Chapter 1025： King and Mount (3)

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Lorde's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the depths of his heart, a certain memory slowly awakened, and it suddenly stirred up a storm.

The secret that has been reluctant to tell, is now exposed by the **** of the underworld in the most cruel way.

Who is the real... Lord Carr?

Is it the traverser who came from the earth and has memories of past lives, or is it the man who has become the Spirit King in the future timeline?

In fact, after merging half of the flowers, Lorde faintly felt that he was fundamentally different from the future Spirit King.

It's like two souls in one...

He has the memory of the traveler in the previous life, but the spirit king Lord does not have that memory.

From this point of view, the real Lord Carl should actually be the future Lord, not the current him.

But...is that true?

He doesn't know, he doesn't know either.

In the past, he was deliberately avoiding, but now it is unavoidable. When the question is raised, he is destined to never go back.

Lorde looked complicated, and now he finally understood the meaning of the question that the God of Underworld had been asking.

He and him, Lord and Lord, past and future, both of them are almost identical in posture, ability, and strength.

The fusion of half of the flowers determines that one day in the future, they will eventually go to opposites.

The victorious side will act as the king to dominate the battle; the losing side will become a mount to increase combat power.

This is fate, there is no escape.

"Looks like you've figured it out."

The Underworld God waved his arm and vibrated his knife, and the blood stained on the blade was like a little bit of red.

Then, his whole person's aura suddenly changed, the depths of the boy's eyes were smudged black, and the killing intent spewed out like a tide: "Then, I'll ask you again, it's the same question just now."

call!

The killing intent like a frenzy caused countless ripples on the sea, and the icy bytes shook the void like thousands of swords.

"Whether it's posture, ability, or strength, two people are exactly the same. Which side can become the king decides how to dominate the battle, and which side becomes the mount to increase the combat power."

"In your opinion, what is the fundamental reason for the difference between the two?"

"after all......"

The Underworld God paused, took a deep look at him, and then said meaningfully: "Only a real king...is qualified to control, us mounts!"

Swish!

As soon as the words fell, the God of the Underworld swept to Lorde in a flash, and there was a ripple in the bottom of his eyes, he raised the Zanpakutō, and pointed to the sky: "Until you get this answer, you... are not worthy of using it. Her power!"

The next moment, Lorde's expression changed drastically.

He felt very clearly that the connection between himself and Guan Canghai seemed to be cut off by some kind of force.

"Why, I can't use the solution..." Lorde was stunned.

"Didn't I say so?"

The underworld **** said in a daze: "Until you get your answer, you can't use her power. This is what I mean, and it is also what she means."

What are you kidding? !

Lord was shocked by Tong Kong, and he was actually rejected by his Zanpakutō...

However, the Underworld God did not give him extra time to think, the pure white blade slammed down.

boom-!

With an indomitable power, there is no hesitation, let alone any retreat.

Cut out with a knife and never look back.

when!

Lord put the knife horizontally in front of him, blocking the owl's first knife, showing a bit of confusion and entanglement on his face, and gritted his teeth: "So, you are testing me and him, who is qualified to be a king, right?"

"Oh, it seems that I said it in vain."

A trace of disappointment flashed on the face of the **** of the underworld: "It's all said to this point, don't you still understand?"

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

Lorde is even more confused. He doesn't understand at all now, what is the answer that Underworld God wants!

"Answer, in your heart."

The Underworld God didn't want to say any more, and suddenly took a half step, swung the knife up, swinging Lode's knife away, and then took advantage of the situation to squat.

"No, I'm careless!"

Lorde was powerless to resist, and could only let the cold sword light in front of him gradually enlarge.

puff-

A blood flower blooms.

Lord took a few steps back, the shirt on his chest was torn, his flesh was chopped up and rolled, and blood dripped dripping.

it hurts... it hurts...

However, it is not from **, but the most trusted person, the pain of betrayal!

"I understand...you chose him and gave up on me, right?"

Lord coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, with a cold light in his eyes, and said solemnly: "Since you insist on asking, then I might as well tell you that he is the real Lord Carl."

"Unfortunately, this is not the answer I want, nor the answer that guy wants, nor the answer that I want to watch the sea..." The disappointment in the eyes of the gods became stronger.

The next moment, the projections of several gods of the underworld appeared along the river of time.

The rushing spiritual pressure stretched across the sky, and the mighty coercion flowed down from the nine heavens with irresistible majesty.

"Swallowing solution: residual fire sword!"

"Swastika: Big Red Lotus Ice Wheel Pill!"

"Solution: Huang Huang and Yan Ling leave the palace!"

The strongest three-handed Zanpakutō in the element system, with the presence of the heavenly aspect, dominates the elements between heaven and earth in just an instant.

"From this point of view, it should be the first time for you to look at the **** that once belonged to you, right?"

The Underworld God lowered his head, like a **** overlooking all living beings in the world, and said in a daze: "Since you forgot, then let me... wake you up!"

"Even without her, I'm still me!"

Lorde let out a low roar, his whole body was full of spiritual pressure, his sharp sword intent broke through the sky, and the blade swung horizontally, "You can take away my swastika, or you can seal the power of my Quincy, but the only thing you can't take away. ...is my sword!"

He also has a sword!

As long as there is a sword, he can fight!

"Kendo, Eight Thousand Streams, Last Crescent Moon!"

Lord pressed the knife with one hand and stepped out diagonally, like a ghost passing through the void, and the moment the knife was unsheathed, it was like a cold and cold moon.

"Yes, this is you!"

With ecstasy in the eyes of the **** of the underworld, with a long whistle, he led the knife up and fought with Lord.

"instinct?"

"belief?"

"soul?"

"No, neither."

In the sky, silhouettes flickered.

In less than one breath, the two figures had already interlaced hundreds of times.

The two knives collided, sparks flying.

In an instant, fireworks like a midsummer night burst into the sky.

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The storm was centered on the two of them, like a huge ring, spreading in all directions, and the sea was set off by layers of huge waves.

The sea water fills the sky, like a torrential rain pouring down.

Their clothes were all wet, and they were clinging to their skin. Their eyes collided, but they had completely different meanings.

"What I want to know is the simplest and most primitive answer."

Underworld God's sharp eyes, like sharp knives, pierced Lord's heart: "Who are you... who are you?"

"......who I am?"

Hearing this, Lorde was struck by lightning, his brain was blank, his memory seemed to break through the blockade, and in a moment of insanity, his chest was pierced by a blade.

The severe pain dragged him back to reality.

What caught my eye were the sad eyes of the Underworld God and his complicated expression, as if asking him:

Why... forget us? !