The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The space suddenly tore apart, and a black cavity appeared.

Then, Lord, dressed in a black Death Tyrant uniform, walked out of the chaotic void with a long sword hanging from his waist.

The view is pure white, with howling wind and snow.

This is the only continent without permanent residents. It is a plateau covered by ice and snow all year round. The lowest temperature can even reach nearly minus 90 degrees Celsius. It is a truly forbidden land!

Since entering the age of science and technology, human beings have never stopped exploring Antarctica. This plateau, covered with ice and snow all year round, hides many mysteries that humans have not yet solved.

For example, Hitler sent scientists to Antarctica many times to establish a secret military base. Although it is no longer known what the purpose of those scientists was, according to the only subsequent oral information from high-level Germans, it was a project that could help him defeat the Allies.

weapons.

In addition, the United States has visited Antarctica many times to establish research bases in the name of scientific research. The contents are extremely confidential, even higher than nuclear weapons.

There are various indications that Antarctica is far from as simple as it seems. Under the ice sheet covering 97%, there may be a huge secret that is enough to subvert human cognition.

But now...the secret seems to have been revealed.

The aurora, which is supposed to only appear at night, has now appeared in broad daylight, and it has never been seen before... the deep black color is like a mythical abyss.

The dark auroras shrouded the Antarctic sky, giving people an extremely ominous atmosphere. The flowing clouds entrenched in the sky seemed to have received some kind of traction, showing a vortex shape similar to the eye of a storm, surrounded by those flowing black clouds.

The aurora, from a distance, looks like... an eye!

Obviously...this situation is not normal!

"Has it started yet..."

Lord frowned, and there was a flash of anxiety in his eyes. He didn't have much time left, and he had to stop Michael as soon as possible.

Fukado took a breath, and his spiritual pressure exploded!

boom!

With himself as the center, the almost endless spiritual pressure spread to the surroundings in a ring shape, wave after wave, just like radar detection.

At this moment, the howling wind and snow seemed to have stopped.

The blue spiritual pressure poured out, like a turbulent tsunami, covering the entire Antarctica.

From the sky up to the ground, it can be said that you dig three feet into the ground.

Nothing could escape his detection, not even the frozen bacteria came into view.

"Got you!"

Lord suddenly opened his eyes, and as the water flowed, the four holes were locked in a certain direction.

The next moment, he stepped lightly on the air.

boom--!

In the loud sound like a thunderstorm, the air dented visibly to the naked eye, and then spread explosively to the surrounding area with a fierce explosion.

Lord's figure suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there were air waves that cut through the sky like a rainbow, creating a gap hundreds of thousands of feet into the wind, snow and drifting clouds in Antarctica.

In an instant, he had arrived at his destination.

Directly below where the dark auroras and swirling clouds converge, is a huge iceberg shaped like a pyramid.

It wouldn't be surprising if they were just similar.

But the iceberg in front of me is far more than just a similarity.

Its four faces are quite smooth and neat, and the four edges are even more sharp-cut. The whole body is as white as jade. Under the dark aurora, it looks like a gem. It is not like a natural product at all, but more like a man-made product.

Ellsworth…

Lord had heard about this iceberg. It was rumored that it was built by a lost civilization. However, the rumor was later refuted. It was a fake picture and this iceberg did not exist.

But now it seems...the rumors are true.

Huge swirling clouds hover in the sky, like a monster's open bloody mouth, and dark auroras swim around. The entire iceberg pyramid looks like it exudes a strange beauty.

The pyramid... was no stranger to him.

The Akkadian civilization of the previous era was dominated by this type of pyramid architecture, which generally served important purposes. Therefore, it is not surprising that the third key is hidden here.

"wait for me……"

Lord took a deep breath and walked towards the pyramid.

However, just as he took a step forward, the swirling clouds entrenched in the sky suddenly shook. The dark aurora floating in the periphery also began to converge towards the central area as the clouds shook.

Huhuhu——!

Immediately afterwards, after a large number of aurora gathered in the center of the vortex, it became as deep as a black hole. A thick fog filled the eyes, and the huge pyramid slowly disappeared.

"This is?"

Lord was startled for a moment, and then he understood that his actions just now seemed to have triggered some kind of defensive measures.

Gray-white fog obscured the view.

Not only that, the surrounding scenery and everything were obscured by the fog, and even the detection of spiritual pressure was blocked.

Although Lord was anxious now, he was not panicked.

If it is really the defense mechanism of the pyramid, using the methods of the Akkadian civilization, it will definitely not be so simple. This strange gray-white mist must also hide a more terrifying killing move!

After all...this is the last key!

After thinking about it, Lord suppressed his anxiety and decided to test it first to see what secrets the mist held.

Holy text: omniscience and omnipotence (almighty)!

Those eyes, which contained the power to explore the future, stared deeply into the gray mist ahead.

One, two, hundreds, thousands...

Millions, tens of millions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions...

A horrifying scene appeared. Under the watchful eye of omniscience and omnipotence, the number of results from now to the future increased explosively and crazily, and was doubling at an alarming rate!

No...no more!

The astonishing number of futures and the almost astronomical results predicted nearly overwhelmed his brain.

"puff……"

Lord's complexion changed, and blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

He shook his body and barely stood still. He had a headache that seemed to be splitting. He pressed his temples with his hands, and his temples were filled with bloodshot eyes.

“What the hell is this?!”

Looking at the calm gray mist in front of him, Lord suddenly felt a storm in his heart. This was the first time since he had omniscience and omnipotence that he suffered such a big loss.

Although the fog cannot prevent him from predicting the future...

But it was in another form, using countless future results to forcibly cover up, confuse, or even use a huge amount of information to burst his brain.

On another level...

This gray-white mist is a weapon specially created to restrain omniscience and omnipotence.

This thing... was created to deal with him?

The thought was fleeting, and Lord quickly shook his head and denied it. He was not worthy of such treatment.

Come to think of it...it was probably created specifically to restrict "Yog-Sothoth".

Just as Lord was thinking about how to break the fog.

Suddenly, in the gray-white mist, figures flickered, and it suddenly became crowded. It seemed that countless people were walking in his direction.

Lord took a closer look and suddenly felt cold all over.

It was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe on a sultry dog ​​day. The cold air traveled along the spine and reached the sky.

"Azai!"

"Mr. Luo!"

"Dezai!"

"Ade!"

"Lord!"

…

Amidst the sincere calls, the hazy figures gradually became clear. Those people were all... acquaintances of his previous life!

Relatives, friends, teachers, classmates...

The familiar faces all made Lord nostalgic and brought back memories of the past.

"you……"

Lord's eyes widened and he stood frozen.

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Inside the pyramid.

Michael, who was wearing a pure white dress, was sitting under the ancient cross, with a spear on his knee. The shape was simple, like a cultural relic, and exuded the atmosphere of time.

What is worth paying attention to is that the tip of the gun is covered with a layer of dark red rust spots, which seem to be the marks left after the blood dries.

Michael stroked the gun body gently, with reluctance in his eyes:

"The defense mechanism can't stop him, so why aren't you worried at all?"

"Why should I be anxious?" Opposite her, a pitch-black figure in the lake grinned: "Time... means nothing to us. Even if we fail this time, we will just wait for another era.

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"That's right...it's us who should be anxious."

Michael laughed at himself: "Without the key, he can't enter the final place. You should be more happy to see these situations."

"It doesn't matter whether he gets in or not."

Shadows flickered on the wall of the stone chamber, emitting a strange laughter: "It doesn't matter who wins, because no matter what, the final winner... is us."