In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Bucha's voice was weak and guilty: "This time, it's all my fault that I held you back."

"I still need you to drag this broken body..."

"I, I truly deserve death!"

"A useless fellow like me... please, eat me!"

Nellielu lay beside him, too lazy to even open her eyes:

"I already said that."

"Stop saying such outrageous things, Bucha."

"But your injury..."

The Yachukas wanted to say something else.

But Nellielu raised her head and glanced at him.

So, Bucha had no choice but to shut up and continue to heal his wounds.

"Yes, sir."

As if remembering something, or perhaps because he had been patient for a long time on the way, Bucha lowered his voice and asked, "What exactly happened between you back then?"

"Why didn't you kill the Death?"

"If you eat him, his spiritual pressure alone should be enough to restore some of your strength, right?"

In Bucha's eyes, the adult just looked at the god of death.

The next second, the situation suddenly took a shocking turn.

As a bystander, he didn't notice anything that happened in the [script].

To the extent that, even now he still looks ignorant.

obviously.

What happens in [Yusheng] is impossible for real bystanders to discover.

"..."

Hearing this, Nellielu suddenly fell silent.

She couldn't help but recall her fight with the Grim Reaper in the arena.

So much time had passed, even if the simple Antelope Knight was slow-witted, he should have realized the difference between them.

Yes.

How could a Shinigami with a spiritual pressure at least five times her own possibly be able to match her in close combat?

Even though the Hollows had little experience in weapon combat, and most of the time they used their claws and limbs to decide the outcome, Nellielu could clearly feel the exquisiteness of Fujimiya Makoto's slashing technique, which was at least one level higher than her own wild way of practicing spearmanship.

If... if that guy had used all his strength and crushed me to the ground in the fight.

Nellielu recalled the scene where Fujimiya Makoto was trapped on the ground by multiple chains and unable to move at all, and subconsciously put herself in that situation.

The antelope's body was bound with chains, its hands and hooves shackled to the ground. It could only maintain a prone position, lying pitifully on the ground. Its spiritual energy had been completely drained, leaving it without even the strength to resist. It could only allow the chains to pull it in all directions. Its small furry tail trembled and clung to its tail, but in the end, it couldn't even cover its buttocks...

Just thinking about that scene made Nellielu shudder.

Then, wouldn't it mean that he would really do whatever he wanted to me?

If something like that really happened, even if she won in the end, it would probably leave a very deep shadow in her heart, right?

Fortunately, that guy didn't do that.

Instead... I gave myself the right to choose the subsequent scripts.

Thinking of this, Nellielu's eyes couldn't help but become a little complicated.

Dignity and life,

Which one is more important?

"...Fujimiya Makoto, huh?"

This strange name left an indelible mark deep in Nellielu's heart.

He clearly has such a distorted and perverted inner world, but unexpectedly he is a decent guy?

This subtle sense of contradiction made Nellielu at a loss for how to comment on it for a moment.

However, she probably didn't dare to go to Soul Society for a long time.

"grown ups?"

Bucha didn't notice Nellielu's complicated look.

Nellielu's face flushed subconsciously, and she turned her head away. Three tiny pink hearts were reflected in her eyes under the night sky. She lowered her voice and said:

"Just...just consider it as returning a favor."

"what?"

......

The two were talking in low voices when they suddenly raised their heads at the same time.

From afar, a dazzling fire suddenly lit up in the distant horizon of the eternal night of Hueco Mundo.

Straight into the sky.

Chapter 59: Old man, you are very angry!

"Report! Team 19 encountered a group of Hollows head-on and has been completely wiped out! Should we dispatch a second team?"

"Team 17 completes mission!"

"Dankai Section! Where are the people from the Dankai Section? I can't contact them!"

"Don't be so precious about those Boundary Stones now. Bring me all the captured stones!"

"Hey! Um, Master Shiba, go and help contact Dankai!"

Shudoraki Senju Maruwa, wearing a white coat, stood in front of a huge desktop projection, constantly giving orders and directing the entire Technology Development Bureau members to work around.

