[Reaper Lanping] Dark River

"That, is it a hell butterfly?"

The white butterflies flying over lightly attracted the boy's attention.Those inorganic gray pupils stared closely at the flying white butterflies.

The brown-haired man raised his hand, and the butterfly stayed on his fingertips for a moment, then disappeared into a spirit in mid-air and flew away.He lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes covering the fluctuations in his light brown eyes.

"No," Aizen put down his hands very naturally and smoothly, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the young man holding a simple and simple knife in front of him, with a relaxed expression on his face, "the hell butterfly you mentioned should refer to black. You can buy two hundred ordinary butterflies with a penny in the Lingting Court, right?"

This is of course different.Also being a leader in science in the ghost world, this white butterfly may only be known to him, Urahara and Nirvana and can be used smoothly.Use your own spiritual power to condense what you saw a few minutes ago, from perception to thoughts, will be recorded by the white butterfly made of spiritual power.

"I don't care if it's a hell butterfly or not," the young man seemed to maintain his usual indifference, but he couldn't help showing a mocking smile in his eyes, "They must have told you that Mako Hirako was in that empty nest." It's gone, isn't it?"

"Oh?" Aizen smiled, "So what?"

Yu Zuoming looked at the school wrapped in purple anti-film in the distance, and finally couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips: "Aren't you going to save him?"

"The captain doesn't need me." He shook his head, not even giving the direction of the school from the corner of his eyes.

Hearing something funny, Yu Zuoming snorted contemptuously: "What, isn't it true that you are following him, Mako-kun, Mako-kun, are you having a good time?"

I don't know whose blood dripped slowly from his shoulder.The dark red blood droplets reflected the entire scene of Karakura Town, as if the city had been covered in blood, which made people feel cold and terrifying; but the warm blood was still flowing continuously, soaking the clothes of the wounded , to smudge on the fabric.

"Is this okay?" Misaki casually pointed to the bleeding wound on Aizen's shoulder with his index finger: "I don't have a knife by my side, but I will kill you."

It seemed that he wasn't the one who was injured, and he couldn't feel the pain. Ai Ran still stood there calmly: "Even if you say that, I can't rush to get the mirror flower and water moon."

"It's a pity." Misaki shook his head, but he seemed more and more cheerful, "But if you hold that knife, I might not have the chance to kill you."

Aizen raised his eyes and looked at the confident boy.

"But——I'll ask you one last time, Aizen Soyousuke."

It's just light gray eyes, thickened by madness and killing intent, like dark clouds covering the sea before a storm.

"Surrender to me, or be killed by me, you choose yourself—the sinner of the soul world, Aizen Soyousuke!"

Aizen also laughed.

"……Interesting."

The snake head rushed straight at him.Pingzi raised the knife, barely blocked Xu's impact, but he was still being hit and kept moving backwards. Because of the sudden impact on the concrete floor of the roof, all the places where Pingzi's feet stepped were sunken, and he was forced like this all the time. , leaning his back against the railing of the roof, and the railing was making an ominous creaking sound at the moment.

But this second is enough, Pingzi disappeared in front of Daxu, then appeared above it, and slashed down fiercely.However, this time Da Xu also opened his mouth, and forced his sharp teeth to resist his blade.The pupils in the man's golden brown eyes constricted, feeling very unbelievable.

It was actually blocked——at the time of the first blow, he obviously couldn't react.He slashed downwards with all his strength, and his speed was already astonishing.In the eyes of Xia Li and Qianhe, after he was hit by the railing of the roof, within half a second, he was already slashing downwards and came to the top of Daxu's head.

Why?Its reaction became faster?What about the head he chopped off just now? Is it a hallucination?

He missed a hit, and dodged sideways to go around Xu's back - the head he had just chopped off had already healed, and rushed towards him.

In other words, just the head and neck are already so huge; Pingzi only thought for a moment in his mind how huge the whole body of the head would be.The sky between the two heads, even though there was no trace of being cut just now, was shaken by its impact and elongation just now.

He was running above the sky, deciding on his tactics in just a second.Facing Xu who was rushing again, and being pinched on both sides at the same time, his free hand drew a semicircle in front of him, and at the same time cast a ghost way: "78 of the broken way, cut Hualun!"

The spiritual power around him turned into a colorless blade, and as he swung his hand, he slashed towards Xu's head. As he turned around, the gray windbreaker also formed an extremely elegant arc in the air; A perfect circle, under the full power of Zhan Hualun, the heads of the two Xus were only repelled, not to mention the wounds, not even a trace was left on Da Xu's mask.

