Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 972: Fiasco

The most dangerous area in the universe - the realm of no knowledge.

According to legend, a deity once fell here and was decapitated by life, obliterating his will and life.

And the huge head, comparable to a planet, was discovered by the collector Lewan and transformed into a base. Many mercenaries or slaves from the universe gathered in this lawless area.

However, this is all in the past tense.

In today's city, the former slave laborers have long since disappeared, let alone the illegal mercenaries who gathered together.

In fact, just a few months ago, something big happened in the realm of knowledge.

Lewan, the mysterious collector in the universe, was found dead in his collection room for some unknown reason. His face was hideous and distorted. Resentment.

It seems that the collector, Lewandowski, suffered some kind of enormous torture during his lifetime.

In the end, the slave laborers found the duck that Lewand loved most in the ruins, but this poor little guy has completely turned into a madman, and kept shouting: 'Come back, they are all Going back' kind of nonsense.

The city prospered because of Lewand and naturally declined because of his death.

Without the collector Lewan, the city's protection function cannot be activated. Continuing to stay in a chaotic star field such as the Realm of Knowledge is tantamount to courting death, so many mercenaries and slave workers have left.

The general structure of the city is still there, but there is no one left.

Before those greedy worms left, they demolished everything they thought could be sold for money, leaving only the mess and ruins on the ground.

But at this time, there is a thin figure, as if shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see.

The man is holding a black pointed umbrella in his right hand, wearing a straight striped black suit, a pair of expensive leather shoes, a meticulous hairstyle, and a flat-brimmed deerstalker hat, just like walking walking through the ruins.

"Ah, there are still people here?"

Suddenly, a soft and weak voice floated from the ruins ahead.

The thin figure paused slightly, raised his hand to press the brim of the top hat, and looked in the direction of the voice with hindsight.

I saw a beautiful figure sitting in the ruins of Lewand's collection. His long black hair was casually scattered, and a few strands of hair were left on the round and full double peaks on the chest. The loose black long Death tyrant outfits can't hide the amazing beauty.

A woman, very beautiful, but very... dangerous!

If you look down from the woman, you can see hundreds of broken corpses, piled up on the ruins into a high 'mound', the soil is soaked into a bright red color, in the air There was a stench of stench.

On the knee of the woman sitting cross-legged, there is a long knife with an amazing curvature, like a waning moon.

The artificial lighting fixtures above the city sprinkle thin rays of light on the blade, with a bleak cold glow like the moon, floating in the air with a vague coldness, which makes people shudder.

Just by feeling it out, this woman... is extremely dangerous!

If I had to describe it, she was like a beast in the mountains, staring coldly at the prey with a pair of violent scarlet pupils, and then licking her claws, ready to tear anyone to pieces.

And she is the captain of the 4th Division, Uzuki Hanari.

After Lorde disappeared and returned, she was given a new task, which was to guard the realm of ignorance.

No one is allowed to break into Lewandowski's collection until Lord returns.

"Good evening, this beautiful lady."

The man raised his hand and took off the high-top felt hat, put it on his chest, bowed slightly, and said gracefully, "I am fascinated by your beauty, if you don't mind, can you sit down together after I finish my business? How about a drink?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Uozhihualie stood up slowly, holding the long knife with an amazing curvature, and pointed her green index finger on her lips, half tilted her head slyly, and said: "If you don't mind, you can let Am I cutting you?"

"Beautiful lady, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

The man put on the felt hat again, folded his hands on the umbrella, and grinned: "Actually, I lost something, I searched for a long time, and found it here, so can you let me in? ?"

"No way~"

Uozhihualie shook his head and smiled: "The order I received is that no one is allowed to break in."

"Well...the 'Spirit King' from your family is actually an old friend." The man seemed unwilling and continued: "That kind of thing is really important to me, This beautiful lady, can you let me go?"

Who knows, after hearing this sentence, Uzhihualie's expression suddenly changed.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold, her dark pupils were actually glowing with blood, and the loose death tyrant fluttered under the spiritual pressure. In an instant, the soft and false appearance faded, and it turned into a murderous numbness again. executioner.

Hoo!

Like a real killing intent, a cold wind blew up out of thin air.

The bleak edge of the blade slowly rose, a blood-red spiritual pressure rolled violently, and a thick sea of ​​blood dripped from the edge of the blade.

The endless blood pooled into a river under the woman's feet, like a turbulent sea of ​​blood.

"The solution... all!"

In the eyes of Maozhihua Baqianliu, there is a smear of blood, and the terrifying killing intent is spit out from the sandalwood mouth, as if there are thousands of swords fighting each other, "You... ...not his friend, but his 'enemy'."

The man was silent for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect to be discovered."

Speaking, the man took off his high-top deerstalker hat, the fog covering his face dissipated, revealing a dark gentleman's face, which looked very ordinary, almost the one that could not be found in the crowd kind.

But...that's what makes him terrifying.

Obviously I have seen his face, but if I close my eyes and think about it, I will find that I can't remember it at all.

This man's face is like a mosaic. No matter how good a person's memory is, as long as he looks away from his face, his impression of him will be deleted in the next second.

"Let me introduce myself formally, my name is 'The Man of Darkness'."

The dark person bowed and saluted very politely, with an unnatural arc on the corners of his lips, as if he smiled strangely: "The other name, I won't tell you for the time being, lest I break you in time, That kid won't be happy."

Horrible! fear! Terrible!

Dangerous! Danger! Extremely dangerous!

In an instant, Uzhihua's mind went blank~IndoMTL.com~ Intuition was like a sharp edge, and it was like an enemy.

"Don't be so nervous..."

The dark man smiled slightly, shook his right hand, which was stained with thick blood, and said, "Don't you realize that I have already shot?"

"What... what?!"

Uzhihua Yaqianliu bowed his head slightly, and found that a large hole had been dug out in his chest.

The fragments of the internal organs remain in the body. With every pulsation of the heart, a large amount of blood will be splattered, and the severe pain will attack the brain, causing a momentary loss of consciousness and trance.

When did he... move his hand?

Without seeing, not even feeling the slightest bit, this is... the enemy he's going to face?

"So, good night, beautiful lady."

The dark man took off his courtesy, bent down and looked down at her, grinning: "I'm going to find what I lost."