owlsbooks Chapter 480 Irreversible Passing
Chapter 480 Irreversible Passing
time, back to normal!
Amidst the very clear sound of gold and iron cracking, the ancient mottled bronze portal was covered with dense criss-crossing cracks, and the space of nearly a hundred meters in all directions became like a fragmented mirror.
The sky seemed to have been plowed into a ravine, and the huge torrent was engulfed in the clouds, and diverted to the two sides in a mighty way.
The huge body of the Incomplete God disintegrated like an avalanche at this moment. In the overwhelming blood-red ocean, there were sticky scarlet pieces of meat mixed in, dyeing the entire sky above the city in a strange bright red color.
clap la la...
Blood poured down like a torrential rain, pouring into the ruined land, gradually converging into countless branches, and flowing into the center of the earth along the cracks everywhere.
The sacred seraphim wings brought Lord slowly to the ground from a high altitude, and after completing the mission, they turned into pieces of pure white feathers and scattered, and when he raised his head again, it happened to be in line with the pair of vast eyes. match.
Hidden behind that bronze portal, like the vast giant eyes made of countless nebulae, faintly reveals a hint of ambiguity, seems to be ridiculing, but also seems to be angry and resentful, but more of it is a kind of coldness from above. and indifference.
Lord felt that he could read it, and the information revealed in that giant eye was telling him:
We... will be back!
Lord's eyes were dyed with pure gold, and he slowly raised the Zanpakuto in his hand. The pitch-black blade glowed with a icy cold light, and he pointed at the vast eyes from a distance, as if making a silent answer.
no matter how many times...
I will use my own knife, and I will drive you all out!
The giant eyes made of countless nebulae stared at Lord coldly, and finally hid in the depths of the desolate and boundless starry sky amid the cracking sound of the bronze portal.
Those crazy babbling and whispering voices that had been echoing in his mind until now finally disappeared, returning to calm again.
ended......
This time, it's really over!
Recalling the whole incident, Lord couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
Wilbur Whateley did not hesitate to abandon his human identity, and sacrificed hundreds of thousands of civilians in an entire city, just for the ascension ceremony of eternal life and strength. Unexpectedly, at the moment when the final ceremony was successful, instead sacrificed its own life.
In general, evil comes with evil.
Although he failed to personally punish the culprit, Lord felt a little regretful, but thinking about this ending carefully, it might be the best way to punish a villain like Wilbur Whateley.
"Such an ending should be as you wished." Lord's lips curled up, and he grinned at the ruins, and said, "Although the form may be different, it does give you a moment of eternal life .”
Wasn't it Wilbur Whateley's wish to be sacrificed to the incomplete god and obtain eternal life in another form? At least the so-called 'god' kept his promise perfectly.
As for Wilbur Whateley, whether he will be satisfied with this result, he needs to ask himself, but Lord estimates that it may not be satisfied.
But unfortunately, it has no right to refuse!
Praying to the existence of unknown latitudes, the bigger the wish you make, you can only get a distorted result in the end, whether you want it or not.
When the divergent thoughts were gradually withdrawn and Lord's tense nerves were relaxed, all the blocked feelings just now returned to the brain like a tide!
All the parts of the body, the severe pain of the musculoskeletal and internal organs, and the hysterical wailing and groaning of every cell after being squeezed to the limit!
"For the first time ever..."
The exhausted Lord was lying on the ground with a wry smile on his face. Now he didn't even want to move a finger, he just wanted to sleep peacefully.
But he couldn't rest now, and Nexia hadn't returned yet. Lord used his willpower as the source to drive his body, which was already on the verge of limit, to stand up with his hands on the ground.
Just such a simple movement, for him who has reached the limit of his spirit and body, it is undoubtedly a challenge comparable to "killing the gods". It took seven or eight minutes to stand up with extreme reluctance, shaking It wobbled as if it was about to fall at any moment.
"Nexia... where are you?"
Lord swallowed, called out in a hoarse voice, and looked around, trying to find the blond girl in the ruins.
"Nexia..."
"Nexia..."
"Nexia..."
Lord supported the dilapidated ruins, stumbled on the ground, and kept calling the name of the blond girl. His hoarse voice echoed nearby, but he never got a response.
A bad premonition gradually surfaced in his mind. Although the pain was unbearable all over his body, he still gritted his teeth and walked towards the direction where the giant sword fell in his memory.
Fortunately, before the power was exhausted, the position where the wings of the seraphim descended was only about ten meters away from the position where the giant sword fell before, and there was no obstacle on the way.
This section of the road is not long, but extremely difficult to walk.
Lord's footprints were one deep and one shallow, and every time he took a step forward, he had to stop in place and rest for a long time, regathering his strength to take the next step.
In just a few tens of meters, he walked for a full 10 minutes.
After surmounting the last obstacle in front of him with difficulty, Lord finally saw hope.
A milky white Zanpakudao exuded dim fluorescence, lying quietly on the ground like that, the blade that was originally smooth as a mirror was covered with shocking cracks at this moment.
At the end of the hilt, there is a ribbon tied, and it is slowly fluttering and dancing with the breeze blowing, as if waving to him, that is Nexia's Zanpakuto—Fusheng!
But around Fusheng, there was no figure of the blonde girl.
"Could it be..."
Lord's pupils trembled slightly, his breathing suddenly became short of breath, and several bulging veins appeared on his face, as if he vaguely knew the fate of the blonde girl.
The completely shattered Zanpakutō Fusei and the almost dissipated Reiatsu, all these are a metaphor for the girl's fate, which seems to have come to an end just like this sword.
"Nexia..."
With stiff steps, Lord walked over bit by bit, squatted down slowly, and stretched out his hand to touch the nearly shattered Floating Life.
hum-
The shattered blade glowed faintly.
A fragmented and fuzzy memory suddenly flowed into Lord's mind following the broken Zanpakutō.
In a magnificent white palace, dozens of captains wearing white feathers stood on both sides, all of them looked solemn and solemn, facing the white throne at the end of the palace.
Seven gemstones of different colors are dotted on the white throne. A man whose face cannot be seen clearly is surrounded by a rich and almost substantive aura. There is only a pair of heavy eyes that look like split pupils, staring at the man through endless time and space. forward.
Nexia walked into the palace slowly, put one hand on the knife, walked out of the queue on both sides, bent down and knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Father, captain of the thirteenth division, before Nexia Karl Come see me."
"There is a task for you to do."
Lord, who was sitting on the throne, propped his cheek with one hand and knocked on the armrest next to him with the other. His indifferent voice echoed throughout the white palace: "Someone has tampered with the timeline of the past. You can go back to Newcastle 15 years ago. , to help the weak me through this catastrophe."
"Yes, Father!"
Nexia didn't hesitate at all, and directly agreed, but then hesitated for a moment, raised her head and asked, "Excuse me, father, what is the ending in your eyes?"
"you will die."
There was a slight ripple in Lord's heavy eyes, he stopped and tapped his fingers, and said lightly: "But I will survive and embark on the right path from now on, and this is the value of me adopting you."
"die......"
This overly heavy word made Nexia tremble slightly, and then she buried her head deeply, as if unwilling to face this ending.
"Go, Nexia."
Lord's voice was calm, and he didn't care about the girl's reaction at all. He still used that indifferent voice and said, "Complete your mission and don't let me down."
"It's... Father King."