Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1041: Follow the nature and conform to nature, so it is called virtue! (1)

Time, rewind a few hours ago.

In the depths of the spiritual world, in a quiet and peaceful academy.

Under the bright sunshine, on the broad lawn, the sprinkler quivered and sprayed water. Under the refraction of the light, a rainbow bridge was built. The streets were filled with all kinds of teenagers and girls, full of youth breath.

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Under the shade of a luxuriant tree, the fat man with a wretched temperament narrowed his eyes and kept scanning the crowd.

"What the **** are you reading?" Lord, sitting next to him, was a little uncomfortable with those eyes, with a black question mark on his face.

"You don't even know this?" The fat man gave him a contemptuous look, rubbed his double chin with his big hands, and said proudly, "Of course, let's check the developmental health of contemporary female college students!"

"...cough cough!!"

Lord didn't spit it out, and almost choked himself to death.

"Looking at your unpromising appearance, what are you afraid of?" Fatty raised his hand and patted his friend's back, then smiled slyly: "I'm not just lustful, but I want to study the subject of my graduation thesis. It's called contemporary female development research!"

His voice was not too small, and when he was heard by the students coming and going, they all cast glaring eyes.

But this fat man has an extremely thick skin. Instead of being embarrassed, he stared at those people carelessly. As a result, the girls ran away with red cheeks and shyness, and threw "two stinky hooligans" and so on. evaluation of.

Looking at the gazes around him, Lorde can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in.

At the same time, he began to think, why did he come over with this fat man and squat under a tree to observe the development of contemporary women?

"Keep watching, I won't play with you anymore!"

Lord dropped a sentence, got up and patted his butt, and was about to leave.

He has more important things to do. He doesn't have time to accompany this **** fat man. He is here to observe female development.

"Don't worry, it's too early for Sithone to devour you."

Unexpectedly, Lorde hadn't taken two steps before the fat man's leisurely voice came from behind him: "Although the God of the Underworld originates from Sishorn, it doesn't belong to that guy for a long time, help you to drag it out for a while, It's still fine."

Lord's footsteps stopped, and when he turned back, his eyes flashed: "Who the **** are you?!"

"Me?"

The fat man pointed at himself, smiled, and said, "You don't even know who you are. What's the point of asking me who I am?"

"Is this an illusion created by you?" Lorde glanced around vigilantly and asked coldly. At the same time, his muscles were tense, ready to fight at any time.

"I'm not so capable..."

The fat man spoke slowly, dragged his cheek with one hand, and looked at him with a half-smile: "This is your spiritual world, and no one can control it except you."

"What's your purpose?"

Lord deliberately kept his distance, even though the person in front of him was his bad friend, but...that was just false after all.

"This sentence, you should not ask me, but ask yourself."

The fat man shook his head and said regretfully: "It's not that I have any purpose, but the reason why you are here is because you are confused, you have forgotten your past, and you have forgotten the most important things."

"Funny, what did I forget?"

Lord laughed angrily and asked loudly, "You should say it!"

"Then tell me, what's your name?"

The fat man ignored his anger, slowly got up from the lawn, and walked towards him step by step, saying word by word.

"I..." Lord said halfway through his mouth, but he was suddenly stunned.

"I can't say it, right?" The fat man came to the front with a trace of sadness in his eyes, stared at him seriously, and said, "Lord Carl, is it your name or his name?"

"I...I..."

Lord's face turned pale, as if struck by lightning, he subconsciously took two steps back.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't speak.

It's just a name, just a name, a simple name, but it's like a heavy burden, pressing down on him.

Lord Carr?

No, no, that's not his name!

The man named Lord Carl should be the host of the other half of the flower in the future timeline, the indifferent Spirit King.

So, who is he?

A traveler from Earth? Or a delusional figure?

Thinking about it, he found the biggest bug!

From the beginning to the end, he seems to have no memory of the 'last life', but only the original memory that he has seen.

It's as if the memory of the previous life was obscured by some invisible fog, or even erased, leaving only the original memory of Marvel and Death.

The chaotic thoughts, like red-hot iron needles, sting Lord's spirit.

"Uhhhhh..."

Lord fell to his knees in pain, with one hand on his forehead, his blue veins bulging.

Those surging thoughts, like hot iron hooks, penetrated his flesh and brain, and hooked up **** broken things.

He...should have a name!

But that name was forgotten by him, along with the past, was thrown away!

"A man who forgets his name and his past is sad, isn't it?"

The fat man patted him on the shoulder, and said slyly: "We just want you to find your past, and...don't be swallowed by it."

"Who is it?"

Lord resisted the pain, raised his head with difficulty, and asked.

"Didn't you already guess?" Fatty said meaningfully: "That flower...isn't so easy to be swallowed~IndoMTL.com~ You seem to...know a lot something?"

Lord's blood-red eyes stared at him stubbornly, those eyes wishing to rip him off.

"You should have known, but...you just forgot." Fatty sighed, but didn't want to explain too much, shook his head and said, "When you remember, everything Naturally you will understand."

"You... ah!"

Lord wanted to ask again, but the growing pain stopped him abruptly.

Rumble...

I saw that the huge campus ground suddenly began to collapse and crack.

The originally blue sky has been dyed black, and an evil will continues to spread, touching every part of the world.

"The rate of erosion...so fast?!"

Seeing Fatty's face, it suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "This place has been eroded, and I can't stay any longer. You prepare, and I will send you to the next level."

"One level down...?"

Lord asked with a splitting headache.

"Inception, you should have seen it, right?"

The fat man patted his shoulder and said solemnly: "The spiritual world also has many layers, you can understand it as the Inception space, now I'm going to send you to the next layer, where the flow of time is slower, you can Delay for a while."

"Wait..."

Before Lord's words were spoken, his eyes suddenly darkened.

At this moment, the flow of time in the world seems to be slowed down thousands of times.

"Just remember..."

The fat man sat cross-legged with a sad expression: "If you don't want to be swallowed, go find your name!"