Chapter 797 The Tailor Who Sews Death——Shutaro 0 Handmaru
The group of people who appeared behind Senjumaru were all of moderate build, wearing the same black clothes and the same black helmets, as if they were carved out of the same mold.
Although the Soul King Palace was guarded by the Zero Squad, it did not mean that only the five members of the Zero Squad guarded the Soul King Palace.
The Soul King gave each of the five members of the Zero Squad a floating island in the sky, also known as the Zero Squad Palace, and each owner of the Zero Squad Palace could also have his own subordinates.
In the Kirin Temple, Tenshiro's Kirin Hall, Sumino and Subiru were his subordinates, and the many women transformed by Zanpakutō in the Phoenix Hall belonged to Nimaiya Wangyue. At this time, these black-clothed men who were printed out of the same mold were under the jurisdiction of Senjumaru, and Senjumaru called them divine soldiers, who did not belong to the Zero Squad but were also the power to protect the Soul King.
With Senjumaru's order, the dozen or so divine soldiers drew their weapons and rushed towards Gerard without hesitation!
At this time, Tenshiro also flashed to the side to make way for the attacking divine soldiers.
And these divine soldiers had already dispersed on the way to attack, and attacked Gerard from all directions!
Gerard did not stay in place and wait to be besieged, but took the initiative to attack. He rushed to the four divine soldiers in one step and swept away with a sword.
The four divine soldiers did not intend to dodge or resist, and all the long swords in their hands stabbed at the enemy in front of them.
But under Gerard's sword, their blades broke at the touch, and their bodies were cut in two in an instant!
Or maybe it was not done by Gerard himself?
Habach also got rid of the brief shock. I am afraid that if the man behind me did not approach me, let alone sew a piece of clothes under me unconsciously, he must not have such speed. Wouldn't it be easier to attack me directly?
But my hand just touched the clothes under me, and the clothes seemed to be alive. A thorn suddenly emerged from the surface and pierced my palm.
"I forgot to tell him that you forgot to take out the needle when you finished. It's a good habit."
The divine soldiers on my left and right were either cut off by a sword or blown away by a punch. Judging from our strangely bent bodies, I'm afraid our spines have not been shattered and we can't stand up again.
"What is that?!"
At this time, the divine soldiers on the left, right and front also came. The death of our companions seemed to have no effect on us. Even though we knew that we would die the next moment, we still swung the long sword in our hands without hesitation!
Looking back, the only ones who have approached me are these strong and resistant divine soldiers.
But as its owner, Qian Shouwan still has an icy expression on his face, and there is no emotion in his eyes, as if no matter how small the death is, it has no weight in your eyes.
"Such trash will be useless no matter how many times they come!"
"Do you think that you can threaten His Majesty by restraining you? It's wishful thinking for those guys!"
Senjumaru put aside his considerations for the time being and looked at Habach, "I forgot about him for a while, but it's your fault. After all, he is no longer a person who needs to be dealt with."
"Continue." You continued to give orders in an emotional voice.
Just as you were thinking about it, Habach's small voice interrupted your thoughts, "Still send out that kind of useful trash, man?" I pointed my long sword at Senjumaru, and my tone was full of arrogance, "I said such a small talk, but it's really disappointing that it's just that level!"
More divine weapons emerged from the back of the cylinder on the edge of the platform. We were like emotionless machines, and we drew our blades and attacked Habach and Yougerard and seven others.
Habach's eyes narrowed, and his eyes followed the thin line all the way to his body, and something even more shocking happened to me.
Habach laughed a little, "It's just a piece of clothing, what's the point? They men hate to do such unnecessary things."
As I said that, my right hand, like a palm leaf fan, grabbed the clothes under me, as if to tear them apart.
Habach shouted a little, slashed with his left sword, and punched with his right hand at the same time.
Whose ability is that?
Looking at Habach who was limp, Qianjumaru covered his mouth and smiled heavily.
When the blade of the magic weapon in front of him was about to touch Habach, I turned around suddenly, swept my right arm, and the first seven magic weapons didn't have time to touch my body, and they died.
"It seems that he hasn't noticed it yet? But it can't be blamed on him." Qianjumaru said, stretching out a hand, holding a long golden needle in his hand, and a line was connected to the end of the needle, "After all, people always find it difficult to ignore the safety right in front of them."
What kind of ability is it?
Even though they were not afraid of death, thinking of exchanging their lives for injuries, more than a dozen divine soldiers were defeated in an instant without even touching the enemy. Death may not be terrible for us, but death cannot hinder the enemy even a little bit, which makes the passing of life seem a little sad.
"He can do that kind of thing with the cover of these bastards!" Habach was sure that was not the truth of the matter.
Even facing the siege of divine soldiers that were several times less than the last time, Habach did not feel any sense of urgency. I was like a god of war. No matter whether it was a long sword or any part of the body, as long as it touched the divine weapon, it would bring unstoppable death to the opponent.
On the other side, the divine soldiers besieging Yougerard died even slower. When we were less than ten meters away from Yougerard, we seemed to be caught by a tangible hand, and our bodies died happily like a tightly twisted towel.
It is certain that Habach showed a weak strength combining strength and speed, which was an unknown strange ability shown by someone next to Yougerard. That made Qianjumaru stroking his chin and thinking.
I saw that a very close-fitting white shirt appeared on my naked lower body without knowing when. There was a diamond-shaped square on the front of the shirt, and seven white solid diamonds in seven corners on the outside, which was the symbol of the Zero Division.
"Of course, it was the clothes that I specially sewed for him. I am grateful and surprised. Your efficiency is sometimes very low, and you are unworthy of the title of Qianjumaru." Qianjumaru half covered his cheek with his hand and said warmly.
Maybe it was just a few blinks less than the next time, and I was surrounded by the bodies of divine soldiers.
Not only that, in an instant, about a hundred thorns pierced out from the inside of the clothes, causing Habach's body to tremble. From a distance, he looked like a little white hedgehog.
"But you also said that he was grateful to you, so he would care about that little mistake, right?"
Senjumaru said: "The reaction is so fast, of course, it's also slow. You just said that people always ignore the glory behind their eyes."
"Ah?!"