Chapter 996 Going Back in Time
Zoro learned a lot of new knowledge from Kuina. The God of Death possesses a certain amount of divine authority and can do things that are beneficial to his own people within the scope of the rules.
Compared to the two island guards including Kenpachi Zaraki, they are just cleaning up the mess for the god of death in the underworld and sacrificing themselves to protect the safety of the world.
The true identity of the previous island guardian, Unohana Retsu, is definitely not simple. He is most likely a god of death, otherwise many things would not make sense.
"It's almost time, you will see a miracle soon."
Guina stopped chatting, stood up from her original sitting position, and looked at the city scenery behind her. She had stayed here to enjoy the scenery more than once.
The two people jumped off the high wall and walked onto the street where there were few pedestrians. It seemed as if they already knew that they were going to part ways, and the atmosphere was a little sad.
"Is it dangerous?"
It was exactly one o'clock in the morning, and raindrops were falling from the sky above the Kingdom of Lulucia, with the raindrops suspended in the halo of the street lamps.
Zoro stretched out his hand to touch a drop of water, and his fingertips felt like glass. The whole city was solidifying, the lights of entertainment venues were fixed in mid-air, and the trees remained tilted by the wind.
The liquid splashed upwards against gravity, leaped out of the puddle, and pieced together into complete raindrops in the air, returning to the clouds under the gaze of humans.
Zoro's breath began to flow back into his throat, and it felt as if millions of ants were crawling against his blood vessels under his skin, and his body's tissue fluid was flowing backwards.
When looking up at the skyline, a huge bronze clock face is emerging from the clouds, with a diameter large enough to cover the entire commercial district, and the sound of gears meshing grinds the spines of all living beings.
"Don't forget me"!
At the sound, Zoro ran backwards and crushed the puddles, making a healing sound.
Zoro counted the number of steps Kuina took backwards. After seven steps, her figure suddenly blurred into a shadow and disappeared in the rain like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser.
The time of all things, including living beings, the time experienced in a day was compressed into dials, which were pulled out of the body one by one and flew to the giant bronze clock not far away. The dials were absorbing the time of the entire city.
Zoro's memory began to unravel. Kuina's smile ten minutes ago was fading, and the Wado Ichimonji was back around his waist.
In the face of powerful time abilities, mortals are unable to resist, and Zoro cannot even draw his sword to fight.
The memory of Kuina tonight in his mind became more and more blurred. Zoro's spirit was under oppression. The more he resisted, the more painful it became, until he closed his eyes and his body returned to the starting point as time went backwards.
“It seems normal, nothing strange.”
Zoro opened his eyes again, and the scene of the day had returned to the Kingdom of Lulucia. People from all classes and identities were doing their jobs, and it was exactly the same as what he had seen during the day.
It's just that he lost the memory of a day and thought he had just entered the royal capital and that he had just lost contact with Uchiha Shisui. He continued to wander around the civilian streets like a headless fly, repeating what he had experienced the day before.
Miranda Lott, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, was preparing to go out to teach as usual. The house that was destroyed by the female swordsman was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.
Her memory has always been preserved. Zoro is the only stranger she has met in these few months. In the time that repeats itself over and over again, there is a single variable that the woman must hold on to.
"You are still a directionally challenged person. I was worried for nothing about not meeting you."
Miranda watched as the green-haired man did not walk in a straight line. He took two steps and turned a corner, and kept walking around in circles on the civilian street. It was hard to imagine how he left here last night without the help of others.
Miranda, a woman who hoped to be saved, dragged her body, which was about to collapse, and took the initiative to walk towards Zoro in the crowd.
Although Zoro was lost, he still remained vigilant. He felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind. Those eyes were so full of resentment that it was hard for him not to pay attention.
The swordsman put his hand on the hilt of the sword and watched the strange woman approach. Miranda was a little out of breath after taking two steps. Her body was too weak.
"Mr. Zoro, please save me!"!!!
Miranda met Zoro for the second time, but in Zoro's recovered memories, it was his first time meeting the old witch with dark circles under her eyes. The stranger could actually say his name at once, which made him have to be on guard.
The only way for outsiders to know Zoro is through the pirate wanted posters from previous years, but the photo on the wanted posters is too old, and Zoro was still relatively young at that time.
Zoro is now more manly, has more scars on his body and is more robust. Zoro suspects that he has encountered a bounty hunter.
Because under normal circumstances, civilians will not ask pirates for help. Zoro does not have a good reputation like Captain Luffy. In the eyes of civilians, pirates are just a group of thieves who rob houses.
"Do you want to capture me and collect the bounty?" Zoro is not polite to strange women. He is not a lecherous cook, and the opposite sex has no privileges with him.
Suddenly, a "quack" sound broke the awkwardness. The sound was hoarse and shrill, as if it came from an endless abyss. Zoro's heart tightened and he stopped subconsciously.
A black crow, like a shadow cut out in the night, slowly landed on Zoro's shoulder. Its claws tightly grasped the man's clothes, bringing a hint of cold touch.
Zoro turned his head slightly and looked at the crow mysteriously. The crow's eyes were black and shiny, as if hiding countless unknown secrets.
At the moment of eye contact, Crow's eyes underwent a surprising transformation. The blood-red magatama gradually condensed and turned into a Kaleidoscope Sharingan that the audience was very familiar with.
Time seemed to freeze, the sound of the wind around them disappeared, leaving only their gaze at each other, and Zoro could not hear any explanation from Miranda.
The man seemed to see memories of the past in the crow's eyes, and those forgotten fragments flooded into his brain like a tide.
The crow tilted its head with deep eyes, as if it had human emotions, and led the lost Zoro back to the right path.
“A lot of things happened.”
A moment later, the crow flapped its wings and flew up, crossing the street and through the crowd, leaving behind a black arc. The man looked in the direction where the crow flew away, without moving for a long time, with an indescribable wave of emotion in his heart.
After recovering all his memories, Zoro officially began to look up and down the woman he had always looked down upon.
Miranda Lott is still explaining her identity, hoping to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. Women are afraid of being chopped.
Thinking of the woman’s strange words, she could accurately predict the time of Kemani’s arrival, which meant that the time in the woman’s body had not been absorbed.
Without any external interference, Miranda was able to keep her memory, which meant all the mysteries were solved.
Why does the Lulucia Kingdom repeat itself every day? The culprit is right in front of us.