Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 552

Fight! fighting! fighting!

Two men fought for a woman, and in this dark and bloody factory, an almost tragic battle broke out. From time to time mixed with the man's screams.

Although it is said to be a battle, it is actually a one-sided crushing game.

In the face of Wilbur, who was completely in a rage, whether it was strength, speed, or even a variety of strange methods, Constantine, a completely novice Shinigami, was almost powerless to fight back, and could only let it go. The other side abused and slaughtered.

Over and over again, lingering, dismembering, and slaughtering in fancy ways.

As long as all the executions that have appeared in the world and that can be done in the imagination of human beings have come to him again.

Wilbur vented all the resentment and jealousy in his heart on this man, until Constantine was completely torn to pieces, he then let out a furious roar, terrifying like a mad Beast in a bloodthirsty state. .

Large smears of bright red blood seeped into the ground, countless pieces of fingernail-sized pieces of meat fell into every corner like snowflakes, and also broken organs were discarded, and it was impossible for anyone to see it, This disgusting bunch is actually Constantine.

“pant pant ......pant pant ......”

After some venting, Wilbur calmed down a little, staring gasping for breath front.

Of course, the main reason for calm down is that it found that Constantine this bastard can't really be killed, no matter what method it uses to kill Constantine, this bastard will reappear in the next second!

"Resurrected..."

Wilbur's eyes were gloomy, his teeth were about to be shattered, showing how much he hated Constantine.

pat ~ pat ~

A blond man with a decadent expression, from the countless ghosts and ghosts, took firm and heavy steps, staggering slowly. He came out, his eyes filled with exhaustion and numbness that could not be concealed.

“en?”

Wilbur's eyes narrowed, suddenly seeing something strange.

That long river of blood flowing, I don't know when it is almost dry, and the number of vengeful soul ghosts is huge, at this moment, the number of unconsciously has also decreased a lot, only about a dozen or so left. around.

A speculation about Constantine quietly came to his mind.

"fuck you!"

After suffering horrific torture, Constantine's spirit was on the verge of collapse, but he still moved towards Wilbur and raised a middle finger, He provocatively said: "Come on, you son of a bitch, I don't have anything else, just life is hard enough, kill me!!!"

"Don't try to provoke me, John Constantine ." Wilbur had calmed down at the moment, stared at him grimly, and said: "The game is over, I have seen through your clumsy and ridiculous trick."

Constantine hearing this startled , Although there was no words, but panic flashed in his eyes.

The fleeting panic was seen by Wilbur, which undoubtedly confirmed the guess in his heart: "If I guess correctly, the reason why you can be resurrected again and again is because of those wraiths. Did you replace me?"

Constantine blinked her eyes, her lips twitching as she tried to refute, but was interrupted again.

"Don't be in a hurry, Constantine."

Wilbur grinned, slowly bent down, spread his legs back and forth, and put his feet on tiptoe slightly: "Is the answer to immortal body? What, let me test it myself, don't you know?"

bang!

A huge force erupted, and the surrounding ground collapsed!

The powerful physical function has been improved several times again, so that Wilbur's speed has become faster, and it has completely exceeded the dynamic vision of the creature. The naked eye cannot capture its movement trajectory at all, and can only barely see a trace red light Blink in the dark.

"Blood Spell: Body Explosion!"

A palm pressed against Constantine's chest, the hot flames were compressed to the extreme, and then exploded violently in the human body!

As the monstrous scarlet flames rose up, Constantine's whole body was instantly evaporated, and not even a little bit of ashes remained.

A moment later, Constantine's face was gloomy, and she stepped out of the river of blood that had dried up a little more.

"One, two, three... thirteen, as expected!"

Wilbur licked the blood from his palm, said with a malicious smile: "Just now At the moment of your resurrection, another wraith disappeared."

"...Did you see through my ability in such a short time?"

Constantine's face was quite It's ugly, Shikon no Kawa's consumption rate has greatly exceeded his estimates.

"Judging from your expression, I guessed it right." Wilbur solved the mystery and was in a good mood for a while, with a sarcastic look on his face, and said, "Now you only have ten left. Three lives, have you figured out how to use it?"

"Uh...why don't you give me a chance."

Constantine was silent for a while, then lifts the head seriously: "If I kowtow now and admit defeat, is it too late to join you?"

Wilbur showed a sneer on his face and said: "Anyone can join us, but you can't, because You are the only existence that I have to erase."

"Actually, I am relatively forgetful, do you believe it?" Constantine was still a little unwilling, and asked shamelessly.

Wilbur sneered, then disappeared in an instant.

Click it!

A huge force struck, and Constantine's head was twisted off instantly.

"Constantine, do you think I don't know that trick of yours?" Wilbur held his head, looked him up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you Your companions won't come, your delaying time is meaningless."

Constantine walked out of the river in embarrassment, looked a little uneasy, and gritted her teeth: "How do you know... .I'm procrastinating?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Wilbur held the head and said with a smile: "A shrewd man like you , would rather suffer dozens of Deaths and keep me here, just waiting for the man in the hotel?"

Constantine complexion slightly changed, but didn't answer it.

"Let me tell you a desperate truth..."

Wilbur slowly spread his arms, smiled confidently and calmly, and said, "That man doesn't. The meeting will come, he is trapped by four Weeping Angels, and it is no longer known which time and space he was discarded into."

"Then I... tell you one more thing. Let's do it."

Constantine slowly lifts the head, saying word by word: "I let you kill so many times, not just waiting for him to come."

"What?"

Wilbur slightly startled, and then said with a smile: "Constantine, you are such an idiot, are you still trying to lie to me?"

"Wilbur Whateley, since you are proficient in dark magic, you probably don’t know the magic of the curse killing series, right?” Constantine finally showed his fangs at this moment, his pupils red light like a beast-like Blink that devoured people: “Just use your own life. As a sacrifice, the curse killing magic of the victim can be returned several times."

Wilbur's expression suddenly changed, recalling this curse killing magic.

As long as the caster engraves a spell on the body, the person who harms the caster can suffer several times of the curse and rebound. Among the many black magic, it is also quite extreme and terrifying. magic!

"Hey~Wilbur!"

Constantine bared white teeth and tore off his clothes, revealing the skin full of scarlet spells, and a coldness shot out of his eyes. He grinned lightly for a lifetime, and grinned, "Do you remember, how many times have you killed me?"

Wilbur's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill ran up his forehead from his spine.

"Let me tell you the answer."

Constantine smiled happily, even taking pleasure in other people's misfortune: "It's a total of seventy-two times. , which means that you now have a total of three hundred and sixty times as much as my curse-killing rebound!"

"Wait...wait!"

Wilbur At this time, I was really panicked, and cold sweat dripped from my forehead, and I shouted in horror: "Don't forget that if you dare to curse and kill me, you will also suffer the corresponding pain, you are just a human being, and I am just a clone. that's all, there's no need to perish with me!"

"Then give it a try."

Constantine said coldly: "Look at the two of us, who can Take it!"

"No...no!!!"

"Devouring your own blood and my flesh."

Constantine recited incantation, inserted the blood-red blade fiercely into her heart, and shouted sharply: "I swear in the name of Cain, whoever harms my body will suffer five times the pain and never die!!! "

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

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