Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 737: Nowhere to live, nowhere for love

"A Zanpakutō () at the beginning of the beautiful manga"!

Old John's people are terrified.

What did he see?

In the overwhelming storm, the man stood tall and straight, staring at the sky with scorching eyes, colliding with the golden light in the lead cloud, bursting out boundless mighty coercion.

The lifelike statue of Odin, standing above the gods, seems to be alive at the moment, with the majesty of the king of the gods in his one eye, and a ray of real eyes swept over.

Old John was swept away by those eyes, and his body suddenly felt chills, his knees couldn't control his softness, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

"God...God King..."

Old John knelt on the ground and shivered, his head buried in the wet soil, afraid to raise his head to look at the **** statue.

The gaze of the statue of Odin paused for half a second on the old John, and then turned to the man, showing a rather humanized, thoughtful expression, as if he understood something, and stopped talking. Finally let out a sigh.

"Eh..."

Odin slowly retracted his gaze, and the activity on the statue gradually dimmed, returning to its previous appearance, without the slightest miraculous appearance.

At the same time, the vision in the sky disappeared, the thunderstorm came to an abrupt end, the thick lead-colored clouds dissipated, and the divine might of Ruyuan Ruyue disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion.

However.

The damp smell in the air and the wet soil nearby seemed to silently remind them that what happened just now was not an illusion, but a real reality.

Old John slowly raised his head, with a complicated look on his face, stared at the man and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything when he got to his mouth, and finally he had to shake his head and sigh: "Luca... fire sacrifice After the festival is over...you get out of here as soon as possible."

The man was silent and nodded slightly.

He just lost his memory, not an idiot, the terrifying sight just now seemed to be related to his past no matter how you looked at it.

Just by carving a **** statue, it can attract the attention of the **** king Odin. This is simply a fantasy, and I am afraid no one will believe it.

But it...just happened!

This means that the past forgotten by him may be infinitely more terrifying and complicated than he imagined.

After this incident, both of them looked preoccupied, and the atmosphere fell into a deadlock. No one spoke, and walked silently towards the town.

The man carried the carved sacred pillar, followed closely behind Old John, and looked at the hunched back of the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

The reaction of old John just now seemed a little too intense. It's not like the kind of fear that mortals show when they suddenly encounter a god, but more like... fear of being punished.

"Old John, you..."

Just as the man was about to ask, he saw Old John stop.

"I know what you're asking."

Old John turned his back to the man and seemed to be caught in some kind of memory. After a moment of silence, he sighed: "Anyway, you're leaving soon, so it's not impossible to tell you, but remember to keep it secret for me, don't tell anyone else, you can ?"

"Yes."

The man nodded slightly and said, "Sorry...I just want to...learn more about the past, maybe I can get my memory back."

"I understand."

Old John sighed lightly, looked up at the starry sky at night, and murmured: "Actually, I am an Asgardian, which is the realm of the gods in Norse mythology, where the gods live. In human words, I should actually be a god."

"Then you..." The man frowned.

"Because...I hate war."

Old John calmly said: "The endless wars made me tired, so I secretly escaped from Asgard during a battle and came to the Midgard Atrium, which is the Earth in human mouths. "

"I have lived here for a long time, and have traveled many places in the past thousand years." Old John's back, in the moonlight of the night, seemed a bit lonely and lonely: "Until I found this place and adopted Evie I just found the meaning of life, so I don't want anyone to break it."

Old John slowly turned around and looked at the man with complicated eyes: "You can call the attention of the king of God, which means that your past may be more powerful, terrifying, and complicated than you imagined. ."

The man's eyes drop.

"I have no intention of exploring your past..."

Old John said solemnly: "I don't want to know, how a powerful person like you fell to the point of amnesia, these are not things that we... ordinary people are qualified to inquire about. "

"I didn't mean to offend you, but..."

Old John paused for a moment, the gulched old face was full of grief, and sighed: "People like you, just exist, will bring disaster and misfortune to the people around."

"I...know."

