The God of Death in American Comics

The golden and greasy donuts seemed to be particularly in line with Ohmaeda's taste. Seeing the expression of enjoyment on his face, Ye Feng thought of yesterday's scene.

Time goes back to one day ago, Brooklyn Apartment 22.

In Ye Feng's consciousness space.

"You said these bubbles contain the soul of the God of Death?" Ye Feng asked, pointing to the bubbles all over the world.

"Well, if you choose to summon the Shinigami, the soul here is very suitable." The Zanpakutō, whose whole body was shrouded in robes, nodded.

"Didn't you say that these bubbles are the souls sealed by your ability?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"What I'm saying is that it's only Kilian, the rest is caused by it." The weak Zanpakutō pointed at the white light ball in the space.

Ye Feng thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was the case.

"What should I do?" Ye Feng asked.

"Didn't you see the summoning teaching in there?" Weak Death hinted.

"Yes, yes, I saw him last time, but why didn't you tell me." Ye Feng complained a little.

"Oh, last time you came here to pay attention to the issue of Arrancar, what should I tell you?"

"Ok."

Ye Feng immediately walked to the white jade in the middle and pressed it with both hands.

Directly silently summon the God of Death. ,

Light flashed, and lines of fonts flowed on Ye Feng's retina.

Detect soul.

This was the number of 500500 appearing in front of him. Ye Feng knew somehow that this seemed to be the total amount of Xu he had hunted for so many years.

The soul meets the requirements

Unexpectedly, at this time, the retina began to flash and an error occurred.

Ye Feng's consciousness space also began to shake irregularly.

The Zanpakutō, whose whole body was covered in robes, watched the light flash in the distance, and Ye Feng's body was wrapped in the light of white jade.

He looked up and murmured, "Is the world's will?"

But before it could make any move, a very fine ripple emanated from the white jade.

The consciousness space stopped shaking instantly.

"Haha, it seems to be a blessing. I almost forgot that this is also an indescribable existence." The blue eyes under the black robe flickered and looked at the white jade in the space.

But Ye Feng didn't see this scene. He just felt his body shake, but it returned to normal immediately.

The words on the retina also changed.

The spatial confusion began to reorganize the memory data.

A window suddenly appeared in front of me.

"What the hell is this?" Ye Feng was still in a daze.

Please reorganize the memory data of Death.

Ye Feng made me feel it with my mind uncertainly.

Unexpectedly, the two words Ye Feng was thinking suddenly appeared in the window on his retina.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he quickly controlled his thoughts to delete the word "let me".

After thinking for two minutes, he wrote directly on the window that Hirashima Yefeng is everyone's god and belief. The summoned god of death must listen to Hirashima Yefeng.

But before Ye Feng could finish writing, a line of text appeared.

If it does not comply with the memory rules, please regroup according to the memory cognition of the God of Death.

Well, isn’t this wrong? Ye Feng thought about it and deleted it all.

Death's memory cognition, is it?

Yes, there are no beliefs or gods in the Soul Society. The ruler of the three realms in the Death World is the Spirit King, and that vegetative being is.

Thinking of this night, Feng Mao suddenly became enlightened and started editing in the window on the retina again.

An hour later, Ye Feng exited the space of consciousness and silently recited a few chants in the room. The white light converged in the body and reached the tip of the index finger of his right hand.

Pointing forward, a white firefly-like spark floated to the side on the fingertip.

After flying slowly for 3 seconds, the white fireflies suddenly exploded and turned into stars scattered around.

At this time, the spirits in the room began to vibrate in sequence.

In the air, where the white particles had exploded, a crack began to appear, and then began to expand in the blink of an eye.

A traditional Japanese window door suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's room.

The door opened, and traces of white smoke came out.

A fat man wearing a purple-tie Shiba uniform carefully looked left and right while slowly walking out, one hand still holding the Zanpakutō tightly at his waist.

"Bah bang, welcome, welcome." In the room, Ye Feng's clapping hands gradually stopped when he saw the other party.

At this time, the fat man also turned his head.

The two looked at each other in silence for two seconds.

"You, you, you," the fat man's eyes flickered slightly for a few times, and then he suddenly took two exaggerated steps back.

