked up at the other party and said, "I didn't come to fight with you. Since you know Abel, you must know Cain and Michael, right?"

The black-haired gray boy was obviously one of the people who served under Adam during the Akkadian civilization.

From a standpoint, they have no point in doing anything.

So, Lord still intends to persuade. After all, the people of the Akkadian civilization are almost dead.

"Abel? Cain? Michael?"

The man sneered, and slowly raised the chainsaw sword, the blade vibrating at high speed, Senhan's killing intent soared into the sky: "You are right, I do know them, but... so what?"

Lord frowned slightly: "Don't you understand what I mean? We don't need to..."

"No!"

The man said in a deep voice: "My mission...or, my mission is to guard this base and prevent anyone other than Michael from entering, no matter what the reason!"

"Even if it's me, can't you?"

Lord was very irritable in his heart, and said in a bad tone.

"Anyone, including father." The man said.

The air seems to freeze.

There was a hint of coldness in Lord's eyes: "In this case, then... report your name."

The man raised his chainsaw sword, straightened his spine, and his tall and mighty body was like a towering peak. On that rough face full of vicissitudes, there was a touch of pride from the heart:

"I, Primarch of the Twenty-Second Dark Legion, Son of Adam—Seth!"

"Under the order of my father, guard here, if you want to go in...then kill me!"

Even though millions of years have passed, and even the empire he once served in has vanished into thin air and died under the scouring of time, the pride in his tone has not diminished by half.

"Although I don't know, how did you live until now..."

Lord walked forward with a knife in one hand, with killing intent in his eyes: "But, since you are a ghost from the past, you should be honest and stay where you should be!"

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The weird shadow on the wall in the stone room~IndoMTL.com~ glanced outside, then looked at Michael who was sitting upright, grinned and said: "Hehe, it seems that their conversation has collapsed, don't you plan to Do you want to persuade me?"

Michael remained silent, stroking the spear.

"It's so ruthless..."

The weird shadow shook his head, and sighed with pretended regret: "I quite like that kid. After Adam's plan fails, he is the most hopeful. Are you really willing to die like this?"

"That's also...his own choice."

Michael finally spoke, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes: "This is the ending he... wished for. Use your own life to witness the miracle of being chosen by God."