A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 793 786. Choice

"Hahaha……"

Aizen kept breathing heavily, looking down at Tang Guanyinji who was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body.

Finally, he won.

At the end of Tang Guanyinsi's physical exhaustion, he finally won the battle.

But...he is not happy at all now.

Because the strength that he had worked hard to gain with all his strength was not worth mentioning in front of that man!

An ordinary person!

The Tang Guanyin Temple in front of you is just an ordinary person! Even if he has spiritual power, it is completely impossible to pose a threat to him under normal circumstances.

But such an ordinary person, with just one thought from that man, had the power to crush him!

How could he be willing to do this?

"not enough……"

Suddenly Aizen realized that the power he had was not enough. He needs...more power!

Buzz——

The Zanpakuto was slowly raised, and Aizen looked down at the Tang Guanyin Temple in front of him with an extremely gloomy expression.

He understood that this was to express his anger.

But so what?

"I'm back...Captain Aizen."

Just when Aizen was about to swing his sword to find out, Ichimaru Gin, who left the battlefield with Matsumoto Rangiku, returned here.

"Ah... Captain Aizen is really as powerful as ever, defeating such a 'powerful' guy so 'easily'." Ichimaru Gin sighed with a smile as he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"..."

Aizen was silent for a moment, then slowly put down the Zanpakutō in his hand, "Is she back? How is she?"

"I killed her." Ichimaru Gin said lightly with a smile.

"Well... her spiritual pressure has indeed disappeared." Aizen's originally gloomy face gradually showed a smile.

He turned back to look at Gin Ichimaru: "It really surprised me. I originally thought... you should still have some special feelings for her."

"Emotions?"

Ichimaru Gin couldn't help but twitch his body as if he was laughing, "I don't have that kind of thing a long time ago. Didn't I say that when I first met Captain Aizen?

I am a snake.

It has cold skin and no emotions. It uses its tongue to find prey and crawls around...when it encounters an interesting guy, it swallows him whole.

I am such a person. "

"Is it?"

Aizen smiled undeniably.

"Then Captain Aizen... what should we do next?" Ichimaru Gin asked.

"I'm tired of it here."

Aizen looked down at Tang Guanyinji who fell on the ground with contempt, "It's time to end."

With that said, he raised the Zanpakutō again.

He understood that this was to express his anger.

And people who are controlled by anger are stupid.

He had to thank Gin Ichimaru for coming, which just calmed him down.

"Then let's go?" Ichimaru Gin suggested with narrowed eyes, "Use everyone in this Karakura Town as sacrifices to create the King Key."

"So...how should we deal with this person? Do you have any opinions?" Aizen asked with a smile.

"If you don't mind...let me do it for you?"

Ichimaru Gin chuckled and took a step forward, stretched out his hand and gently pressed the Zanpakutō in Aizen's hand.

"silver……"

The smile on Aizen's face gradually disappeared, and he looked calmly at Gin Ichimaru, who had his back turned to him.

"puff--"

Suddenly the sword flashed.

Ichimaru Gin's long sword stretched out in an instant, and when Aizen noticed it, the sword had pierced his heart.

"The only way to avoid the 'Flower in the Mirror, Moon in the Water' is to touch the blade before the full hypnosis is activated."

Ichimaru Gin turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"I don't know how many years it took to get this information. The stupid guys from the Gotei 13 clearly don't even know this, but they still think they can kill you. It's so true..."

puff--

The blade remaining in Aizen's body instantly returned to its original shape, and blood spurted out from the punctured wound.

"Ah...I have known these things for a long time."

Aizen covered his wound with a faint smile on his face.

As he spoke, the blood had stopped gushing, and the wound seemed to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that even if his heart is penetrated, it is still not a fatal injury to him now.

"I know very well your purpose of following me, but I still keep you by my side... because I am very curious about how you will kill me... But it seems a pity now, Yin... Do you think that with your level, you can... Can you kill me?"

"I didn't think so."

Ichimaru Gin chuckled and raised the Zanpakutō in his hand.

"Did you see it? There is... a gap here."

