Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1027: The king and the mount (5)

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How spectacular is it!

Half of the Zanpakutō of the Soul World can be used as a funeral, and there has been only one person since ancient times.

Without any communication, let alone any mourning, the space-time projections summoned by the Underworld God did their best to release the spiritual pressure, and gathered more than half of the Zanpakutō from the Soul Realm, showing something beyond imagination. Power!

When it became violent, the world was turned upside down.

Even if Lord in the ice prison noticed something was wrong and wanted to break free and counterattack, it was too late.

The huge spiritual power passed through the ice prison, and he was the first to bear the brunt, and the momentary hallucination created by the feng shui binding made him fall into a momentary rigidity, missing the last chance and hope!

He could only watch helplessly as the sky and the sky converged.

Boom! ! !

In the true sense of the world, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and the entire void was shattered.

The huge ice prison, as majestic as a mountain, was unable to withstand this power, and the moment it collapsed, it was annihilated into ashes.

No, at the same time, there is also the sky and the earth.

One after another criss-crossing cracks, like dense cobwebs, are deeply imprinted on the sky and ocean, and in the depths of the broken space cracks, a magnificent blue color can be faintly glimpsed.

The Underworld God fluttered his long sword lightly, slowly exhaling a turbid breath, staring straight ahead.

The ice prison shattered, and the familiar figure disappeared with the ice prison, as if it had really turned into ashes.

"I can do everything I can."

A hint of darkness flashed in the underworld God's eyes, and he sighed softly: "I hope he...can find himself, as you wish."

At this time, a child of about seven or eight years old, wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts, slowly walked out of the ocean, glanced at the **** of underworld in the sky, and said expressionlessly: "So ...did you get the answer you wanted?"

“It seems like there is, and it seems like it doesn’t.”

The Underworld God shook his head, laughing as if he was laughing at himself, and said: "Some things, he still has to figure it out by himself, but the only thing that makes me happy is that perhaps his will has never changed. Still so stubborn and stubborn."

"Do you think...he can remember?"

The boy looked at the shattered void, as if he was asking the God of the Underworld, and the man who disappeared.

"Yes, I will."

The Underworld God smiled and said: "No matter what you say, he is always him. Since Guan Canghai is willing to recognize him, it is enough to prove it."

"Different..."

A trace of loneliness flashed in the boy's eyes, and he said, "I...we are different from her."

The Underworld God was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Yeah, after all, you... are his real Zanpakutō. If it wasn't for Guan Canghai, I'm afraid it would be you who would always be by his side. Yes."

If Lorde was still there, he would be shocked when he heard the words of the Underworld God.

His real Zanpakutō was not Guan Canghai, but the little boy in front of him.

The little boy was silent, and said in a daze: "You should come back, that guy's will is still about to move."

"Tsk... I finally came out once, are you going to go back so soon?" The God of Underworld scratched his head and said regretfully, "It's a pity, that guy Sishorn is really annoying. , I went back to suppress her."

When the voice fell, the **** of underworld burned, like flying ash, and merged into the little boy's body.

"Come on...remember."

The little boy stared at the void and muttered to himself, "Don't be devoured by Lord Carr, hurry up and remember, your real name, your real wish, and our... ...let's go home."

Om!

Heaven and earth return to peace, and the depths of the shattered void glow with a magnificent blue color.

The little boy returned to the depths of the ocean step by step, sitting alone on a mountain of countless dead bones. Below was a surge of jet-black spiritual power. An evil will was about to move, as if to break through the repression of the mountain of dead bones.

"Damn!"

"You are only a part of my strength, how dare you resist me?!"

"I am Sithone, the **** of the underworld!"

The power of violent and evil surging, an indifferent voice, echoed under the sea.

The terrifying power of chaos is burning like a blazing sun. The terrifying power boils the whole sea, and the reality is distorted by wanton play. A piece of tissue paper.

The terrifying master of chaos has passed through the weightless void and seems to be forcibly descending here.

"You...can't stop me!"

The mountain formed by the accumulation of dead bones is under the intrusion of that force, and it is constantly disintegrating like a collapsed mountain. The pressure of a mountain stirs the sea water and gathers turbulent vortices that can tear apart steel.

Ripple ripples smashed across the square, almost swaying the ubiquitous water flow.

The desolate and ancient voice reverberated in the turbulent currents and oceans, like the divine will, which was irresistible.

"Give up resistance, you are my strength!"

"Why... not choose to submit to me?"

"As long as you are willing to submit to me, Sithorn, when I dominate the original God Realm, I can also give you new life!"

As the voice reverberated, the mass of water rioted, swelled, and boiled.

The thick water surging, like countless water dragons converging, suddenly formed a huge phantom.

The phantom was just a stream of water. Although it was difficult to see the clothes and appearance, the moment it appeared, it still overwhelmed the surrounding space, as if its very existence made the entire world unable to accommodate it.

God of the Underworld, Sishorn.

Although there were no words, the moment she appeared, her name was branded in the hearts of all things.

"Shh...be quiet."

The little boy looked up at her, raised a finger, and whispered, "Don't disturb him, this is... a critical moment!"

The next moment, the shaking withered bone mountain, and the jet-black spiritual power gushing out, calmed down at this moment.

And the ancient phantom formed by the water flow, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the body.

In the depths of the crack, a magnificent blue color is reflected.

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"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

There was a feeling of shaking, and Lord was lost in the lake and felt dizzy.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy as if they were padlocked, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift them.

"Wake up quickly, I have an exam today, if you don't get up you will be late!"

Lord felt shaken, and this time he was finally able to open his eyes.

What caught my eye was the white wall covering and a familiar face ~IndoMTL.com~ fat, looking very simple and honest.

"How...how am I here?"

Lord suddenly became a little dazed, and his mind was completely a lake of slurry.

"I haven't woken up yet?" The fat man slapped Lord on the back and shouted, "Wake up quickly, don't even look at the time, and we will both have the ink later. Failed!"

"Hi!"

Lord arched in pain, a look of confusion on his face: "Who are you...?"

"I'm your father!"

The fat man scolded angrily: "Looking at your appearance, wasn't it stupid for drinking yesterday?"

"How...how am I here?"

Lord lowered his head blankly and looked at his hands and the messy dormitory around him.

The next moment, his child hole suddenly shrank.

This is clearly the dormitory before his time-travel, and the fat man in front of him is one of his bad friends!