The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Ignorant mortal!"

"Let you see how terrifying the great God of Hades is!"

Sithorn scolded angrily, holding the black sword in both hands, and suddenly thrust it into the ground.

Click!

The hard earth cracked instantly, and the dense cracks were like a huge spider web, constantly expanding and extending outward.

From those cracks, dark energy bursts out so intensely that it can even be seen with the naked eye!

A moment!

Lord felt chills all over his body, and he immediately left the place with a quick step. At the same time, he injected the spirit into his blood vessels to form a static blood suit!

"In the name of Mysithorn - Dark Storm!"

Sithorn scolded angrily and thrust the black sword into the ground with all his strength. The terrifying energy accumulated in the sword burst out in an instant!

boom!!!

In an instant, the huge energy set off a hurricane that almost connected the sky and the earth. It could be clearly seen even from several kilometers away!

Within a thousandth of a second, the black hurricane swept across, destroying buildings hundreds of meters in radius. All tangible and intangible materials were crushed to pieces!

"What ability is this?"

Lord saw with his own eyes that a huge building was involved and then disappeared in the blink of an eye!

In the face of the dark hurricane, the Holy Mie Ya is as fragile as glass, and all the effort in breathing is destroyed, restoring the state of the spirit child before it was formed!

Collapse? Or annihilation?

It seems not...

Instead, it restores all the materials it comes into contact with to its most basic particle state!

"No, I can't run away!"

Lord was shocked and his face changed slightly.

The expansion speed of this dark hurricane far exceeded his escape speed, and there was also a huge attraction that was pulling him crazily.

According to this situation, he will be involved in it within a few seconds!

In an instant, Lord injected all his spiritual power into his blood vessels, forming black lines on his body surface, and controlled the overflowing spiritual energy to form a defensive barrier around his body!

boom--

The dark hurricane roared across the sky and earth, and its violent power shattered everything!

This night.

Half of the people in New York City saw the huge storm connecting the sky and the earth, and the oppressive feeling coming from the depths of their souls!

"Again?!"

At this moment, inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

A certain bald man's face was so angry that his black face almost turned white.

Within one day, huge abnormal energy fluctuations were discovered twice in succession, both in Hell's Kitchen!

He was even a little suspicious now. Could it be that there was some treasure hidden in that shabby place?

Otherwise, how can we explain that every time a problem occurs, it happens to be in Hell's Kitchen!

"Check it for me!"

Fury said angrily: "Calling all surveillance satellites and cameras, I want to see what happened there within thirty seconds!"

...

The huge storm that connected the sky and the earth gradually disappeared, and four or five streets, including the headquarters of the Hand and the Society, were completely destroyed by this terrifying force that was like a natural disaster!

All objects were smashed into powder, and the originally densely populated buildings were now completely transformed into a plain, with only countless ruins and the collapsed and cracked earth.

Lord's face was pale, his clothes were torn, his body was covered with blood, and he stood precariously in a ruins.

"sharp......"

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Lord's lips, and he smiled miserably: "If it weren't for the static blood suit, it might have been torn to pieces just now."

There is a spiritual barrier on the outside and a static blood device on the inside. The double defense means are instantly destroyed, which shows how terrifying this 'Dark Storm' move is!

"Mortal... you lose."

Sithorn stood there, saw Lord's situation, and said disdainfully: "My power comes from the dark dimension, but your power has been exhausted."

Lorde's face was expressionless, only his wrists were trembling slightly.

Just as Sithorn said, firing a large number of sacred destroying arrows consumes spiritual energy very horribly!

Even though he has the physique of a Quincy and can continuously absorb spiritual energy to replenish it, the rate of replenishment is far slower than the rate of consumption. Just now, in order to defend against the 'Dark Storm', almost the last trace of spiritual power in his body has been drained.

But even so.

Sithorn didn't see the slightest trace of panic on Lord's face, he was still so calm as usual, as if he didn't take it into consideration at all.

"You're wrong, Sithorne."

Lord's expression remained calm, his three-foot-long Zanpakuto pointed diagonally at the ground, "I have already won this battle."

Bang!

The next moment, Lord came with a quick step and rushed towards Sithorn!

"court death!"

With a look of disdain on his face, Sithorn swung his black sword and blocked the Zanpakuto's edge!

Dang!

The thick sword blade collided with the Zanpakutō, causing countless sparks to fly. The terrifying power collided with each other, causing ripples to ripple in the surrounding air!

With just a slight knock, Sithorn forcefully swung away the blade of the magic gun: "Ignorant human being, how dare you want to stop me?"

"If you don't try, who will know?"

Lord's face remained calm, but his attacks became even more crazy!

In an instant, there were more than a hundred impacts!

The swords clashed against each other several times, creating brilliant sparks. The two became stronger and faster, and their speed became faster and faster!

The unimaginable terrifying power stirred up a roaring and explosive wind, like a real blade, ruthlessly destroying the already broken ground around it again!

Sudden!

During the battle between the two, Lord saw an opportunity. While turning over and retreating, he pointed the blade in his hand at Sithorn!

"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"

The already short blade stretched out at a rather strange angle, like an antelope hanging its horns, and shot out suddenly and swiftly!

bass!

The blade extended at such a speed that it broke through the sound barrier in an instant, making a harsh sharp sound, and with a deadly cold light, it passed through a space of several meters and stabbed the magic circle on the ground!

"Stupid mortal!"

Sithorn's eyes turned into pure darkness, and his voice suddenly dropped to freezing point, "Do you think I didn't think of this move?"

When~

Sithorn stretched out his right hand forward, and his five fingers seemed to have been cast from fine steel, and they unexpectedly grabbed the blade of the magic gun.

"It's terrible... it's terrible."

Lord shook his head, and then a wry smile appeared on his face, "Now...I really have no choice."

"I will make you completely despair!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Sithorn's eyes, "Don't worry, I won't let you die easily."

After being disturbed by this ant several times, he decided to let Lord enjoy what it would be like to fall into eternal darkness!

As he said that, Sithorn slowly raised and retracted it, then spread his fingers, and a terrifying suction force suddenly enveloped Lord!

Hoo ho ho!

This suction force was so terrifying that even the space was slightly deformed. Lord was unable to resist at all and flew towards Sithorn.

Click!

Sithorn pinched Lord's neck, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Now, human, are you ready to fall into the darkness?"

He was ready to appreciate the despair on Lord's face.

However...

Instead of showing a desperate expression, Lorde breathed a sigh of relief, with a strange smile on his lips.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

finally come!

"Why?"

Sithorn was stunned. He saw in Lord's eyes the confidence of winning.

Who gave him the confidence?

A mere man who doesn't even have the strength to resist dares to pose like a winner?

"Sithorn, I should have told you." Lord held Sithorn firmly with one hand, with a smile on his face, "I...have already generalized!"

Click...

Sithorn's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that Lord's arm was covered with horrifying cracks, fiery red lines intertwined, and a red light shining from the inside out.

"Ninety-six of the broken paths..."

"One knife and cremation!"