Reaper's Ultimate Enhancement

216 Grim Reaper
The battle progressed faster than anyone had imagined. The furious Bingzhubu Yibei didn't have the nature of chatting at all, and he directly liberated Shida at the beginning of the battle.

It was also at this time that Kong Mo finally felt how terrifying this power was. Under the overwhelming ink, Old Man Yamamoto's Remnant Fire Sword was not much stronger than a fire stick. Human, his combat strength was suppressed to almost nothing.

The second is that people who have simply been strengthened or have taken phantom potions, [-]% of their strength can probably still display [-]% to [-]% of their strength. That's all.

From time to time, some people would be swallowed by the overwhelming black ink, turning into nothingness black, and even Kurosaki Isshin and others were seriously injured.

The only ones present with complete strength were Kurosaki Ichigo and Sora.

I saw that what Kurosaki Ichigo held in his hand at this time was exactly the same blade as the Zan Yue used when he had just stepped into the world of the god of death.

It's just that the spiritual pressure emanating from the knife reminds everyone all the time that this is a unique knife that is extremely simple but concentrates countless powers.

Really hit Zhanyue.

Even in Aizen's dream, Kurosaki Ichigo subconsciously took out this knife to cut Yuhabach in two.

It can be said that if it wasn't for the fact that Lan Ran's dream included that great god, perhaps no one in the Three Realms could defeat him at all.

And Yuhabach, who was beheaded in the dream, also completely disappeared in this reality because he recognized his own death in the dream without distinction between reality and reality.

Zanpakuto has been divided into two categories since the establishment of Seireitei. One is a fake Zanpakuto made by Ermei Yawangyue. It usually takes the form of a shallow strike, and its strongest state is the posture of relieving it.

There are many constraints, and it often cannot perfectly match the soul of the user, and even products such as the Broken Bee's Thunder Whip appear.

There is another category, that is the weapon produced by the soul, the True Zanpakuto, that is, the Zangetsu that Kurosaki Ichigo has been using all the time. Needless to say, its strength is so strong that in the original work He had to find a reason to recreate a pair of useless Moon Zhan Sabers for him.

But Kong Ke is the third situation above this. His soul from outside the world and the two Zanpakuto forged by Wu Wangyue have undergone some incomprehensible changes, and they have become a weapon that can be taken away. The Zanpakuto with the power of "beyond this world" is also the source of that strengthening power, and it will not be suppressed by the real fight in this world.

If it is said that Kurosaki Ichigo's true fight against the moon is a great coincidence that all things are unified, Sora's solution at this time is like an upstart showing the pleasure of killing people with numbers.

Yes, he still uses the solution instead of the real fight.

It's just that at this time, with a wave of his hand, thousands of Zanpakuto blasted away, and the lightning flashed, the thunder, the flames rose, and the frost condensed. It can be said that all the power in this world has been concentrated.

"Dye the black that I pass on!"

A soldier from the head of the army, a white pen and a writing brush in his hand, walked away from the dragon snake, and the monstrous black ink attacked the two of them. His posture was too murderous. Even if he ignored the suppressing power, it was terrifying and extraordinary. A little bit is the end of flesh and blood.

Fortunately, before coming here, Kisuke Urahara used Guanyin Kaihongji to change everyone's deadly costumes into pure white, otherwise he would be subject to the opponent's power to control all black at this time.

"Yueya Tianchong!" Kurosaki Ichigo moved Zhanyue violently in his hand, and the elegant moonlight slashed at the monk with terrifying spiritual power.

"In this world, there is no moon for a long time!" A soldier guard from the head of the army laughed maniacally, and wrote a moon character in the void with a white pen in his hand, and then turned the pen to smash the moon character into pieces.

Following this gesture, the full crescent moon turned into nothingness without a sound, without even a single wave.

"Drink!" Seeing that his strongest power was sealed, Kurosaki Ichigo simply stopped making moves and rushed forward with Zhanyue in hand to fight with Ichibei of the main army.

"It's useless, it's useless, it's useless!" A soldier from the main army laughed wildly and swiped his pen to chop, but in the next moment he found that he had cut into an empty space, but Zhanyue's blade struck his back from behind.

