Reaper's Ultimate Enhancement

Chapter 191

The most conspicuous thing about the person standing in front of Kong Ke is the huge bald head.

But the huge body and the spiritual pressure on his body that resembled a giant mountain all showed that this was not the bald head that Kong Qi was familiar with.

A special-looking Shiba costume, with a string of crimson rosary beads as huge as a fist hanging around his neck, a single high wooden clog on his feet, and a huge white writing brush in his hand.

Even if he couldn't see the front face, he knew the identity of this person instantly.

The leader of Team Zero, the true leader of the soul world, the one who gave names to all things, and the man behind the scenes that separated the three worlds from the real world in the dark story told by Kisuke Urahara.

His real name is Monk, and he is a soldier in the head of the army. The Zanpakudao in his hand is really written with a white pen!

"You did a good job, kid." At some point, a soldier from the head of the army turned his head and showed a terrifying smile like a wild beast, which made Kong Ke take a few steps back involuntarily, and regained his composure. Looking at the other party, it seemed that he didn't look back at all, just looked at the sword beast without saying a word.

Suddenly, the great monk started to move, as if there was no gap between the extreme stillness and the extreme movement. Obviously, he was just standing there at the last moment, but at this moment the monk had already raised the white pen in his hand to write a word.

Eternal night, long night, come here~
Sentences of theatrical singing sounds from his mouth, even those who don't know how to appreciate it will feel the superb singing skills of the other party.

However, Kong Ke's face turned pale, and he fled from this place in a blink of an eye.

Show your face a little and drink a glass of wine before leaving~
The great monk's chanting was still the same, the white brush was stained with black ink at some point, and the tip of his nose quivered with his arms, drawing ink marks on the ground.

If you drink it, you will lose your life~

From nowhere, the great monk took out a bowl, took some ink from the void and put it into his mouth.

The way of the dead, the flowers are blooming~

With the entrance of the ink, the surrounding world began to quickly turn into pure black.

Where is the delicious food, dye it black~

The speed at which the pure blackness spread even surpassed the speed of Shunbu Kongzai, who had already caught up with Kongzai who had fled earlier.

Split into eight, the dark flame~

The dark as ink spiritual pressure filled the world in front of Kong Que, and the spiritual power in his body had already dried up, but Kong Que didn't dare to stop, constantly squeezing his soul to release Shunpo.

Burning in the dark, nibbling~
If you stop, you will die, and you will be swallowed up by this boundless darkness, leaving nothing behind, Kong Mo knows this quite well.

The rest, pale bones~

Next to Ichibei of the Bingzhubu, the black ink began to rise and turned into a majestic building.

Standing as a tomb, mourning for you~
The great monk clasped his hands together, and countless tablets popped up on the pitch-black ground, looking ghostly and terrifying.

In the distance, Sora had already seen Hisagi Shuhei and the three of them, and they were also staring at the boundless darkness with astonishment, not daring to move at all.

It seems that the whole world is only left with the chanting voice of Bingzhubu Yibei, and all the light has been stripped away, leaving only pure blackness.

The great monk's voice became more and more serious. When the entire dark house took shape on the ground, he sat down with his legs crossed.

I hope you will never again in your next life~

Be my sacrifice~
The original chanting came to an abrupt end, leaving only a sound of killing intent piercing the sky.

Don't turn too much!
There was no fire, no sound, and the roaring sword beast seemed to have never existed after the darkness rose, not even a trace was left.

"Are you saved?!" Hisagi Shuhei tremblingly looked at the black who was only one step away from them, and Sora, who was completely exhausted, collapsed on the ground and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yo~ boys."

Suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of the three of them, with a horrifying smile almost reaching the ears on the dark face, and the only female among the four, Hina Morita, was frightened and screamed.

"Who are you?!" Kira Izuru and Hisagi Shuhei were the first to react, raising their swords to meet the great monk.

"Oh, the breath of relief, there are still three. With this kid, there are four? Are you the quasi-captain who is going to succeed?" The great monk seemed to have not seen the blade in front of him, with a strange look on his dark face. smiling, looking at them as if looking at a new toy.

"You know us?" Kira Izuru was the first to realize something was wrong and asked suspiciously.

"Of course I know. I personally approved your appointment documents." The monk raised his head and smiled boldly, and then wiped the ink on the dark face, which was wiped away at will. The fat face and beard suddenly looked extraordinarily simple and honest.

"Huh?" Obviously, the three of them were a little puzzled by what the other party said.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. This old man is the captain of Team Zero. You can just call me Monk Yan. Although you will meet sooner or later after you become the captain, today is considered early hahahaha."

"Squad Zero?" The two who had obviously never heard of this concept hadn't reacted yet, but Chisentao had heard Aizen mention it before and showed the original expression at this time.

"Even if what you said is true, why did you attack us just now?" Hisagi Shuhei still stared at the other party relentlessly, apparently not letting go of his sudden attack.

"Ah la la, it's just ordinary ink, you see." The monk picked up a handful of black water on the ground, as he said, it was just ordinary ink, without any power at all.

"Let's go, let's go, you're all hurt by the looks of it, I'll take you back to Seilingting." The great monk said with a smile and led the way.

It's just that when he walked past Kong Que, he suddenly turned his head and grinned, and said nonchalantly, "You boy, you are very good."

Watching the other party walk away, Kong Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing back at the black water on the ground, Kong Moe let out a yell in his heart, and returned the ink, saying that the plain in front of him with nothing but black ink was fake, now it was ordinary ink, if it was contaminated with ink just now It's hard to say whether he can still live now.

As for what Monk Yan said, he didn't believe a single word, not to mention the monk's weird and changeable personality, the act of beheading the sword beast without saying a word, in Kong Mo's view, there is only one possibility.

Knock out.

Because the opponent has mastered the real fight!
Although it was only a few seconds, Kong Moe went through ups and downs like a roller coaster. Although he was dissatisfied, at least his life was safe at this time. Although he still had thousands of thoughts, he turned his head and fainted at this time.

(End of this chapter)