The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

actually.

At the end of the battle in Newcastle, when he was slaying the incomplete god, he clearly remembered a voice and the almost transparent Zanpakutō.

In fact, even Lord himself had no idea about the origin of the second Zanpakutō. After all, the nearly transparent Zanpakutō was completely different from the sea-viewing ability. This was the only one in the history of Soul Society.

One case at a time.

Although he didn't know the specific reason, he tried hard later and summoned the Zanpakutō again.

But alas...

As a result, without exception, all failed.

However, the reason for the failure was not that the Zanpakuto rejected him, but because he could not find anything that could carry it.

Therefore, if you want to completely liberate the second Zanpakutō, you must find a Zanpakutō that can carry its power.

Sheath...

It’s the only knife that can carry it!

Only such a pure sword spirit and an edge that can never be worn can withstand its powerful power.

"Eh..."

Lord sighed. He felt like a gambler who was desperate and lost.

Behind him, there was no way to retreat, so he had to put all his hope in the second Zanpakutō.

If possible.

In fact, he is unwilling to put all his hopes on an illusory ability.

However, there is no time to regret.

If the singularity of all things unifying is not prevented, then everything he is familiar with will return to its original starting point and be destroyed by the miniature Big Bang.

Crazy?

Maybe so, but he had no choice. There was no other way. Only a madman could fight a madman.

Buzz buzz...

The soft sound of the sheathed blade seemed to be echoing his complex heart at the moment. The power that had been dormant in the depths of the sea of ​​soul gradually awakened with his determination.

"Have you finally woken up?"

Under the white mask, Lord had a smile on his lips: "After sleeping for such a long time, it's time to get up and stretch your muscles."

The tremor frequency of the sheath suddenly intensified!

An ordinary shallow beating style, as the tremor intensified, a crack started from the tangent part of the knife and extended like a branch, until it spread all over the entire blade.

The cracks that extend out do not damage the structure of the blade. Instead, they are like some kind of painted lines, which are just shiny from the inside out. Through these cracks, you can even see a faint flickering light.

"ah--"

Lord groaned softly, feeling the power flowing through his body, and tightened his grip on the long knife in his hand. In the depths of his pupils, there were cracks like the blade of the knife.

The world he saw in his eyes was once again filled with colorful cracks, and those interlaced colorful lines together outlined a heart-stopping, fragmented and complete world.

The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

Just like the world in Lord's eyes at this moment.

Colorful cracks crisscross and divide the world into pieces, like a delicate work of art full of broken beauty that has been broken and then glued back together. However, these seemingly beautiful cracks actually represent a

Another one, the line of destiny that leads all things to destruction.

Just like the three goddesses who dominate the power of destiny in Nordic mythology, they sit in front of the loom all the time, weaving the delicate threads composed by the fate of all people.

Every spinning thread is so thin.

It's as if a flick of your fingers can break the thread of fate.

This is the world in Lord's eyes.

A world filled with the intertwining of death and fate, leading to ultimate destruction and silence, and he is like the god who spins destiny, fiddling with and controlling the direction of all things in the world.

The puppet manipulated by the thread of fate now wants to cut off the thread connected to itself, and it has really taken that step.

The next moment, there was sudden silence between heaven and earth.

An unspeakable horror of oppression, billowing with boundless lead-colored hanging clouds.

"Swear on my name..."

Lord raised the sheath high, and the blade was covered with countless bright cracks. In the reflection of the afterglow at the edge of the dark field of vision, there was an indescribable sense of incomplete beauty, and his voice suddenly rose, as if he was swearing an oath to the world.

: "Things that cannot be cut off by this sword are not allowed to exist in this world!"

It is both an oath and an edict.

Then Lord took a step forward, and his dark wings vibrated gently, bringing up the boundless wind, which surged like a huge ocean tide, forcing him to disappear in place.

Wuwuwu——

There was a piercing sonic boom in the sky.

That ferocious and violent force was like a silent volcano that had been accumulating for millions of years. The moment it erupted, it shocked the whole world.

The violent air waves set off by the sonic boom alone are enough to level all buildings within a radius of 10,000 meters. The rubble is carried by the vast air waves, and a huge wind dragon thousands of meters long is pulled out, roaring from behind.

Far and near, it encompasses everything.

boom--

Lord launched the charge.

His goal was to unite all things. The blade of the blade was dragged diagonally across the sky. The sharp blade easily tore through the void. Following the dark figure, a huge ravine was cut into the sky.

When approaching the edge of the dark horizon, the gravitational force suddenly increases thousands of times, and the ultra-dense gravity even distorts time.

But that jet-black stream of light seemed not to be affected by anything. Wherever it passed, the strong wind blew, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

Kendo, Eight Thousand Styles, One Sword of Heaven and Earth!

The indescribably terrifying sword intent burst out with brilliance in an instant, like a ray of dawn breaking through the dusk, like the first ray of light between heaven and earth.

Qiang——!!!

Wherever the blade crossed, countless magnificent cracks appeared in the sky, starting from the starting point and extending out like branches, which stunned everyone for a moment.

It is like a towering tree.

It's just that this towering tree is printed in the sky in a flat form.

The countless magnificent cracks are like branches extending from the trunk of a giant tree, covered with colorful branches and leaves.

This is a stunning picture.

Even all the gorgeous words are not enough to describe the situation of that picture, especially the countless magnificent cracks extending out like branches, which shatter the whole world.

The dark ball of light cracked a gap.

Then there were crisp cracking sounds, like a broken porcelain bottle, and shocking cracks appeared in the area shrouded in darkness.

The ultimate power that unifies all things cannot defy the thread of destiny. When the blade cuts through the crack, it is destined to disappear.

The infinite gravity suddenly disappeared, the abnormal gravitational influence disappeared, and the countless materials that were pulled to high altitudes fell like meteorites, just like a special heavy rain.

"It's finally over..."

Lord waved his arm and flicked the long knife, then slowly exhaled, and the nerves that had been tense finally relaxed.

Mao Zhihualie smiled like a flower, with endless tenderness hidden in his eyes. He really kept his promise.

However, at this moment!

The moment Lord relaxed his vigilance, he was completely unaware of the situation behind him. A hand appeared silently and landed on his shoulder.

"If you go on a trip, where do you plan to go?" A slightly joking voice sounded in Lord's ears.

Before he had time to think about it, Lord subconsciously drew out his sword, but he was pressed by a hand on the handle of the sword. He had to look back from the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of a golden double crown and the colorful robes.

Suddenly, a dark light suddenly appeared from behind.

Then, with lightning speed, the pitch-black light opened up a huge 'hole', like a giant beast with its bloody mouth. The strong gravity captured Lord in an instant and dragged him towards the pitch-black place.

in the abyss.

"Bye~"

The man waved his hand and said with a chuckle: "I wish you a pleasant journey."