The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Humans have a saying, and I will give it to you now."

There was a hint of coldness on the corner of Pazuzu's lips, and he sneered: "Ignorant people are not afraid of knowing but are deeply afraid."

The meaning of this sentence is very simple. The more ignorant people are, the more fearless they are; but the more aware the truth is, the more fearful people will be. It is usually used to satirize ignorant people who are stupid and ignorant.

So, is Lord an ignorant person?

His eyes were calm and he spoke calmly, "Who is the ignorant? You will understand later, Pazuzu."

"In my eyes, you are full of 'weaknesses'!"

Pazuzu's evil eyes scanned Lord up and down, showing a malicious smile: "I admit that if we fight head-on, I will never be your opponent, but it's a pity who let you meet him.

It's me."

No matter how powerful a person is, they all have a fatal weakness.

But from a popular and normal perspective, it cannot be called a 'weakness'.

And that ‘weakness’ is your past self!

This is not difficult to understand. After all, there has never been a concept of "innate strength", let alone "eternal invincibility".

No matter how powerful your future is, even if it suppresses the giants of one side of time and space, it cannot change that at a certain point in the past, there was still an extremely weak self.

The really scary thing about Pazuzu is that he can go back in time and space and solve you from the root cause.

Once the past self is obliterated, the countless futures and possibilities that were born based on the origin will be completely turned into a dream and will naturally disappear in time and space.

In simple words, it is

I can't beat you now, can I still beat you before?

This is equivalent to saying that you can travel back in time and find your old enemy who was still in kindergarten. With your own adult strength, you can punch and cry your old enemy in the future who is still in kindergarten.

Although the picture looks very interesting, this ability is simply terrifying to think about.

The reason why Pazuzu is so confident is precisely because of this terrifying ability. He has sufficient self-confidence and will never lose to Lord.

"I don't have time to play around with you here!"

Pazuzu sneered coldly, and then activated his authority.

With the activation of authority, with a thought in his mind, he followed the 'memory' and dived into Lord's long river of time, going backwards along the flowing time.

The splashing waves reflect the floating shadows of the past, which are the silhouettes left by time. Every minute and every second symbolizes the traces of Lorde's past existence.

In fact, there was one thing that He did not tell Lord.

In other words, he deliberately concealed the most important information about his ability.

Once an object is recalled by him, a beacon will be planted, like a beacon guiding the direction.

When looking back at the same object again, no matter whether the other person has his memory in his mind or not, he can ignore the element of memory and directly go back to any period in the object's past, even the embryonic state.

In other words, He can now directly go back to the past when Lord was still an infant!

"If it's not safe, let's go back to the earliest possible date."

Pazuzu smiled sinisterly and jumped across the long river like lightning, ignoring the floating shadows of time.

Endless floating shadows of time passed by one by one like a stream of light, and finally he reached the end of the long river of time and found the 'starting point'.

"Hey hey hey, I found it, this is the time!" Pazuzu shouted suddenly, the bird wings behind his back vibrated, disrupting the stable time and space around him, causing ripples and waves on the long river, and he jumped out of it with the help of his strength!

Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, New York, USA.

The bright moonlight is like white gauze, falling on the deserted and quiet streets.

Lorde was wearing a long black coat and stood on the street lamp, looking down at the two screaming passers-by on the street.

"Help ah ah ah -"

White Jack screamed and ran wildly, rolling and crawling, as if there was some terrifying monster behind him.

Not long ago, his friend Bob was eaten alive by a monster, and the monster wearing a white mask was approaching him step by step.

"Help!"

"Can someone help me?"

The monster was getting closer and closer, opening its huge mouth and about to devour poor Jack.

At this moment, Lord, who had been observing, moved forward.

Shunpo!

Like a ghost, it suddenly appeared in front of Jack, with the black death suit flapping in the wind.

At a speed that Jack couldn't see at all, Lord drew his sword out of its sheath and split the white masked monster open. Blood surged out like a fountain and splashed all over the ground.

Then, before Jack could take a breath, six more identical monsters appeared in his sight.

In the midst of Jack's screams, Lord easily eliminated the six monsters. He shot out the magic gun at the speed of sound, piercing through six with extreme violence, cutting out a deep ravine along with the entire street.

After all the weak points were resolved, Jack was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, feces and urine flowing out.

Lord frowned slightly, chatted for a few words casually, laying the groundwork for the future appearance of the God of Death, and then left the place in an instant, leaving Jack alone with a look of dementia.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, I got you, Lord!"

Suddenly, a strange and sinister laughter sounded in Lord's ears.

The next second, the monster's palm, as dark as a shadow, was as big as half a basketball court. It quickly stretched out from the void without warning, and instantly pulled out a large cold black shadow under the moonlight.

Lord's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he had time to react, he was slapped directly to the ground by the huge palm.

Bang!

The streets that were hundreds of meters long shook like an earthquake.

Five abnormally thick fingers were deeply imprinted on the cement pavement, and dense cracks extended out like spider webs. The terrible heavy blow kicked up tons of gravel and dust, which were carried by the air waves and rushed towards the shops on both sides of the road.

.

"Well, that should be enough."

Pazuzu peeked across time and space, showed a sly smile, clicked his tongue and said regretfully: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pity. If the time hadn't come yet, I really want to slap you to death right now."

He didn't intend to actually kill Lord, just to make him lose resistance.

If it weren't for the fact that Lord was so important and nothing could happen before the flowers bloom, he would have slapped this guy to death.

"Haha, it's time to go back."

Pazuzu calmed down and grinned: "There are other things to do, so we can't waste time."

The deformed palm, which was as black as a shadow, slowly raised its head from the cement road. Just as it was about to retract into the river of time and space, a blue light arrow fell from the sky and directly nailed his palm to the ground!

Bang!

The blue light arrow is condensed and realistic, like a spear that reaches the sky and is driven into the ground.

"Ahhhh——!"

Blood spattered, and Pazuzu screamed in pain, with a look of horror on his face.

However, they saw Lord walking out step by step on the dusty long street. His long black hair was fluttering in the wind. His clothes were as neat as new, not stained by any dust, and it didn't look like he had been slapped.

in appearance.

Lord's pupils were shining like gold, staring at Pazuzu who looked horrified, and said: "Where are you going?"