Shirai brother of a certain science

Chapter 491: Son of God Executed!

In anyone's eyes, this is an unqualified execution.

The execution, which started at nine o'clock in the morning, was changed to nine o'clock in the evening.

The one who executed the Son of God turned out to be the right seat of the Christian God.

Most importantly, even the power that makes up the cross itself comes from the dragon veins of the East.

What kind of monster will be created by such execution?
Nobody knows.

The bloody filth condensed in mid-air, forming the appearance of a nail.

This is the nail condensed from the resentment above the dragon veins and the earth veins, and only it can nail the Son of God to the cross.

It was obviously a very critical moment, but Shirai didn't feel threatened for some reason.

Very strange.

Obviously before being tied to the cross, he still had the feeling of being stared at by wild beasts, but when he was about to be nailed to the cross, he calmed down instead.

The wind in the front raised the cross-shaped sledgehammer in his hand that was tied up with white cloth and wire. The white cloth strips were almost completely stained dark red by blood. When the evening wind blew, Shirai could even smell the stench on the sledgehammer. the taste of.

Under the control of the red silk thread, she smashed down hard.

With the special meaning of metal penetrating the flesh, she easily drove the bloody nail into Shirai's palm.

It's just that the metal ornaments on her face also bounced off as the nails were driven in.

The metal ornaments carried the flesh and blood of the wind ahead, and flew far away.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt.

Shirai even wondered if the bloody palm that was nailed to the cross was his own.

At this time, his soul seemed to have left this so-called physical body.

A new nail was formed, and the front wind repeated the previous action, raised the sledgehammer in his hand again, and knocked it down hard.

"Boom-"

His hands were nailed to the cross, and two lines of blood snaked up along the wound on his hands, reaching his chest.

Bloody ripples appeared, and a slightly quaint sword hilt protruded from his chest.

It seems to be struggling and unwilling to get out.

But those two lines of blood kept pressing on.

Until then, Shirai's face showed a trace of pain.

The red thread controlling the wind in front trembled slightly, because he understood that this meant that their years of hard work were about to succeed.

The wind ahead continues the tapping motion as new nails are formed.

Soon, Shirai's feet were also nailed to the cross.

So far the execution is over.

The sledgehammer fell to the ground with a clang, and the red silk thread broke away from Front Zhifeng's body. Because all the metal ornaments were bounced off, her face was almost devoid of complete skin.

But compared to the physical pain, as a Christian believer, she repeated the execution of the Son of God itself, which caused her almost a devastating blow.

This kind of blow is even stronger than the power of the artificial heaven.

If there is no accident, maybe she will never wake up again in this life.

On the pitch-black sky, all the dark clouds had dissipated, and the moon, which was a bit brighter than usual, was spreading its own light towards the white well.

Under the moonlight, the dark red blood line was converging towards his chest along the wound where Bai Jing was nailed to the cross.

With the efforts of these bloodlines, the sword in Shirai's body trembled more and more violently.

There is only one opportunity left, and the sword will completely break away from Shirai's body.

"So far. The execution is over."

Writing the last sentence in the air, Kami put away the quill in his hand.

She was on the roof not far from the "Execution Ground".

Standing here, she can clearly see the white well in the distance.

Also be able to understand everything that happened over there.

And all of this, just as written by her quill pen, is on the right track.

Standing behind her was not Gu Yue who used the red thread to control the wind ahead, nor was it Aia who had lost all her power on the land.

It was Feng Zhan Binghua.

"Do you have to do this?"

In a sense, Feng Zhan Binghua is Shirai's own daughter.

With the "soul" of an angel and the "body" of an angel, she even knows Shirai's identity better than Shirai herself.

Similarly, she also knew whether the girl in front of her who called herself Kami was lying to her.

Even so, she still hesitated.

"Don't ask me, judge for yourself."

Kami gave up his position, so that Fengzhan Binghua could observe Shirai's situation more conveniently.

The roof that had just rained was a little wet, Feng Zhan Binghua walked to the edge of the house, and pressed his hands on the railing.

Seeing Shirai's state, her slightly confused expression gradually became firm.

She crossed her hands over her chest in a gesture of prayer.

The next moment, a faint light gradually emerged from her hands.

The biggest difference from the original book is that Fengzhan Binghua is no longer in an unstable state that will disappear at any time like a projection.

She was drawn up by Shirai early on and endowed with consciousness and flesh.

So in a sense, she is a complete Wind Slash.

Without anyone's deliberate manipulation, she can perfectly lead out of the artificial heaven.

boom--

With Feng Zhanbing as the center, the dazzling light almost turned the entire night into day.

Even the lights of Academy City looked extremely dim under this light.

In the light, countless things similar to wings stretched out.

These wings look a bit hazy, but they are very solid when you look closely. The short ones are tens of meters long, and the long ones are hundreds of meters long. Just from the visual aspect, they can bring full pressure to people. .

They spread out in the sky to their heart's content, as if announcing their arrival to the whole world.

Even Kami couldn't help admiring this scene.

"It's a beautiful thing."

Yes, it is indeed very beautiful, but there are endless crises hidden under the beauty.

These seemingly harmless wings can actually tear apart the surrounding buildings easily, if it wasn't for the high altitude here, and Feng Zhan Binghua's intentional restraint.

With just this transformation, the surrounding buildings can be razed to the ground.

The wings gradually converged, and finally turned into several shrunken light beams, dancing slowly behind Feng Zhan Binghua.

And her long hair and pupils have long been replaced by divine gold.

Even above the head, there is an irregular ring floating there quietly.

Although she is still wearing the school uniform of Kirigaoka, no matter from which angle she looks at it, this girl named Kazaki Hiroka no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

Perhaps the title of angel is more suitable for her.

"Go, your god is there, waiting for your salvation."

Kami seems to have known the secret of Feng Zhan Binghua long ago, so he didn't show a surprised expression.

She pointed to Bai Jing who had already finished his execution in the distance, and said to Feng Zhan Binghua.

Feng Zhan Binghua didn't speak, the wings on her back shook slightly, and she slowly floated up.

Looking at Bai Jing, she took a deep breath, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

(End of this chapter)