In Soul Society, love and bond begin

The knife ladies standing opposite him all looked at him with frowns.

The most irritable person, Meila Suidao, had veins bulging on her forehead, baring her teeth and roaring loudly:

"Hey Hey hey--!"

"What about puff donuts!"

"With a fellow like you, you won't be able to touch my ○ faction even if another thousand years pass!!"

【That's because you don't have any! 】

Xiao Podao is particularly keen on quarreling with other knife girls.

Is this what they call competitors being enemies?

However, just as these words fell, Hammer Palace Zuizi and Hashihara Lianhua seemed to realize something and opened their eyes wide at the same time.

"Eh?!"

They both turned to look at Meera.

The next moment, Shuidao Meila's expression suddenly froze, and she struggled to raise the corners of her mouth into a ferocious arc. She twitched wildly, and her eyes were about to burst into blood.

"Coal!"

"I'm going to burn you to a pile of charcoal!"

"You foul-mouthed knife—Ah!"

Before she could finish her words, she rushed over recklessly.

good chance.

Fujimiya Makoto narrowed his eyes, immediately seized the opportunity, and ran towards the outskirts of the battlefield at an extremely fast speed.

Meila Shuidao was chasing after him, shouting and screaming.

"Meera! Meera!"

"Don't run so far!"

Hashihara Rensa also followed.

Only Hammer Palace Sinner, who was wearing a mask, was a little hesitant.

"Um, Lotus."

"If we follow them, will we really not be ambushed?"

"That young man's strength should be pretty good, right?"

However, when she finished speaking, she saw that Mela and Lotus had already followed, and their figures were almost out of sight.

Seeing this scene, Hammer Palace Sinner sighed helplessly and followed.

no way.

Wang Yue’s request was to capture the young man alive.

......

Fujimiya Makoto's figure passed through the center of the battlefield and rushed straight to the periphery, trying his best to avoid all the people along the way, and his speed was extremely fast.

The three sword ladies behind him each showed off their magical powers.

Among them, Shuidao Mela was the fastest and followed the closest.

The flames that spurted out of her limbs at the same time made her fly through the air like a rocket, rushing towards the hateful guy in front of her in a straight line.

Until he completely rushed out of the battlefield, Fujimiya Makoto's footsteps stopped at the edge of a valley.

"boom--"

Shuidao Meila fell from the air like a cannonball, making a loud bang.

The fire energy of this fire-type Zanpakuto is very strong in the physical sense. When he looked at Fujimiya Makoto, sparks would unconsciously appear in his mouth even when he spoke, and his pupils were flashing with a passionate light.

"escape?"

"Where do you think you can escape to?"

When Shuidao Meila finished speaking, the two women behind her had already caught up.

They all looked at him with grim eyes.

"Even if your brain is overheated, after seeing the performance of your companions, you should be able to understand something, right, Miss Mera?" Fujimiya Makoto's voice remained calm, and he smiled gently as he looked at the little man standing in the front.

Meila Suidao was startled at first, then after turning to look at the obviously heavy expressions of Hashihara and Hamimiya, she seemed to finally realize something and growled:

"Did you lead us here on purpose?"

"That's only natural." Fujimiya Makoto looked at her with a scornful smile on his face. "After all, it's quite difficult to get rid of all of you in one go without using the Shikai."

Hearing this, even Meila of Suidao suddenly realized this.

They had been following Wang Yue of Ermeiwu for more than a thousand years.

Over the past thousand years, the few people who were the main force in forging the swords had already helped him forge countless Zanpakutō.

They naturally know.

The fighting power of most of the Grim Reapers actually lies in their own swords.

And Fujimiya Makoto has never been free since just now...

Thinking of this, even Meila Suidao unconsciously became alert. She looked at Fujimiya Makoto with burning eyes and shouted loudly:

"Is it just you?"

Fujimiya Makoto smiled at her.

follow closely.

