Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1025: The king and the mount (3)

Lord narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the depths of his heart, a certain memory was slowly awakening, which suddenly stirred up a stormy sea.

The secret that has been reluctant to be revealed, is now **** exposed by the God of Hades in the cruelest way.

Who is really... Lord Carr?

Is it the traveler who came from the earth and has the memory of the previous life, or the man who has become the soul king in the future timeline?

Actually, after fusing half of the "flowers", Lord faintly felt that he was fundamentally different from the future Spirit King.

Like one body with two souls...

He has the memory of the time traveler in the previous life, but the spirit king Lord does not have that memory.

From this point of view, the real Lord Karl should actually be the future Lord, not the current him.

But... is that really the case?

He doesn't know, and he doesn't know.

In the past, he deliberately avoided it, but now he can't avoid it. The moment the question is raised, he is doomed to never go back.

Lord's expression was complicated. Now he finally understood the meaning of the question that Hades had been asking.

He and him, Lord and Lord, past and future, the two are almost exactly the same in terms of posture, ability, and strength.

Each of them has fused half of the "flowers", which determines that they will eventually go to opposite sides one day in the future.

The winning side will act as a "king" to dominate the battle; the losing side will become a "mount" to increase combat power.

This is fate and there is no escaping it.

"It seems that you have understood."

The **** of the underworld waved his arm and shook the knife, and the blood stained on the blade was sprinkled like spots of bright red.

Then, his entire aura suddenly changed, the depths of his pupils were smeared with black, and killing intent gushed out like a tidal wave: "Then, let me ask you again, the same question as before."

Hoo!

The killing intent like a frenzy caused countless ripples on the sea surface, and the icy words shook the void like thousands of swords.

"Whether it is in posture, ability, or strength, two people who are exactly the same, which one can become the king, decides how to control the battle, and which one becomes the mount to increase the combat power."

"In your opinion, what is the fundamental reason for the difference between the two?"

"After all..."

The **** of the underworld paused, took a deep look at him, and then said meaningfully: "Only the real "king"...is qualified to drive us "mounts"! "

Shua!

As soon as the words fell, Hades walked in front of Lord in an instant, a faint ripple appeared in the bottom of his eyes, raised his Zanpakutao, and pointed to the sky: "Until you get this answer, you... are not worthy Use her power!"

The next moment, Lord's complexion changed drastically.

He felt very clearly that the connection between himself and Guan Canghai seemed to be cut off by some kind of force.

"Why, I can't use the swastika..." Lord was stunned.

"Didn't I say that?"

Underworld said lightly: "Until you get your answer, you can't use her power. This is what I mean, and it's also what she means."

Are you kidding me? !

Lord's pupils trembled suddenly, he was actually rejected by his Zanpakutō...!

However, Hades didn't give him extra time to think, and the pure white blade slashed down on his head.

Boom——!

With an indomitable momentum, without any hesitation, let alone any retreat.

Slash out with a knife and never look back.

When!

Lord held the knife horizontally in front of him, blocking the owl's first knife. His face showed a bit of confusion and confusion, and he gritted his teeth: "So, you are testing me and him, who is qualified to be king? Is it?"

"Oh, it seems that I was talking for nothing."

A look of disappointment flashed across Mingshen's face: "It's come to this point, but you still don't understand?"

"What do you want to ask?"

Lord was even more confused. He couldn't figure out what the answer God of Hades wanted was!

"The answer is in your heart."

Pluto didn't want to say any more, so he took half a step suddenly, swung his saber upwards, swung away Lord's saber, and then took advantage of the momentum to slash downwards.

"No, careless!"

Lord was powerless to resist, so he could only let the bleak knife light in front of him gradually enlarge.

Puff——

A **** flower blooms.

Lord took a few steps back, the clothes on his chest were torn, his flesh was cut and rolled, and blood dripped down.

It hurts...it hurts...

However, it does not come from the flesh, but the pain of being betrayed by the most trusted person!

"I understand that...you chose him and gave up on me, right?"

Lord coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and with a cold look in his eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Since you insist on asking, I might as well tell you that he is the real Lord Karl."

"Unfortunately, this is not the answer I want, nor is it the answer that guy wants, and it is not the answer that Guancanghai..." The disappointment in Mingshen's eyes grew stronger.

The next moment, the projections of several underworld gods appeared along the long river of time.

The torrent of spiritual pressure spans the sky, and the mighty coercion flows down from the nine heavens, carrying an irresistible majesty.

"Swastika: Remnant Fire Sword!"

"Swastika: Dahonglian Binglun Wan!"

"Swastika solution: Huang Huang Yan Ling leaves the palace!"

The strongest three-handled Zanpakutō of the elemental system, with the aura of the sky, dominates the elements in the world in just a moment.

"From this point of view, it should be the first time for you to see the **** that once belonged to you?"

The **** of the underworld lowered his head, looking down at all beings like a god, and said indifferently: "Since you have forgotten, let me... wake you up!"

"Even without her, I'm still me!"

Lord let out a low growl, the spiritual pressure surged all over his body, the sharp sword intent pierced the sky, and the blade swung horizontally, "You can take away my swastika, and you can seal the power of my Quincy, but the only thing you can't What was taken away...is my sword!"

He still has a sword!

As long as there is a sword, he can fight!

"The Way of the Sword · Eight Thousand Flows · First Quarter Moon!"

Lord pressed the knife with one hand, and stepped out obliquely, like a ghost passing through the void, the moment the knife was unsheathed, it fell like a cold moon.

"Yes, this is you!"

Understood was ecstatic in his eyes, and with a long roar, he raised his sword and fought with Lord.

"Instinct?"

"Faith?"

"Soul?"

"No, neither."

In the sky, figures flicker.

In less than one breath, the two figures have intersected hundreds of times.

The two knives hit each other, and sparks flew everywhere.

In an instant, like fireworks in the midsummer night, they exploded continuously in the sky.

Almost identical forces, colliding and intertwining with each other, create the most terrifying destructive force.

The storm centered on the two of them, spreading in all directions like a huge ring~IndoMTL.com~, and the sea was stirred up by layers of huge waves.

The sky is full of sea water, like a rainstorm pouring down.

The clothes of the two were wet, and they were pressed against the skin. Their eyes collided with each other, but they had completely different meanings.

"What I want to know is the simplest and most original answer."

Pluto's sharp eyes, like a sharp knife, pierced Lord's heart: "Who are you...?"

"...Who am I?"

Hearing this, Lord felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his brain went blank, his memory seemed to break through the blockade, and for a moment of loss of consciousness, his chest was pierced by the blade.

The severe pain dragged him back to reality.

What came into view was the sad eyes of Hades, as well as his complicated expression, which seemed to be asking him:

Why... forget about us? !