Marvel With Zanpakuto

A long day is finally over.

In the mournful cry of Norman Osborn, the second hand of time just crossed zero, bringing the curtain down for yesterday.

It was only at this moment that Tony let out a sigh of relief.

The nerves that had been in a highly tense state could finally get a moment of breathing space, and the ensuing feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness swallowed him like a flood that burst.

After the initial solution of Hephaestus was released, the spiritual power was directly consumed.

"Well...tired..."

Tony's eyes were darkened, he couldn't lift his strength, and he started to fall directly from the sky.

"Sir, are you alright?" Jarvis saw that something was wrong, and immediately took over control of Mark IV, helping Tony land in the rubble of the technology fair.

"I'm...all right..."

Tony fell to the ground in a large font, and said weakly: "It's just a bit too much consumption, and I can't get up my strength. Just let me rest for a while. By the way, how is Potts? Is she okay?"

"Miss Potts was overwhelmed with grief and passed out, but her vital signs were fine," Jarvis said.

Hearing that Potts was fine, Tony was relieved: "That's fine, that's fine, I'm relieved."

"Sir, let me ask you a question..." Jarvis showed a rare hesitation: "You seem to be in a strange state now, why can't I detect any signs of your existence?"

Although the modified Mark 4 can be worn by a spirit body, Jarvis, who is an artificial intelligence, cannot detect the Tony Stark inside, so from the perspective of ordinary people and Jarvis, Mark 4 It's like a 'ghost mecha'!

"Oh~ of course you can't detect it."

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

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

"It's really incredible." Tony nodded in agreement, and then continued: "But what's even more incredible is that I actually turned into a god of death."

"gentlemen,

What do you mean by death? " Jarvis was silent for a few seconds after searching the database, and suddenly felt that he seemed to be unable to keep up with the master's thoughts.

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

"It's... amazing." Jarvis didn't know how to react.

According to its huge database records, the god of death should be a kind of existence that belongs to the 'myth' and legend, and cannot exist in the material world, but now this view has been subverted!

"Yeah...I feel incredible too."

Tony clenched his fists hard, feeling the explosive power he had never had before, as well as the spiritual power hidden in his soul, and he lost his mind.

"It feels good to be a god of death, isn't it?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

He will never forget that it was the owner of this voice that made him a god of death!

Finally... is it still here?

All gifts from others have to be paid for!

This is a sentence his father, Howard Stark, has repeated countless times in his mouth, and Tony has grown up with it.

This death god's power is by no means a free gift!

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

Breathe...breathe...

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

Lorde dressed in a black death tyrant, his silver hair fluttered in the moonlight in the wind, his azure blue eyes were as quiet as the sea, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, evoking a light smile.

"Have you seen it all?"

Tony raised his brows slightly, and for some reason he felt a little shy when he smiled.

"I see, it's a good performance." A flash of approval flashed in Lorde's eyes.

Although the four basic items of Zhanquan and Walking Ghosts failed, considering that Tony is a half-daoist, and his use of Zanpakutō's abilities is quite brilliant, it can be said that these deductions are made up, and overall it is still very good. .

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

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

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

"no."

Lord said with a smile on his face: "You are the soul of the god of death, but in the law of the soul world, you are strictly forbidden to commit a serious crime. Once found, you will be sentenced to death immediately."

Tony's eyes twitched: "But...you made me a god of death!"

"That's right."

Lord helplessly spread his hands and said: "I was just talking and playing, who would have thought that you would actually succeed, but now it's a headache. If it is discovered by the central forty-sixth room, I will also punished."

This guy... owes more than me!

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

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

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

"The first way is to kill people. As long as I kill you now, it will never be possible for the Soul Society. What do you think?" Lord looked at Tony with a smile and said gently. The scariest words.

"NO! PASS! B!!!"

Tony was so frightened that he shuddered, and quickly waved his hand and shouted, "The second method, using the second method, murder is against the law!"

"Tsk..."

Lord shook his head slightly regretfully, then took out an object from his arms and threw it to Tony: "The second way, that is, you become the deputy god of death, so that you can temporarily hide the soul from the soul world."

Tony caught the thrown object and found that it was a special document that was not gold or copper, with a skull printed on it, and said doubtfully: "The god of death... Can this thing be represented?"

"Almost~"

Lord didn't bother to tell him so much, and said: "This is a proxy death certificate, which can not only be used to detect abnormal spiritual pressure, eject the soul from the body, but also suppress your spiritual pressure, so that the soul world can be saved in a short period of time. unaware of your presence."

"Short time?" Tony frowned.

"Maybe forever, maybe tomorrow... In short, who can say for sure?" Lord smiled and comforted him: "If luck is good enough, Soul Soul World may not find you for a lifetime."

Tony twitched the corners of his eyes and asked, "What if I'm unlucky?"

"better not."

Lorde's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said solemnly: "Once you are discovered by the soul world, 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. The feeling of burning out."

"I understand."

Tony's heart sank, and he tightly clenched the proxy death certificate.

From Lord's tone, he could tell that the punishment called 'bipolar' was definitely not like a death sentence 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, "It's all about Death, and remember to do your agency work well."

"First-year teaching materials of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy?"

Tony was stunned for a while, but when he was about to look up to ask, he found that Lord had disappeared.