Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 158: Emergency Situation

Chapter 158: Emergency Situation

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez?"

The cheetah stuck out its barbed tongue and licked the blood on its lips, revealing a sinister smile. "Before I can defeat you, as you wish, i will use this name."

Lod's thoughts were slightly scattered, and he remembered the introduction of the 'Espada' in his previous life.

Not only was 'Espada' hollow, it also had a type of death form that each of them controlled!

Loneliness, aging, sacrifice, hollow, despair, destruction, intoxication, madness, greed, anger. These were the ten main causes of human death, as well as the abilities of each of the Espada, as well as the thoughts of the Espada, and the reason for the existence of the Espada.

Espada Grimmjow, ranked No. 6, represented the form of destruction!

The cause of the birth of this cheetah was Asgard's superweapon, 'Bifrost'!

Whether it was the Rainbow Bridge, Bifrost or Grimmjow, from a certain point of view, both had the meaning of 'destruction'!

Moreover, the way this cheetah attacked, the tone of its voice, and even the ultimate move, 'Claw of The Panther King', were all very similar to Grimmjow in the original work, and it could even be said that it was the undeveloped Grimmjow!

It was clearly a product of another world, but in this world, it appeared in front of him in another way.

It was purely a coincidence...

Or was it the result of the system secretly guiding him?

"Forget it... Let's take it one step at a time."

Lod rubbed his aching eyebrows, and his thoughts were pulled back to reality.

No matter how Grimmjow was born, these things were still too far away from him. The real reason behind it was not something he could touch.

Lod looked at the distant hollow with a gentle smile on his lips. "Grimmjow, in order to celebrate your birth, let me see your killing ability."

Since he had already accepted Grimmjow, the remaining 32 Gillian had no value to him anymore, so it was better to sacrifice and contribute to the soul.

Thirty medium-level souls was a big harvest.

"As you wish."

Grimmjow licked his lips, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

Shua!

In the next second.

Grimmjow instantly disappeared in place, and his streamlined body flashed through the air quickly, pulling out a huge air wave that was visible to the naked eye.

Woo

The sharp claws tore through the air, making a series of hissing sounds, and then a figure invisible to the naked eye passed through the group of big hollow, leaving a huge blue arc across the sky, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

The dim light of the blue arc sprinkled down, reflected in the eyes of Lod and Gwen, and actually showed a different kind of sad feeling!

Puchi puchi, puchi...

Dozens of Gillian's clown masks were torn apart by three claw marks at the same time, letting out miserable wails.

"Ziliu..."

Grimmjow walked over with elegant steps, his barbed tongue swept into the minced meat, chewed slowly and said, "I hope that next time, you can find prey worthy of my attack, not these trash."

Lod smiled slightly. "Don't worry, there will be prey soon, worthy of your attack."

Thunder God Hammer...

It seemed to be a good choice!

...

At S. H. I. E. L. D.'s outpost.

In front of the equipment in charge of observing the 'restricted zone', Coulson and Hawkeye stared at the various soaring index on the screen. Their faces were solemn.

Hawkeye grinned and half-jokingly said: "If I hadn't read the information beforehand, I would have thought that the military was experimenting with some kind of large-scale killing weapon."

"The truth is far more exaggerated than I thought..."

Coulson said with a headache, "Fortunately, they are in a deserted area. If there is a battle in the city next time, the damage will be no less than a large-scale war."

"That's right."

Hawkeye looked at the soaring index and nodded in agreement. "If this battle breaks out in the city, it will be a devastating blow!"

"So... the director is right. We must have a certain degree of checks and balances." Coulson rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He was deeply distressed about how to complete this mission.

In the current situation, they, S. H. I. E. L. D., could not intervene in this matter at all.

From the data of the various energy surge, humans could not approach the death zone, let alone investigate the truth of the mutation.

Hawkeye said, "Don't be too anxious. Otherwise, it will be easy to be exposed. If death god finds out that this experiment was led by us, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"You are right... Maybe I am too anxious." Coulson stared at the screen. The two hands under the sleeves were tightly clenched, and the joints were slightly white.

The current S. H. I. E. L. D. seemed to have entered a strange circle.

If they wanted to keep death god and hollow in check, they could only continue to study it. But if they continued to study it, it would inevitably lead to disaster. At that time, they could only throw the blame to Hydra. Then they turned to ask Soul Society for help, and then they repeated it endlessly until one day they had a way to keep them in check.

This was like a gambler who had lost a lot. He knew that there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, but he still had to ignore it. He only wanted a chance to turn things around!

But...

How long would this opportunity wait?

Coulson had a faint premonition that once this lie was exposed, it might be the day of S. H. I. E. L. D.'s destruction.

"Don't think too much, Coulson."

Hawkeye patted the shoulder of this old colleague and joked: "It seems that the burden on you during this period of time is too heavy. Do you want to relax tonight? I know there is a good pub nearby."

Coulson looked at him strangely. "Barton, you should know that agent can't drink at will, especially now is not the time to relax."

Hawkeye shrugged: "Don't think too much. This is just a reasonable balance of work and rest. Besides, even if we stay here, can there be any progress?"

Coulson didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this reason. He shook his head and said, "According to what you said, is there any progress in going to the bar?"

"That might not be the case." Hawkeye reached out and swiped his finger across the screen, revealing a photo of Thor. "Maybe we can get some unexpected things from him."

"Thor, Odinson."

Coulson looked at the photo and raised his eyebrows. He said thoughtfully, "Do you really believe what he said... Asgard and Norse mythology? This is too absurd!"

"The truth is right in front of us. We can't not believe it." Hawkeye shrugged: "Don't tell me you didn't see that death god's attitude towards him is obviously much better than treating us."

"..."

Coulson thought about it, and his expression was a little strange. It seemed that Winter Monarch's attitude was not much better. At least they were not beaten so badly.

"Let's go ---"

Hawkeye stepped forward with a smile and reached out to hug Coulson. He said, "Let's go see that Thunder God of Northern Europe and see if we can get some information from him."

"Okay..."

Coulson could not persuade him and had to agree with Barton's suggestion helplessly. "I am going to work, not to relax."

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, yes, we are working, not relaxing..." Hawkeye laughed.

The two of them put their arms around each other and were about to leave... No, it was when they went out to gather information. Suddenly, there was a shrill buzzing sound in the office!

"Alarm?"

Coulson and Hawkeye looked at each other. They were shocked and turned to look at the screen behind.

All the values were rising rapidly, like a volcanic eruption!

"The space channel is twisting!"

"It's that energy again. It is opening a space wormhole!"

...

Lod looked up at the sky as if he had a connection. A rainbow cut through the sky and was heading towards them!