Marvel With Zanpakuto

The devil...definitely the devil!

Who else but the devil can forcefully drag someone else’s soul out of their body?

Sergey recalled the stories he had heard when he was a child. Demons all feed on human souls. His face suddenly showed fear and horror. He hurriedly turned around to remind his companions that the mysterious man in front of him was a demon.

"How did Merter...die?!"

"No...impossible...I was right next to Merter and I didn't see anyone attacking him at all!"

"Hiss—he was scared to death too!"

"Oh my God, is it really the devil?"

All the German soldiers had a look of fear on their faces.

Merter died suddenly and quietly, without even uttering a scream. He was scared to death with his eyes wide open, and among all of them, no one saw what happened. How about such a strange scene? Not scary?

Sergey listened to their shouts, his look of horror turned to a hint of doubt.

It was clear that this man used chains to forcefully pull out Merter's soul. Was he the only one who saw it?

Everyone's eyes were focused on the dead Melt, and they did not pay attention to the soul of Melt that was dragged out. Based on this, Sergey judged that he was probably the only one who could see Mert's soul. , and that weird golden chain.

"Ahhhh——"

Merter's soul was still wailing, and the shrill voice was extremely harsh.

Merter, who was bound by the golden chain, felt as if his skin had been burned by a red-hot iron, constantly festering and bleeding. His flesh and blood were melted and corroded by the chain, and his whole body became as terrifying and ferocious as an evil ghost. .

"Ugh... ugh..."

Sergey couldn't bear it anymore. Stimulated by the shrill sound and the tragic scene, his stomach felt like it was overturned, and he vomited it out on the spot in disgust.

Everything that happened before his eyes was beyond his cognition, and even broke the world view he had established over decades.

"Everyone...Run!" Sergey could no longer suppress his fear and pointed at the man and shouted: "He...he is the devil. He used a chain to bind Mert's soul." Drag him out, if he doesn’t run away, everyone will die!”

devil? soul? chain?

Sergey's almost crazy words did not arouse everyone's alert, but instead attracted a series of shocked and confused looks.

Although the man who suddenly appeared was mysterious and could survive the bullets without any harm, this did not mean that they were willing to accept the vulgar notions of devils and souls in fairy tales that were beyond the scope of common sense.

Swish——

The golden chain swung again, twisting in the air like a spiritual snake.

Sergey watched helplessly as the chains hit him, and then a heartbreaking pain came, as if his skin and bones were being cooked by fire. He couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and was forced by the drag of the chains. Pulled over.

People who were alive one second suddenly died the next.

Seeing the frightened expression on Sergey's face, even the most stupid fool should have realized that the tragic deaths of the team members one after another were obviously related to this mysterious man.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

The uneasiness in Grund's heart became more and more intense, and he gave orders with a trembling voice mixed with fear.

Although he was not sure whether the man in front of him was a real devil, the successive deaths of team members and Sergey's horrifying reminder before his death made him understand that if he did not kill this guy, everyone would die here today. !

Perhaps it was the fear of the unknown that inspired everyone's desire to survive, and they all pulled the triggers in their hands.

Boom boom boom boom...

For a moment, dazzling flames splashed out, and dense gunshots resounded through the forest.

The soldiers in fear poured out their bullets, regardless of whether it would cause waste or attract those damn Slavs. They only thought about killing the 'devil' in front of them.

"Shell—the static blood suit."

Under the intensive bullet attack, the man raised his hand lightly.

A semicircular azure shield was like an upside-down jade bowl, with blood-like current-like lines all over it, covering the man's body for about five meters.

Everything that touched the shield was eroded and melted by it without exception. Countless copper bullets were poured on it without causing even a ripple. They disappeared like stones and the sea.

"The devil...he is the devil!"

"Sergey is right, he is the devil! Run!"

"There's no way we can defeat the devil...he'll kill us all!"

When something beyond recognition happens, collapse becomes a common occurrence.

Thoughts such as 'It is impossible for guns to kill devils', 'They will all be killed by devils', 'The devils are here to punish them', etc. appeared in the minds of the soldiers. Morale collapsed instantly and was replaced by fear.

"Ahhhh..."

A soldier screamed and dropped his gun, turned around and ran wildly out of the forest.

One person took the lead, and the rest imitated instantly. The entire team fell into a state of retreat. Everyone was shouting in panic, running like crazy towards the mountains and forests, wishing their parents would give them two more legs.

