The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

boom!

In a certain apartment room, when the boundary door opened, there was a loud explosion-like sound, and Lord slid out in an extremely embarrassed posture, and slammed into the wardrobe in the corner.

Boom!

The solid wood wardrobe, which looked very high-end, was suddenly smashed into pieces by Lord, and all kinds of high-end clothes fell down, burying him completely inside.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Lord took off the clothes that buried him, and lay on the floor in a "big" shape. His chest was rising and falling violently, and he was breathing heavily like a bellows.

Although the distance between the world and the real world is not long, the excitement level is simply off the charts!

The sense of oppression and tension Jutu gave him was even far greater than when he faced Gabriel and Lucifer!

Too dangerous......

It was really just a matter of seconds before Jutu caught up with him!

Lord was careless. He didn't expect that Juju's speed was even faster than it appeared in the original work, and he could continue to accelerate. With the powerful blessing of Shuanghu, he was almost caught!

No wonder in Soul Society, without the guidance of the hell butterfly, it is extremely dangerous for a god of death to rush through the broken world.

Now it seems......

It's because he underestimated Jutu!

The situation just now was too terrifying. Even a captain-level Shinigami, if he was not good at Shunfa or Shunpou, might be swallowed up by the accelerating force.

Breathe...breathe...

After several breaths, Lord's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and a tearing pain followed, occupying his brain.

After the extreme moment of coaxing ended, the side effect was that the muscle tissue all over the body was severely torn, and thick blood seeped out from the pores of the body, even soaking the outer Death Tyrant suit.

If Nemu sees this, he will probably have to reprimand him again!

Fortunately, he had used the over-speed regeneration before, otherwise based on the extent of the muscle tear, he would have had to rest on the ground for at least an hour or two before he could move.

After resting for a while, I feel almost recovered.

Lord crawled out of the pile of clothes and walked to the full-length mirror opposite the closet, intending to sort out the messy death-defying clothes.

But before finishing finishing, Lord's eyes were attracted by the sleeve of his left hand, and his face froze for a moment.

The cuffs of the dead bully... were forcibly torn off!

And judging from the marks and time when the cuffs were torn apart, it was undoubtedly the result of being accidentally touched by Ju Tu when he was breaking the boundary just now!

"Could it be...that that time?" Lord suddenly remembered that after the explosion, his left hand seemed to have been touched a little by a tentacle!

What will be the consequences if you are caught unexpectedly?

Affected by the turbulence of time and space, the loss ranges from one or two days to hundreds to thousands of years!

So... how much 'time' did he lose?

Lord's face was livid, he turned around and kicked open the closed door, his eyes scanning the entire room like a hawk.

empty!

The whole room was empty, and the furniture was covered with thick dust. It could be seen that no one had lived here for a long time.

There is an electronic clock hanging on the wall in the living room, marking the current time: 2008-12-7-14:39:27!

After confirming the current time, Lord's frown relaxed and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

fine......

He was only touched a little by Jutu, so the 'time' lost was not too much.

The day he left was November 1, 2008, and the day he came back was December 7, 2008. There was only one month missing in between, which was completely acceptable to Lord!

But this incident gave Lord a wake-up call.

The Technology Development Bureau must be put on the agenda, otherwise without the ‘Hell Butterfly’ and boundary-breaking monitoring, it would be too dangerous to travel between the two worlds!

This time I was lucky and was only thrown to a month later.

What if you are less lucky next time?

After being thrown hundreds or even thousands of years by the turbulence of time and space, the soul will be unable to withstand the loss of time and spiritual pressure in an instant and die suddenly!

"System, you are a big bastard!"

Lord was still frightened and cursed angrily in his heart: "Next time there is such a dangerous thing, can you remind me in advance?"

The system did not respond, maybe this is not within its scope of authority.

But if the system is intelligent, it may tell Lord: You can't blame the system for being stupid, and it was you who set up Falg first!

...

Constantine will leave, that's normal.

If this bitch is still here, it can only mean that he has caused trouble again and wants to sacrifice his teammates!

But Nemu and Black Cat are also gone, which is a bit beyond Lord's expectation.

"Did...something happen?"

Lord frowned slightly and could only think of this possibility.

Otherwise, according to Nemu's character, she will never leave here until he comes back!

If that's the case...

That Nemu will definitely leave a mark somewhere in the room before leaving so that he won't find it when he comes back.

Lord thought, spreading his spiritual pressure out, forming a field of perception that enveloped the entire room.

Sure enough, as expected!

In the field of spiritual pressure, Lord sensed a spiritual pressure belonging to Nemu on the dining table.

"I see, are you using the message left by Ghost Road?" Lord couldn't help but chuckle.

Although Nemu is usually silly, she is actually very thoughtful.

In order to avoid being discovered by Constantine, Yinmeng deliberately left the message using ghost channels, and it was also encrypted twice. Even Michael could not know what the content of the message she left was.

It is actually very simple to break Nemu's ghost path. You only need to use the same quality and quantity of ghost path to offset it.

"Anti-ghosts kill each other!"

Lord gathered the same amount of ghost energy at his fingertips, and after suppressing Nemu's ghost energy in reverse, a line of faint handwriting appeared on the table.

After deciphering the encrypted handwriting, a piece of information was obtained: 'New York, vampire, Frank, huge energy, strange events, Jing Ling Pavilion'.

Although there were only a few words, Lord still understood the meaning of Yinmeng.

If he guessed correctly, Frank should have traced Kingpin's traces and discovered that Kingpin used stone ghost faces to create vampires in large quantities, causing turmoil in New York.

Among the six words, the other four words are not difficult to understand.

But only 'strange events' and 'huge energy' made him unable to figure out what they meant, and his intuition told him that these two things were the real reasons that forced Nemu to go back!

To a certain extent, encrypting information is a mixed bag of pros and cons!

Although it successfully avoided Constantine and the black cat, it was so brief that the person receiving the message could barely understand it.

"Forget it~"

Lord shook his head, waved his hand to erase the information, smiled lightly, and said, "You'll know everything when you get back, right?"

...

London, England.

On a busy street, there is a dark, smelly ditch that no one pays attention to.

A dirty girl curled up into a ball, holding a piece of broken black cloth tightly in her hand, opening a pair of perfect emerald green eyes like gems, looking towards the dark night sky, as if she was looking for

What are you wearing?

Near the girl, there was a pool of bright red blood and the corpse of a huge creature that did not look humanoid.

There is a hole visible to the naked eye on the white mask of the huge creature, as if it died from the penetration of some kind of sharp weapon.

"Woo——"

A huge siren suddenly sounded throughout the city. Everyone raised their heads in unison and saw behemoth-like ships breaking through the clouds, and a huge shadow enveloped the sky above London!

"Air strike! Air strike!"

"It's a Zeppelin!"

"Damn Germans, they're here again!"

"Run quickly..."

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, fire shot into the sky.

Thick smoke, flames, explosions, screams, and war swept across London in an instant!