Death: Captain Millennium

Of the captains present, only Kurotsuchi Mayuri hadn't yet made a move. Unlike the others, he had no interest in violence. All he cared about was science and various specimens.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri was seen moving rapidly back and forth in the conference room like a ghost, his hands tightly grasping a dizzying number of test tubes.

He was concentrating on collecting the blood and tissues of the Shinigami from the Tsunayashiro family, because to him, these were undoubtedly extremely precious and superior research materials.

Before long, the elders who had been so high and mighty in the meeting hall had been brutally slaughtered. Looking around, only a handful of people were still standing in the spacious meeting hall. The once slightly crowded hall now seemed incredibly empty and desolate.

A closer look revealed that although the number of people had not decreased at all, all of them, without exception, were lying in a disorderly manner on the freezing cold ground.

Each of them was serene, as if they were deep in sleep, yet this was a long sleep from which they would never awaken. In such freezing weather, they hadn't even thought of covering themselves with warm blankets to protect themselves from the cold, so their physical fitness must have been excellent.

"Is the Tsunayashiro family...completely destroyed just like that?"

Ryusuke stared blankly at the pile of corpses on the ground, muttering unconsciously.

Perhaps from the very beginning, they should not have provoked Lin Yu, the new captain. This man's methods were even more ruthless than Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

"Old man, it's your turn!"

The ground seemed to tremble with every step Kenpachi Zaraki took. His tall and mighty figure, like a moving mountain, approached Tsunayashiro Ryusuke step by step.

On his ferocious face, there was a smile that was uglier than crying, which made people shudder. The gorgeous haori on his body was now stained red with blood, like a terrifying devil that had just crawled out of the blood pool in hell.

"What? Are you scared?"

Kenpachi Zaraki stared intently at the unresponsive Tsunayashiro Ryusuke, his lips curled up slightly in a sneer of disdain. Before he finished speaking, he swung his arm, and the shallow sword in his hand slashed towards Tsunayashiro Ryusuke with a sharp sound of wind.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly jumped out like lightning and blocked Kenpachi Zaraki's fatal blow.

"Homeowner!"

With an anxious cry, a figure stood in front of Tsunayashiro Ryusuke. It was an old man with a hunched body and a wrinkled face, named Tsunayashiro Yuma.

"It turns out to be you, old man. I thought you were dead a long time ago."

Kenpachi Zaraki saw the sudden appearance of Yuuma Tsunayashiro, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. They had met once before in their early years, but he had never expected that after so many years, this old man would still be alive.

"Huh! You're living well, aren't you?"

Tsunayashiro Yuuma retorted without a second thought. A long scar stretched from his forehead to his chin on his weather-beaten face, making his otherwise handsome features appear hideous and terrifying.

Yuma couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the scar, his thoughts instantly drawn back to that painful memory...

"Kenpachi Zaraki! Are you willing to join our Tsunayashiro family? As long as you agree, we will definitely meet all your wishes and needs. Not only that, we can also fully assist you in ascending the coveted position of captain-general!"

Tsunayashiro Yuuma, who still looks young but already shows signs of aging, looks at the captain of the 11th Division, Kenpachi Zaraki, who has just taken office, with a smile on his face, and speaks in a soft and seductive tone.

The Tsunayashiro family originally wanted to infiltrate the Gotei 13, but they couldn't find a suitable breakthrough. After careful consideration, they finally set their sights on Kenpachi Zaraki.

There are two reasons why he was chosen: first, he had just taken up the position of captain of the 11th Division not long ago, and second, because he was born in Rukongai and had no powerful forces to rely on or support him.

If we can successfully win him over as an ally, it will undoubtedly bring many benefits to both sides.

However, what the Tsunayashiro family never expected was that they actually made a fatal mistake when making this decision.

Kenpachi Zaraki is a complete battle maniac! In his eyes, it's either slashing or being slashed, and nothing else can attract his attention or interest. Power, status, wealth... these things are all nothing but clouds in his eyes.

"I reject!"

Kenpachi Zaraki blurted out these three words without hesitation. He didn't even give himself time to think. His decisive attitude seemed to have put an end to this matter completely.

Originally, everyone thought that even if the cooperation could not be achieved this time, at least they could maintain a friendly relationship with each other, and there might be other opportunities in the future.

However, Yuzhen seemed too eager to find a strong supporter for his family, so much so that he completely lost his sense of propriety and patience.

He recklessly touted Kenpachi Zaraki, constantly talking about various benefits and advantages, trying to win his heart with these words. However, he forgot an important fact: the man standing before him was not the kind of person who could be easily influenced.

As expected, as Yuma's words continued to grow, Zaraki Kenpachi's expression grew darker and darker. Finally, unable to contain his rage any longer, he whipped out the Asado from his waist and slashed at Yuma fiercely.

Yuma could never have imagined that Kenpachi Zaraki, who looked so rough and unrestrained, would be so irritable and quick-tempered, and he would start fighting without giving anyone any room to react.

While he was still in shock, the sharp blade had already cut across his cheek, leaving a deep scar in an instant. Blood flowed down the wound, staining half of his face red.

"what!"

With a heart-wrenching scream, Yuma's once handsome features instantly transformed into a hideous, horrific expression. Blood dripped from his face, a deep wound extending from his forehead to his chin, the flesh turned inside out, a horrific sight. All this was caused by that barbaric and rude Kenpachi Zaraki!

"I want you to die!"

At this moment, Yuzhen had completely lost his mind, with only endless anger and hatred in his heart. He stared with bloodshot eyes and roared with gnashing teeth.

However, even he himself found it a bit ridiculous when he said this. With his current strength, defeating Kenpachi Zaraki was simply a pipe dream. He was lucky not to be killed by the opponent in two or three strokes.

Despite this, Yuma still endured the severe pain on his face, tightly gripped his Zanpakuto, and rushed towards Kenpachi desperately.

Unfortunately, his ability was no match for Kenpachi. Kenpachi dodged Yuma's attack with ease.

"The guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Kenpachi snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. Then, he swiftly swung out his shallow strike, and in a flash of cold light, two more sharp slashes followed.

Poor Youzhen was unable to dodge, and two shocking bloody holes suddenly appeared on his body, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Yuma, who had suffered a severe injury, finally regained some consciousness. Looking at the devil-like Kenpachi Zaraki in front of him, an uncontrollable fear surged in his heart.

No longer caring about his face and dignity, he turned around and ran away, stumbling and looking miserable all the way, like a stray dog.

He escaped from the 11th Division in a panic and disappeared from Kenpachi Zaraki's sight.