Marvel With Zanpakuto

I have to say, some people are really lucky.

There are always various emergencies that hinder him in every possible way.

The man pulled out a blue light arrow and was about to end Ikaris' life when he was unexpectedly intercepted again.

The person who blocked him this time was a burly man with a strong back and a strong waist. He was wearing a battle suit similar to Ikaris, but his arms were wearing two gloves made of golden energy. They were obviously from the Eternals. One member.

The tiger-backed man let out a low roar, and then struck out with his right fist like a cannonball.

boom--!

The azure light arrow collided with the golden glove, and a dull golden and iron roar burst out.

The power of that punch was so powerful that it directly shattered the azure light arrow, and the remaining power that exploded set off a rolling wave of air around him.

"Hold on a little longer, Ikaris."

The hunky-backed man looked down at his companion. The miserable look made him furious. A coldness appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ajak and Cersei will be here soon. Your injuries will be gone soon." Can control it.”

"Gilgamesh...be careful with him..." Ikaris vomited blood and reminded: "This man...is very strong, he... He killed Makary...you must be careful!"

"What? Makary is dead?!"

Gilgamesh was startled when he heard this, and his mind went blank as if struck by thunder. He stayed there for several seconds before he recovered from the blow and shouted in disbelief: "This is impossible, she He is the fastest among us, how could he be killed?!"

"This is the truth...Gil." A trace of pain appeared on Ikaris's face, full of self-blame and guilt: "If he hadn't saved me, Makary wouldn't have been killed. It's all my fault. .....I hurt her."

"Did you...kill Makary?!"

Gilgamesh turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, glaring at the man ferociously.

"Who is Makary?"

The man's face was calm and indifferent, and he said in an almost indifferent tone: "If you are referring to your companions, then I did kill one, but I don't know Makary, and I am not interested in knowing your names."

"You bastard...it was you who killed Makari!" Gilgamesh was completely angered by these words, his teeth chattered, and anger gathered in his eyes, and he wanted to eat him alive. Same: "How dare you...humiliate her with such a tone!"

"Humiliation? You seem to have misunderstood."

The man frowned slightly, showing a puzzled look: "I want to correct you. I have never humiliated you. The reason why I don't remember her name is very simple. When you trample an ant to death, you will ask Its name?"

"You said...we are ants?!"

Gilgamesh's eyes were cold and stern, murderous intent and anger mixed together, releasing a terrifying power.

"Haha, isn't it?"

The man chuckled, shook his head, looked at them, and said calmly: "If you want to refute, then prove it to me."

"I'll prove it to you!"

Gilgamesh raised his two golden fists, walked towards the man step by step, and said coldly: "I will break every bone in your body, and then make you cry to Ikaris and the others in pain. Makary and the Eternals repent!”

"Be careful...he's really strong!"

Ikaris knew he couldn't stop it, so he could only remind his companions again.

"We'll see."

The man's eyes were calm and his voice was steady.

Blue spirit seeds gathered from all around and were woven into a white military uniform, which was put on the man's naked body. The straight and slim clothes made him look heroic.

Tread...tap...tap...

Every time Gilgamesh took a step, the ground shook like an earthquake.

A surging momentum was building up like a volcano that had been dormant for a long time. The majestic energy surrounded the whole body, as if it would erupt in the next second, completely turning the surrounding area into ruins.

Finally, the two were no more than an arm's length apart.

The moment the two eyes met, it was like thunder striking each other, exploding in the void and setting off turbulent air waves.

Ikaris, who was watching from a distance, suddenly felt short of breath. With his perception beyond ordinary people, he could keenly detect the momentum between the two. As his savings were rising like a rocket, he was under unbelievable pressure. Come.

call!

The ice field suddenly became silent, so lonely that you could hear a needle drop.

