Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 549

"Seraph..."

Constantine's mind went blank, swallowing subconsciously.

That's God's Envoy, the highest class in Heaven, the only seven Seraphs under God's throne!

He once had the honor to deal with one of the Seraphs, so even how powerful these supreme beings are, just the pressure released is enough to destroy a city of 100,000 people.

Even if Wilbur has more dark magic and more forbidden knowledge, he is still just a human that's all, how could it be possible that one of the only seven Seraphs under God's seat can be with Hell? What about the supreme sacred creature that rivals the Demon King, imprisoned in this disgusting, blasphemous place?

“Constantine...”

“Constantine...”

“Constantine...”

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The calling voice became clearer.

Constantine looked slightly startled, and found that the woman in the culture tank opened her eyes across the turbid blood.

Shh~

At this moment, everything seems to be still.

Constantine has felt this power, and he knows it's an Angel's unique Stop Time'.

In the past, when Gabriel occasionally appeared in front of him, he would often make the Jikanteishi around him flow.

However, for now, time is stopped.

What he is more curious about now is which of the Seven Great Seraphs the imprisoned Six-Winged Seraph in front of him is.

Seraph's eyes are extremely pure, like emeralds with no flaws after being carefully carved by the craftsmen of God, but if you look closely, you can find that the edge of the pair of emerald green pupils, A dazzling golden flame is also wrapped around it, like a hot and fiery melt, flowing slowly in the eyes.

"Constantine...you're finally here."

Seraph's pupils moved slowly, fixed on Constantine's body, flashing a look of pain mixed with it.

Across the culture tank and the dirty blood, the angel's voice sounded directly in his mind, which made Constantine stunned for half a second, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "It's you... .has been calling me?"

"Yes....I'm calling you."

The pain in Seraph's eyes is more intense, very Hollow weak said: "I need your strength to save me from here, there is no time left, Constantine, I... can't last long, they... are polluting me."

"Wait...pollution?"

Constantine's mind flashed, and suddenly thought of a terrifying idea, and suddenly couldn't help sucked in a breath of cold air : "It turns out that the dead people here and those souls who are suffering are all to corrode and contaminate you?"

"That's right...because only in this way can I weaken my seraph wings. ." Seraph said angrily: "That man... wants to occupy my body, I can feel its consciousness flowing in it, waiting for the moment when I can't hold on."

"so that's how it is...I get it!"

Constantine has read through many black magic, and after listening to it, it suddenly dawned on me.

The filthy blood flowing in this cultivation tank comes from those human beings who have been tortured and died. It is tantamount to a great blasphemy for such a sacred and pure existence to her, and it is eroding that all the time. Clean dive body.

But that alone cannot contaminate a Seraph.

seraph wings even the symbol of it is a powerful source of power given to them by God.

So Wilbur uses the second method, which is to collect the tortured soul, mix it into the culture tank, and corrode the seraph wings with the incantation engraved on the outside!

The wailing and screaming of those painful souls, accompanied by endless negative emotions, after the incantation was enhanced hundreds of times, like a storm, constantly impacting Seraph's strong mental barriers.

Once the seraph wings are corrupted, then it will completely lose the protection of holy power.

And then, that's what Wilbur waited for!

It will completely occupy this pair, from the divine body created by God, and then become a god of aloof and remote!

Constantine understands it all, it turns out that this is the so-called 'God Ascension Plan'!

Using the evil and filthy power extracted from the dead human beings in the city, so as to contaminate Seraph's pure heart and divine wings, and finally take Seraph's dive body as his own, substitute one thing for another to become Angel God .

Let such an evil being occupy the body of a Seraph, what kind of disaster will happen, I can't imagine what kind of disaster, Constantine just thinks about it, and feels that her hair stands on end, and swears that she will never let Wilbur The plan was successful!

"Wait, I'll save you right away!"

Constantine directly took out the Holy Hunter and refilled it with the Holy Son bullets engraved with blessings, while not forgetting He bargained with Seraph and said, "These are the bullets that Gabriel blessed. When I rescue you, remember to bless me a few more when the time comes."

Seraph didn't speak, maybe it's too weak, of course it can't be ruled out, it's because he's too shameless.

Soon the two Holy Son bullets were loaded, Constantine took the Holy Hunter with both hands, two huge black muzzles, aimed at the position above the culture tank, and pulled the trigger with her index finger fiercely.

bang! bang!

Flame spurted out from the muzzle, and with the huge rumbling sound from the firearm, two golden bullets pushed out of the barrel, as if piercing the dark dawn.

The corners of Constantine's mouth rose, watching the trajectory of the two golden bullets. Seeing that they were about to touch the culture tank, when she felt that everything was stable, she saw a black shadow flashing from the side, and at an even more amazing speed from Pass by!

Boom——

The bullet stopped in front of the culture tank, and was stopped by a hand, as if it hit the metal, splashing a dazzling spark, bursting out crisp Muffled sound.

"I knew..."

The surprised look on Constantine's face flashed, and her hands slowly put down the Holy Hunter, watching the picture gradually become clear. The face, could not help sighed, said: "No matter what I want to do, accidents always come faster than planned." Typical Caucasian features, brown hair meticulously combed back, wearing a straight suit, looking very aristocratic.

"Wow! Good luck!"

Constantine whistled, clenching Holy Hunt.

The face in front of him is the noble man he once saw in the hotel banquet hall, and he also caused this disaster and committed heinous crimes, and wanted to use the body of a human being. The culprit of ascending the gods - Wilbur Whateley!

"John Constantine..."

Wilbur Whateley squeezed a few words between his teeth with gloomy eyes: "Several times to sabotage my plan, I thought By erasing your memory, you can minimize the impact, didn't expect you to wake her up, I knew I should have killed you at that time!"