The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The moon and stars are sparse, clear and quiet.

It was originally expected to take only one day to resolve, but something unexpected happened in the end.

The cunning Mephisto did not appear. Instead, Carter Sorey, the original Ghost Rider, suddenly appeared. This completely disrupted Lord's subsequent arrangements, so he had no choice but to stay in Texas for two more days.

Thinking of finally going on a business trip, Lord was not going to wrong himself.

He checked directly into the luxurious suite on the top floor of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Dallas, and he didn't need to pay.

After all, to a god of death, money in human society means nothing.

With his current influence, he only needs to reveal a little bit of his thoughts to S.H.I.E.L.D., and Nick Fury will probably laugh out loud, and then pile up countless amounts of money in front of him.

After setting up a ghost formation outside the room door to avoid disturbance, Lord walked into the luxurious suite calmly.

The furnishings and structure of the entire room are more inclined to the traditional Texas style, but on this basis, it also has a modern style. The sheets, quilts, carpets, sofas and other colors are warmer. The huge floor-to-ceiling window shows the night view of downtown Dallas.

You can see the bustling avenue and Victoria Park.

After washing up, Lord walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, poured himself a glass of ice water, and then went to the huge floor-to-ceiling window to admire the bustling commercial avenue below.

beep beep ~

The black hell butterfly flapped its wings and landed on Lord's shoulder.

"Brother, how are you doing over there?"

Nemu's childish voice came from Hell Butterfly, and her tone was obviously a little worried about him.

"It's okay, but I made a miscalculation." Lord shook his head and sighed: "Mephisto didn't show up at all, so I need to stay here for a few more days, and Soul Society will leave it to you and Urahara Kisuke for the time being.

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"Don't worry, brother, there won't be any problems in Soul Society with me!" Nemu said for sure.

When Lord heard this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. In front of his eyes, Nemu seemed to stand up and pat his chest to assure him. He smiled and said: "I can rest assured that Soul Society will be left to you. By the way, Ge

How are Limjow and Gwen doing?"

"They found traces of the remaining pages of the Book of Darkness in Sokovia and are tracking the source." Nemu said and suddenly laughed and said: "Brother, you don't know, after Grimmjow knew that he had been tricked,

I'm so angry that Maomao almost exploded!"

"We have all been deceived... There is nothing we can do." Lord pinched his eyebrows and said helplessly.

Everyone originally thought that something happened to Hasward in Sokovia, so Grimmjow and Gwen went to investigate, but they didn't expect to be tricked by Mephisto.

The real Hasward was in Texas, which caused the two people to miss the opportunity, so he simply made the mistake and let the two of them recover the remaining pages of the Book of Darkness, while he came to Texas to attend Mephisto's appointment.

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"Brother, you have to be careful. Mephisto is not easy. If it doesn't work, just use that thing." Yinmeng said worriedly. She had seen the power of the archangel with her own eyes and knew that Mephisto would not be able to do it.

Worse than Archangel.

"Well, don't worry." Lord agreed.

The two chatted for a while, during which they also asked some questions about Urahara Kisuke's research process.

After listening to Nemu's description, I can only say that it is indeed Urahara Kisuke!

Only seven days have passed since the summoning. Urahara Kisuke's research progress on transforming souls has been more than half completed, and the only remaining part is improvement and optimization.

If nothing goes wrong, by the time he returns, the first batch of trial modified 'Deaths' will be officially put into use. Spreading out these Deaths will greatly relieve his pressure.

But the only regret is...

Regarding the research on how to forge ‘Shallow Strike’, Urahara Kisuke still has no clue.

Wanting to forge a shallow attack that is suitable for every Shinigami soul and can grow and evolve accordingly, is not as simple as imagined!

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with the difficulty.

If Asuka was really that easy to forge, Nikaiya Wang Yue would not have advanced to become a member of the Zero Division based on this merit.

After hanging up the contact, Lord frowned and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Kisuke Urahara is excellent as a scientist, but he knows nothing about how to forge weapons. It seems that forging requires professionals.

Just as Lord was thinking about how to bring Tony Stark over when he returned, he suddenly noticed strange fluctuations in the space behind him, and an extremely evil aura spread in the room like a shadow!

Buzz~

The void rippled like ripples, and then an old man with a golden back hair emerged.

The old man appeared in the room wearing a striped black suit and holding a golden cane in his hand. The unique smell of sulfur emitted from his body undoubtedly revealed his identity as a visitor from hell!

Lord slowly put down the cup in his hand, then turned around calmly and said in a cold voice: "I've been looking for you for a long time, Mephisto."

"It's an honor that we finally meet."

For a demon, Mephisto's attitude is quite gentle, without even a hint of arrogance. He said very gentlemanly: "I took care of some housework during the day, so I didn't come to see you in time."

"I don't like to beat around the bush, so let's get straight to the point." Lord said expressionlessly, "I'll give you two choices now, either let my people go, or let me cut off your clone and then take him away."

My people.”

"Hmm...that all sounds good."

Mephisto showed a strange smile: "But unfortunately I want to choose the third one. You do me a favor and I will let your people go. What do you think?"

"I refuse."

A dangerous cold light flashed in Lord's eyes, and the spiritual pressure around his body was faintly boiling.

"Wow~ I advise you to calm down."

Mephisto took an exaggerated step back, then raised his cane and tapped the ground.

Bang--

A gap opened in the floor of the room, and underneath was a hell burning with flames, and Hasward was trapped inside!

"What's in front of you is just a powerless clone, so you'd better think carefully before killing me." Mephisto's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and he said faintly: "You are also a hell lord.

It should be clear that no soul can escape from hell without my permission."

Lord's eyes flashed fiercely, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Say your request."

A victorious smile appeared on Mephisto's face and he said: "I hope you can help me drive the Black Heart Demon out of the world."

Lord glanced at Mephisto and said, "The transaction should be equal, so what price are you going to pay?"

"St. Fangansa Contract, I believe this reward should satisfy you, right?" Mephisto leaned on his cane and showed a sly smile like an old fox.

Lord showed a meaningful smile: "I wish us a happy cooperation."

He actually knew very well that Mephisto's deal was definitely not done with good intentions.

With the treacherous and cunning character of this old liar, he would never use St. Vincent's contract as payment.

But it doesn't matter...

Because he had no intention of abiding by the rules set by Mephisto from the beginning!