The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

God has arrived!

The sky and the earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

A force that could not be expressed in words suddenly struck out from the depths of the earth, causing the already broken earth to be completely torn apart by this extreme violence again.

Although this city is not famous, it still has a lot of history. Under this devastating blow from heaven and earth, it has completely turned into a post-apocalyptic scene.

However, this is just the beginning!

As a god comes to the world, how can he not have a welcome ceremony that matches his status?

Rumble!!!

Volcanic ash accumulates in the clouds, and the particles visible to the naked eye form giant clouds, which are stirred and rotated by invisible hands, just like the mouth of an abyss swallowing the world.

The magma spewing out from the depths of the earth's veins was lifted up by the huge impact and rushed straight into the clouds. Then it shattered and exploded into a gorgeous ring of fire. It also cut through the atmosphere like falling meteors, leaving behind

There are countless traces of red, as if they are gorgeous fireworks presented for the coming of the gods.

Following the red tracks drawn by countless 'fireworks' as they fell, the huge and intimidating arms were reflected bit by bit in the pupils of Lord and Michael.

That deathly gray pale arm, as if it was the pillar of heaven and earth that stood in the ancient mythical era. Even if it has been washed away by the long river of time after eternity, its ancient atmosphere, decay and vicissitudes of life cannot be erased.

The feeling arises spontaneously.

Although it is far away from the arm, because it is so large, even an ordinary person can clearly and intuitively see its surface structure!

Countless gray carapaces that resemble fish scales are densely packed and arranged in reverse directions, spread all over the surface of the arm, so from a distance, it gives the impression of a deathly pale color.

Those scaly, dead-gray carapaces undulated with very small amplitudes, releasing some kind of light gray substance as they opened and closed, as if there was some kind of creature hiding underneath, breathing rhythmically.

During the gap between the opening and closing of the gray scales, Lord concentrated his spiritual power on his eyes, thereby improving his vision to an astonishing level. He penetrated the volcanic ash mist of volatile magma like an eagle and saw the things hidden under the scales.

But after seeing it, he was surprised...or should I say it was strange. What was hidden under those gray carapace scales was not the disgusting things he imagined.

It's neither sticky tentacles like an octopus, nor hundreds of thousands of dead heads, nor a yellowing and pus-oozing colloid tumor. In short, it has nothing to do with anything that can be described as disgusting.

Under the gray-black scaly carapace, there are densely arranged dark holes one after another, as dense as barnacles, as if they have been eaten and hollowed out by some kind of creature, even more disgusting than the tentacles!

These barnacle-like holes are of various sizes and shapes, and are arranged in a compact and dense manner. It looks like there are countless empty eyes, silently watching you through those holes.

"wqnmd!"

Lord's scalp suddenly became numb and he immediately looked away, but his whole body still felt like it was electrified and he was trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Even people without intensive fear will feel extremely uncomfortable when seeing such a dense and large number of holes, which look like deep black pupils.

If you are someone who lives by the sea, you may be able to understand this feeling better. If you go to a rock wall or reef on the seaside, you can almost see barnacles covering it.

Just imagine...

How would you feel if the number of these barnacles were suddenly magnified hundreds of thousands of times and appeared densely in front of your eyes? This visually striking picture alone is enough to make anyone suffering from

The man with trypophobia died on the spot.

The essence of disgust will not disappear, it will only change from one form to another - the law of conservation of disgust, by: Lord Carr.

After forcibly looking away, Lord suddenly felt a surge of warmth, and a melodious hymn and prayer sounded in his ears.

The ethereal and melodious female voice, like the sound of nature, instantly overwhelmed the crazy murmurs, and caused the nerve-tearing pain in his mind to be invisibly relieved to a great extent.

Without those crazy murmurs, Lord finally got rid of the stiffness of his limbs. Looking back, he saw Michael clasping his hands in front of his chest, like a holy praying girl in the church, and the sacred prayer song came from her mouth.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out from the angel's beautiful face, and the long golden hair scattered on the ground had been wetted into locks by the sweat. The perfect emerald green eyes like gems were visible to the naked eye.

state of exhaustion.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

Sweat beads gathered on the cheeks and chin, drew a stunning arc, and finally flowed on the dirty ground, gradually moistening the thick dust.

In order to help him resist the crazy murmurs, the Seraph was under a lot of pressure, and judging from her current state, it was obviously impossible to sustain it for too long!

Lord analyzed the current situation in his mind and found that the situation was not optimistic, and it had reached a critical point!

Judging from the shape of the arm, Wilbur Whateley's summoning ritual cannot be said to be completely successful.

The Transformation of Five Dragons should have an effect, at least destroying the spirits in the area, making the summoning ceremony incomplete. Only a part of it was summoned in time, and the evil god's coming ceremony was still a little short of the mark.

In other words...

This is their last chance!

If he doesn't take advantage of this period of time to find a way to completely destroy that terrifying arm or the summoning ritual, the moment the angel's voice disappears, he will be attacked by that crazy murmur again, so that he can't even mobilize his spiritual power!

Recalling the crazy raving, Lord couldn't help but feel a little scared. If he was alone, he might not be able to solve the problem.

"quick......"

"I...can't hold on...for...long!"

The angelic girl's prayers were gradually declining, and the crazy murmurs were coming back, echoing faintly in her ears.

Lord understood that the situation was critical and he could no longer think about it. He had to get rid of the incomplete body of the evil god as soon as possible!

call--

The huge palm slowly spread out, the clouds and mist were rippled, the roaring air flow roared high in the sky, the five twisted fingers of different shapes seemed to hold the entire sky in the palm of their hands, even the rays of the sun,

Everything became dim at this moment.

"You can only use it..."

Lord suddenly took a long breath, then exhaled all the air in his lungs, raised his hand and pressed it on the ground, and the spiritual pressure in his body surged again, pouring out as if it was free of money!

Rumble…

A huge spear that was a hundred meters high suddenly broke out from the shaking ground. At the top was a huge blade that was shaped like a half moon and exuded invisible pressure.

The huge spear-like weapon just stood here, and the sharp energy rising into the sky seemed to pierce the sky. The rolled up air made a faint scream, like the cry of some kind of mythical beast.

The spear of double death - the king of destruction (kou four sounds)!

This was a trump card hidden by Lord at the beginning, and it was originally reserved for Wilbur Whateley's execution prop.

It's just that I didn't expect it, and it backfired.

In the end, he actually used this double spear to kill an incomplete god!