Grim Reaper: Studying Medicine Can't Save the World of Souls

Chapter 336 Who Are You?
The head of the army, a soldier!

Makoto's expression froze, and the black feathers on his body fluttered faintly, almost covering Makoto's whole body.

A Bingwei of the Bingzhubu, also known as the "monk with his real name"!
Senju Makoto was able to know the information about the Bingzhubu Yibingwei, or it came from the description of the Zero Division by Uno Hanauri.

Team Zero, also known as royal agents, exists independently of Team Goutei Thirteen. Each of the five members has abilities that ordinary captains cannot match.

Among them, Ichibei, the main soldier of the army, who is also considered to be extremely mysterious in the mouth of Uno Hana Li, is an existence similar to the leader of the Zero Division.

In addition to knowing the appearance of Bingzhubu Ichibei, Uno no Hanayeol only knows that Bingzhubu Ichibei is known as the namer of all things in the world of corpses and souls, and at the same time is the closest existence to guarding the soul king.

However, what Makoto Senshou didn't expect was that... in this space that exists in the form of a concept, Ichibei, the main soldier, would actually notice his existence and show up to launch an attack.

And as Bingzhubu Yibei's figure is fully manifested, the endless blackness of the entire concept space called "name" seems to roll more and more intensely.

The eyes of Ichibei from the Bingzhubu seemed to have turned completely white, staring at Makoto Senshou in the distance.

His white hair was draped around his waist, and his whole body was covered with dark feathers, making it difficult to see his face clearly...

"Help me engrave the tombstone? I'm afraid you are far from qualified!"

And the fact seems to be what Ichihei said, even though the black flames ignited by the black haori on Makoto Senju's body representing the "Swastika Vientiane Edict" became more and more frenzied, they were still being bit by bit. The giant palm of "Black" kept suppressing.

However, even the face of Senshou Makoto was half covered by the dark feathers, but the pair of eyes that were only exposed were not in the slightest panic, and even showed a little sarcasm towards the giant "black" palm.

Under the impact of countless "spirits", the "black" giant palm is still slowly crushing towards Senshou Makoto, and the "black" occupying all of Qianshoucheng's vision seems to want to swallow everything up .

The incomparably angry voice of a soldier in the main military department continued to stir up again.

"boom!"

Senshou Makoto's voice stretched out for a moment, and the black flames burning on Youhei Yuori's body throbbed faintly, and then asked back. "Why should I answer such a boring question."

What's more, when Ichihei saw this man, he didn't know the corresponding name in his mind.

"Boom boom boom..."

In the next moment, the giant palm of "Black" fell completely, and the terrifying power produced obvious materialized ripples in the entire conceptual space.

These words were passed on to Yibingwei of the Bingzhubu, which made Yibingwei of the Bingzhubu suddenly turn his eyeballs into white again under the anger, and said.

Qian Shoucheng's figure seemed to be completely crushed, leaving only countless strands of black feather weaving fragments scattered around.

"It's a boring little trick, Ichibinge, the head of the army, do you think that just relying on those little oppressive forces and words to induce me to make a wrong judgment and leave here voluntarily?"

"Do you think you can compare with me by stealing a little 'name' power? In this space, blackness is endless..."

Ask for a name? !
This feeling made Bingzhubu Yibei feel unprecedented strangeness, and also unprecedented discomfort and anger, as if it was beyond some things that were completely beyond his control.

And Qianshoucheng said.

"boom!!!"

Just as Qianshoucheng raised his eyes and opened his mouth, the dark feathers on his body rose like raging black flames, and countless "spirits" in the entire space frantically gathered towards Qianshoucheng, crawling on the ground. Under the will of Senshou Makoto.

Moreover, it seemed that he was about to completely overwhelm Makoto Senshou.

However, amid the constant collisions, the form gradually turned in a direction that was not good for Qian Shoucheng.

However, in the face of this scene, there was no joy on the face of the soldier's head, and he looked even more ugly...

This scene also made Ichibingei's complexion visibly ugly to the naked eye, and he slowly asked a question that was extremely unfamiliar to him.

In the next moment, the body of the soldier's master, Yibingwei, who appeared in front of Qianshoucheng, seemed to be completely integrated into the darkness, and a huge "black" palm suddenly moved towards Qianshoucheng from behind. shoot down.

Qian Shoucheng said slowly.

For Bingzhubu Yibei, this is undoubtedly beyond the common sense concept identified in the past!
The next moment, the furious voice of a soldier from the main military department resounded endlessly in the entire conceptual space.

"Stealing the power of 'name', offending the domain of the Spirit King, death penalty!!!"

And Yibingwei of the Bingzhubu is also waiting quietly in this concept space. I don't know how long it has passed. Between the gathering of countless concepts "named" as "Lingzi", there is once again a thousand-handed sincerity. Dressed in a dark feathered posture.

"So that's how it is. Is the name you control is 'Black'? In this way, what is the essential difference between you and me?"

Qian Shoucheng responded with a low voice, and the concept of countless "spirits" surged towards the giant palm formed by gathering infinite "black".

In common sense, whether it is the life of Shinigami itself, Zanpakutō's original name, Swastika's real name, or the names of all other things, the Bingzhubu Yibei should know it when he sees it.

"who are you?"

Almost at the moment when the lingering sound of Yibingwei in the main military department faded away, the endless "black" squeezed towards Makoto Senshou again, as if trying to force Makoto Senshou out of this conceptual space. Press out.

As the nominal namer of all things in the Soul World, in fact, the main soldier, Ichibei, knows all the "names".

"spirit……"

The two conceptual existences collided together, and there was a loud noise again, and the black flame on Makoto Senshou swayed slightly before stabilizing again.

"Decree: Everything belongs to me."

"The purpose is to help you engrave the tombstone so that there will be no blank space!"

"Leave now and give up continuing to steal the 'name'. I can choose not to pursue it. This is also the last chance given to you as the guardian of the 'name'."

It's just that, before he has fully controlled all the "spirits", Makoto is more aware that his grasp of "names" is incomplete.

In the case that Ichibei, the main soldier, has already noticed it, once the main body of the soldier is found in the virtual circle by the main soldier, it is impossible to say that the main soldier will choose to force it with a large number of spirits. Erase Qianshoucheng.

That... is the most dangerous.

(End of this chapter)