Although Ye Feng was panicking, he still calmed down and looked at the other party quietly.

Perhaps it was the fusion of the will of the world. Ye Feng felt that the summoned Death was an entity, which meant that it was an existence, not a spirit body. He didn't know if this would have any impact on the other party.

"You are the spokesperson of the Soul King in this world," Oh Maeda asked with some uncertainty.

"Omaeda Kichiyo, deputy captain of the nd Division of the Gotei th Squadron, and captain of the nd Police Covert Mobile Division, from a noble family, father." These things seemed to appear inexplicably directly in his mind when the other party appeared. In his mind, Ye Feng read smoothly.

After a while.

"Really, sir, sir?" Omaeda asked incredulously, as if he had just relaxed his vigilance at this moment.

Ye Feng nodded. "You should also understand the specific situation. There are only two of us coming to this world now. Our mission is very heavy. What's your expression?" Ye Feng was halfway through saying that he noticed the person opposite him. The big fat man looked aggrieved.

In fact, there is no spokesperson for the Spirit King at all. Everything was caused when Bai Yu edited his memory.

Opposite me, Omaeda said with a tactful expression, "Sir, I still have some family business in Soul Society, and Captain Zhanfei has been very lazy recently. I am handling many chores in the team. So, Sir, can you please help me?" ".

The meaning is obvious, this guy obviously wants to run away.

Ye Feng shook his head and directly cut off the other party's thoughts, "No, and you can't go back. Try feeling the communications from the Technology Development Bureau of Division ."

Ohmaeda pressed the badge on his left arm.

Two minutes later, a drop of cold sweat ran down Omaeda's fat face.

Sure enough, there was no response from the badge, and his strength didn't seem to be suppressed, he was at his peak.

You must know that Soul Society stipulates that when entering the human world, the deputy captain or above must suppress one-third of the spiritual pressure in the body.

And in my body, I, I, was given by Lord Soul King, Oh Maeda seemed to have thought of something, and nodded silently.

But after thinking for a few seconds, Ohmaeda Kichiyo instantly put on an expression that looked like her dead father and mother.

"Sir, what should we do? We can't go back." Embarrassed.

"Remember, my name is Pingdao Yefeng. You can call me whatever you want. You don't need to call me "sir", otherwise it will be inconvenient. Then I will tell you about the general situation of this world and our current environment." Ye Feng changed his name. gave a slightly serious expression.

ten minutes later.

"Ah, it looks like this, my dormitory, my factory, my big bed." After listening to Ye Feng's introduction, Ohmaeda had a new understanding of the world.

"Okay, we have them all, don't worry yet." Ye Feng comforted, "I will introduce Tilowska and Little Baker to you later."

"Is that the experimental one who is weak?" Oh Maeda didn't know when, but when he heard Tiroska's name, he put on a solemn expression.

"Well, maybe you can tell something." Ye Feng nodded.

However, Ye Feng did not expect that after meeting Tiroska, Omaeda Kichiyo said a few words to the other party, and made the other party look like a loser and kept serving him.

As for Little Baker, when he saw Oh Maeda, he was frightened by him and ran directly to his room to hide, making the big fat man laugh.

That's what happened. Ye Feng used Bai Yu to change the memory of the summoned god of death, so that at least the other party would not feel so abrupt after coming to this world and seeing him.

And according to Bai Yu, if Ye Feng dies, these summoned gods of death will be directly re-sealed in Bai Yu.

The memory was brought back, and he looked at Omaeda Kichiyo who was eating donuts.

Ye Feng couldn't help but interrupt and said, "I just saw someone at the door who could be regarded as monitoring us."

"Yeah, it's delicious." The chubby Omaeda Kichiyo just twitched her ears, but didn't seem to hear, and just kept eating.

But he still generously threw two to his servant, Tiroska.

"Hey, are you listening to me?" Ye Feng asked with a sigh.

"Ah, no water," Omaeda Kichiyo's eyes suddenly bulged, and he beat his chest with one hand, shouting uncomfortably.

Looking at the big fat man who seemed to be choking, Ye Feng had already begun to wonder if he was the God of Death.

It felt like I had summoned a bastard.