Reaper: The eight magic skills at the beginning, they all call me the God of Dharma

Guanyue nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied with the steady and steady business results of Tianbei and Master Hongye over the years. Although they had laid a good foundation and paved the way, those who lacked ability followed the route he set.

"Yes, so Captain, you are too prescient to let the ghosts build this battleship according to the specifications of war military equipment such as ghost cannons over the years."

While speaking, the three of them had passed through the hall and came to an air corridor.

The view on both sides is extremely wide.

It can be seen that outside the corridor is a huge open space similar to the tarmac of a modern airport. What's more, a huge monster is lying quietly on the open space, and there are many ghosts and Taoists running around busy below, carrying out a series of preparations.

The eyes of the three fell on the behemoth at the same time.

As Tian Bei said, it was a battleship.

It is incompatible with the painting style of the Edo period that is prevalent in the ghost world today.

The ship is 270.4 meters wide and 36 meters wide. It is basically made of metal and composite materials. The whole body is silver-gray. The ship is equipped with a triple-mounted ghost cannon main turret and six twin-seat secondary guns.

The position of the ship's side is extremely high, and there is a feeling of using thick armor to cover the bottom and sides of the hull.

Even the real people who are experiencing World War II come here and feel confused when they see this battleship, because many designs deviate from common sense and the logic of knowledge they understand, and the overall appearance style is biased towards fantasy albums.

……this is correct.

After all, no ship can fly as well as sail on the ground.

"Sea, land and air amphibious ghost road battleship Pluto, the most proud 'work' in my life, even if I build a larger battleship than her in the future, I will not change my mind."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a monk and wearing a red cassock-like windbreaker came over, still sighing with emotion.

"Thanks for your hard work, Hongye. Doesn't it feel good to create something that is out of common sense?"

Guanyue teased the visitor.

Master Hongye clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "At the beginning, I really felt like the sky was falling when I was asked to lead this project, but in the process of building this warship, I really learned a lot, and I also have a good understanding of the use of ghosts." A deeper, newer realization, but even that sense of accomplishment can't match the joy of seeing you come back after so many years."

"I like to hear nice words, but if something goes wrong with this ship, I will settle the score with you."

"Naturally. The preparatory work will be over in half an hour. Lord Guanyue and everyone can board the boat and wait for a short rest, or let me guide you to visit the internal environment."

"It's really full of confidence."

Guanyue turned her head to Youshi Ouxu and said:

"Notify the expedition troops to assemble on the ship, and you, the third seat, will be in charge of the grassroots combat command for this expedition."

"Yes!"

You Shi Ou Xu stared at him and left quickly.

"Let's go too, and see if your so-called masterpiece is 'as it appears'."

Then, under the leadership of Master Hongye, Guanyue and Tianbei went down to the tarmac.

Just as I was about to get on the transport vehicle and go to the bottom of the ship.

Guanyue suddenly felt something, and turned her head to look at the roof of the main hall complex behind. About a few hundred meters above the palace, there was a slender figure standing on it like a flagpole. There are black and white overlapping robes fluttering.

"Master Guanyue, why don't we go there first?"

Tianbei and Hongye followed the eyes of Guanyue and noticed the figure 167, looked at each other tacitly, and made a very interesting suggestion.

"It's not necessary. After we've dealt with our opponents and cleared the border, we'll have plenty of time to do other things when we come back."

Guanyue retracted his gaze.

Take the lead in the car.

Tianbei and Hongye quickly followed.

The transport vehicle, which combines the characteristics of a horse-drawn carriage and a steam locomotive, made a low roar and drove towards the bottom entrance of the battleship.

The top of the palace in the distance.

Smasher stared at the car until it disappeared without taking it back.

She stood like this for more than half an hour.

Finally, the ground team withdrew one after another.

Multiple injection holes were exposed at the tail and flanks of the battleship. The high-concentration spiritual flames were converted into stronger kinetic energy through ghost art, which gradually offset the influence of gravity, making this warship, which weighs an unknown number of tons, slowly rise vertically. to the sky.

Broken Bee's gaze also followed the battleship.

boom!

A thunderous sound echoed in the sky.

Ripples spread from around the battleship.

It seems that the air of Seireitei is giving way to the initiative.

Without the resistance of the air and the influence of gravity, the warship releases the slanted spirit flames from both sides of the hull like a bird flapping its wings.

The blue spiritual seeds are flying and dancing, which is extremely beautiful and gorgeous.

Under the action of this propulsive force, the battleship started to move forward, and the speed became faster and faster. Within a few seconds, it turned into a black spot in the field of vision, and after a few seconds, even the black spot was invisible.

At this very moment, Broken Bee withdrew his gaze, and left without a moment's notice.

Although the battleship flew out of sight.

But there is still a place in the court that can grasp the trend of the front line.

