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Chapter 399: Imprison, Murcielago

His arrogant declaration instantly infuriated Fenrir.

In the thousands of years since its birth, Fenrir had never seen any Asgardian gods who dared to be so arrogant in front of it, and even boasted to cut it into pieces. Even Odin, the King of Pantheon, had never said this.

It was only because it was a giant beast chosen by the three goddesses of fate that would end the rule of the gods above, sweeping through the Asgardian Divine Region with cold winter, and the world would announce the arrival and end of the Ragnarok in its roar!

"I was just careless just now." Fenrir growled again and again, and corrosive saliva flowed down from the gaps of its teeth, staring at Ulquiorra fiercely. "I will let you experience the consequences of angering me!"

The moment he finished speaking, the black death light that had been brewing in Fenrir's mouth for a long time shot out towards the figure!

Woo

A black death light that was as thick as a bucket pierced through the layers of hollow in a flash.

The shock wave emitted a cold and deathly stillness. Everywhere it passed, everything withered and withered. The snow and ice that covered the ground showed signs of decay and cracking. Even the air was filled with a chilling coldness.

Ulquiorra's face was still as calm as a pool of stagnant water. His feet did not move half a step. He slowly raised his right hand, intending to resist it with his physical body. The shock wave filled with the aura of destruction and death!

Boom!

The pitch black death light shock wave crashed into the palm with distinct joints.

However, something unexpected happened. Not only did the black light not destroy the man, but it was easily grasped by the two hands. It was as if it had crashed into an indestructible city wall.

As the five slender fingers gradually closed and clenched, the black death light that had been compressed into a ball struggled desperately. It continuously let out ear-piercing sounds that sounded like wailing. Immediately, it stirred up waves that could be seen with the naked eye. In the end, it was unable to withstand the pressure and exploded!

Amidst the howling winds that rose around them, the ground beneath Ulquiorra's feet was shattered by the shockwave of the explosion that spread out from the death light. Countless pieces of gravel were swept out like bullets.

"He actually... crushed my death light with one hand" Shock flashed through Fenrir's pupils.

His mind went blank, and he didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment.

This death light was the power of Helheim Underworld. Even the gods of Asgard didn't dare to touch it easily, otherwise their souls would be burned by the death energy, resulting in injuries that would never be healed.

Even Odin, the King of Pantheon, didn't dare to be arrogant enough to use his bare hands to take its death light ray head-on!

The man in front of him actually crushed the dead light with his bare hands.

However, the injuries he suffered were only the skin on the back of his hand... It was slightly charred and dark.

Just as Fenrir was in shock, Ulquiorra put down his hand and said in an indifferent tone, "After the attack just now, I have a general idea of your strength. Like the lower level hollow of the Espada, you are barely qualified to see my Resurrección."

Resurrección, also known as Sword Liberation.

After all the great hollow transformed, he would seal his strength core into the shape of zanpakuto. Sword Liberation would stimulate hollow's ability and return to the form of great hollow from the human form, thus obtaining several times or even dozens of times the strength amplification!

To a certain extent, it could be seen as death god's 'Shikai'.

It was worth mentioning.

In the original work, among all the Espada, only the number 'four' and above four Arrancar was strictly prohibited to use their Resurreccion near Las Noches by Aizen, because this might cause the soul extinction within tens of thousands of square meters!

Ulquiorra's eyes were slightly unpleasant, and she said coldly: "If it wasn't for the anxiety of Lord Lord, you would have been unqualified to see my Resurreccion with your strength, but now that I was commanded to showcase my power... .. Consider yourself lucky!"

"Mm..."

Fenrir let out an uneasy low roar and subconsciously shrank his body.

Although he did not understand the meaning of the 'Resurreccion', he could feel the deep and terrifying Spiritual Power that was surging like a flood from the other party's cold eyes!

"Imprison, Murcielago!"

Ulquiorra stood on the broken earth, slowly pulling out zanpakuto from his waist and spitting out a few cold words.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, his zanpakuto shattered with a bang, accompanied by the endless black Spiritual Power, covering the sky like dark clouds.

The naked eye could see Spiritual Power like a dark green heavenly river, recklessly rushing above the dark clouds. Then the incomparably heavy Spiritual Power turned into a continuous rain, mixed with endless fear and pressure, filling all corners of the space!

For a moment.

The air in the entire world suddenly became abnormally heavy, as if a heavy object was pressing down from all directions. It made one feel a burst of tightness in their chest, and even breathing became much more difficult.

Under the dark clouds, a waning moon appeared.

The light of the waning moon and the dark green spirit droplets resonated with each other, triggering fluctuations that could shatter the soul. A black demon figure slowly walked out.

Hu!

The bat-like black wings flapped, and the black rain that fell from the sky instantly dissipated.

The first thing that appeared in front of everyone's eyes was the demon-like bat wings.

Following that was a slender and long white robe. The bone helmet that originally only covered half of its body had now turned into a fully crowned double-horned helmet.

At the end of the slender arm that was as white as bone ashes, the black nails on the slender fingers had turned into sharp claws. Even the hair had changed from a messy short hair to a long black hair that reached the waist, fluttering along with the rippling breeze.

The dark green tear-shaped mark on Ulquiorra's face became deeper and thicker after the blade. From a distance, it seemed to be weeping for something. Coupled with the appearance and image of this demon, it made people feel an indescribable strange beauty!

At this moment, Fenrir suddenly felt a little... fear!

It didn't even need to fight. It could be judged by its intuition alone.

The gap between himself and that person was even bigger than the gap between him and Odin. It was like a ravine that could not be filled up at all. It was like a heavenly moat that stood in the middle, unable to cross over!

Right now, the only thing that could support him from running away was the fact that he was immortal!