Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

The Beginning of the Beauty Man: A Zanpakutō Chapter 1483 As You Wish

The thrown spear of Longinus soared to its limit in an instant.

Even Sleguert didn't know clearly, he just felt a scarlet light flashing past his eyeballs, and then the huge angel-like human-shaped luminous thing let out a shrill, high-pitched, and sharp scream.

Pooh!

The god-killing spear shot out from the body, its powerful and terrifying power remained undiminished, and it dug out a ravine with hundreds of thousands of feet in the void behind it.

For a moment, the vast clouds and space in the rear showed a broken and divided scene.

"He actually... wanted to kill that 'god'?!"

Watching all this, Sleguert was overwhelmed and shocked.

Could it be that his goal is not to 'create gods', but... to kill gods?

The moment this idea appeared, Sleguert himself felt that it was impossible. The other party had worked so hard to make such a big circle of the "God-making" plan, and it was about to succeed. There was no reason to kill it again!

But then, the clouds in the sky surged, the wind burst, and another shocking change broke out.

The 'angel' who was pierced by Longinus uttered a final wail in extreme pain.

Roar!

The huge roaring sound filled the mind like thunder.

Even in the half-god state of Isle Guert, he felt distracted and had a splitting headache, as if a big explosion had occurred in the depths of his soul, and his soul would be torn to pieces.

It was just a dying cry, but it seemed more violent and terrifying than any attack!

boom-! !

There seemed to be meteors exploding in the sky, and large pieces of thunder, fire and strong winds scattered in all directions.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like extremely gorgeous fireworks. After the collapse, the fire rain and meteors cut through the sky, and thousands of rays of light fell to the earth.

The storm rushed down like a waterfall, violent vibrations swept across the ice, and the indescribable pressure made Sleguert feel as if he was standing on a white dwarf star. Only by doing his best can he avoid being crushed into a puddle of flesh mud.

Suffocated, heavy, cold...

The trembling body under the heavy pressure seemed to be crying out overwhelmed.

The skin was cracked inch by inch, the bones were crackling, and the dense cracks were intertwined like spider webs. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a **** person, dripping with blood, extremely miserable.

Exhausting everything, burning the spirit, condensing the mind as one, squeezing out the energy in every cell.

In the end, Slegurt resisted.

The suffocating coercion that washed down like a catastrophe melted into nothingness in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Silence... dead silence.

There was no sound, as if it was forcibly stripped out, and the colorful world also lost its decoration at this moment.

The entire world, as far as the eye can see, is gray and white.

Pale, lifeless, dead, lonely... like a canvas that hasn't been painted.

Barely stabilizing his figure, the mind that had just been controlled, but when he looked up at the sky, another turbulent wave was set off. Tong Kong suddenly shrunk to a point, and his face twisted violently.

"He... really killed that 'god'!"

A luminous humanoid in the shape of a holy angel, nailed to death in mid-air by the spear of Longinus.

However, at the moment of dying, the angel-like human-shaped luminous thing put on a weird shape.

Her head was drooping, her arms were raised to the shoulders, and her legs were stretched out and crossed. The three rings that symbolize 'God' become more and more dazzling. Reflected by the twinkling light wheels that hang down, it looks like a huge...cross!

Under the crimson wheel of light reflected in the sky, there is a ring of gods as bright as the sun.

But in front of the circle of gods, in a gray, dead, colorless world, there is a sacred human-shaped cross, whose ineffable majesty and nobility make all things crawl and tremble.

That is... an 'art' that cannot be described in any color!

It is a beautiful picture that can't be created by gathering the past and future of all human beings, and it is the end that everything can't reach.

cross? !

Wait... Sleguert was taken aback suddenly, she seemed to have seen this 'picture' somewhere.

Without thinking, she remembered it the next moment.

"This is... the messiah... the crucifixion picture?!"

She couldn't control the trembling all over her body, and screamed out, her distorted face was full of shock.

"Why... on the small earth, there will be... gods from that era?!"

Heaven is a long history, so long that almost no one knows it.

No one knows when it collapsed. Only the few remaining ancient races know a little about this kingdom of God. It was a supreme kingdom of gods that once spanned infinite multiverses.

The earth is just a small remote planet in the Milky Way, with an extremely low level of civilization, yet there are traces of heaven!

It has to be said that this shocked Slegurt extremely.

However, her shock soon ended.

Because the 'Messiah' who was crucified suddenly gushed out a huge amount of blood from his chest, like a torrent that burst a bank, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, it poured down in an instant!

Boom...

The sea of ​​blood was raging, and in the blink of an eye, it flooded the entire planet.

Sleguert, who was forcefully poured with blood, coughed repeatedly, struggling to grab a piece of ice floe from the raging waves, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com panting and looking around, startled and frightened: "Damn it!" ...this blood...so weird!"

After being contaminated by this blood, the energy in her body seemed to be completely silent, completely unable to use it.

In other words, she is now an ordinary person.

"This **** thing, when... will it end!"

Slegurt, who was washed away by the **** flood, gritted his teeth and stuck his fingers deep into the ice floe, using all his strength to barely ensure that he would not be washed away.

Under her hard persistence, it didn't take long for the torrent to calm down.

Seizing the opportunity, Sleguert climbed onto the ice floes, looked around quickly, and found that the phantom had not been washed away, so he breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the situation in the sky.

The blood of the Messiah seemed to have drained dry, and cracks gradually spread from the position where the chest was penetrated.

Katsa! Katsa! Katsa!

There were bursts of crisp cracking sounds, and fragments of light spots continued to peel off from her body.

Soon, it didn't take long, after the light spots on the body surface peeled off, what remained was a quaint bronze door, exuding the sense of decay and vicissitudes left behind after countless years.

On the surface of the bronze door, there is a picture of the Passion of the Messiah just now.

The whole floating withered building seemed to be soaked in fresh blood, with clear crimson blood spots shed, and the majestic sacred power diffused.

Looking at the huge bronze gate that was drenched in blood, as if it had gone through countless cruel battlefields, and looked like a living thing, Lord's eyes showed a hint of sadness, and he sighed softly.

The future .

He walked slowly towards the door.

"As you wish... I, here I am."