"what?!"

"*Xie, Da Ni Buddha." Hirako Mako stood upside down in the sky with a strange smile on his face, but the Zanpakudao in his hand turned into a sword with a reverse edge.

"All your senses will be confused in front of this sword, and you can't even blink, give up, monk." Hirako Mako came to the opponent in a blink of an eye, and the back-blade knife in his hand had already supported the soldier's main body. Ichibei's neck.

"Hey hey hey..."

Ichihei from the main military department let out a strange laugh and stared at Mako Hirako.

"Skunk! Why are you in a daze!"

Hiichiri's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and then a violent side kick hit Hirako Mako's abdomen. When he turned his head, all he saw was Sakinaki Hiichiri who had been swallowed up by most of his body in ink.

"In the Japanese market!!!" Hirako Mako hissed and howled, but at this moment he had no time to turn around and save the other party.

"I want to live... Mako." Riichi was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face that was always full of anger, and he said flatly to Hirako Mako.

brush!
Suddenly a figure rushed over, cut off the ink-soaked part under Rishili's chest, and then led Rishili back to the edge of the battlefield.

Almost at the same time, another figure rushed to this side, completing the emergency treatment in an instant.

"Don't ignore the old guys." Kurosaki stared at Kazuhei, the head of the army, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome." After finishing the treatment, Ishida Ryuxian raised his spiritual bow and shot countless light arrows at the main guard of the army.

"Cross guillotine!" Yincheng roared, and rushed forward with his strongest strength. Along with his attack, almost everyone took out their hole cards and blasted Yibei, the main soldier.

"Hehehe... I'm going to die, don't be in such a hurry." With a wave of the white pen, the monstrous waves of ink are already fighting with these countless attacks.

While taking care of Hiichiri in her arms, Hirako Mako also changed her sloppy look and shouted, "Masquerade Corps obey! Kill this monster with all your strength! Take revenge for Hiichiri!"

"Tsk, Skunk, I'm not dead."

"Ah, I don't care, just wait quietly for me."

Then he put on the mask directly, and the blade in his hand changed again.

"Return to the blade."

"The heavens rebelled against the Buddha!"

Following Mako Hirako's actions, the morale on the field once again reached a new peak, and countless attacks almost all of them were burning their lives towards Ichibei, the leader of the army.

However, no amount of people can make up for the absolute gap in strength. People on the field are constantly being swallowed by ink. If they are lucky, they barely save their lives, but they are still unable to fight again.

Those who were unlucky, naturally turned into a drop in the boundless ink.

Old man Yamamoto also stood up with his sword in his hand. In the previous wave of confrontation, not only did he not take advantage of the slightest advantage, but even his arm was taken away by the black ink. At this moment, he looked extremely tragic with the sword in his hand, but But he still went forward without hesitation.

When passing by Kong Que, he paused slightly, and said a few words to Kong Que as if talking to himself.

Then, ignoring Kong Mo's shocked eyes, the old man walked to the forefront of the battlefield with a sword in his hand.

"Ahahahaha Yamamoto! Are you really confused! Do you really think that you can defeat me by becoming the strongest Shinigami in the soul world? Can you defeat the spirit king's will!" The soldier's head guard laughed wildly, The white pen in his hand smashed at Yamamoto's head.

"No, I'm just paving the way for them."

"Remnant Fire Taidao" Yamamoto lifted the Taidao lightly with his wrist, as if he had done it countless times.

"North" For a moment, endless spiritual pressure erupted from the aging body, as if he had returned to his youngest time, and then the huge spiritual pressure transformed by life was poured into the blade in his hand superior.

"Ash of heaven and earth!"

What flew out from the blade was a pure white line, without flame, power, or even a trace of spiritual pressure.

Only when Kong Mo saw it, he realized that this move was so similar to Wu Yue.

They are all the final slashes that burn all the power and even life of a god of death.

The slash that changed the color of the world flashed by, but Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni who was standing on the field turned into a charred black and withered corpse.

However, even at this moment, the corpse still maintained the appearance of holding the knife and cutting forward, without any deformation or shaking.

