Reaper's Ultimate Enhancement

Chapter 1
This is an unnamed grove in the Soul Realm, strangely shaped trees stand up in the bleak autumn wind, a gust of cold wind blows and brings a few withered leaves to fly to the same withered yellow grass and soil around.

"It's false! It's false!!"

A terrified scream disrupted the calm.

Xu Xu, an evil soul that was finally degenerated from an ordinary soul after years of mourning and torment.

This kind of situation generally occurs on souls who are reluctant to leave the present world, but it does not mean that they do not exist in the world of corpses and souls. Virtuality abounds.

"Run! Run! You are no match for it!! Hurry up... Puff!" A mid-spirited voice was shouting, but it stopped abruptly with a scream, and then there was a terrible chewing sound .

"Qingtai!" A young and handsome young man ran in a panic when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Head?! Deputy head, A Yuan, Kako...they're all dead!!" The young man named Keita couldn't stop crying, and those familiar people were killed by the terrifying monster behind him one by one. After he had only participated in two hunts, he couldn't help crying after meeting the leader.

However, when he looked in the direction of the sound, he saw a scene that he could never imagine in his life.

The head of the regiment, who looked like a God of War in his mind, was now cut off from the waist down, and was pierced by a hollow tongue, like a sock doll in a children's drama.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

"What's the matter? Why do you look terrified?" The head of the group didn't seem to see much pain on his face, but rather distressed.

Virtuals generally have their own special abilities. What the virtual one in front of him possesses is the ability to manipulate corpses to imitate the behavior of the other party to communicate. However, because of lack of intelligence, they do not know how scary their image is at this time. Trying hard to communicate with Keita through the news found in the dead leader's brain.

"Monster! Go away! Go away!!" Qingtai kept backing away with tears and snot streaming down his face, but he suddenly touched something hard and cold, and subconsciously took it in his hand.

"This is? Head's shallow attack??"

In Keita’s hand is a high-end-looking samurai sword. The saber he can see on the waist of the leader every day is the Zanpakuto he got when he left the Shino Spiritual Art Academy. Mastering the power of Shijie is also a Reaper with Reiatsu, not a low-level soul like them.

"Qingtai? Why are you running away? Ah, isn't that my knife? I broke it carefully, kid."

The leader who looked like a handful of rags smiled and said the usual words, but it made Keita feel even more terrifying.

Step, step, step.

Following the sound of footsteps, a bloody monster walked over from a distance. It was like a mixture of toads and humans, and a huge hole appeared in the middle of its body.

Qingtai was trembling all over, but he still firmly pressed his hand on the blade of the sword.

"You monster, don't be like the captain!!!"

The boy roared with all his strength, but he couldn't move his hand even a little bit faster. Although he tried his best to imitate the appearance of the leader in battle, he couldn't even pull out the shallow blade, and could only watch helplessly. Walking towards him with the bird.

As an unknown soldier in Liuhun Street, Qian Da is not even qualified to pull out this kind of death saber, and only the head of the whole team who has studied in the Death Academy can barely borrow its power. As for the legend The beginning of interpretation or something in the book is really only heard in legends.

"Am... am I going to die?"

"It's a pity that I can't avenge you guys..."

Qingtai was no longer obsessed with drawing the sword, but closed his eyes, tears still running down his face.

"Yo, sorry to bother you?"

The expected severe pain did not come, but a lazy voice appeared behind him.

"What?!" Qingtai's brain didn't react for a moment.

"If you die, then I'll take back the Asahi, no problem?"

"Aha?"

Turning around, Qingtai saw a young man in a tattered Shiba suit. The young man looked about his own age, with thick dark circles on his face, as if he hadn't slept in months.

"Master Death God?!"

The god of death in the world of corpses and souls is not the god who brings death in human legend, but the embodiment of the strongest fighting power. In Qingtai's eyes, the opponent is almost like an angel descending.

"My lord!! You Xu! You Xu is ahead!!" After being dazed, Qing Tai suddenly realized what the situation was now.

"Ah, yes, I saw it." The young man lazily looked at the Xu who was only a few meters away from Qingtai and was about to pounce.

"It's really troublesome. This kind of low-level thing doesn't even have a basic brain. The fourth rope that binds the Tao."

The young man lazily raised his arm, and a rope of light composed of pure spiritual power flew out from the tip of his finger, trapping the two in place.

"Ah, that's not right. If you do that, you won't be able to die. You can't take back this shallow blower. I don't want to do it myself." The young man scratched his head in distress as if he suddenly thought of something.

