Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 542

Reduce All Creation to Ash!

As the sound fell, monster was surrounded by a strange flame of bright red.

The surging scarlet flames, like a surging torrent, spurted out of its body frantically, just like the familiar picture before, igniting every corner of the line of sight.

It can be different from the high heat that comes with Ryūjin Jakka, and the blast that burns everything to ashes.

The scarlet flames it releases are not scorching hot from the senses only, they just look like flames, and are actually even a little bit cold.

"I like your strength."

The monster stretched out his hand to pick up a ray of scarlet flames, letting it dance at his fingertips, grinning with a smile: "Humans, throw away your physical body and feel with us, great, evolve."

Lorde brows tightly knitted and did not answer it.

From the very beginning, this guy can only imitate other people's speech, and now he can speak by himself, and even becomes more and more smooth, as if it indicates that its evolution is getting closer and closer to perfection. status.

It's hard to believe how far it will go if it continues to evolve.

"Human, tell me, your answer."

The monster showed a strong interest in Lorde, and wanted to pull it into what it called evolution.

"Excuse me!"

Lorde exhaled a heavy breath, igniting all the spiritual pressure remaining in the body.

"What a pity..."

The monster's face showed a touch of regret, sighing as if watching a dead person, and then put the right hand on the lower abdomen, He bowed gracefully and slowly, with a strong nobility in his behavior: "Then before I kill you with my own hands, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is...Wilbur Watson, Watson family. Hereditary Viscount."

"Impossible!"

Lorde's brain buzzed, and he blurted out, "How could you... be Wilbur Watson?!"

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“Why impossible?”

Wilbur Watson’s face was sarcastic: “People always choose to believe what they believe, but not the truth, just like you think I’m impossible Wilbur Watson, but I'm Wilbur Watson, that's an unchangeable fact."

Lorde felt vaguely wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It doesn't matter, you will understand soon."

Wilbur Watson smiled evilly and said quietly: "When you join us, you will be one of us. Now you are Wilbur Watson, I am Wilbur Watson, and everyone is Wilbur Watson!”

bang!

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue, all of a sudden Lorde woke up!

The speculation about Wilbur Watson, as well as the clues before it, suddenly surfaced at this moment, and the truth has been revealed!

"Guess it?"

Wilbur Whateley smiled sullenly: "But alas, it's too late!"

Bang!

The ground around them suddenly cracked, as if trampled by a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses.

The entire hotel was shaking violently, the Lorde complexion slightly changed, the silhouette of Wilbur Watson was reflected in the pupils, rushing under the endless bloody flames, as if there were thousands of giant beasts of war rushing .

Yachiru Kendō: Yomi!

Lorde poured the full spiritual pressure into this sword with the conviction of death.

The dark spiritual pressure was condensed into a single point, and then gradually spread into the sky black, causing the entire atmosphere and even the space to vibrate. Heaven and Earth, both split the same!

The blade and fist edge collide, splashing fierce fire!

One after another The aftermath of the tyranny rippled, covering the entire hall like mercury pouring down the ground, ploughing the already broken earth fiercely!

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Lorde used the blade to unleash fist strength, and then took a deep breath, the sword in his hand instantly cut out an afterimage.

The sword shadow is all over the sky, falling like a torrential rain.

Yachiru's Kendō, being brought to the extreme by him at this moment!

Almost a millisecond, Lorde merged thousands of slashes into a sword. After the sword shadow scattered and reunited, it turned into a mighty sword light and fell, slashing the sky and the earth. To Wilbur Watson.

puchi!

A mighty sword light like a hot knife through butter tore Wilbur Watson's chest.

If it were replaced by other normal creatures, this kind of injury would be deadly enough, but for the monster in front of him, a wound of this magnitude can be recovered in just one breath, and even Not as bad as a human hitting a toe.

"It's useless, useless..."

Wilbur Watson laughed wildly, forcibly smashing the sword lights in front of him.

It's really disgusting...

Lorde cursed inwardly and hurriedly stepped on Shunpo to leave.

This ghastly thing can't be killed and can't be killed, and it will evolve if it is hit, I really don't know how to solve it!

Wilbur Watson saw the direction in which Lorde was retreating, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face.

As soon as he hit the ground, Lorde didn't feel right.

A damp, slippery, cold and evil feeling suddenly spread upwards from the soles of the feet, and swam around the limbs at an alarming speed.

When he looked down, he found that it was the viscous plasma from before.

Those viscous bright red slurries like asphalt seeped out from the broken ground, with no opportunity like mercury pouring down the ground, and invaded his body along the soles of his feet, and they were rampaging like countless ants!

spiritual pressure, most of it was absorbed in an instant!

Lorde's face turned pale in an instant.

"It's a pity, you probably didn't notice it." Wilbur Watson said triumphantly: "Before I suffered your flame attack, I divided some of the blood into the ground, Just to distract you that's all."

"Now, join us!"

Wilbur Watson raised his hands and manipulated the burning bloody flames, whistling Drown the Lorde!

The bloody flames are not hot, but extremely cold.

All kinds of negative emotions emerged crazily, as if the flames ignited in his heart, constantly hitting his brain.

One after another, shrill howls sounded, as if there were countless mournful vengeful soul ghosts tearing and devouring his soul.

"Down, fall into darkness!"

"Join us on the sacred path of evolution!"

"only the aloof supreme Being, can guide me to wait for immortality, escape death's flesh hell!"

From the darkness stretched out countless large transparent hands, wrapping him like twigs, then dragged and fell into the endless abyss .

"Success!"

Wilbur Watson's eyes were all Blink, and he licked his tongue greedily: "With this person's soul, my plan will soon be realized, The real immortality...the real path to God can finally be opened!"

"Hey, bastard over there."

The bright red flames were berserked His spiritual pressure was torn apart, and Lorde, who was covered with a white mask, slowly raised his violent eyes, and the eerie killing intent filled the entire space in an instant: "Without my consent, just put people in, you Have you asked my opinion?"

Wilbur Watson subconsciously took two steps back, a sudden lingering chill in his heart.

This kind of feeling has not been experienced for a long time since it evolved. It is a feeling of fear that has only been experienced in the human period, and it is so deep and solemn, as if imprinted on the soul. Deep the same!

"It's been a long time...no fresh air."

'Lorde' grinned and said, "I hope you can hold on longer, I don't want to. Go back soon."