A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 507

It doesn't matter how many injuries Ferlando received after opening the Eucharist, because no matter whether his hands and feet are broken or even more serious injuries, as long as his consciousness is still there, he can continue to kill. All the missing parts in the world, at this moment he is the will to kill, exists for the purpose of killing, until death!

And because of the holy word 'O', the enemies killed by him will become his nourishment, until death comes, he will fight harder and harder!
Of course, such a crazy way of fighting does not come without a price.

Temporarily replenishing the body with spiritual seeds is not a cure, which means that Ferrando's injuries still exist.

He can use this method to achieve the effect of "continuing the battle". Even if he is seriously injured, he can still fight, but once the battle is over, all the injuries he has received will still be revealed, and at that time, if the injuries are too serious, he will still die.

The damage Shiba Jinpei inflicted on Ferlando was clearly fatal.

In layman's terms, this guy is now a corpse that can still fight, and it can be said that it fully embodies the characteristics of the self-destruction army.

The violent wind pressure hit, and Ferrando's fist was in front of Shiba Jinhe in an instant.

"!?"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Shiba Jinpei's forehead, and he could clearly feel that the enemy in front of him had not only not weakened because of the injury, but had even become stronger.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Shiba Jinpei had no choice but to avoid his edge first, dodging the opponent's attack with all his strength.

But at the moment of death, Ferrando seemed to be tireless, attacking wildly and chasing after him. Every punch carried a fierce punch, and the strong wind mixed with spiritual pressure was as sharp as a razor, leaving a scar on Shiba Jinhe's body. Several scars.

"What's the matter! What's the matter!? What's the matter? Reaper!? Fight back! Then fight with me!"

Ferlando laughed wildly.

He didn't seem to have thought about what would happen to him after the battle, or that he had already prepared himself to die in battle since he came here under His Majesty's order.

"If you don't fight back, then go to hell! Be my nutrient, and then contribute to the realization of His Majesty's great goal!"

As he said that, the wanton Reiatsu all over Ferrando's body became violent.

The berserk fist slammed at the god of death in front of him.

His current body originally used the "spiritual clustering" to forcibly glue the surrounding spiritual particles together in a given form. As he released the spiritual pressure recklessly, the surrounding spiritual particles began to gather towards him , The blue light covered the whole body, and with the high-speed movement, it was drawn into strips of light.

At this moment, his whole body is like a mobile energy pack containing violent power, and it gives people a feeling that it may explode at any time.

This is not an illusion, in fact he can explode.

Ferlando knew that he could not go back alive, so the last gift he prepared for the gods of death in Seireitei was a gorgeous 'firework'.

From the time he launched the attack on Seireitei until now, he has already used the power of the holy text 'mass killing' to strengthen many of his spiritual pressure, and from now on he has no need to continue to suppress the undigested violent spiritual pressure in his body.There is not much time left for him, the only thing he has to do now is to pull as many people into the water as possible, and the enemy had better be as strong as possible!
The stronger the enemy will provide him with stronger 'energy' after death, the power of his final self-destruction will also increase accordingly.

The most ideal situation is that he alone can directly blow up the entire Seireitei, so that His Majesty's desire to destroy the god of death will no longer have any obstacles!
"Who the hell wants to be your nourishment!?"

Shiba Jinpei clenched his teeth tightly, the fist that hit him was about to hit him, and the Reiatsu carried by this punch was not at the same level as before. , because the aftermath of the violent spiritual pressure alone can blast him into serious injuries.

That being the case, might as well give it a go.

Once again, the old trick was repeated, and as the spiritual pressure on his body erupted, Shiba Jinpei's speed was instantly increased to the extreme, and he did not retreat but advanced.

He directly resisted the spiritual pressure from the opponent's bombardment and forcibly shortened the distance.

Two staggered sharp claws approached Ferrando's chest.

"Whoo-"

A sharp and ear-piercing voice sounded, and was instantly drowned out by the whistling wind.

