Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 818

Gaku Banbutsu no Naka!

Hundreds of Lordes who responded to the summon came from himself across the river of time and from different time nodes.

Some are in the past.

And some, are future.

But the same thing is that they are all in their own peak state, and they can exert every power perfectly.

"Let's start..."

Lorde stood in the middle of the crowd, dressed in black screeching, and in those scarlet gold pupils, flowing like lava Searing glow.

With a sound, it falls.

Between Heaven and Earth The wind and clouds are rolling, and the trembling murderous intention shrouds the four fields.

Suddenly, someone moved.

While everyone was still accumulating imposing manners, he had already completed his preparations. He was wearing six roaring thunder drums, surrounded by white electric lights, and wearing a dragon-shaped armor made of ice. Press on the waist hilt.

He is Lorde.

But to be more precise, he should be past space-time, Lorde when he fought Destroyer Armor.

Roar——

The huge ice dragon roared towards the sky, twelve purple petals withered, holding the 'Lorde' of Hyōrinmaru, the cold all over the body instantly dropped to absolute zero, the four directions of time and space All seem to be stagnant.

As he stepped out, the blade with extreme freezing air in his hand slashed out.

clang!

It seems that thousands of blade lights are united and turned into an indescribable slash. The extreme cold is wrapped around the edge of the blade, forming a frozen time and space. frost mist.

For a split second, Heaven and Earth seemed to freeze.

The frost and mist of ice blue falls like a waterfall, and everything that passes by is frozen.

The silence ushered in a violent explosion.

This blade seems to sound the horn of the attack, Lorde from different time points, one after another, towards the dark ball of light, swung the strongest blow of his life!

Rumbling——

Above the huge canopy, countless golden thunders rush, and then hang upside down like a river.

In the melodious and grand ringing like a bronze bell, 'Lorde' took a step forward, and Kōkō Gonryō Rikyū lowered his thunder, condensing into a dazzling gold thunder spear.

As Huanghuang Heavenly Might cannot be looked directly, Lanza del Relámpago cuts through the sky, like a hot knife through butter rushes to the black hole, leaving a deep gap.

Thousands of Lorde followed the two of them, the mighty spiritual pressure was like a tsunami, slashing with the power to destroy the world.

A huge warrior broke free from his armor and roared and swung down his sword like a mountain.

There are billions of flying sakura blades, wrapped in fierce killing intent transformed into knives, smashing into the black hole like a pouring rainstorm.

There is a blood-colored blade glow like a waning moon, which stretches across the sky like a splitting sky.

...

The slash wielded by each person can easily destroy a city and make millions of people die in an instant, but at this moment, it seems to be an utterly inadequate measure , can't even shake the black light ball.

Thousands of Lorde attacked with full strength, but when they touched the edge of the 'horizon', they were crushed by the ultra-high-density gravity, and they were also decomposed into Oblivion.

The only good news.

It was the expansion speed of the black light ball, which was much slower than before, and the gravity was greatly weakened, which gave him hope.

Not enough!

Not enough!

Not enough!

To completely destroy that singularity, it is far from enough for one person to destroy it. Even if these people add up, it is impossible to destroy it.

"Since that's the case..."

Lorde's eyes were full of red gold, and the six wings behind him spread out, pushing the imposing manner to Peak again: "Then look at the It can't hold it first, or I can't hold it if I lose!"

Soul Society, Hueco Mundo, Helheim.

All the creatures in the three worlds can perceive some kind of huge change. The spirit particles everywhere in the atmosphere seem to be strongly attracted, and they converge together to form a huge one after another. torrent.

Rumbling——

Valley Heaven and Earth send out tremors, such as roaring, roaring, thundering, shouting, one after another visible spiritual power, turned into a torrent of endless turbulent waves, galloping above the vast sky, and disappearing across the barriers of time and space.

Aizen was sitting in Las Noches, watching the torrent of spiritual power in the sky. After thinking for a while, a shudder appeared in his eyes. He had already guessed what was going on.

Someone is mobilizing the spiritual power of the world.

The only one who can do this is no one but Soul King.

"Don't hesitate to mobilize the spiritual power of the entire world..." Aizen frowned deeply, showing a bit of solemnity: "Soul King... Who is he fighting?!"

......

Meanwhile, at Planet Xandar.

One after another huge torrent of spiritual power, spanning a distance of millions of light-years, poured into Lorde's body one after another, rising with the pitch-black blade.

The river of time appears again.

Lorde, who was in the future space-time in the past, stepped out of the galloping river of time, or looked firm, or was angry, or had six light wings, or was surrounded by thunder and lightning.

But only one thing is the same.

They lifted Zanpakutō again like a replay, and hit their strongest blow in the torrent of roars that resonated with each other's spiritual pressure!

Takemikazuchi!

Shikai Hyōketsu!

Tensa Zangetsu!

Dangai Jōe!

Kendō Yachiru: Tenchi Kaijin! ! !

...

Once, ten times, a hundred times!

Lorde waved the knife numbly. He couldn't remember exactly how much summon he had, past or future self.

This is a battle of endurance!

If you want to destroy the light ball, you must stop its growth. Lorde uses three worlds as a backup, at all costs to launch an offensive, like a continuous rainstorm, without leaving the slightest pause. time.

One after another sword energy stretches across millions of li, leaving thousands of dark gaps in the sky.

A shock wave of extreme horror, as if a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses was rushing forward, setting off countless sonic booms, and the billowing waves exploded, raising a huge gigantic thousands of hundreds of feet high. Mushroom cloud, mercilessly crushed everything in sight.

Even that pitch-black ball of light, under the strongest attack again and again, trembled violently and shrank several times. The edge of the dark horizon was extremely compressed, as if it was really about to be filled. Same.

However, Lorde was reaching his limit.

His spiritual pressure is no longer abundant, and the three worlds are almost dry. If he continues to draw, he will probably hurt the world source.

"As expected of...Hehe..."

The light in Tawil at Umr's eyes stagnated, as if shocked by Lorde's madness, half-hearted. With a sarcastic half-sneering smile, lay bare the truth with one remark the truth said: "But even so, you can only barely delay that's all, everything will not disappear in the end, and you can... How long?"

"No...it's just an appetizer."

Lorde took a deep breath, seeming to make up his mind, and put a hand on his face , scarlet gold's pupils were burning like lava, and an icy voice came out: "The real main course...it's only now!"

The words fell, and the palm suddenly pulled down.

The jet-black spiritual pressure burst out, forming a pair on his face, with an evil bone mask in the forest white, and the red gold pupils that were scorching like lava, now turned into a patch scarlet.

Six fiery pure white wings, under the burning pitch-black spiritual pressure, gradually transformed into a deep pitch black, exuding like a Fallen Angel, a deeply disturbing evil aura.

锵——

A sword with an extremely ordinary style, without the slightest bit of special sword, appeared in Lorde's hands at some point, exuding a luster like jade.

Shua!

With a gentle wave, the blade went from top to bottom, passing a bleak arc, without the buff of any spiritual pressure, not even the slightest sword intent.

However...next moment.

Rumble --

From the sky to the earth, covering the invisible atmosphere in the middle, and even the void was cut off by this fluttering knife, a thousand-hundred zhang, unable to Bridging the giant gap.

If Hyōsube Ichibē were still around, they would definitely recognize this sword when they saw this sword. It was God of the Sword Nimaiya Ōetsu, the 'failure' he made with all his might - Sayafushi!

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