At this moment, Gilgamesh suddenly rose up, his burly figure pressing up like a violent bear, and a strong wind hit his face under the huge shadow. With an appalling and terrifying momentum, his gloved right hand rose from the bottom up. , struck out from the abdomen like a bolt of lightning.

The transition from extreme stillness to extreme motion takes less than a microsecond.

But the fist energy gathered in this punch was as vast and thick as the earth, like the Greek god Hercules holding up the sky, as terrifying as if it was about to cause the mountains to collapse and the river to stop flowing, directly shattering the silence of all things.

However, he is fast and men are faster than him!

I saw red lines all over the man's body, and the hot and boiling blood was steaming, melting all the falling snow around him.

The five fingers were clasped tightly on the inner wall of the palm, and there was no routine at all, just an ordinary straight punch.

The straight punch comes later, but it arrives first. The speed is so fast that it creates a harsh sonic boom, which contains a will that can shock people's hearts.

boom--! ! !

It seemed like a moment, or maybe shorter.

The two fists that were hard-hitting finally collided and exploded with an earth-shattering roar!

It was like spring thunder tearing through the sky. The shock wave visible to the naked eye was centered on the place where the two collided. It was like thunder rolling down the ground and thousands of horses stampeding in all directions. The wind was scattered in all directions and was as sharp as a knife. Countless dust and magma shot into the sky. When it rises, it's like curtains are being drawn up.

"puff--"

At the moment of the collision, Gilgamesh's face suddenly turned pale, and several cracks appeared in his golden gloves.

The strength that made him proud of others in the past was now like a mud cow that disappeared into the sea. On the other hand, he was hit by the opponent's huge force. His internal organs were about to be shaken and displaced, and his whole body felt as if he had been run over by a train.

This man... is actually stronger than him? !

The opponent used more violent and domineering power to forcefully push back his power.

In just a split second, the force surged in like an overwhelming force. The suit and even the gloves were all covered in cracks, crushing the entire arm with force as if it were shattered.

Gilgamesh spurted out a blood arrow and backed away with a pale face.

In order to relieve himself of that violent force, every time he took a step back, the soles of his feet would leave marks on the ground. Only when half of his calves were submerged into the ground did he barely relieve himself of that force.

The turbulent air waves exploded, and after a collision, Gilgamesh half-knelt on the ground.

Ikaris's face was filled with surprise, but more importantly, he was terrified. You must know that Gilgamesh is the most powerful member among them. He can even easily lift a mountain, but now he lost in a battle of pure strength. Got it!

Could this man... be a god in human skin? !

"Your name is Gilgamesh, right?"

The man suddenly asked for no reason.

"That's right, then keep this name... firmly in your heart!"

Gilgamesh spit out a mouthful of blood, straightened his waist and stood up straight again. The gloves reappeared on his hands, and he assumed a charging and attacking posture. His eyes were full of coldness: "I only used half of my strength just now. This time That’s...all your strength!”

"Where is your king's treasure trove?"

The man asked another incomprehensible question.

"What King's Treasure House?"

Gilgamesh was stunned for half a second, and then a cold look flashed in his eyes: "Although I don't know who you are talking about, I don't have that kind of thing."

"Then this move...isn't considered plagiarism?"

The man slowly flew up and came into the air, looking down at the two people below, with an inexplicable look in his eyes. He opened his lips and teeth slightly and said: "Although it is just a pirated copy of the memory fragment, it is still okay to imitate it reluctantly. .”

"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you hide in the air?!"

Gilgamesh suddenly stepped on the ground and rushed directly into the sky.

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and a look of fear appeared in his pupils.

Buzz buzz buzz...

The spirit sons roared and gathered together, turning into river waves rushing across the sky.

I saw countless ripples suddenly rippling in the void behind the man, swords and halberds made of blue energy. At a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of them, and the mountains and seas were densely occupied. Most of the sky.

"King of Heroes, do you have enough weapons reserves?"

The man was condescending, with an expression that was half-smiling but full of indescribable malice.