The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Seeing another demon king fall, the remaining two demon kings were horrified.

"Damn it, that bastard Mephisto isn't feeling well yet?!" Samael was frightened and angry, like a mouse seeing a cat. He tried his best to stay away from the scary old man, for fear that he would leave if he was too slow.

Following in the footsteps of Zebul and Mammon.

Leviathan moved its bulky and bulky body, trying to escape from the blade of the residual fire sword.

However, his body was too big, bloated, and heavy. He was easily caught up by Yamamoto Genryuzai, and in the panic, he got a few deep wounds, and almost died.

"Samael, don't leave me alone, come and help me!"

As soon as Leviathan called for help, the deadly blade behind him struck again.

"Ahhhh..."

The sword blade wrapped in powerful flames easily cut through his thick skin and burned large pieces of flesh and blood to ashes.

Leviathan's painful screams fell into Samael's ears. Instead of turning back to rescue him, the latter speeded up. He didn't care about the life or death of his companions behind him, and just wanted to get away from the terrifying old man as soon as possible.

"Ahhh... Samael! How dare you betray me!!!"

Leviathan cursed desperately, mustered up the last bit of courage, and turned around and slammed into Yamamoto Genryusai.

Sensing that the giant whale was attacking with a fatal intention, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni not only did not take half a step back, but instead showed a touch of disdain on his face: "The idea is good, but unfortunately... it was the wrong choice.

opponent."

Feeling the terrifying heat wave rising behind him, almost roasting his skin, and the brief yet rapid scream.

Samael's heart was filled with fear, and he didn't dare to look back, let alone slow down even half a minute.

"Mephisto, are you okay over there?!" Lan

He called over and over again, but there was no response.

"It's been taking too long..." Samael was sweating coldly. Everything should not have been like this.

According to Mephisto's plan, they would not stay in Soul Society for too long and the battle would be over soon. However, it ended up being delayed for several hours until their power weakened.

The strength of these demon kings is related to the region in which they are located.

Even if demon kings like Mephisto, Cytorak, and Nigel are strong, if they leave hell for a long time, their own strength will continue to weaken until they become vulnerable.

Depending on their strength and authority, the time of decline will vary.

For example, most demon kings of the Seven Deadly Sins can last less than a few hours at most. In some cases, depending on the intensity of the battle, it may even be shorter.

This is a 'covenant' made by God in ancient times. Unless the power is stronger than God, no one can violate it.

In other words, the longer it takes, the more detrimental it will be to them.

Although Mephisto sacrificed the blood of tens of millions of creatures in advance to temporarily summon a part of the hell projection, which extended the 'time limit' of the demon kings in disguise, as the battle gradually became more intense, the replenishment of power gradually failed to keep up with the consumption.

On the contrary, although Soul Society began to suffer heavy losses, they were beaten so hard that they were unable to fight back.

But as time went by and the spiritual power in Soul Society continued to be replenished, the Shinigami gradually began to gain the upper hand.

The most obvious one is Cytorak. From being calm and leisurely at the beginning, he gradually became more strenuous, until he was suppressed by the three blades working together, and was forced to a desperate situation.

Just when Cytorak was about to be unable to hold on anymore, he finally waited for the signal.

They saw a bloody beam of light penetrating the sky and the earth, and at the same time, Mephisto's voice also reached their ears.

"Come on!"

In an instant, Cytorak burst out with energy and forced the three blades back.

The space was distorted and the surrounding scenery gradually became blurred.

When Ulquiorra noticed the abnormality, his expression changed slightly and he shouted: "No, he's going to run away!"

"Don't even think about running away!!!"

Balegang stepped out with one step, and the giant skull ax fell into the wind.

At the last second, Cytorak distorted the space and teleported into the bloody light pillar.

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Soul King Palace, Omotesando.

There are many corridors on the left and right sides, and the sea of ​​clouds is billowing in all directions. At the end is a white jade stone staircase that leads directly to the sky.

After crossing seventy-two void barriers, Mephisto arrived at the Soul King's Palace first.

He didn't care about admiring the scenery here. He knew that his time was limited, so he had to hurry up and secure this only passage before being discovered by others, and summon the rest of the people over as soon as possible.

After a while, Cytorak and Samael finally appeared.

Both of them looked miserable, one more miserable than the other, especially Cytorak, who only had one arm left. It turned out that when he was escaping just now, he was accidentally entangled by Bailegang and was hit by an ax on the arm.

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The power of decay spread smoothly, and in order to save his life, Cytorak had no choice but to cut off his arm to survive.

"Time is running out."

Mephisto ignored their miserable situation and looked up at the stone steps to the sky: "I can feel it, he is there."

Although they were angry at Mephisto, due to the overall situation, the two demon kings still suppressed their anger: "Then what are you waiting for?" Lan

With that said, the three demon kings stepped into Omotesando.

However, just when the footsteps of hell were about to invade this pure land, three noble and sacred figures floated down, accompanied by the holy light falling like raindrops and the beautiful sound of drums and flutes.

Six pure wings spread out, and a powerful blazing white halo spread with a sweeping force.

boom!

The demon kings who had just taken a step forward were forced back by the blazing white halo and fell into the sea of ​​clouds.

When the turbulent air waves dissipated, a sword-shaped flame was seen cutting through the sky, directly in front of the demon kings, carving a clearly visible chasm in the void between the sea of ​​clouds and the shrine.

"Those who cross the line...die." Lan

The gentle voice was filled with endless majesty.

The temperature of the flames was not very high, at least in Samael's opinion, it was far less terrifying than the old man's flames. But none of them dared to move, as if their whole bodies were stiff, they stood there blankly.

"Archangel...Michael!"

Mephisto's face was gloomy, and his scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent: "As expected, you are all here!"

The three noble figures falling from the sky are headed by the Archangel of Heaven and the Judgment Angel Gabriel.

"Mephisto, Samael, Cytorak..."

Gabriel's pure white eyes swept over one after another, and said indifferently: "There is another person, let him come out, don't hide it." Lan

As the words fell, a figure slowly appeared from Mephisto's shadow.

The moment that figure appeared, the spiritual energy around him seemed much heavier, the light seemed to be obscured and dim, and an indescribable evil aura filled the air.

"We meet again, Lucifer Morningstar."

The leader, Archangel Gabriel, looked at the man with a complicated expression.

He was once one of the most perfect angels, able to serve God side by side with Michael, commanding one-third of the angels, and the most brilliant, dazzling, and noble star in heaven!

But now, this once dazzling star has degenerated into a synonym for sin and evil.

The wings of the Seraph, which symbolized the sacredness, also lost their pure white and clean atmosphere. Instead, they were an extremely deep pitch black color, full of the violent energy of sin and destruction.

The dirty asphalt dripped along the ends of the wings, paving a long road wherever he walked.

Every time the soles of the feet hit the ground, the asphalt burned the white ground, sending up bursts of black smoke, emitting an unbearable burnt smell. And the unique smell of sulfur from hell slowly filled the air along with the black smoke.

"Sure enough, you finally chose...to side with him."

Lucifer's expression was unusually calm and he didn't seem surprised by the three archangels standing in front of him.

"It's time for this tragedy that has lasted for thousands of years to come to an end."

After saying this, Lucifer took steps towards the three archangels.

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