Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1045: I lost my wife and lost my army
"Now, do you understand?"
The man sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking the long knife beside him with one hand, with a sad look on his face, and said with a light smile: "You... are the only one who has the consciousness to walk out of the thin prison. ."
No matter how beautiful the lie is, people always yearn for the cruel truth, even if they know that the result may not be what they want.
And this is what Lorde wanted!
Countless broken consciousnesses fought each other with all their might in this city built of memories, and the last remaining consciousness, after swallowing everyone, walked out of the thin prison.
An ordinary otaku, from the moment he stepped out of the Lingbo Prison, he was no longer the man he used to be, but a person with countless killing memories, almost a ghost.
That man, 'Lord'.
A otaku who is neither from Earth nor part of the Marvel Universe, but is sandwiched between the two, reborn from the broken consciousness of the soul.
"How?"
The person said meaningfully: "The story is over, let's evaluate it. Do you think... the person who went out is still the original him?"
"Is it important?"
Lord responded.
The man was stunned for a while, and then he laughed: "Yes, it's not important, this kind of thing is not important at all!"
As in...the paradox of the Ship of Theseus.
When the individual elements that constitute 'Lord' are all replaced and updated, is he still the original 'Lord'?
Maybe, maybe not.
Answer doesn't make any sense, because the person standing here right now is Lord!
"What about you?"
Lord did not fluctuate at all, as if he had expected it, looked directly at the man and asked, "I am "Lord", who are you? "
"Me?"
The man held his cheek in one hand, thought for a moment, then grinned and said, "I don't know, that kind of boring thing has long been forgotten."
Is it forgotten, or unwilling to remember?
Lord was silent for a while, and instead of continuing to ask, he said, "You still have a question, but you didn't answer me."
"Next time."
The man shook his head, raised his finger to the sky, and said, "You don't have much time, go and solve the problems outside first. As for your problems... I'll save it for the next meeting. Time, let's end it with all this."
Lord looked up at the sky.
The blue sky is full of dark clouds at this moment, and Sithone's dark power has already invaded Lingbo Hell, the last pure land.
There is not much time left for him.
Once Lingbo Prison falls, it means that his consciousness will be completely swallowed up. At that time, he will have to change his name to Sishorn.
"One last question."
Lord knew that he couldn't stay for long and had to leave, but there was still a problem that plagued him so far, so he asked: "What is the system... in the end?"
"If you beat me, I'll tell you."
The man pointed to himself and said in a meaningful way: "Actually, the answer to this question has no meaning, because you will soon know what it is."
"I see."
Lord gave him a deep look, as if to imprint it in his heart: "The next time we meet, I will end this completely."
"I'm waiting for you."
The man smiled, with a hint of relief in his eyes, said.
Boom!
Lord is no longer nostalgic, and the spiritual pressure all over his body is boiling and stirring, turning into a rainbow light, soaring into the sky.
There are still many questions in his mind.
A lot of content was deliberately omitted from the story the man told.
For example, what happened when he crossed from Earth to Marvel, causing his soul to shatter into countless consciousnesses?
Why do those broken consciousnesses appear in Lingbo Prison?
Why did he lose his memory when he walked out of the Lingbo prison?
If the person who destroyed this memory city is really him, does that mean that he was... stronger than he is now?
Otherwise, how to explain those blue sword marks left in the ruins of the city?
The battle that broke out here is not just the battle of "them", maybe... there is also a third-party force intervening!
All in all, the mystery seems to have escalated into a mist that shrouded Lord's mind.
Answer...what is it?
...
...
...
The first floor of the spiritual world.
Sishorn's will has completely invaded, and the whole world is filled with a black mist.
Rolling dark clouds shrouded the sky like night, and sometimes thick thunder and lightning flashed, and the violent dark power raged, making the mirror-like peaceful sea, but at this moment, the waves were turbulent, setting off one after another huge waves.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
The ferocious laughter resounded through the sky like thunder.
A face made of energy slowly poked out from the tumbling dark clouds, and the evil boy's blood-red eyes stared greedily at the sea below, the last remaining piece of pure land.
As long as she devours that piece of pure land, she will be able to completely master this body.
"Right now...you're mine!"
Sishorn couldn't help but feel ecstatic at the thought that his ten thousand years plan would succeed today.
However, right now.
Boom!
The earth-shattering loud noise exploded under the rough sea.
Sishorn was startled, and looked down, only to see the boundless sea water rising to the sky like a dragon, rolling up a huge water column hundreds of meters high, smashing the rolling dark clouds, and the blue sky bursting out of them. Light, like a river across the sky.
The dark night shrouded the world, and a huge crack was torn out under the azure blue knife light.
"Thanks to the Underworld God for giving me the power of chaos, as a token of gratitude... I'll give you a knife!!!"
Accompanied by the brilliance that shone again, a man dressed in black strode through the waves. Between the ups and downs, the sword with a narrow and straight blade and a wide blade on its back roared into the sky like a dragon, slashing out a blue light. A knife.
"The name of the knife...the way home!"
Boom!
In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder has filled the world.
Just one knife, that is, the shadow of the knife in the sky, like the tide, like the cloud, like the rainstorm, all-pervasive, everywhere!
From the azure blue brilliance, there is a terrifying and tyrannical sword intent, and the sky is easily torn apart like a cloth~IndoMTL.com~ Like the dragon king who controls the waters of the four seas, controlling the monstrous water vapor and dragon roar Comes with a bang!
"It's you...Lord!!!"
Sishorn's eyes flickered, turning into an extremely ferocious and violent cold light!
The next moment, the vast sword light drowned the sky, resounding like thunder, volcanoes erupted, and countless water vapors wrapped in the astral wind, tearing out ferocious cracks in the sky, like dense huge cobwebs, spread hundreds of kilometers away.
The terrifying shock wave then spread, blowing thousands of acres of sea water into the sky.
Suddenly, the torrential rain poured down, the heat wave was monstrous, and the sword was full of energy.
Lord stood still in the sky, letting the torrential rain beat his body, his clothes were soaking wet, his sword was pointed diagonally to one side, his eyes flickered, and he said: "It seems that the one who won this time is me, Seathorn."
"You...count me!"
Sishorn, who was severely wounded by a knife, became extremely hoarse, with anger brewing faintly.
"Oh, what do you think?"
Lord glanced at him, showing a bit of mockery: "Do you really think that I will be defenseless, let you invade my spiritual world, and then replace me?"
At this moment, Sishorn finally understood.
It turned out that she was the one who had been playing tricks all the time.
This is the case when I lost my wife and lost my army.
"I laughed at your power of chaos."
Lord smiled slightly, then slowly raised the sword: "As for you, go back obediently, outsiders are not welcome here."
"Lo-De!!!"
A dazzling knife light passed by like a flash of light.
Accompanied by Sithone's resentful and angry roar of filial piety, her will collapsed in an instant under the strangulation of the knife.