In Soul Society, love and bond begin

The only goal that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni valued was to "eliminate the aristocracy."

For this, it was enough that he himself was still alive.

“Hehe…Hehe…”

Tsunayashiro Ogata suddenly laughed hoarsely:

"Lord Genryusai."

"You keep saying that the nobles should treat the common people as human beings..."

"But in reality, aren't you the one who takes human life the least seriously?"

"..."

"Yes."

However, facing his mocking voice, Yamamoto Genryusai did not evade or evade, and did not intend to make any excuses: "But, in this disgusting era, only a murderous demon can control you demons, right?"

"For this, the lives of civilians, the lives of the Grim Reaper, the lives of my disciples, the lives of my friends, and even... my own life."

“All of them can be used as bargaining chips.”

"You are evil? That old man is even more evil than you."

"If that's all I need to kill you all..."

At this point, Yuan Liuzhai looked down at the young man with broken limbs in his hands, and narrated in an extremely calm voice:

"This old man is happy with it."

This time, Tsunayashiro Ogata was completely stunned.

He listened to Yuan Liuzhai's extremely calm voice. Although he was surrounded by a scorching fire, a strong chill emerged in his heart that was difficult to suppress.

This guy...will really kill all the nobles.

He did this not out of hatred or selfish desire, but rather as a... mission?!

"Evil, evil spirit! Evil spirit——!"

He roared hoarsely as if he had a mental breakdown.

At this moment, the old man in the mountain suddenly sensed a wave of spiritual particles coming from afar, as if trying to communicate with him.

The old man in the mountain opened his eyes slightly and answered the call immediately.

"Master Genryusai!" Shutara Senjumaru's voice appeared in his mind, "Can you hear me over there?!"

"Well, you said."

The old man's voice was still neither sad nor happy.

He casually threw Tsunayashiro Ogata at his feet.

Now, he is no longer needed.

"Now, please head northwest immediately. Just keep going straight!" Shutara Senjumaru said in a very urgent voice. "That's the nearest passage between the two worlds."

"Also, there are a large number of Hollows gathered there."

"Please wipe them out together!"

"Now all we need to do is this!"

Hearing the voice from the other side, Yamamoto finally showed a smile.

After so many years of training.

Among the Yuanliu, there are finally many people who are capable of standing on their own.

"I understand."

After a pause, he continued to praise:

"Senjumaru, good job."

Shutara Senjumaru said unhappily, "I wish you would stop causing us trouble!"

"Ha ha--"

The old man smiled generously.

He was a man who could tolerate even an indescribable guy like Fujimiya Makoto, and he didn't care about the junior's little complaint at all.

How could I be angry?

After just laughing, he stomped his feet hard.

With a loud bang, the figure leaped up, so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

The entire Hueco Mundo could see from afar that in the dark sky under the bright moon, a meteor with extremely violent and hot flames flew across.

The moment he landed, the entire desert shook and swayed with his roar, and the sound could even be heard in the Great Void Forest underground.

"Everything will turn to ashes——"

"Flowing blade like fire!"

"Fiery Hell!!!"

Dozens or even hundreds of flaming pillars reaching into the sky rose straight up, illuminating the dark night sky and directly covering an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers.

Everything inside was burned into charred dust by the extremely scorching heat before their eyes.

None were spared.

Don't be angry though.

but...

Old man, you are very angry now!

Chapter 60: Stop

【Bond Event: Inch Stop】

[The bond level between you and Nelliel has increased↑]

[Reward: Spiritual Power +1, Talent Point +1]

[Obtain bond trait: Inch Stop]

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

[Talent Points: 2]

[Bond Trait: Inch Stop: After paving the way with "Strongly Infectious Words," all of one's actions, whether slashing, punching, or running, can achieve "Perfect Output," with no wasted power in most cases. Passive Words will disrupt most of the enemy's offensive actions, causing them to become more aggressive.]

[Note: To stop at an inch - from "Don't stop at an inch"]

......

When Fujimiya Makoto woke up, he saw a translucent panel floating in front of him.

After reading the above content, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Fortunately.

Should still be alive.

Even with the help of the small broken knife, he barely used the initial release of the peak realm of half-step great perfection, but Fujimiya Makoto was still very clear about how much of a disadvantage it was.

Because of this, when he was in the [script], he didn't have so much time to play the little game of adults riding big horses with Nellielu - it was a life-and-death crisis after all, so he had to think about the human factors.

fortunately.

When I swung the last knife, if my memory is correct, I should have hit the target.

As for what happened next...

Maybe, he was brought back by a passing masked reaper?

Makoto Fujimiya lay on the bed, but found it difficult to move.

When I looked down, I saw that I was tied tightly to the bed. At a glance, my body was tied all over with special white restraints. I didn't know what they were used for.

When he turned around again, he saw Saito Bulaobusi lying on his back on the bamboo lounge chair next to him, with a trace of crystal saliva on his mouth.

"Saito-san? Fushigi-chan?"

Fujimiya Makoto called out twice with difficulty, his throat was very hoarse.

With a "pop", Saito's dream of immortality was suddenly broken. He turned his head with a confused look in his eyes and looked around.

Then, he immediately caught sight of Fujimiya Makoto who had already woken up.

The expression on the face of the big loli with twin ponytails finally came to life. She patted his shoulder with her little hand and said happily, "You, you've been lying down for so long, you're finally awake!"

"I thought you were really finished this time."

Fujimiya Makoto was hit on the shoulder and immediately gasped with a hiss.

He hadn't noticed it when he was lying on the bed, but now after being hit, he finally realized that his body felt like it was bloated and his muscles were sore all over.

"Please pour me a glass of water first..."

"Also, why am I here?!"

Fujimiya Makoto looked towards his dormitory with some confusion.

Generally speaking, shouldn't a seriously injured person like him be staying in the big bathhouse of Kirinji Tenshiro now?

"Eh? What a hassle!"

It would be really strange if Saito, who is immortal, could do the job of taking care of others.

However, after hearing Fujimiya Makoto's request, he stood up and poured him a glass.

The big loli fed him water while explaining, "It's all because of the stupid things those guys from Seireitei did."

"Right now, Yuanzi Academy is full of seriously injured soldiers with missing limbs. Except for a few who stayed behind, almost everyone has been rotated on the battlefield."

"After you were sent in for simple treatment, the guy from Qilin Temple let you go back and recuperate on your own—it was only a minor injury anyway."

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes widened immediately.

"I'm just injured?!"

If he remembered correctly, at least the arm and half of the ribs were broken off completely, right?

Fujimiya Makoto did not lose his memory.

However, after he tentatively shook his left arm, he was stunned again.

His arm seemed... okay?

Saito Furobushi saw what he was doing at a glance and explained casually: "Qirinji said that before you fainted, the huge amount of spiritual pressure remaining in your body should have passively healed some of the injuries in your body."

"Only the knotted part has cracked due to the excessive spiritual pressure."

"However, it is within the range where it can heal on its own."

Fujimiya Makoto finally understood and sighed softly, "I see, that guy from Kirinji... should I say, he's worthy of being called that?"

"But why did Qilin Temple seal me in bed?"

He lay on the bed, like a fish on a chopping board, struggling hard a few times, but he didn't know what the straps were made of. Even with his strength, he couldn't move at all.

Turning around, I saw Saito Fulaubusi with his head lowered, a somewhat cold smile on his pretty face.