He smiled and showed the blade to Aizen.

I saw a small hole in the shape of a cone in the middle of the blade of his Zanpakutō.

"I left this part of the blade inside your body."

"What?"

Hearing this, Aizen's originally smiling face changed slightly.

Ichimaru Gin looked at his ugly expression and smiled and continued: "I once told you... my swastika ability, right?

Sorry, I lied then

It actually doesn't extend as far as I said, and the speed of expansion is not that fast, but... it will turn into dust at the moment of expansion and contraction, and then the inside of the knife... will release a chemical that can dissolve cells. Highly toxic. "

"!!"

Aizen's face became more solemn upon hearing this.

Seeing Aizen's expression, Ichimaru Gin continued to explain with a smile: "It seems that you understand? After piercing your heart just now, when I put the knife away... I specially left the piece that turned into dust. into your heart."

"Silver..." Aizen's face became more ferocious, "You guy..."

"If you still have something to say, I advise you to hurry up, Captain Aizen." The smile on Ichimaru Gin's face became brighter and brighter, "But... no matter what you say, you will still die when it's time to die."

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Aizen's chest and murmured: "Shoot him—the God Killing Gun!"

"!!!"

As if responding to his call, the part of the blade remaining in Aizen began to change.

The wounds that had healed began to crack from the inside out.

"hateful……"

Aizen gritted his teeth and looked at the changes in his chest angrily, glaring at Ichimaru Gin in front of him.

"Death with a hole in your chest, this must be what you desire, right? Captain Aizen."

Ichimaru Gin asked contemptuously.

puff--

As he spoke, Aizen's entire chest seemed to disappear in an instant and turned into a hollow, leaving only the thing that frightened Ichimaru Gin - the Honyu.

Ichimaru Gin calmly held his outstretched hand toward Bengyu.

Aizen saw this and wanted to stop him, but was easily kicked to the ground by him.

tread--

After taking a few steps back to ensure distance, Ichimaru Gin fell into silence.

It's over...

He sighed in his heart.

As long as you get this, everything will be over...

But at this moment, a spiritual pressure even more terrifying than before suddenly shot up into the sky.

"Silver...ahhhhhhhhhh-"

An angry roar erupted from Aizen's mouth as he fell to the ground in a panic.

Ichimaru Gin raised his head in surprise and saw the even more desperate figure.

All the spiritual energy spurting in mid-air dissipated, and the newly born Aizen looked down at all living beings like a god.

At this moment, he seemed to have truly taken on the appearance of a human being, with wings growing on his back, and the hollow space on his chest where the jade had disappeared had not healed, but shone with a strange light.

Suddenly, he raised his head, with a desperate smile on his face: "It seems that I won, Yin... The Bengyu you took away, whether it is in my body or not, its power belongs to me. "

"!"

As he spoke, the Honyu in Ichimaru Gin's hand seemed to resonate with the hole in Aizen's chest, and at the same time emitted a strange light.

The next moment, Aizen's figure flashed in as if teleporting.

Under Ichimaru Gin's dull gaze, Aizen slowly waved his arms with a contemptuous smile on his face.

The movement seemed extremely slow, but Ichimaru Gin couldn't dodge it at all.

puff--

Blood bloomed on Ichimaru Gin's chest, and a hideous wound ripped open his entire chest at an angle.

Watching him fall, Aizen reached out his hand to catch the broken jade suspended in mid-air without caring.

Then, the resonance between the hollow in his chest and Bengyu became more obvious, and the light intertwined, and the next moment it seemed that Bengyu had returned to where it should be.

Feeling the terrifying power surging within his body, Aizen couldn't help but sigh.

Yes, he... found the answer to 'Hengyu' earlier than Urahara Kisuke, but he failed at first.

In order to complete Bengyu, he once forcibly took the souls from hundreds of Shinigami and hundreds of Rukongai residents with the qualifications of Shinigami, and poured them into Bengyu. But until the end, Bengyu still couldn't be satisfied.

However, looking at the experimental results alone, Urahara Kisuke's Hondama is actually not perfect yet.

