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"boring battle..."

Zeraki Kenpachi seems to have lost interest, and intends to end the farce: "Instead of continuing to waste time with you, it's better to find other guys."

sizzle...  

The sound of clear metal friction sounded, and the Zanpakutō, whose blade was shaped like a sawtooth and was full of nicks, was dragged by him on the ground at will, splashing a series of fireflies-like rays of light.

The burly body gradually approached, casting a huge shadow, and with the heavy pressure, it seemed that several mountains were pressing on his shoulders, making Frank feel unable to breathe.

The air seemed to freeze!

Under the pressure of that huge momentum, the ground let out an overwhelmed whine, and the sturdy slate was covered with terrifying tortoise cracks, which spread from the foot of Kenpachi Zeraki to the high brick walls around the street.

Every time he took a step forward, the ground sank and collapsed an inch, the momentum became heavier, and the spiritual pressure was even more violent like a tsunami, hitting Frank wave after wave, as if it would crush him at any time broken.

What a strong coercion...

Frank's eyes widened, he couldn't even move a finger, all his nerves were tense to the limit, and the roots of his teeth were almost crushed.

This is the Gotei Thirteenth Division, the ultimate power to guard the Soul Realm, surpassing all the gods of death, and a leader-level that is one in ten thousand!

And there are at least twelve more terrifying beings like him in the entire Soul Soul World!

Can they really rescue Tony Stark safely from these monsters with just these stinky fish and rotten shrimps?

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, it turned out that it had nothing to do with hard work. Unless these captains were in conflict, they wouldn't have the slightest chance!

But expect these captains to infight?

Frank's heart was gloomy and desperate, and the odds were better than buying a lottery ticket.

Clang——

The heavy sound of the knife echoed suddenly.

Frank looked up,

I saw the serrated blade, raised high and pointed towards the sky, reflecting a palpitating edge under the weak sunlight.

"Goodbye, travel disaster."

Zaraki Kenpachi held the blade of his sword and slashed down.

The broken blade that was full of gaps rolled up in a fierce wind as it fell, as if a surging wave was pressing down.

Frank's two rows of teeth rattled, and a roar erupted from his throat. Under the threat of death, he forcibly broke free of that momentum. At the last second, he crossed his arms, and the two silver-gray gun blades were in a cross-shaped defensive posture. in front of you.

Click!

Hearing a crisp whine, Pale Justice was suddenly cut off.

The blade that looked like a broken blade full of gaps, without any sign of being blocked, cut off Frank's Zanpakutō with ease.

Blood spattered like a fountain, and the severe pain attacked the brain.

In an instant, Frank seemed to have lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the gushing blood quickly stained the nearby floor red.

To... die?

Frank's pupils dilated slightly, and the things in front of him became blurred.

The death knell of death echoed in his ears, his heartbeat slowed down a little bit, his limbs became cold and stiff, like a living corpse.

"boring battle..."

Zeraki Kenpachi's eyes were full of disappointment, and he had no interest in fighting. He took the sword and planned to leave: "I hope that the remaining few misfortunes will make me feel a little more joyful in the fight."

Hu~

The breeze stopped.

The things in front of you suddenly slowed down.

The falling serrated blade, as if the pause button had been pressed, stopped straight in front of him.

Frank didn't understand for a while what was going on, when he saw a lonely and vicissitudes figure walking towards him from the position behind Kenpachi at a steady and slow pace.

Is that... pale justice?

Frank recognized at a glance that the lonely and vicissitudes figure was the embodiment of his Zanpakutō he had seen before.

"Are you going to throw in the towel? Frank."

Pale Justice looked down at him condescendingly, his coat fluttering slowly like a flag.

"Stop... stop joking, Pale Justice!"

Frank in a pool of blood, with an unyielding head held up, stubbornly stared straight at the pale justice, his teeth pierced his blood-soaked lips, and let the stench reverberate in his mouth, his hoarse voice revealed a trace of unwillingness: "I am Frank. ......When did you admit defeat?!"

"Indeed..."

Pale Justice was noncommittal, nodded slightly and said, "With your character, you have never bowed your head to admit defeat."

Before becoming a god of death, when he was active as a punisher, he failed countless times, but no matter what kind of danger he faced, this man never gave up hope, and even if he knew it was death, he would launch a final counterattack.

Just like those beasts in nature that won't let go when they bite their prey, even if they die, they have to tear a piece of meat from the opponent.

Be tough on others, be tough on yourself.

The Punisher tortures his enemies with brutal means, and he can endure the most brutal torture as well.

"You...do you want to keep fighting?"

Pale Justice's deep and dark eyes seemed to question Frank's heart: "Faced with such a powerful enemy, no effort can be made to hurt him, and the gap is completely irreparable, even so, we must continue to fight. ?"

Frank opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

But there was a faint voice deep in his heart that kept telling him that he must never choose to give up.

"You have two options, Frank."

Pale Justice's eyes softened, and his tone slowed down slightly: "The first choice is to accept failure and then just lie here and don't move. The effect of dying will let you live, and you don't need to worry about that person finding out."

"What about the second... option?"

After a slight silence for half a second, Pale Justice said: "The second choice, I still have one last bullet, breaking through the limit blockade of the mind and body, and bursting out an extremely powerful battle in a very short period of time, making you die before you die. make a final counterattack."

The last bullet?

True to its name, as a last resort to counterattack, Frank smiled wryly as if mocking himself.

"Frank, you are a veteran. You have experienced the most brutal battles and the darkest and most desperate battles. You should understand that the choice is the right one, right?" The pale, righteous and gentle tone seemed to persuade him. Choose to give up.

"Ok, I know."

Scenes of memories flashed through Frank's mind until he stopped at the night when his wife and children died tragically.

It was the belief in revenge and punishment that supported his rotten body and survived one hell after another. Since the darkness has not dissipated, how could he shrink back?

"I choose...battle!"

Frank's will overcame the dying body, and the fire of war ignited in his eyes.

"If that's the case, then I'll help you one last time."

Pale Justice slowly closed his eyes, as if he had already anticipated this scene, and there was a trace of sadness on his face: "Let that arrogant guy see how terrifying a beast is, Frank."

boom!

The last bullet is called to perish together!

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