Instant No. 90 Hado.
Unfortunately, in terms of destructive power, it is obviously worse than Aizen.
However, this is not unacceptable. After all, everyone has something they are not good at. Compared with his amazing talent in Zanjutsu and Hakuda, the talent in Kido's side is obviously worse.
By the way, the person who chose the right character here is naturally Aizen.
A little further away, let us pull the perspective back to the battlefield.
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After the black coffin collapsed and shattered, the blood almost dyed the sea red.
Stephen Strange knelt on the surface of the water, his clothes turned into rags hanging on his body, and his body was covered with bright red wounds that had been cut open and rolled over. He could even see the white bones deep inside, and blood kept flowing out.
This degree of injury had already exceeded the limits of human endurance.
Although Sorcerer Supreme's bloodline was powerful, it was only a mortal body after all. Therefore, the method of letting out the soul and the Astral Projection was nothing more than a joke in front of death god, who had absolute control over the soul.
"Agamotto..."
Strange crossed his hands in front of his chest, ready to cast a spell that could reverse time.
"Too slow."
Unfortunately, Lod was already prepared and would not give him the chance to use magic.
He stepped forward, waved sword, and slashed down.
The three movements were completed almost in an instant. Without any time to react, one of his arms had already been severed at the root. Moreover, there was a shockingly deep wound that was so deep that bones could be seen on the left side of his chest and right abdomen.
Puff ---
Blood sprayed out like a fountain, splashing up more than a meter high.
Strange's pupils shrank, his throat was blocked by the blood that kept gushing out, and he could only make a dying sound.
"The outcome has been determined."
Lod's eyes dimmed slightly.
He waved the blade in the air and let out an air-breaking sound.
The bright red blood stains on the dark sword's body fell down like plum blossoms. However, they were quickly diluted by the seawater nearby and turned into light red lines that gradually sank into this nameless sea.
"It's not over yet!"
Strange stubbornly raised his head, his bloody face showing a hint of unyielding determination." In order to avenge you, I have long fallen into darkness. How could a mere injury of this level stop me!!!"
It was mixed with an angry roar that caused the water surface to ripple.
An ominous black aura emanated from his body, followed by a scene that shocked Lod. Dozens of soft black tentacles suddenly crawled out from his wounds.
That pair of clear lake-blue eyes had now turned into an evil scarlet red.
If the Stephen Strange before still had a trace of dignity and pride in his heart, then the man who was full of slippery tentacles now had completely abandoned his past identity.
"I should have thought of this a long time ago."
Lord looked at him with complicated eyes, and said softly: "The person who manipulated Wilbur Whateley with one hand, how could he not be affected by those things, and choose to fall into darkness in order to avenge me, this is your... Awakened... Stephen Strange."
"Uh, uh, uh..."
Strange let out a painful scream, his entire back arched high.
His face and skin were densely packed with lines, as if countless insects were squirming in his body. Slit tentacles kept coming out of his wounds or other places, swaying back and forth like a flower in the wind on the lawn.
The painful howling sound was almost tangible, setting off a rolling and explosive gale.
The violent sound waves roared and shook up dozens of feet of waves. The extremely strong wind was like a dense net of sword, cutting through the air. The slippery tentacles were like a group of piranhas that found the smell of blood, rushing madly from all directions to Lod.
Lod stepped on Hoho and opened up a distance of hundreds of meters.
After chasing for dozens of meters, the slippery tentacles suddenly froze in the air, and then slowly withdrew to the side of Strange.
Looking at the monster whose body was covered with slippery tentacles, with his waist bent and lying on the surface of the water, breathing heavily, his eyes emitting a scarlet and ruthless aura. He no longer had any human form. Lod's expression slightly revealed a hint of seriousness.
The most troublesome thing had come out.
He had fought with this damn thing once before, but he did not expect to meet it here again.
If the situation allowed it, Lod would rather never encounter these things. However, what he was more curious about was the strange doctor. Where did he obtain this power from? And it seemed that the thing had fused with him.
"Do you still have any sense now?"
Lod frowned and stared at the monster that had turned into a monster. "If you still have any sense of reason that belongs to humans, I advise you to draw a clear line with these things. They are far from existences that you and I can control."
"So what?"
Strange's face was covered with bulging blue veins, looking extremely ferocious. "Let alone fusing with these things, as long as I can kill you, even if I have to die with this universe, I will not hesitate!"
"Oh. A rather dangerous speech."
Lod stopped in his tracks. sword stood in the air and raised his eyebrows. "Just to kill me alone and put the whole world on the edge of destruction. This doesn't seem like something a superhero should do, right?"
"Reality.....not superhero comics."
Strange staggered on the surface of the water and sneered, "If you want to save some people, you must give up some people. It's just a simple electric car problem. Isn't this truth of this world?"
"Kill one to save a hundred. Is this your answer?"
Lod's eyes were as deep as the starry sky. He seemed to be questioning the man in front of him. "From your point of view, the rules of sacrificing a few people to save most people, but when you decide to do this, what is the difference between you and the future me?"
"The difference is that most people will survive!"
Strange shouted coldly, "If you were allowed to continue living, the Multiverse would have been destroyed a long time ago, and the number of people who would have died under your hands would only be greater. Therefore, it would be better to sacrifice the lives of this universe in exchange for the continuation of other universes in the future."
If it had been a strange doctor of the past, he would naturally not have said such words so easily, giving up on a living being of a universe.
Unfortunately, his heart had completely died since that day.
The remaining Stephen Strange was just a demon devoured by the flames of vengeance.
"You have a good reason. Stephen Strange."
Lod's eyes gradually turned cold. He stood in front of sword and said, "But I don't intend to let these things invade the world, so I can only ask you and these disgusting tentacles to turn into ashes."
"Hahaha, you can't stop me!"
Strange was already a little crazy. His limbs were like wild beasts as they slowly crawled on the surface of the water. His head, however, was forcibly turned 180 degrees. It was like a terrifying scene in a horror movie. His scarlet pupils stared straight at Lod.
His words were filled with hatred and coldness, like a vicious curse that echoed in the surroundings.
"The Anunnaki will return soon..."
"The prelude to the Day of Judgement has begun. No one can stop their return, and you will."
"Sorry, I'm not interested in hearing a dead person talk."
Lord interrupted the chattering Strange, walked over slowly, the blade drew a shallow mark on the water, the scorching spiritual pressure suddenly descended, and the burning flame instantly dyed half of the clouds red.
"All things in the world are ashes - flowing blades like fire!"
Originally, he did not intend to use the Shikai with such great destructive power in the Land of Asgard.
However, the terrible creature that had fused with the myth made him have to choose this almost extreme plan. He burned it with the high temperature flames comparable to the sun, and not even a cell was allowed to be left!