Chapter 1515 Doomsday Horn

Latest website:

"We welcome the return of the Spiritual King!" One voice after another, like a huge wave, kept echoing in the three realms.

"Quiet the chaos." Luo De, who was sitting on the throne, spat out two words. Now, no one, or even anything, can stop his will and vision.

From the three realms, to the universe, to multiple dimensions. As small as a mustard seed, as big as the universe. Even all living things, every move, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, anger, sorrow, past and future are all within sight.

The war caused by the demon army is still eroding and causing harm to the present world and the three realms. The demon kings do not know that he has returned and is still fighting against the God of Death and the Void.

"Yes!" The members of Team Zero, Hasward and Yhwach understood what the Soul King meant. Next, it's time to end it all.

There is no need for Tianzhu to push out. The Spirit King waved his hand and swept away, and time and space suddenly changed. Aizen appeared in Xuye Palace. After being stunned for a moment, he raised his head and looked up at the lonely moon in the dark night. The corners of his lips curled up: "Now, it seems that I can relax a little bit." Yhwach Bach and Hasward actually said directly The Kree Empire appears thousands of light years away on the other side of the galaxy.

All members of Team Zero suddenly descended on Soul Society. The demon kings who were wreaking havoc suddenly felt cold all over their bodies. When they looked up, they saw five figures standing in the air.

The demon legions that continuously poured into Soul Society from the gate of hell seemed to have been directly wiped out. Hundreds of thousands of them disappeared out of thin air. Such a shocking and terrifying scene directly made several demon kings look horrified. .

"Is it you?" Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni held a knife in one hand, bathed in blood, and frowned: "I don't need your help here."

"We are here to quell the chaos on the orders of the Spiritual King!" The leader of the army, Yibingwei, slowly took half a step, his pen knife lightly cut through the void, and said with a smile: "This farce, It's time to end... black ants!" As he swung the penknife, its sharp edge was like a hair of ink, carving the word "black ant" on it.

The next moment, countless demon armies and demon kings felt their bodies weakened countless times, as if they had turned into humble ants.

"You guys, you can go and die." A huge voice sounded like thunder in the sky. An unparalleled pressure, accompanied by an extremely heavy storm, was like the Milky Way pouring down, and the sky tens of thousands of miles away suddenly darkened.

When the devil and the devil raised their heads, they saw a huge and boundless foot falling from the sky. .........

"Sure enough, you are the one who wins in the end." Mephisto also saw the final outcome. Her tone was a little complicated, feeling both relieved and disappointed.

"Is this what you want?" Lord lowered his eyes with deep eyes: "What exactly is it that you want?"

"After waiting for so long, there must be a result." Mephisto said calmly: "The most important thing is that no matter who wins in the end, time is almost running out."

"Yes, we are running out of time..." Lord shook his head. Time is a luxury for everyone.

Those bastards hiding in the gutter would not give him much time to prepare. As that existence slowly awakened, it was time to resolve the matter between him and Karl.

"It's a pity that I can't witness the final outcome." Mephisto said with a hint of regret as he raised his hand to summon a gray crystal: "This belongs to you, the winner's prize, take it. ." Hell fragment... Lord raised his hand to integrate the crystal into his body, feeling his will and authority, and further expanded.

Now, the world of the dead also belongs to him. Mephisto, on the other hand, slowly closed his eyes, and his body was like scattered gravel, decomposing little by little and disappearing.

After all the fragments of hell merge, complete authority is finally revealed. The living, the dead, heaven and hell.

Feel carefully the knowledge contained in authority and integrate everything.

"It turns out that the so-called hell... is actually heaven." Lord laughed as if he was mocking himself. This is really the biggest irony. Heaven and hell actually exist as one.

No wonder...Lucifer has been unable to fully control Hell despite trying hard for so long. Outside the main hall, Gabriel and other Seraphim walked in one after another.

The blazing white divine light, like the most noble crown, was placed on Lord's head, and the authority that symbolized hell turned into a sharp sword in his hand.

, after seeing the crown, Gabriel folded his wings, slowly knelt down on one knee, and lowered his proud head.

"See our Lord." Seraphs knelt down and bowed their heads like humble servants: "Almighty Father, please accept our blessing, and I am willing to use the sharp sword in your hand to sweep away all disasters." Yes, this For a moment, Lord finally became their master.

"Gabriel..." Lord's eyes fell through the void and fell on the unknown territory: "Blow the horn for me."

"Your will is my will, great Heavenly Father." Gabriel walked towards the throne step by step and humbly took the horn from his hand.

Woo--from that horn, a melodious and simple sound came out. The sound seemed to penetrate through the years, sounding from the ancient past, present and future at the same time, echoing in the universe and even countless dimensions.

The sound of the trumpet awakens some sleeping ancient being. That's the call of war! Just as prophesied, beside the Supreme Father, the angel of judgment Gabriel blew the trumpet of doomsday.

Woo——! ! The sound of ancient horns reaches deep into the stars. The ancient ones that cannot be spied upon, the beings from outside the universe and outside the dimensions, cast their profound gazes there.

"He...is coming!" Like a sphere gathered by billions of starlight, it shook time and space.

The humanoid existence with thousands of transformed faces said teasingly in a playful tone: "Yes, he...is back." The existence that gave birth to countless offspring, like a stench and rotting cloud, said in a deep voice: "This time, we won't lose again."

"Yeah, I won't lose again." It looked like a humanoid existence with thousands of faces, staring ahead with deep and dark eyes.

In the depths of the universe, there is a kaleidoscope-like illusion, but all of this is constantly dissolving, falling into the unfathomable and endless abyss.

In the abyss, which is like the source of darkness, all material galaxies are being swallowed, rotated, and annihilated.

The ancient source of ultimate chaos is a huge shadow whose original appearance cannot be clearly seen. In the abominable flute sound, it pulses regularly, like a huge heart. With every pulse of it, there are light years. The stars that are the base number disappear.

"Tsk...it's really unpleasant." The person with thousands of constantly changing faces picked out his ears with his little finger, put it to his mouth and blew, saying: "After so long, these guys don't know Shall we learn from human beings? For example, in such a great time, I think it would be good to use Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 in C minor." But unfortunately, her two companions did not seem to be very interested in this topic.

"Okay~ okay~ It's really boring." Thousands of people with changing faces spread their hands helplessly and sighed: "I'm starting to miss Hastur a little. If this guy is still here, he will definitely agree with me."

"It's time... to unite all things." Billions of spheres condensed with light slowly drifted into the dark abyss.

The rotten cloud that gave birth to its offspring drove its huge and bloated body towards the abyss.

And thousands of people with constantly changing faces also followed them into the abyss.

"The next time we meet, it will be over...Lord."...Lord was about to step into a light door when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Aren't you going to leave me even a farewell?" He froze immediately and sighed softly. He guessed who it was, but he didn't look back: "It's you... Lie." Stopped. His person is Mao Zhihualie.

"You will come back, right?" Maozhihualie did not cry, but stared at the familiar figure with red eyes.

"Well..." Lord nodded slightly and said in a serious tone: "Yes, I will definitely come back." Uzhihua Lie folded his hands on his abdomen, like a wife sending her husband away, and there was a touch of moisture in her eyes. , said with full blessings: "May you have prosperous martial arts and come back victorious!" Luo De stepped into the light door.

"I'm... coming, Carl."

Latest website: