A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

boom--

A violent roar was heard, followed by smoke and dust.

"First...kill one."

Grimmjow stepped on the ruins and said disdainfully.

Yes, the ruins under his feet were created by him.

There had been no movement under the ruins for a long time, so he naturally thought that the attack he had just exploded had killed the enemy.

"Damn it! Grimmjow! Don't be so reckless!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's worried voice came from behind.

"snort!"

Grimmjow snorted and turned back to complain expressionlessly, "Shut up Kurosaki! I don't need to follow your orders..."

Whoosh——

Just as he was speaking, there was a sound of breaking through the air directly in front of him.

"!?"

Grimmjow was slightly startled and quickly turned his head to look over.

I saw that a gap had been opened in the ruins, and a slightly embarrassed figure rushed towards the distance.

He is a Star Cross Knight who knows from face to face that he cannot fight head-on with Grimmjow and others, [Lethal Dose] Yaskin Nacroval.

"It seems he slipped away?"

Kurosaki Ichigo came closer and saw the figure running away, and asked doubtfully.

"Damn it! It's not all your fault! You let him slip away! I told you to shut up!"

Grimmjow angrily prepared to catch up, and roared at Yaskin Nacroval: "You bastard! Don't run! Stop!"

"If you stop and don't kill me, I will just stop, okay?"

Yaskin Nacroval turned around and asked, "Can you guarantee it?"

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you." Grimmjow gradually closed the distance and replied calmly.

"Are you serious!?" Yaskin Nacroval was a little surprised by this. Could it be that this man who rushed over immediately after a disagreement could still be reasonable?

Grimmjow made it clear with his next words, it was obviously not possible.

"It's just that if you are weaker than me, even if I don't kill you, you will eventually die on this battlefield. Why don't you let me give you a good time?"

"I knew it! Only a fool would stop!" Yaskin Nacroval spread his legs and ran faster.

"Hey, hey, you appeared on the road we must pass, are you here for the fight?" Grimmjow looked at the coward with only his back and was speechless, "Since you are here for the fight, then why? Still want to escape?"

"No, no, no! You are wrong!" Yaskin Nacroval explained confidently, "I am not here to fight you, but simply to kill you, so I can kill you quietly. It’s best to get rid of you!”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the unfamiliar face of Grimmjow.

"By the way, who are you? Not the God of Death, right? Why are you here?"

"Me? Speaking of which, I am Kurosaki Ichigo's enemy." Grimmjow replied nonchalantly, with a bored look on his face.

"Really or not? Great! How about we join forces to kill Kurosaki Ichigo? My purpose is the same as yours, so we should be companions!" Yaskin Nacroval worked hard together He ran away, blinking at Grimmjow.

"What a verbose guy, it's so annoying..."

Grimmjow seemed to have lost his patience as he chased, "That's enough, just keep running away like that!"

As he spoke, he suddenly bent his palms into claw-like shapes.

Click——

The sharp claws covered in spiritual pressure instantly left deep marks on the ground like tofu embedded in them.

"!!"

Seeing this, Yaskin Nacrovar secretly thought something was wrong, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

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"..."

"Then what?"

In the palace of the 'True World City' created by Yhwach, Hugolen Hasward headed towards the end of the corridor in the corridor.

At the same time, behind him, the soldiers of the Star Cross Knights were reporting on the battle situation.

"Report, all members of the Guards have divided into five groups to attack the enemy."

"Wait a minute...you said the troops were divided into five groups?" Hugolen Hasward confirmed with a slight frown, "Does your so-called 'personal guard' include Ishida Uryū?"

He thought that apart from himself who had not yet attacked, there should be a total of four talents including Penida Pakaja, Yaskin Nacroval, Gerald Valkyrie and Litje Barrow.

"Yes." The soldier lowered his head and explained, "His Majesty's order is this, and Uryu Ishida is among them."

"That's it...since it's His Majesty's order, there's nothing we can do about it." Huguelin Hasward murmured calmly, and then asked, "So, where did he go?"

"it seems that--"

The sound stopped suddenly.

Huguelin Hasward turned around with a slight frown.

He saw that the soldier's head had been penetrated by the blazing pillar of fire, and a familiar figure was looking at him with a smile.

"Do you care about Uryū Ishida that much?" the man asked.

"Buzby...what are you doing?" Hugo Lan Husward asked expressionlessly.

"Ask me what I'm doing? Shouldn't you be asking, 'You're still alive'?" Buzby's smile was mixed with anger.

While questioning, he had already grabbed Hugolen Hasward's collar with one hand, and raised his fingers with the other hand to attack Hugolen Hasward in front of him. The flames on it seemed to explode instantly. We must penetrate it just like the soldiers of the Star Cross Knights just now.

"Fire Finger·1!"

However, before the flames could erupt, Buzby's sight was completely obscured by his white cloak.

Hugo Green Hasward calmly disturbed his sight with his cloak, opened the hand holding his collar and threw Buzby out.

After a brief confrontation, the two distanced themselves.

"Tsk." Buzby smacked his lips in displeasure when he saw that his attack was so easily disintegrated by the opponent.

On the opposite side, Hugolen Hasward stared at him expressionlessly: "You would ask such a question...does that prove that you have not been 'chosen'?"

"Of course, the only ones who are 'selected' are you who come to this Spirit King's Palace."

Buzby's tone was full of anger, "The rest of the people left underground will be killed without mercy! We tried our best to barely escape, but we were still deprived of the power to use the Holy Body. We are unlucky. The guy even died on the spot.”

"Really? I deeply regret this." Hugolan Hasward said calmly.

"Pity?"

Buzby laughed angrily when he heard this, "Are you kidding me?"

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he looked at the man in front of him gloomily: "You should know these things, am I right?"

"So what if I ask?" Yugolen Hasward asked calmly, "If I say that I don't know what you are going through down there and that His Majesty has given up on you, will you believe it?"

"I will believe it because you and I are friends, right? Hugo!" Buzby grinned, looking at Hugo Lansward in front of him, a look of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Buzby..."

Hugolen Hasward's tone became a little hesitant when he heard this.

I haven't heard this 'name' for a long time.

"Call me 'Buzz'! Just like before!" Buzby stepped forward, his tone full of provocation, "Fire Finger·2!!"

As he spoke, he raised his two fingers across his body, and the two flames always made a perfect roar in the air, swinging towards Hugolen Hasward like a rope whip.

"It seems... we can't communicate with words."

Slowly pulling out the long sword and smashing the flames that reached his eyes, Hugolan Hasward spoke calmly.

The flames that spread all over the sky were like fireworks, lighting up the gradually darkening sky.

"Look at the sky outside! Night is coming!"

Buzby's eyes gradually became serious, "At night, when His Majesty is asleep, your power and that of Yhwach will be exchanged, right? Hugo - I will exchange Yhwach's power with you, the traitor , finish it together!”

"..."

Huguelin Hasward was silent and did not answer.

Unfortunately, the so-called exchange of 'His Majesty's power and my own power' was a lie from the beginning.

That was just to deceive Uryu Ishida.

If someone wants to take advantage of the night to do harm to His Majesty, then they are making a big mistake...

As for why he was able to use His Majesty's power without exchange?

The reason is actually very simple...because from the beginning, he was the same type as His Majesty.

Yes, from the beginning.

Since a long time ago...

That was thousands of years ago, when His Majesty first started to form the Knights of the Star Cross.

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In the dense woods, a hare skittered across the lawn.

Whoosh——

A short arrow missed it and missed.

The young Yugolan Hasward watched calmly as the hare escaped from him, as if he had no intention of shooting a second arrow.

He is a Quincy, so he has naturally practiced the use of the spiritual bow since he was a child, and going hunting is one of the training methods.

It's just that he doesn't seem to have a 'talent' for this.

Even the arrows he shot just now were just whittled out of wooden sticks, not spiritual arrows at all.

"You're so stupid! What are you doing!?"

A voice full of displeasure came.

Whoosh——

At the same time, another arrow came.

This is a real spiritual arrow.

It is formed by the Quincy's power condensing the spirit seeds in the air.

The arrow whizzed past Hugolen Hasward's ear, hit the fleeing hare impartially like a provocation, and nailed it to the ground.

"who is it?"

Huguelin Hasward looked back doubtfully.

"Hey, hey, hey! Do you want Sir Ben Baz to introduce yourself? You should state your name first! You brat!"

On the tree, a young figure about the same age as Yugolan Hasward stood on the branch of the tree, holding on to the trunk, looking down at him condescendingly.

This is young Buzby, no... 'Buzz' was his name before he joined the Knights of the Star Cross.

"Your name is Baz?" Hugo Lan Husward asked calmly as he listened to Baz's silly introduction.

Then he gave his name.

"I am Huguelin...Huguelin Hasward."

"Oh~~~"

Baz seemed a little annoyed about his mistake, but he soon cheered up again, "You are quite cunning to let Sir Ben Baz name the name first! You are very good! Hahahahaha——"

"I can't ask you to name the name...it's obviously you who said it yourself." Huguelin Hasward responded innocently.

"Damn it! Can you give me some face? Can't you tell I'm looking for a step for myself?" Baz was speechless.

"Why are you following me?"

Huguelin Hasward was originally ready to leave, but when he saw Baz following him inexplicably, he was a little confused.

"Ask me why?" Baz answered matter-of-factly, "A guy as weak as you can't even handle a hare. What if I don't follow you and you get killed by a wild beast?"

"Indeed... I'm not as powerful as you and can already use the spiritual bow. I'm still very weak..." There was a hint of disappointment in Hugolan Hasward's tone.

"Huh? Don't look like that! I didn't mean to belittle you! Hugo!"

Seeing the disappointed look of Yuglan Hasward, Baz seemed a little anxious, "Are you a fool? I can do this because I am a genius! You are not that weak! It's just that compared to me ! Do you understand?”

"What you said sounds obviously more shocking..." Huguelin Hasward was speechless.

"Anyway, that's the thing!" Baz said matter-of-factly as he dissipated the spiritual bow in his hand, "No one my age can use this thing! Your friends should be the same, right? After all, I'm a genius! You don’t have to belittle yourself, Hugo!”

"I don't know... I rarely pay attention to others, so even though I'm in the same village as you, I didn't know your name at all before you reported it..." Hugolen Hasward said helplessly, lowering his head. .

Their entire Quincy village is actually not big, so the children generally know each other.

It's just that he didn't seem to have the talent to become a Quincy since he was a child, so he felt inferior and never communicated with others.

"Also...can you please stop calling me 'Hugo'? I don't like this name."

"Why? What do your parents call you?" Baz asked in confusion, "Ah! I don't want to treat you like your parents, but I just want to know what the people close to you call you?"

"I have no parents, and I live with my uncle." Huguelin Hasward turned his head and answered.

"I told you that as long as it's the name of someone close to you, it's fine! What did your uncle call you?" Baz asked persistently, as if he wanted to become friends with Hugo Lan Hasward.

"Anything is fine, right?" Hugolen Hasward's eyes were still dodging, "There's no need to tell you that kind of thing. Let's go... If I don't catch the rabbit today, the people in the village won't let me go back..."

With that said, Hugolan Hasward turned around and prepared to leave.

"boom--"

Before he could take two steps, a flying heavy object hit his head.

It was Buzz who threw the rabbit he had just hunted at him.

"It hurts! What are you doing?" Huguelin Hasward asked doubtfully.

"Hmph, nonsense, of course it's for you." Baz snorted arrogantly, "I didn't shoot it for hunting, it was originally given to you! A weak guy like you, if it weren't for me, Help, don’t even think about going back tonight, right?

alright! That `s a deal!

Hugo! You are my little brother from today on! "