From Pirates to the Strongest Death God in Soul Society

Chapter 386: Ben: Look, you’re anxious again!
Although the Pure Land is desolate, it won’t take long for people to get tired of it.

But this feeling of getting stronger with every breath really made Bane very addicted. He didn't feel bored walking alone in the endless wasteland.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Ben felt it was quite a long time, perhaps several days or even half a month.

This can be seen from the fact that one of his knuckles has transformed from the transparency of the soul into a solid entity.

Maybe if he is given two or three years, he can make his spirit body become extremely full just by breathing here?
In short, at this moment, after walking in the Pure Land for so long, Bane finally saw some different changes at the end of his sight.

It looks like a palace and also like a temple, but perhaps because it has been abandoned for too long, it has now become a ruin, looking very desolate.

"Will the soul creations in the Pure Land become desolate as time goes by? This is a little beyond my expectation." Bane thought to himself as he looked at the ruins of the not-so-big palace.

It was obvious that everything in the Pure Land was constructed with soul power, including the sand under his feet and the ruins in front of him.

The current appearance of this palace also indirectly confirms Bane's guess, that is, the souls of those who died in this world come here to sleep, and no changes can be seen in a short period of time, but maybe after one or two hundred years, they will gradually dissipate and become gravel on the ground?
He reached out and broke off a piece of earth and rock from the collapsed wall, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently. With the naked eye, he could see that the earth and rock turned into powder and was sucked into Bane's nasal cavity, transforming into equally pure spiritual power.

The only difference from before is that these spiritual powers carry a hint of death.

"The house number matches, this should be the place." Bane said with anticipation in his eyes.

He walked into the ruins of the palace, passed through several collapsed and tilted buildings, and soon saw a relatively intact palace door. There was a big hole in the roof of this building, and several diagonal beams were scattered on the ground, which looked very desolate.

And the figure that Bane had been looking for was now in this building.

grim Reaper!

He still looked like a demon, with a hideous face, but unlike when they met in the real world, he had no breath or movement at all. If it were not for the guidance of Bane's finger, it would be difficult to find him in this desolate and silent place where one could not tell east from west and south from north.

In the present world, just by sensing Bane's breath, the Grim Reaper would want to escape. But in this pure land, Bane has already found his door, but he does not move and does not seem to react at all.

This surprised and puzzled Bane.

After all, the last time he chased the God of Death into the Pure Land, the God of Death was still struggling frantically. Why is he pretending to be dead now?

Could it be that because he had arrived home? Because he was in this inexplicable palace ruins, the God of Death had even silenced his last instincts?
"Could it be fake?" Bane walked in front of the Grim Reaper and observed him.

At this time, the God of Death was sitting on a throne that seemed to have been glorious in the past, but now it was dull and nothing special.

His index finger was indeed missing, so he must have found the right person.

"Death?" Bane called out.

But the other party did not move, still sitting there quietly with his eyes closed, as if no matter what changes happened in the outside world, it would not affect his silence.

After carefully observing the situation around him and confirming that there was no danger, Bane couldn't help himself and reached out to touch this guy to see if he could wake him up.

Slowly raising his arm, Bane's fingertips gradually approached the spirit of the god of death. At the moment when Bane was about to touch the god of death, inexplicably, a ripple arose in his heart, as if the instinct of his soul told him that once he touched the real god here, there would be no turning back.

This was a thought that came out of nowhere, causing Bane to pause slightly.

But the next second, his eyes became firm.

He spent so much effort to transform himself into a spirit, not to come to the Pure Land to eat dirt, but to come to the god of death.

Now that the target that I'm looking for is right in front of me, how could I stop moving forward just because of such a inexplicable thought?
Thinking of this, Bane resolutely placed his hand on the shoulder of the Grim Reaper.

It was also at the moment when he placed his hand on the shoulder of the God of Death that the God of Death, who had been silent and without any breath until now, as if he had fallen into eternal sleep, suddenly opened his eyes on the throne.

Unlike previous meetings, the Grim Reaper opened his eyes this time, and a hint of confusion flashed across his ferocious face, as if he didn't know who he was, where he was, or what he was doing.

And it was precisely because of this confusion that a trace of vigilance flashed through Bane's heart. The Grim Reaper in the past would never show such an expression and gaze, because the Grim Reaper at that time had no self-awareness. He acted entirely on instinct, and confusion was undoubtedly a manifestation of the awakening of self-awareness!

A brief moment of confusion passed by, and the Grim Reaper also noticed Bane in front of him. Then, he seemed to understand something. Although he did not speak, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated and turned into a sense of relief.

"Finally, I have waited for someone who is recognized by the Pure Land and can maintain his self-awareness here and will not fall into a deep sleep." Death looked at Bane and said.

He looked like an evil spirit, but his voice was very pleasant and charming. At the same time, perhaps because he had not spoken for a long time, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

"What do you mean?" Bane asked after taking a step back and putting some distance between himself and Death.

It's not that I'm afraid of anything, but it's just more convenient to talk this way.

"You and I are both special. In this infinite amount of time, perhaps we are the only two who are special. At least I haven't seen a third person like us." said the God of Death.

There was a twisted smile on that ferocious face, but Bane could see that he was trying to appear as kind as possible?
"Stop laughing, it's even more terrifying." Bane couldn't help but say.

