Marvel With Zanpakuto - Chapter 1178

[Chapter 1074 Poem of Destiny]

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According to the two ancestors.

The only way to intercept the origin of the World Tree is when the next God King is born.

When Bauer and Odin succeeded to the throne of God King, they were intercepted by the two ancestors, which belonged to the origin of the World Tree, so the power of the God King of these two people, to a certain extent, is actually the rest’ Leftovers scorched’.

It is just the source intercepted by the three ancestors, which is like a drop in the ocean compared to the complete World Tree.

To deal with Odin and the like, they are still formidable.

But against Lord, it’s not enough.

He remembered that in the comics, the king of Thor, who had obtained the full power of the god-king, could almost slaughter the gods.

If it is not intercepted, the complete origin of the World Tree, it is estimated that only the Rune King Thor can compete with it.

After thinking about it, Lord opened his eyes and returned to Asgard.

But what caught his eye was not Fenrir, but another, completely strange old woman.

The unkempt old woman, dressed in burlap, was sitting by the flowing spring.

The magic wolf Fenrir, who was in charge of guarding the guards, was sleeping soundly beside the old woman, letting the old woman stroke its hair. Even after Lord returned, there was no sign of waking up.

This dog thing, as soon as he praised it, he started to neglect his duties?

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Before leaving, I clearly said, let it protect it well, but when I came back, I saw that he was sleeping!

Lorde’s eyes were twitching angrily. If it weren’t for the wrong situation, he would have liked to peel off the dog’s stuff.

“Please don’t blame it, I made it fall asleep.” The

old woman said slowly with a hoarse, sharp voice that caused extreme discomfort as if glass was swiping across a smooth mirror while groping the dog’s fur: ” Because of the conversation that follows, I don’t want other people to hear it.”

“Who are you?”

Lord frowned, a little uncertain about the old woman’s origin.

“You can call me… Wuerde.” The

old woman turned her head slowly, and on her dirty face, a pair of eyeballs had been gouged out, and the surrounding area was covered with blue veins and scars. The hollow eyes of human scars, like a bottomless abyss, exudes a chilling breath.

Obviously no eyeballs,

But Lord could clearly feel that he was being watched.

“Wu Erde?!” Lorde was slightly startled, and then surprised: “You are the eldest sister of the three goddesses of fate?”

“If there are no other goddesses of fate, I think I should be the ‘eldest sister’ you said. Now.” Wuerde nodded slightly, looked at Lorde with empty eyes, and said, “It’s an honor to meet you, Mr. Lorde, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

“You seem to have known for a long time that I wanted to Come here, and wait for me here?”

Lorde was expressionless, and slowly walked towards the old woman, his voice was like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, attacking the surrounding environment, accompanied by the rising spiritual pressure, layers of frost gradually spread.

Swish~

An extreme freezing air, under the spreading frost, gradually evaporated and filled the air, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

The flowing Wuerde Spring actually formed a layer of frost slowly under this terrifying freezing air, and even the roots of the World Tree fell on a thin layer of crystal clear snowflakes. ice crystals.

What he hates most is someone who thinks he can control his destiny and manipulates him!

And Wuerde in front of him, without a doubt, violated his inverse scales.

“Mr. Lord, please put out your anger for now.”

Wuerde, whose lower body had been frozen by frost, did not have the slightest panic on his face, but his old face was unusually calm, as if he had already put death behind him, and said in a calm tone : “If you can use my life to quell your anger, I’d like to sacrifice my life, but before that, please allow me to complete my mission.” The

upwardly spreading frost stopped at this moment.

Xu is Wuerde’s determination, which moved Lord. After being silent for a while, he said, “Yes, I would like to see what you, one of the three goddesses of fate, are working on.”

“Thank you very much .

tolerance and kindness.”

Wuerde bowed his head slightly to show his respect, and then slowly said: “I am waiting for you here, just to pass you a poem of destiny from Orlaug.”

“Who is Orlaug? ?” Lord asked.

“Ollaug is the first born existence, the incarnation of the law of destiny, the eternal law, the oldest, the newest, the most powerful force, the spiritual existence without beginning and end.” Wuerde laughed

together .

Nonsense, I heard Lorde’s head and two are big.

“Okay, that’s it.” Lord rubbed his eyebrows and said, “So what you mean is that Auerlaug is not a life, has no consciousness of his own, but is just the manifestation of some rules, right?”

“To a certain extent, you understand correctly.” Wuerde nodded.

Understood, Orlaug’s concept is probably equivalent to a piece of code that runs a program.

After Lord understood, he added: “The poem of destiny… sounds like a prophecy?”

“To a certain extent, you can understand it.”

Wuerde answered ambiguous: “What is the prophecy? , or fate, depends on you, not Orlaug, not me, or anyone else.”

So…he hated the Riddler the most.

Lorde sighed lightly, too lazy to waste time with Wuerde, and said bluntly: “Since you want to show me the prophecy, then tell me quickly, I don’t have time to entangle with you.”

Wuerde’s fingertips were on the spring water He swiped in the middle, and ripples rippled: “It’s a pity that only you can see the poem of your destiny. I’m just passing it on to you on behalf of Orlaug.” The

calm Wuerdezhi

There were ripples in the spring.

Then, in the rippling ripples, a yellow leaf floated from the bottom of the water in a whirl.

Wuerde seemed to be suddenly several decades older, his hair turned white, the vitality in his eyes faded, and his voice became even more dry and hoarse: “My task is completed, Mr. Lord, that is Orlaug, pass it on to you The poem of destiny.”

After saying this, Wu Erde seemed to finally unload his burden, and there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

Crash…

Under Lord’s astonished eyes, Wuerde turned into fly ash little by little and dissipated in the air.

As she said, the value of her life is just to send a message.

“It’s getting more and more annoying.”

Lord took a deep breath, his eyes were a little unhappy: “The appearance of self-care, and the disappearance of self-care.”

After calming down a little, he came to UU reading www.sonicmtl.com When he arrived at Wuerde Spring, he reached into the cold spring water and picked up the withered yellow leaves.

On the withered and yellowed leaves, there was a large passage of words, and Lord read it out subconsciously:

“In the unfathomable vast abyss, black and white rotate.”

“The cunning messenger in black, blew the wake-up call. Alarm.”

“The old fool will wake up from his slumber and come to the world again.”

“He will walk across the stars and spread over the worlds.”

“Pain, torture, silence, despair, howl.”

“Two The same white flower will slowly wither and wither under the sacred tree.”

“Escape from the cage, or eternal reincarnation, but the power of the final choice is not in his hands.”

“Putting on human nature .

, beyond the divine, under the witness of the sacred tree, the falsehood will be turned into the truth.

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[End of this Chapter]