Marvel With Zanpakuto

Yvette pressed the round button of her pocket watch for the third time.

The two pointers began to rotate again, indicating that the technique was about to take shape.

Now there are only two final steps left. Once all the conditions are met, no matter how many clones the hive has in the world, no matter how many parasites are still alive, as soon as this spell is completed, the hive will definitely die!

The hive was split into two parts with a sword, lifeless as if dead.

Even Yvette couldn't be fooled by this low-grade method of pretending to be dead, let alone Hasward.

It is a creature formed by the aggregation of countless parasites. His sword only destroyed some of the parasites, and he deliberately showed mercy. He only used less than 30% of his power. How could he kill the hive?

"If you are planning to escape, I advise you to give up."

The eyes under the frame of Hasward flickered slightly, and he said calmly: "There is a spirit barrier I set nearby. Without the powerful spirit pressure of the captain level, it is impossible to escape from here."

Probably aware of this, Hive slowly stood up from the ground.

The divided body fused together, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its original appearance.

"How...how did you break that light wall?" Hive was puzzled.

He had personally experienced the defense of that light wall, and it was definitely not something that could be broken by external force. However, the man in front of him went against common sense and easily shattered the light wall with one sword. How on earth was this done?

You know, the inside and outside of that light wall are two different worlds!

Just like the second dimension cannot interfere with the existence of the third dimension, it is impossible for creatures in this world to interfere with creatures in other worlds, let alone smashing the light wall with a sword, directly damaging it hidden in the gap between the worlds.

"I'm not interested in explaining it to you."

Hasward slowly raised his hand and spread his fingers: "Your Perfection Technique should not have appeared. It was just the product of an evil experiment. Therefore, on behalf of the Spirit King, I hereby take back your Perfection Technique." Show your skills."

"Impossible! Don't even think about it!"

Upon hearing that he was about to take back his Perfection Technique, Beehive fell into an unprecedented panic. He was shocked and angry and said: "That is the power given to me by God. Why do you take it away? You don't have the qualifications!!!"

In fact, it didn't even notice it itself.

It subconsciously regarded every word Hasward said as fact.

"You asked for this!!!"

In a state of extreme panic, the hive's anger tore apart the remaining sanity. It roared like a wild beast, with terrifying spiritual pressure surging all over its body. Its amber vertical pupils opened wide and stared straight at it. Hasward.

"Everything in the world should be under my control!"

"I am the son of God who was chosen by God to come to the world. You inferior creatures can only accept my control!"

"Now... dedicate everything you have to me!!!"

There are about seventy or eighty eyeballs all over the body, which gather strange purple light and shoot out countless dense beams of light.

Swish, swish, swish, swish...

The dense beams of light hit Hasward one after another like a heavy rain.

Seeing this scene, Yvette's heart almost rose to her throat, fearing that he would also be controlled by the hive.

But as the purple beam disappeared, Hasward did not have any pupil marks. No matter how the hive activated his mind control, it could not affect him at all. Yvette finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"No...impossible..."

Beehive's eyes widened with a horrified expression: "Why... I've obviously hit you..."

"Didn't I say that?"

There was an invisible pressure in Hasward's multi-pupil eyes: "In front of these omnipotent [eyes], all your moves are meaningless. I have already seen your [eyes]. future】."

"No...I don't believe it!" Hive roared crazily, releasing the control beam almost desperately.

"The so-called Perfection Technique is essentially the use of spirit."

Hasward walked in the purple beam of light, and the spiritual pressure shield he put up around him bounced all the beams away. He said lightly: "By the way, let me tell you a common sense, when the difference in spiritual pressure between each other is too large, no matter how powerful it is, The power cannot affect the other party."

As he spoke, Hasward walked up to the hive.

Standing a head taller, he looked down at the frightened and collapsed hive, pursed his lips and said, "And the gap between you and me is so big that I don't need to use any ability at all to easily disintegrate your perfection technique."

