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"Let me show you!"

"Bankai..."

The moment it heard the first two words, the ape-like Yachukas' eyes widened in shock.

The next moment, his vision was filled with the dark clouds that suddenly gathered in the sky and the golden thunder that descended like a canopy. The spiritual pressure in the young man's body suddenly surged, as if to break through the limits of the entire sky and continuously connected with the thunderclouds in the sky.

The accumulated falling lightning formed a gorgeous curtain, shining in front of the crowd.

Lord Suzuki Chojiro stood in front of these Achukas with his upper body naked. Under the illumination of lightning, he looked like a god descending from heaven.

He extended the tip of his rapier and pointed it at the other party:

"Huang Huang Yan Ling left the palace!"

"..."

All the Yachukas understood something in their hearts.

They seemed to have hit a wall.

In an instant, on the other side of the mountain, dark clouds covered the sky and thunder roared.

The roar of spiritual pressure exploded, resounding through the sky.

......

"Fujimiya-kun, what is that...?"

As if sensing the terrifying spiritual pressure coming from behind that was so overwhelming that it seemed to be breaking through the clouds, Shiba Night Ibis suddenly turned around in astonishment.

Fujimiya Makoto smiled and nodded, "It's Suzube's Reiatsu."

"Don't look at him like that."

"In fact, he is a man personally recognized by Master Genryūsai."

"...I see."

Hearing this, Shiba Night Ibis felt a little relieved and his expression became more cheerful.

However, Fujimiya Makoto was not so optimistic.

Chojiro Suzuki is indeed very powerful.

But as far as he knew, because the power of the strongest lightning-type Bankai was too overbearing, and his spiritual pressure level was insufficient...

The Sparrow Department might not be able to hold out for much longer.

When Fujimiya Makoto thought of this, his heart sank a little.

A little bit regretful.

The only thing to be thankful for was that since they broke out of the previous encirclement, they had encountered a smooth road.

On the entire journey, I didn't even encounter a single group of virtual creatures.

One can't help but feel a little fortunate.

However, the longer this inexplicable security lasts, the more unsettling it becomes.

It was not until they passed a village that Shiba Night Ibis's expression suddenly became serious.

"Cheng!"

"We have to find another way."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him in confusion.

Then, Shiba Night Ibis pointed to the few remaining pieces of linen clothing at the edge of the village, his expression more solemn than ever.

"There was no blood or body parts, only clothes."

"This is... a sign that the spirit is being crushed by a massive source of spiritual pressure."

"The reason we've been able to get through this safely is probably because there's a very powerful Hollow ahead of us."

Fujimiya Makoto's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Yachukas couldn't crush a spirit with his spiritual pressure alone.

As for the Shinigami, there are probably only a few top teachers who can do it - but their control ability will not be that bad.

So......

Almost at the moment this thought arose, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly raised his head towards the front.

Even though he had crossed more than ten spirit miles, he could still feel the presence that was so strong that it burned his skin like a flame.

Simply standing there would cause other beings to self-destruct.

Neither restrained nor indulgent.

Just 'exist'.

This is...Valstrode.

The most advanced Hollow!

Vastod in the distance seemed to have sensed the spiritual perception coming from afar, and turned his head to look behind him in the direction of the gaze.

The sheep's hooves kicked slightly on the soft ground, leaving several clear footprints.

It was a female Vastod whose upper body was that of a human and the lower body was that of an antelope.

She stood there, most of her head encased in a pure white bone mask. Large expanses of snow-colored bone armor had grown from her body. Her arms, waist, and palms were completely covered, leaving only her chest and abdomen, covered in steel, exposed to the air, showcasing her incredibly graceful figure.

In her right hand, she held a giant lance with two conical ends and an exaggerated size.

Just by being swept by that gaze, Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but feel a strong chill in his heart, as if his eyeballs were being pricked by needles.

