The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Abel is alive!

He didn't come out from under the ruins, but chose to be resurrected directly!

And after this resurrection, some kind of fluctuations emanating from Abel's surroundings can already affect the material universe.

"Now let's talk about the second point..."

Cain's face remained normal, as if he hadn't seen it, and continued: "Abel's second ability is to summon many magical weapons that were once forged by Akkad from the subspace that belongs to him alone. You want...

..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person in the sarcophagus.

"Lord——!!!"

A roar long enough to penetrate cracked gold and stone followed the billowing air waves.

Even though it has been silent for thousands of years, the hatred has not diminished by half. Now, with the swift and strong wind, it bursts into flames like a fire battle.

I have never seen such strong murderous intent.

The temperature of the entire hall seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees, and the air was cutting across the skin like a knife. The hairs all over the body stood up in shock, and the nerves in the cerebral cortex were beating crazily, issuing an early warning of extreme danger.

Boom!

The sound waves exploded, like thunder rushing across the earth, echoing in the bronze hall.

The space near Abel suddenly seemed to be squeezed by some force, collapsing to the center area to the extreme. Then at the moment of explosion, a violent figure disappeared, and terrifying air waves moved with it, and everything in all directions seemed to be

It was like a earthquake, with countless dense cracks all over it.

Just like the devil breaking free from his shackles and rushing from purgatory to the world.

With a strong killing intent, like an extremely sharp heavenly knife, it rolls up layers of cracks from top to bottom, all the way through!

"cut--!"

The sound of the word "zhan" is like a thunderstorm exploding.

The dark, thick blade directly split open the space, and struck at Lord's head with an unstoppable attitude.

Holy text: twists and turns!

Any enemy detected by 'instinct' will have all attacks deflected, even if they are invisible to the eyes.

After activating the holy text, Abel's blade brushed against Lord and struck directly on the bronze floor tile.

boom!!!

The terrifying sword light spread like an ocean, covering the entire bronze hall.

An abyss-like spatial rift extends from Lord's side from small to large, arranged like a chasm and canyon.

"Fire Finger·Hot Hell!"

There was a coldness in Lord's eyes, and he raised his palms like knives and put his four fingers together, accumulating extremely scorching heat: "I'm sorry, I haven't finished asking yet, please die again."

Four fingers pierced out like lightning and hit Abel's chest.

Boom!

The swirling cone-shaped flames penetrated Abel's body like arrows.

The intense and high-heat flame is no less than a sharp blade, turning into a demon that devours all life, burning everything in its path.

Abel's figure was wrapped in flames and twisted into a ball of dark ashes.

"Continuing with the topic just now..."

Lord waved his hand, turned his gaze to Cain, and asked: "What do I want from the magic weapon forged by Akkad?"

Cain's eyelids twitched hard, as if he didn't expect that Abel would be killed again so quickly. After calming down, he said: "The magic weapon forged by Akkad can seal...

.Something, and you are a part of it.”

"Could certain things refer to me, right?" Lord's eyes moved slightly, aware of Cain's words.

It is very interesting that Cain uses the word "thing" to describe him.

Although I don't know if it was an unintentional move on his part, Lord himself is more inclined to the latter.

As if he noticed the mistake in wording, Cain added: "Well...actually it's those guys. Now you should understand who I am referring to."

"So, Abel is related to those guys?" Lord asked the most critical question.

"No...it doesn't matter." Cain shook his head painfully and said complicatedly: "It should be said that it doesn't have much to do with it. At least it has nothing to do with those guys."

"So, how do I defeat Him?"

Lord stared at the sarcophagus, and he could feel that a more violent life was brewing inside.

"Push Him to the limit..."

Cain's eyes were deep, reflecting some past nostalgia, and finally he said softly: "Kill him again and again, and use different methods each time until he reaches the limit and can no longer be strengthened. This will give him an opportunity to defeat him."

will appear."

"Can't you destroy the sarcophagus first?"

Lord stared at the black sarcophagus and asked: "If the sarcophagus is destroyed in advance, He will not be able to be resurrected, right?"

"You can try it, but don't get your hopes up."

Cain shook his head and said: "The sarcophagus is the crystallization of Akkadian's highest technology. It is made from the remains of our mother 'Eve'. Even Michael and Lucifer cannot destroy that sarcophagus."

boom!

The black sarcophagus in the pool shook suddenly, and a violent figure suddenly jumped dozens of meters.

Needless to say, the violent figure was naturally Abel, but Lord also noticed that the gap between the last resurrection and the resurrection seemed to be slightly delayed this time.

"Lord!!!"

Still full of hatred and killing intent, Abel twisted his body, put his feet on the bronze dome, and used the force to dive down.

call!

In the midst of the hurricane, Abel's five fingers suddenly pinched together, and the air made a crackling and exploding sound. A certain aura surged to the extreme, directly distorting the nearby space, just like a meteor crashing into the earth, smashing through layers of air obstructions.

This punch condensed all his power.

The fierce and violent fist intention, blessed by the breath of distorting space, seemed to swallow up everything in its path.

In the eyes of Lord and Cain, Abel's figure had disappeared.

But what replaced it was a blazing meteor, carrying violence and destruction. It was like the meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs millions of years ago, dragging invisible mighty air waves and tearing the space into a tunnel visible to the naked eye.

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"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!!!"

Just like the deepest night falling, darkness covers everything in sight.

In a daze, Lord smelled a severe crisis, as well as a violent murderous intention that exploded like a volcano and was as hot as substance.

The next moment, a shocking roar echoed through the hall!

Rumble——!

The turbulent air flow poured in like a flood, and the violent air waves rolled and undulated.

Shock waves visible to the naked eye roared and spread violently in all directions in a circular shape. Even Cain was knocked back dozens of meters, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the bronze, causing a burst of sparks.

The indescribably vast air wave, after reaching its peak, shattered hundreds of meters nearby.

The bronze floor tiles in the main hall of the Akkadian ruins were plowed into countless criss-cross ravines by the strong wind, as if they had been ravaged by a storm of swords.

Centered around the fight between the two, several hundred meters nearby were in dilapidated condition.

Cain was worried, and as soon as he stood upright, he immediately turned his attention to the battlefield.

Lord's chest was suddenly penetrated by Abel's punch. Blood dripped down the arm, and bright flowers were smashed on the broken bronze floor tiles.

A ferocious smile appeared on Abel's face, as if the fire of hatred had been reduced.

On the contrary, there was a look of surprise on Cain's face. He was not worried about Lord because he always felt... something strange.

In fact, you can tell it from the expression on Lord's face.

It was obvious that he was the one who was seriously injured, but there was a strange curve on the corner of his lips that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"That's right, this trick looks pretty good."

A flash of admiration flashed in Lord's eyes, and he encouraged: "Please continue to work hard next time, the holy text... is completely anti-establishment!"