Reaper's Ultimate Enhancement

Chapter 41
A square face, a messy beard, and terrifying eyes.

This was the first impression Kong Mo had of the man in front of him. It had to be said that his eyes were like the gaze of the god of death from the underworld, which made him, the god of death, tremble.

At this time, Gao Shanqi and those gang members left the hall. In the huge room, there were only emptiness and the man on the seat. The biggest leader here stared at each other with four eyes facing each other.

After seeing the other party's eyes, Kong Moe noticed the other party's figure, which was different from ordinary people's height. Kong Moe thought that his height of 177 was not short even if he was not tall, but the other party even sat down. They are all half a head taller than themselves, and the preliminary estimate is at least two meters away.

The opponent's death tyrant costume was opened, revealing the muscular chest, and one could see shocking scars spreading on the man's body, laughing at his enemy like a poisonous snake from hell and like a smiling face of a clown.

Randomly placed on his lap was a long knife with an ordinary shape, protected by a scabbard with gorgeous patterns, as if it was not a sharp weapon for killing but a work of art.

When he was stared at by this man, Kong Ke even felt that the air around his body was imprisoned by the spiritual pressure, making it impossible for him to move even the slightest.

"Damn, what the hell is this?! Hidden boss??"

No matter how hard he racked his brains, Kong Que couldn't understand the situation in front of him. In the memory of his previous life, there was absolutely no such a person, but this terrifyingly strong spiritual pressure was also a real existence, which caused Kong Que to fall into a short-term chaos. among.

But he is empty after all, and after a moment of blank mind, he still returned to rationality again. In any case, the other party now obviously wants to talk, so at least his life is safe for the time being.

"You, the god of death?" the man on the seat asked.

"Hmm." Under the oppression of the huge spiritual pressure, Kong Mo felt that he had to use all his strength to say a single word.

Reiki can't hurt people, but it brings pressure to people all the time. It's like a person who has no strength to fight is thrown among a group of beasts. Humans can withstand that terrible pressure.

It was a warning of danger from the depths of the soul.

Although he felt quite unnatural all over, Kong Ke still kept his dead fish eyes staring at the man.

"Did it come from Seireitei?" the man asked again.

"Yes, members of the Guarding Team Thirteen, immortal."

Although he was not sure what the other party thought, Kong Moe still declared his name.

"Well, not bad."

The man looked at Kong Ke, his eyes lit up as if he had found some strange toy, and then he buried his head deeply thinking about something.

Even though he didn't know what the other party's sentence meant, Kong Mo felt that the spiritual pressure beside him was pressing towards him, which was the reason why the other party put all his attention on him.

Although instinctively, this spiritual pressure made him feel terrified, but Sora still resisted the trembling instinct, and stretched out his hand to the Zanpakuto at his waist.

Even if you can only persist for a second, it is better than being killed by the opponent without any action.

Soldiers must die in battle.

For no reason, the words that Madarame had said sounded in Sora's mind, and then his mind became clear, and there were no more random thoughts, and only the sword and the opponent remained in the world.

"Too long," the man murmured
"I have forgotten how many years I have been waiting, and finally let me wait." The hoarse voice was full of uncontrollable excitement.

"I don't know. Does anyone else remember my name, Liuying Longdou?"

As if sighing, but also as if looking forward to it, Liuying Longdou stood up from his seat for the first time, and slowly walked towards the sky.

Flowing Shadow Dragon Fight? ?
Repeatedly confirming his memory, Kong Moe can be sure that he has never heard of this person, but even if he is as dead as he is, he dare not say "No, everyone has forgotten" at this time.

"You are the God of Death. You must understand, right?" Liuying Longdou held the scabbard in his left hand, and gently pulled out the knife with his right hand.

It was the most common Zanpakutō, a complete Taidao image, without a trace of characteristics, compared to the blade in the gorgeous scabbard, it can be said to be quite simple.

"There are still three steps. As long as he advances three steps, it will be my best attack range."

Kong Que calculated silently, but Liuying Longdou seemed to know what he was thinking, and stopped after taking only two steps, and then pointed the blade in his hand at Kong Que.

"Do you know how this becomes normal?"

"Huh?" Kong Mo felt very confused.

"Shijie, Shijie, can you turn it off? Obviously, other people will change after reading Shijieyu, and it will return to normal after a while, but I have been like this for so many years. "Liuying Longdou gestured up and down with the blade in his hand, as if to let Kong Qi see more clearly.

"Maybe it's the release type at any time?"

Although he didn't know what happened, Kong Ke answered the other party's question.

"I've heard this saying before, but is there really no other way?" Liuying Longdou showed a distressed expression.

"This... I don't know either. Don't most people try to extend the duration of their initial solution? Why are you still dissatisfied with the rare release type at any time?"

"Because this is very annoying." He waved at Kong Que casually a few times, and Kong Que felt as if he was being stared at by countless demons in an instant, and the monstrous spiritual pressure enveloped his body tightly.

"As long as there is a movement, it will be like this." Liuying Longdou seemed very helpless.

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Because he felt that the other party had no hostility at all, this time Kong Que didn't feel anything. He thought carefully about what Kong Que probably understood.

The ability of this guy's Zanpakuto is an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure. It does not refer to the spiritual power that can be used, but pure spiritual pressure.

It's like the legendary reporters who seem to run fast. Although no one has seen how fast they can run, they all feel that they must run very fast.

"This is always regarded as a terrible guy. It is also very distressing to have to squat there every day and read the manga brought by this world." Liuyinglongdou seems to be hard to find anyone to complain about.

"Where are those people outside?" Kong Ke felt that his expression must be quite hideous
Long Dou: "They don't even know what Shijie is, so it's completely pointless to discuss it with them."

Kong Mo: "Where is this deadly costume?"

Long Dou: "A god of death I met once gave it to me. I waved to him to say hello and he gave it to me."

Kong Mo: "Where is this knife?"

Long Dou: "I picked it up on the road. After picking it up, I dreamed that it was called Dongwan one night. I called it, and it became like this the next day."

Kong Mo: "What do you mean if Sei Lingting still remembers you?"

Long Dou: "I've been to Seireitei before, but I don't know why I was picked up by a group of people in black clothes and thrown here."
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Kong Mo: "I want Jing Jing, don't ask me who Jing Jing is."

　So what. Quietly put a group here. 399857023
　　
　
(End of this chapter)