Chapter 1015 10 Disasters (continued)

"Ten...disasters?"

Tony was stunned for a moment, confused.

"Besides women and mechas, the only thing left in your mind is red wine, right?" Frank was speechless and said, "Haven't you heard of the Ten Plagues of Egypt?"

"Well...that's me before."

Tony shrugged and said: "Now, my mind is full of mechas and ghosts. If you don't believe me, you can ask Potts. I haven't had a party in a long time."

After a pause, he asked again: "What are the ten plagues of Egypt? What does it have to do with the weather in Soul Society?"

"..."

Frank didn't want to talk to him.

At this time, Jarvis came to the rescue and said: "Sir, the ten plagues of Egypt originate from the Bible - Exodus. God sent ten major plagues to Egypt, persuaded Pharaoh, and restored the freedom of Moses and the people."

"I think what Mr. Frank means is that the current weird weather in Soul Society is similar to the ten plagues in Egypt, so it is named 'Ten Plagues'."

Tony's face sank and his brows furrowed: "Since there are ten disasters, that means...in addition to heavy rain, high temperature, severe cold, and hail, these four disasters, there are still six disasters that have not appeared?"

"You'll see it soon."

Frank dragged Tony and ran wildly, glanced at him, and said meaningfully: "Fortunately, you were only two hours late. If it had been two more hours... you would have been dead."

Hearing this, Tony felt very uncomfortable and felt as if he had been underestimated. He said a little unhappy: "I'm not an idiot. If I find something is wrong, I will definitely run away. No matter how severe the ten disasters are, I won't run away." Aren’t you going to drop it?”

"hehe."

In response, Frank sneered: "You don't really think that a disaster of this level can make all the captains hide, do you?"

Tony wanted to say something more, but Frank raised his hand to stop him: "The hailstorm is almost over. We must rush to the first team as soon as possible, otherwise... we will die!"

The next second, Frank suddenly accelerated.

The spiritual pressure boiled to the point of almost burning, like a dark meteor, passing over the Seireitei building.

Its speed is so fast that it pulls out transparent air waves in mid-air, like a dragon emerging from the sea, roaring and dancing in the sky.

The hailstones as big as icebergs were shot to pieces by Frank before they even got close. The two of them made their way unimpeded and quickly rushed to the first team.

After experiencing the baptism of four disasters, almost the entire Seireitei was destroyed. The buildings collapsed one after another, leaving only ruins as far as the eye could see.

The first team in front of us is the only building group that is still standing strong.

When the two stepped in, the hail outside ended, but the clouds still shrouded the sky, accompanied by a certain depressing atmosphere.

"Okay, we're safe."

Frank breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the gray sky outside, and said happily: "You are lucky. If I had discovered your spiritual pressure a little later, I wouldn't have been able to save you even if I wanted to. It’s possible.”

Tony raised his eyebrows, and when he was thinking of retorting, he was interrupted by a thunder.

Boom!

The huge thunder sounded like tens of millions of people gathering to beat drums, or like thousands of troops galloping and trampling, carrying an incomparable wave of sound that made the whole earth tremble.

Tony felt as if his heart had stopped for half a beat just now. When the soles of his feet touched the ground, he could feel the violent vibrations and numbness caused by them.

"Here comes...the fifth plague!"

Frank patted Tony on the shoulder, stared at the sky outside, and said solemnly: "When you see this, you will naturally understand why I said you are lucky."

Dark clouds loomed over the sky, and invisible pressure filled the air.

The clouds, as thick as ink, suddenly rolled violently, as if there was something huge hiding in the huge clouds.

The next moment, Tony's horrified eyes reflected a bright, dazzling golden color that could not be described in words!

Rumble——! ! !

In the boundless black clouds, a giant golden beast suddenly emerged. Its whole body seemed to be made of gilded gold, exuding an extremely dazzling light, and its temperament was sacred and inviolable.

Tony squinted his eyes and observed carefully, then suddenly took a breath of air and said in shock: "That thing... is actually made of thunder and lightning?!"

Yes, the giant beast in the clouds is even made up of golden thunderbolts, woven together like silk threads.

The bones and veins, as well as the image and temperament, are all vividly outlined by thunder.

At first glance, it looks like a mythical creature.

