A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 634 627. Demons and Angels

boom.

Just when Uryū Ishida was about to take action, the Shinigami who was holding on to Orihime Inoue was hit on the head and fell to the ground.

Aren't these people this guy's helpers?

Ishida Uryu and Inoue Orihime looked at each other with the same confusion in their eyes.

Before the two of them could react, they heard the Death Gods coming forward to ask questions in concern.

"It was really dangerous just now. Are you two okay? You unexpectedly met this guy who was drunk and suspicious of his companions."

"Yeah, this guy drank too much. Are you guys hurt?"

"No, we are not injured! Um...thank you..."

Inoue Orihime answered hesitantly, but still had some doubts in her heart.

Even so, you shouldn't knock someone to the ground with a stick, right?

"Haha, thank you. We are all from the 12th Division, so we should help each other! These guys from the 11th Division are always at odds with us. It's really disgusting."

"Is...is that so?"

Inoue Orihime smiled awkwardly.

"That's right. It's normal for people to forget to bring a knife when they're nervous. We're not a combat unit, right?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"..."

Ishida Uryu who was on the side frowned slightly while listening to the conversation between these guys and Inoue.

Something's wrong, if you think about it carefully... It would be too strange to come out to help us out in this situation, right? Judging from what these guys just said, it is obvious that they have clearly heard the conversation between the two of us and the god of death lying on the ground. They even heard that they forgot to bring the knife. Didn't they listen from the beginning! ?

If that's the case...then this group of people should have heard what the two of us were pretending to be the 11th Squadron!

The two of us were obviously wearing the clothes of the 12th Division, but saying that we were from the 11th Division was obviously suspicious. There was no way these people would help us.

trap!

Almost instantly, Ishida Uryū realized something was wrong, rushed towards the crowd and roared to Inoue Orihime who was in the crowd: "Inoue! Run! There is--"

boom--

Before Ishida Uryū could finish shouting, an explosion sounded. Blood mist enveloped everyone in an instant.

"Forehead?"

A boy-looking Grim Reaper standing on the outer edge of the explosion range touched the blood on his face in a daze, unable to recover from the sudden explosion.

"How...ah? Um?"

He had no idea what was going on.

Just now... was the body of his innermost companion self-destructing?

"How...how could this happen!?"

He backed away in fear, "How could it be...ooohhhhh! Captain! Captain Nirvana! Is this different from what you said before!?"

Looking at the captain standing in the distance looking at him and others with a strange smile on his face, his heart was instantly filled with despair.

That's right, it was their captain, Nirvana who asked them to step forward to rescue the siege and surround the two travelers.

But this is different from what was promised. How could it suddenly turn into such a bloody scene?

"Team...Captain!?"

Boom——

The explosions continue.

Seeing his companions' flesh explode into blood mist one by one, he tried to retreat back to his captain as if running for his life.

But when he raised his head, he suddenly discovered what their captain was holding in his hand.

That's the detonator.

how so?

The young man's mind was filled with despair and doubt.

After graduating from the Shino Spiritual Academy, he took three team entrance tests and failed them all. He finally passed the fourth test and successfully entered the Gotei 13 Team, and was assigned to the 12th Division where he is now.

In fact, he wanted to go to the fifth team where Hinamori-senpai was, but he didn't have enough grades and there was nothing he could do.

However, only twenty days after he joined the team, a once-in-a-millennium invasion occurred. He thought there might be a chance, because he heard that those who caught these travelers would be eligible for special promotion. As long as he became a chief officer, he might have a chance. Choose the troop you want to join.

But as a newcomer, such opportunities are indeed slim.

Just when he was about to give up, the captain summoned them today. It seemed that he had some special task to give them.

The content of the mission is that once you find a traveler disguised as the Grim Reaper, try to stabilize these people, go up to them and say hello cordially, and take them back to the team building.

This is a good opportunity. Although it is dangerous for a newcomer with little ability to approach these terrible travel disasters, as long as you are careful, you should still be able to complete the task. As long as you can complete this task, maybe promotion is not a dream.

At that time, he was still a little curious as to how such a good thing could happen to him, a newcomer with poor grades.

Now he finally understands...

Why were these newcomers who were hired despite poor grades deliberately assigned to the twelfth division of technology research and development? It was not because scientific research did not require strength, but because all of this was controlled by the person in front of them.

It's just that this person needs a test subject that he can use at will.

demon.

Looking at the strange man in front of him, the young man's eyes were full of despair.

"This is not right."

Nirvana's ruthless voice was like a whisper from hell, "How can we escape? How can there be any reason to run back after throwing a bomb?"

As he spoke, his finger on the detonator button slowly pressed down, with a cruel smile on his face.

boom--

The world seemed to suddenly become cleaner.

Looking at the wonderful red scene in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on Nie Yuli's face.

That's great. It not only tests the power of the new bomb, but also solves the travel disaster. It's perfect.

But……

When the blood mist gradually dissipated, Nie Yuli saw clearly what was in the center of the mess, but was stunned.

