Marvel With Zanpakuto

The way back, the way back, where is the way back?

Lord held the born sword, and a feeling of blood dissolving in water flowed into his heart little by little along the magnificent blue cracks on the blade.

This is...his Zanpakutō!

From the moment he picked up his Zanpakutō, the world in his eyes was filled with countless criss-crossing cracks as dense as a spider web.

Those cracks are like the blade of the sword, showing a magnificent blue color, like scars imprinted on the world, exuding a strong aura of death.

And every crack symbolizes the 'death' of something.

Lord stared at the cracks and felt the call of the sword in his hand. He slowly raised the blade and drew along one of the cracks.

However, this extremely ordinary act made Ermeiya Wang Yue smell the breath of death, and a huge threat enveloped him.

Instinct drove him to move away from the area in an instant, and at the same time brought his personal guards with him.

Fenrir outside the temple was even more sensitive to danger. Almost instantly, his whole body stood upright like a steel needle, and he ran away with his tail between his legs.

Although I don't know the reason...

But their intuition and biological instincts are warning them to stay away from the Spirit King as soon as possible!

While the four people and one dog were escaping, they subconsciously turned back to see what happened.

As a result, the scene came into view.

It is a scene that they will never forget for the rest of their lives. It is like a brand that is deeply ingrained in their hearts, accompanied by feelings of fear and awe, and will last forever.

Click!

The next moment, the gorgeous blue cracks made a crisp sound, like broken porcelain.

The flat space suddenly broke, and a magnificent blue crack suddenly appeared, like a huge abyss, starting from the blade of the return journey and extending into the distance.

The magnificent blue crack was like a broken abyss, as straight as a ruler, passing over Asgard.

Then, the next second.

The sky, the earth, the rivers, the cities, even the atmosphere and invisible things, are all split in two from the middle.

The world...is cut off!

They could even see the smooth, mirror-like neat section after the space was cut off by the sharp sword energy.

Rumble...

This magnificent fairy palace, which was built by several generations of Asgardian god-kings and took thousands of years, has now ushered in its destruction in another form.

The earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

In the shattered forge, the eternal fire raged, and the terrifying heat swept through the fairy palace, burning those things to the ground.

"It seems...a bit much."

Lord was a little shocked by his power, but he didn't expect that the entire Asgard would be destroyed with just one knife.

The rate of collapse is accelerating, and we can no longer stay here.

"Master, sit up quickly!"

Fenrir bravely ran back and shouted: "The twilight of the gods has begun, we have to stay away from here quickly, don't get involved!"

Gods…Twilight? !

Hearing this, Lord stiffened up, and immediately a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

But the speed of the collapse left him no time to think about it. He could only ride on Fenrir and accelerate away from Asgard, which was about to collapse.

Wang Yue and his bodyguards sat at the back of Fenrir's back, and then they turned into a stream of light and rushed directly into the universe.

After Fenrir ran tens of millions of kilometers at extremely fast speeds, he slowly stopped and looked back at Asgard, his eyes full of complexity.

The entire Asgard was in a raging fire, constantly collapsing and burning.

Asgard... is dead!

And the form of destruction, just like in the poem of fate, in the burning fire, Asgard went to destruction.

"A fate that cannot...be changed?"

Lord looked at the burning Asgard, but his mood sank a little bit: "Obviously Surtur is dead.

In the end, I still couldn’t break the shackles of fate! "

Ragnarok still happened.

He died not at the hands of Surtur, but at the hands of Lord. Perhaps the only thing they have in common is... the eternal fire.

A story can have many choices, but only one ending.

I have to say, it's really ironic.

The majestic Asgard was eventually destroyed by a knife forging.

"Master, this is fate."

Fenrir let out a long sigh. He was the only wolf who knew that Lord possessed the Poem of Destiny, so he could better understand his mood at the moment.

"No matter what choice you make, or which path you take, under the gaze of fate, you will eventually arrive at the ending that has already been written."

"Resistance, unwillingness, anger, resentment..."

"Everyone is a slave of fate, bound by shackles that cannot be broken away. When you think you have broken free, little do you know that fate laughs sarcastically."

"Let's go back."

Lord lowered his eyes and said nothing, as if he was tired.

"Yes, Master."

Fenrir responded softly. It knew that Lord was in a bad mood at the moment, so he obediently stopped talking and started running towards the earth.

Although Ermeiwu Wang Yue was curious as to why the Spirit King cared so much about 'fate', he did not dare to ask because of his identity. He could only swallow his doubts and planned to ask the monk when he returned.

It was still a long time to go back, and there was nothing to do. Lord planned to go see this 'arrogant' Zanpakutō.

The way back was placed across his legs, Lord slowly closed his eyes and entered the posture of sword Zen.

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In the boundless galaxy, a huge gray wolf was running at an astonishing speed, and the asteroid belt it encountered along the way was directly smashed into pieces.

When it is about to arrive in the solar system.

Fenrir was about to speed up, but an inexplicable premonition of danger emerged in his heart, and he subconsciously stopped his rapid pace.

That is the instinct from life!

Be alert to all dangerous things, uu read books, and have the intuition to avoid the destruction of life!

It was that kind of intuition that made Fenrir choose to stop. His gray hair stood on end like steel needles, and a terrifying energy burst out.

"Roar......"

A low and oppressive roar came from Fenrir's throat. Its body slowly pressed down, showing the posture of about to kill its prey and launch an attack.

Nimeiya Wang Yue noticed the sudden stop. He glanced at the Soul King who was still in the sword Zen, frowned and asked, "What happened? Why did you stop suddenly?"

"dangerous!"

Fenrir didn't explain too much, but assumed an offensive stance and continued to expand his body.

In just a few seconds, Fenrir became as huge as a mountain range, with a body stretching hundreds of thousands of miles, and a huge jaw that could almost swallow a piece of heaven and earth, swallowing massive amounts of airflow and energy.

Danger?

Ermeiwu Wang Yue was slightly startled, wondering why he didn't feel it.

However, at the moment when this thought came out, Ermeiya Wang Yue felt an extremely huge pressure coming suddenly.

"cracking--!"

A high-pitched phoenix cry sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the dark starry sky outside the solar system was suddenly covered by boundless flames, and a creature with wings that could cover the sky and the sun appeared in front of them. Its posture was noble, pure, and extremely sacred!

"Phoenix...Phoenix?!"

For a moment, Fenrir Wolf was frightened!

What appeared in front of them was one of the oldest powers in the multiverse, the incarnation of emotions and spirit - the Phoenix!

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