Marvel With Zanpakuto

Seal the authority of God?

This... how is this possible? !

Lorde was shocked at first, and then he couldn't help but raise his eyes and re-evaluate the daughter he identified as the first thought that came to his mind was that it was impossible to achieve.

Even if the enemy they face is a still incomplete God, but His authority is absolutely beyond human beings to shake!

Not to mention whether Nexia's Zanpakutō has the function of sealing the divine power, the fundamental difference between the two is enough to turn all efforts into bubbles.

Although he didn't know the origin of Nexia, he could clearly perceive his daughter's spiritual pressure, which was roughly equivalent to an ordinary captain's level, that is, only about the third level.

And he just used the spiritual pressure in the atmosphere to save, and used the King of Destruction as a carrier, blessed by the power of the two sacred words, the destructive power that burst out in an instant, is comparable to the strength of the first-class spiritual pressure!

Even so, he was unable to defeat the incomplete god, let alone the third-level spiritual pressure? The battle between the gods of death is the battle between the Reiatsu, and the same applies to the gods.

When the power gap between the two sides is almost as huge as the latitude, any tricks used are just a drop in the bucket, and the arm is the car.

Just as after stepping into the level of transcendence, Aizen crushed many gods of death, and the latter could not even feel his spiritual pressure and existence, as if there was a huge gap across a latitude!

Nexia saw through Lorde's worries, pursed her white and dry lips, and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, father, please believe me, although there is a big gap between each other, this is exactly what I am living with the floating body. meaning."

Looking at Nexia's firm eyes, Lord pondered for a moment, and decided to trust his daughter once. After all, there was no other way, so he nodded slightly and said, "I can still save my last strength, what do I need to do? with you?"

"The power of the god of death alone cannot destroy the god of incompleteness." Nexia turned to the blazing angel beside him, a strong emotion surged in his eyes, but soon disappeared, and slowly said: "Only you ...can give my father the power to destroy darkness and evil, and bring light back into the world."

This kid...

Why does it give me a very familiar feeling, and it seems to have the breath of heaven?

Michael looked at the girl in front of him, and his calm heart suddenly rippled, as if some kind of special emotion was surging.

Lord did not notice the difference between the two because of the angle, but felt a deep confusion about Nexia's proposal: "She can't use the Seraph Wings, how can she give me to break the darkness, What about the power of the present light?"

"No...there is another way!"

Nexiadan opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath, stared at Michael intently, and said word by word, "Are you willing to enter into the ancient heaven contract with my father and become his guardian angel from now on? "

Heaven Contract? Guardian Angel?

For this series of nouns, Lorde was in a fog, with question marks floating in his mind.

However, Michael's expression became a bit intriguing, with a hint of doubt in the complexity, his emerald green eyes rippled, and he stared at Nexia in silence.

Lord frowned, his eyes wandered between the two women, feeling that this so-called guardian angel contract might not be that simple.

"Do you... know the meaning of guardian angels?" With a strand of golden hair hanging down, Michael's soft eyes suddenly changed, exuding a strong sense of oppression, as if in front of interrogation man of.

"I know...but there is no choice.

"

Nexia bit her lip, and her voice was slightly low: "This is the only way to stop the coming of the Incomplete God."

Michael was silent, neither agreeing nor rejecting, and those gem-like green eyes seemed to be even deeper.

Through those pure eyes, it seemed as if you could see a quiet flowing river, which shone like stars.

She...still hesitating.

After all, if a contract is really made, it means that she has made a choice and put her last hope on this man.

hum-

At this moment, the mutation intensified!

The trembling earth continued to crack and shatter, revealing a huge ravine, and endless gray mist seeped out from below, waving like a tide, gradually rising to the sky.

As the gray haze filled the area, the God of Incompleteness slowly opened five fingers, and hundreds of millions of dazzling rays of light bloomed from the palm of his hand. Among them, you can vaguely see the hazy phantoms of countless stars and spheres. Slowly turn the inside of one finger.

Just like holding the entire universe, time and space are intertwined, setting off a wave of surging power, which spreads out in all directions, and sprinkles the sky with billions of brilliance.

The space is like crumpled paper, showing a twisted and folded scene, and the time within this area shows a state of chaos and disorder.

What is chaos, disorder?

Things that have been destroyed or disappeared from the timeline now reappear under the influence of brilliance, and superimpose the two states of destruction and restoration, repeating the process from birth to death constantly!

Time neither moves forward nor backward, but moves back and forth in 'jumps', resulting in today's bizarre sight.

Newcastle, which was restored in one second, will be destroyed again in the next second;

Wilbur Whatley, who was resurrected one second ago, had a smug smile on his face before it could bloom, and the next second it turned into a dry bone;

The tens of thousands of ordinary people who suddenly appeared in the last second thought they were resurrected, and the next second they were thrown into the slaughter factory and experienced the painful torture all over again.

In the chaotic jumping time, the gray mist gathered billions of radiance, and gradually projected and constructed a bronze portal in the palm of the incomplete god.

"Time is running out......."

Nexia bit her lip tightly, and the vision of the future appeared in her mind, trying to control herself not to be so afraid, looking at the hesitant Michael, she suddenly opened her mouth and read out a paragraph, the tone fluctuated greatly, and it was quite awkward Weird language.

Michael's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a bit of surprise and confusion on his face. This bizarre language was actually the Enoch language she was familiar with!

Enoch is the language of angels.

Although some magicians who are talented and favored by angels can understand and understand the meaning, they cannot use this language, and any human being is no exception, even the supreme mages.

The fact that a human being could speak the Enochian language is strange enough in itself.

And what Nexia said, made the chief of the blazing angel even more shocked, and fell directly into a deep silence.

"as you wish......"

After a moment of silence, Michael finally made up his mind and slowly stood up from the ground.

step~

step~

step~

The holy Seraphim wings slowly unfolded, and Michael looked solemn and solemn, exuding unparalleled holiness like an exiled immortal detached from this world.

A pair of feet that were crystal clear and jade-like, stepping on a dirty road full of dust, but not stained with any dirt, walked towards Lord step by step.

next moment.

The distance between the two is almost zero.

The tip of the nose is lingering with the special aroma of angels. It is impossible to tell what the smell is, but it is inexplicably reassuring.

Under Lord's dazed and cramped expression, Michael's cheeks flushed slightly, as if he had made up a certain determination in his heart, bit his lip and suddenly stood on tiptoe, so that the lips of the two directly touched Together.

A soft voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Along with the brilliant light that bloomed, pieces of pure white feathers fell from the sky.

"The Father is above...

In the name of St. Michael!

With the man in front of him, Lord Carr made an ancient vow to heaven and became his guardian angel from then on.

Love what he loves, think what he thinks.

Bear the pain for him and endure the suffering.

Whether poor or rich, whether humble or noble;

Whether in troubled times, or rejected by God.

I will fight for him with my sword drawn and my wings closed for him.

Never give up, until eternity! "