Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 363

"Calm down...watch carefully and find the exit!"

Lorde repeated himself, taking several deep breaths in a row, calming the restless mind Calm down and look closely at those void cracks, trying to find a pattern in them, or any clues about the 'exit'!

These fissures spread throughout the void turbulence, some of which are as large as the Great Rift Valley and stretch for thousands of miles, while the smaller ones are not as big as an arm. The gap between the two can be said to be a huge difference. apart from this makes no difference!

Obviously, that doesn't work either!

Lorde was still a little unwilling, and tried to condense the spirit particles into arrows, using the ability of X-Axis to shoot into the crack, and then planned to use the feedback of the spirit particles to perceive whether the other end of the crack is not. Safety.

But until I lost the induction, there was no feedback from spirit particles.

This is like a natural prison, cutting off all attempts to escape.

Even Lorde is a little discouraged at the moment.

He tried all the methods he could think of, but all the results he could get were useless!

"Let's get started!"

Lorde spat out one mouthful of impure air from his lungs, then fixed his gaze on the faintly discernible fissures.

The next step is to verify his lineage, is it time for right and wrong, if he chooses the wrong 'exit', it can only prove that he is merely this, destined to suffer this disaster !

Sometimes luck is also an important part of success!

Looking at the powerhouses that can go to Peak, the characters are either cunning, tenacious, bold, or brave. After removing all the external things, there is only one thing in common. Point, that is they are lucky!

misfortune turns to blessing , turn peril into safety , there is a cultivation technique for jumping off a cliff, go out to pick up a teacher...

In the above and other situations, it is all because of the help of the atmosphere in the dark, so that they can finally reach the top!

And now, it was his turn.

Whether he can turn peril into safety depends on his next choice, which determines the future direction!

In the end, he chose the biggest rift.

If you insist on the reason, it may be that the fissure is more pleasing to the eye, followed by the fact that the interior of this fissure tends to be in a stable state, while the void turbulence inside the other fissures is abnormally violent.

"Right or wrong, here's a move!"

Lorde silently prayed in his heart, then took a big step and stepped into the fissure instantly.

next moment.

He experienced what it felt like to be stuffed into a rolling washing machine, and then frantically stirred for an unknown number of times!

The terrifying suction from all directions seemed to tear him to pieces, the platform constructed by spirit particles shattered instantly, and his whole person was like rootless duckweed. The violent void turbulence gradually faded away, and disappeared into the deep darkness!

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I don't know how much time has passed.

The space inside void turbulence has no sound or light, not even spirit particles!

Lorde has been floating around in this space,

for an unknown amount of time.

Unable to confirm bearing, let alone find any exit.

The spiritual pressure was exhausted over time, and it was like a prison that trapped him here!

There is nothing I can do but wait to die!

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he does feel hopeless.

After the initial struggle and unwillingness to roar, Lorde's mood gradually became calm and dead. It was not that he had given up hope of survival, but that he wanted to save all resources and find a way out of trouble before he died!

One day...

In the boundless darkness, Lorde suddenly sensed a familiar dead silence!

That's... the breath of Hell!

For a moment, Lorde hardly hesitated, Shunpo turned into a light and shadow, and rushed towards the source of the breath!

He has no choice!

If he continues to stay in this boundless darkness, sooner or later he will die due to the exhaustion of spiritual power. This is his last hope!

As for whose Hell is there, it doesn't matter to him anymore, even Lucifer's Hell is better than being trapped here alive!

It's getting closer, getting closer!

Lorde saw Blink's rays of light with excitement.

He could clearly feel that Hell's breath was very close, not too far ahead!

Finally, after all the spiritual pressure was drained.

Lorde fiercely slammed his head into the fissure and disappeared instantly!

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Here, is a barren ice field.

The bone-chilling wind wu wu sounded, rolling up layers of ice and snow and huge waves whistled past, like the continuous waves of the sea, the entire Heaven and Earth were shrouded in gray fog, looking around Go to the pinnacle-shaped glacial cliffs, which are like thousands of swords.

Thick snow covers the ice sheet, and you can vaguely see a black river, a huge stone bridge with ancient aura, which is crossed over the galloping black river.

There is no trace of life here.

Even the most tenacious weeds of life force cannot survive here, only the boundless ice land.

Coldness, silence, is the only theme here.

But in this extreme environment, there is a silhouette walking on the ice sheet with a huge heavy object in the wind and snow.

Chi La... Chi La... Chi La...

As that silhouette gets closer, you can see that it is actually a woman, and she It was dragged by a huge monster with horns.

The woman wears broken armor covered with sword marks, long purple hair fluttering in the wind and snow, white feathers are inserted on both sides of the temples, dragging the horn monster with one hand, and holding it with the other. The bloody long sword marched forward with firm steps.

huhuhu ~

biting cold wind whistled past, blowing up the thick snow, revealing a silhouette.

silver armor The woman stopped and frowned, looking at the man buried under the snow.

The man's black shirt was completely shattered, his whole body was covered in frozen blood, and the breathing at the tip of his nose was extremely weak.

Shasha...

The man's fingers squirmed slightly, and then he opened his eyes with difficulty, and his dry lips pulled a wry smile.

That bastard, Zadkiel, finally got out for him!

This person is Lorde who escaped from the void rift turbulence with difficulty. Although he passed through the rift smoothly, he has no means of defense after the spiritual pressure is exhausted. The space storm is raging.

It's just that this time he's lucky.

Although he was severely injured by the space storm, he was left with a glimmer of survival, allowing him to successfully reach this Hell!

Then just give him a period of time to replenish spiritual pressure, and then the High-Speed Regeneration can be activated to repair the injury.

"Who are you?"

The woman looked at him vigilantly and asked.

"A lost man..."

Lorde forcibly twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile: "Excuse me... where is this place? "

The woman frowned, with a flash of surprise in her eyes: "You don't know where this is?" Here."

"Your luck is really bad."

The woman was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "This is the country of the dead, Helheim."

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