In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"Hehehe, ga ga ga squeak squeak—"

From beneath the insect-like mask came a sharp, piercing, and annoying babbling sound, as if it could penetrate the eardrum and go straight into the human brain, stirring the pulp and making people feel nauseous.

Until finally, there was a deafening roar:

“All useless!!!”

The surface of the pair of bony sickle arms suddenly condensed into a crimson color. The extremely high concentration of spiritual pressure doubled the solidification of the steel skin that was already difficult to be pierced by swords, forming a substance that was stronger than steel. Then, the pair of sickle arms suddenly broke through the speed of sound and stabbed towards Fujimiya Makoto, making a series of loud sonic booms that merged into one sound.

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto felt that everything around him seemed to have stopped.

The whole body seemed to be immersed in darkness.

Even the movement of his fingertips pressing on the hilt seemed so slow and silent that it was hardly noticeable.

However, his body seemed to be pulled by some sense beyond the five senses. His movements were more natural and smooth than ever before. He pulled out a shallow blow at an extremely fast speed and swung the knife straight ahead.

No charge, no roar, no rage.

It just swung forward in a dull manner.

With just this one strike, all the darkness surrounding him seemed to be torn apart.

His will was implemented into the blade, and for the first time, it truly resonated with his Zanpakutō. A large amount of spiritual energy was poured into it, forming a slash that was extremely sharp and adhered to the surface of the sword.

【Type 1: Breaking Steel】

This name appeared on Fujimiya Makoto's panel.

He walked past the big mantis with light steps, as if he was taking a stroll.

In the shadows behind Fujimiya Makoto.

Yachukas's huge body seemed unconscious as a tiny cut was made from his arms to his chest.

"Clang."

The hilt of the sword collided with the scabbard.

The huge body moved horizontally and fell diagonally from the lower half.

It fell to the ground with a loud bang.

There was a dull sound.

Everyone present stared at this scene in amazement, and fell into silence uncontrollably.

The girl who was protected by the Grim Reapers at the end opened her mouth in shock.

Like I forgot how to speak.

......

[First creation secret technique, self-improvement achieved↑]

[Spiritual Power Level +1]

[Spiritual Power: Fifth Grade, Lower → Fifth Grade, Middle]

[This is incredible! Master Fujimiya and I are killing people together! It’s awesome!]

Chapter 25 Your Mom is Still Your Mom

mountain top.

Kuchiki Ginrei stood on a high place and saw through the ghost path the scenes happening in the small village.

By the time the dozen or so Achukas appeared in the anti-membrane, the expression on the young man's face had changed several times.

The old man stood beside him, also watching quietly.

Seeing the horrific state of the dozens of villagers, Xiumu Yinling subconsciously turned to look at the old man beside him. His originally red eyes subconsciously took on a look of confusion.

"Shogo-sama...do we really need to use so many as bait?"

"They should be..."

What Kuchiki Ginrei wanted to say was 'They are innocent'.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tsunayashiro Shogo.

The old man said calmly, "It's their honor, Yinling."

The expression on Kuchiki Ginrei's face froze.

The heir of the Kuchiki clan, who looks very young, is actually no different from an ordinary teenager now.

They will question authority, but they will also subconsciously blindly believe in authority.

Tsunayashiro Shogo, the head of the five nobles, is obviously one of the authorities in his mind.

Xiumu Yinling did not dare to refute.

However, Tsunayashiro Shogo clearly knew his words wouldn't convince the young man, so he simply said slowly, "Rukoundai is the birthplace of the dead. As the dead, they have made no contribution to Soul Society, nor do they bear the responsibility of regulating the three realms like nobles like us."

"The only purpose of their existence is to plunder spiritual energy, consume it, and then return it to Soul Society upon death."

"Yinling, you need to know."

"Those things are different from us."

"Even if we kill them now, we will just let them skip the spiritual energy consumption and send them directly to reincarnation."

"It's not a sin."

Kuchiki Ginrei had never been to Rukongai before, nor had he heard people around him mention their impressions of Rukongai. This was the first time he heard such words, and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

They are people who look just like us, how can they be just 'things'?

Kuchiki Yinling couldn't understand.

"Ok?"

However, just when he was about to express his doubts, he saw Tsunayashiro Shogo suddenly frowning, the wrinkles on his old face twisted, and he subconsciously revealed an expression of astonishment.

"That woman...could it be?"

Without any hesitation, Tsunayashiro Shogo crossed Kuchiki Ginling and gave the order to the Kidou group behind him: "Immediately destroy any traces of the formation, and the action team will retreat urgently."

"We can't stay here any longer."

"Yes!"

The ghosts didn't need any orders from the little kid Xiu Mu Yin Ling, and responded promptly and decisively.

Only Xiumu Yinling was standing there, with a look of complete confusion on his face.