When giving orders, it doesn't matter who it is. Even if you are the head of the Shiba family, you still have to obey.

Even Hikifune Kiryu, who was brought here temporarily by her, was forced to put on a small white coat and was ordered around by many people until his eyes were full of tears.

However, no matter how busy it is now, no one will say anything more.

Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a while.

What's more, what we are facing now is a major event where the entire core area of ​​​​Yuanliu is attacked by a group of virtual people, and no one knows where the chief teacher has been teleported to.

Whenever he thought of this incident, Shutara Senjumaru felt so angry that his teeth itched.

In addition, I don’t know what’s going on with Fujimiya Makoto.

Since entering this office, Shutara Senjumaru has not gone out for a long time.

Before she could think deeply about it in this brief moment of free time.

A member of the Sangkai Section at the table suddenly shouted out, his face full of joy:

"Director!"

"A super-giant spiritual pressure reaction was discovered in the Hueco Mundo 111 Continent area!"

"The fluctuations of the spirit particles are basically consistent with the spiritual pressure reaction of the chief teacher!"

Shudoro Senjumaru immediately slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying excitedly, "Where's the large-scale cross-border communication device? Activate it!"

The moment they heard the news, hope arose in almost everyone's hearts.

Suddenly, the movements became smoother.

In this era, the name Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni has the power to turn despair into hope.

Or rather, it will remain so for the next thousand years.

This is a unique individual.

If I had to use a noun to describe him,

Probably only 'hero' or 'flag' are more appropriate.

......

Hueco Mundo.

It was different from the usual scene where the place was completely shrouded in darkness and the moonlight was pouring down.

Today's Hueco Mundo is exceptionally bright.

No, it should be said that it is scorching heat.

The tall middle-aged man had a standard topknot, with slight baldness visible on the corners of his temples. His black hair was tied into a bun, and his eyes were bright.

He walked slowly on this snow-white desert that was made entirely of fiction.

Every step he took on the ground ignited a stream of blazing white flames.

If someone looks at the ground with a microscope, they can see the horrific scene of countless microscopic particles being burned into carbon.

He held a knife in his hand and was covered in flames. The flames behind him were like a neat column of thousands of troops, slowly following the general.

The spiritual pressure, which was as huge as that of the God of Death, poured out in all directions without restraint, crushing all the lucky or unfortunate beings around it into dust like a flood.

Even in Vastod, there has never been a being as terrifying and unimaginable as him.

Countless Hollows that had already lost their minds rushed towards him like crazy after sensing this delicious spiritual pressure, but after gradually approaching to within a hundred meters, their minds were completely shrouded in extreme fear.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni simply walked past them, and all the Hollows, whether strong or weak, were burned into blazing torches without exception.

In his other hand, he was holding a figure with a charred body and broken limbs.

Even though he had fallen to this point, Tsunayashiro Ogata was still alive.

He let out a low laugh:

"it's useless."

"Lord Genryusai."

"By now, your disciples near Yuanzi Academy must have been trampled by the endless stream of Voids."

His vitality is extremely strong, and his spiritual pressure level is higher than that of an ordinary vice-captain. Even in Yamamoto's hands, he can still retain a certain degree of rationality, and his will is almost tenacious.

Tsunayashiro Ogata raised his head with difficulty and whispered, "You may know about hollow bait, but what you don't know is that the five nobles possess hollow bait that can attract Vastold to a certain extent."

"In order to attract enough Vastods, I buried ten of them in the bodies of my men."

"Now, you have at least three Vastods entrenched in the Yuanliu territory."

"Do you think your disciples can handle it?"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's face remained calm as he asked:

"so what?"

Tsunayashiro Ogata was stunned at first.

Then he understood.

Yamamoto never cared how many people followed him.

He just needs some people to help him take over a world that has been cleansed of the nobility.

Those people see him as a banner and a symbol.

But has he ever not regarded those who followed him as tools and consumables?