Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Ru Yueming's face turned bright red as she desperately manipulated the dark figure, attempting to pour it into the bell on the offering table.

"Soyousuke..."

An immense spiritual pressure crashed down, like a mountain torrent collapsing, and was unleashed wantonly within the execution ground.

The dark figure was bound by this terrifying spiritual pressure, completing the final step, and completely disappeared into the bell.

A single, jet-black eye slowly emerged from Yu Ling's body...

To be honest, I'm really not good at writing tragedies.

In the official novel, although Mole City is extreme, he is also quite pitiful. He watched his entire family being killed and his closest sister died in front of him. Looking at the entire Bleach series, there is no character more tragic than him. Therefore, I gave him a slightly better ending, with a little bit of personal bias.

P.S.: To clarify, Mimihagi is the right hand of the Soul King, and his authority is "stillness." His interaction with Ukitake will be discussed later.

Chapter 34 A single disagreement, and I'll stab you in the ribs.

The person who had accomplished all of this lay sprawled on the ground like a dead fish.

It was breathing more air than it was exhaling, looking like it was about to die.

"This time, we've suffered a huge loss."

Having finally recovered, Ru Yueming said with considerable regret:

"Back in the Rebellious Bone District, performing such a high-level sacrificial ceremony would have earned at least ten thousand or eight thousand rings."

"Not only did we do it for nothing this time, but we also lost a bell, two incense sticks, and a royal coin. It's a complete loss."

Aizen glanced at the guy expressionlessly and said calmly:

"You were the one who acted on your own initiative, and you're the one who's now regretting it and feeling heartbroken."

“If I hadn’t been there just now, the sacrificial ceremony wouldn’t have been able to be completed at all, and you yourself would have been affected.”

"Don't you ever have a reliable moment?"

Upon hearing this, Ru Yueming frowned, a thoughtful expression appearing on her face.

Just when Aizen thought this guy had turned over a new leaf, he heard a decisive and forceful reply:

"no!"

Aizen: "..."

Suppressing the urge to slash someone's head, he turned his gaze into the distance.

The wailing continued, and the extreme grief was easily discernible in the sounds.

From now on, Shizushiro Souya would truly be all alone.

The pain I experienced in my childhood is now playing out again before my eyes.

The helplessness I felt as a child remains completely unchanged.

He has now become one of the dozen or so strongest Shinigami in Soul Society, yet he still cannot bring back his sister's life.

Whether one is strong or not is of no use in the face of such a life-or-death separation.

Even someone as powerful as Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni could not change this reality.

Shi Cheng Shuang was also immersed in pain and could not extricate herself.

At the execution ground.

Aizen's eyes twitched as he watched Akira stuff the offering table into his crotch. Even though he had seen it many times before, he still couldn't understand why this guy had such a perverse sense of humor.

"Are you planning to give the bell directly to Mochishiro Souya?"

"How is that possible?" Ru Yueming's eyes widened, and she shook the bell proudly. "This is a sacred object that I painstakingly obtained, using countless divine powers."

"With my devout faith in Lord Mimihachi..."

"Do I need to pay more?" Aizen asked helplessly.

Ruyueming grinned and said, "The one who truly understands me is Souyousuke."

…………

After an unknown amount of time, the wailing gradually subsided, and Shi Cheng Shuang reappeared at the execution ground.

The execution ground had returned to its usual tranquility.

When he came before Akira and Aizen again, Kenpachi Yashiro had taken back his cold mask and was even more stern.

It's like a section of an iceberg that has never melted.

"Although there was a slight mishap, thank you very much, Ruyueming."

Zhicheng Shuang is also a very principled person.

He was fully aware that his behavior was very offensive.

Neither Akira nor Aizen should be involved in such matters.

But at the Zenjō-ji Temple area.

As Yueming's ritualistic method directly revived the deceased, it stirred up ripples in his originally peaceful state of mind once again.

If possible, I would like to see you even just once more.

With this in mind, he activated the power of the Rain Dew Pomegranate, creating a clone that appeared in the temporary dormitory and made his request.

Despite not having much hope, they still brought them to this execution ground where the pain was buried.

Fortunately, Ru Yueming did not disappoint him.

However, since we're already involved, we might as well tell the two of them the original plan and hear their opinions.

"Regarding Shanding Temple..."

Mole City Shuang also calmly said, "Actually, it's a pilot project for me."

"What do you mean?"

Ru Yueming did not understand why he looked up.

Then, Shiro Sōya coldly stated his thoughts:

"Transform all the residents of Rukongai, grant them the ability to annihilate Hollows, and finally storm into Hueco Mundo."

"The Zenjoji incident was just the beginning."

"My next step is to report this plan to Room 46, and then we'll implement it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shiro Sōya suddenly noticed a subtle change in the expression of Ruyue Ming, whom he called his benefactor.

"The Rukongai you mentioned, you don't mean it includes the Reikoku Ward, do you?"

Mole City Shuang nodded without changing his expression, admitting:

"It's natural."

"It will take a lot to annihilate the group of voids..."

bass--

The sound of a blade being drawn interrupted Souya Azashiro's rambling.

Aizen was taken aback to find that Akira was behaving in a completely unfamiliar way, one he had never seen before.

The unrestrained spiritual pressure surged wildly, swirling around the silver-white blade.

His face was so calm that no emotion could be detected whatsoever. The boy's transformation from playful to extreme took only a moment.

"You should know."

"I come from the local shrine in the Rebellious Bone District..."

As the blade in Ruyueming's hand gleamed with a dangerous light, "That's my home."

Shi Cheng Shuang also nodded slightly:

"I know."

"but--"

"Sacrificing oneself for the greater good—isn't that what a true Grim Reaper should do?"

A dazzling flash of sword light and an invisible spiritual pressure collided in the air, sparking and illuminating two expressionless, utterly calm faces in the darkness.

"Fuck you, Grim Reaper..."

An extremely violent sword attack unfolded instantly, like a sudden storm, rushing towards us.

Invisible spiritual particles gathered in the air, transforming into countless blades of light to block the incredibly swift slashes.

Swastika, rain and dew pomegranate!

By fusing one's own spiritual particles with those contained within other living or non-living things, one can then manipulate them at will.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shiro Souya's eyes.

Although his Bankai has merged with the entire Seireitei's spiritual particles, enabling him to monitor everything that happens in this space.

However, there is a limit to how much the brain can process information.

Therefore, Shiro only observes the parts that he cares about.

Places like the Spirit Arts Academy aren't worth his too much attention.

Therefore, he was extremely surprised when he witnessed Ru Yueming's outburst.

I never imagined that such a fierce side was hidden beneath that carefree exterior.

Even when facing an existence many times stronger than himself, he still dared to draw his sword to protect everything he cherished.

Kisaragi-kun, you have far surpassed me.

A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared on the corners of Mochishiro Sōya's mouth.

Asuka gripped her Zanpakuto tightly, her gaze icy, falling like a sharp blade upon the figure in front of her.

He didn't care about the difference in strength.