Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 884

Moments later, the two figures pulled apart.

One is standing in the air and the other is on the ground.

The man half closed his eyes, his eyes were as silent as water, and he slowly exhaled a scorching white breath.

one after another The red pattern that resembles a circuit gradually fades away on the fair skin of the arm. The clenched fist bone first loosens, and then clenches again. The naked eye trembles slightly, which is difficult to detect. .

He did not use Blut Vene defense, but directly used Blut Arterie.

Similar to Blut Vene, Blut Arterie also injects spirit particles directly into blood vessels to stimulate the maximum destructive power of the physical body. With his current strength, he is a big mountain. It can also be easily destroyed.

But even so, he was still at a disadvantage.

Through the fight, he could clearly perceive that the opponent's punch did not contain any other power, but simply squandered the brute force of the physical body.

"interesting..."

The man moved his wrist, his eyes were a little unclear, he looked at the original body, and said, "It's obviously a human, but But there is no soul boarding, so now you, are you a human or a zombie?"

"Roar..."

hearing this, the Primarch raised the picture The hideous face can only let out a meaningless roar.

In the depths of those pitch black as ink pupils, in addition to the fiery fighting intent, there was also a subtle hint of begging.

The man startled slightly and thought he was wrong.

But then, he suddenly realized that he was not mistaken, and what was revealed in his eyes was the begging look.

In the beast-like tyrannical roar of the Primarch, there was even a hint of pain and remorse.

In a trance, the man seemed to have auditory hallucinations.

In the shrieks full of pain, there was a tired, vicissitudes-filled voice that seemed to say 'help me' to him.

Who?

The man suddenly woke up from the hallucination and met the painful eyes of the primarch, vaguely seeming to understand.

The powerful warrior in the shape of a carrion in front of me,

was forcibly awakened after death, driving this warrior body to re-enter the battlefield that should not have been stepped into, painful. The brewing emotions are talking to him through the 'corpse'.

Begging for relief, begging for redemption, begging for rest.

The unnamed warrior is begging after his death, not wanting to be fooled with his corpse.

"I understand."

The man restrained the contempt in his eyes, exhaled a heavy breath, said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will let you free."

In the mid-air, a mighty airflow rolled in, setting off a raging tsunami that emptied and hit the shore, the rolling wind howled like thunder, and the man standing proudly in the sky stepped out with one step, a blazing white golden radiance blooming all over his body .

The six sacred and pure wings spread out, and the man's pupils were fiery and hot, flowing scarlet gold like lava.

“Roar—!”

The Primarch seemed to sense his determination, and the energy of black was rushing around him.

One black, one white.

The black color dyes the snow-white earth, and the blazing white pushes back the night sky.

When the imposing manner accumulated by the two of them reached the Peak like an erupting volcano, the thick spiritual power tore and collided with another force, and the turbulent wind was like a raging wave, and the atmosphere was emptied.

It became thick and slow to the point of collapse.

At this moment, a touch of milky white moonlight cut through the cloud like a sharp sword.

When the ray of milky white moonlight shone down and the rippling shimmering light illuminated each other's faces, they saw two real eyes meet, as if blazing thunder and lightning were colliding, void suddenly burst into bursts of thunder.

The moonlight seemed to be some kind of signal, which opened the prelude to the fierce battle.

I saw that both of them were in agreement, like the athletes who heard the starting gun, their imposing manner poured out in an instant, with the most arrogant attitude, they pulled out a huge wave of wind and dragon, and rushed directly. towards each other.

“Roar—!”

I saw the primarch screaming in anger, and the billowing sound waves shattered the sky.

The flaming golden sword ripped apart the sky. An irresistible killing intent accompanied the sword. The primarch raised his sword to the top of his head with full strength and slashed forward with full strength.

Where the sword pressure passes, there is a dark, cold, murderous intention.

I saw a large stream of air being smashed into pieces by the fierce golden sword in a sharp wailing, divided into two like a split, and the void was all under this sword as far as the eye could see. on the verge of collapse , the sound of cracking silk and broken brocade continued.

The primarch slashed through the void with a sword, and the trembling murderous intention swept over.

But for some reason, the man was stunned for a moment, and then seemed a little dazed, subconsciously raised his hand in the sky and shook it.

weng!

The spirit particles of azure condense into a sword.

The moment the man holds the sword, the familiar feeling rises in the mind, as if thousands of hammers, hundred refinements cannot be forgotten, engraved in the memory of the bones, making him completely under the instinctive trend, Posing a posture of leaning over and drawing a knife.

He is good at knives.

In that case, let instinct tell him how to swing this blade.

Draw the knife, chop!

“Kendō・Yachiru・Yellow Springs!”

With the calm voice of the man, the sword of azure was pulled out from the abdomen, and it made a clear and high-pitched sound after rubbing against the air.

Chong——!

Blade cry is like a dragon roar, driving away the rolling dark curtain ahead.

But I saw a splendid blue light that was compressed to the extreme, like the dividing line between day and night, morning and dusk, in the most extreme form of tyranny and brutality, with unmatched sharpness and brutality. A golden sword burning with flames.

This blade, like Long Tengyuan breaking the sea, zoomed in at the moment of contact, blooming with incomparable brilliance.

Boom! ! !

The brilliance that blooms in an instant seems to reverse night into day.

The huge ruins of the Hydra base shook and collapsed between the rumbling vibrations, and a huge gap was torn in the center of the collision. The billowing smoke and dust shook like an Earth Dragon, and countless steel and rubble shot into the sky. Get up.

blade light is like the sea, destroying the city and breaking the ground, submerging everything.

But a violent roar suddenly interrupted the violent sound, and I saw the stalwart figure screaming wildly, smashing the blade light like a sea, and in the man's slightly shocked eyes, I actually grabbed the sword with my bare hands.

creak.....bang!

The five sturdy fingers suddenly exerted force, and the sword condensed by the spirit particles let out bursts of screams, and was finally crushed directly by him.

The man's eyes shrank slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "The power of this monster is so terrifying!"

Even a weapon made of spirit particles is much harder than a weapon. Tungsten steel, but this guy in front of him actually crushed a sword with a hardness comparable to that of tungsten steel when he held it with his bare hands. How much terrifying strength would it take?

It's too late, it's too soon.

At the moment when the man was stunned, the power armor that the Primarch wore in front of him, the violent and ferocious aura assaults the senses, such as the beast-like beast-like that chooses people to devour, the whole body muscle and bones vibrate. , a thunderous explosion erupted, and he stepped forward and clenched his fists.

One punch empties the surf, and the radius of 100 meters is almost a vacuum.

Even if it's just a hint of overflowing fist style, it can crush steel into mud.

This is a sign of the ultimate strength, and it is also the most complete interpretation of violence. Even void can't carry it, such a powerful and terrifying force can only collapse and collapse in the sound of lamentation, presenting a broken mirror-like scene.