A hand gently stroked the hive head, and a calm voice echoed in the night:

"In the name of the Spiritual King... usurp the altar!"

The five-pointed star altar bursting with divine brilliance suddenly appeared at the foot of the hive. Its simple lines outlined a profound charm.

Even if they had no experience with the system training at all and did not know the five-pointed star array that symbolized the Quincy, Yvette and Hive could feel a violent will that was almost arrogant and unreasonable.

"No...no...no!!!"

A shrill scream erupted from Beehive's throat, and his entire face became twisted and ferocious.

It can clearly feel that the energy in its body is being stripped away bit by bit, and even the rising will of resistance is forcibly suppressed by the arrogant and violent will.

Usurping the Altar is exactly what it sounds like.

Forcibly usurp the opponent's power and rip it out of its soul.

Moreover, during the peeling process, it will cause varying degrees of pain depending on the spiritual pressure of the caster.

The only person who could crack this move was Ichibei of the Military Master Division, who used the power of calling his true name and completely ignored the usurpation of the altar.

After a while, the screams finally stopped.

The hive seemed to be dehydrated, lying on the ground as dry as a bone, with no luster in its eyes, like a walking zombie.

"In this way, the conditions should be met, right?"

Hasward turned around, looked at the lovely Yvette with wide eyes, and said calmly.

"But...it's okay."

Yvette swallowed, seeming a little scared.

"Next, I'll leave it to you." Hasward cast his gaze into the distance and said thoughtfully: "I have more important things to do, and the person you are waiting for...should It'll be there soon, so don't worry."

After saying that, without waiting for Yvette to say thanks, Hasward disappeared like a ghost.

With complicated emotions, Yvette took a deep breath, walked slowly towards the hive with heavy steps, took out an ordinary dagger, and said softly: "Seventy years of hatred will end today. Bar."

The hive raised its head stiffly. It had lost all its power, as if it had been stripped of its moral disguise and turned into a beast.

The scarlet, bloodshot eyes exuded a fierce and violent killing aura. He wanted to tear everything in front of him into pieces. His hoarse voice was full of resentment: "I hate you... Yvette!"

"I know."

Yvette came to the hive and grasped the sharp dagger.

"If it weren't for you...how could I have been born?!" Hive roared viciously: "It's all your fault! You are obviously my mother, why don't you pay attention to me? You don't even want to share a little love. Give it to me!"

"I just want to be with you forever, what's wrong with me?!"

"Answer my question, Yvette, my mother, how do you feel about killing your heir with your own hands?!"

At the end of the sentence, Hive's voice almost broke, and the hatred in his eyes was so intense that it even made people feel heart palpitating.

Poof!

A sharp dagger was inserted into Hive's chest.

"You were wrong from the start."

Yvette knelt on the ground, lowered her head to meet Hive's resentful eyes, and said calmly: "You have never regarded yourself as a human being, and you have regarded everything as your prey. Even the so-called mother body of me is just you. It’s just nourishment to step onto a higher level.”

"So please don't...tell yourself to be so innocent."

"If just for your own survival, you can trample on other people's lives at will, manipulate their personalities and wills, and control them like puppets just to satisfy your own deformed desires, then you are not worthy of being called a human being. "

"You are not a god and have no power over anyone."

"You are just a monster. A monster who acts to satisfy the desire for control. A monster who tries to put his own will above all mankind. A monster who tries to distort all truths and facts and uses the power of lies to control others."

"But you forgot one thing..."

"Truth and facts will never be distorted, and humanity will never thank you for your self-righteous 'justice and rule.'"

"You asked me how I feel?"

"Then I can answer you, I don't feel anything, I just feel sad for you."

"A monster that has only known how to plunder since its birth, has no sense of gratitude, is full of lies and hypocrisy, and can only control others."

"Goodbye... hive."

"Repent for the sins you have committed in the eternal cycle."