Chapter 981： The past and the future are all imposed on me (1)

"Humans have a word, and I will give it to you now."

Pazuzu's lips curled with a hint of coldness, and sneered: "The ignorant are not afraid of knowing but deeply afraid."

The meaning of this sentence is very simple. The more ignorant people are, the more fearless they appear; but the more aware they are of the truth, the more fearful they appear, which is usually used to satirize stupid and ignorant people.

So, is Lord an ignorant?

His eyes were calm, and he said lightly, "Who is ignorant, you will understand later, Pazuzu."

"In my eyes...you are full of 'weaknesses'!"

Pazuzu's evil pupils swept Lord up and down, showing a malicious smile: "I admit, if it were a frontal fight, I would never be your opponent, but unfortunately... Who let you meet me?"

No matter how powerful people are, they all have a fatal weakness.

But in the popular sense and from a normal point of view, it cannot be called a 'weakness'.

And that 'weakness' is...!

This is not difficult to understand, after all, there has never been the concept of 'innately powerful', let alone the concept of 'eternal invincibility'.

No matter how powerful your future is, even if it is a giant that suppresses one side of time and space, it cannot change that at a certain point in the past, there is still an extremely weak self.

What's really scary about Pazuzu is that he can go back in time and space and solve you from the root cause.

Once the past self is obliterated, the countless futures and possibilities based on the origin will be completely turned into a dream bubble, and will naturally disappear in time and space.

In simple words it is...

I can't beat you now, can I beat you before?

This is equivalent to, you can travel back to the past, and then find the old enemy who was still in kindergarten. With the strength of your adult, you can hammer and cry with three punches and two feet, and the future enemy who is still in kindergarten.

Although the picture looks very happy, this ability is simply terrifying.

The reason why Pazuzu is fearless is precisely because of this terrible ability. He has sufficient self-confidence and will never lose to Lord.

"I don't have time to play with you here!"

Pazuzu sneered coldly, and then activated his authority.

With the activation of authority, His mind moved, and he sneaked into Lord's long river of time along the 'memory', and retrogradely traced back along the running time.

In the splashing waves, the floating shadows of the past are reflected, which are the silhouettes left by time, and every minute and every second symbolizes the traces of Lorde's existence in the past.

Actually, there was one thing He didn't tell Lord.

In other words, He deliberately withheld the most important information about his own abilities.

Once the object he has traced back will be planted with a beacon, like a beacon that guides the direction.

When he goes back to the same object again, regardless of whether the other party has his memory in his mind, he can ignore the element of memory and go back directly to any part of the past of the object, even the embryonic state.

In other words, He can now directly go back to the past when Lorde was still an infant!

"Well... to be safe, let's go back as far as possible."

Pazuzu smiled sullenly, and swept across the long river like an electric light, ignoring the shadows of time.

The endless shadows of time passed by like a stream of light, and finally he reached the end of the long river of time and found the 'starting point'.

"Hey hey, I found it, this is the time!" Pazuzu drank suddenly, the bird wings behind him vibrated, disrupting the stable time and space around him, setting off ripples and waves on the long river, and leaping out of it with the help of his strength!

...

Manhattan, New York, USA, Hell's Kitchen.

The bright moonlight is like a white gauze, sprinkled on the empty and silent streets.

Lord, dressed in a long black coat, stood on the street lamps and looked down at the two screaming passers-by on the street.

"Help ah ah ah-"

The white Jack screamed and ran wildly, as if there were some terrifying monsters behind him.

Not long ago, his friend Bob was swallowed by a monster, and the monster wearing a white mask was approaching him step by step.

"Help... help..."

"Is there anyone... help me!"

The monster got closer and closer, opening its **** mouth, about to devour poor Jack.

At this moment, Lord, who had been observing, moved forward.

Instant step!

Like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of Jack, and the black death tyrant was hunting in the wind.

At the speed that Jack couldn't see at all, Lord drew his knife out of the sheath and split the white mask monster from it.

Then, before Jack could catch his breath, six identical monsters appeared in his sight.

In the screams of Jack, Lord easily eliminated the six monsters, and the sharp gun was shot at the speed of sound. The violent one penetrated six, and even the entire street was cut into a deep ravine.

After solving all the problems, Jack was so frightened that he fell to the ground, feces and urine flowing.

Lorde frowned slightly, chatted a few words casually, paving the way for the appearance of the **** of death in the future, and then left here in an instant, leaving Jack alone with a face of dementia.

"Jie Jie Jie...I got you, Luo~de~!"

Suddenly, a sinister and weird laughter sounded beside Lorde's ears.

In the next second, the monster's palm, which was as pitch-black as a shadow, was the size of half a basketball court.

Lorde's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he was slapped directly on the ground by the huge palm.

boom!

The streets that were hundreds of meters long shook like an earthquake.

Five thick and deformed fingers were deeply imprinted on the concrete pavement, and the dense cracks extended like spider webs. .

"Well...that should be almost the same."

Pazuzu peeped through time and space, showing a sly smirk, smacked his tongue and regretted: "Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, if it wasn't for the time, I really want to slap you to death right now."

He didn't intend to really kill Lord, just to make him lose his resistance.

If it weren't for Lord's great importance, he would have slapped this guy to death long ago.

"Hehe It's time to go back."

Pazuzu calmed down and grinned: "There are other things to do, so we can't waste time."

The deformed palm that was as pitch-black as a shadow slowly raised its head from the concrete pavement. Just as it was about to retract back into the long river of time and space, he saw a blue light arrow descending from the sky, directly pinning his palm to the ground!

boom!

The azure blue light arrow is condensed and truthful, like a sky-piercing spear nailed to the ground.

"Ahhh-!"

Blood splashed, Pazuzu screamed in pain, a look of horror on his face.

But I saw that on the long street filled with smoke and dust, Lord walked out step by step, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, and the dead tyrant's costume was as neat as new, without the slightest bit of dust, and it didn't look like he was slapped with the palm of his hand. in the look.

Lorde's pupils were shining like gold, staring at Pazuzu with a horrified face, and said, "Where are you going?"