infinite death song

"Is this the world where humans live?"

"Humans seem to be fun too!"

"Yeah, it's fun, just rip their guts out!"

"hungry……"

In an extremely lively atmosphere, a field invisible to humans.

"Prank kid group" Picaro expresses his own opinions, and everyone expresses their inner thoughts truthfully.

Just looking at the atmosphere is very lively, but no matter what they do or say, human beings have no way to hear their conversation and what they are doing.

As a result, there was chaos in the city.

From the perspective of the people fleeing in panic, the city seemed to be attacked from a higher dimension, and their attacks were invisible to humans.

Buildings collapsed one after another, large rocks fell from the sky, and dust scattered. Even if humans wanted to hide, they couldn't see where the attack would come from in the next second.

Then he saw the person next to him who was also running for his life evaporate in an instant.

Desperate screams sounded in the bustling city, and countless people cried bitterly in the damaged ruins.

Only Picaro shouted happily in another 'dimension', they were in high spirits, excited and joyful in their hearts.

They are troublemakers, mischievous demons, not a group of naughty ghosts who can stay in one place honestly.

"Come and play, there are a lot of humans here!"

"They're crying oh man, did it go too far?"

"Like? Apologize to them?"

"It's not intentional!"

"But they can't see us, so troublesome!"

"Forget it, let's play with us... Master Bailegang said before that there are as many human beings as there are ants, and it's okay to die a few!"

"Uh, uh...does everyone agree?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Then play with humans to your heart's content!"

Picaro's character is just like their young appearance, full of innocence and innocence without common sense of life.

They don't know what kind of behavior killing human beings is, and they don't know how to restrain their inner desire for 'play', and they don't even feel guilty when killing human beings.

If there is a sense of guilt, it is that they are sometimes imprisoned in closed iron cages because they play too much. For them, not being able to move is the biggest 'sin'.

This aspect alone is both their strength and their weakness.

They will not think hard about what bad luck will be brought about in the end of doing so, or the good side.

In the past, now, and in the future, they all intend to live so purely.

Despite their innocence, for the 'weak', it is nothing less than a 'scourge'.

"Virtual Flash!"

"Virtual Flash!"

"Virtual Flash!"

"Virtual Flash!"

"Virtual Flash!"

"Virtual Flash!"

……

A group of naive Picaros, appearing in cute and small images of boys, girls, puppies, etc., with pairs of shining eyes, then raised their right hands, then poked out their masked foreheads, and opened their eyes Mouth, flashes brewing in the mouth...

More than a hundred false flashes swept across the entire human city.

The spiritual pressure strength of each Picaro is not very high, and it is about a little stronger than the lowest level of Daxu Jilian.

But they are a whole individual.

In other words, their strength should not be calculated by an individual, but the collection of "all" strengths is Picaro's true strength.

Huge craters appeared one after another, expanding, blowing up explosion dust.

The diameter of each crater is more than twenty meters.

This is not over yet, the Picaros are completely dissatisfied, and continue to release false flashes, and the human city is involved in the powerful flashes and the sky full of dust.

A large number of false flashes stirred up the human city, after tens of seconds of excavation.

Many victims were implicated, and a large amount of land was rolled over, and high-density Reiatsu remained on the destroyed land.

"died!"

"Not fun, not fun at all!"

"Has everyone run away?"

"Follow them!"

"Go set off more fireworks!"

The Picaros once again set off lively discussions.

For the proposal of "playing around", even if there are hundreds of individuals, they will give the correct answer surprisingly consistently.

That's why they exist.

However, before they could make up their minds, when they went to other places, figures appeared in front of them, which made them startled instantly.

"Huh? Black kimono?"

"Where did I hear that..."

"A very familiar outfit..."

"Nelliel-sama said that these people seem to be called... death gods?"

"Yes, Reapers! They are Reapers!"

"False...enemy!"

"Did you come to play with us?"

"Their faces are terrible!"

Most of the gods of death who were discussed by the Picaros looked gloomy at the devastated land around them, and there were still a large number of victims.

They have tried their best to support this world, but they are still one step too late.

However, this is the first time I have come across a Pomian who is so keen on destruction.

Under the angelic appearance, there was an extremely disturbing aura hidden.

"Are these guys? It doesn't look like much, let's make a quick decision!"

Those who came to support were the [-]th and [-]th teams of the Gotei [-]th team.

Hitsugaya, the captain of the [-]th squad, stepped out of the queue and asked the many Picaros loudly:

"You are Pomian who belong to the True White Night Palace. Did Aizen send you here?"

