Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

"A Zanpakutō () at the beginning of the beautiful manga"!

The old Johns were all terrified.

What did he see?

In the overwhelming storm, the man stood tall and straight, staring at the sky like a god, colliding with the golden light in the lead cloud, bursting out boundless mighty coercion.

The lifelike statue of Odin, which is above the gods, seems to be alive at the moment, and the majesty of the king of the gods is displayed in the one eye, and a ray of real eyes swept over.

Old John was swept away by those eyes, and his whole body suddenly felt chills, his knees couldn't control his softness, and he fell to the ground on the spot.

"God...God King..."

Old John knelt on the ground and shivered. His head was buried in the wet soil, and he didn't dare to raise his head to look at the **** statue's eyes.

The gaze of the statue of Odin paused for half a second on the old John, and then shifted to the man, showing a rather humanized, thoughtful expression, as if he understood something, he hesitated, and finally let out a sound Sigh.

"Eh......"

Odin slowly retracted his gaze, and the activity on the statue gradually dimmed, returning to its previous appearance, without the slightest miraculous appearance.

At the same time, the vision in the sky disappeared, the thunderstorm stopped abruptly, the thick lead-colored clouds dissipated, and the divine might of Ruyuan Ruyue disappeared, as if everything was just an illusion.

However.

The moist smell in the air and the moist soil nearby seemed to silently remind them that what happened just now was not an illusion, but a real reality.

Old John slowly raised his head, with a complicated look on his face, stared at the man and opened his mouth, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth, and finally he had to shake his head and sigh: "Luca...after the fire festival is over. ...you get out of here as soon as possible."

The man was silent and nodded slightly.

He just lost his memory, not an idiot. The terrifying scene just now, no matter how you look at it, seems to be related to his past.

Just carving a **** statue can attract the attention of the **** king Odin. This is simply a fantasy, and I am afraid no one will believe it.

But it... just happened!

This means that the past that he has forgotten may be infinitely more terrifying and complicated than he imagined.

After this incident, both of them looked preoccupied, the atmosphere fell into a deadlock, no one spoke, and walked towards the town silently.

The man carried the carved divine pillar and followed behind Old John, looking at the hunched back of the old man in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Old John's reaction just now seemed a little too intense. It's not like the kind of fear that mortals show when they suddenly encounter a god, but more like... fear of being punished.

"Old John, you..."

Just as the man was about to ask, he saw Old John stop.

"I know what you're asking."

Old John turned his back to the man and seemed to be caught in some kind of memory. After a moment of silence, he sighed: "Anyway, you are leaving soon, so it's not impossible to tell you, but remember to keep it secret for me and don't tell anyone else, okay?"

"Can."

The man nodded slightly and said, "Sorry...I just want to...learn more about the past, maybe I can get my memory back."

"I see."

Old John sighed lightly, looked up at the starry sky at night, and muttered: "Actually, I am from Asgard, which is the realm of the gods in Norse mythology, where the gods live. In human terms, I should actually God."

"Then you..." The man frowned.

"Because...I hate war."

Old John said calmly: "The endless wars made me tired, so I secretly escaped from Asgard during a battle and came to the Midgard Atrium, which is the earth in human mouths."

"I have lived here for a long time, and have traveled to many places in the past thousand years." Old John's back, in the moonlight of the night, seemed a bit lonely and lonely: "It wasn't until I found this place and adopted Yvette that Found the meaning of being alive, so I don't want anyone to break it."

Old John slowly turned around and looked at the man with complicated eyes: "You can summon the attention of the King of God, which means that your past may be more powerful, terrifying, and complicated than you imagined."

The man's eyes fell.

"I have no intention of exploring your past..."

Old John said in a deep voice, "I don't even want to know how someone as powerful as you got to the point of amnesia. These are not things that we... ordinary people are qualified to inquire about."

"I didn't mean to offend you, but..."

Old John paused for a moment, the gulched old face was full of disappointment, and sighed: "People like you, just by being there, will bring disaster and misfortune to the people around you."

"I know."

