The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Excuse me."

Luo De said lightly: "It's two versus two now."

"Long time no see, you two."

Karl's cold eyes were like sharp knives, piercing into the hearts of the two outer gods, and a cold voice sounded in the vacuum: "The debts I owed in that world before, please pay them back this time."

This is quite a strange scene.

The two of them are almost identical from body shape to appearance to clothing and so on. Only the subtleties between their eyebrows and their eyes are slightly different.

If you go out on the street, let ordinary people see it.

With such similar appearance, ordinary people would inevitably regard them as identical twin brothers.

Although the two look similar, they also have differences.

That is temperament. If Lord is just indifferent and cold, then Karl is pure, without any impurities, and feels completely like a stone.

"Lord! Carl!"

The eyes of the swollen girl were almost bursting with fire!

He calculated everything and made sure that there were no flaws, but he only missed one person.

That person... is the Spirit King Karl!

"This...impossible!"

The joking look made the swollen girl look extremely ugly, as if she had eaten a fly. She stared at Karl and said word by word: "You should not, let alone not, appear in the past timeline.

!!!”

Yes...how is that possible?

The more "important" an existence is, the more difficult it is to interfere.

Especially beings like Lord, it was even more difficult to interfere in the past. Even Yog-Sothoth could only look for opportunities to exert influence on other small matters.

Otherwise, rashly changing the trajectory of important characters will create a huge space-time paradox, and everything will be swallowed up.

If he were in a complete state, Yog-Sothoth would be able to do this kind of thing, but now he is not complete, so naturally he cannot do this kind of thing.

Not even Yog-Sothoth can do it...

How did this guy in front of me do it?

The Swollen Girl was puzzled as to what methods they used to avoid being swallowed by the paradox of time and space.

"The small talk...let's end it here."

Karl took half a step, his left hand reached out from the pure white robe, and his five slender fingers suddenly clenched in the void.

"I am not so kind as to answer the enemy's doubts."

The words fell in an instant.

The vast starry sky boiled and exploded, and a torrent of spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye erupted like a volcano, and then condensed into a giant blue dragon, roaring towards the two outer gods.

"Then leave the remaining one to me!"

The moment Karl took action, Lord ran wildly, aiming directly at Yog-Sothoth.

In the blink of an eye, the two men approached with an offensive.

Facing Karl, who has already become the Spirit King in the future timeline, the bloated daughter does not dare to be careless at all.

I saw Him lowering his voice and spitting blasphemous words from his mouth. The strange and confusing syllables beat together to form a sharp, crazy, and harsh song.

The rushing spiritual dragon was shattered by the chaotic syllables before it even got close.

As the syllables become more rapid.

I saw that deep in the Milky Way, there seemed to be a mass of rotten black mist, which was condensing and taking shape.

That mass of mist-like clouds, constantly rolling and festering, covers the entire solar system, and sometimes it condenses together to form some kind of terrifying weirdness.

"You think I don't know what you want to do?"

Seeing this situation, Karl was ridiculed, took another step forward, and grabbed the swollen girl with his left hand: "As long as I am here, you can't call Him out."

The left hand was as crystal clear as jade, but covered with a layer of faint brilliance, which contained unknown laws of power.

"The power to move forward?!"

The swollen girl's pupils shrank, recognizing the power of this move, and was forced to interrupt her syllable chanting. She did not dare to confront this power head-on, so she had no choice but to retreat.

The left hand of the Spirit King controls the power of advancement.

The bodies of things encountered by the way forward will evolve wildly and uncontrollably. Eventually, due to the bottleneck of the nature of life, they cannot carry the infinitely evolving body, and will completely collapse.

Of course, this is just the basics.

In short, the two forces of advancement and stillness are very difficult. Even if he is Nyarlathotep, he can try not to touch it without touching it.

"Hey, where can you run?"

Karl stepped forward, and the starry sky exploded and shook.

Holy text: visionary (imagination)

boom!

A huge black hole appeared behind it, and the terrifying gravity pulled the swollen daughter, pushing her forward little by little, with the left hand lingering "forward".

"Damn!!!"

The swollen girl turned back to look at her brother when she was shocked and angry.

This descended body does not carry any special authority. It is really difficult for him to escape from the black hole created by Karl.

However, when He saw the situation of his 'brothers', he no longer had any expectations.

Under the suppression of Lord with all his strength, the powerful and heavy blade struck out again and again. Even though Yog-Sothoth was the master of time and space, he was too overwhelmed to care about himself and had no intention of caring about him.

"Do you still have time to see others?" Karl's voice approached.

The swollen girl made a prompt decision to abandon this bloated body and break it into pieces.

In the shattered flesh and blood, countless indescribable weird flying insects vibrated their transparent thin wings, turning into dim streams of light and scattering across the starry sky, as if they were giving up everything to escape.

Yog-Sothoth, on the other side, let out bursts of silent angry roars.

The majestic master of time and space who unites all things is being chased around, making him very embarrassed.

But unfortunately, there was nothing he could do.

That sword... is simply his nemesis, ignoring all space and time, and even the fatal attribute of cause and effect.

As long as it is touched, the divine body will be able to disintegrate at the least, and will be completely annihilated and disappear at the worst.

When he first saw him, he was able to cut his body into pieces with one strike. The power of 'destruction' contained in it forced him to go back in time in order to remove the mark left by the scar.

Every time the blade brushed against it, the shining cracks on it seemed to come alive, exhaling bursts of cold air.

"You have no way to escape."

As Lord's voice fell, his figures appeared in all directions: "On all the routes you took to escape, there are traces of my past time. And now... they have surrounded you, Yog...

Sotos!”

Hundreds of Lord's figures surrounded Yog-Sothoth.

Although everyone's movements are different, they all have the same goal. The sharp sword intent penetrates the layers of void. When thousands of blades are unsheathed at the same time, the loud sound of the swords resounds among the stars.

Clang——!

The sword covered with magnificent cracks ripped through the starry sky like lightning, creating brilliant waterfalls of sword light.