Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 363: Helheim

Chapter 363: Helheim

"Calm down... observe carefully, and then find the exit!"

Lod repeated to comfort himself. He took several deep breaths to calm down his chaotic heart, and then carefully observed the cracks in hollow's space, trying to find a trace of law or any clues about the' exit '!

These cracks that were spread all over hollow's space turbulence. Some of them were as big as the Grand Canyon and stretched for thousands of miles, while the small ones were not as big as the arms. The difference between the two could be said to be heaven and earth, and there was no difference apart from that!

It was obvious that this method would not work!

Lod was still a little unwilling. He tried to condense Reishi into an arrow and hit it into the crack with the ability of all things. Then he planned to use Reishi's feedback to sense whether the other end of the crack was safe.

But until he lost his sense, Reishi did not send any feedback.

This was like a natural prison, cutting off all the paths to escape.

Even Lod was inevitably a little discouraged at this moment.

He tried all the methods he could think of, but all the results were useless!

"Let's begin!"

Lod spat out a mouthful of turbid air from his lungs, and then his eyes stared at the faintly discernible cracks.

Next was to verify his bloodline. It was the time to distinguish right from wrong. If he chose the wrong 'exit', then it could only prove that he was just so-so, destined to suffer this disaster!

Sometimes, luck was also an important part of success!

Looking at those powerhouses who could reach the peak, their personalities were cunning, tough, bold, and brave. Other than all worldly possessions, there was only one thing in common, and that was that their luck was very good!

To turn misfortune into good luck, to avert disaster, to jump off the cliff with a technique, to go out and pick up teachers...

The above and so on, all of them had the help of great luck in the unseen world, allowing them to finally reach the peak!

And now, it was his turn.

Whether or not he could avert disaster depended on his next choice, deciding the direction of the future!

In the end, he chose the biggest crack.

If one had to say the reason, it might be because the crack was more pleasing to the eye. Secondly, the inside of the crack was almost stable, and inside the other cracks, hollow's turbulence was abnormally violent.

Lod silently prayed in his heart. Then, he strode into the crack.

The next moment.

He experienced the feeling of being stuffed into a rolling washing machine and then crazily stirring countless circles!

The terrifying suction force coming from all directions seemed to tear him into pieces. The platform created by Reishi instantly collapsed, and his whole person was like a rootless duckweed, gradually disappearing in the violent turbulence of hollow, disappearing into the deep darkness!

...

It was unknown how long had passed.

There was no sound or light in the space inside hollow's turbulence, not even Reishi!

Lod was in this space.

He didn't know how long he had been floating in the air.

He couldn't determine the direction, nor could he find any exit.

As time passed, Spiritual Power gradually ran out of energy. This place was like a prison, trapping him here!

There was nothing he could do, he could only wait to die!

Although he did not want to admit it, he did feel despair.

After the initial struggle and unwillingness, Lod's mood gradually became calm and silent. It was not that he had given up the hope of survival, but that he had to save all resources and find a way to escape before he died!

One day...

In the boundless darkness, Lod suddenly felt a familiar deathly aura!

It was the aura of hell!

In an instant, Lod did not hesitate at all. Hoho turned into a streak of light and rushed towards the source of the aura!

He had no choice!

If he continued to stay in this boundless darkness, he would die sooner or later due to the exhaustion of his spiritual energy. This was his last hope!

As for whose hell it was, it was no longer important to him. Even if it were forLucifer's hell, it was better than being trapped alive here!

Closer, closer!

Lod's eyes flashed with excitement.

He could clearly feel that the aura of hell was very close, not far ahead!

In the end, after exhausting all of Spiritual Power's strength.

Lod slammed his head into the crack, and then he disappeared in an instant!

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This place was a barren ice field.

The bone-chilling cold wind howled, rolling up layers of ice and snow waves. It was like the surging waves of the sea. The entire world was shrouded in gray fog. Looking out, there were many peaks of glaciers and cliffs, like thousands of sharp swords.

Thick snow covered the ice plains. One could vaguely see a black river, a huge stone bridge that exuded an ancient aura, standing across the surging black river.

There were no signs of life here.

Even the weeds with the most tenacious vitality could not survive here, only the boundless ice plains.

Cold, deathly silence, was the only theme here.

However, in such an extreme environment, there was a figure walking on the ice field, facing the wind and snow, dragging a huge weight.

Chi La... Chi La... Chi La...

As the figure got closer and closer, it was actually a woman, and she was dragging a huge bull horn monster.

The woman was wearing broken armor full of sword marks, and her long purple hair was dancing in the wind and snow. White feathers were inserted on both sides of her hair, one hand dragging the bull horn monster, and the other hand holding a long sword dripping with blood, walking forward with firm steps.

Hu hu hu hu ---

The biting cold wind whistled past, blowing up the thick snow, faintly revealing a figure.

The silver-armored woman stopped in her tracks. She couldn't help but frown as she sized up the person buried under the snow.

The person's black clothes were completely shattered. His entire body was covered in frozen blood, and the breathing at the tip of his nose was extremely weak. If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone would probably think of him as a corpse.

Rustle...

The man's fingers moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes with difficulty. His dry lips curled into a bitter smile.

That bastard Zadkiel had finally did it to him!

This person was Lod, who had escaped from the turbulence of space crack. Although he had successfully passed through the crack, Spiritual Power had exhausted all of his defenses and could only allow the space storm to wreak havoc.

Fortunately, this time, his luck was not bad.

Although he was severely injured by the spatial storm, he still had a chance to live, allowing him to successfully reach this hell!

Next, he only needed to give him a period of time to replenish Spiritual Power, and then he could use the super-speed regeneration to heal his injuries.

"You, who are you?"

The woman looked at him warily and asked.

"A lost person..."

Lod forced a smile. "May I ask... where is this place?"

The woman frowned and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes. "You actually don't know where this is?"

Lod had a bitter expression on his face. He said, "I got lost. I accidentally came here."

"You are so unlucky."

The woman was silent for a moment, and then said lightly, "This is the country of the dead, Helheim."