The man actually wants to be more free and easy, but he can't laugh now, let alone the word free and easy.

He thought about asking old John to let him stay here, as an ordinary farmer, hunting and chopping wood every day, drinking honey and wine, listening to the bragging of the townspeople, living such a leisurely and contented life day.

As for the past? What about him!

But...that's not possible.

As Old John said, if someone like him chooses to stay here, he can only bring disaster here.

......

The next day, the Fire Festival.

At the annual grand festival, the whole town is lively, the door is covered with antler decorations, the villagers wear coats sewn with fur, and move a large bucket of mead to the center of the town. location, and the slaughter of pickled livestock.

Wait until everything is ready.

These gifts, which were used to enshrine the gods, were moved to a Viking-style warship. A giant tree of several meters stood in the center, with the totems of the gods carved on it.

Until night falls, the fire festival officially begins. With torches in their hands, everyone pushes the warship into the nearby river. While following the warship, they sing ancient songs with their heroic voices, which is quite different. of majesty.

Seemingly infected with emotion, the man couldn't help but sing along, next to Yvette holding his arm, whispering softly in an ethereal voice.

The man followed the large group to the end of the river, watching the warship carrying the tribute, about to fall from a waterfall with a drop of dozens of meters, learning from the others throwing torches like ships.

The warship was burning with flames, and gradually sailed towards the cliff, full of tributes from the year's bumper harvest and prayers for the coming year, rushing down from the waterfall with a drop of tens of meters.

"To the great Odin!"

"To the great gods!"

With the heroic voice of Old John, the crowd burst into cheers, the sacrifice session officially ended, and then it was time for the carnival.

People returned to the town, enjoying the sumptuous food to their heart's content, drinking the brewed mead, and dancing rough dances in a circle under the light of the night and the huge bonfire, singing around the town one after another .

Yvette's bright red face is set against the bonfire, bringing out the girl's shyness and twisting to the extreme. With her long golden hair, she looks like an angel who has fallen into the world.

The girl came with a stag antler wine and walked cheerfully. The burning eyes made the man dare not look directly, and he could smell it in his breath, that kind of green and simple atmosphere.

"Luca...I..."

The girl took out all her courage, held the antler full of mead, and handed it to the man tremblingly, her cheeks were as red as rouge, her two pink lips were slightly open, and she was about to move a The feelings of the stomach poured out.

"I'm sorry, Yvette."

The man shook his head, instead of picking up the glass of antler wine, he got up slowly and rubbed the girl's hair with his hands: "I'm leaving, I won't be coming back, take care of yourself in the future, take care of yourself Old John."

The man didn't let the girl speak.

Once the so-called confession is spoken out, the relationship between two people will undergo a qualitative change since then.

He doesn't want the relationship to change, even if it's going to leave here, at least for the moment...he hopes so.

"For...why?"

The light in the girl's eyes seemed to disappear, and her red face was a bit pale: "Is...is it because of my grandfather?"

"No." The man shook his head.

"Luca, I...I'll go and convince Grandpa, don't you go, okay? Stay okay? Please...if it's me...I I won't pester you in the future...as long as you don't leave." Yvette's voice was trembling.

"Yvette...forget me."

The man raised a finger, touched the girl's eyebrows lightly, and said softly: "I don't even know where my heart is, how can I stay here, let alone respond to your expectations. , so...forget me."

"Lu...ka..."

Yvette bit her lip, trying her best to keep the tears from spilling out of her eyes, and said stubbornly: "I...I can be with you..."

"No."

A second time, the man interrupts the girl.

The last light in the girl's eyes slowly faded away as the man refused ~IndoMTL.com~ The petite body trembled in the cold wind.

Is it cold?

It's cold. The weather in Norway is always cold.

But... not as cold as her heart.

The heart has no place to live, and the love has no origin.

The girl's first love, at the lively fire festival, ended before it started.

The girl's repressed sobbing was drowned out by the crowd's lively singing, accompanied by the man who had gone away, gradually disappearing under the bonfire until she disappeared at the end of the town.

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