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

Swastikas all over the sky, how spectacular!

There is only one person who can use the Zanpakuto of half of the soul world as a funeral.

There is no need for any communication, let alone any condolences. The space-time projections summoned by the **** of the underworld try their best to release the spiritual pressure, and gather most of the Zanpakuto from the soul world, showing a power beyond imagination. Power!

By the time it exploded, the world was already turned upside down.

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

He was the first to bear the brunt of the huge spiritual power passing through the ice prison, and the momentary illusion created by the feng shui restraint made him fall into a momentary stiffness, missing the last chance and hope!

He could only watch helplessly as swastikas all over the sky converged in one place.

Boom——! ! !

In the true sense, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, the entire void was smashed to pieces.

The huge ice prison, as majestic as a mountain, could not withstand this force in the end, and was annihilated into ashes in an instant when it collapsed.

No, the sky and the earth were also shattered at the same time.

The criss-crossing cracks, like dense spider webs, are deeply imprinted on the sky and ocean, and deep in the broken space cracks, a magnificent azure blue color can be faintly glimpsed.

Mingshen flicked his long saber lightly, let out a breath of foul air slowly, and stared forward with his eyes.

The ice prison shattered, and that familiar figure disappeared along with the ice prison, as if it had really turned into fly ash.

"I have done everything I can."

A look of sadness flashed in Mingshen's eyes, and he sighed softly: "I hope he... can find himself, as you wish."

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

"It seems to be there, but it seems not to be."

Ming Shen shook his head, laughed at himself, and said: "There are some things that he has to figure out for himself, but the only thing that makes me feel relieved is that 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 **** of the underworld, or the person who disappeared.

"Yes, I will."

Ming Shen 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."

"It's different..."

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

Ming Shen was silent for a moment, and said softly: "Yeah, after all, you... are his real Zanpakutao. If it weren't for Guan Canghai, I'm afraid it should be you who has been by his side all the time. Yes."

If Lord was still there, he would probably turn pale with shock when he heard the words of Hades.

His real Zanpakuto is not Guan Canghai, but the little boy in front of him.

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

"Tsk... It's not easy to come out once, are you going back so soon?" Hades scratched his head and said with regret: "What a pity, Sithorn is really annoying , I went back to suppress him."

As soon as the words fell, the God of Hades burned up and melted into the little boy's body like flying ash.

"Hurry up...remember it."

The little boy stared at the void, and murmured to himself: "Don't be swallowed by Lord Karl, quickly recall, your real name, your real wish, and our... ...Let's go home."

Buzz!

The heaven and earth returned to calm, and deep in the broken void, a magnificent azure blue color shone.

The little boy went back to the depths of the ocean step by step, sitting alone on the mountain of countless dry bones. Below him was a surge of dark spiritual power. An evil will was about to move, as if to break through the suppression of the mountain of dry bones.

"Damn it!"

"You are only part of my strength, yet you dare to resist me?!"

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

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

A horrific level of chaotic power is burning, just like the sun and stars wielding endless power, the terrifying power actually boils the entire sea, and reality is even more wantonly manipulated and distorted, and the void is as fragile as A thin piece of paper.

The terrifying Lord of Chaos has passed through the weightless void, and seems to come here forcibly.

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

The mountain made of dead bones continued to disintegrate like a collapsing mountain under the intrusion of that force. The pressure resembling a mountain stirred the sea water and gathered a turbulent vortex that could tear apart steel.

Ripples hit all directions, almost swaying the ubiquitous water flow.

The desolate and ancient voice once again echoed in the turbulent current and the vast ocean, like the will of the gods, it was irresistible.

"Give up resistance, you are my strength!"

"Why...don't you choose to submit to me?"

"As long as you are willing to submit to me, Sithorne, I will give you a new life when I rule the original God Realm!"

As the sound reverberated, a large amount of water rioted, surged, and boiled for it.

The thick water surged, like countless water dragons converging, forming a huge phantom in a trance.

The phantom is just formed by the convergence of water. Although the clothes and appearance cannot be seen clearly, the moment it appeared, it still crushed the surrounding space, as if its existence itself made the whole world unable to accommodate it.

God of Hades, Sithorne.

Although there were no words, the moment he appeared, his name was imprinted in the hearts of all things.

"Shh...be quiet."

The little boy looked up at him, raised a finger, and said softly: "Don't disturb him, now is... the critical moment!"

In the next moment, the trembling mountain of dry bones and the gushing black spiritual power calmed down at this moment.

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

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

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"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

There was a shaking feeling, and Lord was in a daze, feeling dizzy in his brain.

He wanted to open his eyes, but the eyelids were as heavy as a lock, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift them.

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

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

What came into view was white walls and a familiar face, fat and honest.

"How can I... be here?"

Lord suddenly became a little dazed~IndoMTL.com~ his mind was completely muddled.

"Haven't woken up yet?" The fat man slapped Lord's back and shouted, "Wake up quickly, don't even check what time it is, and we'll have to wait for the ink stains later." Failed!"

"Hiss!"

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

"I am your father!"

The fat man scolded angrily: "Look at you, didn't you drink too much yesterday?"

"How can I... be here?"

Lord lowered his head in a daze, and looked at his hands and the messy dormitory around him.

The next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

This is clearly the dormitory where he lived before crossing over, and the fat man in front of him is one of his bad friends!