Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

come down.....

come down......

come down......

The feeling of weightlessness enveloped Lord, as if he had fallen into a black hole, experiencing the feeling of an infinite fall.

In the end, I don't know how long it took.

The endless fall disappeared, like a drowning person who was picked up, re-experienced, a sense of down-to-earth peace of mind.

"This is... the next floor?"

Lord opened his eyes and looked around.

I found myself lying on the beach, with rough and wet sand under my body, and an endless sea not far away, as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky.

clap la la......

The waves lapped the shore one after another, splashing the cool sea water, mixed with the comfortable sea breeze, and caressing his hair.

Tranquil, peaceful and comfortable.

Different from the previous two worlds, this layer of world made Lord feel very comfortable, and even had the idea of ​​staying here forever.

But in the next second, this thought was extinguished by him.

If it was another time, he might appreciate it and experience the hard-won quietness.

But now, he has no time.

The spiritual space on the upper layer has been invaded by Sishorn's will. I don't know how long this layer can last. He must end all this before it is irreversible.

"Heh, maybe I'm born to work hard, I have no luck to endure this." Lord smiled self-deprecatingly, propped up the wet and soft sand in one hand, and stood up slowly.

Looking back, in addition to the beach and the sea, there is a city that has long been abandoned in the whole world.

"Looks like it should be there."

Without thinking, Lord walked towards the city with his legs raised. He had a hunch that the answer he was looking for was hidden there.

Along the way, the world is silent.

It was as if he was the only one left in the world. Apart from that, there were no other creatures. The atmosphere of loneliness and loneliness permeated every air, which was unbearable.

Just imagine.

I have long been accustomed to the surrounding noise. If you are suddenly placed in a silent room that completely isolates the sound, it may be fine for a short time, but if it goes on like this, anyone will be driven crazy.

Although Lorde was not driven crazy, he was so restless in his heart that he couldn't calm down at all.

Fortunately, he was a **** of death after all, and he quickly adjusted his mentality and moved on. After a while, he walked into the abandoned city.

In this abandoned city, there are broken walls, rubble and gravel laying across the streets, a scene of post-apocalyptic destruction.

Lorde frowned slightly, stopped in front of a certain ruin, squatted down to observe carefully, touched a certain trace with his hand, and said to himself: "It was not destroyed by artillery fire, but by... Was it cut off by some kind of weapon?"

The fracture of the boulder is as smooth as a mirror. It doesn't look like it was abandoned naturally at all. Instead, it looks like it was broken by someone with a knife.

"and......"

Lord frowned, his fingertips rubbed the fracture, a ray of blue spiritual power flickered, piercing his fingers, and bright red blood dripped.

"This is... the remaining sword energy?"

In order to confirm the guess, Lord slowly got up, walked to other places, crouched down to observe the touch, and the result confirmed his guess.

More than this ruin...

In those ruins, there is a trace of sword energy and the familiar spiritual pressure.

Without a doubt, it was his Reiatsu.

In other words, the culprit behind the destruction of this city is also him!

He was the one who destroyed the city. Although he didn't know the reason, the sword energy and spiritual power left over could not be faked.

buzzing...

The remaining sword qi seemed to sense his presence, and they floated up from the ruins and gathered like a river returning to the river.

One after another sword qi was like starlight, converging into a vast river of sword qi, bursting out of the sky in his eyes and flying to the deepest part of the city.

"Is it me?"

Lord took a deep breath, and then turned his eyes to the deepest part of the city: "It seems that only by going there can we know the answer to all this."

No matter what terrifying existence was left in the deepest part of the city, perhaps the enemy, or the answer, he had to face it.

Because he has no way out.

Lord walked unswervingly towards the deepest part of the city.

As he went deeper, he found that in the city, the traces left by the battle became denser and more terrifying.

The remaining sword energy, even if he didn't need to touch it, could cut his skin at a distance of dozens of meters.

Even more terrible!

A gap of sword qi was imprinted on the space like that, flashing with a magnificent blue light, and a trace of residual power scattered around it, smashing everything it tried to approach like a storm.

Unapproachable, unseeable.

The artistic conception of that sword is simply beyond imagination, even after countless years have passed, it still exudes a sharp breath.

Even in the peak period, Lords asked themselves, I was afraid that they would not be able to cut it, such an amazing sword.

The gap...too big!

If I had to give an example, the gap in sword qi reminded Lord of the difference in swordsmanship between him and Uzhihua.

"The feeling of losing strength is really uncomfortable." Lord shook his head with a wry smile, and did not approach the area.

After all, now he is just an ordinary person~www.NovelMTL.com~ with a little fighting experience, and rashly approaching that sword energy will probably die ugly.

It is estimated that it is thinner than the meat scorpion in the town of Kansai......

Lord shook his head, put the boring thoughts behind him, bypassed the blue sword energy, and continued to move deeper.

Slashes like that sword qi can be seen everywhere in the depths, as if this level of sword qi was just done casually.

Lorde was full of shock, but then a question came to his mind.

"Why... from the beginning to the end, there is only one person's sword qi, and the enemy who fought against him has not left any traces?"

"Or..." Lorde's eyes sank, and he said to himself: "These...all are 'me', the sword qi left behind?"

"The Female President's Almighty King"

The magnificent blue color reminded him of his other Zanpakutō.

The power of that knife can cause this special trace.

After thinking about it, Lord came to the deepest part of the city, and his eyes suddenly opened up, but the sight shocked him a little.

Swords form a forest, like a grave inserted into the ground.

At a glance, it is impossible to count how many swords there are, like black tombs, exuding the breath of death.

In the center surrounded by countless swords and graves, a young man in ragged clothes sat cross-legged, holding a dark red long knife in one hand, his head hanging down as if he was dead.

The man seemed to sense someone, and slowly raised his head, a pair of dark red eyes filled with deathly stillness, eagerly showing a hint of joy.

Then, a hoarse voice sounded.

"You are finally back."

"I...we...waited for you for a long time!"

"This time, let's end it all!"