"Damn it, it's really not..."

Half of what he wanted to complain was swallowed back abruptly by himself.Now he couldn't help becoming irritable.Judging from the number of those small snake heads that were only as thick as arms, this size is astonishing. I don't know how many virtual heads can swallow my own with one mouth without any effort.According to his speculation, what Mr. Hitsugaya met that day, although it wasn't the arm-sized ghost, it shouldn't be the one in front of him either.

Flying to the top of Xu's head, close to the black cavity, he gritted his teeth, and pulled off his mask; pointed the blade at the place where the two snake-shaped bodies overlapped, and red ghosts gathered in front of him stand up.

I'm really sorry for this school, and I don't know what to do with the repair costs later.

The flashes gathered in front of him, and then the red flashes were like huge light cannons, aimed at Xu's head.No matter how many virtual heads there are, as long as they are decomposed into spirit particles with one blow, they will not regenerate, right?

"go to hell."

The indifferent and deep voice, with Xu's unique hoarse echo, seemed to ring in the ears of Qianhe and Xia Li.

"That is……"

Qianhe clasped her chest tightly with her hands, looking at the fighting man above.The eyes that have been strengthened with spiritual power can clearly see that the eyes that are usually full of sarcasm, gentleness or comfort are filled with coldness and tyranny.

This man is enjoying such a battle.

She swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down her back.The power of this man—and the Hollow he was fighting with—…

Both girls were paying attention to the battle above the sky, only Jinghua Shuiyue focused on the man who was subdued by the Liuzhang Light Prison.The man seemed to have fainted at this moment because of the strong spiritual pressure outside.She couldn't help frowning, because she was in the enchantment, so she was not very sure; at this moment, because of the enchantment, the spiritual pressure was isolated a lot, but the sober people in the enchantment were still strong here. out of breath under the pressure.

When she looked into the eyes of the two girls again, Xia Li's eyes were full of complexity.Has she seen her brother's blur?Jing Hua Sui Yue didn't remember what she herself had; however, what filled Amami Chizuru's eyes was utter fear, not only fear of the huge void above, but also fear of Hirako Mako.

The whispers of death emanating from under the white mask really make people feel that he is nothing different from nothing.At that time, facing Mako Hirako like this, even her master had such complicated emotions in his heart for a second.

After the red false flash bombardment, Hirako's chest heaved violently, looking at the thick smoke below.The spiritual pressure still exists, and it hasn't even been weakened... What kind of monster is this in the end!

"whispering sound."

What should I say, is the soul of a living person different?

At the same time of blurring, a lot of sympathy and justice as the god of death have also been lost.While smacking her tongue and lamenting how tough her opponent is, on the other hand, because of the strength of her head, she instead aroused the side of her heart that desires to destroy.

After defeating that guy for the second time, he even became a lot more anxious, didn't he?

We can't wait for the smoke to dissipate now, the false flash just now should have seized some opportunities, and he can take advantage of this time to cause substantial damage to this monster no matter what.The slender fingers closed and opened again: "Tianlan!"

The whirlwind blows away the smoke and dust, and the roof below has been severely damaged, and the two virtual heads hanging down from the black cavity are lying on the ground.One of them stopped moving, and the other was still twitching slightly.If you look carefully, the masks of the two virtual snake heads are subtly different.But now is not the time to think about this, Hirako lowered his eyes, held the handle of the knife with his backhand, and rushed towards Xu below in a Zangqie posture.From this angle, he can also clearly see the expressions of the people outside the film: Hitsugaya stared at him in shock as if unable to speak, so did Rangiku, Kisuke's expression was blocked by the brim of the hat, and Ishida He and Orihime both looked at themselves worriedly.

What to worry about, what to worry about.

The gaze finally fell on Xiaotao's face, and the worry above was clearly evident, and there was even a glimmer of water in her eyes.Why are you so worried? It's impossible for me to die with such bad luck.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the tyranny and joy shining in his golden eyes were covered by a touch of mockery and helplessness; relying on instinct, Hirako swung fiercely towards Xu below.Huge smoke rose again, blocking sight.Countless fine dust particles flew past his cheeks—at this moment, the same uneasiness enveloped him as before.

"Anymore?"

An indifferent and impatient voice came out from under the mask.

Cut off one as soon as it comes, and that's it-

Breaking through the smoke, the expressions on the faces of the people who were worried or shocked just now changed to the same expression.

fear.

