Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 922: Double Sacred Tree

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"You...won."

In the space full of magnificent cracks, only half of Abel's body is left.

That terrifying sword intent is destroying his only remaining life, and death is inevitable.

But Abel's expression did not reveal the slightest sadness, and there was a sense of relief and joy, as if the prisoner who had finally redeemed his sins had been relieved of the heavy shackles he had been carrying for a long time.

"O Fateful Apocalypse..."

Abel tried to walk, but when he took a step, the entire leg collapsed directly, drifting in the wind like fine sand.

Pfft...

Abel fell to the ground in a panic.

He wanted to use his arms to stand up, but he didn't expect the speed of disintegration, which was much faster than expected, and his arms also turned into black fine sand.

He, who lost his support, fell to the ground again.

A dignified demigod, but now he can't even cross a distance of just a few meters, as if there is a moat in the middle.

Lord couldn't bear to look any longer, and walked to Abel's side a few steps, half-squatting and leaning down, but he didn't dare to help Abel.

The magnificent cracks all over the body were injuries from the rule level, making his body extremely fragile and unable to withstand the slightest external force.

Lord could only look at him quietly: "What else do you want to say?"

"One more important thing."

Abel turned his back to the sky, with a smile on his face, and said: "I carry the 'original sin', it is both my responsibility and the sin I have committed, and now...it's time to pay Here's to you."

Original Sin...

A look of hesitation flashes across Lord's face.

After all, just from the name, it doesn't sound like a good thing.

"No need to worry..."

Abel knew his concerns, so he said, "Original sin... just a title, its real name, and soon you'll know, that's you... all the time. looking for something."

"Always looking for something?"

Lord heard what He said, and the two monks couldn't figure it out. He couldn't even remember what he was looking for.

However, Abel did not elaborate, just said: "After I die, it will appear, I hope you can...you can do it."

Seeing this, Lorde couldn't say anything else, so he could only nod his head.

Abel twisted his neck and looked aside, Cain, who was always silent: "I'm sorry, please allow my willfulness."

"Ah... as you wish."

Cain closed his eyes silently, as if he didn't want to and couldn't bear to look at Abel again. In his hoarse voice, there was an unnoticeable trembling.

"Cain...my brother..."

Abel stared deeply at Cain and whispered: "Please forgive my recklessness and ignorance, leaving you alone to carry the sin that originally belonged to me."

"It's all over, I hope you can meet your mother again when you wake up again." Cain lowered his head, and there seemed to be steam in his eyes.

Abel stared at his brother, the last remaining relative in the world, and said hopefully: "Be sure to live, to witness for us... the end of the story, okay? "

"You're still so self-willed and naughty..." Cain's eyes were flushed, resisting the surging sadness in his heart, he pretended to smile and said, "I may not be able to fulfill this request."

"Sorry, my brother."

Abel said with a smile: "Just take it as my willful brother, the last request I made to my brother."

Cain clenched his fists, nodded his head silently, and said softly: "Since it's the waywardness of the younger brother, as the older brother... it should be like this."

The two brothers, and there will be a lot to say.

But unfortunately, Abel's time is running out. His whole body is disintegrating, leaving only one head, lying on the ground quietly.

At the last moment, he looked at Lorde.

Seeming to have a premonition of something, Lord leaned down gently, put his ear to his mouth, and the sound like a mosquito's chirping sounded.

"Actually, we are all slaves of fate..."

"But I hope you can break free from fate and take a path that is not bound, at least...don't repeat our mistakes."

Repeat 'our' mistakes?

Lord was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to ask what was wrong, he found that Abel's head had turned into a pile of black fine sand.

Ooooooooooooooo

In the broken bronze hall, a cold breeze blew, as if to bid farewell to the demigod, rolling up the pile of black fine sand and gradually drifting into the broken space.

And at the same time.

In the place where Abel died, a pure white plant slowly grew, with slender stamens like garlic cloves, blooming in the corpse, swaying gently in the breeze.

The pure white flowers are the size of a palm.

Looks so weak, as if a little bit of wind can take away every petal of it.

However, it was such a pure white flower that made Lorde's pupils tremble, his complexion even changed in an instant, and his breathing became involuntarily rapid.

A bold guess came to his mind.

In order to confirm this idea, Lord turned his eyes to Cain. Although he didn't speak, his eyes revealed some kind of inexplicable look.

"That's right, it's what you think."

Cain looked directly into his eyes and said word by word: "It's what everyone is looking for..."Flower"! "

Sure enough, it's really a "flower"!

For a moment, Lord almost couldn't control his facial expression. Although he was trying his best to restrain himself, he still showed greed.

That's the desire to take it for oneself, to occupy or even not allow anyone to have a peep on it.

Own it!

Own it!

Own it!

A voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, like a seductive and depraved demon, constantly bewitching him.

Kill Cain...

Don't let anyone know, it's mine, it has to be mine, and no one can get it!

No... not right!

That's not my idea!

Lord suddenly woke up and found that his fingers were only one centimeter away from the "flower", and he was about to touch it.

The next moment, Lord, like an electric shock, suddenly withdrew his fingers, and even fell to the ground because of excessive force.

"Inhale... exhale..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Lord forced himself to calm down, but there was still greed in his heart, and it felt like he was still dreaming.

"That's it, keep it up."

Cain breathed a sigh of relief, the serious look on his face softened slightly, but he remained vigilant and said, "Don't be tempted, or you will be like Abel, and become a parasite of "flowers" A host. "

Lord's eyes were not good, flashing a dangerous light, and gritted his teeth: "Since you know the danger, why didn't you remind me just now?"

"Can I remind you once, can remind you ten times, can I remind you forever?" Cain said calmly, as usual, "Even if I can remind you forever, if you don't realize it yourself, there will be One day will still be swallowed by greed.”

"Sorry, I was too excited."

Lord was silent for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ This time he was too naive, but admit his mistakes, he is not someone who can't afford to lose.

"Being able to resist the "flower" with one's own will is the first step to mastering it. "Cain continued: "But whether you can really control it depends on the time in the future. I hope you can understand this. "

"Well, thank you."

Lord nodded slightly, hesitated a little, and then said: "You said just now that you will be parasitized by "flowers" like Abel, what is going on? "

"It's a long story..."

Cain pulled a smile on his face, slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, and said, "If you don't mind, can you stay with me for a while?"

"All ears."

Lord also sat cross-legged in a listening gesture, waiting for the next story.

"I remember..."

There was a flash of memory in Cain's eyes, the past flashed in his mind, and after turning into heavy words, he said from his mouth: "It was at the end of our bar mitzvah, and about a few years later. ....."