A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 712 705. Mercy

The Burial Force is a force composed of low-level Arrancars. Although these low-level Arrancars have humanoid shapes, their heads are still completely covered by hollow masks.

"Is that so?"

Dordoni asked back with a sneer.

He could clearly feel the malice from the other party's tone, chasing the injured intruder? It's just a cover, the real target of these guys should be him.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand what the purpose of these guys is. Master Aizen obviously won't do such boring things. At this moment, the funeral troops seem to be under the orders of someone.

"Who gave the order?"

Dorudoni asked calmly, his attitude as usual.

Although he was dismissed from the Ten Blades, his status among the Arrancars was actually second only to the Ten Blades. After all, this was Hueco Mundo where strength was respected.

However, because of this, the members of the funeral force opposite him naturally no longer wanted to respect him, because no matter how they looked at it, he was already dying.

"I guess... you don't need to know."

The members of the Buried Forces answered while drawing the blades from their waists.

"As expected, are you ready to attack me?"

Seeing this scene, Dorudoni chuckled and lowered his body into a posture, as if he was preparing to fight to the death.

"I advise you to give up. With your current physical condition, even resisting will be in vain. It will only increase the pain when you die. If you give up resistance... we will give you a happy life."

"Sorry, if you want my life... please come and take it yourself!"

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"Report!"

"The Arrancar No. 103, Dordoni Alessandro Del Soccachio, who was swiped from the Ten Blades... has been defeated by the invaders."

In the dim room, an Arrancar knelt down on one knee respectfully and reported to Aizen who was resting leisurely on the chair in the room.

"oh?"

Hearing this, Aizen spun his chair and looked at him with interest, "It took more time than I thought. Speaking of which, how many times did Ichigo Kurosaki die in the battle?"

"Once." Arrancar answered respectfully.

"For Dorudoni's level, to be able to do this can be regarded as overfulfilling the task."

Aizen nodded slightly when he heard this and said calmly, "Forget it...but did you miss something in your report?"

"Forehead……"

Arrancar trembled when he heard this, and cold sweat could be seen on his chin exposed under the mask.

"Who... sent the troops to beg for burial?"

Aizen asked in a calm tone, seemingly neither happy nor sad.

But the pressure of spiritual pressure that seemed to overthrow the world let the Arrancar who was reporting the situation know... If no suitable reason was given, then he would definitely die.

"It's...this...this..."

"What? Is it difficult to answer?"

Aizen asked again with a chuckle.

"it's me."

This time, before the kneeling Arrancar could answer, a voice came from outside the door, answering the question instead.

"Lord Aizen, this is the funeral force I sent."

"Ah, it turns out it's you, Sal Apollo..."

Aizen looked at the figure standing outside the door, with a faint smile on his face.

"I'm so sorry!"

As if aware of the danger hidden in that smile, Arrancar No. 8 Sal Apollo Grants suddenly knelt down on one knee to apologize.

"I just wanted to make it more difficult for the Shinigami who participated in the 'trial', so I ordered the dispatch of the funeral troops on my own initiative! Although this will not harm Lord Aizen, I did not get your order after all... I am willing to accept any punishment!"

"No...it's nothing."

Aizen still had a faint smile on his face, "As long as there is a reason, I won't blame you. After all, I am not qualified to take responsibility for your behavior."

Just like when he did things for Xuan Hao, any behavior can be explained as long as there is a reason that the other party cannot blame.

But the Sal Apollo in front of him seemed to have not learned the essence at all.

What kind of reasons are most acceptable?

The most important point is that there must be no falsehood in this reason.

"Thank you... thank you, sir, for not pursuing the matter! I resign..." Sal Apollo was stunned. He didn't expect Lord Aizen to forgive him so easily.

But just when he thought he was ready to leave, Aizen spoke again.

"The next time you report... remember to be more accurate, Sal Apollo."

"!!"

