Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1486: Add a yellow robe!
The beginning of the beauty man is a Zhanpakutao Chapter 1486 Adding the yellow robe!
The plague is raging and demons are rampant.
The world is like eighteen levels of purgatory, where everything you look at is collapsing.
The shrieking sound that echoed in the sky, as if hitting the soul directly, was wrapped in a strange and inexplicable gray fog, covering everything in sight in an instant, and the looming shadow of madness greedily devoured every inch of the world corner.
In the gray mist above all the 'demons', the great God of Chaos laughed wantonly.
Her laughter pierced through the barriers of time and space, like the announcement of the doomsday bell, falling into the ears of those hidden, great, never-before-appeared 'gods'.
That piercing laughter seemed to be telling everyone...they are back.
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The same moment.
In the supreme magic hall, countless magic runes are shining, bursting out with power beyond the stars and rules.
Surging and strong magic power flows wantonly in the hall.
One after another symbolizes the power of order. Here, the temple is condensed into a physical existence visible to the naked eye, surrounding the three ancient figures, and accompanied by their breathing, causing the phenomenon of shattering the void.
"They are back."
The all-seeing Agamotto holds his chin in one hand, and time flows slowly around his fingertips like a gentle river.
Those emerald green eyes, like jewels, burst out with wisdom and a penetrating brilliance. Through the barrier of time and space, they watched a huge shocking change somewhere.
"Do you want to do it?"
The only Hoggs who does not resemble a human but resembles a lion has a fluctuating tone of voice.
"Wait, it's not time yet." As the oldest old god, the creator of the star world, the omnipotent Ao Shutu, in the image of a gentle lady, sat on the stone chair in the middle, light and floating He said: "The fruit is not ripe yet, so don't act rashly. This is our only chance."
"Huh."
The youthful Agamotto snorted disdainfully, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Looking at the expression between his brows, it seems that he feels deeply uncomfortable, disgusted and opposed to Ao Shutu's actions.
Hoggs glanced at Agamotto, then nodded, and said lightly: "Alright, I have waited for so long, I don't care about waiting a little longer, but... I am afraid that someone else will pick it up." Fruit】."
"No, Sithorn has no chance."
Ao Shutu smiled softly, but there was a cold light in his eyes: "As for other people, don't worry at all."
"Hehe..."
Agomoto sneered again, with disdain and disgust on his lips.
"My best son, Agamotto, don't you think so?"
Ao Shutu tilted his head to look to the left, heir who turned into a drop of tears, still had a gentle smile on his face: "Or...in your 'all-seeing' eyes, See our failed 'future'?"
"Everything is based on the overall situation, I believe you can understand this truth."
Hearing this, Hoggs also turned his attention to the young man, and said calmly: "We have prepared for this moment for countless years, and we have been dormant until now, and it is also for the sake of all living beings. Don't let your emotions affect your judgment, Agamotto."
Agamoto didn't say a word, just got up and left the Supreme Hall.
"Ao Shutu, you should know the importance of planning." Hogarth's eyes glowed fiercely, he gave her a meaningful look, and said, "If a tool has its own mind, it is a piece of cake. It's serious."
"No, Hogarth."
Ao Shutu said calmly: "I believe in Agamotto, she is my best and most trusted heir."
"Hopefully..."
Hoggs took a deep look at the woman, sneered and disappeared.
In the end, Ao Shutu was the only one left in the Supreme Magic Hall, sitting on the stone chair in the middle, watching the twinkling starry sky outside, with chilling gloom brewing deep in his eyes.
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The original universe, the deepest part of hell.
On a piece of barren, dry and cracked land, there is a smell of rancidity and corruption, the asphalt-colored sky is gloomy, huge dark clouds roll in, and the howling gale envelops screams.
As the most promising king to unify hell, the son of the fallen morning star, Lucifer sits on the throne.
He is lazily crossing his legs, his black wings are hanging down on the ground, under his long and narrow eyelashes, a pair of seductive jeweled twins, staring at the gloomy sky with waves of clouds, resting his cheeks with one hand, I do not know what to think What.
Winter! winter! winter!
The sound of crutches hitting the ground came from not far away.
Woke up by the voice, Lucifer lazily raised his eyes, and saw a hale and hearty old man in a suit and leather shoes walking towards him with a cane.
"Exalted King of Hell, Chief of the Seven Deadly Sins, King of the Fallen, Mr. Lucifer, good evening."
The old man bowed calmly and squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face.
"Huh, Mephisto?" Lucifer immediately recognized the old man in front of him as the cunning and treacherous devil.
The corner of the fallen king's lips curled up in a sarcasm, and he said with a little playfulness: "And it's the main body, it's quite courageous, are you planning to declare war on me?"