"Crack-"

The armor on Shiba Jinhei's body became fragmented when the two of them crossed each other. At this time, his 'Greedy Wolf' had become a pair of damaged gloves.

With the shattering of the Zanpakuto, the '卍解' was forcibly released in an instant, and his body was covered in blood, but he did not fall down.

Because he still has one thing to do.

Slowly raised his weak hand, snapped his fingers, and blood bloomed behind him.

There were many new tearing scars on Ferrando's body, and this time Shiba Jinpei's attack was more ruthless than the last one. This was the last blow with all his strength, completely giving up defense and fighting for serious injuries, even The Zanpakuto became shattered because of this.

Ferlando suddenly fell to his knees as if he had lost his center of gravity. All the movable joints on his body had been severed by the blow just now.

But this didn't seem to make much sense, because soon countless spiritual particles gathered towards the wound, and finally wrapped in spiritual pressure and turned into a blue armor-like substance to forcibly connect the broken places together.

Ferlando received two fatal injuries in a row, and none of his body was intact. He should have died long ago, and his sense of pain has long been numb.At this moment, he stood up again like a ruthless killing machine, with the only goal of killing all the enemies in front of him and turning them into his own power.

He slowly turned around and walked towards Shiba Jinpei. As long as he kills the god of death in front of him, his power will rise to a new level again. The power is also enough to raze the entire Seireitei to the ground.

"hateful!"

Seeing the figure walking towards him, Shiba Jinbe roared unwillingly.

He is at the end of his rope.

He was seriously injured and Zanpakuto couldn't recover for the time being. Facing this unkillable enemy, he had nothing to do.

"What is this spiritual pressure!?"

The rest of the captains who were rushing towards here felt the suddenly violent Reiatsu and quickened their pace.

This is already an enemy that an ordinary captain can deal with. Sure enough, in their perception, Shiba Jinpei's Reiatsu suddenly became extremely weak and should have been defeated.

For some reason, they had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Soon, their premonition came true.

The violent spiritual pressure in the distance rushed to the sky, and a huge body made of spiritual pressure rose from the ground.A giant of light made purely of spirits stood in the center of Seireitei.

Ferrando's body was filled with the violent spiritual pressure and continued to swell. His flesh and blood were almost completely torn apart in an instant. In the blink of an eye, his entire body was submerged by the violent spiritual pressure. His consciousness was constantly dissipating, but in the Before that, he was invincible.

No one can stop him anymore, because he is already dead, and soon the power he leaves behind will raze the entire Seireitei to the ground.

But before that...

The giant with light blue light looked down.

Shiba Jinpei, who was covered in wounds, raised his head and looked at the hollow eyes made of Reiatsu.

"Damn it!"

If he still can't guess what the other party wants to do by now, then he is really stupid.

"This guy wants to blow himself up!"

Shiba Jinpei suddenly became extremely sober. The outcome of this battle was meaningless, because the guys who invaded here did not plan to go back alive.

"How to do?"

Although he already knew the other party's purpose, he suddenly found that he had no way to stop it.

The ability of the enemy in front of him is too crazy. He has tried to kill the opponent twice, and it should be considered a success. After all, the opponent has no body now, but who would have thought that the purpose of this guy from the beginning was to burn the soul and What if Reiatsu gambled everything and blew himself up?

The giant grabbed down with its bare arms, and the target was Shiba Jinhei who had done his best.

He wants to crush this god of death and turn its power into a part of his self-destruction.

"What should I do!?"

Shiba Jinhei looked at the approaching arm and his brain was running wildly.

The opponent's self-destruction technique has obviously started, not to mention that he has almost no strength, even if he is still in his prime, he can't stop it.

Did you really just give up?
No, no!

Shiba Jinpei exhausted his last strength and retreated.

He remembered the opponent's ability, which was a strange ability that could strengthen himself by killing the enemy. If he died in this guy's hands now, the power of the explosion would undoubtedly increase dramatically!

At this moment, he finally understood what the other party said, "Take him as a nourishment and transform him into a force to help His Majesty realize his plan".