Regarding Hitsugaya's question, Picaro showed doubts and confusion at the same time, and then one Picaro reacted, with his finger in his mouth, it was a broken face of a boy.

"Aizen? Are you talking about... Master Qingli?"

Afterwards, the rest of the Picaros also reacted, and their bodies trembled unnaturally:

"Do you know Master Qingli?"

"Idiot, Lord Qingli was an undercover agent in Soul Soul Realm before!"

"It seems to be oh, how pitiful, these people are the guys who were abandoned by Lord Qingli!"

"It's so pitiful, I was abandoned!"

"It's as pitiful as us, abandoned by Lord Qingli!"

"Woooooo...we are so pitiful..."

"Master Qingli doesn't want us anymore..."

Some picaros began to sit on the ground and cry loudly.

"What, what a bunch of noisy brats, it seems that there is something wrong with their heads."

Saraki was annoyed by the crying voices of the Picaros, so he immediately pulled out the Zanpakuto at his side, said something like 'fight with me', and launched a brutal attack on the Picaros.

A Picaro didn't even react, and was cut in half by Saraki's Zanpakutō.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"did not see it!"

"As fast as Fran, it's a 'ghost'!"

"Catch ghosts! Catch ghosts!"

"If you catch it, you will be hacked to death!"

Seeing the 'companion' being sacrificed as a sacrifice, the rest of the Picaros showed extremely happy smiles, and then started to move, one by one, they rushed towards Saraki, with their mouths open, and they released false flashes at zero distance.

boom boom boom boom...

Although the resulting movement was gorgeous, the sound of the explosion never stopped.

However, Saragi, who was in the endless explosion, laughed ferociously without any injuries, and hacked two more Picaros to death.

"It looks like a child, I didn't expect to have such a broken face." Matsumoto Rangiku, the vice-captain of the [-]th squad who followed Hitsugaya, saw Saraki killing all directions, and those Picaros couldn't resist at all. A strange face appeared.

"Of course, the strength of the broken face is strong and weak, but... these broken faces are a bit weird."

Hitsugaya nodded as a matter of course.

Although there are a large number of these broken faces, the Reiatsu that exists as a single body is not very strong, even for the captain-level god of death, it is weak and pitiful.

In the eyes of the captain Death God, Daxu Jilian, the lowest rank, is nothing more than a miscellaneous soldier.

Not to mention Saraki, even he, the captain of the [-]th squad, can easily be crushed.

"Xiaojian seems to be very happy." Yaqianliu laughed happily, not paying attention to these Picaros at all.

"Yeah, maybe we don't have a role to play. If we get involved in such a battle, we will be accidentally injured by the captain."

Madarame, the third seat of the [-]th squad, smiled, even though his hands were itchy and wanted to go up and slash those Picaros wantonly.

"Don't say that, Yijiao, if it were us, it might be a little dangerous."

Yumi Ayasegawa caressed her face and hair, and smiled thoughtfully.

Seeking truth from the facts, at the captain level, these hundreds of Kili'an-level great Void Reiatsu may be nothing, but if they are replaced by a seat officer, if they are accidentally hit by a false flash, that is also very important. The price of pain.

Toshirō Hitsugaya, the captain of the [-]th Division, was not so relaxed. Who knows if these broken soldiers are specially sent to carry out probing operations, and the more powerful ones may be behind.

If he was careless or relaxed at this time, if Pomian still had follow-up troops, he would definitely pay the price in blood.

Sure enough, when Saraki wiped out Picaro to only about half of it, Hitsugaya thought that his vigilance was useful, and there were many strands of spiritual pressure stronger than a single Picaro suddenly appeared in his spiritual pressure detection among.

"team leader?"

Matsumoto was slightly flustered, and she also sensed that after Picaro, there were many broken faces, and each of them had a terrifyingly strong Reiatsu.

Especially for the leading Aramian, the unnaturally revealed Reiatsu can be judged to be a powerful Aramian that can be said to be another dimension.

Hitsugaya heard Matsumoto Rangiku's low cry, but he didn't answer. Instead, he reached back with his right hand and immediately pulled out the Zanpakuto Hirinmaru. The icy white mist spread out, and his Reiatsu became icy cold And pale.

"Sit upright in the frosty sky, Binglunwan!"

Shunpo at high speed, Hitsugaya prepares to intercept before the enemy comes.

However, the scene that exceeded his expectations was that the leader of the broken face just stretched out his palm, and grabbed the Hinlun Wan that had been unraveled in his palm.

The icy Reiatsu wanted to freeze that Pomian's body, but was blocked by her stronger Reiatsu.

Nellie Lue du Odyshovank.