The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Seal God’s authority?

This...how is this possible?!

Lord was deeply shocked at first, and then he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at the daughter he recognized again. The first thought that came to his mind was that this was simply impossible to achieve.

Even if the enemy they face is a still incomplete God, His authority cannot be shaken by ordinary people!

Putting aside whether Nexia's Zanpakutō has the function of sealing divine power, the essential gap between the two is enough to make all efforts come to naught.

Although he didn't know the origin of Nexia, he could clearly sense his daughter's spiritual pressure, which was roughly equivalent to the level of an ordinary captain, which was only about the third level.

And he had just used the spiritual pressure accumulated in the atmosphere, and used the King of Destruction as a carrier. With the power of the two holy words, the destructive power that exploded in an instant was comparable to the intensity of first-class spiritual pressure!

Even so, he failed to defeat the incomplete god, let alone the third-level reiatsu? The battle between the gods of death is the battle between reiatsu, and this sentence also applies to gods.

When the gap in strength between the two sides is almost as huge as the latitude, any method of taking advantage of the situation is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

Just like after entering the transcendent level, Aizen crushed many Shinigami, and the latter could not even feel his spiritual pressure and existence, as if they were separated by a huge gap of latitude!

Nexia saw through Lord's worries, pursed her white and dry lips, and squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, father, please believe me, although there is a big gap between us, this is exactly the life between me and the floating life."

meaning.”

Looking at Naxia's firm eyes, Lord pondered for a moment and decided to trust his daughter once. After all, there was no other way now, so he nodded slightly and said: "I can still save my last strength, what do I need?"

Cooperate with you?"

"The power of death alone cannot destroy the incomplete god." Naxia looked at the Seraph next to him, a strong emotion surged in his eyes, but soon disappeared, and he said slowly: "Only you

...It can give father the power to destroy darkness and evil spirits and bring light back to the world."

This child...

Why does it give me a very familiar feeling, and it seems to have the breath of heaven?

Michael looked at the girl in front of him, and his calm heart suddenly rippled, as if some special emotion was surging.

Because of the angle, Lord did not notice the difference between the two of them, but felt deeply confused by Naxia's proposal: "She can't use the wings of the Seraph, so how can she give me the power to break the darkness and restore the power of the Seraph?"

Where is the power to manifest light?”

"No...there is another way!"

Naixiyadan opened her mouth slightly, took a deep breath, stared at Michael intently, and said word by word: "Are you willing to sign an ancient heaven contract with my father and become his guardian angel from now on?

"

Heavenly Contract?Guardian Angel?

Listening to this series of nouns, Lord was confused, and his mind was filled with questions.

However, Michael's expression became a little intriguing, with a hint of confusion mixed in with the complexity. His emerald green eyes rippled and he stared at Naxia in silence.

Lord frowned and looked between the two women, feeling that this so-called guardian angel contract might not be that simple.

"Do you... know what the guardian angel represents?" A strand of long golden hair hung down, and Michael's soft eyes suddenly changed, exuding a strong sense of oppression, as if he was in front of an interrogation.

person.

"I know...but there's no other choice."

Nexia bit her lip and her voice was slightly lowered: "This is the only way to prevent the arrival of the incomplete god."

Michael remained silent, neither agreeing nor rejecting, and his jewel-like emerald eyes seemed to become even deeper.

Through those pure eyes, it seemed as if one could see a river flowing quietly, with little bits of brilliance shining in it like stars.

She... is still hesitating.

After all, if a contract is really made, it means that she has made a choice and placed her last hope on this man.

Buzz——

At this moment, the changes intensified!

The trembling earth continued to crack and break, revealing a huge ravine, and endless gray mist seeped out from below, rolling like a tide, and gradually rising into the sky.

As the gray mist filled the area, the incomplete god slowly opened his five fingers, and billions of dazzling rays of light bloomed from his palms. In it, you could vaguely see the hazy shadows transformed into countless star spheres.

Slowly rotate the inside of one finger.

As if holding the entire universe, time and space are intertwined, setting off extremely surging waves of power, spreading out in all directions, and falling into the sky with billions of rays of light.

The space is like crumbled paper, showing a twisted and folded scene, and the time within this range shows a chaotic and disorderly state.

What is chaos and disorder?

Things that have been destroyed or disappeared from the timeline are now reappearing under the influence of brilliance, and the two states of destruction and recovery are superimposed, repeating the process from life to death all the time!

Time neither moves forward nor backward, but moves back and forth in a "jumping" manner, resulting in today's strange scene.

Newcastle, which was restored one second, will be destroyed again the next second;

Wilbur Whateley, who was resurrected one second before the proud smile on his face could bloom, turned into bones again the next second;

Tens of thousands of ordinary people who suddenly appeared one second were astonished to think that they were resurrected, and the next second they were thrown into the slaughter factory again and experienced painful torture all over again.

In the chaotic and disorderly jumping time, the gray mist gathered billions of rays of light, and gradually projected and built a bronze portal in the palm of the incomplete god.

"No time..."

Nexia bit her lips tightly, and the future scene appeared in her mind. She tried hard to control herself so that she was not so scared. She looked at the hesitant Michael and suddenly read a paragraph. The tone fluctuated greatly and was quite difficult to pronounce.

Weird language.

Michael's pupils shrank slightly, with a bit of surprise and confusion on his face. This strange and awkward language was actually the Enochian language she was familiar with!

Enochian is the language of angels.

Although some magicians who are extremely talented and favored by angels can understand and understand the meaning, they cannot use this language. No human being is exception, even the Supreme Mage.

The fact that a human being could speak Enochian language is strange enough in itself.

What Naxia said shocked the Seraph leader even more, and he fell into deep silence.

"As you wish..."

After a moment of silence, Michael finally made up his mind and slowly stood up from the ground.

Step~

Step~

Step~

The wings of the holy Seraph slowly unfolded, and Michael's expression was solemn and solemn, like an immortal transcending this world, exuding unparalleled holiness.

A pair of crystal-like jade feet stepped on the dusty and dirty road, but were not stained by any dirt, and walked towards Lorde step by step.

The next moment.

The distance between the two is almost zero.

The special aroma of angel lingers on the tip of my nose. I can't tell what it smells like, but it makes me feel at ease inexplicably.

In Lord's confused and embarrassed expression, Michael's cheeks flushed slightly, as if he had made some determination in his heart. He bit his lips and suddenly stood on tiptoes, causing their lips to touch directly.

Together.

A soft voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Along with the brilliant light blooming, pieces of pure white feathers fell from the sky.

“Father in Heaven...

In the name of St. Michael!

He made an ancient heavenly oath with the man in front of him, Lord Carr, and became his guardian angel from then on.

Love what he loves, think what he thinks.

Bear the pain for him and go through the suffering.

Whether poor or rich, humble or noble;

Whether you are in troubled times or rejected by God.

I will draw my sword and fight for him, and fold my wings for him.

Never give up until eternity!"