"Damn it, my task is to protect the soul world!"

Shiba Jinpei cursed the despicability of the enemy, if the opponent really succeeded, wouldn't he become an accomplice in the destruction of Soul Soul World?
"It's really embarrassing, it's embarrassing! It's so embarrassing!"

While running, Shiba Jinpei began to scold himself constantly.

He seemed to have failed again, and he still failed after trying his best, and this time the defeat was more complete, even the Zanpakuto was damaged.

Looking back now, it seems that his life has never been successful.

Apart from being born in the Shiba clan, he has nothing to be proud of at all, and even the only family he can be proud of has declined because of his birth.

It would be nice if it was replaced by someone else.

That's right, if someone else was the heir of the Shiba clan, he would probably be able to do better than me, right?

If someone else were to deal with this Quincy, surely they would be able to figure out a way to prevent this guy from exploding himself?
At least he won't run away in such embarrassment.

"Yeah, you look really embarrassed."

"Tsk, even you think so?"

Shiba Jinhei, who was running, smiled wryly as he looked at the tattered gloves.

"But what can we do? The two of us together can't solve this troublesome guy."

"Have you given up again?" Zanpakuto named 'Greedy Wolf' mocked disdainfully, "Just because of one or two insignificant failures?"

Listening to its sarcasm, it seems that this is not the first time Shiba Jinpei has chosen to escape.

The glove exudes a faint light, and it seems that it has gradually returned to its original appearance due to the exhaustion of the damage force. It is the original appearance of every Zanpakutō, a katana-like 'shallow hit'.

But this shallow sword seems to be different from ordinary samurai swords, and it looks too old.

The top is rusty and full of gaps, it is completely a rusty iron sword.

But it wasn't because of the damage from the battle just now, Shiba Jinpei knew that his Zanpakuto was originally like this.

The Zhiba family is also one of the four great nobles. Of course, there are many Zanpakuto in the family, but this is the only one that barely fits him.

Ridiculous, right?There are so many gorgeous blades in the house, but he can only choose a broken sword.

How can anyone be a waste from the beginning?How can anyone feel that they can't do it at the beginning?But he has been regarded as a waste since he was a child. After all, as long as he holds that broken knife, he will be laughed at by others.

"Garbage really only deserves garbage."

"Please, I've tried my best, okay?"

Perhaps because of the approaching death, Shiba Jinhei seemed to see those mocking eyes and heard those mocking words again.

He doesn't accept it, why is he being laughed at even though he worked so hard?
You say I'm useless, but I completed the initial solution with this broken knife!
You say I'm a waste, but I still try my best to surpass most people!

I'm a captain anyway, why are you laughing at me?

Just because I am the heir of the Shiba family, can't I take on such a heavy responsibility! ?
"Go to hell!"

Gripping the rusty Zanpakutō tightly, Shiba Jinpei stepped forward and turned around.

He looked a bit embarrassed, blood was all over his body, and the blood lying on his forehead made him unable to open his eyes.

He casually wiped away the blood that covered his eyes, and opened them again.

Perhaps it was because of the bloodstains that the brown-black eyes looked equally scarlet.

"Yes, that's it! Even if you die, you must continue to fight!"

Zanpakuto trembled slightly, "Boy, we are the same."

"If you don't fight, you will be treated as trash!" Shiba Jinpei growled in a low voice.

"Living to death is our only retreat!" The majestic voice resounded in Shiba Jinhei's mind, "Call, call, call our real name!"

"Ka-ka-"

Two crisp cracking sounds sounded.

The rusty Zanpakuto suddenly broke into three sections.

Time seemed to stand still, and the broken blade was suspended in front of Shiba Jinpei.

"puff--"

Blood spattered from his palm, and he reached out his other hand to grasp the broken hilt.

"Ow—"

The high-pitched wolf howl sounded again.

In an instant, his figure swooped out, like a wolf hunting for the giant in front of him, and in his mouth were sharp 'fangs'.

(End of this chapter)