Among the many demon kings in hell, only Mephisto can compete with him for the throne.
And for so many years, it was Mephisto who was behind the scenes, cooperating with other demon kings, and secretly sabotaging his many arrangements and plans, so the relationship between the two was not bad.
If there is a chance to kill Mephisto, Lucifer will definitely be the first to do it.
But unfortunately, Mephisto never gave him a chance, always hiding in his own hell, and those who go out are incarnations.
And now, this cunning and treacherous devil king, dare to use his body to come to his hell?
This surprised Lucifer a little, wondering what the **** Mephisto was doing again.
"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Mephisto smiled slightly, like a flattering servant: "The reason why I use the body is not to declare war on you, but... On behalf of all demon kings, I surrender to you."
As soon as these words came out, even Lucifer couldn't help but his complexion changed slightly, and his eyes shrank: "You said... what?!"
Mephisto grinned and let go of the crutch in his hand.
Then, in Lucifer's extremely shocked eyes, the demon king who had existed in **** since the ancient earth era actually knelt on the ground like a slave, with his forehead firmly pressed against the ground.
"I, Mephisto, would like to swear my life and offer my loyalty to the fallen king."
Speaking, as if to prove the same, Mephisto raised his palms up with both hands, and a deep scarlet crystal like teardrops, a rule fragment condensing the power of hell, suddenly emerged on it.
Before Lucifer recovered from the shock, he saw several evil figures appearing.
It was the rest of the demon kings of hell, and at this time, they all followed suit, kneeling on the ground like Mephisto, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, and holding the fragments of **** with their hands facing upwards.
"I, Beelzebub, offer you the fragments of **** and make you king!"
"I, Leviathan, offer the fragments of **** and make you king!"
"I, Mammon, offer the fragments of **** and make you king!"
"I, Samael, would like to offer the fragments of **** and make you king!"
"I, Nigel, would like to offer the fragments of **** and make you king!"
"I, Cytorak, offer the fragments of **** and make you king!"
Accompanied by the call of the seven great demon kings in unison, seven fragments of **** flew out slowly and landed in front of Lucifer.
Looking at the seven fragments of hell, the powerful power of rules is entangled with each other. Together with the mighty power of the seven hells, even Lucifer can't help his heart pounding, and his child's hole shrinks to the size of a needle tip.
These guys...are serious!
As long as he is willing, he can accept the seven fragments now and integrate the power of the seven hells.
However, Lucifer was not dazzled, he forced himself to calm down, looked directly at the demon kings, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me a reason, Mephisto, why I trust you. "
There is no white pie in the sky. This principle is as applicable in hell.
In particular, everyone has fought for tens of millions of years to fight for the authority of the king of hell, but now they voluntarily give up and even come to make him king, which makes Lucifer unable to figure it out anyway.
"Soon, the sky will change."
Mephisto slowly raised his head, and looked at Lucifer meaningfully: "We have no time to fight, and we can only have a chance if we choose the strongest king in the fastest way... ...fight for that chance."
Suddenly, Lucifer seemed to understand what they meant, and said calmly: "In that case, why didn't you go to him?"
"What's the point of gambling if you're all on one side~IndoMTL.com~?"
Mephisto smiled, and then under Lucifer's gaze, he said seriously: "The real reason is actually very simple. It's not as complicated as you think. We can't get along, that's all."
"Instead of handing over the authority of **** to that person, it's better to give it to you." Saitorak said gloomyly: "We've been fighting for so long, so we can be regarded as old friends in a sense, Lucifer. "
Lucifer does not deny this point.
"If there is a person who can lead us to fight for that glimmer of hope..."
Mephisto set his eyes on him and said, "That person is you, the fallen king of angels, the most dazzling star ever—Lucifer Morningstar, the son of darkness!"
"Heaven has a choice of heaven...hell also has a choice of hell!"
"If you don't experience a brilliant, gorgeous, fireworks-like collision, how can you give birth to a king who has the ability to rule heaven and **** at the same time, the two oldest kings of the gods]?!"
"Win or lose, we just want to see the result of fighting for tens of millions of years!"
"Is she God the most powerful, or we are more powerful!"
The huge voice echoed in the seven hells, and the great power penetrated the realm.
The seven oldest demon kings knelt and surrendered together, lowered their proud heads, and offered their loyalty and life to the supreme king who will soon be in charge of the largest fragment of hell, Lucifer, the only king.
Looking at the gloomy sky, Lucifer was silent for a moment, then stood up abruptly, grabbed the seven fragments into his palm with his hands, and with a domineering look in his eyes, he said coldly: "Follow me, don't Regret."
Mephisto bowed his head respectfully, and said in a deep voice, "Whether you win or lose, you won't regret it."