Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 583

next moment, spiritual pressure exploded!

The spiritual pressure, full of sadness and sorrow, poured out like a torrent of raging waves, the grandiose filled the entire Heaven and Earth, turned into an endless seabed abyss, and penetrated into the icy chill. under heavy pressure.

The two of them seemed to have fallen into the deep sea under thousands of meters, and all around became a darker seabed.

The huge pressure coming from all directions, and the suffocation that was almost impossible to breathe, made Lorde a little uncomfortable for a while, and the white dense airflow formed by a string of blisters slowly rose from the seabed abyss to the seabed. Invisible places.

This is the Abyss of Despair!

“third act.....Dangyo no Fuchi!”

Kyōraku Shunsui raised his eyelids slightly, and in his dark pupils, there was a hint of determination, indifferently said : "The two people who have become enlightened, plunge into the gushing water together until each other's spiritual pressure is exhausted."

third act ・Dangyo no Fuchi.

Couples who love each other deeply, finally make up their minds and fall into seabed together.

This seabed abyss created by spiritual pressure, whether the enemy or the enemy is within the game range, will be forced into it until the spiritual pressure of one side is exhausted.

For the two people who were thrown into the seabed abyss, the spiritual pressure continued to flow like a floodgate.

The most terrifying thing is the speed at which the spiritual pressure leaks out, disregarding any rules and personal will, that is to say, you can only watch your spiritual pressure run wildly, and then little by little become extremely weak.

And in the process...

Both have to endure the suffocation, and the pressure of the deep sea squeezing from all directions.

In this dark and dark abyss of the deep sea, the piercing spiritual pressure of the skin is grief-stricken, eating away the reason like a maggot in the tarsus, oppressing the nerves of the brain all the time, if the mind is a little bit worse People who are afraid will be driven crazy soon.

But after experiencing the Partial God coming, tempered with that crazy murmur.

This level of nerve compression can only be regarded as an appetizer for him, and it cannot even shake his will at all.

"You look calm..."

Kyōraku Shunsui looked rather miserable at this time,

half of his face was hanging from his chin, revealing The bloody muscles inside, but he didn't seem to care at all, and said jokingly: "Can you tell me what method you have prepared to crack my trick?"

"Yes."

Lorde's eyes were calm, and he said lightly: "As the Disciple of the Captain-Commander, you should know Quincy, right?"

"I remembered that the arrow at that time turned out to be Heilig. Pfeil!"

Kyōraku Shunsui looked a little weird, at the time he thought it was some kind of ability, didn't expect it was Quincy's Heilig Pfeil.

Hundreds of years have passed since Quincy was exterminated, and he has long forgotten the ability of this former enemy, so he didn't remember it until now.

"You...not only have Shinigami's power, but also Hollow and Quincy's power at the same time?" Kyōraku Shunsui narrowed his pupils slightly, and suddenly thought of a very terrifying thought: "It's only the last Fullbring Power, you have all the qualities of Soul King!"

Fullbring Power......

hearing this, Lorde blinked with dive light in his eyes, doubts came to light.

If not Kyōraku Shunsui suddenly reminded, he almost forgot also Fullbring, one of the branches of Soul King's power!

until now , the last puzzle piece he's missing.

That is Fullbring Power, one of the sealed Soul King fragments, and it is also an important condition to have!

"So, are you planning to absorb the spirit particles in the atmosphere?"

The remaining half of Kyōraku Shunsui's face showed a puzzled expression: "But in my Dangyo In no Fuchi, the spirit particles from the outside world are completely isolated. Even if you have Quincy's lineage, you should not be able to absorb the spirit particles!"

"Under normal circumstances, this is indeed true."

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Lorde nodded slightly, confirming his judgment, and then said: "But there is one exception, that is to use other means to supplement the part of spiritual pressure that he has lost."

"Other...means?"

Kyōraku Shunsui was obviously stunned, and he couldn't think of any way to make up for a lot of lost spiritual pressure in a short period of time.

"That's it..."

Lorde took out a transparent glass tube from his bosom, with a thick dark blue liquid flowing in it: "Although you don't have I've seen it, but I can feel it, what is this thing?"

"High concentration...spirit particles liquid."

Kyōraku Shunsui stared at it Glass tube, with an extremely ugly face: "didn't expect you, compress spirit particles into a high-concentration liquid, and store them in a special container in advance to prevent yourself from falling into my Dangyo no Fuchi."

"There's no way..."

Lorde looked helpless and sighed: "If your Zanpakutō ability is too rogue, I don't want to use this thing. Yes, after all, it's a high concentration spirit particle liquid, so drinking it directly would be very risky."

If he wasn't afraid of Kyōraku Shunsui's Bankai, he started with Ryūjin Jakka's condensed form.

If you are not 100% sure that you can instantly kill Kyōraku Shunsui, once you use Ryūjin Jakka's large-scale Zanpakutō with amazing attack power, you will be forced to share the damage with him when the time comes. .

As for instant kill Kyōraku Shunsui.....

Borrowing the power of Soul Society outside, maybe it's also possible.

But in battlefield in the mind, even if Aizen, who has merged with Hōgyoku's third stage, comes over, I'm afraid he won't be able to instantly kill him.

Pop...

Lorde crushed the glass tube in his hand and poured the dark blue liquid into his mouth.

The high-concentration compressed liquid spirit particles dissolve into violent spiritual power at the moment of entry, slashing down the throat with scalding hot temperature, it is like swallowing a mouthful of lava, The muscles in his face couldn't stop twitching.

Rumbling...

Continuously violent spiritual power, like a huge flood that broke the dikes.

The roaring torrents were like a group of frightened wild horses, stomping wildly along the blood vessels in their bodies, launching waves of unstoppable shocks, madly hitting the walls of flesh and blood, and each impact overflowed. The scattered spirit particles will melt into the body little by little.

"cough cough...successful."

Lorde coughed up blood and wiped the blood from his lips: "Although it's a waste of spiritual power, But fortunately, I still absorbed a part of it, my spiritual pressure should be higher than yours now."

"It's a complete failure..."

The whole process was silent. Kyōraku Shunsui, suddenly let out a long sigh at this moment, revealing a self-deprecating smile: "All moves have been completely cracked, this is the first time I have encountered a terrifying enemy like you since I became Captain."

"It's over, Captain Shunsui."

Lorde still respects the Captain: "I'm sorry for using such a tricky method, but as long as you choose to participate in the moment of the battle, regardless of the basis What kind of reason and belief, all you want is victory, right?"

"Don't apologize to me, youngster."

Kyōraku Shunsui, eyes half-closed, said solemnly: "From the moment the battle begins, both sides will bear their sins and give up victory without being restrained by the rules. This is the philosophy that a qualified Captain should have."

"As you see it I hope, I will personally... end this battle."

Lorde held the dark Zanpakutō again, a black phantom appeared beside him, and said slowly: "I will officially introduce to you. , my Zanpakutō 'Kansōmei ', can recreate any move I've performed in the past thirty days."

"The game isn't over yet."

Kyōraku Shunsui hands Standing with a knife, haori suddenly made a hunting sound, and the violent spiritual pressure rose again.

Just, this time!

His spiritual pressure is no longer mournful and bitter, but full of a sense of death!

“final act...”