Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Blood spurted out, exploding in mid-air like rain, and splashed onto the faces of the Quincy.

The crowd stared in horror at what was happening before them, fear gripping their hearts.

A strange blade pierced through the body of a Quincy, lifting him up. Below, Mayuri Kurotsuchi smiled broadly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

A faint spiritual pressure permeated his surroundings, like a transparent barrier that kept all the spilled blood out.

"His evasion ability is limited, even less than that of a typical Shinigami soldier."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi tossed the Quincy hanging on the Ashisogi Jizo aside, his golden eyes turning back to the others, seemingly choosing his next target.

However, at that moment, a powerful spiritual pressure swept across the battlefield and covered everything.

Immediately afterwards, a spirit arrow, completely different from the previous ones, pierced through the air and headed straight for Mayuri Kurotsuchi's back.

Sensing the impending danger, Mayuri Kurotsuchi swung his Zanpakuto behind him without turning around.

The moment the blade and the spirit arrow collided, a violent explosion shot into the sky, tearing the ground apart. A slightly disheveled figure was also sent flying backward.

A heavy whistling sound came crashing down as another very thick spirit arrow rapidly approached from the sky and then struck Mayuri Kurotsuchi with perfect accuracy.

boom! !

An indescribable force erupted in his abdomen, and Mayuri felt as if he had been kicked by Akira Kisaragi, and everything went black immediately.

He shot towards the distant mountain like a football.

boom! !

The mountain collapsed, dust rose everywhere, and a violent explosion came from within. The visible impact spread outwards, forming aftershocks that covered an area of ​​hundreds of meters in diameter.

Such a terrifying scene made everyone present subconsciously swallow hard.

We have such a fierce general among our Quincy?!

They stared in astonishment in the direction from which the arrow had come, only to see a young man of medium build, dressed in white, walking toward them.

Spiritual energy flowed rapidly beneath his feet, and he appeared among the crowd as if he had teleported.

"Shi, Ishida..."

The Quincy recognized the approaching aid.

However, the group was not very familiar with him. This Quincy who came to their aid had only recently joined their group, and their relationship was limited to just being able to call each other by name.

Ishida Munen is rumored to be a Quincy from the Wandenreich, who chose to leave because of his disagreement with His Majesty's ideals.

I initially thought his strength was unremarkable, but I never expected him to be so fierce in battle.

With just two arrows, they took down the freakish Grim Reaper they had been fighting for so long.

Ishida Muneaki approached the wounded soldier and provided basic first aid, temporarily saving his life.

He straightened up, looked around, and said in a very reliable tone:

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm here. That Grim Reaper..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted from the distant mountain, followed by a dense purple mist.

In an instant, purple mist covered the entire battlefield.

Ishida Sogen held his breath as fast as he could and tried to protect himself with his spiritual pressure, but he was too late.

The inhalation of a small amount of toxic gas immediately caused half of his body to go numb, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

As for the other Quincy who couldn't react in time, they were completely overwhelmed by the energy, fell straight down, their eyes wide open, unable to move.

They looked like corpses.

"Dirty, really dirty."

The sky above the valley seemed to clap its hands and sigh softly, "No wonder the other twelve squads ostracize you; those who play with science have dirty hearts."

"If you can't beat them, you resort to poison. That's too ruthless."

Aizen: "..."

What the person said made such a good point that he was speechless for a moment.

If he were to switch places with Mayuri Kurotsuchi, he would probably choose a similar approach.

For scientists, the tedious process is simply a way of pursuing truth. It may be dirty and unpleasant, but as long as the result is obtained, the process is not important.

The two followed the Quincy's spiritual pressure all the way into the valley and immediately recognized the Shinigami fighting the Quincy.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, the third seat of the 12th Division.

Strictly speaking, he was still Aizen's superior.

However, due to their different roles, the two rarely interacted and hardly ever exchanged a few words.

On one occasion, Mayuri Kurotsuchi set his sights on Akira Kisaragi, who came to visit him, and attempted to lure her into his laboratory to serve as a lab rat.

This action undoubtedly made Aizen take him to heart.

Encountering this person in the present world is somewhat unexpected.

Purple poisonous gas filled the valley, dimming the light.

