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.
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.
He seemed to have lost that kind of humanity. There was not the slightest fluctuation of emotions in his emotions, and he became a cold rock.
In those eyes that symbolized omniscience and omnipotence, he could only see almost pure indifference and disregard, like a high and mighty god, mercilessly overlooking the small and insignificant things in the world.
He had seen that kind of gaze before!
In the bronze door summoned by the incomplete god, the vast eye made of countless nebulae looked at the world through the crack in the door. It was this kind of indifferent and cold gaze.
He hated this kind of gaze.
Because in those eyes, there was no trace of humanity.
In the eyes of the future Soul King Lod, whether it was adopting Nexia or giving this girl strength, it was as if they were all carefully cultivated for the arrival of this day.
A prop that could allow him, who was still very weak in the past, to survive this disaster and walk the right path.
"Step on the right path?"
Lod squatted down and carefully picked up sword's handle. He held it in his hand and watched the incomplete body. The white ribbon gently brushed against his cheek along with the breeze, giving off a faint fragrance.
The memories in his mind suddenly appeared, and scenes flashed by like running lanterns.
From the first time he met the slightly nervous blond girl in the hotel lobby, to the connection between their bloodlines, although they had not been together for a long time, they had already left an important position in Lod's heart!
She seemed to be a little introverted and rarely expressed her opinions.
However, she always followed his every step and followed behind him. From time to time, she even liked to quietly look up at him when he was not paying attention. Her words and actions were always full of trust in him, and his figure was always reflected in the depths of her emerald eyes.
Even if she knew that she was just a 'Pawn'.
But she still firmly followed the order of Soul King Lod and guided him to the right future at the cost of sacrificing herself.
It was only at this moment that Lod understood all of this.
Why was Nexia always talking about 'the right future', and before the last moment came, the girl looked back with a hint of determination in her eyes. Presumably, her heart must be full of reluctance.
The first time she was touched by her father, the first time she was carried by her father, the first time she felt her father's love for her, and the first time she followed behind her father. In this broken zanpakuto, there was the emotion left behind by Nexia, which made people feel so heavy!
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."