Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1044: The Ship of Theseus

"I am...Lord!"

At this moment, Lord seems to have escaped from the cage.

The invisible shackles that bound him were shattered piece by piece along with the emergence of memories.

The lost spiritual pressure reappeared, like a huge tide, shaking the void and even the sky and the earth.

Shattered memories are recombined at this moment.

The fragmented previous life that was lost in the deepest part of her heart has finally been completely recovered, and the truth has also been revealed.

"It turns out...this is the truth."

There was bitterness in Lord's eyes, he sighed softly, and said: "I am Lord, he is Karl, and the two of us together are Lord Karl."

From the beginning to the end, they are two people.

One is a man named Karl who was born and bred in the Marvel Universe.

The other one is Lord, who was born on the earth and came across time with the memory of his previous life.

Under the circumstances, the two souls did not merge, but were drawn into two completely different time and space by some unknown force.

The past...and the future!

Carl is in the future, Lord is in the past.

They are both one and two.

No wonder, all along, his intuition has been telling him that there must be a battle between the two.

The reason lies in this.

One body, two souls, one flower, two lives.

Only if one of them dies, the remaining one will be complete.

It's just that he still has a question now.

"This city... probably symbolizes the memory of my previous life." Lord asked, looking at the ruined city.

Although it looks like a question sentence, it is actually an affirmative sentence.

Actually, this is not difficult to guess.

Everything in the spiritual world is closely related to me. Every thing has a symbolic meaning. It is impossible for a ruined city to appear for no reason.

So, the only possibility that Lord can think of is that this destroyed city is actually his memory.

"So?"

The man neither denied nor admitted.

"When you saw me before, you said a few very interesting words, 'It's over', 'You're finally back', and 'We've been waiting for you for a long time'."

Lord withdrew his gaze, turned to look at that person, and said in a deep voice, "So...how many times have I met you? What is the end? You, who are you referring to?"

"Questions, ask one by one."

The man smiled, wiped the cold blade with his fingertips, and said: "We have met many times, but every time, you will forget it."

Lord frowned, he had no memory of when he had seen the other party.

"As for the second question."

The man paused, then pointed to the tomb lined with swords behind him, and said, "What I want to end is naturally this endless fighting."

Endless fighting?

Lord narrowed his eyes, and countless guesses flashed through his mind. Who was he fighting with?

"Now, answer the third question."

The man didn't pay attention to him, and continued: "We are all referring to 'Lord', or... the dead Lord who was 'left' here."

Dead...Lord? !

Lord's pupils shrank suddenly, and an unstoppable chill suddenly surged from his back and rushed straight to the sky!

"Looking at your expression, I seem to understand."

The man laughed loudly, with a hint of madness in his eyes, as if something strange from the underworld, and said slowly: "Actually, you should have noticed it a long time ago, didn't you?"

"This is the deepest part of the spiritual world, the edge of the human subconscious, you who have past life memories, you should know... its name?"

"Limbo...... Lost domain!"

Lord's eyes trembled, and he said word by word: "The last layer of Inception, the edge of human subconscious, infinite... close to the collection of subconscious, the place of "Alaya Consciousness" . "

"Not bad, but I prefer to call it..."Limbo." "

The man walked up and down, saying: "A place sandwiched between heaven and hell, where the soul born with original sin resides, and there is only endless pain."

Lord remained silent, but his eyes became more and more gloomy, even a little ferocious.

"Haven't you ever been curious?" The man said meaningfully: "A college student who traveled from the earth, with no physical activity, and an otaku who has no advantages other than playing games and reading comics, can actually be in a short time. In a few years, it has grown to this point.”

"Whether it is sword skills, ghost way, shunpo, or white fighting, the combat experience seems to be the same."

"Unohana Yachiryu, the majestic first-generation Kenpachi, a ghost-like figure, would be suppressed by a novice like you in hand-to-hand combat. Haven't you ever wondered the reason for all this?"

Yeah, why?

Lord opened his mouth weakly, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

He was just a college student in his previous life, and he was best at online laning. He would pant after running three kilometers on weekdays, and he was an ordinary person who could only fight with people.

The only plausible reason may be... the system.

"Do you think it is the system?"

The man seemed to see through his thoughts, with a playful look in his eyes, he said with a sneer: "Actually not, let's not mention that thing, the real cause of all this is actually you, you were born... .I have them, but I forgot about them.”

"Stop talking around the bush, just say it!"

Lord took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "What the **** do you want to say?"

"You obviously guessed it, but you refuse to admit it?"

The man shook his head helplessly, then sat down cross-legged, plunged the knife into the ground, and said indifferently: "Anyway, time is running out, and there is no point in continuing to fight. Why don't you just let me tell you a story?" Let's go."

Lord remained silent, and sat down cross-legged, intending to listen to the story.

Although...he already guessed the outline and ending of this story.

"A long time ago, there was a decadent and decadent otaku."

"The five bodies are not working hard, and the limbs are weak. Except for the appearance, it is passable, and other aspects are simply a mess."

Hearing this, Lord's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he coughed twice: "This paragraph can be skipped, let's just talk about the main points."

The man looked at him teasingly, and said with a smile: "By accident, he traveled to the Marvel universe in the form of a pure soul, but there was a million little accidents in the middle~IndoMTL.com ~ Xiao... A small accident?" Lord raised his brows.

"He in the soul form, for some reason, was broken into countless consciousnesses."

The man's eyes showed a trace of indifference and coldness, like an emotionless machine, and continued: "The broken consciousness is reflected in the depths of the soul, which is the edge of the subconscious... Limbo (lost domain)!"

"The most terrible thing happened..."

"Under the influence of the Lost Domain, every broken consciousness gave birth to its own ideas and became countless individuals."

"So, here comes the problem."

"All broken consciousness individuals were once a complete part, and they all want to get out of the lost domain, but there is one and only one master of the spirit and soul, so I ask... what should I do? ?”

The man stared at Lord, and then said word by word: "The answer is... swallow other consciousness!"