Both Hashihara and Hamimiya noticed the changes in Fujimiya Makoto's spiritual pressure and paid close attention, trying to capture his expression and movements.

"coming!"

A faint pink light suddenly lit up in the depths of Fujimiya Makoto's eyes.

A tiny heart shape suddenly appeared.

It was imprinted simultaneously in his pupils and the pupils of the three sword ladies in front of him.

Fujimiya Makoto murmured to the three of them in a calm voice:

"First, let's make a promise."

"Once I stab you in the vitals, you must learn to obey my orders."

Almost at the moment when the voice fell.

The three sword ladies in front of them all discovered that the surrounding environment had undergone drastic changes during these words.

"Illusion?!"

"No, that's not right! It seems like there's a real venue!"

"I've never heard of Wang Yue making this knife!"

"Can the environment be changed just by using Shikai?!"

After noticing this scene, the three of them exclaimed in unison.

It is precisely because they have witnessed too many Zanpakutō abilities, and because of their own identities, they are fully aware of the range of abilities possessed by Shikai, so they all realize how 'extraordinary' Fujimiya Makoto's Shikai ability is!

This is not a power that the Zanpakuto forged by Wang Yue can possess at all.

In this case...

The looks they gave Fujimiya Makoto were all filled with a subtle sense of strangeness.

Although it has been quite some time since Wang Yue ascended to the Soul King Palace with his casting ability, the three of them actually still remember the first few Zanpakutō he forged.

Before the birth of the product "Shallow Beat".

The existence that the Shinigami of Soul Society once relied on.

"Hey, hey." Hammer Palace Sinner was still the most timid one, whispering, "Isn't it... a real fight?"

"How can we really fight someone so weak?" Meila Suidao retorted loudly subconsciously.

However, after noticing the drastic changes around her, even she, who had the hottest temper, felt a sense of unease rising in her heart.

If they were defeated by this kind of junior, wouldn't they be humiliated?

Just as they were thinking this.

Fujimiya Makoto was already standing in the center of the entire venue, looking at the three women with a calm gaze.

After his voice fell, this piece of wasteland that was originally just on the edge of the valley had turned into a city battlefield surrounded by medieval walls, with corpses, broken arrows, wildfires and torn flags everywhere.

Obviously, this place had just experienced an extremely fierce and deadly battle.

Surrounding the three sword ladies was a circle of black humanoid beasts that were at least three meters tall, with faces as ugly and ferocious as those of the Great Void, extremely thick hands, feet, waists and backs, and pitch-black skin all over their bodies.

These black-skinned orcs were holding weapons, all staring with their red eyes, looking at the three women in the middle with a fierce look.

However, it's just a pretense.

In fact, they all looked gray, but their expressions and demeanor were lifelike.

There was dead silence all around.

Where exactly is this place?

Just when the three of them were preoccupied with this question, they heard a creepy, low, childish nursery rhyme sound in their ears.

"When, when, can we meet again?"

"Meet at dusk during the Obon Festival!"

"Hook your finger, hook your finger, don't lie!"

"Those who break their promise will be crushed to pieces!"

"Go ahead, go ahead, this is the path to the gods."

"I offer you ■■■■......"

Almost subconsciously, the three of Suidao Meila immediately formed a back-to-back formation, carefully guarding against all the monsters around them.

But soon, they discovered it.

Above their heads, the slightly blurry word "three" lit up.

"W-what is this?"

Hammer Palace Sinner clenched the long hammer in his hand.

"take it easy."

"Here is the 'script' I created for you."

"Agreements and rules are everything here." Fujimiya Makoto's voice sounded softly.

He walked in the center of the battlefield, still with that leisurely look on his face, and began to explain to them as usual.

This is also part of the rules.

When the three of them heard the 'rules', they all showed surprised expressions.

Fujimiya Makoto smiled like a gentleman and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Yousheng·Happy World!"

……