The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Brother...I'm so sleepy."

Yin Meng nestled in Lord's arms, her little face was bloodless, and her breath became weaker and weaker.

"Yinmeng, don't sleep!"

Lord's expression suddenly changed, he gently shook Yinmeng in his arms, and kept calling her name.

But all I got in return was silence.

This pure feather is like the poisonous arrow that Hercules shot at Chiron. The high-level divine power contained in it causes Nemu to endure unimaginable pain at all times, until the soul finally cannot bear it and collapses and dies.

.

"Be patient, Yinmeng, brother will help you pull it out now!"

A cold light flashed in Lord's eyes, and he grabbed the white feather with his bare hands, trying to pull it out!

Sizzle!

The moment he made contact, it was like holding a hot iron, as if his soul was being burned in a raging fire. Severe pain poured into his brain like a tide!

Along with this, every nerve in the brain, every cell in the body, and every inch of the skin are wailing hysterically!

"ah!!!"

Lord's face was distorted in pain, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and veins popped out all over his body. He looked terrible.

But even if his soul endured such severe burning pain, he refused to let go of his hand!

Unfortunately, things didn't work out as expected.

Even though he tried his best, the white feather remained motionless.

Seeing that Yinmeng's soul was getting weaker and weaker, in desperation, Lord came to his senses and thought that Constantine might have a solution!

Constantine has been dealing with heaven for the longest time, and he is a magician himself. Maybe he can pull out this feather?

When he thought of this, Lord hugged Yin Meng and instantly returned to Constantine's side.

"Save her!"

Lord's eyes were blood red and his voice was extremely hoarse. Now he can only place all his hopes on Constantine!

Constantine was startled by Lord's appearance, but then he moved his gaze downwards and saw the seriously injured Nemu and the sacred white feather.

"This feather... is an angel feather?"

Although he has seen a lot of angel feathers, and he has collected a few at home as trump cards, but compared to the one in front of him, the difference between those feathers is as big as clouds and mud!

This feather is white and flawless, and exudes a strong sacred aura. Just looking at it with the naked eye, it feels like the sound of heaven is playing in your ears.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for this feather to fall from an ordinary angel!

An almost impossible possibility suddenly flashed through Constantine's mind: "Could it be that... this feather comes from the sacred wings of Seraph?"

That’s right!

Only the highest-level Seraphim in rumors can possess this rich divine aura and the blazing and pure holy light like the sun!

"Seraph..."

Constantine's face was extremely ugly. A 'person' suddenly appeared in his mind, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This feather... belongs to Gabriel!"

By now.

The evidence is all thrown in his face. If he doesn't understand yet, he's really an idiot!

Even in a heaven filled with angels, there are only eight Seraphim at the highest level!

Among the eight Seraphs, only Gabriel is ordered to guard the human world, and he happens to be in Los Angeles!

All clues point to Gabriel, and a huge conspiracy gradually emerges before Constantine's eyes.

But there is one thing he still can't figure out: why does Gabriel, one of the Seraphs, cooperate with the Demon King in Hell?

Looking at the injured Yinmeng and Lord with red eyes, Constantine was confused for a moment and felt that he had no idea what to do.

"Give up...she is hopeless."

Constantine's eyes dimmed slightly and he whispered: "The Feather of Seraph symbolizes the source of angel's power. It is a condensed form of pure and sacred angel power. Mortals cannot pull it out at all, unless..."

At this point, Constantine stopped talking.

"Unless what?"

Lord's eyes were red and he asked word by word.

"Two ways."

Constantine took a deep look at him, then took a deep breath of cigarette and said: "First, the power of Seraph's feathers comes from Seraph itself, so you can only pluck these feathers by killing Gabriel.

A feather."

"Second, although the Seraphs hold different positions, their power comes from God. If other Seraphs take action, they can also pull out this feather."

Both choices are difficult!

Whether it is killing Seraph or finding the second Seraph, for Lord now, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky!

With the last glimmer of hope, Lord asked: "Can you...can summon the Seraph to come?"

"sorry."

A trace of apology appeared on Constantine's face, and he said bitterly: "I can't do anything. The miracle of summoning the Seraph can only be achieved by a strong enough faith or by the Pope."

Let’s not talk about whether he is firm or not, just faith has nothing to do with Constantine!

The second road was blocked instantly.

The only option left now is to kill Gabriel.

Lord closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Let me ask you, if Gabriel loses her wings, will this feather still be useful?"

"How can this be?"

Constantine was stunned for a moment, thinking that Lord might be dreaming. Seraphs are high-level angels. Who can peel off their wings?

"You just need to tell me, yes or no!" Lord said in a deep voice.

"It's theoretically possible."

Constantine could only answer truthfully: "Once a Seraph loses its wings, it means that it has been deprived of the status of an angel. The fallen feathers will naturally no longer have the divinity of a Seraph."

"I see......"

Lord's eyes were cold. He had already thought of a solution, but this method may not be what Constantine liked.

Lord manipulated the spirit son to construct a void space, picked up Nemu with the gentlest movements, and placed her in this space, and then hid the entire space in the shadows.

In this way, there is no need to worry about Yinmeng's safety for the time being.

"Let's go."

Lord's eyes were indifferent and he said calmly: "Let's stop Mammon and Gabriel."

"It's time to stop them."

Constantine lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath, and grinned: "I hope the two of us can come back alive this time."

...

After the two left.

A lithe black cat walked out with elegant steps.

The black cat walked to the place where Yinmeng was hidden, raised his paw and used his sharp fingertips to easily cut through the hidden shadow space, and then slowly walked in.

"Meow~"

The black cat stretched out its tongue and licked Nemu's cheek, and there was a trace of human compassion in its golden vertical pupils.

then.

A drop of tears, like pure gold, slipped from the black cat's eyes and slowly dripped on Nemeng's chest.

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