Ishida Muneaki attempted to manipulate the flow of spiritual particles to expel the poison from his body.

The good news is that it works; the bad news is that it takes too long to see results.

A disheveled figure limped up in front of him.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was no longer as dashing as before; he was disheveled, his Shinigami uniform was tattered, and his body was covered with numerous lacerations and wounds.

He stared menacingly at Ishida Sogen, a grotesque and cruel smile spreading across his face.

"Don't bother, Drug No. 38 targets the human nervous system."

"It takes effect the moment it is inhaled, and even if you expel all the toxins, it will take a long time to recover."

Upon hearing this, Ishida Sogen frowned and immediately abandoned this pointless action.

Seeing this, Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it!"

"You are the strongest among this group of Quincy. I will prepare the best vessel for you and then explore the unknown territories within you."

"Come with me, your contributions to science will be etched in the annals of history..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's pupils contracted, and he activated Shunpo to dodge away from where he stood.

A spiritual arrow exploded beneath his feet, creating a huge crater.

"This is……"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at the figure in front of him who was entangled and bound by countless strands of spiritual particles, his vigilance rising to its peak.

"A chaotic mess of celestial puppets."

Due to the poisoning, Ishida Sogen's voice was somewhat hoarse. "One of the Quincy's combat spiritual techniques, which allows a Quincy who is unable to move to fight to the very end."

"Come on, Death."

"I will never let you hurt any of my comrades until I am completely defeated!"

Above the valley, the moon shone brightly, as if it had discovered a treasure.

"Sousuke, I want to learn this!"

Aizen: "..."

He didn't understand what this guy was thinking about all day long.

The Quincy's fighting style is completely different from that of the Shinigami.

One manipulates external spiritual particles, while the other utilizes one's own spiritual power.

The effort and time a Shinigami would need to learn the combat spiritual arts of a Quincy would probably be ten or a hundred times greater than that of an ordinary Quincy.

More importantly, does this combat magic actually have any positive effect on you?

Thinking of someone's fighting stance, Aizen became even more silent.

Just as the two were talking, the battle below resumed.

This time, because both sides were prepared, the battle was particularly fierce.

Although Mayuri Kurotsuchi is a researcher, he is still one of the three seats in the team. Even if he is not very proficient in the Slash Fist and Oni Slash, he is still a powerful and heavy fighter.

Of course, this only applies to officials in charge of banquets.

What truly bothered Ishida Sogen was the constant stream of gadgets that Mayuri Kurotsuchi kept pulling out.

Imprisonment, explosives, hidden weapons, potions...

He had to be distracted by Mayuri Kurotsuchi's demonic attacks while also being wary of the various projectiles thrown at him.

More importantly, they also need to protect the Quincy who have fallen around them.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi naturally noticed this as well, and his Kido attack was aimed at the Quincy who was unable to move, a tactic that was extremely dirty.

As a scientific researcher with no moral compass, he had no regard for the lives of his enemies.

Hit by another fireball, Ishida Muneaki was sent flying backward, carving a deep furrow in the ground, with dirt piling up on both sides of his body.

He manipulated the spirit to make it stand up again, his expression slightly somber.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not significant, but unfortunately, he is constrained by many factors and cannot fully exert his strength.

Fortunately, Mayu was severely injured due to the previous sneak attack, and his combat strength was extremely limited.

However, if this stalemate continues, all that awaits them is defeat and destruction.

He wouldn't have had to endure such hardship if the other Quincy hadn't happened to be away.

"Accept this magnificent battle formation!"

After withstanding several waves of attacks from Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Sogen Ishida seized an opportunity, unleashing a surge of spiritual pressure. The silver tubes attached to the spiritual arrows exploded instantly, scattering countless azure light spots around Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

"Holy Devour!"

The high concentration of liquid spiritual particles scattered in the silver tube was ignited by its spiritual pressure, and the enormous light screen instantly engulfed Mayuri Kurotsuchi's body.

The next moment, a terrifying explosion rang out, the deafening roar echoing through the valley, and countless rocks tumbled down the mountainsides on both sides.

When the dust settled, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's body was even more wretched, covered in blood, with large areas of his internal organs exposed, and even his bones were charred and burned away.