A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

In the mist, the crowd came surging.

Those who shouted the name of 'Lord' passed him one after another, as if there was a world separated from each other.

Lord's eyes were lowered, and there was a touch of complexity in his eyes.

He understood that everything in front of him was fake!

It was a false hallucination, an impossible scene, something... something he had long since lost.

But those familiar faces and voices were like iron hooks, ruthlessly hooking his weakness.

Until the whole heart became dripping with blood.

Broken and heartbroken.

"I didn't expect... to see you again..."

Lord tried his best to suppress his emotions, but still couldn't stop, there was a hint of sadness and sadness in that deep voice.

How much he wanted to say... I'm back.

It's a pity...all of this is false, even if you say it, so what, no matter how beautiful the dream is, there will be a day when you wake up.

"what……"

Lord took a deep breath, trembling slightly, and then exhaled slowly, with a flash of determination in his eyes: "I will definitely...will go back...when it's all over."

If this scene was not a mirror image... how wonderful it would be!

Regretted for a moment, Lord regained his strength.

He hadn't forgotten what he was going to do, lingering on false hallucinations, meaningless.

"If you want to stop me, this trick is not enough."

Lord whispered softly, holding the saber in his hand, feeling the slight tremor of the blade, and a smile crossed the corner of his lips: "Don't worry, I will not be bound by the memories of the past, only the real future... is what I want! "

Zheng!

The blade was unsheathed, and the sound of gold and iron clashing echoed.

Amid the long howls like the chant of a dragon, the Reiatsu was like a violent raging wave, sweeping with a frightening sword intent, turning into a long rainbow and slashing out!

break! ! !

With extremely sharp sword intent, the dazzling light of the knife brushed down like a waterfall.

The vast fog in front of him was split into two in an instant.

No, more than that!

The azure blue light of the knife went forward indomitably, wherever it passed, it was endless, even...even those figures in the past were cut off by the knife.

At the same time, the memories lingering in his heart seemed to be completely cut off with this knife.

At this moment, Lord suddenly felt a little more transparent.

Staying stuck in the past will not solve the problem, but only move forward, forward, and forward towards the future!

He... wants to go home!

Back home!Back to the family!

Who dares to stop, kill it!

In an instant, the fog was cleared.

Countless figures screamed and disappeared, and the towering ice and snow pyramid came into view again.

"wait for me……"

Lord tapped his toes and approached with Shunbu.

However, the next moment.

A huge black figure burst out from the pyramid door suddenly.

Move like thunder, fast like lightning.

In barely a thousandth of a second, that tyrannical pitch-black figure approached with a terrifying murderous intent!

Boom boom boom!

A chainsaw sword with a length of nearly three meters rushed towards it with a huge noise of mechanical roar and a force of [-] tons.

As the chain blade whizzed, a noisy air wave rolled up.

Even the air, even the tiny particles, seemed to be torn apart, releasing a trembling killing intent.

Lord turned his blade and attacked from the bottom up.

when! !

Dazzling sparks splashed, accompanied by the sound of boulders colliding.

Countless dazzling sparks splashed wildly, the chainsaw blade with mechanical roaring noise, and the extremely fast rotating tooth blade burst out huge power potential energy, as sharp as if it wanted to cut the space.

It wasn't until this moment that Lord could see clearly that the person who attacked him was wearing a pure black power armor, his tall body was like a wall, exuding a tyrannical killing aura.

That is... the power armor of the Akkadian civilization!

Lord recognized it at a glance. The battle armor that Adam wore back then was almost the same style as the man in front of him.

It's just that compared to Adam's power armor, the armor of this person in front of him can only be described as shabby... no, tattered.

Not only was it dilapidated, but there were streaks of mottled blood all over it. After years of erosion, it had even dried up and solidified, exuding a strong bloody smell.

The armor has been damaged in many places, and there are many scars.

Most of the outer coating has been worn away, and even the most important head armor is missing, and the power pack that should be necessary in theory is also missing.

Black hair, gray eyes, olive skin.

The age is estimated to be close to 40 years old. The standard Akkadian appearance, the face is painted with bright red patterns, and the left forehead is inlaid with three golden metal objects.

"Wait...do you know Abel?!"

Lord looked at the man, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen him there.

"Abel?"

The man's voice was hoarse, and then he roared: "Damn traitor!!!"

For some reason, after hearing Lord's mention of Abel, the man was visibly furious, and a surge of invisible force gathered the chainsaw sword in his hand, suppressing it with the terrifying power of destroying mountains and cracking rocks!

Buzz! ! !

The chain sawtooth blade rotated at a high speed, and the power armor spewed out a high-heat airflow, which drove the mechanical lever to start, and an even more terrifying force erupted.

The terrifying chainsword pressed down again, forcibly suppressing Lord, the sharp blade was only a few centimeters away from the scalp.

Lord frowned, twisted his ankle, and while turning sideways, wrapped the blade around the chainsword, forcibly removing the power.

Swish! ! !

The chain blade rotates at high speed, creating a tearing hurricane.

Lord took a few steps back, his long hair was blown up, and a bloodstain appeared on his cheek.

After wiping away the blood, he looked up at the other party and said, "I didn't come to fight with you. Since you know Abel, you must know Cain and Michael, right?"

The man with black hair and gray pupils was obviously one of the people who served under Adam during the Akkadian civilization.

From a standpoint, they don't make sense.

Therefore, Lord still intends to persuade. After all, the people of the Akkadian civilization are almost dead. Even for the sake of Abel and Cain, try not to do anything if you can.

"Abel? Cain? Michael?"

The man sneered, and slowly raised the chainsaw sword, the blade vibrated at a high speed, and Senhan's killing intent soared into the sky: "You are right, I do know them, but... so what?"

Lord frowned slightly: "Don't you understand what I mean? We don't need to..."

"No!"

The man said in a deep voice: "My mission...or my mission is to guard this base and prevent anyone other than Michael from entering, no matter what the reason!"

"Even if it's me, can't you?"

Lord was very irritable in his heart, and said in a bad tone.

"Anyone, including father." The man said.

The air seemed to freeze.

There was a hint of coldness in Lord's eyes: "In this case, then... report your name."

The man raised his chainsaw sword, straightened his spine, and his tall and mighty body was like a towering peak. On that rough face full of vicissitudes, there was a touch of pride from the heart:

"I, No.20 Primarch of the Second Dark Legion, Son of Adam—Seth!"

"Under the order of my father, guard here, if you want to go in...then kill me!"

Even though millions of years have passed, and even the empire he once served in has vanished into thin air and perished under the scouring of time, the pride in his tone has not diminished by half.

"Although I don't know, how did you survive until now..."

Holding a knife in one hand, Lord walked forward with killing intent in his eyes: "But, since you are a ghost from the past, you should be honest and stay where you should be!"

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Stone interior.

The weird shadow on the wall glanced outside, then looked at Michael who was sitting upright, grinned and said: "Hehe, it seems that their conversation has collapsed, don't you plan to persuade them?"

Michael remained silent, stroking the spear.

"It's so ruthless..."

Weird Shadow shook his head and sighed with pretended regret: "I quite like that child. After Adam's plan fails, he is the most hopeful. Are you really willing to die like this?"

"That's also...his own choice."

Michael finally spoke, with a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes: "This is... the ending he hoped for. Use your own life to witness the miracle of God's choice."