MTL - Global Gaowu - v2 Chapter 1297 Breaking eight (ten with subscription)

A senior death fan was studying the Zanpakuto illustrated book, unfortunately choked to death while drinking…

However, by the grace of God, I was lucky enough to travel to the world of “Fairy Tail”, and was reborn in the body of an ordinary magic swordsman from mainland China!

A dress-up magic similar to that of Erza! However, the difference from Erza’s “knight” is that the weapons he used for dressing up–all of them are Zanpakuto from Shinigami! !

Tell me, can he stand up in this world of Fairy Tail?

“It’s not awesome…” A certain house said brazenly, “We can’t waste those Zanpakuto?”

Book group “Accompaniment”: 36367163 (full)

Book group “Ensemble”: 233363178 (missing)

(It contains the plot of amnesia, but there are only thirteen chapters. Children’s shoes that you can’t bear it, please enter carefully…)

- Description from novelbuddy

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.…Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.It’s a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

What happens when one eats Death?

Personally, I don’t really know. What I do know is merely one thing.

I’m hungry.

Therefore, I’ll take the heads of these guys and deliver them to my superiors.

Surely, I’ll be able to eat delicious food.

Come, if preparations are in order, we depart.

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…