Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 554

"Kyrieeleison!"

As the last sentence of the long prayer fell, a mighty holy aura intertwined.

On the ground covered by the greasy and sticky minced meat, a white golden sacred radiance suddenly rose, shrouding Constantine and Wilbur Whateley, and the sacred and noble magic filled this space. Inside, turned into countless bright starlights and slowly ascended into the sky.

lustrous starlight, turned into a lopsided flying feather.

In this hell filled with blood and cruelty, it is like the legendary circle of Eden.

A cumbersome and delicate formation slowly appeared on the ground like a Hell.

Countless kinds of musical instruments are intertwined, and the sound is played together. A huge shadow appears in the distant sky, and angel silhouettes dance one after another, slowly falling down from the vast clouds, falling like snowflakes. like divine feathers.

But...the problem is coming.

Wilbur brutally killed tens of thousands of people and even imprisoned Seraph, how could it qualify to enter Heaven?

The smile on Constantine's face is getting brighter and brighter. He has always wanted to enter Heaven justifiably all his life, but unfortunately he didn't have a chance until the end, so he knows Heaven's paranoia better than anyone. Allow such a sinner in.

The approaching of Heaven will only lead to the purification of holy flames!

And this is his plan!

"You are guilty!"

A great voice fell, condemning Wilbur!

There is such a filthy and evil thing in the formation that symbolizes the light of reception, which is absolutely unacceptable to Heaven. Therefore, Holy Seraph Phantom, who is in charge of the flames, is separated by Gates of Heaven. Swing the long sword of flaming flames, and drop pure white flames that are noble and holy.

Purify all evil in the world and cleanse the original sin of all living beings.

“Ahhh—”

Wilbur had only time to let out a scream before being engulfed in flames.

Endless pure white holy flames burn like a corona smeared by the rising sun.

Holy flames will not harm the righteous in their hearts, but will burn away all evil they touch.

The pure white flames containing the noble holy aura stretch to the factory one after another in all directions. The wanton burning white fire tide was finally freed from the endless pain.

The holy flames gradually dissipated. The rest of the sparks rustled down.

Looking at Wilbur Whateley now, cleansed in holy flames, not a single residue is left.

But at this moment, Constantine's face did not show the slightest joy of victory. Instead, she put on a serious expression and turned her eyes to the vast darkness outside, with a faint look of solemnity and worry in her eyes. .

It's not over yet!

Wilbur Whateley, who died here, was just one of those men who clone that's all.

What awaits them next will be an even more terrifying enemy!

"cough cough...it's...running out of time..."

Constantine look pale, can't see the slightest bit of blood, His pupils were even covered with bloodshots, like a dying person, coughing up blood mixed with pieces of internal organs from his mouth, and walked towards the culture tank step by step.

With the body of a mortal, summon Gates of Heaven, the price is not too heavy.

Although Heaven admitted Constantine's righteous actions, the amount of magic power required was too huge. In order to completely kill Wilbur, Constantine used a forbidden item to absorb magic power from Dark Dimension.

The price that Demon God asks is pain!

It is not a temporary pain, but a whole decade of torment and pain.

Although it wouldn't endanger his life, it was equivalent to letting his back half be in this torture all the time to repay the Demon God's gift.

Constantine endured the severe pain of the internal organs being shattered, and lifted the Holy Hunter with slightly trembling palms, his vision was blurred, and he could only barely aim: "This is me... ...the last bullet...if you can't...save you...I really...can't help... ”

That trembling knuckle, fiercely pulled the trigger.

Just this simple action seemed to have exhausted all Constantine's strength. He couldn't even see the result, so he just fainted on the ground.

Bang! ! !

In Holy Hunter, a gorgeous flame blooms.

The rich medicinal smell of fire is mixed with divine light, and along with the rumbling sound from the gun chamber, the golden-bright and dazzling bullets draw an extremely beautiful line in the dark environment. golden arc.

Fortunately this time, no one can stop it.

The sacred bullet hit the cultivation tank, which contained the power blessed by Gabriel, and in an instant, with destructive momentum, the blood incantations outside the cultivation tank were disintegrated, and the fiercely penetrated the thickness of the cultivation tank. of glass.

Pop——

The thick glass shattered and burst, and the bright red liquid inside splashed out.

The beautiful woman lost her support and fell directly from in midair to the ground fiercely. Six pure wings wrapped her lovable body, but her slender legs couldn't be concealed. His eyelashes trembled and slowly opened, revealing those flawless emerald eyes.

“cough cough .....cough cough ......”

The woman coughed up a bunch of bright red thick liquid from her mouth, her expression mixed with a hint of malaise breath.

snap~ snap~ snap~ snap...

At this moment, a round of applause came from the darkness.

The unique crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, as little by little approached here, a silhouette came out of the darkness with applause.

"Yes, very good." The man's voice was low and cold, as if the cold wind had swept his bones: "didn't expect really rescued you, it seems that I still underestimate Constantine. It's gone."

In the dark factory, dim yellow lights suddenly lit up.

The lights hit that silhouette, gradually revealing a familiar face, it was Wilbur Whateley who died not long ago.

"It's a pity..."

Wilbur sneered, straightening his collar calmly, a wicked smile on his lips, and said, "It takes a lot of effort to suffer untold hardships. Save you, but what if I let you escape?"

There was anger in the woman's eyes, and she wanted to get up from the ground.

But she tried several times but failed, she couldn't even lift her seraph wings, let alone use holy power.

Having been imprisoned in that prison for too long, the painful soul wailing and the corruption of the blood spell have penetrated deep into her bones, so that she has no strength at all now, even raising her seraph wings, or Standing up from the dirty floor, such a simple action can't be done.

Seraph?

now she is weaker than an ordinary person!

"Look~ I said it, it's doomed to be useless."

Wilbur stepped towards the woman, slowly opened his arms and said with a slight smile: "I No one can stop the God Ascension Plan, you should just accept your fate, give up your resistance and join us...Michael!"

Michael, it is the name of the imprisoned Seraph!

The Seraph, who is most similar to God, is listed in the Leader of the Seven Great Seraphs. He is in charge of the three functions of guardianship, justice and judgment. He is the most dazzling existence in the Christian culture. It is said that he guided Moses to leave Egypt. He came to the world as the Son of Light and defeated Fallen Angel Lucifer.

There are countless legends about it in the bible.

Described in all records as the most powerful Seraph, and the most dazzling divine.

Courage, glory, and protection are the poems praised by the world.

It's just this moment...

No amount of dazzling titles can protect Michael.

She lost her strength, like a weak lamb, about to fall into the wolf's mouth.

"Michael, the most dazzling angel, I'm going to eat you directly!"

The demon-like man came over, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, revealing to her. The greedy evil eyes: "Although this is a bit wasteful, but I don't plan to wait any longer, fuse together with me."