The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Located near the earth's equator, there is a mysterious great rift somewhere.

For the indigenous people who have lived in the area for generations, Broken Valley is the most sacred place in their eyes, a place used to worship the gods.

This is a tribe with a very small number, and in the modern era where technology is everywhere, they are uncivilized and stubbornly refuse any modern assistance, and even use cruel methods to expel outsiders.

Human sacrifice, breast cutting, tongue piercing, etc., and other cruel punishments in the eyes of modern people are all the traditions of this tribe.

The United Nations has sent peacekeeping troops, doctors, scientists, and technicians many times to try to help this tribe understand the outside world and correct this wrong, backward, and cruel thinking.

But in the end, without exception, everyone who stepped here was brutally killed.

Even the corpses were cut into pieces and thrown into the mysterious valley for use in some unknown ancient sacrifice.

It was not that the United States did not want to take revenge, but considering the strangeness here, it finally chose to give up interfering with the tribe's 'freedom and liberation' movement for some special reasons, and this information was sealed.

Until...for some 'special reasons', the information was seen by Lord.

Lord was naturally not so stupid that he couldn't see the timing of the appearance of this information. It was such a coincidence that it seemed to be deliberate. All the factors combined together made the other party want to transfer him away.

However, although he saw through this boring trick, he still chose to take a look.

As for the reason, it's actually not that complicated.

First of all, since the other party has extended a warm invitation, he naturally wants to go and have a look.

Secondly, the crack in the void that stretched across the earth happened to be near the equator of the earth. It was hard not to think that it was related to this mysterious tribe and the broken valley.

Nothing happened on the left and right side of the trial for the time being, and the "backup" that should be buried was also buried, so Lord simply set off for the equator.

But to be conservative, he told Michael a few things before setting off.

He did not plan to take Michael with him on this trip to the equator, because the latter had not fully recovered and was not suitable to participate.

But when he found the location marked in the information and saw the ancient African tribe, he felt waves in his heart.

Although it had been expected for a long time, that ancient African tribe had a deep connection with the "outer gods", and even suspected that the "god" they worshiped should be the incarnation of a certain "outer god".

But what he never expected was that...the people of this tribe were not 'human beings' at all!

Although he looks no different from a human being, he leans forward when he walks, and his forelimbs hang naturally without any force. His movements and expression are extremely strange, and his whole body exudes an unpleasant fishy odor.

This is how they are in the eyes of normal people. Although their behavior is weird, considering the uncivilized people's wisdom, it is within the scope of understanding.

But in Lord's eyes, it was just their disguise. Under the thin human skin, there was a canine-like face and sharp claws. Although they were similar to humans in many places, they were more like a group of upright animals.

walking dog.

No wonder...the United States, which is determined to retaliate, would be kind enough to let this tribe go.

After seeing through the true colors of these guys, Lord understood why the United States would give up. These upright walking creatures that looked like dogs were exactly the mythical creatures he was familiar with.

"Oh, I didn't expect to see so many ghouls outside of the Middle East."

Lord looked at these ugly ghouls with great interest, and became more and more interested in the mysterious broken valley.

When the ghouls discovered this "sudden appearance" of outsiders, they roared and tore off the human skin, revealing their ugly appearance, and the stench in the air became stronger and stronger.

However, it is a pity that compared to the world that Lord has seen, the "ugliness" of the ghoul is actually a bit more beautiful.

Ho ho ho...

For a time, roars came and went, hovering over the tribe.

The ghouls who heard the sound roared and surrounded him. They bared their teeth and looked ferocious, with sticky saliva dripping from between their teeth. They were gearing up to rush forward one by one.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa!"

There was a dense hoarse sound, and countless crows were flying in the sky.

The ferocious scarlet eyes showed that they had eaten a lot of human flesh, and they stared hungrily at Lord below, as if they were waiting for their meal.

The crow's cry was like a signal, urging the ghouls to rush forward.

Dozens of ghouls are like hyenas in Africa. Their movements are so fast and fast that ordinary people can hardly reflect them. Relying on their strong and powerful hind feet, they can easily break the Olympic sprint record.

The ghoul's claws can easily tear through steel, and are as sharp as lasers.

Although they are only the lowest level of mythical creatures, they are still not a race that humans can match. They are a race that has inherited the weak bloodline of ancient gods. Only a few thousand of them can destroy a country.

But...that's just for ordinary people.

Just as in the eyes of ordinary people, ghouls are mythical creatures, completely invincible existences.

The same is true for ghouls.

Snap!

Lorde gently snapped his fingers, and the clear voice echoed in the tribe.

Then, green flames rose from the ground like huge fire dragons. The ultra-high temperature flames instantly swallowed up all the ghouls. In the short and shrill screams, dozens of ghouls turned into fly ash.

The ignited spirit flame was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

There was still a hot smell in the air, and the temperature was almost as hot as an oven. The crows hovering in the sky were also burned to ashes.

Bang bang... bang bang...

After getting rid of these stinky guys, Lord clapped his hands, nodded with satisfaction, and walked into the tribe.

In the center of the ancient tribal building with African characteristics, stands a carefully polished stone pillar covered with evil patterns. It is about five or six meters high and almost three meters wide in diameter.

What deserves his attention is that there are corpses that have been eviscerated and dried in the sun tied to the pillars.

The disc-shaped gray stone platform below was stained deep red by blood, and was covered with mottled marks, including signs of being dragged, torn, cut, etc., and other signs of struggle.

Just get a little closer and you can smell the pungent smell of blood and putrefaction.

Lord frowned slightly, but still endured the discomfort and observed the stone pillar attentively. If he guessed correctly, the stone pillar should be a product used by ghouls for sacrifice.

Because of the greedy and bloodthirsty nature of the ghoul, he would never leave a corpse behind for no reason.

It is hard to imagine that the exquisite patterns on the stone pillars and the lifelike sculptures were all made by this group of ugly ghouls.

When his eyes moved upward, Lord's originally relaxed expression condensed slightly.

At the top of the stone pillar, he saw two familiar sculptures, a spherical shape like bacteria, with the surface covered with tiny twisted hairs, and slender, ciliary-like limbs used to support the body and walk.

"Nag...and Jebu?!"

Lord said their names with a serious look on his face.