A hole in the chest...
This kind of strange hobby, are you Ulquiorra?
Lod resisted the desire to ridicule him and forced a smile. "It's wonderful... How did it become Adjuchas?"
"I let it devour some souls." Haschwalth pushed the lens, and his eyes were cold. "When I was collecting and cultivating the soul of hollow in the Middle East, I let the Abomination devour some."
Before Lod could speak, Haschwalth immediately explained, "Please rest assured, Lord Lod. I will remember the rules you have set. The souls devoured by the Abominationare the despicable terrorists."
"Well done."
Lod was relieved and nodded slightly. He was very satisfied with Haschwalth's actions. He asked again, "Are you sure that the dead are all terrorists?"
"I'm sure, Lord Lod."
Haschwalth nodded and confirmed, "I investigated before I made a move. They all belong to a terrifying organization named 'The Ten Rings'."
The Ten Rings?
Lod frowned and thought for a moment, and a strange look gradually appeared on his face.
If he remembered correctly, this The Ten Rings seemed to be the sworn enemy of Iron Man. Under the rule of the leader, 'Mandarin', a terrorist organization that did everything to destroy world peace. They once colluded with Obadiah to plot the kidnapping of Tony Stark, which indirectly contributed to the birth of Iron Man.
The US government hated this terrorist organization very much, and its degree of hatred was no less than that of the United Kingdom.
It was rumored that the US Pentagon had sent agent and special forces many times to attack the leader of The Ten Rings, 'Mandarin', but unfortunately, several operations ended in failure.
However, the US military did not know that the Mandarin that they had always wanted to assassinate was actually the real Mandarin who was hidden in the dark, a puppet that was specially supported.
Mandarin's true identity was a doctor named Aldrich Killian, who had participated in the research and development of the Desperate Virus.
It was worth mentioning.
A small detail had appeared in the movie, and that was that Mandarin, who was used as a puppet, had ten rings on his hands. On the contrary, Dr. Killian, who claimed to be 'Mandarin', had no rings on his hands.
And in the manga, Mandarin had ten magic rings on his hands.
After knowing this, he turned around to look at the real and fake Mandarin. It could be said that he was extremely scared.
Is Killian really Mandarin?
Is that sloppy old man Mandarin?
I'm afraid the truth is not as simple as it seems.
"Sir, you seem to care a lot about this organization?" Haschwalth observed carefully and noticed that Lod's expression was strange, so he asked curiously.
"No... nothing."
Lod shook his head and dismissed the thoughts in his mind. He said, "It's just a little familiar. There's no need to take it to heart."
Whether it was the Ten Rings or Mandarin, it didn't matter.
Real or fake, he was just a clown, not worth his effort.
As long as he revealed a trace of dissatisfaction, Haschwalth would dare to rush to Middle East immediately. In a single night, he had Ten Rings and Mandarin disappear from Earth. Even their souls could not be left.
The problem of Ten Rings was left to Tony to solve by himself.
Lod stopped thinking and looked up. "In three days, the Arrancar experiment will be conducted. Tell them to get ready."
"Yes, Lord Lod."
Haschwalth nodded and then slowly left the Tower of Penitence.
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Three days later.
In view of the astonishing Spiritual Power hurricane that would burst out when the Arrancar was broken, Haschwalth deliberately chose the place to be tens of thousands of kilometers away from Seireitei, on a desert that had not been transformed, and set up Kido enchantment in advance to prevent the aura from leaking out.
On the desolate plain, there were four figures standing.
Haschwalth was in a white military uniform, his hands naturally hanging on both sides, and his eyes calmly looked into the distance.
Behind him were three Adjuchas who were ready to break through: Gwen Stacy, Emil Blonsky, Grimmjow Jaegerjacquez.
The three of them resisted the surging excitement in their hearts and raised their heads to wait for the arrival of the lord.
Not long after.
A calm figure leisurely walked over as if he was taking a stroll in a courtyard.
Under the light silver messy hair, a pair of eyes that were as tranquil as the lake water flowed with a gaze that seemed to be able to see through the hearts of people. A pair of black framed glasses was placed on the high bridge of his nose, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint and gentle smile.
"Well... everyone is here."
Lod wore a gentle smile, and there seemed to be a glimmer in his blue eyes. He glanced at the three Adjuchas in front of him one by one. "Then let's get ready. Which one of you will go through the Arrancar evolution first?"
They just met each other's eyes, but the three Adjuchasfelt their hearts tighten, as if an invisible pressure fell on their bodies, and their breathing could not help but become hurried.
He... had become stronger!
Grimmjow was shocked, and the beast instinct in his mind was like a buzzing sound.
When it had just been subdued, it had been very reluctant and even wanted to challenge Lod at all times, but it had not expected that in just a month, the distance between them had been so big!
Unwillingness...
It would never allow itself to be so easily pulled apart by such a huge gap!
"Let me go first!" Grimmjow's blue beast eyes were full of unyielding and arrogant expression, and he volunteered to act as the first Arrancar.
"Okay."
The moment the words fell, Lod took a step forward.
Among the three people present, none of them could see his movements clearly. They only felt that the scenery in front of them was slightly blurred. In the next second, they saw Lod raise his hand and point. Like a flash of light, he pointed out and landed between Grimmjow's eyebrows.
The almost imperceptible scarlet flowing light was suffused with an extremely weak brilliance. Along with the white and slender index finger, it poured into Grimmjow's white mask.
Kacha!
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
Gwen and the Abomintation's hearts were in their throats as they nervously watched the changes in Grimmjow.
The white bone mask covering the cheetah's face suddenly cracked as the finger pierced through, like broken porcelain, criss-crossed and covered with cracks.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang...
Pieces of white fragments began to peel off from the cheetah's face.
"Roar -"
The cheetah suddenly stood upright like a human. Its spine was like a dragon, forcefully pulling the bones of its entire body, making crackling sounds like firecrackers. An endless stream of Spiritual Power gushed out from its body, like waves of monstrous waves, crazily bombarding the surrounding space!
Under everyone's witness, Grimmjow broke away from the beast body and became a young man!
A wild light blue short hair with a few bangs hanging down to the forehead. The sky blue eyes were arrogant and unruly, and there were faint lake green eyes around the eyes. The remaining mask that had not been peeled off was arranged in a row of beast teeth on the right cheek. The corners of the lips were slightly raised, outlining a smirk.
The young man was naked. His muscles were perfect, and his body was well-proportioned. He was like a Greek sculpture, perfectly containing both strength and beauty. Any artist who saw him could not help but exclaim in admiration. Except for the hollow hole in his abdomen, it slightly destroyed the overall beauty.
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Grimmjow officially appeared!