A strong aura of destruction flowed down from the sky, permeating the entire Seireitei, leaving every void without shuddering.

The thunder beast's crimson and violent eyes contained the domineering meaning of overlooking all living beings. Just a random collision shocked Tony's mind, and a blood arrow shot out of his mouth.

"Roar--!"

The roaring sound of the thunder beast, mixed with thousands of flashes of thunder, made the whole world and even all living beings tremble!

Then, thousands of thunders fell down, like a towering tree growing upside down from the sky.

Golden thunderbolts hung down one after another, extending wantonly like tree branches, reaching every corner of the Seireitei. They were densely packed and almost filled the heaven and earth, filled with a shuddering aura of destruction.

"The fifth plague...thunder disaster."

Frank's face dropped, and the fur all over his body was trembling, unable to contain it at all.

"Oh, God......"

Tony's eyes widened, his expression frozen at this moment.

Now, except for meditating on God in my heart, any words seem extremely pale and powerless under the thunder disaster.

"Excuse me...what's at the back?"

Tony asked tremblingly.

"The sixth disaster is Gangfeng, the seventh is blood sea, the eighth is illusion, the ninth is endless, the tenth is..." Frank was silent for a moment and said: "At the end of time, all things will perish."

Tony's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly remembered something, and asked hurriedly: "Wait, you know so clearly, that means..."

"You're right."

Frank sighed and said: "This is the fourth time. It lasts for ten hours every day, and each disaster lasts for one hour. After the disaster is over, everything will return to its original state."

Tony felt a chill all over his body, and his pupils dilated to the limit: "Time...turn back? Who on earth can do such a thing?!"

Frank glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Who else could it be?"

"Could it be...that it's Him?"

Tony was startled and seemed to have guessed it.

"Now, do you understand?"

Frank patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Next time, remember not to be late again. You are not so lucky every time."

Tony nodded blankly and swallowed with fear.

If he had come one hour later, according to the previous progress, he would have hit the fifth disaster, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"Let's go, Vice Captain Nisuri and Captain Urahara, they have been waiting for you for a long time." Frank woke up Tony who was in a daze and said: "Only you can solve this disaster."

The two of them walked along the corridor outside, fearing that they would be struck by lightning, all the way to the captain's conference room.

The moment he pushed the door open, there were several figures standing on the left and right sides, draped in neat white feathers, exuding an overwhelming momentum, mixed with extremely heavy spiritual pressure, and came over like a landslide and tsunami.

Is this...the Gotei 13?

Tony's breathing was stagnant, his senses seemed to be stripped away, and his limbs felt as heavy as shackles.

"Tony Stark, why are you two hours late?"

Deep in the conference room, an old man with a long beard was leaning on a cane. A gleam of light burst out from his cloudy old eyes, and his voice was like a huge bell.

The old man cast a look, and the whole space seemed to be collapsing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it seems that even the air has become thinner, as if someone is holding my throat. The old and decaying body became taller and taller in Tony's eyes, like a huge mountain towering into the clouds.

Tony suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and the thought that my life was at risk came to mind.

Just when he couldn't hold it anymore, a figure stood in front of him and said in a lazy voice: "Captain, he is just the agent of Death. For the sake of saving Soul Society before, forgive him." Let’s break the promise this time.”

After that, the man turned around, it was Urahara Kisuke, captain of the 12th Division.

"Thank you...thank you."

Tony gave him a grateful look, breathing heavily, and the clothes on his back were almost wet.

"It's okay, I won't say anything unnecessary."

Urahara Kisuke first smiled, and then said seriously: "I invited you here because I want you to help us."

"Uh... are you expecting too much from me?"

Tony's face looked a little ugly, he shrank his neck and said, "I'm not that capable of dealing with things like that outside."

"Nonsense, of course I know you can't solve it."

Urahara Kisuke glared at him and said angrily: "The ten disasters can't be solved at all. I want you to help Niruri and me build a machine that leads to a parallel universe."

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched: "Can I say 'no'?"

Urahara Kisuke smiled slightly and raised his hand to put on Tony's shoulder: "Many times in life, there is no choice, what do you think?"

After the words fell, Twelve's cold eyes fell on Tony as if they penetrated the space.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Tony spoke very fast, fearing that if he was half a second too late, the outcome would be unknown.