Chapter 729 Killing the God
Sheath Fu is its name.
But to be more precise, that's not its real name.
From the literal meaning of the word "sheath", it is not difficult to guess the thoughts of Ermeiya Wang Yue. All the scabbards in the world surrender to it, just like the believers who bow their bodies and worship the gods devoutly and full of fear.
Although Ermeiya Wang Yue said that Sheabushi was his most failed work, in reality it contained a strong sense of showmanship.
Especially when the sword god Nikaiya Wang Yue appeared in the original work, he was carrying a huge water tank full of liquid, shouting like a fish, and slashing members of the Star Cross Knights. Force Aizen.
Although Wang Yue was defeated in the end, the sharpness of the sheath was not to be boasted.
If you still can't understand how sharp it is just from the naming method, then let's change to a simpler way.
The captain of the God's Forgiveness Guards, Lijie Barro, whose holy text is known as the absolutely indefensible penetrating force of all things, was unexpectedly ambushed by the sheath after he aimed at Niemaya Wang Yue and fired a fatal spiritual beam. Split in half.
The All-Things Connectivity is a force that is above reality and belongs to the rule system. In theory, it is absolutely impossible to defend.
Lord has also used All Things Penetration many times, so he can better understand its horror. Once the target is set, everything touched along the way will be directly penetrated without exception, and cannot be used in any way. Low or defensive in any way.
Even Randekiel, one of the Seraphs, had his origin damaged by the penetration of all things.
It can be seen from this that the sheath is by no means...sharp in the ordinary sense.
The moment Lord held the handle of the sheathed sword, he seemed to feel the sword cheering. Everything in the world became as fragile as paper in front of him. He only needed to wave the blade gently to cut it. Anything that stands in his way is 'cut off'.
The sheath... was calling to him.
As if he had finally found his master, the joyful mood caused the blade to tremble slightly and emit a sweet and ethereal chirp.
Different from the feeling given to other Zanpakutō by Lord, the sword spirit in the sheath is like an ignorant child, without any distracting thoughts or ideas, only a pure and extreme kind of thinking, which is to cut off everything that dares to hinder it. thing.
It is precisely because of this extreme purity that it is endowed with the characteristic of being almost nothing.
Perhaps due to the purity of the sheath, Lord's virtualization this time did not have his mind swallowed by the man, but retained his self-awareness completely, which is equivalent to the masked army that tamed the great void in the body in the original work.
This feeling... is awesome!
Dark spiritual pressure burned all over his body, and the violent friction in the atmosphere was like boiling water exploding.
The wings of the Seraph, which were supposed to be sacred and noble, turned into the dark wings of the Fallen Angel under the influence of the power of virtualization.
Lord looked at the dark wings and couldn't help but have random thoughts in his mind.
If Michael saw him like this, would he use those sharp claws to rush over and leave a few blood marks on his face?
"Now that things have happened, are you still struggling?!"
The roar of Tavel At Umu pulled Lord back to reality from the call of the formation.
"You... are really noisy!"
Through that ominous white bone mask, those two scarlet-bloody pupils were burning, as if they were tired of His endless persuasion, and a violent emotion mixed with extreme disgust and hatred enveloped him. The dark spiritual pressure is like a sea wave, creating endless ripples.
The moment the last word fell, the sky was filled with thousands of waves and huge waves.
It was like a huge rock being thrown into a calm lake, and a terrifying sound no less than the earth shattering, swept through the sky for thousands of miles in an instant!
Tavel Yat Umu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the billions of brilliance in his eyes disappeared, only because a pair of scarlet pupils ignited with dark flames, full of violence and murderous intent, appeared in front of him in an instant.
"There's so much nonsense, why don't I cut you off first and then talk about it!"
Accompanied by a voice full of murderous intent, Lord held the sheath and stepped forward. Without any skills at all, he swung an ordinary half-moon slash. However, if he looked closely at the place where the blade passed, the space was actually filled with space. Cut a crack silently.
"You want to touch God with just your blade?!"
Almost in an instant, Tawer Yat Umu manipulated the space and forcibly folded it tens of millions of times: "It was just me who wanted you to do it before. This is us...the one who unites all things." The true power of!"
Layer after layer, again and again, the void presents magnificent and colorful crystal walls.
It was an indescribable and unspeakable weird shape, as if it were a multi-dimensional crystal barrier that was physically impossible to exist, let alone definable.
The distance that seemed so close and within reach was actually out of reach at this moment, as if there was an impenetrable chasm between them. It was a barrier between worlds, a taboo that no mortal was allowed to cross. Level!
"so what?"
A voice full of disdain sounded, and Lord moved forward stubbornly, turning the upward slashing blade to slash downward.
It is still unremarkable, and can even be seen everywhere. It has no power at all, and it does not have any amazing slashes. It is just like an ordinary long knife, completely abandoning the fancy moves.
Clang——!
The blade trembled slightly, making a sound like a dragon's roar.
A scene that shocked Tavel Yat Umu appeared. The ordinary knife struck by Lord cut through the crystal wall as if entering an uninhabited land, and the space folded thousands of times was in front of it. It was so fragile. It was vulnerable to a blow and was cut off silkily the moment it was touched.
Yes...that's silky smooth.
He could only use such adjectives to describe the sharpness of this knife.
It doesn't use some ability to crack the folding space, it just 'cuts' the space. The process is like a hot butter knife, easily cutting through a piece of butter, and the blade is sharp enough to finish cutting. , not stained with any butter.
Uh-huh!
Cutting off the space crystal wall with one strike, the momentum continued to fall.
There was no time to dodge, and Tavel Yat Umu was cut off most of his head by this knife.
However, Sheofu's extremely sharp 'power', after cutting off Tavel Yat Umu's head, still didn't stop for a moment, and waved out a huge arc of light that was a thousand meters long and flew out. It disappeared after tens of thousands of meters.
Most of the sky was split open by the knife, and the huge black gap stretched for tens of thousands of miles.
Clang...
Swinging his sword lightly, Lord turned around, his clothes hunting.
Tawer Yat Umu fell to the ground with a crash, and a flood of blood poured on the ground. Although he was not completely dead, he could not stand up again. Those eyes that condensed billions of rays of light used an inexplicable expression. Looked at him with pity.
"Lord, you will regret this."
"Stepping into the ultimate abyss is the best [result] for you."
"Since you have chosen to take this path, I hope that when we meet again in the future, you will not regret your choice today."
After Tawer Yat Umu finished speaking these words, his huge body turned into an erratic ghost, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
"At least now, I don't regret it."
Lord replied silently in his heart, and then turned his gaze to the singularity.
Although Tavel At Umu is dead, the singularity he created did not disappear with his passing. Instead, it took advantage of this delay to expand again by swallowing a large amount of planetary material.
"I know you are..."
Lord whispered softly and said: "I have found the knife that carries you, aren't you going to show up?"
