The Sealer of the Sword

After crying the archangel Metatron grass a few hundred times, go find that woman.

Thinking like this, when he found that the woman did not reply, as if trying to avoid another conversation with him, Yan Ye sank his eyes and looked back at the archangel Metatron suspended in mid-air.

He turned the small dagger in his hand, and when he stopped, the small dagger in his hand was gone.

Instead, it was the Zanpakutō that was gently caressed on his waist at that moment, picked up from there and held in his hand.

Stepping on the toes lightly, the figure disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it appeared in the air dozens of meters away.

As soon as it appeared, the feathers shot from the front had already touched the eyes.

He didn't want to hide at all, he turned his wrist directly, and waved toward the big feather that touched in front of him—

With a click-like sound, those big feathers flew away in all directions at a [-]-degree angle in an instant, wearing a shattered outfit.

Some of the fragments flew directly and hit Archangel Metatron's body.

The result sounded, but it was a dull voice.

The indifferent pure white body, like hitting solid concrete, neither cracks nor dents, showing how hard it is.

I don't know if the second form of Archangel Metatron has only one attack method. From the beginning to now, only the huge feathers shot from its huge four wings have attacked Yan Ye. .

But as I said just now, it's too weak - and, after abandoning the attack method of the mortal's stalking and chasing after you, the second form of Archangel Metatron is not even that troublesome with the laser.

and so.

While dodging the feather that was shooting in the face, while constantly using the instant approach in the direction of the Archangel Metatron, Yan Ye was even thinking about what Zanpakutō to use to kill it in his spare time.

But before that—

The structure of structural matter flashed past Yan Ye's eyes until it completely covered the huge body of the archangel Metatron in the distance, turning it into an appearance composed entirely of data and transparent structures.

A huge dazzling bright spot appeared on the head of Archangel Metatron.

Brain again?

When he couldn't help but feel this way in his heart, Yan Ye had once again been an empty cicada, walking a half-hundred distance and directly in front of Archangel Metatron.

However, Archangel Metatron's body is so big that when Yan Ye stood in the air only ten meters away from Archangel Metatron, facing its spherical head——

It was almost impossible to see anything other than its head, because only the huge head was in sight.

Then, when Yan Ye used Eagle Eye again to see where the bright spot was on this huge head—

Countless small holes appeared on the head of the tall body with a diameter of seven meters.

Immediately afterwards, the numerous small holes in Archangel Metatron's round head flew out sharp spiral bullets like a conch.

Then, with a cracking sound like a machine gun, the spirals were fired in all directions.

That dense and dense, instantly made Yan Ye's intensive phobia committed.

Feeling like being scratched by a cat in her heart, Yan Ye ripped off Hawkeye directly, stretched out her fingertips with a flicker, and let the huge scarlet beam of light stick directly to the Archangel Metatron at that moment. Yan Ye's mood improved a little when he covered all those countless small holes on his face.

With the violent roar of the phantom flashes, the sharp spiral bullets that were shot out like conch shells were all wiped out, and then the scarlet beam of light directly smeared the face of Archangel Metatron.

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I have a dense phobia and then see that it was originally a ball, and then the ball was instantly filled with dense holes, and there were things popping out of the holes.

Damn that shit, Yan Ye really doesn't know what language to use to describe his mood just now.

As if being scratched by a cat, and as if being bitten by thousands of ants, that kind of feeling that makes your scalp numb and goosebumps all over your body, Yan Yeke never wants to see it again.

The second time I saw it, I flattened it with cement!

then.

After the virtual flash called Archangel Metatron directly, Yan Ye heard Archangel Metatron's mourning for the first time.

The scream that seemed to be called directly into the eyes with sand made Yan Ye feel so happy.

Then--

【Ugh...】

The voice of that honey juice woman appeared again.

So, I'm playing Archangel Metatron, what are you screaming at there?

Ignoring the woman again, Yan Ye raised his eyes and waited until the scarlet light dissipated, and the dark-faced archangel Metatron was revealed again—

Yan Ye found something.

Because Archangel Metatron's entire head is now completely dark, the strange horns protruding from the top of his round head are too conspicuous.

After all, if there is a touch of white in the black, anyone will pay attention to it.

But it was too small, so small that Yan Ye would not have noticed it at all if it weren't for it.

Is there a weakness there?

No.

No.