A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 685

Thousand swords, one thought!

Thousands of Sword Styles are like heaven and earth splitting, triggering the momentum of billowing wind and thunder.

Waves of fierce and unparalleled sword energy descended from the boundless nine heavens, stirring all things in the world to resonate with it.

Lord was slightly astonished. He didn't expect this sword move to arouse the resonance of all things in the world, and it seemed that even the earth next door seemed to be echoing his will from afar.

boom!

The majestic spiritual pressure sword energy rose up, like jade pillars piercing the sky and the earth.

The sword energy penetrated the rust-red atmosphere until it reached the earth that was about to collapse.

The will of the planet, the will of all things.

The cries of all living beings, the desire to survive, condensed and formed like a substance, affecting everything in the material universe.

Lord's incarnation of time, spread all over the planet.

Walking in the mountains, walking in the ruins, walking under the deep sea, walking on the clouds... He seems to be everywhere, but he does not exist in any place, like a dream bubble, like dew, like electricity, like an afterimage plausible.

When the wills of countless beings gather at one point.

He seems to be able to truly feel the illusion that he exists in all things and incarnates in all things.

humming-!

The rust-red ocean suddenly boiled, and a cold and indifferent eye emerged.

Those were the eyes of Gheros. He woke up from a half-dream and half-awake, just because he felt a near-fatal terrifying aura from "the same kind", which was enough to make him fall into a deep sleep again, and collapse the heart that stored his spirit. The power of the planetary body.

When Gehros woke up, the tyrannical and boundless consciousness swept the entire planet.

Wanli Kuangsha was thrown high into the sky, and while waves of consciousness swept across, Tony and the others felt a splitting headache, as if they had been forced into a red-hot iron, bleeding from their seven orifices, covering their hair and screaming miserably.

"No...impossible!"

Enlil's eyes shrank slightly, and he said in amazement: "There are still [-] temples, how could he wake up now?!"

Lord remained silent, but he guessed some reason in his heart.

I'm afraid Gehros' awakening is inseparable from his "Thousand Swords, One Thought". After all, this is the first time he has used the Swastika. Unexpectedly, it has aroused the will of the earth, and the sword style has forcibly gathered the thoughts of thousands of creatures.

Leaning less, the consciousness returns to calm.

Geheros already understands everything that is happening now, the huge cold pupil is slightly deflected, and the thousands of incarnations of Lord are locked in the distance, and the consciousness shakes the void and emits a strange sharp syllable: "It's... .You...are...not...dead!"

Enlil was shocked all over, and when he looked at Lord again, his eyes were full of horror.

If it was just his personal guess before and there was no actual evidence, then he can be sure now that that person must have participated in the 'Battle of Heaven', and is an 'old antique' that has survived from ages ago!

However, Lord, who was regarded as an 'old antique', was also shocked at the moment.

It never occurred to the outer god Gheros to actually know him, and he seemed to be very familiar with him. From the eyes full of resentment, it could be seen that he had suffered a lot.

But... this is impossible!

He knew Geheros because he had read related books in his previous life.

Theoretically speaking, the last time Gheros was active was at least tens of thousands of years ago. He hadn't traveled through it at that time, so how did Gheros know him?

He thought that if he found the Akkadian civilization, the mystery that troubled him would be solved.

But now, not only has it not been solved, but it has been shrouded in an even bigger mystery. The intricate clues kept pouring out, which made him feel a little flustered for a while.

"Hey--!!!"

Enlil roared and brought Lodra back to reality.

"No matter who you are, since you have participated in the 'Battle of Heaven', you must know how harmful the [Outer God] is?" Enlil looked back at the boiling Red Sea, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes : "I have one thing to ask you, it is... in the name of Akkad."

Lord looked at the determination in Enlil's eyes, and nodded slowly and heavily.

"We...have done a lot of wrong things."

Enlil's eyes were gloomy, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "Akkad's ending has long been doomed to perish. Whether it is the glory or betrayal, it will gradually disappear with time, so I want to ask you... ...to pass on the Akkadian civilization."

"How to inherit?"

Lord did not refuse him, or could not bear to refuse.

Akkad is a tragedy from the beginning to the end. They have never betrayed anyone, treated all creatures with sincerity, and spared no effort to protect the real universe, but they were constantly betrayed and abandoned by others, and finally went to the end of destruction.

A race that just wants to survive from the beginning to the end, Lord has neither a position nor a reason to accuse them of right or wrong.

But at least...at least...give Akkad the ending he deserves.

Heroes who once protected the world should not let them die as sinners.