The oldest and strongest God of Death in the Soul Realm has finally ushered in this predestined ending.

Even though Kong Moe could see the death will in the other party's eyes before coming to the Lingwang Palace, he just didn't expect the other party to be so decisive.

Perhaps it was for atonement, to atone for the sin of working for tigers to strengthen the Three Realms for thousands of years.

Perhaps it was for relief, seeing that the light was approaching, he could no longer endure the reality that he was living in the world and he was relieved.

No matter what it is, no one can know now, but no matter what, Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni has always been a respectable captain for the Soul Society.

"Ahahahahahahahaha! It's useless! Yamamoto! You must be stupid already!" The wild laughter of Ichibei from the military commander's department came out in the smoke and dust. Although he looked extremely embarrassed, there was nothing on his body. Then the wound.

"He's dead! Who's next!" With a wave of the white pen, the endless ink has already overflowed the corpse of Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni, turning it into a point in the endless ink.

"You're really annoying..." A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the wild laughter of Ichibei from the head of the army.

"I didn't think you were a good guy in the manga, but now it makes me want to hack you to death." Kong Ke walked up with a displeased face, and stood in front of Ichibei, the head of the army. .

"Cartoon? Are you frightened and stupid?" Ichibei, the military master, looked at Sora's face with a terrifying smile.

"Do you know why the knife didn't do anything to you just now?" Kong Mo asked suddenly.

However, he didn't wait for Yibingwei, the head of the army, to say anything, and he continued talking.

"Because it's really suppressed? Are you kidding me!" Kong Ke showed his usual ruffian-like expression, and looked provocatively at Yibingwei, the head of the army.

"You haven't fought in the Lingwang Palace for so many years, and you still have the strongest power in the soul world. I'm afraid you have forgotten the feeling of fighting with a real sword?"

"The knife just now, you could dodge it, but you stood there without moving. If you dare to act like this, the next knife will leave a lot of rotten flesh now, do you believe it or not?"

Kong Moe seemed to be getting more and more enthusiastic as he talked, almost pointing at the other person's nose and yelling.

"Ah, I know what you're thinking, as long as there are people in the Three Realms who remember your name, you will be immortal, right?"

It seemed that Kong Moe's words had hit his mind, and Yi Bingwei, the head of the army, suddenly changed his face.

"So, old man Yamamoto entrusted me with the task of killing you." Sora said flatly, as if explaining a fact.

"Enough!" A soldier in the main army roared, and with a fierce wave of the white pen, he brought a huge wave to the sky and attacked the mole.

"My real fight, even if it's just the moment of opening, it needs to consume a terrifying life and soul..." Kong Ke said calmly as if he didn't see the huge wave of ink rushing towards his face.

"Unfortunately, I don't have that kind of huge vitality to support me now. Even the moment of opening is enough to drain my own life."

"However, thank him for the knife just now, which seemed to kill you, but actually gave me his thousand-year spiritual pressure and the remaining life and soul."

As he said that, Kong Moe smiled, "Heh, just like the legendary grandpa imparting skills, I finally got the treatment of a protagonist."

"It's a pity that even if this is the case, it's only enough for me to use it for more than a second. It's a pity."

The ink closest to him had almost landed on the tip of Kong Ke's nose, but he opened his mouth and spit out a few words lightly.

"Really hit."

"grim Reaper!"

In an instant, Kong Ke seemed to disappear in place, and standing there was a blurry figure.

Sometimes it looks like a black-robed skeleton holding a sickle, sometimes it looks like a Pluto wearing a long robe with a first-born underworld fire, and sometimes it looks like the Hades holding a judge's pen and carrying a book of life and death.

There are countless images, but everyone clearly knows that it represents the end of everything in this world, and that is death itself.

In the next moment, the figure's hand stretched out a finger, and tapped on the head of a soldier in the head of the army, allowing him to move and move, black waves and white pens waved, but nothing could stop the finger.

"All things will eventually die."

The figure said so.

Thus, a soldier of the Bingzhubu died at his fingertips, and the arrangement left in the Three Realms, the power of infinite resurrection as long as anyone calls his name, all disappeared under this finger.

(End of this chapter)