The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The long day is finally over.

In Norman Osborne's miserable scream, the second hand of time crossed zero, completely drawing the curtain on yesterday.

It wasn't until this moment that Tony let out a sigh of relief.

His nerves, which had been in a highly tense state, finally got a moment of breathing space, and the fatigue and powerlessness that followed swallowed him up like a flood that burst a dam.

After removing Hephaestus' initial solution, the spiritual power was directly consumed.

"So...tired..."

Tony's vision turned black, and he couldn't muster any strength, so he started to fall directly from the sky.

"Sir, are you okay?" Seeing something was wrong, Jarvis immediately took over control of the Mark IV and helped Tony land in the ruins of the science and technology expo.

"I...it's okay..."

Tony fell to the ground in a large shape, and said feebly: "It's just that I have exhausted a lot and can't raise my strength anymore. Just let me rest for a while. By the way, how is Potts? Is she okay?"

"Miss Potts was overly sad and passed out, but her vital signs were normal," Jarvis said.

Hearing that Potts was fine, Tony immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good, I'm relieved."

"Sir, let me ask you a question..." Jarvis showed a rare hesitation: "Your current state seems a bit strange, why can't I detect any signs of your existence?"

Although the modified Mark 4 can be worn by spirits, Jarvis, as an artificial intelligence, cannot detect Tony Stark inside. Therefore, from the perspective of ordinary people and Jarvis, the Mark 4

It's like a 'ghost mecha'!

"Ha~ Of course you can't detect it."

The light in Tony's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said bitterly: "Because I am in a soul state, of course material detection methods cannot find me."

"Sir, you mean...the soul?" Jarvis did not doubt Tony's words, and there was a hint of surprise in the mechanical voice: "This is incredible, the soul actually exists!"

"It's indeed incredible." Tony nodded in agreement, and then continued: "But what's even more incredible is that I actually turned into the God of Death."

"Sir, which god of death are you referring to?" Jarvis was silent for a few seconds after searching the database, and suddenly felt that he could not keep up with his master's thoughts.

"Literally, it means harvesting souls, sending people to hell, etc... It should be a profession." Tony thought for a while and said according to his own understanding.

"This... is amazing." Jarvis didn't know how to react.

According to its huge database, the God of Death should belong to the category of 'myths' and legends, and cannot exist in the material world, but now this view has been overturned!

"Yeah...I feel incredible too."

Tony clenched his fists hard, feeling the explosive power that he had never experienced before, as well as the spiritual power hidden in his soul, and the way of despair.

"It feels good to be the god of death, right?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

He will never forget that it was the owner of this voice who turned him into the God of Death!

Finally...is it here?

All gifts from others require a corresponding price!

This is a sentence that his father, Howard Stark, repeated countless times, and Tony believed it deeply when he grew up.

This power of death is by no means a free gift!

Now, it's time for him to bear the 'price'!

Breathe...breathe...

Tony took a deep breath, then slowly stood up and looked towards the source of the sound.

Lorde was dressed in a black death-defying outfit. His silver hair was blowing in the wind under the moonlight. His azure eyes were as quiet as the sea. The corners of his lips were slightly raised to reveal an indifferent smile.

"Did you see everything?"

Tony's eyebrows were raised slightly, and for some reason he felt that his smile was a bit unsatisfactory.

"I saw it, you did a good job." A hint of approval flashed in Lord's eyes.

Although the four basic items of Zanpakutou failed, but considering that Tony is a half-way monk, and his use of Zanpakutō abilities is quite brilliant, it can be said that it makes up for these deductions, and overall it is very good.

.

Tony stared at Lord, suppressing his nervousness, and asked directly: "Tell me, what price do I need to pay?"

Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "If I said... the price is death, what would you think?"

"Death?" Tony's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face turned slightly pale: "You...you are kidding me, right?"

"no."

Lord said with a smile on his face: "A soul like you who secretly becomes a god of death is a serious crime that is strictly prohibited under the laws of the Soul Society. Once discovered, you will be sentenced to death immediately."

Tony's eyes twitched: "But...it was you who turned me into the God of Death!"

"That's right."

Lord spread his hands helplessly and said: "I was just joking at first, but who would have thought that you actually succeeded. Now it's become a headache. If Central Room 46 discovers it, I will do the same."

Being punished."

This guy... deserves a beating more than me!

Tony resisted the urge to go up and slap him, gritted his teeth and said, "If you say so, what should I do?"

Lord raised two fingers: "Don't worry, I have two ways."

Tony's eyes widened: "What two ways?"

"The first way is to silence you. As long as I kill you now, Soul Society will never be able to do this. What do you think?" Lord looked at Tony with a smile and said it gently.

The scariest words.

"NO!PASS!Plan B!!!"

Tony was so frightened that he trembled and quickly waved his hands and shouted: "The second way, use the second way, killing is illegal!"

"Tsk..."

Lord shook his head with some regret, then took out an object from his arms and threw it to Tony: "The second way is to become an acting God of Death, so that you can hide it from Soul Society temporarily."

Tony caught the thrown object and found that it was a special certificate that was neither gold nor copper, with a skull printed on it. He asked doubtfully: "The God of Death...can this thing still be used as an agent?"

"Almost~"

Lord was too lazy to tell him that much, and said: "This is a proxy death certificate. It can be used to detect abnormal spiritual pressure and pop the soul out of the body. It can also suppress your spiritual pressure, allowing Soul Society to...

I'm not aware of your presence."

"Short time?" Tony frowned.

"Maybe forever, maybe tomorrow... Anyway, who can say for sure?" Lord smiled and comforted him: "If you are lucky enough, Soul Society may never discover you in your lifetime."

Tony's eyes twitched slightly and he asked, "What if I have bad luck?"

"Better not."

Lord's eyes narrowed slightly and he said solemnly: "Once discovered by Soul Society, you will be sentenced to death. Believe me, you will never want to taste it. After being penetrated by the 'bipolar' throughout your body, you will be killed in the flames."

That feeling of burning up."

"I see."

Tony's heart sank, and he clenched the Agent's Death Certificate tightly.

He could tell from Lord's tone that the punishment called 'bipolar' was definitely not like the death penalty in the human world, and it would pursue humanization!

"By the way, you will need this."

Lord threw a thick book to Tony, and then said: "There are all the things about Death in it, and remember to do your job as an agent."

"Textbook for the first grade of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy?"

Tony was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to raise his head to ask, he found that Lord had disappeared.