Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1453: The story of fate

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"Swear on my name!"

The moment he recited the oath, he raised his knife and slashed down.

The ultimate edge erupted, cutting off the chaotic and chaotic void, and the sword energy rushed like a long river, and the place it passed was blank.

In the end, the chaos dissipated, and the eyes were completely new.

An ancient theater-style building stands impressively in the middle of the dilapidated city ruins. The mottled stones silently tell the history. Above the head is a quiet and rippling lake, and under the feet are stars arranged and combined.

This is a group of buildings... silently underwater.

Up and down, left and right, seem to be reversed, and the spatial structure of the entire ruins presents a distorted disorder, which seems to be far away, deep and shallow.

"It feels very similar to Lalaiye..."

Lord took a closer look at the direction, and found that the entire space was in a state of confusion, and on the ruined walls all around, there were depictions of madness.

There is no doubt that there is an Old One sleeping here.

"Welcome to... the Dreamland of Carcosa."

A lady wearing a mask and a long skirt fluttered over, and said respectfully: "Great master, I have been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."

Obviously, the owner of this place has long known that he will come.

However, he also noticed one thing, and that was the 'Carcosa's dream' mentioned by the woman.

Here... is it a dream?

Is it a metaphor of some kind of wording, or is this place really just a dream?

"Hasta?"

Lord glanced at the woman, and there was a familiar yellow mark on that pale mask.

"It is the master of the star sea in the deep space, the indescribable one."

The woman replied.

"Where is Natasha?"

Lord Road.

"Natasha? I'm not sure. If you have any questions, you can ask the great master yourself." The woman said: "I believe that the wise star master will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Heh... What a big tone."

Lord sarcastically said: "Any questions... can you answer them?"

"Yes."

The woman said frantically: "The great Lord of the Starry Sky in the Deep Sea is an omnipotent and omniscient existence, and any questions you may have can be answered from her, please don't doubt this, sir. "

"Okay, let me see."

Lord didn't talk nonsense, and walked directly to the theater.

He would like to see what Hastur is capable of, dare to boast, and answer all his questions.

The woman leads the way, and he follows.

Passing through some ruins along the way, Lord expressed his feelings and asked casually: "Since your master is so powerful, how did Carcosa be destroyed?"

Hearing this, the woman stopped in her tracks.

She squatted down slowly, picked up a handful of dust from the ruins, put it near her mouth and blew it, let the wind and sand fall, then turned her head and said slowly: "Sir, knowing everything does not mean , you can change everything, fate is not a shackle, but... the inertia of choice."

"Selected... inertia?"

Lord seemed to understand a little bit, as if he understood a little bit, but he didn't understand it after thinking about it.

"Soon, you'll find out."

The woman smiled slightly: "We are not enemies, or... To some extent, your enemy has never been a specific person or thing."

"The last one who spoke riddles in front of me, do you know what happened to her?" Lord said coldly.

"The loss of life is the most insignificant thing for us."

The woman was not afraid, and said: "So, please come with me, don't make the master wait too long."

She is just a fabricated fantasy in this dream, she can be resurrected even if she dies, and she is indeed not afraid.

"Let's go."

Lord Road.

The two walked through the ruins of the city and came to the old yellow theater, which contained a dilapidated stage and countless audiences who had long since died.

A woman wearing a mask and a long yellow fluffy dress danced wildly on the stage. There were two people with dull faces in the audience, clapping their hands like mechanical puppets.

The soles of the women on the stage are already bleeding.

And the dancing posture can't be called graceful, it can even be said... a little scary, after all, every swing of the arms and legs is completely out of the human category, like a soft creature without bones.

"Natasha, Black Panther, Rhodes..."

Although they were all wearing masks, the fluctuation of their souls could still make Lord recognize them at a glance. They were the three missing people.

"Lord walked into Carcosa's theater..."

"He frowned, looking at Natasha dancing madly, and the sluggish Panther and Rhodes."

"He spoke first."

"Come out, Hastur."

"Come out, Hastur."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and Lord suddenly felt uncomfortable, his brows were tightly frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I've been here, Mr. Lord."

The woman who led the way floated over, but her mask disappeared, replaced by a hazy face like a lake covered in mist.

She was wearing a tattered yellow robe, under the empty robe was a familiar tentacle tissue, wriggling and approaching him.

"In an attempt to break the Child of Destiny, he frowned tightly and let out a disdainful voice."

"Humph..."

Lord frowned tightly, but when he realized that he was predicted again, he felt confused:

"That's all you can do? Hastur!"

"That's all you can do? Hastur!"

The two voices sounded at the same time again, without the slightest mistake, not even a one-thousandth, one-ten-thousandth error, it was at the same time and in an instant.

"Oh, poor man..."

Hasta floated closer, staring at Lord's almost fire-breathing eyes, and said in a joking voice: "The self-righteous one can break free from fate, but he doesn't know that every step he takes is Follow the established route of fate."

Lord stared at her coldly without saying a word.

"You want to get out of your own script..."

Hasta circled around him and said quietly: "It seems that I can rewrite my lines after learning about them."

"Stop playing around the corner!"

"Stop playing around the corner!"

Once again, two voices sounded simultaneously.

"Enough!"

"Enough!"

Lord was furious.

Boom!

The spiritual pressure is like a huge surging tsunami ~IndoMTL.com~ covered the entire theater in an instant, the overwhelming coercion shook the space, and the ancient mottled walls were cracked inch by inch!

"If you want to express your omnipotent power, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person."

Lord said with a cold face, "Although I don't know what tricks you are playing, I am not interested in playing this boring game with you, Hastur."

"You will die, you who defy fate, Lord."

Hasta didn't play tricks this time, and said directly.

"I will not die, and fate cannot restrain me. There are still many people waiting for me!"

"I will not die, and fate cannot restrain me. There are still many people waiting for me!"

Without waiting for Lord to explode, Hastur smiled and said: "You don't believe in fate, but you still follow fate. What do you think... what is fate?"

"Even if I have to go, I have to go my own way."

Lord suppressed his anger, and replied: "It's not a planned, established fate!"