Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 862: Call the name of the king (1)

August 15, 1943, is a time Yvette will never forget.

Because after the end of that day, she never saw 'Luka' again. Since then, for nearly seventy years, it seems that the world has disappeared, and there is no trace of her existence.

She had dreamed back to that day countless times, trying to keep the man from leaving, or go with him.

But in the end when she woke up from the dream, there were only tears remaining in the corners of her eyes and an empty room, which seemed to silently remind her that that person was long gone.

However, at this time, Yvette is still immersed in the happy time, and does not know what will happen in the future.

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1943, August 13th.

Gibraltar, a sea-style town built along the coast.

According to the task released by the system, the man followed the trail of the **** all the way and brought Yvette to a certain coastal town.

"Luka, do you think... do I look good in this?" Yvette was wearing a wreath, with her hands behind her back, and turned around on tiptoes, her fair face blushed twice. Blushing, she asked the man's opinion shyly.

People coming and going in the market all turned their attention to the girl.

The lovely face like an angel, paired with a refined white dress, and the garland woven with flowers, make her more beautiful than ever before. Exclaim.

The vigorous vigor on the little girl seemed to have infected the man beside him, and he couldn't help nodding and smiling: "It looks good, Yvette looks good in anything she wears."

"Hm... is it?"

Yvette's cheeks were flushed, her fingers were intertwined, she lowered her head and said in a soft voice: "Luka... as long as you like it."

The man touched the girl's hair with a smile, then turned to the stall owner and said, "How much is this wreath? I want to buy it."

"No money!"

The boss waved his hand very generously, and said boldly: "Such a beautiful girl, I will give it to her, but can I take a photo of her? It's a souvenir, I want to put it on Here."

"Forget it, the money is for you, so you don't have to look for it."

The man threw down a few banknotes, rejected the boss's proposal, and dragged Yvette out of the booth.

The boss held the banknotes and opened his mouth, but seeing the two people who had disappeared into the crowd, he could only sigh regretfully in the end.

Yvette grew up in a remote town since she was very young, and has never seen the outside world at all.

So when she saw such a bustling world outside, full of exquisite and exquisite products, how could the little girl withstand the temptation, she was instantly attracted and deeply addicted to it, and bought it within two or three hours from afternoon to evening. A whole lot of weird stuff.

Although it was a joke, the man did not forget the purpose of this trip.

After Yvette finished shopping, they came to the coastal area of ​​the town, avoiding the reefs where all pedestrians were.

"Wait for me, Yvette."

The man comforted the girl, and said gently: "I want to concentrate on finding something, and you help me stop ordinary people."

"No problem, leave it to me, Luka!"

Yvette nodded confidently, patted her immature blue chest, and said, "I will never let anyone get close to me!"

After leaving Hydra's base, the man tried to teach the girl how to control her abilities.

I didn't expect Yvette to be so talented. In less than three months, she completely mastered the full manifestation technique, and even reached the seventh level of spiritual power, which is equivalent to the Shinigami who just graduated from the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy .

And her full realization can interfere with the law of time.

In this way, even if he is gone in the future, Yvette can handle most crises.

The man was relieved a lot, and then concentrated his mind, slowly bent down, and slid his fingers on the wet sand to draw a circle, which marked the four directions of east, west, north, south, and slowly chanted:

"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north."

"Fingertips to the west, toes to the east."

"Gather with the wind, and disperse with the rain."

"Fifty-eight of the Way of Binding: Slap your toe and chase a bird!"

After the mantra was chanted, the man injected spiritual power into it, and the four directions in the circle suddenly began to change and refresh at a rapid rate.

I saw ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly appearing on the wet sandy beach around the man, and the invisible spiritual power was like ripples from radar, continuously spreading towards the distant sea.

The numbers in the circle are still being refreshed crazily, and the surrounding ripples are becoming more and more intense.

The aura he sensed last time has been completely locked by the slap toe chasing bird. As long as he continues to expand the search range, he will be able to search for Thiamu's location.

As the scope and depth of exploration increased, everything under the sea came into his mind.

In the corals of different colors, countless schools of fish swim back and forth, but the most important thing is that on the bottom of the sea, he actually saw a magnificent city, just like the dragon palace in myths and legends.

Yvette covered her mouth, being careful not to disturb the man.

But at this moment, there was a torrent in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean, which shot out from the bottom of the sea like a shell, and the speed was astonishing.

Under the night, the calm sea suddenly burst into waves. Accompanied by a loud noise like thunder, a white torrent broke through the sea and shot straight at the two people on the shore like sharp arrows.

"!"

Under the critical situation, Yvette directly activated the full manifestation technique, and the azure blue space-time barrier covered a radius of 50 meters.

The white torrent seemed to have sensed the danger, and stopped outside the barrier one step ahead of time. The roaring water swirled violently, and several water arrows shot out from it, aiming at the unsuspecting man.

But it is a pity that the time in the enchantment has been delayed hundreds of times.

After entering the barrier, the jet of water headed towards the man at a slow speed like a slow motion in a movie.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, a young man stepped out of the white torrent, stepping on the surging waves, holding a golden trident upside down, just like the sea **** in Greek mythology, his half-gold vertical pupils narrowed slightly~IndoMTL .com~ overlooking them condescendingly.

"Humans, stop your snooping immediately!"

The young man held the golden trident and made a loud voice like a tsunami: "Atlantis is not a territory you can set foot in, unless you want to provoke a war between land and sea."

"Bo... Poseidon?!"

Yvette, who had never seen the world since childhood, widened her eyes.

After all, the trident is too famous. Apart from Poseidon in Greek mythology, it is hard for her to think that there is a second sea **** who would use this fancy weapon.

"I am not Poseidon."

The young man frowned, and said with a hint of displeasure: "I am Namor Mackenzie, the new Aquaman of Atlantis."

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