Chapter 571: I Will Control My Own Life
The memory fragments ended here.
'Fusei' completed its final mission. The shattered sword trembled and let out a soul-like wail.
Along with the last trace of Spiritual Power being exhausted, it shattered into countless fragments that scattered on the ground, leaving only the lonely hilt of sword, as well as the white ribbon tied on it, floating gently with the breeze.
This scene was deeply reflected in Lod's eyes. UpTodated from nô/v/el/b(i)n.c(o)/m
It was as if a hammer had struck his heart heavily, causing his brain to buzz and instantly go blank. The last bit of his fantasy was mercilessly broken, leaving him with no choice but to face the cruelest outcome.
Nexia... Dead...
After coming into contact with 'Fusei', Lod not only saw that fragmented memory, but also understood the ability of this sword.
Unlike other zanpakuto, Bankai will not directly enhance the combat power, and it will not let the user Spiritual Power double. Its only ability is to connect all the oneself in the parallel universe through this sword!
Nexia used Fusei as a carrier, simultaneously summoning all the parallel universe's own. Then, through offering sacrifices, she gathered the power of countless parallel universes and forcibly cut off and sealed the authority of the incomplete god.
This was the truth of everything.
But compared to this, what Lod could not accept was the vague memory fragment.
Wilbur was the culprit that triggered all these disasters. There was no need to say this, but the person who really caused the death of Nexia was himself in the future space-time!
Soul King - Lod Carl!
The high and mighty pure white throne, the seven shining gems embedded in it, as well as the pair of eyes that seemed to split apart, all kinds of characteristics were not told to him that the person was Lod Carl!
It was him who had made Nexia return to the past!
It was him who had made Nexia sacrifice herself!
It was still him. He had clearly seen the outcome, but he still chose such a ruthless solution!
Although his memory was not long, and it was only a few short sentences, he could still clearly feel an extremely strong sense of incongruity from that Lod.
Sitting on that pure white throne, he felt unfamiliar.
For all eternity, there was only death.
But the girl did not hesitate at all, sacrificing herself to turn into a candle to illuminate the future.
"Ah, what a silly girl."
Lod slowly closed his eyes and clenched the remaining hilt of sword. The man on the pure white throne appeared in his mind. The corners of his lips parted bit by bit, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth. "Your father, ah, in this life, I hate self-righteous kindness the most, so I may have to disappoint your good intentions!"
The right path?
No, that was definitely not the right path!
If he was determined to step on this path in the future and become a Soul King without any human emotions, then he would rather not have everything he had now. He would become an ordinary person again. At least that way, he would still be a 'person', not a cold stone!
"I know, you must be watching me."
Lod slowly opened his eyes, his eyes suppressing endless anger. He tightly clenched the hilt of sword who was floating in the sky and said word by word, "Look clearly with your omniscient and omnipotent dog eyes. My fate is decided by myself. The future path is under my own feet. I don't need anyone to tell me what to do!"
He he..
A breeze suddenly blew in the ruins, mixed with a faint laughter.
The man sitting on the pure white throne, high and mighty like a god, seemed to be passing through those omniscient and omnipotent eyes, passing through the barrier of endless time and space, and sneered coldly at his past self.
"It's funny, right?"
Lod also smiled, but the coldness in his eyes became colder. "I also think it is ridiculous, so laugh as much as you like. Sit on that chair, and soon I will catch up with you and cut off your head!"
Hu ---
The wind blew the dust on the ground, and gradually formed three Chinese character - I will wait for you!
The handwriting made of dust quickly dissipated in the wind, as if nothing had happened.
"Silly girl, don't be afraid."
Lod took a deep breath and hid the only thing left of sword in his shadow space. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "I will definitely bring you back."