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

"It doesn't matter if you still refuse to bring your own Zanpakuto. Anyway, a sinner like me is not qualified to ask others to do anything. All I can do is... wield my sword with all my strength, and engrave my sword in your heart." Mark of."

try best.

And the actions corresponding to this are presented to Guanyue through her hands.

"Solution."

Powerful words were woven from those pale, bloodless lips.

The plain hand brushed against the blade, not knowing whether it cut the palm or the oozing Reiatsu turned into blood itself, causing the blade not only to be stained with blood, but also to spew out more blood.

The blade becomes longer and the arc intensifies.

The blood dripped down like a curtain of water, and quietly gathered at the feet of Uzhihualie to form a pool of blood.

Pure white haori, black deadly costume.

Fair skin, long black hair.

Against the backdrop of black and white, the viscous pool of blood is particularly visually impactful.

It is like a beautiful and lonely portrait of a tragic woman who was hanged and hung on a pool of blood.

And this woman also uttered words full of despair.

"——everything."

It doesn't matter whether he is explaining his own destiny or the Zanpakuto that has changed its appearance in his hand.

Guan Yue looked down at the pool of blood that had spread to her feet.

Surprisingly, there was no smell of blood.

It won't splash even if you step on it.

It seemed that the blood was nothing but phantoms.

but……

Guanyue clearly felt the 'spiritual outfit' on the surface of her body ready to move, which meant that the opponent had already launched an attack.

"The blood..."

While analyzing blood components with the help of the spiritual vision endowed to him by 【Body Source Flow】, Uno Hanaree's blade slashed at his neck.

It was still the same illogical slash that seemed to jump through time and space.

The difference is that the overly curved blade has completely turned into a blood knife, wrapped in blood, and the blade cannot be seen at all, but it does not look cumbersome when swung, but it becomes sharper.

Cut open the 'spiritual outfit' directly.

No, it's ablation to be precise.

boom!

Unohana Retsu was sent flying dozens of meters away by the heavy punch from the abdomen and smashed into the rocky mountain.

Guan Yue put away her fists with a blank expression, already having a conclusion in her mind.

Responding to the thought, more than 30 talismans were generated beside him.

It turned into thick golden chains and shot out, binding the woman in mid-air.

"cough……"

The corner of Uozhihualie's mouth was bleeding, and he couldn't help coughing.

Her abdominal internal organs suffered what could be called a fatal blow, but these injuries are repairing themselves with an efficiency comparable to high-speed regeneration.

"Although you are very careful, your physical ability still exceeds my expectations. What surprised me even more is...you didn't use your best ghost to deal with me."

"That's because ordinary ghosts don't work for you."

When Guanyue said this, the golden chains entwining Unohana Retsu's limbs and body dissipated into debris.

"`. This blood...is actually 'medicine'?"

Seeing the uncontrollable dissolution of the tentative ghost way, Guan Yue became more and more sure of his judgment.

"Your swastika is a variant of blood therapy. It converts your own spiritual pressure into the spiritual pressure of Huidao. The external manifestation is this blood. Its absorption effect is exaggerated, and after being absorbed by the substance, you can get healing .”

"But it's not a good thing because the treatment is 'a painless death'."

"Muscles dissolve, consciousness melts, and eventually even bones turn into dust. If killing can be regarded as a kind of mercy, then your swastika will surely bring relief to those who yearn for death."

"This is also... the last thing a doctor can do."

Regarding his point of view, Unohana was indifferent, and continued to attack after resuming operations.

Guanyue seems to have been assimilated, no more words.

Silently, he waved his fists to start a confrontation with the front.

(Okay) He didn't use the 'Eight Miraculous Skills', nor did he use the ghost way he is best at.

Not even Zanpakuto was by his side.

With only his hands, only his body, he unreservedly took over Uozhihuarei's blade.

The heterogeneous blood, which was red to black, quickly dissolved his unbelievably hard skin and muscles, merged with his own blood, and circulated to all limbs and bones.

Obviously he was fighting the fiercest battle, but Guanyue's consciousness seemed to fly thousands of years ago to merge with a certain woman who swung a knife to kill.

The muscle memory belonging to the other party, the cutting technique experience contained in instinct, poured into my heart continuously like a spring.

Unohanaretsu regained the identity of the original Kenpachi, but did not abandon the identity of the captain of the fourth division.

As the body wields the knife, so does the mind.

Rather than teaching, it is better to say that she is doing an unprecedented 'transplant operation'.

With the help of the characteristics of the swastika solution, all the chopping techniques you have mastered are forced to be absorbed by Guanyue into instinct! .

179. Let Me Take Your Dignity (Part [-])

The fourth team, comprehensive treatment center.

Huche Yuyin has been restless all day today, always feeling that something bad is about to happen, which led to a few mistakes at work that should not have been made. She is very tolerant, and they all comfort her not to have too much psychological pressure.