"My lord...do you want this shallow sword?" Qingtai suddenly raised his head, looking directly at Lord Shinigami, who he never dared to watch from afar.

"Oh? What do you want to say?"

"If the adults can help me kill this Xu, the little one is willing to kill himself here. It killed everyone in our hunting group, and I don't plan to go back alone."

The young man stared at Qingtai's eyes with thick dark circles, the dog that had killed their entire hunting group to nothing was left struggling under the young man's hands, and a fine grain of light appeared on Qingtai's head. beads of sweat, but still staring at each other tenaciously.

Suddenly the young man laughed
"If you can have a god of death to intervene for you, you will not be at a loss in this life."

"Does your lord agree?"

"Agreed, there is no loss to me, but I want to ask you, don't you want to avenge your group members yourself?"

The young man's eyes suddenly glowed, making Keita feel his soul tremble.

"I..." Qingtai felt his throat was so dry that he couldn't even speak.

"Of course I want to!!! But...but..."

"But you don't have the ability to use this shallow sword, do you?" The young man said directly what Qingta was thinking but couldn't utter.

Although the shallow strike is only the most basic equipment in Seireitei, for these lonely souls living in Ruukon Street, a shallow strike is also a magic weapon, not to mention that they have no spiritual power and even draw their swords Without any qualifications, Asagi, as the prototype of Zanpakuto, naturally has his own integrity.

"Weakness is not your fault, but the fault of the world." The young man patted the top of the opponent's head lightly. It was only then that Qingtai realized that the opponent had been hunched over and was about the same height as himself. After standing upright, he was almost taller than himself. I am a head and a half taller.

"Now, let me ask you again, do you want to avenge your group members and friends with your own hands?"

"I want to! I really want to hold this shallow sword with my own hands and kill this monster! No matter what the price is, even if it's my soul blown away!!"

As a person who has already died once in this world, if he dies again in the world of corpses and souls, besides the souls that newly arrived in the world of corpses and souls with great resentment, they may also become empty. Half luck.

"Then pray as you wish, Poem of Plague!"

As the young man sang, Qingtai only saw a dark red blade that was as thin as a cicada's wing but extremely sharp penetrated his chest.

"grown ups…?"

"The person who is going to make mistakes for you is a member of the fourth team of Seireitei, and the god of death never dies."

After saying this, Kong Mo pulled the blade away from the opponent's body, and saw a blood arrow spurting out from the wound, Qingtai's eyes were still so unbelievable.

But Kong Mo waved his left hand, and the light cord connected to the two Xu's bodies broke instantly, and Xu, who had lost his restraint, roared and rushed towards Qingtai.

"The Poetry of Zanpakudao Mingyan, the ability is, strengthen." Kong Ke looked at the other party's pale face with a smile.

"Come on, feel the power before you die."

When Qingtai reacted from his stupefaction, he didn't question Kong Ke, because he clearly felt the powerful force gushing out of his body, and it seemed that there was some terrible power coming from the wound on his chest. gushing out.

"Is this...spiritual power...?"

Clenching his hands tightly and loosening them again, Keita, who couldn't even draw the knife out of its sheath just now, easily pulled Asagi out of the sheath, and turned to face the drool-drooling Xu.

He didn't have the time, nor did he have the ability to understand why, as an ordinary soul, he suddenly had more spiritual power that only the god of death could have. He only knew that this power could allow him to take revenge, and that was enough.

"Die!"

At this time, Qingtai was much stronger than the head of the hunting group he admired the most, almost reaching the level of a real god of death, how could a super low-level ghost who didn't even have the most basic wisdom be able to stop Zanpakuto? sharp edge.

Under the protection of the anger of avenging his friends and the joy of gaining power, Keita cut off the disgusting tongue with one wrong step like chopping melons and vegetables, leaving the leader's rag-like body An Ning, and then turned around, inserting most of the blade into Xu's body, even piercing through from behind.

With just two knives, he beheaded the Xu that wiped out their hunting group. Keita showed a happy smile as he watched the monster disappear before his eyes.

"Huh...huh...huh...thank you, my lord, for fulfilling....."

Qingtai's gaze had already begun to slacken, and the god of death in the distance had become somewhat blurred in his eyes, but he was still sincerely happy.

"Everyone... I'm here to find you..."

"Sleep, there will be no more pain in the future, and your friends are waiting for you."

Kong Moe stepped forward, gently closed the opponent's eyes, then picked up the shallow bat that fell on the ground, and then left the forest without looking back.

(End of this chapter)