Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1045: I lost my wife and lost my army
"Now, get it?"
The man sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking the long knife next to him with one hand, with a slight sadness on his face, and said with a light smile: "You...are the only one who has the consciousness to walk out of Lingbo 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 Lord wanted!
Countless broken consciousnesses fought each other with all their strength in this city built of memories, and the last remaining consciousness, after devouring everyone, walked out of Lingbo Prison.
An ordinary otaku, from the moment he stepped out of Lingbo Prison, he was no longer what he used to be, but a person with countless memories of killings, almost ghostly.
That person is called 'Lord'.
A nerd who is neither from the earth nor does he belong to the Marvel universe, but is sandwiched between the two, reborn from the broken soul consciousness.
"How?"
The man said meaningfully: "The story is over, let's evaluate it. Do you think... the person who walked out is still the same as before?"
"Is it important?"
Lord asked back.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Yes, it's not important, this kind of thing is not important at all!"
Like...the paradox of the Ship of Theseus.
When the individual element that constitutes 'Lord' is completely replaced and updated, is he still the original 'Lord'?
Maybe, maybe not.
The answer does not make any sense, because the person standing here is Lord!
"What about you?"
Lord did not fluctuate at all, as if he had expected it, he looked directly at the man and asked, "I am "Lord", who are you? "
"Me?"
The man rested his chin on one hand, thought for a moment, then grinned, and said, "I don't know, I've forgotten about such boring things a long time ago."
Are you forgetting, or don't want to remember?
Lord was silent for a while, did not continue to ask, and instead said: "You still have a question, and 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 outside problems first, as for your problems... I'll save them for the next time we meet." Time, let's end it with all of this."
Lord looked up at the sky.
The blue sky is covered with dark clouds at this moment, and Sithorn's dark power has already invaded Limbo Prison, the last pure land.
There is not much time left for him.
Once Limbo Prison falls, it means that his consciousness will be completely swallowed up. At that time, he will have to change his name to Xithorne.
"One last question."
Lord knew that he couldn't stay for long and had to leave, but there was still a problem that bothered him so far, so he asked, "What the **** is the system?"
"If you beat me, I will tell you."
The man pointed to himself and said meaningfully: "Actually, the answer to this question does not make any sense, because you will soon know what it is."
"I see."
Lord gave him a deep look, as if he wanted to imprint it in his heart: "The next time we meet, I will completely end all of this."
"I'm waiting for you."
The man smiled, with a hint of relief in his eyes, and said.
Boom!
Lord no longer misses it, and the aura around him boils and stirs, turning into a rainbow light and heading straight into the sky.
There are still many questions in his mind.
In the story told by that person, a lot of content was deliberately deleted.
For example, when he traveled from the earth to Marvel, what happened that caused his soul to be broken into countless consciousnesses?
Why did those broken consciousnesses appear in Limbo Prison?
After walking out of Lingbo Prison, why did he lose his memory?
If the person who destroyed this memory city was really him, does that mean that he was... stronger than he is now?
Otherwise, how to explain those azure blue sword marks left in the ruins of the city?
The battles that broke out here are not just "their" battles, maybe... There are also third-party forces involved!
Everything, the mystery seems to have escalated into a fog, shrouding Lord's heart.
The answer to...what exactly?
...
...
...
The first layer of the spiritual world.
Sithorn's will completely invaded, and the whole world was filled with black mist.
Rolling dark clouds enveloped the sky like night, sometimes thick thunder and lightning flashed, and a violent force of darkness raged, making the sea as peaceful as a mirror, but at the moment it was choppy, setting off huge waves.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
The ferocious and presumptuous laughter resounded through the sky like thunder.
A face made of energy slowly protruded from the tumbling dark clouds. Those blood-red evil pupils greedily stared at the sea below, the last remaining piece of pure land.
As long as he devours that piece of pure land, he can completely control this body.
"Soon...you are mine!"
Thinking that the Ten Thousand Years Plan will succeed today, Sithorn couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
However, at this moment.
Boom!
The earth-shattering bang exploded under the rough sea.
Sithorn was startled, and lowered his eyes to look down, only to see the immeasurable sea water rising into the sky like a dragon, rolling up a huge water column thousands of meters high, crashing into the tumbling black clouds, and the blue sky erupting in it. Light, like rivers across the sky.
In the dark night covering the world, under the azure blue knife light, a huge gap was actually torn.
"Thank you God of the Underworld for giving me the power of chaos, as a token of my gratitude... I will give you back!!!"
Accompanied by the sprinkling of brilliance again, a man dressed in black strode across the waves, between rising and falling, the sword with a narrow and straight blade and a wide blade on the back roared into the sky like a dragon, cutting out a blue radiant sword. one knife.
"The name of the sword...the way home!"
Boom——!
In an instant, the sound of wind, thunder and explosion filled the world.
Just one knife, that is, the shadow of the knife is all over the sky, like sea tides, clouds, and rainstorms, penetrating into every hole, everywhere!
From the blue light, there is a terrifying and tyrannical sword intent, and the sky is easily torn like a piece of cloth, just like the dragon king who is in charge of the water of the four seas, riding the monstrous water vapor and the dragon's roar!
"It's you...Lord!!!"
Sithorn's eyes flickered, turning into an extremely vicious and violent cold light!
In the next instant, the vast sword light flooded the sky, resounding like a group of thunder, the volcano erupted, and the inexhaustible water vapor was wrapped in the wind, tearing out a series of hideous cracks in the sky, like densely packed giant spider webs, spread hundreds of kilometers away.
The terrifying shock wave then spread, blowing tens of thousands of hectares of sea water to the sky.
All of a sudden, there was a torrential rain, a torrential heat wave, and sword aura.
Lord stood quietly in the sky, letting the torrential rain slap his body, his clothes were drenched, his sword was pointed at one side obliquely, his eyes flickered, and he said lightly: "It seems that I am the one who won this time, Xi Thorne."
"You... count me!"
Sithorn, who was severely wounded by the knife, became extremely hoarse, faintly brewing with anger.
"Heh~IndoMTL.com~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, Sithorn finally understood.
It turns out that he is the one who has been playing tricks all this time. He has worked so hard, but in the end he made a wedding dress for others.
Losing his wife and losing his army, this is what he was talking about.
"Your power of chaos, I accept it with a smile."
Lord smiled slightly, then slowly raised his saber: "As for you, you should go back obediently, outsiders are not welcome here."
"Lo-de!!!"
A flash of extremely bright knife light passed by like a flash of light.
Accompanied by Sithorn's venomous and angry roar, his will collapsed in an instant under the strangulation of the knife light.