"This is……"

Nirvana's pupils shrank sharply.

In front of his eyes was a pyramid-shaped light curtain. The surrounding ground had been riddled with holes by powerful bombs, but this light curtain was still intact.

No, what surprised him was actually not the light curtain itself, but the spiritual pressure gradually rising within it.

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Despair, helplessness, anger, sadness.

The sudden rise of powerful spiritual pressure seemed to be full of such emotions. At this moment, almost the entire Seireitei could feel such spiritual pressure. This spiritual pressure seemed to be similar to that emitted by any Shinigami they had ever seen. It's different. After all, spiritual pressure normally can only give people a sense of oppression, but at this moment, the spiritual pressure rising from an unknown person does not make people feel oppressive. It seems to only affect emotions.

"Weird, why are you crying?"

The still weak Shinigami even began to burst into tears unconsciously.

"No... I don't know... I always feel sad."

The tearful Shinigami all looked in the same direction.

That's where this spiritual pressure rises.

They seemed to be able to empathize with the person emitting this spiritual pressure, feeling her despair, helplessness, sadness, anger... and the compassion that moved people.

Why is she crying? For whom are you sad and despairing? Angry for whom?

What kind of kind person is this?

"well……"

There was a helpless sigh from the Fourth Division prison.

"you you you you you……!?"

Hanatarō Yamada, who was treating an injured traveler, stepped back in horror as if he had seen a ghost.

Because the man in front of him, who was clearly seriously injured and covered in blood, actually sighed and sat up as if nothing had happened!

"Is this the Fourth Division?"

Xuan Hao stood up slowly, feeling helpless as he felt the spiritual pressure coming from the distant sky.

Although he also wanted to rush over to help, this was a trial that the girl had to go through.

If this were not the case, there would be no growth.

As for the danger?

Just the mad scientist?

"Yes, it is!"

Yamada Hanatarō shivered.

"Haha... don't be so nervous."

Xuan Hao smiled awkwardly, "Anyway, there is a reason for me to be like this. You should also know it. Those captains in your Seireitei are so ferocious that they look so scary when they cut people on sight. If I don't pretend If you pretend to be dead, you will really be dead."

"Is...is that so?"

Yamada Hanatarō had an expression like "I don't study well, so don't lie to me."

When he examined this man's body just now, he was very sure that this man was definitely seriously injured! How could those shocking wounds be faked?

"Hey, don't worry about the details."

Xuan Hao seemed to see through the thoughts of the young man in front of him, and he chuckled, "Anyway, you are definitely not a bad person for asking me to come and treat me, a travel disaster that other gods of death avoid, and I am not a bad person either. We are all A good person, so as a good person, you will definitely keep it a secret for me, right?"

"Gulu..."

"Uh huh huh!!!"

Yamada Hanataro swallowed his saliva and nodded crazily.

For some reason, he always felt a chill running down his spine, and it seemed like he would be miserable if he didn't keep it a secret.

"That's great."

Xuan Hao nodded with satisfaction, "Now can I ask you a favor?"

"Wha...what?"

Yamada Hanatarō answered subconsciously, and then he was stunned for a moment before he realized something was wrong. After all, this person was a prisoner, so how could he help the prisoner?

"Then...that...if you want me to let you out, I'm afraid I can't..."

"Harm, don't worry, it's not such an embarrassing thing," Xuan Hao waved his hand indifferently, "I'm fine staying here, why are I going out? It's so dangerous outside now."

"Yeah... that's right, then... what do you want me to do for you?" After hearing this, Yamada Hanataro breathed a sigh of relief. I thought that this man was a traveling companion just like Mr. Kurosaki, right? So there seems to be nothing wrong with helping out a little, as long as it's within your capabilities.

"It's very simple. Please help me call your captain."

"ah?"

Yamada Hanatarō's head was full of questions. Didn't this guy just say he didn't want to go out and face the captains? Was there any mistake?

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puff--

Poof - poof -

The mandala-like blood kept blooming in front of Inoue Orihime's eyes, one after another, so coquettish that it made people feel desperate.

She stared blankly as the bodies of the people in front of her exploded one by one. Looking at the expressions of despair and helplessness on these people's faces, she seemed a little overwhelmed.

Under the protection of the shield Shun Rikka, she, Ishida Uryu and the only Shinigami who could be saved were not affected by such an explosion at all.

There was only a curtain of light, but it seemed like heaven and hell were separated.

Inoue Orihime could only watch these people die in front of her eyes, unable to do anything. Because at this moment, she could even clearly feel that these people who self-destructed did not do so voluntarily, but that there was a spiritual power hidden in their bodies that detonated in their bodies like a fuse.

The source of this spiritual power is not far ahead.

The only person who survived was the Death God who was knocked to the ground with a stick just now.

This is the only person she can save.

Why is this so? You are obviously companions...

Why do we do this? These are obviously living lives...

Inoue Orihime wondered in her heart.

