Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

“…”

The man tried to persuade him again, but Ginjo Kūgo didn’t respond immediately, which made the former realize that he had said something wrong.

Until the sparks burned to 1/4 of the cigarette in one breath——

“Our partners are not bad.”

Ginjo Kūgo decided to explain:

These temporary Fullbringers only trained their abilities but did not develop a corresponding mentality.

A year ago, they were still rations hunted by monsters, but now they have become superpowers who can dominate the life and death of ordinary people...

Not everyone has the mentality of being the best in the world.

Ginjo Kūgo was able to suppress them because of his strength rather than his identity as a "teacher".

“Those exquisite puppets, although they are just imitating our Fullbring, at least they have retained 70% to 80% of their combat effectiveness.”

The Fullbringers who attacked Yamaru Lisa and others were copies of the people present.

The special nature of Fullbring makes it difficult to copy them, but from a technical perspective, using spirit particles can achieve a similar effect...

As long as it is not a very special Fullbring, it is not difficult to complete.

"Including me, we only caused a little trouble to the opponent, and we were completely wiped out by the opponent in half a minute."

"Do you think this is a problem of numbers?"

The "70% to 80%" evaluation given by Ginjo Kūgo is actually very high.

If these Fullbringers who followed him were to encounter a life-and-death battle with real swords and guns, they might not be able to exert even 20% to 30% of their original abilities.

"..."

The male "representative" did not continue to speak. Although they did not witness the battle with their own eyes, they knew that they lost miserably just by looking at the result.

Ginjo Kūgo began to feel that not all Fullbringers were worthy of being partners.

Like the first batch...

No, if you want to have a truly reliable core team, you still have to cultivate them from the beginning like Hidejiro.

Ginjo Kūgo touched the little head next to him, which would become a mess no matter how you take care of it.

As for the rest, it seems more cost-effective to eat them as "nutrition".

"Let's go."

Ginjo Kūgo's goal has been achieved.

No matter what those guys want to do, he has already obtained enough information about the Soul Society.

If he continues to stay here, he will be used as a knife by others.

————

At the same time.

In the broken world, the Call Valley.

In the thousand-foot-high valley that is so regular that it does not seem to be formed naturally, the huge "flagpole" points high to the sky; eighteen trembling purple prayer beads slowly surround An Heduo who is restrained on the "wheel" in the middle.

An Heduo has woken up at some point.

"You..."

Ryudoji Yanlong and his subordinates are standing on the cliff facing each other.

"Where is the Death God?"

"Still alive——"

Ryudoji Yanlong did not refuse to communicate.

"If the Soul Society did not use the Kidō Cannon to burn us to ashes."

Obviously.

As a former upper noble, he is not unfamiliar with the possible means that the Soul Society may take.

Even if the entire Call Valley is destroyed by the Kidō Cannon, his revenge on the Soul Society can also be regarded as a success... It's just not so perfect.

If Yamamoto Shigekuni was no longer as decisive as he was a thousand years ago, their achievements would be even more brilliant.

"There is still time to think about others."

Ryudoji Yanlong snapped his fingers.

The strong wind blowing through the mountain walls took away countless souls that were floating like tassels from the earth and the sky.

"It seems that you have understood your identity-"

"Missing beads."

"......"

Anheduo did not answer.

She had actually long been aware that there were too many contradictions in her memory, which could not be explained by experience.

Moreover, the fragments that occasionally flashed through Anheduo's mind were not all from ordinary humans, and the part mixed with a small amount of Shinigami and Hollows was particularly clear.

These......

are making her constantly question her supernatural identity.

"Snap!"

A mausoleum or a torii.

The beads surrounding Anheduo, under the influence of the power of the soul, turned into a place similar to a sacrifice.

Ryudoji Yanlong drew out his Zanpakutō.

The sharp blade slowly pointed at Anheduo.

As Longtang Temple moved, the entire space of Jiaogu was changing:

A huge vortex connected from both sides of the sky and the earth at the same time like a tornado, and countless souls formed a thick knot to wrap it up. It was the souls that made up Jiaogu chasing their lost memories.

"Since you are ready, then-"

Longtang Temple's voice fell.

"Swish!"

The skylight fell from the sky.

No matter the souls, the torii, or the huge mountain wall, the surging lightning column blew everything it swept into ashes.

"Boom!!"

The blast of the impact swept away the sand and gravel.

"Swish."

The six people of Longtang Temple quickly surrounded Anheduo and "protected" him.

"Sure enough, he is here..."

"Swish."

The rhythm of the instant steps on both sides is almost the same.

"Sir Haruto?"

Haruto, Lisa Yamaru, Shiro Kunami, Soi-Fong, Ayaka, Kumaru Yahachihara, and Kisuke Urahara brought the secret mobile team to the present world.

In terms of the number of people, Haruto’s side is indeed slightly larger now——

"The great sinners, the Ryuudoji clan!"

"You have been surrounded. Immediately hand over your rosary beads, surrender honestly, and wait for the fate of Soul Society!"

——However, this habitual statement made by Broken Bee before arresting someone is a bit redundant.

"Surrounded?"

Longtang Temple Yan Long didn’t even look at Sui Feng.

"Your understanding of the concept of numbers..."

"clang."

Ryuudouji flicked the Zanpakutō's blade.

As the invisible sound waves spread throughout the valley, familiar red hats began to pour out of the surrounding space by the tens of millions.

"There is some misunderstanding."

"..."

Haruto and the others looked at each other.

In the land called Minggu, the Longtang Temple clan, as expected, was able to summon almost endless reinforcements.

"Your Excellency Haruto."

Longtang Temple Yanlong did not immediately control the soul to attack.

"What's your reason for coming here?"

"I guess Soul Society doesn't have even an hour left for action, right?"

Ryuudoji Yanryu knows Soul Society well... no, to be precise, he knows the Central Forty-Six Chambers and the aristocratic system it represents.

"When the Kidou Cannon comes... you don't think I will let you leave Call Valley safely, do you?"

"..."

Since the other party knows about the existence of the Kidou Cannon, it means that they have had the idea of ​​dying together from the beginning: no matter what the price, they must leave a scar in the history of Soul Society.

"twenty minutes."

Haruto reported this number directly.

"oh?"

"It's more harsh than imagined...or maybe it's more life-saving."

Ryuudangji Yanlong showed an unexpected expression.

"Although I'm very grateful for your help in clarifying my doubts, I haven't answered the question just now. Haruto-dono——"

"Is it for Soul Society like this?"

However, his smile and calmness disappeared completely every time he mentioned the three words Soul Society.

"......No."

Haruto glanced at Anheduo in the distance.

"Not that great."

"I just hate the experience I had once... the feeling of familiar faces leaving before my eyes."

Haruto replied without any hesitation.

"Is that just for your own likes and dislikes?"

Longtang Temple Yan Long's face showed a smile again, with more admiration than before.

"You can say that."

Haruto does not shy away from Ryuudoji Yanryu's statement.

"Then do your companions know this selfishness?"

"Probably except Urahara Kisuke, that guy sincerely said 'for Soul Society', everyone else has their own little Jiujiu."

Words that attack your heart?

Of the guys who come here, except for Zhaifeng, none of them are serious about death... Even if they are not fun people, they are pretty good.

"Can't today's Soul Society even maintain the superficial justice?"