Chapter 1027 The King and the Mount (5)
The sky is full of swastikas, how spectacular!
There is only one person in history who can be buried with half a Zanpakutō from Soul Society.
There is no need for any communication, let alone any condolences. The time and space projection summoned by the God of Hell is doing its best to release the spiritual pressure, gathering most of Soul Society's Zanpakutō, showing unimaginable power!
By the time it breaks out, everything has been turned upside down.
Even if Lord in the ice prison sensed something was wrong and wanted to break free and fight back, it was too late.
The huge spiritual power passed through the ice prison, and he was the first to bear the brunt. The momentary illusion created by Feng Shui's restraint made him freeze for a moment, and he missed the last chance and hope!
He could only watch helplessly as the sky filled with swastikas converged in one place.
boom--! ! !
In a true sense, the sky was shattered and the whole void was shattered.
The huge ice prison, as majestic as a mountain, was finally unable to withstand this force, and was annihilated into ashes when it collapsed.
No, what was shattered at the same time was the heaven and the earth.
A series of crisscrossing cracks, like dense spider webs, are deeply imprinted on the sky and ocean, and deep in the broken space cracks, a faint glimpse of the magnificent azure color can be seen.
The god of Hades flicked the long sword, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and stared ahead.
The ice prison collapsed, and the familiar figure disappeared along with the ice prison, as if it had really turned into ashes.
"I've done everything I can."
A hint of sadness flashed in Pluto's eyes, and he sighed softly: "I hope he...can find himself again, as you wish."
At this moment, a child of about seven or eight years old, wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts, slowly walked out of the ocean, glanced at the God of Hades in the sky, and said expressionlessly: "So... ...Did you get the answer you wanted?”
"It seems there is, but it seems there isn't."
Pluto shook his head, laughed at himself, and said: "There are some things that he still needs to figure out for himself, but the only thing that makes me feel gratified is that his will has never changed and is still so stubborn. ,stubborn."
"Do you think...he can remember?"
The boy looked at the broken void, as if he was asking Hades, or the missing person.
"Yes, it will definitely happen."
Pluto smiled and said: "No matter how you say it, he is always him. Since Guan Canghai is willing to recognize him, it is enough to prove it."
"Different......"
A trace of loneliness flashed in the boy's eyes, and he said, "I...we are different from her."
Hades was silent for a moment and said softly: "Yes, after all, you... are his real Zanpakutō. If it weren't for Guan Canghai, I'm afraid it would be you who has always been by his side."
If Lord was still here, he would probably be shocked when he heard what Hades said.
His real Zanpakutō turned out not to be Guan Canghai, but the little boy in front of him.
The little boy remained silent and said calmly: "It's time for you to come back. That guy's will is still ready to move."
"Tsk... It's hard to come out once, are you going back so soon?" Hades scratched his head and said with regret: "What a pity, that guy Sithorn is really annoying, I'll go back Suppress him."
As soon as the words fell, Hades burned and merged into the little boy's body like fly ash.
"Come on... remember."
The little boy stared at the void and murmured to himself: "Don't be swallowed up by Lord Carr. Recall your real name, your real wishes, and our... .Let’s go home.”
Buzz!
The world returned to calm, and the depths of the broken void shone with magnificent blue colors.
The little boy returned to the depths of the ocean step by step, sitting alone on a mountain piled with countless dead bones. Below him was a surge of dark spiritual power, and an evil will was ready to move, seeming to break through the suppression of the mountain of dead bones.
"Damn it!"
"You are just a part of my power, but you dare to resist me?!"
"I am Sithorn, the god of the underworld!"
The violent and evil power stirred, and an indifferent voice echoed under the sea.
The terrifying power of chaos is burning, like a blazing sun emitting endless power. The terrifying power actually boils the entire sea. Reality is being played and distorted wantonly, and the void is as fragile as a thin sheet. Paper.
The terrifying Lord of Chaos has already passed through the weightless void and seems to be coming here forcefully.
"You...can't stop me!"
The mountain made of piled bones continued to disintegrate like a collapsed mountain under the intrusion of that force. The heavy pressure of the mountain stirred the sea water, gathering turbulent whirlpools that could tear apart steel.
Ripples struck in all directions, almost spreading the ubiquitous water flow.
The desolate and ancient voice once again echoed in the turbulent currents and oceans, like the will of God, which was irresistible.
"Give up your resistance, you are my strength!"
"Why...don't you choose to submit to me?"
"As long as you are willing to submit to me, Sithorn, I will give you new life when I dominate the original God Realm!"
As the sound echoed, the massive water flow rioted, surged, and boiled.
The thick water flow was surging, like countless water dragons meeting together, and in a daze, a huge shadow was formed.
The phantom was just formed by the condensation of water. Although the clothes and appearance could not be seen clearly, the moment it appeared, it still overwhelmed the surrounding space, as if its existence itself made the entire world unable to contain it.
God of the underworld, Sithorn.
Although there were no words, the moment He appeared, his name was imprinted on the hearts of all things.
"Shh...be quiet."
The little boy looked up at Him, raised a finger, and whispered: "Don't disturb him, now is...the critical moment!"
The next moment, the shaking mountain of bones, as well as the dark spiritual power gushing out, calmed down at this moment.
And a huge crack suddenly appeared on the body of the ancient shadow formed by the water flow.
The depths of that crack reflected a magnificent azure color.
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"Hey, wake up, wake up quickly!"
A shaking feeling came, Lord was confused and felt his brain was dizzy.
He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as padlocks. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift them.
"Wake up quickly, we have an exam today, if you don't get up you will be late!"
Lord felt like he was being shaken hard, and this time he was finally able to open his eyes.
What caught the eye was the white wall covering, and a familiar face. He was fat and looked very honest.
"How...why am I here?"
Lord was suddenly confused, and his mind was completely confused.
"You haven't woken up yet?" The fat man twitched his lips, slapped Lord on the back, and shouted: "Wake up quickly, don't even look at what time it is, and we will both fail the exam if we continue to do ink marks." !”
"hiss!"
Lord arched up in pain, with a look of confusion on his face: "Who...are you?"
"I am your father!"
The fat man scolded angrily: "Looking at you, weren't you drunk yesterday and made you stupid?"
"How...why am I here?"
Lord lowered his head blankly and looked at his hands and the messy dormitories around him.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly narrowed.
This was clearly his dormitory before time travel, and the fat man in front of him was one of his bad friends!