158. Wild Dogs and Stars Chase the Shadow of Steel (Second Part)

Nanliuhun Street · District 78'Xu Diao'——

This is a city that has nothing to do with the concept of law and order.

Adhering to the most ancient ethos, it is not so much poverty as backwardness.

But living in such a city where people can't see the future, people still believe in 'miracles'.

because……

"It's the god of death."

Residents gathered in the streets.

There are a series of expressions on the face that are suspected of self-deprecating personality, such as envy, awe, and fear.

The person who made them do this was a young man in a deadly costume.

In terms of clothing, everyone is wearing kimono yukata, which are very similar in style, but the black kimono and the samurai sword at the waist are the two most representative external features of Shinigami.

In Seireitei, the gods of death are everywhere.

But outside the court, especially in Liuhun Street, where the area is farther away, the God of Death has become a kind of legend, just like they are ordinary souls, and the God of Death is a god who judges all living beings in the world.

But even so, occasionally some good seedlings will emerge. After a bumpy journey, they arrive at Seireitei, and break through many tests to become a real god of death.

As the saying goes, riches and honor do not return home like a brocade night, and maybe they really miss their relatives and friends.

The young Reaper finally came back here.

"It's the god of death..."

Asai Renji and a few friends also expressed the same exclamation as other residents in the crowd.

"Come out, come out, Rukia, look!"

"I'm looking."

Contrary to the red-haired Renji, the girl in the light pink bathrobe acted calmly, but when the young Reaper stepped out of the gate and walked past her in the face of the applause of the residents, the girl suddenly felt extremely tired and her body shook. Limp on the ground.

It was a feeling that the strength of the whole body was suddenly drained.

Rukia has never experienced such a feeling.

"Hey! Rukia, are you okay~!"

Renji hastily stepped forward to help.

But he was clumsy and didn't know how to deal with it.

"Are you hungry?"

The young Grim Reaper noticed the situation here and knelt down to look at the girl.

"No...how could you be hungry."

Rukia stood up, as if recovering from the fatigue just now.

"Normally, I wouldn't be hungry, but the aptitude to have spiritual power is another matter. I was also confused at first, but this is a fact I have to accept."

There was an imperceptible bitterness on the face of the young God of Reaper, and his gaze towards Rukia was also full of pity and sympathy.

In this soul world where no one feels hungry, only those with power need to keep asking to fill themselves, which is the main reason why he will become the god of death.

Liuhun Street is too bitter, and District 78 is an out-and-out slum. Just to survive, you have to do everything, but as long as you become the god of death, you can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and become everyone's pride.

"Probably because you felt my spiritual pressure, your body spontaneously resisted, so you consumed a lot of energy. This is my fault, so please accept this."

Explaining the reason, he gave the dry food and rice balls he brought with him to the bewildered teenagers and girls.

The young Reaper stood up to leave.

at this time--

He shrank his pupils suddenly and looked up at the sky.

His temples and face were already wet with cold sweat.

"what is this……?"

Because the surrounding residents who were curious about this reaction, including Rukia and Renji, subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky.

Then, they all showed incredible expressions.

"Is that... a ship?"

"How can there be a ship that can fly in the sky?"

"I must have fallen asleep."

"No, no, so many people have seen it, it must be true...but how is this possible?"

"It seems to be made of iron, but how much does so much iron cost!"

Amazement, shock... other than that, there is no room for other emotions.

Not only this block, but the entire Xudiao residents almost put down what they were doing, staring wide-eyed at the steel battleship flying overhead.

It may be because the flight speed is not fast as we are approaching the destination.

It is less than a kilometer from the ground.

Because of its large size, people on the ground can roughly see its appearance.

For the souls living in this slum, the god of death has at least heard of and seen it, but this kind of huge ship flying in the sky, and it seems to be made of metal that they regard as a 'luxury', Never seen before, never heard of, never even thought about.

"`. It's too exaggerated. What kind of person can travel in this seat?"

Renji and his friends were stunned.

They even subconsciously glanced at the single-seater rickshaw that the young Reaper was riding in...it was a two-wheeled cart pulled by a footman, comparing it with a giant ship.

I used to think that the outer shell of this car was so polished that it could be used as a mirror, and only the god of death deserved to ride it.

Now the senses have been refreshed [-] times, and they are all rotten. There are no words to express, and I don't know how to describe the mood in my heart at this moment.

"eleven?"

Rukia observed more carefully than them.

I noticed a very eye-catching coat of arms on the outside of the hull. Although I don't know the origin, there is a number eleven on it, and a black cube on the bottom. There are two strings of prismatic marks inside, which are separated and opposed like swords.

"The coat of arms... the eleventh squad?"

Hearing her voice, the young God of Reaper barely restrained the urge to escape from the oppressive (De Wang Zhao) spirit covering the sky. After a careful look, he instantly recognized the origin of the coat of arms.

"Is the eleventh team also the god of death?"

Rukia looked at him curiously.

"Ah."