The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The falling palm strikes of the Titan Soldier suddenly stopped.

Time and space seemed to be frozen at this moment, and everything in the world stopped moving!

Only a calm figure was walking slowly.

"That's enough."

Lord raised his hand and clasped it with five fingers, inducing the will of hell to descend. He imprisoned the giant god soldier in place in an understatement. His eyes fell on Grimmjow and Gwen in the deep pit below, and said calmly: "Your performance

, I have seen it all, the test ends here.”

"Lord Lord..." Grimmjow's hair was dyed red with blood. He stood up from the pit unsteadily, a trace of unwillingness flashed on his face, and he growled: "I

...I haven't lost yet, please let me fight it again!"

"I...I am also...Lord Lord." Although Gwen said so, in fact she was even worse than Grimmjow and was slapped by the Titan Soldier.

, the lower body became a bloody mess.

"No."

Lord shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and said: "I have fully seen your potential, and it is meaningless to continue fighting."

Anyone could hear the disappointment in his tone, especially the look in his eyes towards Grimmjow and Gwen, which showed an indescribable sense of loss.

"Go back to heal your wounds, and prepare to become an Arrancar in a few days."

Lord turned around, left a word and then disappeared.

"Hasward...is he...disappointed with us?" Grimmjow gritted his teeth and asked. This was the first time in his life that he felt hurt inside.

Wrapped in deep humiliation.

"No." Hasward shook his head slightly and said bluntly: "Lord is not disappointed with you, it's just that his expectations for you are too high."

"Expectations?"*2

"Yes, expectations."

Hasward pushed up the lens with an expressionless expression, and then said: "Lord Lord thinks that you two have the potential to become a Vastod class, so he arranged this battle, but you let him down.

Already."

"Vastod..." Grimmjow's eyes narrowed and he murmured absently: "So, is this what he expects from me?"

"Lord Lord..." Gwen lowered her head in shame.

"There is no need to be ashamed." Hasward said the most heart-wrenching words with a calm face: "This is not your fault. After all, your qualifications are only this, so there is no need to be ashamed of things that you cannot do at all.

.”

In his eyes, Lord Lord looked down upon them a bit.

Even though they have been pushed to the edge of death, they still have not been able to burst out the potential that is enough to reach the final peak. At least with their own strength alone, they will not be able to break through to the Vastod level in their lifetime.

Qualification is one of the most important criteria for measuring whether Daxu can evolve or not!

The qualifications of certain Daxu determined from the beginning that the end of the road would be Yachukas, not Vastod, who towered over all Daxu.

No need to feel ashamed, no need to feel ashamed.

because.....

This is your innate destiny!

The meaning of Hasward's words was exactly this. He did not intend to deliberately ridicule or ridicule, but just put this cruel fact in front of Grimmjow and Gwen!

No matter you are angry, unwilling or resentful, you cannot change these things that have been destined!

Surprisingly, Grimmjow did not refute this time. He just raised his head and stared at Hasward with his pair of blue beast eyes. There was a hint of "no" in his calm and silent eyes.

Unexplained pride and confidence.

"Perhaps you are right, Hasward."

Grimmjow stood up slowly and said: "But I don't believe that there is a predetermined fate in this world. If there is... I will use my claws to tear apart the so-called fate in your mouth!"

"interesting......"

The emerald green eyes under Hasward's lenses shimmered, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Tear fate apart... Can you do it just by yourself? Grimmjow Jakarjak.

"

"Just wait...Hasward"

Grimmjow grinned with a ferocious smile: "I, Grimmjow Jakarjak, will definitely become the king above all the great voids!"

Hasward pushed up his lenses and smiled: "I'm looking forward to that day."

interesting......

The leopard's unruly and unruly eyes, as well as its arrogant and unyielding spirit, made him seem to understand why Lord Lord favored it so much.

Wastod...it seems really possible!

"Go back and heal."

Hasward kept this expectation in his heart, and then said calmly: "In a few days, Lord Lord will personally break the surface for you, and then there will be a surprise for you."

Grimmjow snorted coldly, bit Gwen who couldn't move, and left the place.

After everyone leaves.

"Hmm...how to deal with this big guy?" Hasward noticed the still imprisoned Titan Soldier and couldn't help but feel a headache.

This guy is too big, has no individual consciousness, and is a being that cannot communicate. It seems that it is not an option to bring him back to Soul Society rashly, but if he is left here, he is afraid that this guy will act randomly!

Although it is only an experimental product, it is still an Arrancar, and such a precious material cannot be destroyed easily.

Moreover, when Lord Lord left, he didn't specifically tell him how to deal with it. He was obviously not satisfied with it, so he left it so casually.

"Forget it, let's seal it first." Hasward thought about it and decided to seal it first. It won't be too late to let it out after Lord Lord gives orders later.

...

Penance Tower.

After sealing the Titan Soldier, Hasward suddenly remembered something and quickly returned to the Tower of Confession, respectfully saying: "Sir, there is something I wonder if you still remember?"

"What's the matter?"

Lord was sitting cross-legged in the cell. When he heard Hasward's words, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said in confusion.

"Sir, do you still remember Abomination?" Hasward explained: "It was the green-skinned monster we captured during the Battle of New York. You asked me to transform it into a void."

Having said that...

Lord suddenly remembered that they also captured an abomination!

It's just that his hatred of being tortured by Hasward turned him into PTSD, which made the transformation process not very smooth. Coupled with various things that happened later, he always forgot about it.

If Hasward hadn't reminded him, he might not have remembered it!

"Abomination, I remember it, how is it?" Lord nodded and asked.

Hasward suddenly puffed up his chest, his emerald green eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a hint of pride in his tone: "I have lived up to your trust, my hatred has been transformed into emptiness, and after this period of feeding, it has reached the level of Asia."

Chukas level."

"Oh...um???"

Lord stared and said in surprise: "What did you say? Abomination... turned into Achiukas?"

"That's right, Lord Lord." Hasward raised the corners of his lips slightly and said proudly: "Hatred has been transformed into an Achucas-level void and has been sleeping in my shadow space."

"Wait... how did you do it?" Lord asked in surprise: "I remember it can't be transformed? Why did it suddenly turn into Yachukas?"

"It's very simple."

Hasward pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: "I dug a hole in his chest and threw it into the Kilian pile. He was infected by the spiritual pressure of those great voids and transformed."