In Soul Society, love and bond begin

The only way for Yachukas to reach the final level is to continue devouring their own kind.

Moreover, if we don’t evolve, we will degenerate.

"Click click click..."

Fujimiya Makoto looked in the direction of the voice.

A Shinigami standing next to him gritted his teeth, and the hand holding Asado was trembling slightly.

"Protect the Normal School to the death!"

Even though people are in such a state, they are still shouting slogans.

Loyal! Sincerity!

Instead, Unohana raised her head and looked at the Achukas chatting in the sky. Her expression, which had been somewhat interested just now, gradually drooped.

If I had to describe that expression in a more vivid way.

Probably...

That's it?

Mao no Hana Hachimanru's eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

"What a boring trick."

"Lord Unohana?"

Before the Shinigami in front could ask, Unohana Yachiru had already slowly stepped out of the crowd, put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and drew out a shallow sword.

Walk straight ahead.

"Follow!"

Fujimiya Makoto knew very well who would be the safest person to follow in this situation, and he immediately took a step forward.

Before he could take a few steps.

Suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

As the other Great Voids in the sky shouted, a bone sickle several meters long had already fallen from above, and was about to smash the head of the Death God in front.

Fujimiya Makoto's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Raise your hand to strike lightly and block with your horizontal arm.

"clang--"

The bone sickle and the shallow fight clashed, and fierce sparks erupted.

Fujimiya Makoto's mind went blank.

This force...? !

Even though he was prepared, the huge force still swept his body away, and he flew dozens of meters away with a whoosh.

"Boom!"

He fell into a thatched hut not far away.

Everyone looked at it intently.

It was a Yachukas with a snake-like body standing upright, its hands shaped like mantis blades. Its mask was an inverted triangle covering its entire head, and its voice was even more piercing:

"Hee hee hee--"

"Then these ones here belong to me!"

The time it was still roaring was enough for the other death gods behind it to prepare.

Four of them raised their hands and shouted simultaneously:

"O mask of flesh and blood, O myriad forms, O one who flutters his wings, O one who bears the name of man! Carve the twin lotuses upon the wall of blue fire! Wait in the distant firmament for the abyss of fire!"

"United Ghost Path."

"——The Seventy-Three of the Broken Path: Twin Lotuses and Blue Fire Falling!"

As the four shouted in unison, the vigorous spirit particle fireballs continued to gather in the air in the shape of stars. The complete chanting and the joint guidance of multiple people enabled them to unleash the full power of this high-level ghost attack, forming an extremely blazing ghost fire.

"Rumble--"

The sudden burst of fireworks covered the entire body of the Great Void. The blazing sparks could almost ignite everything within a radius of dozens of meters. Even those standing nearby could feel the distinct burning sensation.

The pink-haired girl hiding behind the crowd covered her ears, her eyes lighting up.

Amazing!

This thought just flashed through my mind.

A bone sickle suddenly swept out from the smoke, and the sharp tip tore through the bodies of several people in the blink of an eye. The shallow hands that blocked the sickle were as crispy as biscuits, and a crackling sound of bones breaking rang in the ears.

"Weak, weak, weak, weak!"

“It’s totally useless!”

The Yachukas roared with laughter.

In the blink of an eye, several Yuanliu Death Gods were split in two.

The second-level Great Hollow is something that these ordinary Death Gods can never deal with.

However, faced with this horrific scene, these Elemental Death Gods continued to charge forward, screaming.

The relationship between the God of Death and the Hollow is one of life and death.

Fujimiya Makoto rushed out from the ruins, his figure pulling out a straight line from the smoke, his fists and spiritual energy surging, suddenly bursting out like a tide.

“One bone!!”

The heavy punch landed and hit the opponent's suddenly raised bony arm, making a crisp bone-breaking sound. Spider-web-like cracks spread out and turned into fine lines.

[Boxing +10]

Immediately afterwards, Fujimiya Makoto turned the sword in his hand over, held it upside down in his palm, and stabbed it towards the crack that was created by the smash.

"laugh!"

The blade penetrated.

But because of the layer of 'steel skin' on the surface of the body, it was stuck in the middle.

So hard? !

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes widened.

"hold head high--"

The intense pain caused the Yachukas to let out a low wail, and as it raised its left arm, it threw Fujimiya Makoto away along with the sword.

A dark tear appeared under the mask.

Empty bullet.

Fujimiya Makoto adjusted his body in mid-air, and the sword in his hand simply deflected to one side, immediately deflecting the spirit ball away.

"boom!!"

Fireworks exploded in the center of the village, stirring up a dancing wind.

Before he could stop, he saw that the Yachukas had already taken him as the main target and flew out.

The pair of huge and sharp mantis bone arms were like a pair of long swords that were dozens of times the size of an ordinary person's. They were extremely powerful and swift at the same time, and the sword strokes were so dense that ordinary people couldn't even see them clearly.

Fujimiya Makoto could only cope with it reluctantly.

[White teeth, white teeth! You're about to be stabbed into a meat skewer by the giant mantis's weird thing!]

[Slashing Technique +5]

"No! You can't put that weird thing in your body. Your head will become weird!"

[Slashing Technique +5]

"Do you know how to fight? That's not how you fight! Attack him from all three directions, Master Fujimiya!"

[Slashing Technique +5]

A series of cutting technique prompts sounded.

Although it was not as exaggerated as the battle with Unohana, it was enough to show that the gap between the two was not small.

In fact, a Hollow of Achukas's level is no longer a level that ordinary Death Gods can fight against.

Putting aside the rest, the layer of 'steel skin' covering their bodies alone was not something that Fujimiya Makoto could penetrate, and wanting to chop off an entire limb like he would an ordinary Hollow was simply wishful thinking.

"How can I swing the sword with greater power?"

Fujimiya Makoto was struggling to swing the blade, but the pressure was increasing as his strength faded.

Any of his strikes on the hard bones could only leave scattered marks.

Until, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed the large mark that was smashed through by "One Bone".

"Why do you separate bone fighting and swordsmanship?"

Unohana's question suddenly rang in his mind.

That’s what it meant.

Bone beating is not a specific technique, but a manifestation of the sublimation of the combination of spirit and will.

He can be a fist, a foot, or even a sword!

If that's the case, then if I could just extend this feeling to the knife...

Just recalling that suggestion, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly had an idea in his mind.

【Swordsmanship: Level 8↑】

【Boxing: Level 6↑】

[Unohana's mother saw through your problem right away, Master Fujimiya!]

[When you come back, be sure to throw yourself into Unohana's arms and act like a spoiled child, and thank her mother Unohana with all your heart!]

Two prompts sounded on the panel at the same time.

However, Fujimiya Makoto no longer had the heart to pay attention.

"clang--!"

The bone sickle and the shallow strike bounced back, making a crisp metallic sound.

Fujimiya Makoto followed this huge force and his straw sandals slid along the ground for more than ten meters.

The original shallow punch that was held with one hand was changed to a tight grip with both hands.

An inexplicably familiar feeling rose from deep within his heart, and the sword in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body at that moment.

wrong.

It should be said that it is a part of his soul.

Even though it's very sexy.

The moment I realized this.

A slight glow suddenly appeared on the surface.

Carried out his will.

"Hush-huh-"

Breathe in, breathe out.

Fujimiya Makoto stopped.

In his field of vision, there was only the Yachukas that was so close to him, and everything else no longer mattered.

"It hurts, boy!"

"But...are you finally desperate?"

"Still going to fight?"