The more shocking howl resounded through the sky than before, and even Hirako felt like his eardrum was almost split.In the long screaming sound, the huge crack in the sky finally completely cracked; the barrier covering Qianhe, Xiali and Youzi shattered in an instant, Qianhe and Xiali were directly pressed on the ground and could not get up, even Jinghuashuiyue showed discomfort look.

The masked man turned around in shock and stood on the edge of the barrier.From the spiraling cracks, something even more terrifying colossus suddenly fell.

"┡━━╉╂━━━━━——!!!!"

An unknown roar resounded through the sky, the smoke dispersed, and Mako Hirako looked down from the top of the barrier, showing shock and fear.

Facing such a huge monster, no matter who it is, it will feel fear.

The snake-shaped virtual hole is located under the body, and the huge body tightly wraps around the entire high school teaching building.The two heads hit by him just now also slowly lifted up, their eyes fixed on him.

The field of vision is trembling, the eyes cannot look away, the pupils are constricted——

This xu is indeed watching him now.A gold richer than his eyes, two eyes, four eyes...

The snake-shaped daixu with eight heads released an eight times stronger spiritual pressure than before.Under such spiritual pressure, let alone moving the body freely like before, even the beating of the heart is extremely difficult.

People outside also felt this powerful spiritual pressure.Urahara lowered the brim of his hat, and suddenly drew out his saber, aiming at the barrier: "Tweet, Hongji!"

The slash easily disappeared on the surface of the anti-membrane without any trace.

Urahara, who had just realized what he had done just now, stared at Hirako above with his chest heaving violently.Seeing Xu's body wrapping around the teaching building tighter and tighter, the building even showed signs of collapsing.And if the anti-membrane is destroyed, will Daxu just run amok through the entire Karakura Town?How many people will die by then?

"Urahara, Mr. Urahara..."

The sleeves were pulled by someone, and when Urahara saw Chisen holding him, his eyes were red, as if he would cry in the next second.However, she still endured it firmly and asked Urahara, "Where's Captain Aizen? I'll go find him!"

"He..."

Urahara frowned, his other hand clenched the hilt of Honghime's knife tightly.

"I don't know where he is."

I couldn't even feel the spiritual pressure, and I sent out the Jubaichou * but there was no reply.Thinking of the difficult Misaki Akira, he also guessed a thing or two about the reason why Aizen didn't come.

"Aizan-kun...you shouldn't be able to escape now."

"Interesting."

Aizen closed her eyes: "Unfortunately, I never thought of surrendering to someone's feet."

Yu Zuoming pointed the tip of the knife at Lan Ran, and also smirked, tilting his head slightly, his broken hair fluttering in the wind: "Obviously you don't have the power of Bengyu, and you don't have your knife by your side, how can you be like this?" Or choose to die... I am very puzzled, did the clever captain of the fifth team who controlled the overall situation in the past become like this after being imprisoned for several years?"

When the two of them were talking, they both kept increasing their spiritual pressure.Aizen still didn't move, and the wound on his shoulder showed no signs of healing.That day, it was because Urahara was by his side, opened the seal for him, and gave him [-]% of Bengyu's power, so he was able to use this part of the power to undo the illusion for Hirako and Toshiro, and the stored power Used to heal wounds.Although I don't know what the sword in Misakaaki's hand is, but after being cut by this sword, the normal answer is that the wound cannot be healed.

"You also know that the normal answering method cannot heal the wound cut by this Amacongyun." Misaki looked at his favorite knife, and Aizen opened his eyes wide.

"A cloud in the sky?"

"Ah, is there anything in the world that you don't know, Aizen-kun?"

No, of course he knows, the legendary magic sword, Amacongyun used by God.According to the records in the Corridor of the Great Soul Book, this sword is not the magic sword taken from the tail of Yamato no Orochi according to human legends, but the sealed magic sword Amancongyun, one of the treasures of the royal family.The person who picks up this Amacongyun will have incomparable strength, but at the same time, he will be infected by Amacongyun's evil spirit and eventually fall.Even the royal family, after getting this sword, never thought of using it.The former Aizen never thought about finding this Amacongyun from time to time, but if this sword is used or stored improperly, it will become a burden, so he gave up looking for this sword.

Why can this young man hold this sword in his hand and stand in front of him without any evil spirit?

What remained on his shoulders was not only the boy's Reiatsu, but also Amamongun's evil spirit, and Urahara didn't seem to know nor thought that the weapon held by the boy would be Amamongun—to be honest, he didn't think about it either. However, it is difficult to heal just as a wound, that's all.

Jinghua Shuiyue also said that the feeling the boy gave her was very similar to herself.