She had never experienced such a scene, watching the living lives wither one by one before her eyes. She had no enmity with these people, and even just now these people were standing in front of her with a smile.

But the smile turned into despair in an instant.

What is the reason for all this?

Is it... because of you?

She suddenly raised her head, looking at the demon-like figure through the blood mist with tearful eyes.

Gradually, the smoke finally dissipated.

"Inoue...Inoue? Are you okay?"

Seeing that something seemed wrong with Inoue Orihime, Ishida Uryu asked worriedly.

"It's okay...Thank you Ishida...Thanks for your reminder, otherwise I might not be able to save people in time."

Inoue Orihime lowered her head and looked at the only surviving Shinigami lying on the ground, tears constantly pouring out.

"Everyone else...is dead, right?" she asked.

"Well... they're all dead." Uryū Ishida hesitated but could only reply, "But it's not your fault... the wrong person -"

As he said that, he suddenly turned his head and looked directly at the man not far away, "It's you!"

"Roar?"

Nirvana looked at the two travel disasters in front of him with interest. Why didn't he find such an interesting existence among these two travel disasters before?

"That shield... and that spiritual pressure! It's so interesting! The source is the girl behind you, right?"

"I don't have to answer your question."

Ishida Uryu turned around indifferently.

"Ah, yeah, it's so interesting. This is the first time I've encountered such spiritual pressure and techniques!" Niryuri seemed to have been addicted to curiosity, completely ignoring Ishida Uryū's rejection. At this moment, there was a look in his eyes. Only the girl behind Uryu Ishida said, "How are you? Girl? Are you willing to be my research material?"

"Are you kidding!?"

When Ishida Uryu saw this guy ignoring him, an angry look appeared on his face.

But Nirvana remained indifferent and continued to ask Inoue: "How is it? Do you want to consider it? I will not treat you badly! Don't worry, I treat women very favorably!"

However, just as he ignored Ishida Uryu, he was also ignored by Inoue Orihime.

Inoue Orihime just lowered her head in silence, not knowing what she was thinking, but the tears in her eyes were still flowing uncontrollably.

Tick-tock——

Tears fell on the face of the god of death who fell to the ground.

This god of death also had a complicated mood at the moment.

What happened to this girl? Why are you crying to me?

Is it because of fear?

Is she scared?

No, if you are afraid, wouldn't it be better to open your shield and hide yourself? Why do you need to save me?

Then why are you crying?

Are you crying for the person who just died?

But why... you actually saved me, an enemy, and cried over the enemy's death?

I really don't understand...

Could it be that...are you an angel?

Damn it...why...do I want to cry too?

Is it because of fear or excitement?

Looking at the girl's tears, the god of death seemed to get the answer right away.

Really...why would such a kind-hearted guy come to such a battlefield?

And why is it called a ‘traveler disaster’.

Isn't this world too absurd?

In contrast, this chattering captain is the real devil, right?

"That's right! How about I treat you with the highest level of treatment!?"

Niryuri still suggested to Inoue Orihime reluctantly: "I will give you eight doses of medicine a day! There will be five hours of mechanical experiments every day! You still eat with your mouth! You can also wear clothes while sleeping! Even if I will also try my best to give you a breath of fresh air during the transformation! How about it? As a research subject, this is already exceptional treatment!"

"You...guy!"

Ishida Uryū was already furious. The violent spirits gathered towards him. A spiritual bow was held tightly by his left arm wearing a spirit-dispersing glove.

He bent his bow and nocked an arrow suddenly, but just when he wanted to let go and shoot, he was held down by a slender hand.

"Inoue?"

He looked at Inoue Orihime who was shaking her head at him in confusion, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

I saw Inoue Orihime slowly stepping forward and walking towards Nirvana on the opposite side.

"Wait! Inoue... you..."

The trajectory of the spiritual bow was blocked by the girl in front of him. Ishida Uryu had no choice but to stop condensing the arrows. He was a little confused. Could it be that this girl really agreed to the other party's perverted invitation?

But soon he realized that was not the case...

Because the spiritual pressure on Inoue Orihime is getting stronger and stronger, it seems that every step is rising endlessly and there will be no end.

"You agreed!?"

Seeing the girl coming towards him, Nie Yuli opened her arms excitedly, "Hahaha, that's great!"

"Now... let me ask you a question." Inoue Orihime asked with a smile with tears on her face, "Are the treatments you just mentioned... all true?"

"Of course! It's absolutely true!"

Nirvana was dancing and excited, "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to be my material, then I will definitely turn you into the most perfect masterpiece! It's different from those rubbish! And I can also network your partners." Open up a way and let him live!"

"Trash? So...you regard them as trash?"

Inoue Orihime turned around and forgot to take a look at the bloody mess behind her, her eyes full of sadness, "So... aren't you our companions?"

"Companion? What are you talking about?"

Nirvana said proudly, "Isn't it? You travelers wouldn't dare to come here without knowing anything about your opponents, right? This would be too rude. For the thirteen people standing at the top, You should at least have an idea... How could I be companions with these losers?"