Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 243

Obelisk's falling slap stopped abruptly.

Time and space seem to be frozen at this moment, everything between Heaven and Earth has stopped moving!

Only a calm silhouette is slowly coming.

"Enough is enough."

Lorde raised the five-finger virtual grip between his hands, triggering Hell's Will to descend, casually imprisoning Obelisk, his eyes falling down Grimmjow and Gwen in the deep pit, said indifferently: "I have seen all of your performance, the test is over."

"Lord Lorde..." Grimmjow's whole body is covered in hair. Dipped into red with blood, he stood up staggeringly from the deep pit, a look of unwillingness flashed on his face, and growled: "I... I haven't lost yet, please let me fight it again. A game!"

"I...I am...Lord Lorde too." Although Gwen said so, but in fact she was worse than Grimmjow, suffering from He slapped Obelisk, and his lower body became bloody.

"No need."

Lorde shook the head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and said, "I have fully seen your potential, even if I fight again, it will be useless. Meaning."

Anyone could hear the disappointment in his tone, especially in the eyes looking towards Grimmjow and Gwen, there was a hard to describe sense of loss.

"Go back to heal and prepare for Arrancarization in a few days."

Lorde turned around, left a sentence and disappeared.

"Haschwalth...he...is disappointed with us?" Grimmjow asked through gritted teeth, for the first time in his life, feeling inside wrapped in deep humiliation.

"No." Haschwalth shook his head slightly and said bluntly: "Lord Lorde is not disappointed with you, but has high expectations for you that's all."

" Expectation?"*2

"Yes, expect."

Haschwalth pushed down the lens expressionlessly, and then said: "Lord Lorde thinks you two, have entered Vasto Lorde-class potential, so he arranged this battle, but you let him down."

"Vasto Lorde......." Grimmjow's eyes narrowed, murmured absently: "So, is this what he expects from me?"

"Lord Lorde..." Gwen lowered his head in shame.

"There is no need to be ashamed." Haschwalth said calmly, and said the most poignant words: "It's not your fault, after all that's all your aptitude are, so there's no need to worry about what you can't do. Ashamed of things."

In his eyes, Lord Lorde looked up to them.

Even though they've been pushed to the edge of Death, they haven't burst out enough to reach the final apex. At least on their own, it is impossible for them to break through to the Vasto Lorde-class all their lives.

aptitude is one of the most important measures of whether Menos Grande can evolve or not!

The aptitude from the very beginning of some Menos Grande is destined to end at Adjuchas, not Vasto Lorde above all Menos Grande.

No need to be ashamed, no need to be ashamed.

Because...

It's your destiny!

The meaning of Haschwalth's words is exactly this, he didn't want to taunt or ridicule intentionally, just put this cruel fact in front of Grimmjow and Gwen!

Whether you are angry, unwilling, or resentful, you cannot change these things that have been doomed!

Surprisingly, this time Grimmjow didn't open his mouth to refute, just lifts the head and stared at Haschwalth with those azure pupils, in his calm and silent eyes, there was a hint of saying. Unclear pride and confidence.

"Perhaps you're right, Haschwalth."

Grimmjow got up slowly and said, "But I don't believe that there is a destiny on this world, if any. .....I will tear apart the so-called destiny you call it with my claws!"

"Interesting..."

Haschwalth's green eyes under the lens There was a faint light, and the corners of the lips curled up slightly: "Tear up destiny... It's up to you, can you do it? Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez."

"Wait... ...Haschwalth"

Grimmjow grinned into a hideous smile: "I, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, will definitely be King above all Menos!"

Haschwalth pushed down the lens, said with a slight smile: "I look forward to that day."

Interesting...

The leopard's uninhibited and rebellious eyes, and the arrogant unyielding eyes The spirit made him seem to understand why Lord Lorde liked it so much.

Vasto Lorde...seems really possible!

"Go back and heal."

Haschwalth kept this expectation in his heart, and then indifferently said: "In a few days, Lord Lorde will personally Arrancarization for you, and then there will also be a Surprise for you."

Grimmjow coldly snorted, biting the immobile Gwen, and Sonido left the place.

After everyone leaves.

"Um...what do you do with this big guy?" Haschwalth felt a headache when he noticed Obelisk, who was still imprisoned.

This guy's body is too big, and he has no individual consciousness. He belongs to an existence that cannot communicate. It seems that there is no way to rashly bring it back to the Soul Society, but if he stays here, he is afraid that this guy will Recklessly!

Although it is only an experimental product, it is an Arrancar after all. Naturally, such a precious material cannot be easily destroyed.

Besides, when Lord Lorde left, he didn't specifically tell him what to do with it, he was obviously not satisfied with it, so he just left it so casually.

"Forget it, let's seal it first." Haschwalth thought about it, and decided to seal it up first, and it would not be too late to let it out after the Lord Lorde ordered it.

...

Senzaikyū .

After sealing Obelisk, Haschwalth suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly returned to Senzaikyū, respectfully: "Lord, do you remember something?"

" What's the matter?"

Lorde sit cross-legged in the cell, and when he heard Haschwalth's words, he raised his brows slightly and asked in doubt.

"Lord, do you remember Abomination?" Haschwalth explained, "That green monster we caught during the New York Battle, you asked me to turn it into a Hollow."

So saying...

Lord suddenly remembered, they even caught an Abomination!

It's just that Abomination was abused into PTSD by Haschwalth at the beginning, and the transformation process was not very smooth. Coupled with the various things that happened later, he kept forgetting about it.

If not Haschwalth reminded, I'm afraid he really can't remember!

"Abomination, I remember, how is it?" Lorde asked, nodding.

Haschwalth suddenly puffed out his chest, his emerald green eyes lit up slightly, and said with a little pride in his tone: "Abomination has been transformed into Hollow, and after this period of feeding, Abomination has been transformed into Hollow. , has reached the Adjuchas-class."

"Oh... um?"

Lorde stared, surprised, "What did you say? Abomination...turned into Adjuchas?"

"That's right, Lord Lorde." Haschwalth raised his lips slightly, proudly saying, "Abomination has been transformed into Adjuchas-class Menos, always Sleeping in my shadow space."

"Wait...how did you do it?" Lorde asked in surprise, "I remember it couldn't be transformed? How suddenly Become an Adjuchas?"

"It's easy."

Haschwalth pushed down his glasses and said with a smile: "I cut a hole in his chest and threw it away. In the Gillian heap, he was transformed by the spiritual pressure of the Menos Grande."