Even the vice-captain Seinosuke Yamada came here to give some advice.

But what you say is what you say, and what you listen to is what you listen to.

Still can't dispel the haze in my heart.

She thinks that the only person who can help her at this time is Captain Unohana.

Thinking of that gentle and kind officer, Huche Yuyin hesitated for a while and decided to go to the executive room to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, and by the way, ask for his experience in using Huidao.

But there was no one in the executive room, and it was still very tidy, and there were not many personal items, as if they were going to be put aside for use.

There was only a letter on the table.

Toru Yune looked curiously at the surface of the envelope, it was written to Vice Captain Yamada, but Vice Captain Yamada had left the team building long ago, so he probably won't be able to see it until tomorrow morning.

I don't know what is written in it. After all, it's not for me, so I can't take it apart and look at it randomly. The captain is not here, and Huche Yuyin can only leave with a slightly envious and regretful mood.

"By the way, why did you send a letter? Doesn't Captain Unohana come to work tomorrow morning? Is there anything you can't say at that time?"

……

Just like leaving the farewell letter, Uno Hanauri also passed on all the things he most wanted to leave behind to 230 Guanyue.

The essence of Huidao itself is to infuse one's own spiritual pressure into the wounded body, and Unozhihuaretsu's swastika takes this to the extreme.

In other words, she is more inclined to use this method.

Instead of sending people to death with a compassionate heart, as Guanyue said.

Maybe it used to be right.

But now, the way she uses the swastika has changed.

The bloody spiritual pressure is absorbed into the body, which can not only give a painless death, but also forcibly pull it back from the brink of death.

Originally, this was a "treatment plan" prepared for Zaraki Kenpachi, which changed repeatedly between life and death, to maximize the desire to survive, let it break through the self-restraint that overwhelmed the subconscious, and complete the awakening of power.

Moonwatch doesn't need this.

Therefore, Unohana Lie prepared another set of 'thanks' for him that was different from the treatment plan.

Lingzi has memory.

The blood created by Swastika was originally transformed from Reiatsu.

It doesn't make sense to simply inject this kind of blood into Guan Yue's body.

But what about mixing your own blood in your blood?

His own blood contains a high concentration of spirit particles, and these spirit particles contain the memories carried in the blood, so Uno Hananato mixed his own blood into it as soon as he used the swastika, and launched an attack recklessly, Increase blood penetration.

While doing so, the blood in her body is also draining.

Originally, "Jiejin" is an extremely sinister swastika. To exert its true effect, it needs to actively consume a large amount of spiritual pressure and turn it into a pool of blood.

In other words, self-injury eight hundred and enemy one thousand.

If the opponent's strength is too strong, the probability of dying together in the end will be quite high.

This is what 'everything' means.

The enemy will die, and you will die too.

A lot of spiritual pressure was lost, and a lot of blood flowed from the body. Even Uo no Hanauri possessed the first-class Hui Dao skill, but he was powerless.

The miraculous cutting technique quickly lost its spirituality.

The decline in combat effectiveness was visible to the naked eye.

By the end...

'Kangdang'.

Zanpakutao returned to the shallow strike posture, and fell off the ground by a miss.

Uozhihualie's face was as pale as paper. Although there were not many injuries on his body, his condition was extremely poor, and his eyes were gray, but it was no longer caused by negative emotions at the beginning, but a lack of vitality.

All the black hair turned white.

The whole body is crumbling, and the pale skin does not show the slightest vitality.

"I... love fighting, unparalleled love... The reason why I learned the Dao at the beginning was to keep myself fighting, but in the end there will be an end."

"When a strong man meets another strong man, it is no longer wielding the knife for himself, (*) but either to kill the other, or to build the other."

Unozhihualie raised his head with the last of his strength, tried to open his eyes wide, and saw the figure of a tall young man with a bare upper body and blood stained body in front of him, but the blood loss was not very real, and he couldn't tell The expression on the other person's face or not.

But she is still very happy.

"Because I can't kill you, because I'm weaker than you, so I can only choose to forge you."

"It's probably the most correct thing I've done in my life so far."

"If I can learn this way of pleasing myself earlier, maybe I can become a qualified Kenpachi, and then die under your hands as a real strong man."

"Forgive me for letting you kill a bad opponent."

But this way.

and the crown on your head will be complete.

Uzhihuali closed her eyes.

Slowly down with a contented smile, like a weightless feather.

Using my own swastika to give myself the most peaceful death, this ending is not bad.

In other words, for a sinner like her, being able to finally get what she wanted was a gift from fate, so how dare she ask for anything else.

Guanyue quietly looked at the woman who gradually lost her voice.

Contrary to the opponent, his condition is exceptionally good.

It looks like it's covered in blood, but it's all Unohana Retsu's blood.

Not only that.