Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 19: The beginning solution: Pale justice!

　　 It has been seventy hours since Frank entered the Abyss of Despair.

　　 period.

　　 Frank tried to climb up countless times, and even used his teeth to bite the protrusions on the rock wall, just to replace his hands and let him climb up a little bit!

　　 But even so, Frank's best record was only a two or three meters climb up, and the price was a good tooth.

　　 "Time... is almost here."

　　Lord said silently in his heart: "Frank...Don't force me to kill you by myself."

　　 Under the abyss of despair.

　　 Frank lay weakly on the ground, his face showing a touch of bitterness.

　　He was careless.

　　 I thought it was easy to find the power hidden deep in my soul, as Lord said.

　　 After dozens of hours and countless attempts, Frank was almost desperate, and even a hint of doubt emerged as to whether Lord was lying to him!

　　 Where is the power hidden deep in the soul?

　　 In this quiet and claustrophobic darkness, Frank has called countless times, prayed countless times, and even begged...but no response was received!

　　 Only the chain became shorter due to erosion, and now only the short section on the chest is left.

　　The pain of the soul and the despair in his heart all herald his ending, and it will disappear like this chain!

　　 But Frank was not reconciled.

　　 his consciousness gradually dimmed, and Frank felt as if he had a dream.

　　 In his dream, there are his family members and the souls who died under his hands. These pictures switch back and forth, like a marquee.

　　 ticking...ticking...

　　 There was a cold touch, and Frank opened his eyes and found himself lying in the ruins.

　　 The gray sky was raining heavily.

　　 Rain dripped on his body, cold and biting, Frank slowly got up, his eyes a little confused: "Here...Where is it?"

　　"This is your inner world."

　　 A man wearing a white trench coat appeared, his appearance was somewhat similar to Frank.

　　 "Who... are you?"

　　 Frank suddenly became vigilant, and his muscles were tight and ready to fight back at any time.

　　 "Poor...sorrowful..."

　　 Frank in white said coldly: "How many times must I call before you can hear my name?"

　　 Frank's eyes were cold: "I have never seen you, who are you? Why do you look the same as me?"

　　"Have you not seen it yet?"

　　 Frank in white snorted, his face showed disdain: "I am you...Frank!"

　　 "You are me?"

　　 Frank flashed in his mind, and suddenly thought of what Lord said before, subconsciously: "You are what Lord said, the power hidden in my soul?"

　　 "You can say so."

　　 Frank in white said lightly: "But to be precise, it should be your death power."

　　 "Great!"

　　 Frank's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and give me strength, or I will become a monster!"

　　 "Give you strength?"

　　 Upon hearing this, Frank in white had cold eyes, "Frank, you may have made a mistake."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 Frank frowned slightly, wondering: "Aren't you my power?"

　　 "Tell me, what do you want?"

　　 Frank in white said coldly.

　　 "I..."

　　 Frank was stunned suddenly, for a moment he didn't know how to answer this question.

　　 Yeah...what do I want?

　　 He had never thought of this before, but only relied on his anger to avenge and eliminate all sins!

　　 But when Frank in white asked it, Frank suddenly didn't know how to answer this question.

　　 "Frank..."

　　 Frank in white said lightly: "Remember how many lives fell under your gun?

　　 is one hundred, two hundred?

　　 or one thousand or two thousand?

　　What are you pursuing again?

　　 Revenge?

　　 or uphold justice?

　　 Or are you just venting your anger?

　　 Tell me...Frank!

　　 Are you an avenger or a punisher? "

　　 Frank squeezed his fist, and the veins on his forehead burst out: "Does it make any difference?"

　　 "There is a difference..."

　　 Frank in white has a deep gaze: "I need to know your answer, tell me your truest answer, Frank!"

　　 Frank was silent.

　　 As Frank in the white said, many times, I have not figured it out.

　　 Is he an avenger swallowed by anger, or a punisher who executes justice?

　　 Frank lowered his head, his eyes full of loneliness, and muttered to himself:

　　"I used to despair...

　　 I was also lost...

　　 Whenever I think back to that day, when a bullet of sin pierced their chest, my anger could not be contained, and it was about to swallow my sanity!

　　 I know very well...

　　As long as there are benefits in this world, then the evil will never be eliminated. This is an isolated and endless war!

　　Anger, it’s my bullet!

　　Hate is my blood!

　　 and justice... is my belief!

　　Since law and order cannot be judged, it is up to me to be the punisher to maintain that ridiculous and pale justice!

　　 Fight violence with violence, and return blood with blood!

　　 This is not revenge... it is punishment!

　　 the sinner, be punishable! "

　　 Frank's eyes were red, and he roared almost roaring, the invisible spiritual power was shaking, setting off a tornado that soared to the sky!

　　 "Remember your beliefs at the moment..."

　　 Frank in white showed a smile, with a touch of comfort and a touch of pity:

　　"Call...Frank!"

　　"Call...My name!"

　　......

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 A flaming meteor shot straight into the sky from the bottom of the pit, and then quickly fell to the ground!

　　 "Oh?"

　　 Lord raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that you succeeded, Frank."

　　 Frank in a black trench coat, with a huge white skull printed on his back, holding his Zanpaku Knife in his hand!

　　Different from Lord's Zanpoknife and Frank's Zanpoknife, the style is a standard Western knight sword.

　　 This sword has no gorgeous appearance, no gorgeous decorations, it's an ordinary and simple sword that is easy to be ignored!

　　"This sword..."

　　 Lord's eyes fell on the knight sword, and he was a little surprised~IndoMTL.com~Zanpaku knife is the manifestation of its soul. In other words, its style, appearance, and ability are all related to the individual's soul.

　　 But Frank's Zanpaku Knife turned out to be an ordinary Western knight sword, which was a bit beyond Lord's expectation.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Frank thanked Lord, then turned to look at the sword in his hand and muttered: "Is this... my power?"

　　 "Congratulations."

　　 Lord clapped his hands and applauded, and said: "From today, you are no longer Frank the Punisher, but the **** of death-Frank!"

　　 "Heh..."

　　 Frank grinned and shook his head: "I like the Punisher more than the title of Death."

　　 "Then the third lesson~"

　　 Lord drew the knife from his cane and pointed it at Frank: "Come and let me see your Zanpaku Sword ability."

　　 Compared to Frank's title of Death, he was more curious about the power of this seemingly ordinary sword.

　　 "Okay!"

　　 Frank did not object, and said with a smile: "I was almost killed by you. Let me cut twice, right?"

　　 Lord smiled and said: "If you can do it."

　　 "Be careful, Lord."

　　 Frank stroked the blade with a rough hand, with a heavy touch flowing in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "This is the first time I have used it. I won't be responsible if you kill you!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and the huge spiritual pressure was released instantly, like a landslide and tsunami, blowing up gusts of wind and waves out of thin air!

　　 Frank crossed his sword in his chest, glared, and uttered a low growl:

　　 "Justice is pale and humble, but it is not powerless!"

　　 "The beginning of the solution-pale justice!!!"