"The intruder's spiritual pressure records collected through Dorudoni will be of great help to your research, right? You are planning to recover his body. What do you know from the remaining spiritual pressure on his body? Even if he... He didn't die in battle." Aizen said calmly, without any intention of blaming him in his tone.

But these words made Sal Apollo's expression become extremely ugly, "Yes... I did ask the burial troops to bring Dorudoni's body back by the way..."

"I see... Since it is helpful to you, you don't have to do this. Just report it to me. I will order Dorudoni to cooperate with your research." Aizen said with some regret in his tone, "You know? ...What you did is too cruel. Our kind-hearted Princess cannot stand such behavior, so the gain outweighs the loss."

The 'kind princess' he meant was of course Orihime Inoue.

This girl can be regarded as the master of Xuye Palace at the moment. For that girl, it must be unbearable to see such a loyal subordinate finally survive after an upright battle but eventually die at the hands of her own people. of.

"this……"

Sal Apollo's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He thought Lord Aizen would be angry because of this, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking it.

Aizen-sama is indeed wise, and the trash that was brushed off cannot be compared with his status, but it seems that the plan has failed.

Because he subconsciously ignored one thing... Master Aizen no longer has the final say in Xuye Palace at this moment.

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"You...please stop it."

Just when the funeral troops were about to attack Dorudoni, a gloomy voice sounded that made people feel a deep chill coming from the depths of their souls.

Then, the dark mist surrounded every member of the funeral force present.

"!!"

No one dared to move any further.

They recognized what it was.

This is the power of Balegang Ruisenbang, the messenger of ‘death’ beside the king! As long as they touch it even slightly, they will turn into dust and dissipate.

Step - step -

Footsteps came from behind.

The people of the Burying Army were motionless, so they couldn't see the people coming from behind. However, in their impression, the person who used such power should be in a state of returning to the sword. The death-like posture usually does not use legs to walk but Suspended in mid-air.

The only person who could see the person coming from behind was Dorudoni, who was facing in this direction.

He saw a girl who looked like an angel slowly walking towards him, and behind this girl was the God of Death.

This reminded him of the order that all members of the Xuye Palace had received - under no circumstances should they harm a girl with long orange hair named Inoue Orihime, because she was the real princess of this palace.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why this girl suddenly appeared here.

But... although he didn't know the situation clearly, he seemed to be able to understand the look in this girl's eyes at the moment. That was...

mercy.

Before coming here, Inoue Orihime wanted to understand one thing.

Her brother may be right. This world is indeed wrong and distorted compared to the normal world in her worldview where she is exposed to the truth of the world.

Death is sad enough, why should these dead souls go through such suffering?

Become a Hollow, become an Arrancar, be used by others, obviously extremely loyal, but in the end it will end like that.

This seemed too sad to her.

Then she seemed to understand what she should do.

She has the ability to guide and even redeem these sad souls, just like the new world that her brother said, the good will return to heaven and the evil will return to earth.

She can help distinguish the good and evil of these souls and guide them to the new world, heaven or hell.

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boom--

A deafening roar echoed in another room.

Kurosaki Ichigo was not the only one who encountered a powerful enemy, Ishida Uryu was also dodging in embarrassment under the pursuit of the Arrancar.

"Hahahahahaha——"

Excited laughter echoed in the huge room full of stone pillars. High above the stone pillars, a petite figure wearing a short skirt and suspenders was laughing wildly and whipping the whip-like weapon in his hand. It was more like a whip than a whip. Like a slender rope, the rope is looped with a sharp wheel. Every time the wheel is ejected, it will cause a violent roar in the room.

She is Arrancar No. 105, Tiruti Sandavich. Her purple wavy braids were constantly swaying under her intense movements, and the drop-shaped marks on her face were the same color as her dark purple lips. Her figure should be considered the most petite among the Arrancars she had seen, and her mask It is transformed into a hair ornament and worn on the left side of the forehead.