In this case, he took away Urahara Kisuke's Hondama and fused the opponent's Hondama with his own. In this way, the real 'Hengdama' was completed as he expected.

While lamenting the ups and downs of this process in his heart, Aizen approached the fallen Ichimaru Gin: "Evolution is often accompanied by fear...especially the fear that if it continues to develop, he will turn into ashes.

I really want to thank you... Silver.

Because of your help, I have to try to overcome this fear.

Finally, I succeeded!

Because of you - I have finally truly become an existence that transcends death and the void! "

boom--

The next moment, Aizen smiled and raised his feet to stop in mid-air.

The Ichimaru Gin at his feet had disappeared without a trace, and his flying figure instantly crashed into the distant building, destroying everything in that area and filling the air with smoke and dust.

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"Yin! Where are you going? Silver!"

In a daze, Ichimaru Gin seemed to hear a familiar voice.

This voice was slightly childish and full of concern.

Looking back, he saw clearly the appearance of the figure calling his name.

It's the young Matsumoto Rangiku.

"Aren't those the clothes of the God of Death? Where did you get them?"

On the snowy streets of Rukongai, the young Matsumoto Rangiku chased his figure with bare feet and asked doubtfully.

"Death's clothes?"

Ichimaru Gin was slightly startled and lowered his head to look at the clothes draped on his body.

That's it...am I going to die?

He soon understood the current situation, because he heard that... when people are dying, they will see a revolving door, and they will see the most important people and important things in them.

And this situation is the moment when he faces the choice that determines his 'destiny'.

"If you were given another chance to choose - would you still want to be the God of Death?"

A voice from nowhere asked calmly.

"hehe……"

Ichimaru Gin narrowed his eyes slightly, held the black haori in his hand, and smiled, "Of course, I have already decided."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was looking at him nervously with her hands clasped.

“I—want to become the God of Death.

Become Death and change.

Let Rangiku... stop crying. "

"Great answer."

The voice came again, with a smile.

"silver!"

The anxious voice woke Ichimaru Gin out of his trance.

He found that he seemed to be still alive.

And Matsumoto Rangiku, who was supposed to be seriously injured and fell to the ground and unable to stand up and move again in a short time, appeared in front of him.

She was as concerned now as she was then.

"It seems like we failed in the end... I'm sorry... Rangiku."

"No need to apologize."

Suddenly, Aizen's figure flashed up again.

Looking down at them, a faint smile appeared on his face: "You have not failed. Thanks to you, I can get such wonderful power. What is your last wish? When the world is reshaped, even if you Even if your soul no longer exists, I will complete it for you."

"I think...it's not necessary." A faint smile appeared on the injured Ichimaru Gin's face after hearing this.

"Really?" Aizen was a little confused, "Do you have any other trump cards?"

"Indeed I didn't...but..."

boom--

Behind Aizen, a dark figure fell to the ground.

"!!"

Aizen turned around in surprise and looked at this figure.

It's Kurosaki Ichigo.

No, it's not just Kurosaki Ichigo. At this moment, Kurosaki Ichigo is also carrying Kurosaki Isshin who looks exhausted.

Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to have no intention of paying attention to the scene in front of him, and calmly put his father on his shoulders on the ground: "Thank you...Dad."

He lowered his head towards Kurosaki Isshin, who had fainted from exhaustion in order to delay time for him.

At this moment, his voice was unusually calm, as if he was a completely different person.

Not only the tone of his speech, but also his appearance at this moment seemed different from what Aizen had seen before.

If I have to say...it seems to have grown a bit.

During the time he was practicing in the world of separation, his body as a teenager was still growing, his height became taller, and his hair grew longer.

He silently raised his head and looked at Aizen, his eyes seemed to see nothing but calmness.

"Are you...really Kurosaki Ichigo?"

Aizen's originally indifferent expression became serious, and his brows furrowed slightly.

At this moment, he actually... couldn't feel the spiritual pressure on Ichigo Kurosaki at all. If the other party was still the God of Death, then this would be almost impossible to happen.