Marvel With Zanpakuto

Mammon of Greed, the demon king one of the Seven Deadly Sins, was killed so easily.

From the moment when Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni was violent, to when Mamon was killed with a single sword, the interval was just a blink of an eye, and they didn't even have time to save them. The whole process was faster than imagined.

After all, who could have imagined it before?

The Demon King of the Seven Deadly Sins, who is in charge of one hell, and who reigns over billions of living beings, can't even withstand a single blow!

Could it be that Mammon, the greedy demon king, is too useless?

But this is obviously not the case. Even if Mammon is at the bottom of the demon kings in terms of strength, she is still the king of hell. If she is really that weak, how can she survive until now in the cruel competition in hell?

However, the shock of the demon kings did not last long.

boom!

Violent vibrations suddenly exploded, like thunder tearing through the sky.

The atmosphere in mid-air rippled, the violent wind visible to the naked eye spread, and a figure soared towards the eyes at extremely high speed.

Now that he has decided to fight quickly, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni will naturally not delay.

Swish——!

When the sword was drawn, the mighty fire was slashed out, and thousands of layers of strong wind were roaring.

At the same time, the scorching flames with tens of millions of degrees rushed in like a continuous angry wave, mixed with terrifying murderous intent, exuding a heavy and suffocating sense of oppression.

The blackened and withered blade cut through the scorching heat and pointed directly at one of the demon kings.

Samael's hole shrank suddenly, and through the fiery and violent flames, he saw the invincible figure very clearly.

And... a pair of eyes that are as fiery and divine as stars.

Suddenly, Samael felt that the old figure looked like a majestic sacred mountain. His body shook involuntarily, and he was briefly lost in thought.

But this brief absence of concentration caused her to fall into a huge dead end.

Before the black and dry blade even touched her skin, her blood was already boiling, as if she was about to be evaporated. Several cracks opened up, and her whole body felt like it was about to melt.

fear!

horrible!

The old man in front of me is the most powerful god of death in the Soul Society. He is worthy of being a person that even Mephisto must specifically warn.

But thinking about it, the problem still needs to be solved.

"I'm not that good-for-nothing Mammon!

! "

Samael let out a long roar, and grasped a red spear with his ferocious palm covered with scales.

He stabbed out with all his strength, and the terrifying force actually punched a 'hole' in the atmosphere.

boom!

The black and withered blade collided with the tip of the spear, and the two were like sparks hitting the earth, creating a huge fire like fireworks.

At the same time, there were also violent waves of air, as if angry waves were pouring down from the sky. Amidst the deafening roar, the hard ground more than a hundred meters away in the air was knocked out of countless cracks.

The terrifying force of the impact made Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni tremble, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

In the competition of strength, he was obviously no match for the opponent, so he immediately deflected the blade and brought the tip of the spear downward, removing most of the power, and then still took a few steps back before barely stopping.

Blood surged up in a breath, but he suppressed it forcefully.

"Pure power? Haha..."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni swung the blade, his breath returned to calmness, and he said calmly: "I have never encountered this type of enemy in a thousand years."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni felt uncomfortable, and Samael didn't take advantage of it at all.

Although it was suppressed by strength, the tens of millions of degrees of flames and the residual fire sword were not just decorations.

"Ahhhhh..."

Samael roared angrily, and blood spurted out from his body like flames, and he just extinguished the flames of the residual fire sword.

In just a few seconds, more than 80% of the demon king's skin had been burned clean, revealing the bloody charred skin inside.

"You bastards, are you still watching the show over there?!"

Samael finally got rid of the flames, and his face became extremely ugly: "If we don't unite more, this old guy... can kill us all by himself!"

This sentence is not to scare them, but comes from the sincerity.

After just a brief encounter, Samael understood why Mephisto positioned this old guy as one of the five most difficult enemies in this invasion war.

With a weak human soul, it has actually touched the edge of 'diversity'.

