Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

In front of the dark space crack, eight figures stood in the sky.

The boundless sky was whining and trembling, as if feeling the violent spiritual pressure that rushed straight to Xiao Han.

The fine cracks visible to the naked eye are all over the void full of holes, like a broken mirror. The terrifying coercion emanating from the eight people is like a torrent that washes over everything in the world, and the space is almost on the verge of collapse.

"Finally willing to show up..."

Steve looked at the eight figures from afar, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't tell me, the person you've been waiting for...is the ten blades of the virtual circle?!" Tony stared at him dumbfounded, as if he had known him for the first time in his life, and found that he suddenly felt a little strange.

The Captain America who always bears the name of justice and never bows to evil.

Now, you actually put the hope of mankind in the hands of these extremely evil demons who feed on human souls?

"We have no other choice, Tony."

Steve understood what he meant, lowered his head and clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "I understood from the beginning that it is impossible to prevent the birth of the gods with the strength of us alone, so I can only hope on them."

"Even if we need help...we should go to the Soul World!" Tony's face was filled with anger, he couldn't accept Steve's choice, and actually joined forces with the enemy that preyed on humans: "You shouldn't go Look for the virtual circle, Steve!"

"Heh, Soul World?" Steve sneered, with a sneer on his face, and asked: "The Soul World, the guardians of order, when we need them most, where are they? ?"

Tony's expression changed, unable to answer the question.

Such a big movement of the birth of the gods, it is logically impossible for the corpse soul world to not notice it, but they have not even appeared as a captain so far, which is a bit intriguing.

Soul Society... Really the guardian of order?

Or, what the Soul Society protects is only order, and does not care about the safety of the earth or human beings.

Tony didn't dare to think deeply, because he was afraid that the more he thought about it, the more disappointed he would be in the Soul Society.

"Tony, look at the reality."

Steve laughed as if he was laughing at himself, and said: "The world of corpses is not the guardian of human beings. It was not before, and it will not be in the future. Fury has a saying that is right. Humans can only rely on themselves, so no matter whether the virtual circle is evil or not. Justice, we must all draw on their power."

"So... what's the price?" Tony clenched his fists and asked angrily, "Don't tell me, those monsters that devour human souls will help us at any cost."

"One hundred thousand . . . souls of sinners."

After Steve finished saying this, his whole person seemed to be a few decades older, lost his former look, and said in a low voice with empty eyes: "This is to save the earth, and sometimes everything must be sacrificed. , we can protect the most important things.”

"You know what? Steve." Tony's face has become ugly, and the anger in his eyes is about to burst out: "You are now... becoming more and more like Fury. Human Life... shouldn't be put on a scale to measure value and weight!"

Steve looked at Stark helplessly, neither defending himself nor refuting it.

There seems to be an invisible crack between the two, which is gradually deepening and getting bigger.

He had a hunch that maybe one day in the future, this rift would turn into a completely irreparable... mistake.

Silence, silence, silence.

The spiritual leader and team leader of the Avengers have a huge disagreement at this moment.

However, the little spider Peter on the side didn't pay attention here.

From the moment the eight figures appeared, he was shaken like a thunderclap, staring at one of the figures.

"Gwen...it's really you..."

The young man's fiery eyes, like flames, attracted the attention of the figure.

The moment Gwen saw Peter, the miserable appearance of her body covered in blood and flesh turned out, causing her heart to tremble a little, and a touch of distress appeared in her eyes.

"Hey, you seem to care about that guy a lot."

Grimmjow noticed the girl's strange expression, smacked his lips, and said dismissively, "That guy doesn't look strong, is there something special about him?"

"Don't shoot at him, Grimmjow!" Gwen glared at him coldly, and said coldly, "Otherwise don't blame me for killing you!"

"Kill me? Hahahaha..." Grimmjow seemed to have heard a joke and laughed wildly: "Don't be too self-aware, a mere No. 9, and you still want to treat the No. 6 uncle me. Do it?"

"You two, shut up for me!"

Nilu, who has long green hair and a hot body, gave them a cold look and said, "Master Aizen personally assigned this mission. If something goes wrong, you will all be deprived of your title."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the first time."

Kaz, who evolved into a perfect creature, licked his lips and said: "[Ten Blades] are all dispatched, and even... Ulquiorra is here, Aizen-sama is not afraid of us fighting. Collapse of the world?"

The burly and stout, three-meter-tall macho man hated it, moved his limbs, and showed a cruel smile: "What are you doing? I just want to try it now, how resistant the gods are, by the way, can I To kill the Hulk?"

"no."

Nilu coldly refused: "This time, the target is only the **** Tiamu."

"Hehe, I don't care about the **** Thiam." Behind everyone, a tall man with long black hair, wearing a blindfold, with an arrogant and gloomy expression, was looking straight with a fiery look. Gogo stared at Nilu closely.

Nilu noticed the maliciousness in his eyes, and frowned slightly: "Neutra, it's best to pay attention to your Reiatsu, your enemy is not me, but the **** Tiam."

"Is there any difference?" Neutra stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said with full of fighting intent: "The person I want to hunt now is you more than the **** Thiam. , NO.3 Nelly Elle du Odyssey Vanke."

"Neutra, now is not the time for you to play."

Looking at his appearance, Nilu couldn't help but have a headache.

This Neutra is a ten-blade that has only been promoted recently. With its excellent and powerful killing ability, after being transformed by Aizen with Bengyu, it climbed to the top of the NO.5 seat in one fell swoop. The disadvantage is that it is too aggressive, and inexplicably always likes it. Fight her.

Just as Neutra's fighting spirit was burning high, Nilu was about to be unable to bear it any longer and was going to teach him a lesson while the rest was watching the fun.

Ulquiorra Cefa's cold eyes swept across everyone's faces.

Those dark green stern eyes were like the sharpest blade scraping from the flesh, and everyone suddenly restrained their disposition and remained silent.

"I hope you can understand one thing."

Ulquiorra said slowly in a very calm tone: "If it wasn't for Aizen-sama's request, I wouldn't mind killing you all, and then I went to find a new batch of [Ten Blades~www.wuxiaspot] .com~ No one dared to refute his words, even the most arrogant Neutra suppressed the fighting spirit in his eyes.

Ulquiorra Sifa, although the serial number is only NO.4.

But there is no doubt that he is currently the strongest king in the entire virtual circle, the only Vastord-level great virtual.

Long before Nilu, it wasn't that no one was promoted to 'Ten Blades' by Aizen, and it was still numbered NO.3 or NO.5.

However the result is...

For breaking the rules, they were instantly killed by Ulquiorra with one finger.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ulquiorra rolled his eyes and cast into the dark energy rushing in the sky. He nodded slightly and said, "We are ready, and ask the Mage to cast a ban and drag us into the mirror space."

"Okay."

The indifferent face stared at them and spit out a sentence softly: "Next, I'll leave it to you."