"Where can you hide? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand! It's useless to hide anywhere! You can't escape from the palm of my hand, Tiruti!"

boom--

The spinning missile once again hit Uryū Ishida with the power of the long rope. For a moment, gravel flew everywhere where it was hit, but Uryū Ishida, who was the target, once again narrowly avoided it. .

Not only did he avoid the attack again, he even had the energy to fight back.

A flying spiritual arrow shot out from the smoke and pointed directly at Tiruti's head.

"Tsk."

Tiruti smacked her lips slightly when she saw this, and the spinning wheel quickly recovered, blocking the trajectory of the spiritual arrow shot and deflecting it.

The look on her face became a little displeased: "Didn't I say you can't escape? Please don't attack me when I'm talking, okay? It's really rude. Are you considered a man like this? That's too much! Could it be that you are a human being? Are all men so rude?"

As she spoke, she waved the rope in her hand again, causing the wheel to spin and hit Uryū Ishida.

"Just accept your death! You stinky man wearing weird clothes!"

"This is the Quincy's exclusive battle uniform, okay!? Whether it's clothing or behavior, you have no intention of criticizing me, right!? Stupid woman!"

Uryū Ishida retorted angrily, "You keep chasing me and attacking, why don't you let me fight back? When did the women in Hueco Mundo learn to have double standards? Also, I'm here in formal attire! I don't know better than you. The shameful clothes are so good that I don’t know where they are!”

If Kurosaki Ichigo heard this, he would probably complain about Ishida Uryū's ability to criticize people so much that he didn't fail at all.

But this would obviously only make the Arrancar on the other side even more angry.

Buzz——

As the look on Tiruti's face darkened, her attacks became more violent.

The idling sound of the wheel became more violent, the speed suddenly increased, and almost instantly, it was behind the fleeing Uryu Ishida.

"hateful!"

Seeing that he was about to be hit, Ishida Uryu cursed secretly and turned around. He raised the spiritual bow that was like a spider web in his hand and used it as a shield to resist the attack in front of him.

"呲——"

A harsh friction sound sounded. It was the sharp sound made by the wheel rubbing against the spirit son on the spiritual bow.

Although the attack was blocked, the power coming from the wheel still caused Uryū Ishida to be knocked away and he rolled several times on the ground before he could stop.

"Haha, that's not a real shield of yours, don't be too pushy, you stinky man." Tiruti finally found the opportunity to sarcastically look at Ishida Uryū's embarrassed appearance.

"Tsk..."

Ishida Uryu ignored the other party's sarcasm. He rubbed his body that was a little sore from the impact and stood up quickly, looking solemnly at Tiruti high up.

Continuing to be consumed like this doesn't seem to be the answer.

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On the other side, Abarai Renji, who was being chased by the police and had just escaped from the boundary, looked at the surrounding environment and began to frown unconsciously.

When he entered the broken world, the entrance was clearly in the desert, but now he was in... a building of unknown size.

He heard that there were very few buildings in Hueco Mundo, and that most Hollow beasts just made their nests out of the bones of the Great Hollow, so he quickly guessed where this place might be.

That's right, when it comes to the buildings in Hueco Mundo, the first thing that obviously makes him think of it is the exact destination that Rukia and the others are going to - Xuye Palace!

From this point of view, it seems that the appearance of Jutu and the change of the coordinates of the entrance to the broken boundary are not accidental. It is obvious that he was fooled.

Some people don't want him to leave like this, or in other words, Hueco Mundo is not a place where they, the God of Death, can come and leave as they please!

"!!!"

Just as Renji Abarai figured out the situation around him, before he had time to think about countermeasures, the ground beneath his feet suddenly disappeared.

He didn't have time to react and began to fall.

Just as he was about to establish a foothold and return, a terrifying amount of spiritual pressure pressed down on him, locking his entire body.

Displeasure, disgust, disdain.

The owner of the spiritual pressure didn't seem to be in a good mood. At least Renji Abarai had never felt such malicious spiritual pressure before.