The man actually wanted to be more free and easy, but he couldn't laugh now, let alone the word free and easy.

He thought about asking old John to let him stay here, as an ordinary farmer, hunting and chopping firewood every day, drinking honey wine and listening to the bragging of the townspeople, and living such a leisurely life.

As for the past? What about him!

But... it's not possible.

As Old John said, if people like him choose to stay here, they can only bring disaster here.

......

The next day, Fire Festival.

During the annual grand festival, the whole town is lively. The door is covered with deer antler decorations. The villagers wear coats sewn with fur, and move a large bucket of mead to the center of the town. There are slaughtered pickled livestock.

Wait until everything is ready.

These gifts, which were used to enshrine the gods, were moved to a Viking-style warship, and a giant tree of several meters stood in the center, with the totems of the gods carved on it.

Until night fell, the Fire Festival officially began. With torches in their hands, they pushed the warships into the nearby river. While following the warships, they sang ancient songs with their heroic voices, which had a different kind of majestic feeling. .

Seemingly infected with emotion, the man couldn't help but sing along, next to Yvette holding his arm, whispering softly in an ethereal voice.

The man followed the large group to the end of the river, watching the warship carrying the tribute, about to fall from a waterfall with a drop of dozens of meters, learning from the others throwing torches like boats.

The warship was burning with flames, and gradually sailed to the cliff, full of tributes from the year's bumper harvest and prayers for the coming year, rushing down from the waterfall with a drop of tens of meters.

"Respect - the great Odin!"

"Respect—the great gods!"

With the heroic voice of Old John, the crowd burst into cheers, the sacrifice session officially ended, and then it was time for the carnival.

People returned to the town, enjoying the sumptuous food, drinking the brewed honey liqueur, dancing rough dances in a circle under the light of the night and the huge bonfire, and singing around the town one after another.

Yvette's bright red face was set off by the bonfire, bringing out the girl's shyness and twisting to the extreme, and with her long golden hair, she looked like an angel who had fallen into the world.

The girl was carrying a bottle of deer antlers wine and walked cheerfully, her scorching eyes made the man dare not look directly, as if she could smell it in her breath, that kind of green and simple atmosphere.

"Luka...I..."

The girl took all her courage, held the antler full of mead, and handed it to the man tremblingly, her face was as red as rouge, and her pink lips were slightly open, wanting to be full of love. Pour out.

"I'm sorry, Yvette."

The man shook his head, instead of picking up the glass of antler wine, he got up slowly and rubbed the girl's hair with his hands: "I'm leaving, I won't be coming back, take care of yourself in the future, take care of old John ."

The man didn't let the girl speak.

Once the so-called confession is spoken out, the relationship between the two people will undergo a qualitative change since then.

Even if he were to leave, he was reluctant to let the relationship change, at least for the moment...he hoped so.

"For...why?"

The light in the girl's eyes seemed to disappear, and her red face turned pale: "Yes...is it because of grandpa?"

"No." The man shook his head.

"Luca, I...I'll go and convince Grandpa, don't you go, okay? Stay, okay? Please...if it's me...I won't in the future I'm haunting you...as long as you don't leave." Yvette's voice was trembling.

"Yvette...forget me."

The man raised a finger, lightly touched the girl's eyebrows, and said softly: "I don't even know where my heart is, how can I stay here, let alone respond to your expectations, so... ...forget me."

"Lu...ka..."

Yvette bit her lip, trying her best to keep the tears from spilling out of her eyes, and said stubbornly, "I...I can go with you..."

"no."

The second time, the man interrupted the girl.

The last bit of light in the girl's eyes slowly disappeared as the man refused, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's petite body trembled in the cold wind.

Cold?

It's cold, the weather in Norway is always cold.

But... not as cold as her heart.

The heart has no place to live, and the love has no origin.

The girl's first love, in the lively fire festival, has ended before it started.

The girl's suppressed sobbing was drowned out in the lively singing of the crowd, accompanied by the man who had gone away, gradually disappearing under the bonfire until she disappeared at the end of the town.

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