The next moment, I heard a teasing whisper beside me:

"I haven't been out for a trip for a long time."

"I won't allow you to spoil that gentleman's fun!"

Fujimiya Makoto's whole body tensed up unconsciously. He suddenly pushed Shiba Night Ibis to the other side and crossed dozens of meters in an instant.

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from where the two were standing.

A humanoid figure over five meters tall, covered in earth and rocks, emerged from the ground, and clasped its palms, which were over two meters wide, together fiercely.

The strong wind pressure blew Fujimiya Makoto's long hair, making a rustling sound.

Fujimiya Makoto's gaze was still fixed on the Vastod in the distance, and he trembled slightly.

"Master Shiba."

His voice suddenly became serious, which shocked Shiba Night Ibis who had just stood up. His expression became calm.

"The road ahead,"

"I'll ask you to leave on your own."

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The moment these words fell, Fujimiya Makoto had already drawn the shallow sword from his waist, set up the middle section, and calmly pointed the tip of the blade at the Yachukas that had emerged from the ground in the distance.

"Cheng, I..."

Shiba Night Ibis stood behind him and exclaimed subconsciously.

Fujimiya Makoto turned his back to him and suddenly said:

"Shiba-kun."

"You know what's more important than a person's life?"

Shiba Yeihu was startled and said subconsciously: "It's... two lives?"

"It's responsibility!"

Fujimiya Makoto interrupted this cold joke unhappily.

How could this guy interrupt the solemn atmosphere at a time like this?!

He posed for nothing!

"So, go ahead." Fujimiya Makoto sighed.

"faster."

To be honest, he himself didn't know how long he could hold off a Vastod.

After hearing this, Shiba Night Ibis finally stopped calling.

After taking a last look at his back,

Turned around and left decisively.

The khaki-colored Achukas looked at him quietly and said with a chuckle, "I don't mind if you run away with me."

"As long as you don't disturb that adult from relaxing, no one will care where a little fellow like you goes."

Fujimiya Makoto couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"Really?"

"Then, could you please release your hands from the ground?"

Yachukas's voice suddenly dropped and he looked straight at him.

Almost at the same moment the voice fell, Fujimiya Makoto and the Achukas disappeared at the same time.

Nellielu watched this scene from afar, her lovely face a little dull, but without much human expression.

Obviously, this is a Hollow that has just evolved into a Vasthold and has not yet formed a complete "personality".

Nellielu simply gave a faint order:

"Boucha."

"Don't die."

With a roar that stretched to the extreme, the huge figure of Yachukas, known as 'Bucha', suddenly fell from a high altitude.

"did not ask--"

"question!!!"

The pair of giant hands, whose diameter was much larger than the height of an ordinary person, were like a pair of heavy hammers smashing down from top to bottom, making a very dull vibration sound. The surrounding ground rippled and trembled as if waves were thrown into it by huge rocks.

With just this one punch, the ground farther away seemed to shatter and rise like a living thing, forming a giant wall like a gladiatorial arena, trapping him and Fujimiya Makoto in the center.

Even Fujimiya Makoto was stunned when he saw this strange ability.

Yachukas, who can follow Vastod, is indeed quite capable.

However, it's not enough!

Fujimiya Makoto first withdrew from the direct impact area of ​​the overlapping waves.

When the vibration of the ground slowed down a little, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and an extremely condensed spiritual pressure impact erupted from under his feet.

His figure turned into a black straight line in the air.

"Type 1: Steel Breaker."

The blazing and violent spiritual pressure was highly compressed and condensed on the surface of the already extremely tiny shallow blade edge, bringing the concept of sharpness to the extreme and forming a vaguely transparent film.

He raised his knife and swung it down.

Bu Che immediately raised a huge arm to block in front of him.

However, the seemingly fragile blade cut into his arm without any hindrance, like a hot knife cutting through butter, and cut it in half with a bang. Neither the steel skin nor the steel bones could block it at all.