Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

The vehicle tumbled and fell to the bottom of the mountain from a cliff that was dozens of meters high.

And the huge monster slowly came to the edge of the cliff, and those blood-red and violent eyes, in this foggy rainy night, were like ghosts left in the world, staring faintly at the broken vehicle at the bottom of the mountain.

After a while, the huge monster slowly disappeared in the shadows, and a dark space fissure swallowed it.

In the vast yellow sand shrouded in moonlight, the figure of the huge monster reappeared.

A petite woman appeared at an unknown time. The plain white and neat clothes outlined a seductive curve, and the huge hole in the chest and the faint numbers under the chest undoubtedly revealed her identity.

"Master Gwen, I have completed the task you gave me."

What is surprising is that the huge monster like a clown actually spit out human words.

It is an extremely rare Great Void Killian with self-will at birth and excellent potential.

"He's not dead, is he?"

Gwen said lightly.

"Don't worry, my lord, I noticed before I left, and he was still breathing." Killian replied respectfully, "And according to your opinion, it is impossible for his hands to be recovered."

"Well done."

Gwen threw a piece of **** meat at random and said, "This is a reward for you. Eat it. If you can evolve to Achukas, come back to Xuye Palace to find me."

After all, Gwen disappeared directly in place.

Killian stared at the **** piece of meat, his scarlet eyes filled with greed, and he could feel that it contained a considerable amount of energy, even dozens of times more than ordinary Achucas. .

Without any hesitation, it lowered its head and swallowed the meat.

A shrill cry suddenly resounded through the desert, and the huge Reiatsu was like a storm, rolling up immeasurable dust and sand and rushing into the high sky.

The huge shadow slowly shrank until it became no different from ordinary people, and then let out a wanton laughter.

All the nearby Achucas raised their heads and looked at the direction of the laughter.

A new Achucas... is born!

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When Strange opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

What caught my eye was a pair of medical mechanical stents, with several steel wires hanging down, hanging two hands covered with bandages and plaster.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar face appeared, it was Kristen Palmer.

"It's alright, it'll be alright, Strange." The sadness in Palmer's eyes was accurately captured by him.

A strong ominous premonition surged into his heart, Strange's pupils slightly expanded, and he immediately looked at his hands. The ferocious steel nails fixed his fingers, piercing deeply under the skin, covered with lines left by surgical sutures.

He tried to bend and move his fingers, but the feedback was... tearing pain.

"What did they do?"

Strange endured the pain and asked in a trembling voice.

"They used a helicopter to send you here, but it took a lot of time to find you and missed the golden age of repairing nerve damage..." At this point, Palmer couldn't help but choked up and couldn't bear to say out the back.

Because she knew very well how cruel it would be for a genius who focused on surgery.

"Tell me...what did they do!" Strange swallowed the saliva accumulated in his mouth and asked again in a trembling voice.

He wanted to know the truth, wanted to know... what happened to him.

Palmer turned his head to the side subconsciously, holding back the tears that were about to overflow his eyes, and said softly, "11 stainless steel needles were inserted into the bones, multiple ligaments were torn, severe nerve damage in both hands, and comminuted bone in the left lower extremity tibia and patella."

Strange's pupils shrank a little bit, trembling violently like an earthquake.

As a neurosurgeon, he is very clear that such an injury means that the possibility of resuscitation of his hands is zero, and his left leg will even be severely disabled, and he will have to walk with crutches in the future.

"You were on the operating table for eleven hours." Palmer wanted to comfort him.

"Look at these steel nails..." Strange fell into an abyss, with boundless despair in his eyes, his career was over.

"Strange, no one can do better." Palmer said softly: "You were hurt too badly, it was not easy for them to save your life, but at that time your speed was too high. Coming soon... falling off a seventy-meter cliff."

"Speed? No... No, it's not like that!"

Strange suddenly became excited, his puffy eyes were bloodshot, and he roared hoarsely: "It's not because of the speed, it's not because of the speed at all, I was hit by a... a huge Monster, kicked off the cliff with your foot!"

Saying that, he described the shape of the monster.

About one hundred and fifty feet in height, with a spire-like body, a pale mask with a clown nose, a black medieval witch's coat, and a strange and violent scarlet gaze...

Hearing his description, Palmer fell into a brief silence and looked at Strange with a strange look.

She now seriously doubts whether Strange was in the collision, causing damage to the nerves in her brain, and she couldn't accept the facts in front of her, so she made up a lie to let herself escape into the fantasy.

"You...don't believe me?" Strange asked in a daze when he saw Palmer's suspicious eyes.

"Strange...I know this hits you hard, but...you have to recognize the reality." Palmer hesitated before saying softly: "Not at all. Monster, everything is just your fantasy, in order to escape the fantasy generated by the brain, understand?"

"No! No! It's not a fantasy!"

Strange's face was twisted, looking a little terrifying. He shook the brace excitedly, and shouted loudly, "Trust me, there really is a monster that made me become like this, Palmer!"

Palmer was startled by him and nearly fell to the ground.

The noise in the ward attracted the attention of the nurse outside. She pushed the door and came in and found Strange was emotional, his face was covered with bulging veins and blood vessels, and his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Palmer, like a furious maniac.

"Mr. Strange, please calm down!"

Two nurses rushed over, immediately held Strange down, and fixed him firmly on the hospital bed.

"Trust me! Palmer! Trust me!"

Strange stared at Palmer stubbornly and shouted, "Don't listen to their lies, it was a monster that attacked me, not a car accident at all, I really didn't lie to you!"

Palmer was frightened by his appearance, and couldn't say a word for a long while.

She had never seen Strange who was so emotional and out of control, just like a... a lunatic full of nonsense!

"Sedative!" a nurse shouted: "The patient is out of control, push a sedative!"

A sedative was pushed into the body, and Strange was emotionally excited, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he collapsed on the hospital bed limply.

"Nurse Palmer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Please leave first." The black nurse said, "The patient is emotionally unstable, let him rest for a while."

Palmer came back to his senses, gave Strange a complicated look, and then slowly exited the ward.

When she came to the corridor, after hesitating, she took out her mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, I have something to do, I want to trouble you, help me investigate, what happened to the XXX mountain road accident."

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Nepal, Kama Taj.

There was a cup of tea on the tea table, and a misty smoke rose from the cup, which reflected Strange's hospital bed.

Gu Yi looked at the young man in front of him, and said incredulously, "So, this is what you said?"

"I can't, really wait for him here for a few months, right?"

Lord took a sip of his tea and said lightly, "It's coming anyway, so it's better to speed up."

"You really..."

Gu Yi was speechless and sighed, "It doesn't matter, time is running out, so that's fine. I just hope that he doesn't hate you."

"It's okay to hate me."

Lorde was expressionless, put down the teacup, looked at Strange in the smoke, and said, "The so-called gift of fate has already been marked with a price. If you can't figure this out, it's useless to teach it."

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