Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 89: Seraph!

　　 "Brother...I'm so sleepy."

　　 Yinmeng nestled in Lord's arms, her face was bloodless, her breath became weaker and weaker.

　　"Yinmeng, don't sleep!"

　　Lord's face changed suddenly, shaking Yinmeng in his arms lightly, and constantly calling her name.

　　 But only silence was returned.

　　 This pure feather is like a poison arrow shot by Hercules at Chiron. The high-level sacred power contained in it makes Yinmeng suffer unimaginable pain at all times, until the soul cannot bear it. And the crash died.

　　 "You bear it, Yinmeng, brother will help you pull it out now!"

　　Lord's eyes flashed with cold light, and he grabbed the white feather with his bare hands, trying to pull it out!

　　zizizi!

The moment 　　 just touched it, it was like holding a hot soldering iron, as if burning the soul in a fire, and the severe pain continued to flood into the brain like a tide!

　　 is accompanied by every nerve in the brain, every cell in the body, every inch of the skin, are wailing hysterical!

　　 "Ah!!!"

　　Lord's face was twisted with pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was bruised, and he looked terrifying.

　　 But even if the soul suffered such intense burning, he would not let go of his palm!

　　 It's a pity that things are counterproductive.

　　 Even though he had tried his best, the white feather remained motionless.

　　 Seeing the sound and dreaming, the soul is getting weaker and weaker. In a hurry, Lord is anxious to become wise, thinking of Constantine, maybe there is a way!

　　 Constantine has been in contact with heaven the longest, and he is a magician himself, maybe he can pull out this feather?

　　 At the thought of this, Lord took Yinmeng and instantly walked back to Constantine.

　　 "Help her!"

　　 Lord's eyes are blood-red and his voice is extremely hoarse. Now he can only pin his hopes on Constantine!

　　 Constantine was taken aback by Lord's appearance, but then moved his gaze downwards, and saw the badly wounded Yinmeng and the holy white feather.

　　"This feather...is the feather of an angel?"

　　 Although he has seen a lot of angel feathers, and the family has collected a few as trump cards, the difference between those feathers and the one in front of them is just like the difference!

　　 This feather is white and flawless, and it exudes a strong sacred breath. Just looking at it with the naked eye, it seems that there is the sound of heaven in the ear.

　　 So, this feather is absolutely impossible, it fell from an ordinary angel!

　　 Constantine's mind suddenly flashed an almost impossible possibility: "Could it be...is this feather from the sacred wings of a seraphim?"

　　 That's right!

　　Only the highest-ranking seraphs in the rumor can possess this rich sacred aura, as well as the hot and pure holy light like the sun!

　　"Seraph..."

　　 Constantine's face was extremely ugly, a ‘person’ appeared in his mind instantly, gritted his teeth and said: "This feather...is Gabriel’s!"

　　 things are up to now.

　　The evidence is all on his face. If he still doesn't understand, he is really an idiot!

　　Even in the heaven of angels, there are only eight Seraphs in the highest rank!

　　 Among the eight seraphs, only Gabriel was ordered to guard the world, and he happened to be in Los Angeles!

　　 All the clues point to Gabriel, a huge conspiracy, gradually emerged in front of Constantine.

　　 But he still can't figure out one thing, that is, Gabriel, one of the seraphs, why should he cooperate with the devil in hell?

　　 Looking at the injured Yinmeng and Lord with red eyes, Constantine was in a state of confusion for a while, and felt that he couldn't do anything.

　　"Give up...she is out of help."

　　 Constantine's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "The Seraph Feather symbolizes the source of angels' power. It is made up of pure and sacred angel power. Mortals cannot pull it out unless.... .."

　　 Having said that, Constantine stopped talking.

　　 "Unless what?"

　　Lord's eyes were red, and he asked word by word.

　　 "Two ways."

　　 Constantine took a deep look at him, then took a deep breath, and said, "First, Seraphim’s feathers come from the Seraphim itself, so you can only kill Gabriel. Pull down this feather."

　　"Secondly, although the seraphs hold different positions, the power comes from God. If you let other seraphs take action, you can also pull out this feather."

　　 Both choices are difficult!

　　 Whether it is killing the Seraph or finding the second Seraph, it is even more difficult for Lord now than ascending to the sky!

　　 Lord with the last glimmer of hope, asked: "Can you...can summon the Seraph to come?"

　　 "I'm sorry."

　　 Constantine's face showed a touch of apology, and said bitterly: "I can't do anything to summon the miracle of the blazing angel. Only the faith is strong enough, or the pope can do it."

　　 I won’t mention firmness or firmness. Just believing in this thing has nothing to do with Constantine!

　　 The second road was blocked instantly.

　　 Now the only option left is to kill Gabriel.

　　Lord closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and asked: "I ask you, if Gabriel loses her wings, is this feather still useful?"

　　"How is this possible?"

　　 Constantine was taken aback, thinking Lord might be dreaming~IndoMTL.com~Seraphs are high-level angels, who can strip off their wings?

　　 "You just need to tell me, yes or no!" Lord said solemnly.

　　"Theoretically feasible."

　　 Constantine can only answer truthfully: "Once the Seraphim loses its wings, it means that it has been deprived of the angel's personality. The fallen feathers are naturally impossible, and the Seraphim’s divinity is no longer possible."

　　 "I understand..."

　　 Lord's eyes were cold, he had already thought of a solution, but this solution might not be liked by Constantine.

　　 Lord manipulated Lingzi to construct a void space, picked up Yinmeng with the softest movements, and placed her in this space, and then hid the entire space in the shadows.

　　 Come this way, Yinmeng’s safety is no longer necessary to worry about it.

　　 "Let's go."

　　 Lord looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Let's stop Mamen and Gabriel."

　　 "It's time to stop them."

　　 Constantine lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and grinned: "I hope we two can come back alive this time."

　　......

　　 after the two left.

　　 A light black cat walked out with graceful steps.

　　 The black cat walked to the hidden sound dream, raised his claws and used sharp fingertips to easily cut through the hidden shadow space, and then slowly walked in.

　　"Meow~"

　　 The black cat stretched out his tongue to lick Yinmeng’s cheeks, and there was a hint of humane compassion in those golden vertical pupils.

　　 then.

　　 A drop of tears, like pure gold, slid from the black cat’s eyes and slowly dripped onto Yinmeng’s chest.

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