Although it only touched a little, it was enough to deal with these demon kings.

Leviathan and Beelzebub looked at each other, obviously seeing the old man's strength and knowing the stakes, so they no longer hesitated and rushed forward, surrounding Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni. .

Three versus one, the originally favorable situation suddenly became confusing again.

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's expression remained unchanged, but his heart became more solemn. Holding the residual fire sword in his hand, he exhaled a breath of white air and raised his spiritual pressure to the peak. He no longer had any intention of retaining his strength.

At the same time, the battle on the other side of the boundary gate was gradually coming to an end.

Hitsugaya Toshiro, whose twelve ice flowers withered, entered the state of a perfect youth, and used Shikakai Ice as a finishing move to completely freeze the original demon Nigel.

But using this move also caused Hitsugaya Toshiro to exhaust his spiritual pressure and kneel on the ground panting.

The appearance of the residual fire sword greatly suppressed his swastika.

Before the moisture in the atmosphere was completely evaporated, he tried his best to defeat a demon king. The remaining demon king, whose skin was red and like a bloody skinned demon, sitting in front of the door, was still unscathed.

"Not bad, very good, mortal."

Cytorak sat on the throne made of blood, holding his chin in one hand, looking down with lowered eyes, and praised: "I was a little surprised that I was able to defeat Nigel."

"Next...it's your turn!" Hitsugaya Toshiro held the knife and stared at her persistently.

Although there was not much spiritual pressure and physical strength left, he still raised the sword and pointed it at the blood-red demon on the throne.

"Ah......"

Cytorak sneered, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, laughing at the ignorance and arrogance of the humans in front of him.

Boom!

!

Without any words, Hitsugaya Toshiro squeezed the limit and burst out the final spiritual pressure.

The air of frost swept around like a storm. Although it was suppressed by the high temperature of the residual fire sword, it seemed to sense the master's wishes. With the blessing of his will, Hyōrinmaru temporarily ignored the impact of the high temperature.

The temperature dropped sharply in an instant, returning to the cold winter.

Kick!

Hitsugaya Toshiro suddenly kicked the ground with his left foot, and the ice wings condensed on his back.

"Swastika—Daigurren Hyōrinmaru!"

In the second swastika release, Hitsugaya Toshiro ignored the cracks in the Hyōrinmaru in his hand and poured all the remaining spiritual pressure into it. His whole body merged with the ice and snow, turning into a giant dragon and rushing towards Cytorak.

"Dragon! Sha! Fight!"

A roaring ice dragon flapped its wings, whipping up the cold wind as sharp as a blade, and flew straight towards its enemy.

Wherever it passed, even time and space were frozen into ice, leaving behind a huge glacier.

When the tip of the knife was about to touch Cytorak, the demon king, second only to Lucifer and Mephisto, had a sneer on his face, and then blew out a breath.

"Huh~"

A gentle breath, but it was like the power of heaven and earth erupting when the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.

The entire time and space was distorted at this moment. The ice dragon, which was struck with the will to die, condensed Hitsugaya Toshiro's last spiritual pressure and Hyōrinmaru's full power, was like a withered leaf, instantly falling apart. .

Hitsugaya Toshiro flew backwards, his ice wings shattered inch by inch, and his Zanpakutō was broken into thousands of pieces.

Cytorac still maintained her chin position with one hand, and the teasing and mocking look in her eyes became stronger, as if what she had just done was just blowing away flying mosquitoes.

With just one move, Hitsugaya Toshiro was defeated, and the gap was astonishing.

"It's so boring..."

The Demon King was bored, looking at the heated Jingling Court, and curled his lips: "It seems to be very lively over there, tsk... If I had known this, I might as well have gone there instead."

Just as she was thinking wildly, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the space-time in front of her.

"Um?"

Cyttorak's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the crack.

Tsk!

The dark crack gradually expanded, as if torn open by some force, revealing a huge black cavity.

Immediately afterwards, several figures walked out from inside.