Shinigami: A Double God, Younger Brother Aizen

"Is this the king key?"

"A cloth woven from the bones and hair of the Zero Squadron."

"No wonder it was able to break through the seventy-two layers of barrier between the Soul King's Palace and Seireitei without any damage."

Seeing this, Shiba quickly picked up Zanpakutō.

The moment he got it, he knew that the cloth wrapping Zanpakutō, the ancestor of the Shiba family, was the king key, but it was made into a cloth that could be used to make a death tyrant suit.

After opening it, a Zanpakutō that only appeared in family history records immediately came into view.

"This is the Zanpakutō of the ancestors."

"Moonless."

"As long as you are a member of the Shiba family and hold the Zanpakutō of your ancestors, you can use the final Getsuga Ten Chong once."

Holding the Zanpakutō of Shiba's ancestor, Shiba Isshin's eyes flashed with determination.

Whether it is a divine weapon or a Zanpakutō inherited from the ancestors of the five great nobles, if it is used, it will often have extremely terrible side effects. "Seven Thirty"

Just like using Zanpakutō, the founder of Tsunayashiro, will cut off the soul, using Zanpakutō, the ancestor of Shiba, will also have to pay an irreversible heavy price.

Even more tragic.

Just use it once, and it will be like a soul burial ceremony, five bodies will disappear, and you will fall into hell.

That is death.

When Shiba focused on holding Shiba's ancestor, the Zanpakutō named Moonless, a ball of pitch black ink emerged from the ceiling of Soul Society again, like a ferocious black python, winding and circling in the sky, quickly building into A minister.

"ban!"

The word "forbidden" was written in ink, and at the moment it was suspended above the ceiling, the Soul King's right hand burst out of Jūshirō Ukitake's body and was immediately split into two.

Half of the right arm fell on Lan Yan.

The other half of the right arm is covering Aizen's body.

At the same time, a jet of blackness like ink seeped out from the two people's Death Tyrant costumes, and quickly spread to their entire bodies.

In the blink of an eye, the second person was covered in honey.

"Wear the King Key on your body. It has the power of the Spiritual King and can use two swords."

At this time, the voice just now appeared in Shiba Isshin's ears again.

"Two knives?"

"enough!"

Shiba Yishin sighed secretly, and then he didn't dare to neglect. He put the death tyrant uniform used to wrap Shiba's ancestor Zanpakutō on his body, and then reached out to hold the Zanpakutō in his hand.

Shinigami's power, which had disappeared at an alarming rate, returned to its original state in an instant.

"Sorry, Aizen."

He twisted his body and his eyes fell on the motionless Aizen behind him, his whole body covered in ink. Zanpakutō was raised high in his hand, and the terrifying Reiatsu spread, causing cracks visible to the naked eye to appear in the air around him.

"No Moon!"

The blade cuts down.

Different from the previous scarlet sword curtain, this time it was a pitch-black Reiatsu sword curtain, which submerged everything in its path, taking away all the light from Seireitei, and slashed at Aizen with an overwhelming force.

Poof

With the sound of cracking silk, Aizen was split into two, and Seireitei once again added a bottomless ravine more than ten kilometers long.

With just the first slash, the king key on Shiba Isshin's body exploded to pieces, as if it had never appeared before. At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body staggered, as if he would fall down at any time.

This knife.

Not only did it drain away all the spiritual power he had just recovered, it even caused unprecedented damage to his five bodies, and it was the kind that was difficult to reverse.

"hold onto!"

"my body."

"It's just a little bit worse."

Shiba gritted his teeth and roared, he couldn't fall short again at this time.

With perseverance, he endured the pain that tore his five bodies apart and the tide-like erosion of weakness, dragging his body covered in blood and cracks like broken porcelain, turning his steps and facing Lan Yan.

This time.

He no longer held the sword with one hand, but used blood-stained hands to lift Zanpakutō above his head with trembling.

"Farewell, Lan Yu"

"The road to hell.

"Let's go together, three of us!"

Shiba Yishin roared, took a step with his right foot, used all his strength with both hands, and struck the last blow in his life.

"No Moon!"

The blade fell.

No moon appears.

The monstrous black sword curtain was like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, roaring in all directions one after another, shattering the earth, tearing the sky apart, and rushing towards Lan Yan in a mighty manner.

Clang

After the second slash, Shiba Isshin spurted out a mouthful of blood again. Before he even had time to see Lan Yan being split in half, the Zanpakutō, the ancestor of Shiba, which was stained red by his blood, was already out of his hand. , and fell to the ground together with his body.

The bloody body turned into dust starting from the soles of the feet, spreading upward section by section.

He had long been aware of his situation and ignored it. Instead, he used his last strength to hold his head up, eyes wide open, and looked at the strongest genius in the millennium who was trying to replace the Spirit King...

He had to see with his own eyes that the other person, like Aizen, was cut off by nothing in order to feel at ease.

However.

boom

An arm covered with ink suddenly raised, stretched forward, and then spread its fingers to catch the roaring Wuyue Sword Curtain.

The black sword curtain, which could split the ground for four days, was forcibly stopped at the moment it was pressed by this palm, and it was once again unable to move any closer.

at the same time.

The black ink covering the arms, body, feet, neck, face and head dissipated as if washed away by the Yangtze River.

The familiar face, the piercing eyes, and the stern curl at the corner of the mouth all came back to Shiba Isshin's eyes one by one.

"It's really embarrassing, Captain Isshin."

Lan Yan held down Wuyue with one hand and glanced at Shiba Isshin, who was prostrate on his body, his feet turned into spirit dust.

"How can it be?"

Shiba Isshin's bloodshot eyes flashed with horror.

Could it be that the restraint imposed by the Soul King's right arm combined with the power of the Zero Squadron was actually broken free?

Forget it.

The most incredible thing is that Lan Yan, who broke out of the seal, was able to catch Wuyue Slash with his bare hands.

In his opinion, even if Lan Yan was not sealed, Wu Yue who faced him could only be like Aizen just now, being beaten into a state of embarrassment and retreating steadily.

It is impossible to be so relaxed and freehand.

After all, that was better than a blow from the residual fire sword.

"In front of my Qi Ti Origin, whether it's the Soul King's right arm, 4.4 or the final Crescent Moon Celestial Chong, all your efforts will be in vain."

Lan Yan's face was slightly lowered. From an angle that Shiba couldn't see, it seemed that there was some Reiatsu substance covering his face.

click

Suddenly, his fingers tightened slightly, and the black sword curtain covering the sky was like cracked porcelain, with a large number of fine lines spreading out in all directions.

When the entire Wuyue Sword Curtain was covered by fine, bloody cracks, the hand that grabbed and held Wuyue down just held it lightly, and the Wuyue Sword Curtain immediately exploded into pieces that filled the sky with spirit particles. , glowing with blue-white light, like countless fireflies, flying across the sky and dissipating.

"this!"

Shiba instinctively wanted to scream out loud, but his eyes seemed to see something. Not only were his pupils constricted in shock, but even the exclamations that rose up in his throat and reached his mouth were blocked and could only flow back. .