"Stop! Stop everyone! Don't run away!"

Grund went crazy and shot the fleeing soldiers.

But even this kind of behavior still cannot stop the trend of fleeing. After all, compared with facing a devil, the Gestapo is not so scary. Even if he is shot by the deserter, it is better than having his soul dragged out by the devil.

"Want to escape?"

The man raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to throw off the chain again.

I saw that the golden chain actually split into dozens of chains in mid-air, each one bringing up bursts of howling wind, chasing the fleeing soldiers, and pulling everyone's souls out of the body.

The only exception was Grund, whose soul was not forcibly captured by the chains.

All the escaping soldiers lost their lives in an instant and fell on the snow with frightened faces. This scene made Grund's pupils shrink suddenly. He could no longer contain the fear in his heart and fell to the ground screaming.

"Answer me a question."

The man slowly came to Grund and said in a calm and easy tone: "Where is Schmidt and Hydra's base?"

Although Hydra belongs to the German army, the symbols of the two are different. The German army usually has a slanted 'swastika' character, while the Hydra has a skull like a sea snake. The badge worn by the man in front of me is this. species, so the man just deliberately spared his life.

"Gudong..."

Grund's face turned pale and he swallowed in horror, but he realized that this was an opportunity. Maybe he wouldn't have to die: "If I tell you, can you let me go?"

"Oh, no need."

The man sneered and said with twinkling eyes: "Since you don't want to say it, then let me see it myself."

He just didn't take action directly because he thought it was troublesome. It didn't mean that he couldn't obtain relevant information by force.

After all, if this guy is willing to say it himself, it will save him a lot of effort and no need to search for relevant information bit by bit from the vast memory in his soul. Now it seems that he should just do it himself.

"no no!!!"

Grund's soul was forcibly pulled out of the body, and a strong will poured directly into it.

After half a moment, the man opened his eyes again.

But in those azure eyes, a wisp of red gold flame flashed, and an unknown force around him surged like a tidal wave, shaking dozens of kilometers in a radius. Countless snows rolled and boiled, and bursts of strong wind roared alarming the mountains and forests.

"Please...let me go..."

Grund's soul cried bitterly and begged with regret on his face: "I still have my family and my daughter. They are all waiting for me. Please, let me go. I'm just an ordinary person. Those Schmidt forced me to do everything!"

"Your sins are unforgivable!"

The golden flames in the man's eyes were as hot as flowing lava, but his voice was as cold as a bone-chilling wind: "For the sins you and others have committed, the only way back is to hell. Stay in hell for me... so you can repent." Go!"

Rumble——!

A terrifying and evil aura rose, and bursts of black air flowed out from the ground.

The earth shook and cracked open countless gaps. A huge portal rose up amid the surge of black air. Countless broken bones were scattered on it. A bright red and terrifying color flowed. Two skeletons wrapped in bandages and white cloth stood apart. Both sides of this portal.

Two giant skeletons pulled on the door, and the door opened with a heavy sound.

I saw countless innocent ghosts screaming inside, their tortured and ferocious faces exuding great terror.

"No...no! I don't want to go to hell!"

Grund screamed in terror, and ran away with all his limbs crazily.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The will to survive that a person bursts out in despair is enough to overcome all the suffering that stands in front of him.

Grund's speed is very fast, and adrenaline is secreted in his body. He is like an athlete in the sprint world. The speed he burst out at this moment will break the record in future Olympic Games.

But since the gates of hell are open, how can sinners be allowed to escape?

I saw pale bone claws holding a long knife, suddenly stretched out from the gate of hell, ignoring the dense woods and obstacles on the way, and accurately penetrated the fleeing Grund, hanging his soul on the blade. above.

“Ahhhh——!!!”

Grund's face was ferocious, and his flesh and blood peeled off bit by bit.

The pale bone claws held the long knife and slowly retracted it, bringing Grund hanging on it back to the gate of hell. Countless ghosts seemed to smell the fishy smell, and immediately rushed forward and bit Grund madly. Soul.

"No...help me!"

"Ahhh...it hurts so much...don't stop..."

Amidst Grund's screams, the door to hell slowly closed.

He who committed a major crime during his lifetime will be punished in hell forever as the guilty party until his mind and soul are completely exhausted and he becomes a walking zombie.