Marvel With Zanpakuto - Chapter 562

[Chapter 467 God Is Dead]

Falling in love with youkanshu.com, Meimanzhi starts with a Zanpakutō.

Damn it…

Lorde is puzzled.

Then he turned his attention to the angel beside him, looking forward to getting some answers from her.

“Sorry…I don’t know either.”

Michael’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he shook his head a little ashamedly: “I don’t know more about it than you, the only thing I know is that Wilbur Waugh Trey may have been dead long ago, and this… thing that is now in front of us is probably just in human skin.”

It?

Lord frowned slightly, noticing the words the angel used to describe Wilbur.

In English, this term is generally used to describe things that are not human or human, usually used for animals and plants, but in some cases, it can also be used to refer to some… monster.

“Your Majesty the Holy Michael, you are the archangel who is in charge of the judgment and guardianship of heaven. It’s a bit rude to call me this term, isn’t it?” Wilbur, who was standing across from a sinkhole, Under the sunlight, instead of being insane, he looked more like an elegant gentleman, with a warm and kind smile on his lips.

But such an abnormal performance did not make a few people let their guard down.

Because often the crisis is hidden under the surface of those seemingly peaceful.

The more abnormal, the more dangerous, this is the most straightforward truth.

“Even if you play a similar role, I can smell the smell on you, the deep darkness from other dimensions.” Michael stood up slowly, his golden hair hanging down, covering his chest The two proud peaks of the , and the snow-white waist is slender enough to hold, even Lord couldn’t help but look sideways.

“You are wrong, Your Majesty the Angel.”

Wilbur glanced at the angel meaningfully and smiled lightly: “I am not acting, I am who I am, I have never changed, Wilbur Whatley is I, I am Wilbur Whateley.”

Michael’s eyes were a bit cold, obviously not believing the nonsense it said.

“Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth of the truth.” Wilbur took two steps forward with a cane, looked up at the turquoise blue sky, raised his hand to block the dazzling rays of the sun, and took it slow. Gottao: “Actually, I want to thank you, Your Honorable Angel, if it wasn’t for your sudden appearance and things like that, I might never have seen the truth of the world in my entire life.”

Good guy, you are the culprit of your relationship!

Lorde glanced at the angel and coughed lightly, which means what did you do?

“It’s… the fragments of the Lingbo prison.” Michael lowered his head, with some helplessness and regret on his face: “The one who fell here with me, and the fragments of the Lingbo prison, may That’s one of the things that made it what it is today.”

…so you got it!

The corner of Lord’s mouth twitched twice. He was also curious as to where an ordinary British nobleman got the fragments of Lingbo prison. This is considered a case of solving the case. It turned out that this blazing angel caused the disaster.

“Lingbo Prison is just a fragment, it is impossible for him to become like this.” Michael explained to himself in a low voice.

“It’s true, but it shows me the way forward.”

Wilbur continued with a smile and continued: “Lingbo prison is like a door, and I just found the key to open it, I When I saw the real God, He is not as high as you are, but in the endless void, I gained vast knowledge that I could never get in my entire life. That knowledge inspired me and made me realize the real world. ”

That’s not God!”

Michael’s tone was a little cold, and

there was a hint of chill in his eyes: “You are just an ordinary person, so you don’t know what terrifying things are in those endless void and turbulent dimensions.” Existence, they may give you great power, but they will always want you to ask for rewards, and that is a price you can’t afford!”

On this point, Lord agreed.

There are countless different-dimensional dimensions in Marvel, and there are all kinds of evil gods and demons. Sometimes it is really easy to get into trouble with random communication.

After all, not every god can contact believers with good intentions, respond and give them what they ask for, such as Dormammu in the dark dimension next door and his followers, who have a great say in this regard.

“So what?”

Wilbur said nonchalantly: “At least He responded to me. I have devoutly believed in God for twenty-nine years, but when I was tormented, where is this Almighty Lord? What?”

“God…will not interfere with human’s choices.” Michael hesitated for a moment, then said: “If you encounter any difficulties, you will ask the gods for help, then human beings will not have the progress they have today. It will not create such a brilliant civilization.”

This explanation is quite far-fetched.

Even Lord could hear it, a tone of reluctance and guilty conscience.

“Your Majesty, lying is not a good habit.”

Wilbur smiled slightly and said: “The reason why the Almighty Lord does not help mankind is because He is not omnipotent at all, and cannot answer everyone’s prayers, let alone satisfy everyone. It’s just a stone statue in the church.”

Michael was silent, neither refuting nor arguing.

Lorde seemed to have read a looming sadness from the dim brilliance of the angel’s eyes, and his heart suddenly shook.

Is that conjecture true…

The so-called God, in fact, died a long time ago?

If not, it is difficult to explain why Michael, who is ‘like God’, has such a sad expression.

“I don’t understand, it doesn’t matter.”

A strange smile appeared on Wilbur’s lips: “After all, not everyone is as lucky as me, and I can obtain endless knowledge. Soon you will understand what I mean. .”

Lord tilted his head and asked, “Are you finally going to do it?”

“Yes, the preparation is complete.”

Wilbur took out an old pocket watch from his clothes, opened it, glanced at it, and smiled: “Thanks to your willingness to listen to me about these things, so that I can perfect the gods. The last missing part of the ceremony.”

“It doesn’t matter~”

Lorde also smiled back and said indifferently: “It happens that I am also preparing something.”

Wilbur’s way of delaying time is very crude, he has already seen through this. A little trick, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com It’s just that he is also arranging and preparing certain things, so this is why he is just chatting with it.

“Then I can rest assured~”

Wilbur didn’t care, he put the pocket watch carefully into his arms, and then smiled: “Then please allow me to introduce the other Wilbur Whatleys.”

Lorde His eyelids twitched, and he couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

Michael sucked in a breath of cold air, and seemed to be shocked by what was in front of him.

Xixi and soso…

I saw one Wilbur after another, coming out from all directions.

They were like the hermit crabs left on the beach after the tide receded, flocking to give birth to their offspring, walking in almost uniform steps, like stiff marionettes.

Some of these people are wearing dirty blue overalls, some are wearing fancy dresses, some are wearing pajamas, some are wearing police uniforms… Each person is tall and low, male and female, old and old Few, but the weirdest thing is that everyone has the face of Wilbur Whateley.

Roughly counted, there are at least a thousand people!

Thousands of people with the same face, stared at them with stiff and strange eyes, a feeling of hair standing up spontaneously.

“Now… Ascension begins!”

Tens of thousands of Wilburs raised their arms and shouted in unison.

“Fuck…”

Lorde was stunned, and unfortunately he was hit by his words!

This Wilbur is not a monster at all, it should be said that it is a cockroach that is more appropriate!

[End of this Chapter]