Chapter 480： Irreparable passing

Time, back to normal!

In the very clear sound of cracking of gold and iron, the ancient mottled bronze portal is covered with dense crisscross cracks. The nearly 100-meter space in all directions becomes like a fragmented mirror.

The sky seems to have been plowed out of a gully, a huge torrent engulfing the clouds, diverging mightily to both sides.

The huge body of the mutilated god, at this moment, was disintegrating as if it were disintegrating. In the overwhelming blood-red ocean, mixed with sticky scarlet meat, dyed the entire sky of the city into a strange bright red color.

Wow...

The blood shed like a rainstorm, poured into this land turned into ruins, and gradually gathered into countless branches, flowing into the center of the earth along the cracks everywhere.

The sacred Seraph Wings took Lorde slowly from a high altitude onto the ground. After completing his mission, he turned into pieces of white feathers and scattered. When he raised his head again, it happened to be with those huge eyes. match.

Hidden behind the bronze portal, like a vast eye made up of countless nebulae, it faintly reveals a hint of ambiguity. It seems to be ridiculing, but it seems to be angry and resentful, but it is more of a kind of coldness above it. And indifference.

Lord felt that he could read it, and the information revealed in that huge eye was telling him:

We...will be back!

Lord's eyes were dyed with pure gold, and he slowly raised the Zanpai Knife in his hand, with the pitch-black blade glowing with coldness, and pointed at the vast huge eye from a distance, as if he had made a silent answer.

No matter how many times I come again...

I will use my own knife, and I will drive you all out!

The huge eyes formed by countless nebulae stared at Lord coldly, and finally concealed in the depths of the desolate starry sky amid the cracking sound of the bronze portal.

had been echoing in his mind before, those crazy babbles and whispers, now finally disappeared, returning to peace again.

ended......

This time, it is truly over!

Recalling the whole thing, Lord couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Wilbur Waterley did not hesitate to abandon his human identity and sacrificed hundreds of thousands of civilians in a whole city, only for the ascension ceremony for immortality and strength. He did not expect the moment when the final ceremony succeeded. Sacrificed its own life.

In general, it's a good deal.

Although he failed to punish the culprit himself, Lord felt a little regretful in his heart, but thinking about the ending, perhaps for a villain like Wilbur Waterley, it was the best way to punish him.

"Such an ending should be considered as you wished." Lord's lips curled up, grinning at the ruins, and said: "Although the form may be different, it does give you a moment of immortality. ."

was sacrificed to the incomplete **** to obtain eternal life in another form. Isn’t this exactly Wilbur Waterley’s wish? At least the so-called ‘god’ kept his promise perfectly.

As for Wilbur Waterley, whether he is satisfied with this result, then he needs to ask himself, but Lord reckons it may not be satisfied.

But unfortunately, it has no right to refuse!

Pray for the existence of unknown latitudes. The greater the wish made, the final result can only be distorted, regardless of whether I am willing or not.

When the divergent thoughts gradually recovered and Lord's tight nerves all the time relaxed, all the shielded feelings returned to the brain in an instant like a tide!

All parts of the whole body, the severe pain of musculoskeletal and internal organs, and the hysterical groaning now sent out after every cell has been squeezed to the limit!

"For the first time in history..."

The exhausted Lord lay on the ground with a wry smile on his face. Now he doesn't even want to move a finger, he just wants to sleep peacefully.

But I can't rest yet. Neksia hasn't returned yet. Lord uses his willpower as a source to drive his body that is already on the verge of limits, holding his hands on the ground and trying to stand up.

Just such a simple action is undoubtedly a challenge comparable to'killing the gods' for him whose mind and body have reached the limit. It took a full seven or eight minutes before he stood up reluctantly and shook his head. Shaky as if it would fall at any time.

"Nexia...Where are you?"

Lord swallowed, called with a hoarse voice, and walked around, trying to find the blond girl in the ruins.

"Nexia..."

"Nexia..."

"Nexia..."

Lord, holding on to the ruined ruins, stumbled on the ground, calling the name of the blonde girl constantly, the hoarse voice echoed nearby, but he never got a response.

A bad premonition gradually came to his mind. Although the whole body was painful and unbearable, he still clenched his teeth and walked in the direction in which the great sword fell in his memory.

Fortunately, before the power was exhausted, the place where the Seraph Wing descended was only a dozen meters away from the place where the great sword fell, and there was no obstacle in the way.

The road is not long, but it is extremely difficult.

Lord's footprints are deep and light, and every time he takes a step forward, he must stop and rest for a long time, and rebuild his strength to take the next step.

Just a few tens of meters, he walked for ten minutes.

After surmounting the last obstacle, Lord finally saw hope.

A creamy white Zanpaku knife, exuding dim fluorescence, lying quietly on the ground, the blade was originally smooth as a mirror, but at this moment it was covered with shocking cracks.

At the end of the knife handle, there is a ribbon tied. At this time, it is slowly dancing with the breeze, as if beckoning to him, that is Nexia's Zanpaku Knife—Floating Life!

But around the floating life, there is no figure of the blonde girl.

"Could it be..."

Lord's pupils trembled slightly, his breathing suddenly became short, a few violent veins appeared on his face, and he seemed to vaguely know the end of the blonde girl.

The completely shattered Zanpakudao floating life, and the almost dissipated spiritual pressure, all of which are indicative of the girl's fate, it seems that it has come to an end just like this knife.

"Nexia..."

Lord took stiff steps, walked over little by little, slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch the nearly fragmented floating life.

Om—

The shattered blade, faintly fluorescent.

A fragment of fuzzy memory, suddenly following the shattered Zanpaku Knife, flooded into Lod's mind.

In a magnificent white palace, dozens of captains dressed in white feathers stood on both sides, all of them looked solemn and solemn, facing the white throne at the end of the palace.

Seven gems of different colors are dotted on the white throne. A man who can't see his face, UU Reading is surrounded by rich and almost substantial aura, only a pair of double eyes like split pupils , Staring at the front through endless time and space.

Nexia slowly walked into the palace, put one hand on the knife, walked out of the queues on both sides, leaned on one knee, respectfully said: "Father, the captain of the thirteenth division, in front of Nexia Carl Come and see you."

"There is a task for you to do."

Lord, who was on the throne, supported his cheek with one hand and knocked on the handrail next to him. His indifferent voice echoed throughout the entire white palace: "Someone has tampered with the timeline of the past. You go back to what was fifteen years ago. Newcastle, help me to survive this catastrophe."

"Yes, father!"

Nekxia did not hesitate, and he agreed, but he hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and asked: "Excuse me, father, what is the ending in your eyes?"

"you will die."

Lord’s regained eyes were rippling, and he stopped tapping his fingers, and said lightly: "But I will survive, and I will be on the right path from now on, and this is my value in adopting you."

"die......"

This too heavy word made Neksia tremble slightly, and then he buried his head deeply, as if he didn't want to face the ending.

"Go ahead, Neksia."

Lord's voice didn't make any waves. He didn't care about the girl's reaction at all. He still used that indifferent voice and said, "Complete your mission, don't let me down."

"It's...Father."

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