owlsbooks Chapter 476 Guardian Angel
Chapter 476 Guardian Angel
Seal the authority of God?
This...how is this possible? !
Lord was shocked at first, and then couldn't help but raised his eyes, and looked again at the daughter he had identified. The first thought that came to his mind was that this was impossible to achieve.
Even if the enemy they are facing is a still incomplete god, His authority cannot be shaken by anyone!
Leaving aside whether Nexia's Zanpakuto has the function of sealing the divine power, the essential gap between the two is enough to make all efforts come to naught.
Although he doesn't know Nexia's origin, he can clearly perceive his daughter's spiritual pressure, which is roughly equivalent to the level of an ordinary captain, which is only about the third class.
And he just borrowed the spiritual pressure accumulated in the atmosphere, and he used the King of Destruction as a carrier, and the power of the two holy scripts was blessed, and the destructive power that erupted in an instant was comparable to the strength of a first-class spiritual pressure!
Even so, he failed to defeat the Incomplete God, let alone a third-class spiritual pressure?The battle between the death gods is the battle between the Reiatsu, and this sentence also applies to the gods.
When the power gap between the two sides is almost as huge as the latitude, any tricks used are just a drop in the bucket and nothing more than a cart.
Just like after stepping into the transcendent level, Aizen crushed many gods of death, and the latter couldn't even feel his spiritual pressure and existence, as if separated by a huge gap of latitude!
Nexia saw through Lord's worries, licked her white-haired 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 relationship between me and Floating Life. meaning."
Looking at Nexia's firm eyes, Lord pondered for a moment, and decided to trust his daughter once. After all, there is no other way now, so he nodded slightly and said, "I can still save the power for the last time, what do I need? With you?"
"Relying on the power of the god of death alone cannot destroy the incomplete god." Nexia cast her eyes on the seraph next to her, and there was a strong emotion in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and said slowly: "Only you ...can give father the power to destroy darkness and evil spirits and bring light back into the world."
this kid...
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 suddenly there were ripples in his calm heart, as if some special emotion was surging.
Because of the angle, Lord didn't notice the difference between the two, but he was deeply confused by Nexia's proposal: "She can't use the wings of Seraphim, so how can she empower me to break through the darkness and regain my strength?" What about the power of light?"
"No... there is another way!"
Nexia opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath, stared at Michael intently, and said word by word: "Are you willing to sign an ancient heavenly contract with my father and become his guardian angel from now on? "
Paradise contract?guardian angel?
This series of nouns made Lord feel confused, with question marks floating in his mind.
However, Michael's expression became a bit intriguing, with a hint of doubt amidst the complexity, his emerald green eyes rippled, and he stared at Nexia silently.
Lord frowned, and his eyes wandered between the two women, feeling that this so-called guardian angel contract might not be that simple.
"Do you... know the meaning of the guardian angel?" A strand of long golden hair hangs down, and Michael's soft gaze suddenly changes, exuding a strong sense of oppression, as if in front of an interrogation man of.
"I knew...but had no choice."
Nexia bit her lip, her voice was slightly low: "This is the only way to stop the coming of the disabled god."
Michael remained silent, neither agreeing nor refusing, and those gem-like emerald green eyes seemed to become deeper.
Through those pure eyes, it seemed as if one could see a quiet and flowing river, in which were shining like stars.
She... is still hesitating.
After all, if the contract is really concluded, it means that she has made a choice and put her last hope on this man.
hum-
At this moment, the mutation intensified!
The trembling ground continued to crack and shatter, revealing a huge gully, from which endless gray mist oozes out, floating like a tidal wave, and gradually rises to the sky.
Following the area filled with gray mist, the God of Incompleteness slowly opened five fingers, and hundreds of millions of dazzling rays of light bloomed from the palm of his hand. Among them, we can faintly see the hazy phantoms transformed into countless star spheres, in the five fingers. Slowly turn the inside of the first finger.
As if holding the entire universe, time and space are intertwined, setting off a surging wave of power, which spreads out in all directions, and sprinkles the sky with billions of brilliance.
The space is like a crumpled piece of paper, showing a twisted and folded scene, and the time in this area is even more chaotic and disorderly.
What is chaos, disorder?
Things that have been destroyed or disappeared from the timeline now reappear under the influence of brilliance, and the two states of destruction and restoration are superimposed, repeating the process from life to death all the time!
Time neither forwards nor backwards, but moves back and forth in 'jumps', resulting in today's weird scene.
Newcastle, which was restored in the last second, will be destroyed again in the next second;
Wilbur Whateley, who was resurrected in the last second, turned into a dead bone in the next second before the smug smile on his face bloomed;
The tens of thousands of ordinary people who suddenly appeared in the last second thought they were resurrected in astonishment, and were thrown into the slaughtering factory in the next second, and experienced the painful torture again.
In the chaotic and disorderly jumping time, the gray mist gathered billions of radiance, and gradually projected and built a bronze portal in the palm of the Incomplete God.
"Time is running out......."
Nexia bit her lip tightly, the vision of the future appeared in her mind, she tried hard to control herself so that she was not so afraid, looked at the hesitant Michael, and suddenly read a paragraph, the tone fluctuated greatly, and it was quite awkward Weird language.
Michael's pupils narrowed slightly, his face was a bit surprised and bewildered, this awkward and weird language was actually the Enochian language she was familiar with!
Enoch, the language of the angels.
Although some magicians who are gifted and favored by angels can understand and understand the meaning, they cannot use this language, any human beings are no exception, even the Supreme Sorcerer.
The fact that a human being could speak Enoch is strange enough in itself.
What Nexia said shocked the leader of Seraphim 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.
tread~
tread~
tread~
The wings of the holy seraphim slowly unfolded, and Michael looked solemn and solemn, like a banished fairy who transcended this world, exuding unparalleled holiness.
A pair of feet that were as crystal clear as jade stepped on the dusty and dirty road, but they were not stained with any dirt, and walked towards Lord step by step.
next moment.
The distance between the two is almost zero.
The special fragrance of angels lingers at the tip of the nose. I can't tell what it is, but it feels reassuring inexplicably.
Under Lord's blank and cramped expression, Michael's cheeks flushed slightly, as if he had made some kind of determination in his heart, he bit his lips and suddenly stood on tiptoe, making their lips touch each other directly Together.
A soft voice suddenly sounded in my mind.
Accompanied by the brilliant light that bloomed, pieces of pure white feathers sprinkled from the sky.
"Father above...
In the name of Saint Michael!
Make an ancient heavenly oath with the man in front of you, Lord Carr, and become his guardian angel ever since.
Love what he loves, think what he thinks.
Bear the pain and suffer for him.
Whether poor or rich, humble or noble;
Whether in troubled times, or rejected by God.
I will fight for him with my sword drawn and my wings closed for him.
Never give up, until eternity! "