"No, I've already thought of it." Aizen clasped his hands in the pockets of his coat, still showing his trademark expression of ease, "It's very interesting, so I was surprised--be happy, boy, this world can make you happy." There are not many things that surprise me."

Hearing this, the boy's eyes widened in surprise, and then he laughed out loud: "Hahaha! Hahahahaha——you, are you really Aizen Soyousuke? Could it be because you heard your weak and The despicable Zanpakuto said that I am very similar to her! Do you think I was discovered by her on purpose?"

"what?!"

"I'm not Ama Congyun's Sword Soul."

After laughing, Yu Zuoming recovered his gloomy expression, grinned, and said viciously: "It's not wrong that I am Fu Sangshen, but you say I am Amamongyun? It's extremely ridiculous——Amacongyun, this guy, has long been outlawed by me. Devoured!"

The frantic posture was only shown for a second, and Yu Zuoming returned to his usual indifferent look, as if he was not the one who yelled ferociously just now: "You feel it—I know you feel it. Although you are standing here, you Half of his spiritual power is used to detect the situation behind him."

Aizen quietly looked at Misaki who was proud of himself in front of him, but couldn't help worrying about the situation over there.According to his detection, Hirako Mako has entered the anti-membrane and blurred the battle.If he didn't even seriously injure that ghost with a full blow after he blurred it, it means that his condition is very bad.

Tian Congyun, the young man in front of him, and the Xu made according to the legend.

That should be the prototype of Yamato no Orochi.

"In mythology, it's not without reason that people sacrifice a girl to Yamato no Orochi every month." The young man said softly, "That's a ghost, and it's also at the Yachukas level, and every month, It will tear up a person's soul in the body and then eat it. I don't know the reason for doing this—but this Amacong cloud exists to kill this void. And it is also average To put it bluntly, it is at the Yachukas level, but in fact its wisdom is no different from ordinary nothingness, it only has the desire to eat, but it has a Reiatsu that is comparable to Vastord—or even the one you created.”

Suddenly, the boy's figure disappeared in front of his eyes, Aizen turned around, raised his arms to strengthen his coat with spiritual power, and was about to block the blow.

"It's useless."

Suddenly, blood spurted out, Aizen stared at the wound with slightly parted lips; in the blink of an eye, Misaki returned to the original position, bent one leg, put his weight on the other leg, and the knife casually Hanging down, the tip of the knife pointed at the ground, and Aizen's blood was still dripping on it.The bright blade reflected the school covered in purple reflection in the distance.

"Yachi-no Orochi, the concentration of this ghost has been strengthened to the same level as yours. You can control the density of your body at will. You can choose to let people see it, or you can choose to hide it - of course, mine, It hasn't reached that point yet. That idiot Fu Zong thought he could make Xu submit to him after only a few years of domesticating this one, it's ridiculous."

Putting down the bleeding arm covering his chest, Aizen looked at Misaki blankly.

"In that case," the man said softly, his voice was as gentle as if he was still in Mao, and Misaki was just his student, asking him, "After that, what do you plan to do with this head you tamed? Woolen cloth?"

Misaki stared at him, with Aizen's deja vu look in his eyes.That was the look he used to notice whenever he took off his glasses and looked into the gaps in the mirrors.

Among them is undisguised ambition.

"You have stepped into the realm of God, Aizen Soyousuke."

The knife hanging beside him was raised again, and there seemed to be a black evil spirit slowly surrounding the blade.Misaki's smile deepened.

"When I was most bored, I only came up with this idea after listening to your deeds."

"What is it?"

"Aizen Soyousuke, you are a god, but you don't have the heart to be a god, but I'm different." Misaki said slowly, "I'm not a god of death, and I'm not empty. In the long years, I have endured loneliness. It's my only strength."

In Aizen's icy eyes, he seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of being threatened by his eyes, and Mizuaki said loudly: "Kill you, and sit on the throne of God instead of you, how does that sound?"

Gray eyes full of ambition and arrogance met cold brown eyes full of mockery.

"What?" Yu Zuoming asked him darkly, "Are you laughing at me with that look in your eyes?"

"how come?"

Aizen pulled out the hand he had been holding in his pocket, and smirked kindly at him: "I just think it's interesting."

The author has something to say: Gathering white butterflies: creating two designs by myself.White butterfly with condensed spiritual power. The production method is recorded in the corridor of the Great Spirit Book. It condenses what the sender sees and thinks into a white butterfly with spiritual power. The receiver can receive it the moment the butterfly lands on his hand. To what the sender sees and thinks.Only Urahara, Aizen, and Nirvana know this technique and can use it proficiently.