Marvel With Zanpakuto

The signal...must be received!

The young caretaker did not believe that he had any hope of surviving under such circumstances.

But at least, you can't let your companions and yourself sacrifice in vain, fulfill your duty as a guard, and promptly notify the Technology Development Bureau of the invasion of Soul Society, so that Soul Society can prepare in advance!

From the moment he became the God of Death, he had already realized that he would die in battle at any time.

"It's interesting, I almost missed it."

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly spoke, stared at him with a smile, and rolled his two scarlet eyes: "However, this matter is very important, and I don't want to be discovered so early."

it hurts......

An idea flashed through his mind, and the young guard's expression became stiff and he slowly lowered his head.

However, he saw that his right hand was broken at the root and blood was flowing down.

The broken arm was suddenly held in the hand of the old man, and he looked at it carefully: "Well, no wonder I almost didn't find it. It turned out to be some kind of storage tool."

Although the Kidō technique was activated, the news failed to spread.

A ball of blood-like energy wrapped around the technique, blocking the transmission of Kidou's technique, and the message failed to reach Soul Society.

From hope, to despair.

One step to heaven, one step to hell. Under the huge gap, the watcher's eyes turned gray.

The old man waved his hand and the watcher was crushed.

The bones were crushed and ashes were thrown away, not even a bit of dregs was left, and they were completely wiped out from the world.

After doing this, the old man clapped his hands. Now there were no outsiders to disturb him. He came to the boundary crossing gate and fumbled for the runes on the doorpost. After analyzing it, a smile appeared on his face: "It's not too difficult. This way ...This way...and this way...should be enough, right?"

As his fingers moved, the azure ghost runes on the doorpost were replaced with blood-red text.

The boundary gate shook slightly, and then glowed with a bloody red light.

The next moment, a pungent smell of sulfur and some kind of rotten stench floated out from the door along with dark black mist, and then two huge figures slowly walked out.

"Mephisto, you are too slow."

The huge figure who took the lead to step out of the boundary gate, his skin was as red as blood, his face was as ferocious as a monster, two horns bent downward from the head, and his lips were full of sharp teeth.

The cold eyes, which were as huge as copper bells, dropped a look of extreme dissatisfaction.

"You made us wait an extra hour! Mephisto!"

The huge shadow-like figure next to him could not be seen clearly, but the cold energy condensed around him could faintly emit a soul-rending howl, and his lower body was burning like fire.

"Something happened, so I was delayed for a while."

The old man's true identity is Mephisto, one of the demon kings of hell.

"Allow me to introduce to you, this is his hell, called Soul Society." Mephisto pointed to a white house in the distance and said: "This is the Quiet Spirit Garden, and the guard forces are all here. .”

"What's your plan next?"

The crimson demon interrupted her and said in a deep voice: "With just a few of us, we cannot conquer the entire Soul Society."

"No, no, no, you are wrong, Cytorak." Mephisto shook his head and said with a smile: "You and Nigel are just forwards, just to attract their attention, I... .has its own plan.”

"Attracting attention?" The shadowy Nigel asked in surprise: "Are you sure you're not sending us two to death?"

"I will borrow this guy's identity, hehehe."

Mephisto rubbed his chin, then stared into the distance and grinned: "With so many souls, it should be enough."

Cyttorak frowned and seemed to have guessed her plan: "You'd better move quickly. Even if that old guy tries his best, I may not be able to stop him."

"Don't worry, don't worry, it won't be long."

As he spoke, a hazy bloody light flashed, and Mephisto suddenly transformed into the dead young watcher.

After finishing cleaning up, the old man put on a look of panic on his face and ran wildly in despair. As he ran, he shouted: "No... no, someone has invaded! Someone has invaded! Someone has invaded!"

"Get ready, Nigel."

Cytorak crossed his arms and stared at Mephisto who was running away, his eyes slightly solemn: "If we are careless, we may die here."

"You don't need to tell me this..."

Nigel took a deep breath, and the energy around him expanded and boiled.

They knew a lot about the Gotei Division 13 and had fought against each other more than once or twice.

Among them, more than half of the five most difficult ones are trapped in this world. But this doesn't mean that Soul Society's defensive strength is empty, because the most important one... is always there!

Just as they were thinking, they saw a bell suddenly ringing in Soul Society.

winter! winter! winter!

winter! winter! winter!

Six powerful bells tolled in a row, echoing throughout the entire Soul Society.

The six-ring chime means... that the 'Level 1 combat readiness state' will be entered. All Shinigami in the Seireitei can freely liberate their Zanpakutō, and the temporary liberation order is officially in effect!

"Here comes one."

Cyttorak's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke slowly.

Rumble——!

The next moment, the wind surged and roared.

I saw that the sky, which was blue just a moment ago, turned dark in the blink of an eye. The majestic dark clouds rolled like huge waves, covering hundreds of miles in an instant, and they were spreading at an extremely fast speed.

Pieces of ice flowers fell down, and the temperature suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.

"Manipulating weather and ice, it seems he is the captain of the 10th Division."

Nagel stared at the dark cloud and sneered: "It's okay, it's not too difficult to deal with. I'll stay here and you go give them some surprises to divert their attention."

"Be careful." Cytorak did not refuse. The void around him twisted and then disappeared instantly.

Nagel, who was left alone, raised his hand, and his five shadow-like fingers suddenly closed together. A huge energy filled the sky, shrouding the dark clouds in it.

"broken!"

As if to confirm her words, the sky covered by dark clouds instantly collapsed like broken ice.

boom!

!

Large tracts of void collapsed, and cracks stretched hundreds of feet.

"Swastika—Daigurren Hyōrinmaru!"

A cold voice rushed out from the shattered space.

Immediately afterwards, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply again, almost approaching absolute zero. The water vapor in hundreds of kilometers was drained out, turning into thousands of giant ice and snow dragons, roaring and falling from the sky.

This scene is like stars falling together, thousands of dragons roaring in mourning, and the power filling the heaven and earth.

Looking at the other side, Cytorak did not go looking for trouble with other people, but went straight towards the team building. With the help of the power of distorting time and space, no one could find his traces along the way.

When she broke into the central area, where the first team building symbolized the strongest people in Soul Society, she saw an old man sitting cross-legged.

The old man's beard drooped naturally, his eyes were closed as if he was sleeping, and there was a simple long knife lying across his knees.

Although he didn't move at all, Cytorak still felt a pressure, like turbulent waves under the calm sea. Once it broke out, it would be a terrifying movement that would destroy the world.

"Say your name."

The old man slowly raised his eyelids, and a gleam of light burst out from his cloudy eyes: "I will never kill an unknown person with my sword."