The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

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Thousands of thunders tear the sky apart.

Like the dawn light, it cuts through the endless dark clouds, turns into the light of stars, and falls to the infinite earth.

The howling roar of wind and thunder shook the heaven and earth, carrying the power of ultimate destruction and falling majestically. All tangible and intangible things were turned into powder. Countless cracks scratched by dark soldiers were left on the sky without healing for a long time.

Silently, the earth's veins were plowed into thousands of bottomless ravines.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that endless waves of strong wind were set off, spreading like furious waves. For a time, the desert and the sea were stirred by invisible forces, flying and splashing across the sky and earth like heavy rain.

After one blow, Enlil fell into the deep sea, no longer knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The world in front of us has been completely destroyed and turned into a miserable state, dilapidated and on the verge of fragmentation.

The surface of the planet is covered with criss-crossing ravines, and the bottomless canyons spurt out core magma. The desert is irrigated and moistened by tens of millions of tons of falling seawater. The level of the liquid rust-red seawater has sunk hundreds of meters, which is lower than before.

The area has been reduced countless times.

That's...the Spirit King?!

That unparalleled power, beyond human imagination, shocked the hearts of all those who witnessed it. They felt shuddering and at the same time felt extremely awe-inspiring.

In their eyes, Enlil was as powerful as God, but he was suppressed and abused at will by the King of Souls.

The sea water suddenly surged, and a golden light broke through the sea surface and jumped out.

Enlil, who was missing an arm and left leg, was floating miserably in mid-air, panting heavily, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger, staring at Lord's position, wishing to kill him.

Tear into pieces.

Among the vast sea of ​​clouds, hundreds of Luo De hunters in white clothes stood in the void, looking at him calmly.

The two of them were hundreds of kilometers apart, one at the top and the other at the bottom. Their eyes collided in the air, causing air currents to roll in the void.

"I can give you a way to survive."

After being silent for a long time, Lord slowly said: "I know a remnant of Akkadian ruins that can be used to house you."

It wasn't that he was being kind or pitying the Anunnaki.

From a profit perspective, the benefits of taking in the Anunnaki are far greater than exterminating them.

After all, Enlil holds the ancient secrets about the ancient war in heaven, and even God and the Garden of Eden. If he is brought under his command, he can not only gain an extra force out of thin air, but also take the opportunity to gain a deeper understanding of some of the secrets of the past.

All in all, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Hmph, are you pitying us?"

Hearing these words, Enlil's eyes flashed with a sneer, and he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips: "Or do you feel regretful now, so you want to give us a charity to make up for your wrong decision?"

"You can understand it this way."

Lord lowered his eyes and responded calmly: "Whether it's pity or regret, what matters is not what I do, but how you do it. The fate of the clan is in your hands, I hope you can think it over carefully.

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"The fate of a family?"

Enlil lowered his eyes and clenched his fists: "If someone said this six thousand years ago, I might really agree that it would be enough to give up hatred and return to the real universe, just asking for a place to live.

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Lord's brows darkened slightly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he did not interrupt and waited for Enlel's explanation.

"But alas... it's too late..."

Enlil's eyes flashed with sadness, his face smiled sadly, and he laughed at himself: "From the moment we called ourselves the Anunnaki, there was no turning back, so I can't agree to your conditions."

"Could it be..."

Lord's eyes trembled slightly, as if he thought of something, and looked at the rust-red ocean: "You... sacrificed to Gehros?"

"You... really know!"

Enlil's chest rose and fell, he looked at him in shock, and sighed: "We... indeed sacrificed to Him."

But after the brief shock, his face showed endless bitterness, regret, entanglement, anger, chagrin and other emotions, intertwined on that miserable face, depicting an extremely complex expression.

The person in front of me really knows the ‘truth’.

Anyone who knows this name and knows God has no doubt participated in that war.

Enlil had countless distracting thoughts in his heart, but he eliminated them one by one. His eyes looking at Lord became heavier. He was one of the survivors of that war, although he only participated in a small part of the war.

But he knows many secret past events.

"What the hell...happened?"

Lord's eyes were solemn and he said, "You should know how dangerous Gherroth is, why do you do this?"

"We...have no choice."

Enlil exhaled a deep breath and said with sad eyes: "Akkad once devoted all his family's efforts to cast 1,800 temples with gold and sealed Gherroth in this planet in exchange for thousands of dollars.

Years of quiet time.”

"After we were sealed by Lucifer Morningstar, the source of gold mining was completely cut off."

"Six thousand years ago, we used the Akashic records to make a contract with the Asgard God King Bol, hoping that they could lead us back to the real universe and mine a large amount of gold in time to repair 1,800 temples.

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"But you didn't expect that Asgard eventually broke its promise." Lord closed his eyes and sighed slowly. He had already guessed what happened next.

"Yes, they broke their promise."

Enlil sneered, with an indescribable sarcasm on his face: "The eighteen hundred temples soon lost their effectiveness, Gherroth resurrected, and the corresponding songs caused disaster and destruction."

"So for the continuation of your tribe, you chose to sacrifice to Him." Lord's eyes dimmed slightly and he told the subsequent story.

"We... just want to live."

Enlil's eyes were lonely and he whispered: "We begged for everything, but in the end all we got was destruction."

If Asgard had not broken its promise six thousand years ago to welcome them back to the real universe and let Akkad repair 1,800 temples, then nothing like what happened today would have happened.

The Akkadian clan was supposed to be the heroes who saved the world.

They devoted all their efforts to build 1,800 temples, even at the extremely heavy price, with countless lives and blood, and sealed the outer god Gherroth. But the result waiting for them was not what they imagined.

glory in the world, but betrayal again and again.

The betrayal of God, the betrayal of Asgard, the betrayal of mankind...

The long years of persistence seemed to have turned into a joke.

After witnessing the death of one clan member after another and experiencing several betrayals, the faith that Enlil originally insisted on collapsed along with the eighteen hundred temples following the awakening of Gheros.

Enlil sacrificed to Gheros and became his disciple.

The former Akkad, a clan of gods, eventually turned into the Anunnaki who wielded the sword of revenge against the world they once protected.

The truth is always cruel.

Akkad was not wrong. Their wish from beginning to end was just to survive.

"I won't pity you, nor will I blame you."

Lord's eyes glowed like water, and he said solemnly: "But since I can't save you, then at least let me... offer you my most sincere respect with my own hands."

The greatest respect he could pay to the once glorious Akkadian civilization was to exterminate it.

From the perspective of threat theory, the existence of the Anunnaki and Gheros has deeply threatened the safety of mankind and even all living creatures in the universe. They are enemies and scourges that must be eradicated.

The Akkad are indeed worthy of respect, they are real heroes.

Therefore, he hoped to at least use his own hands to allow the Anunnaki to retain even the last bit of their dignity as Akkad.

"Goodbye, Enlil."

Lord's mind fell into silence, and a tyrannical consciousness enveloped the world: "I am all things, and all things are me, so...I am among all things."

Swastika - I am among all things!