Chapter 643 The dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon

"Let it rot..."

Lord's light voice echoed in the huge room.

The black mist full of ominousness and deathly silence flows slowly, pulling everything it touches into the abyss of decay. The void is shattered as if it has been dissolved. The vibrant earth gradually disappears and decays, and the air is plundered by invisible hands.

The invisible thing in the dark shadow dissipated in the cry of despair.

The two maids standing behind Lord felt the cold and ruthless breath of death from the ominous black mist.

All things have an end, and that is death.

The meaning of the black mist's existence is to accelerate their death process of 'aging', and with a ruthlessness and coldness that is close to the law, it takes away the... time of everything within the envelope!

This is... death!

NO.2 Ten Blades, Skeleton Emperor——Bailegan Ruisenbang.

The supreme ruler of the original Hueco Mundo controlled the ten blades of 'aging', the power of death.

Nothing in the world can resist the 'aging' caused by the passage of time, but Balegang possesses the ability to age that is feared by the world. With just one breath, it can take away hundreds or even thousands of years of life.

It can be seen from many performances in the original work how terrible aging is.

Rather than saying that it is the power that makes everything in the world age, it is better to say that it is the ability to control the accelerated passage of time. This understanding seems to be more appropriate and detailed.

After all, looking at the entire length of the God of Death, there may not necessarily be a few people who dare to face the bird, bee, and thunder whip, right?

If he hadn't been careless in the end, the former deputy ghost Taoist priest Yu Akida Hakugen's space forbidden technique had sent the arm wrapped with the breath of death into the body, and was eaten back to death by his own aging power. With this BUG-level ability, he would have been able to sweep away More than half of the captains.

In fact, the strength of each person can be gleaned from the death methods symbolized by each of the ten blades.

Sacrifice is greater than nothingness.

Despair is greater than destruction.

Intoxication is greater than madness.

Greed is greater than anger.

Aging is a more powerful and unsolvable meaning of death that transcends all forms of death.

Everything in the world has its end and end since its birth, and that is death, which can also be called aging, or time.

The aging represented by Balegang is death at the end of all things, the irresistible time.

The only death more terrible than old age...is loneliness.

Maybe this is what the poet wants to tell everyone.

But now, which one is more terrible, loneliness or aging, is meaningless to him.

The power of aging, which is close to the bug level, takes away the time of everything in the space in just a few breaths.

The shadows we encountered in front of the bloody factory were, in the final analysis, nothing more than creatures with strange powers. Naturally, they could not resist the passage of time and turned into a handful of decaying ashes in an instant.

The man who lost his shadow finally revealed his pale face.

The man can be said to be quite handsome. His angular face is very typical of a British gentleman. His pair of light blue eyes are deep and charming. The hair on both sides of the temples is dyed a little gray, but it adds to his appearance. A mature atmosphere.

"Finally we meet..."

Lord stared at the man's face and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Although I had guessed a little beforehand, when I actually saw you, I was still a little shocked. Should I call you Doctor Strange? Or shall I call you Stephen Strange?"

This gentlemanly man who exudes British style is actually the famous Doctor Strange in the Marvel Universe - Stephen Strange!

Stephen Strange is one of the most powerful magicians in the Marvel Universe.

He was originally an excellent neurosurgeon and was hailed as a gift from God for his superb medical skills. Unfortunately, in a car accident, his hands, which he relied on for survival, suffered comminuted fractures, which completely ruined his medical career.

Later, after trying all methods but failing to cure his hands, Strange turned to metaphysics.

After learning about Kama Taj by chance, Strange became a disciple of the Ancient One and began to formally enter the field of spells and magic. After the death of the Ancient One, he succeeded the Supreme Mage to protect the earth from the magical dimension. of invasion.

Strange's more famous achievement is to defeat Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, by relying on the infinite loop of time.

Those words of "Dormammu, let me negotiate terms with you" have probably become a pain that this master does not want to remember. After all, the master of the dark dimension beyond time has never been so messed up by a human. Annoyed.

"The title is not important."

Stephen Strange's eyes were indifferent, without any emotion. He was as cold and hard as a stone. He stared at the man in front of him and said word by word: "The important thing is that today you will be destroyed together with Asgard." .”

"Before you do anything, would you mind chatting with me?"

Lord looked at Doctor Strange with interest and asked curiously: "The person who established the bloody factory in Newcastle more than a hundred years ago and taught Wilbur Whateley black magic should be... You?"

"It's a pity that he failed and wasted my time."

Stephen Strange's eyes showed an undisguised look of hatred and resentment: "If that girl hadn't stopped me at that time, my seance ritual would have failed, and you would have died there."

"Her name is...Nakshia Kal, she is my daughter."

Lord was silent for a moment, his eyes were lowered and his eyelashes were trembling, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You should not be from this time and space, but you are trying every possible means to kill me. Can you tell me the reason?"

"You...must die!"

Angry flames rose in Stephen Strange's eyes, and he held the golden pocket watch tightly in his palm. With a boundless hatred that wanted to eat his flesh and blood, and thirsty for his blood, he said in a cold voice: "Your existence... .It was just a mistake and I had to correct it!”

"Haha, I roughly understand."

Lord exhaled slowly, looked at him and said calmly: "In the future time and space where you are, there should be a person named Lord Carr. Because of his existence, you want to kill me, right? "

"He...no, it's you. You single-handedly destroyed my world and wiped out anyone who dared to resist you."

There is indelible sadness in Stephen Strange's eyes, which is the painful look that only someone who has lost everything can have: "They...all died by your hands, and I am the only one who escaped." You came out, so the meaning of my existence is to kill you!"

The golden pocket watch was opened, and inside was a photo of a young woman.

Although this was the first time for Lord to see her, he already knew the name of this woman. She was Dr. Stephen Strange's assistant, lover, and wife...Christine Palmer.

"Suffer death...Spiritual King!"

Stephen Strange's eyes were blood red, hatred and anger intertwined in his chest, and he shouted hoarsely: "For the creatures in the universe who died tragically under your hands, the heroes who died fighting against you, and my wife Chris Tiny Palmer, atone!"

"..."

Lord sighed deeply in his heart, what kind of thing is this?

It was clear that he would be responsible for the sins he would do in the future, but he would have to bear them in the end, and he couldn't even blame others.