Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

"Do you understand now?"

The man sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking the long knife beside him with one hand, with a sad look on his face, and said with a light smile: "You... are the only one who has the consciousness to walk out of the thin prison."

No matter how beautiful the lie is, people always yearn for the cruel truth, even if they know the result, it may not be what they want.

And this is what Lorde wanted!

Countless broken consciousnesses fought each other with all their might in this memory-built city, and the last remaining consciousness, after swallowing everyone, walked out of the Spiritual Prison.

An ordinary otaku, from the moment he stepped out of the Lingbo Prison, he was no longer the man he used to be, but a person with countless killing memories, almost a ghost.

That person is called 'Lord'.

An otaku who neither came from the earth nor belonged to the Marvel universe, but was sandwiched between the two, reborn from the broken soul consciousness.

"how?"

The man said meaningfully: "The story is over, let's evaluate it. Do you think... the person who went out is still the original him?"

"Is it important?"

Lorde asked back.

The man was stunned for a while, and then he laughed: "Yes, it's not important, this kind of thing is not important at all!"

Like... the paradox of the Ship of Theseus.

When the individual elements that constitute 'Lord' have been replaced and updated, is he still the original 'Lord'?

Maybe, maybe not.

The answer doesn't make any sense, because the person standing here now is Lord!

"how about you?"

Lorde did not fluctuate, as if he had expected it, looked directly at the man and asked, "I am "Lord", who are you? "

"I?"

The man held his cheek in one hand, thought for a moment, grinned, and said, "I don't know, that kind of boring thing has long been forgotten."

Is it forgotten, or do not want to remember?

Lord was silent for a while, and instead of continuing to ask, he said, "You still have another question, and you didn't answer me."

"Next time."

The man shook his head, raised his finger to the sky, and said, "You don't have much time, let's solve the problems outside first. As for your problems... I'll leave it to the next time we meet with you. Let's end it all together."

Lord looked up to the sky.

The blue sky is now covered with dark clouds, and Sithone's dark power has already invaded Lingbo Prison, the last pure land.

There is not much time left for him.

Once Lingbo Prison falls, it means that his consciousness will be completely swallowed up. At that time, he will have to change his name to Sishorn.

"last question."

Lord knew that he couldn't stay for long and had to leave, but there was still a problem that bothered him so far, so he asked, "System...what is it?"

"If you beat me, I'll tell you."

The man pointed to himself and said in a meaningful way: "Actually, the answer to this question is meaningless, because you will soon know what it is."

"I understand."

Lorde gave him a deep look, as if to imprint it in his heart: "The next time we meet, I will end all this completely."

"I am waiting for you."

The man smiled, with a hint of relief in his eyes, said.

boom!

Lorde was no longer nostalgic, and the spiritual pressure all over his body was boiling and stirring, turning into a rainbow light, straight into the sky.

There are still many questions in his mind.

A lot of content was deliberately omitted from the story that the man told.

For example, what happened when he crossed from Earth to Marvel, causing his soul to shatter into countless consciousnesses?

Why did those broken consciousnesses appear in Lingbo Prison?

Why did he lose his memory when he walked out of the Lingbo prison?

If the person who destroyed this memory city is really him, does that mean that he was... stronger than he is now?

Otherwise, how to explain those azure blue sword marks left in the ruins of the city?

The battle that broke out here is not just the battle of "them", perhaps... there is also the intervention of a third party's power!

All in all, the mystery seems to have escalated into a mist, shrouded in Lord's heart.

The answer...what is it?

...

...

...

The first level of the spiritual world.

Sithone's will has completely invaded, and the whole world is filled with black mist.

Rolling dark clouds shrouded the sky like night, and sometimes thick thunder and lightning flashed, and the violent dark power raged, making the mirror-like peaceful sea at this moment turbulent, setting off monstrous waves.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The ferocious laughter resounded through the sky like thunder.

A face made of energy slowly poked out from the tumbling dark clouds, and the evil boy's blood-red eyes stared greedily at the sea below, the last remaining piece of pure land.

As long as she devours that piece of pure land, she will be able to completely master this body.

"Right now...you're mine!"

Sishorn thought that the Wannian plan would succeed today, and couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

However, right now.

Boom!

The earth-shattering loud noise exploded under the turbulent sea.

Sishorn was startled, and looked down, but saw the boundless sea water rise like a dragon, rolling up a huge water column thousands of feet high, smashing the rolling dark clouds, and the blue light that erupted in it seemed to Rivers span the sky.

The dark night that shrouded the world, under the azure blue knife light, was torn out a huge crack.

"Thank you God of Underworld for giving me the power of chaos, as a token of gratitude... return you a knife!!!"

Accompanied by the brilliance that shone again, a man dressed in black strode through the waves. Between the ups and downs, the sword with a narrow and straight blade and a wide blade on the back roared into the sky like a dragon, slashing out a dazzling blade of blue light.

"Knife name... Homecoming!"

boom--!

In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder exploded in the sky.

Just one knife, that is, the shadow of the knife in the sky, like the tide, like the cloud, like the rainstorm, all-pervasive, everywhere!

From the azure blue brilliance, there is a terrifying and tyrannical sword intent, and the sky is easily torn apart like a piece of cloth~www.NovelMTL.com~ Like the Dragon King in charge of the waters of the four seas, driving the monstrous water vapor and dragon roars And to!

"It's you...Lord!!!"

Sishorn's eyes flickered, turning into an extremely ferocious and violent cold light!

In the next moment, the vast sword light flooded the sky, resounding like thunder, volcanic eruptions, and countless water vapors wrapped in astral winds, tearing out ferocious cracks in the sky, like dense huge cobwebs, spreading to the sky. hundreds of kilometers away.

The terrifying shock wave then spread, blowing thousands of acres of sea water to the sky.

All of a sudden, the torrential rain poured down, the heat wave was monstrous, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Lord stood still in the sky, letting the torrential rain slap his body, his clothes were soaked, his sword pointed diagonally to one side, his eyes flickered, and he said sullenly: "It seems that the one who won this time is me, Sishorn. ."

"You... trick me!"

Sishorn, who was severely injured by a knife, became extremely hoarse, with anger brewing faintly.

"Oh, what do you think?"

Lorde glanced at him, showing a bit of mockery: "Do you really think that I will be defenseless, let you invade my spiritual world, and then replace me?"

At this moment, Sishorn finally understood.

It turned out that she was the one who had been playing tricks all the time.

This is what I said when I lost my wife and lost my army.

"Your power of chaos, I smiled."

Lord smiled slightly, then slowly raised the sword: "As for you, go back obediently, outsiders are not welcome here."

"Luo-de!!!"

A dazzling knife light passed by like a flash of light.

With Sithone's resentful and angry roar of filial piety, her will collapsed in an instant under the strangulation of the sword light.