These words froze the smile on the Grim Reaper's face. After a moment, he continued, "The Pure Land is the final resting place for all souls. After the souls of those who died in this world return here, they will fall into eternal sleep in a very short time, and then be assimilated by everything here and become the gravel under your feet."

Having said that, Death looked at Bane and said, "Do you understand what this means?" "I don't understand." Bane shook his head.

The God of Death sighed and said, "This means that I, sitting on this throne, will always be alone, always doing the same thing, and repeating a cycle forever."

Bane listened to this, thought about it, and then asked, "Are there no other gods?"

"I don't know." Death shook his head, and then said: "I don't know where I came from, nor do I know where I should go. I once had the same thoughts as you, but in the end I couldn't find the so-called 'God' like me."

Then, without waiting for Bane to speak, the God of Death continued: "Be it a thousand years or ten thousand years, in the infinite time, only you maintain your own consciousness, looking at the desolate and endless sand in front of you, repeating the same thing endlessly, this is the most horrible punishment in the world."

"If you can't stand it here, why don't you go out into the real world? It's quite interesting outside." Bane said.

Death was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that he had no impression of having seen Bane, which meant that he was unconscious during the time he acted on instinct.

"The present world? How do we get there?" Death asked in surprise, "Life and death are two realms. The barrier between the Pure Land and the present world is a high wall that separates the living from the dead. We, as souls, cannot cross that barrier, right?"

Bane???

It's not as exaggerated as you say, right? Senju Tobirama even regarded this place as his back garden. If he hadn't died early, he might have come in to see you. Oh? That's not right. He also came to the Pure Land after his death, but it seems that he also fell into eternal sleep?

Not to mention Senju Tobirama, Bane felt that he had come to the Pure Land several times. Although it was rather troublesome, it was not as exaggerated as what the God of Death said. What about the realm of life and death? Couldn't he tear it apart with his bare hands?
And the way he feels now, it would be very easy for him to leave.

Some time ago, when he was walking in the wilderness looking for the whereabouts of the god of death, Bane had tried it. The first few times, he had his physical body outside, so he could use his physical body as a medium to allow the soul to return.

But to be precise, it was the Pure Land that excluded him because he was not a true dead person.

But now, he is in the state of a spirit, and he certainly cannot return to the real world using the previous method, but Bane has found a little trick.

That is to manifest the physical body directly in this pure land. He does not need to look for the door to the present world, nor does he need to tear open the realm of life and death, the barrier in the mouth of the god of death or anything like that.

The moment his physical body manifested, Bane already felt the Pure Land's rejection of him. If he had not immediately turned into a spirit again, he would have been sent out of the Pure Land at that time.

So at this moment, Bane was a little surprised when he heard the God of Death say that he couldn't go to the human world, especially because he had met the God of Death in the human world. He didn't expect that the God of Death had no such impression at all?

Obviously, before he fell into sleep, there was no such thing as the Shiki Fujin technique, nor any ritual to summon the god of death to the world.

He hasn't been there!

Later he went, but his consciousness did not go!

Thinking of this, Ben was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right. The barrier and realm between life and death cannot be crossed. In other words, we can't get out?"

Of course he couldn't tell the god of death about the pure land and the real world. He could go in and out without any pressure, as if it was like a game.

After all, he was not familiar with the God of Death, so why did he say so much? In order to avoid causing any trouble.

Death didn't think much about it, just thinking that Bane was new and didn't understand much, and then continued to talk to himself: "Continuing to wander in the endless time is an extremely cruel punishment for me, but because no one can take over my place and sit on the throne of the Pure Land and the soul, even if I put my consciousness into a deep sleep, I can't really get rid of it. Until now, I have waited for you."

At this point, Death looked at Bane and said, "You take the throne. I am leaving now."

"Where are you going?" Bane asked immediately after hearing this.

Death was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said in a lonely and expectant tone: "Turn into one of the endless sands and be freed from this eternal punishment!"

"What if I refuse? I don't want to sit in this seat," Bane said tentatively.

Then in the next second, terrifying soul power burst out from the body of the God of Death. Until this moment, he seemed like a real god.

The entire Pure Land trembled because of this. Bane thought that his soul power was very strong, but in front of the god of death, it was like a child, fragile and powerless.

Yes, this is what a god is like!

"The only gain from this endless time is that those who possess self-awareness can infinitely absorb the pure soul power of the Pure Land. How long do you think I have been doing this out of boredom?" Death looked at Bane and said.

Before Bane could speak, Death continued, "You have no right to refuse, and I am not negotiating with you."

Feeling the terrifying soul power of the god of death, Bane didn't know how long it had been since he had such a feeling. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to a few years ago. At that time, he was nothing. In the town of Rogue in the East China Sea, he saw Garp who blew up the naval base with one punch and caused the island to tremble.

At this moment, he seemed to be back to the beginning, and he was still so powerless.

However, he is not without a way to refuse the god of death. As long as he immediately releases his spirit body, restores his physical body, and is sent to the world by the Pure Land, the god of death will be dumbfounded.

But it was obvious that Bane was just asking. In fact, he would never refuse such a thing. He came to the Pure Land to pursue this power. How could he quit?
"Look, you're anxious again!" Bane frowned and said to the Grim Reaper, "I didn't say I won't sit down. I was just asking."

(End of this chapter)