"There are... 22 more children in the temple."

Enlil looked at the horizon in the distance, with a miserable smile on his face: "They are the last Akkadians, inheriting the purest blood, and have not been defiled by Gehros, so I beg you... Can you protect the last clansman of Akkad?"

"Your wish, I grant it."

Lord yelled, tearing the void with a wave of his hand, and forcibly connecting the broken boundary channel: "The next battle is not for you to participate in. Let's go back to the Soul Soul Realm together."

The moment the voice fell, the boundary-breaking channel opened impressively.

The pain-stricken Avengers and 22 clansmen who inherited Akkad's bloodline were forcibly introduced by the sudden appearance of the broken boundary.

After solving all the worries, Enlil had a smile on his face: "Thank you, please allow me to express my gratitude to the great you with Akkadian etiquette, thank you for willing to protect us who are sinful."

"They will live in the ruins of Akkad."

After hesitating for a moment, Lord decided to reassure Enlil, so he said, "Cain, the cursed son of God, will take good care of those children, so you can rest assured."

"Cain...so that's how it is."

Enlil was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a broken smile, and said softly: "Akkad now has no sacrifices to offer to you, so please allow me to use my last strength to clear the way for you Bar."

"As for Cain... please don't tell him that he met me before."

"Let him... think we're all dead."

"This is Akkad... the ultimate destiny!"

Enlil raised his hands high, his blood vessels burst and spurted blood, and he roared to the sky: "Akkad, the son of the gods, the god king Enlil is here to beg your ancestors to save you again... ...our world now!!!"

There are [-] temples, emitting a huge golden light.

The golden light that shakes the heavens and the earth propped up one after another sky pillars, the majestic divine light rippled endlessly, and countless fighting cries came from the void.

"Ah! Ka! De!"

Gehros let out a shriek, and had already guessed Enliel's plan: "You...how dare...turn your back on me!"

"Betrayal? Hahahaha..." Enlil laughed wildly: "We are the Akkadian family, how can we cooperate with you? We have been sealed for 10 years, and even your brain has been sealed? From the beginning to the end...we have no plan to cooperate with you!!!"

Those [-] temples, where the remnants of Akkad's ancestors were enshrined, were the key to suppressing Gheros.

Now Enlil, with the order of Akkad's last generation of god kings, forcibly mobilized the remnants of the [-] temples, awakening the remnants of the ancestors from thousands of years ago, and came across the endless time and space, once again Fight for all creatures!

"We... are Akkad!"

"We are the people of God, and we should protect all creatures!"

"Use the blood as a sword, use the soul as a spear, fight until the blood is dry, and fight until the soul disappears!"

"Ghros...we're back!!!"

Geheros, who was initially awakened, let out an earth-shattering roar under the suppression of the vast golden light.

Gullies as deep as [-] meters were cracked on the surface of the planet, scorching magma spewed out from the earth's core like a tsunami, and infinite will burst out from the huge eyeballs, tearing the void into countless dark cracks. After the dazzling golden light converged, Repression at sea level!

"Quick! Take advantage of now!"

Enlil's eyes were red, and he roared furiously: "Together with us, destroy him and end all of this!!!"

"Bye now......"

Lord's eyes couldn't hide the sadness, and he finally said: "Thousand swords, one thought!"

hum! ! !

At this moment, heaven and earth are swords.

Mountains and rivers are swords, vegetation, bamboo and rocks are swords, and the sun, moon, and stars are swords!

As far as the eye can see, mountains and rivers rise from the ground, the light of stars falls, plants, trees, bamboos and stones sway, and the endless sword energy permeating the world, like a pen dipped in thick ink, depicts a magnificent and boundless momentum. giant scroll.

The starry sky is crumbling, and the Big Dipper is tremblingly pointing to this place.

Qianbai Luode raised his arms and swung his saber, and in the terrifying killing intent that shuddered the world, he cut down the sky with his sword!

The mountains and rivers are dotted with stars, and the scroll of thousands of miles is slowly unfolding.

Like a river, like an abyss, like a raging fire, like a thunderclap... the majestic sword energy that covers the sky and the sun cuts through the sky one after another, mixed with the shouts of thousands of creatures, blooming with incomparable brilliance Guanghua, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, falls mightily.

Even if the sun, moon and stars shine together, they cannot cover up the ultimate elegance of this sword.

If Mao Zhihua Yaqianliu is here, I'm afraid he will sigh softly: If there is an extreme in the way of swordsmanship, then the end is here.

boom! ! !