There were so many things he didn't understand in this Soul Society.

......

If we say that Fujimiya Makoto's battle is a kind of desperate struggle for survival, where he fights for his life in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and tries his best to win.

Then, what Unohana Yachiru faces is a completely different situation.

The figure with snow-white hair and loose long hair just walked towards the direction of the many Hollows as if taking a stroll. He looked completely defenseless and there was not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual pressure around him.

Until he approached the Bull-Headed Daxu who spoke first.

For the Hollows of the 'Achukas' class, as long as they do not have the ability to fight against many alone and survive the brutal fight in the Hueco Mundo alone, they will naturally unite into groups of several or dozens of them as basic units.

In this group, the strongest will be the first to enjoy the prey obtained by other Yachukas in order to become the highest-level "Vastard" as quickly as possible.

In order to establish such a cruel order, the small group naturally needs a leader who is strong enough to maintain order.

Niu Tou Xu, known as 'Anthony', is the leader.

However, from the very beginning, it suddenly stopped in place.

like a statue.

"Hey! Anthony!"

Yachukas scratched his face with his claws, already unable to contain his desire for the delicious spirit seed. However, he was still in awe of Anthony's strength and screamed:

"Why are you suddenly motionless?"

Unohana Yachiru heard the voice and turned to look over there.

Almost at the same time as the sound was uttered, in full view of the dozen or so great hollows, a sudden "ripping" sound was heard on the huge body surface of the bull-headed hollow that was very close to Mao Zhihua.

Then, the giant body that was more than ten meters long slowly split to both sides along the vertical crack in the center of the bull-head mask, and then the neck, torso, and tail - including the soup and water, were perfectly divided into two halves.

With a dull thud, he collapsed to the ground.

In an instant, even Yachukas, who had been the most reckless and crazy, shut up at this shocking scene.

They are aware of Anthony's strength, and they are also aware of their own strength.

In that instant, they didn't even see when the woman drew her knife.

The eerie silence lasted for nearly a minute.

Unohana Yachiru turned his head and scanned the surrounding Achukas from left to right, like looking at fish on a chopping board. A scornful smile curved the corners of his lips.

"Trash fish."

The mature woman's tone of voice was completely devoid of the high-pitched voice that sounded very girlish. Instead, it was a straightforward statement, as if she were reciting an official document.

Just these words immediately angered all the Yachukas in front of him.

After becoming virtual, there is no such thing as "reason" in their brains. The only wisdom they have is just a tool for survival. As for restraint and patience, they seem like a joke.

"It's a Zanpakutō!"

"The Zanpakutō of the God of Death has special abilities."

It seemed that someone among the Yachukas had finally discovered some important secret, and they roared out in a tone that was almost a roar, as if such a fact could embolden them.

In fact, they are all very clear.

What truly arouses their deepest greed is the terrifyingly huge amount of spiritual power represented by this powerful strength - this represents the hope of evolution.

And, a fact that no one wants to admit...

They may not be able to escape.

"hold head high--!!!"

The iconic low roar of Daxu sounded at the same time.

Dozens of Achukas rushed towards Unohana Yachiryu almost at the same time.

The terrifyingly huge bodies of those giant beasts formed a very visually impactful contrast with the petite figure of the woman. Dozens of them stacked together looked like a tsunami that was about to swallow up a small castle built on the beach.

Until a smile slowly appeared on Unohana Yachiru's face.

Her slender white fingers pressed on the hilt of the knife and pulled it out inch by inch at a steady speed.

The mirror-like blade reflected the hysterical and almost crazy performance of the Yachukas.

However, at the moment the blade was swung.

Everything just stopped.

Unohana Hachiryu walked past these giant beasts with light steps. The scene of the two beasts facing each other looked like a goddess walking against the galloping horses.

But every step she took was accompanied by blood.

All the Achukas that leaped past Unohana were like an elephant that had collided head-on with a dense laser net—splattered blood, large, clearly torn pieces, vivid wails, and shattered bone masks.

All kinds of things flew in the air, forming a large scattered impact chain, splashing onto the ground around Unohana.

Not only those who were in the front, but also those Achukas who were instigating their companions to die and taking the opportunity to escape into the cracks in Hueco Mundo were cut in two by a sword swung from a distance.

Achukas, who was able to dominate the Great Hollow Forest and even the entire Lower Hollow Mundo and was revered as the king by countless Gillians, was even more fragile than a baby in front of Unohana Yachiru.

There is no enemy that can match him.

After doing all this, the woman seemed to have enough time to return to the village and watch Fujimiya Makoto swing the last knife.

Just as Fujimiya Makoto was about to lift his tail while sheathing his sword, he suddenly felt a cool little hand touching his head.

Unohana Yachiru gently rubbed his long hair, and seemed to be a little satisfied: