Chapter 243: The Forgotten Abomination
The palm strike of the Giant Soldier suddenly stopped.
Ti and space seed to freeze at this mont, and all things in the world stopped moving!
Only a calm figure was slowly walking over.
"It is enough."
As Lod raised his hand, he casually locked the Colossus in place. Grimmjow and Gwen, who were looking at the deep pit below, said indifferently, "I have seen all of your performance. Let the test end here."
"Lord Lod..." Grimmjow's hair was dyed red by blood. He staggered up from the deep pit, and a hint of unwillingness flashed across his face. He growled, "I... I haven't lost yet. Please let
fight it again!"
"I... I am also... Lord Lod." Although Gwen said that, in fact, she was worse than Grimmjow. After being slapped by the Giant God Soldier, her lower body beca bloody.
"No need."
Lod shook his head, a trace of disappointnt in his eyes. He said, "I have fully seen your potential. There is no point in continuing to fight."
Anyone could hear the disappointnt in his tone, especially when he looked at Grimmjow and Gwen. There was an indescribable sense of loss in their eyes.
"Go back and heal your wounds. Prepare to undergo Arrancar evolution in a few days."
Lod turned around and disappeared after leaving those words.
"Haschwalth... is he disappointed in us?" Grimmjow asked, clenching his teeth. This was the first ti in his life that he felt deeply humiliated.
"No." Haschwalth shook his head slightly and said bluntly, "Lord Lod is not disappointed in you, but the expectations you have for you are too high."
"Expectation?"
"Yes, expectation."
Haschwalth pushed the lens with an expressionless face, and then said: "Lord Lod thinks that you two have the potential to enter the Vasto Lorde level, so he arranged this battle, but you let him down."
"Vasto Lorde..." Grimmjow's eyes focused, and murmured absent-mindedly: "So, this is his expectation for ?"
"Lord Lod..." Gwen lowered her head in sha.
"Don't feel ashad." Haschwalth said the most heart-wrenching words with a calm face. "This is not your fault. After all, your aptitude is only this, so there is no need to be ashad of things that you can't do at all."
In his eyes, Lord Lod thought highly of them.
Even if they were forced to the edge of death, they still could not burst out enough potential to reach the final apex. At least with their own strength, it was impossible for them to break through to the Vasto Lorde level in their lifeti.
Qualifications were one of the most important criteria for whether Great hollow could evolve or not!
So of the great hollow's talents were determined from the beginning that the end of the road was Adjuchas, not Vasto Lorde, who was above all the great hollow.
There was no need to feel sha.
Because...
This was an inherent fate!
This was the aning behind Haschwalth's words. He did not intend to deliberately ridicule, but put this cruel fact in front of Grimmjow and Gwen!
No matter whether you were angry, unwilling, or resentful, it could not change these things!
Surprisingly, this ti Grimmjow did not speak to refute. He just raised his head and looked at Haschwalth with his blue beast eyes. There was an indescribable pride and confidence in his calm and quiet eyes.
"Perhaps you are right, Haschwalth."
Grimmjow slowly stood up and said, "But I don't believe that there is a predestined fate in this world. If there is... I will use my own claws to tear the so-called fate!"
"Interesting..."
The green eyes under Haschwalth's lens shimred, and the corners of his lips curved slightly. "Tear fate apart... Can you do it with just you? Grimmjow Jaegerjacquez."
"Just wait... Haschwalth."
Grimmjow grinned and showed a ferocious smile. "I, Grimmjow Jaegerjacquez, will definitely beco the king above all the great hollow!"
Haschwalth pushed the lens and smiled. "I look forward to that day."
Interesting...
The leopard was full of unruly and determined eyes, and its arrogant and unyielding spirit made him seem to understand why Lord Lod favored him so much.
It seed that it was really possible!
"Go back and heal your wounds."
Haschwalth kept this expectation in his heart and then said lightly, "In a few days, Lord Lod will personally help you with the Arrancar transformation. At that ti, there will be a surprise for you."
Grimmjow snorted coldly, carrying the immobile Gwen, they turned and left.
After everyone left.
"Well... how to deal with this big guy?" Haschwalth noticed the trapped Colossus and could not help but feel a headache.
This guy was too big and had no consciousness. He was an existence that could not be communicated with. It seed that it was not a solution to bring Soul Society back rashly, but if he stayed here, he was afraid that this guy would ss around!
Although it was only an experintal product, it was still an Arrancar. Such precious materials could not be easily destroyed.
Moreover, when Lord Lod left, he did not specifically tell how to deal with it. It was obvious that he was not satisfied with it, so he left it so casually.
"Forget it. Let's seal it up first." Haschwalth thought for a while and decided to seal it first. It would not be too late to let it out when Lord Lod ordered it in the future.
...
The Tower of Penitence.
After sealing the Colossus, Haschwalth suddenly rembered sothing. He quickly returned to the Tower of Penitence and said respectfully, "Sir, do you still rember sothing?"
"What is it?"
Lod sat cross-legged in the cell. When he heard Haschwalth's words, he could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly and ask doubtfully.
"Sir, do you still rember the Abomination?" Haschwalth explained, "It was the pale-skinned monster we caught in the war in New York. You also asked
to turn it into hollow."
So...
Lod suddenly rembered that they had caught the Abomination!
It was just that the Abomination had been abused into a PTSD by Haschwalth, causing the transformation process to not go very smoothly. In addition to all kinds of things later on, he had always forgotten about this matter.
If not for Haschwalth's reminder, he was afraid that he really couldn't rember!
"Abomination... Yeah, I rember. How is it?" Lod nodded and asked.
Haschwalth suddenly puffed up his chest, his green eyes slightly lit up, and his tone was slightly proud. "I have lived up to your expectations. The Abomination has been transford into hollow, and after feeding it for a period of ti, it has already reached the level of an Adjuchas"
"Oh... Hmm???"
Lod widened his eyes and said in surprise, "What did you say? Abomination... turned into Adjuchas?"
"That's right, Lord Lod." Haschwalth smiled slightly and said proudly, "The Abominationhas been transford into an Adjuchas-level hollow. It has been sleeping in my shadow space."
"Wait... How did you do it?" Lod asked in surprise, "I rember that it can't be transford. How did it suddenly beco Adjuchas?"
"It's very simple."
Haschwalth pushed up his glasses and smiled. "I dug a hole in his chest and threw it into the pile of Gillian. He was infected by the group of great hollow's Spiritual Power and transford."
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