infinite death song

Because holding the title of 'Jianba' is also the belief he has been carrying out since ancient times. He will only fight one-on-one with others fairly and justly, rather than besieging someone together. , and the face of the eleventh team.

Even if the Corpse Soul World is destroyed for this, it cannot change his insistence on this principle.

Due to the atmosphere, the battle between Neutra and Saraki does not look like a rational creature, but like two hungry beasts in the forest, and it happens that there is only one prey in front of them, and the life and death between the beasts is going on fight.

Neutra's adjutant, Dessler, and Saraki's adjutant, Kusaka Yachiryu, both stood quietly by the side, with no intention of stepping forward to make a move.

Compared to the nervousness on Daisler's face, Kusaka Yachiryu sat on a rock among the ruins, resting his chin on his hands, and looked at the two 'beasts' in the field with a cute smile, even if they were more Neutra cut several shocking wounds on Mu's body, and she just smiled, concentrating on seeing all of Saraki's performances in her eyes.

Ever since, as the fighting atmosphere heated up, the spiritual pressure spreading out of Saraki's body became more and more violent, as if it had been liberated for a long time, and gradually formed a heavy pressure field. Neutra felt this dull pressure , the advantage was disintegrated at once, and then he was sent flying, and fell on all fours in the ruins. It seemed that he was well taken care of by Saraki.

He jumped up and fell to the ground, pressed his neck with his palm, and at the same time, his neck twisted and made a crackling sound.

"It's really amazing, you guy, you are indeed the captain of the combat unit."

"So hurry up and use your return blade, my Zanpakutō has neither initial release nor swastika, it can only be used for slashing."

Saraki told his situation, and then used the raised Reiatsu to force Neutra to quickly use his return power.

"Your ability is really good, it's very enviable."

"Do you think it's good too? It's true. Among the [-]th squad, my blade is the most suitable standard for 'Sword Eight'!"

Saraki laughed so heartily and said that Neutra's praise made him very happy.

While admiring Neutra, I also decided in my heart to use all my strength to defeat Pomian in front of me, which is the best respect for him.

"Then, let's end the preparatory exercise here, captain of the [-]th team, and the next step is... a life-and-death contest!"

A dazzling golden Reiatsu rushed from Neutra's body, starting with an ominous wind of despair. In the golden Reiatsu wrapped in evil, you can also see Neutra's smile becoming more evil and dangerous.

If he doesn't restrain his strength, after returning to the blade, his strength will grow by leaps and bounds in quality.

The outbreak of this force did not frighten Saraki, no, maybe he even gave up the fear itself.

He is the captain of the 11th Division of the Gotei [-]th Team, No.[-] Ren Kenpachi, a man who brings ultimate fear to the enemy.

Noyt stretched his body, a huge crescent-like horn grew from his head, and each of the six arms held the same huge curved blade weapon. The golden color full of ominous and despair flowed on the surface of the weapon, Add a bit of evil and cruelty.

"Is this your return to the blade posture? It's really a good look."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"This is not a compliment, but the blood in my body is boiling."

"What, it's the same as me, so are you ready to die?"

"Killing me, Lao Tzu, is exactly what I wish for!"

Saraki responded to Neutra's provocation, thinking that his death in battle was the best result for himself and for his opponent.

Or, he won.

Compared with normal times, Neutra's Reiatsu after returning to the sword became heavier, but Zaraki was laughing wildly, there was no so-called prelude, and there was no so-called low tide. The two of them were so passionate from the beginning of the fight state of fighting.

The tireless beast fought a life-and-death struggle among the ruins.

The attitude of completely selfless is exactly the battle they have been looking forward to for many years.

Longing for such an opponent, he used all his strength and put all his faith and dignity here.

There is no fancy ghost way, no superb Shunpo, let alone hand-to-hand combat, just waving the weapons in your hands, attacking each other, whether blood spurts wildly, or weapons are smashed, what you see There is only one answer, and that is to fight!

There is nothing more beautiful and motivating than tasting the blood splattered from the body of such a worthy opponent.

The two demons began to prepare for the strongest blow, and all the strength in their bodies was released.

Before he knew it, Saraki found that he had taken off the blindfold that sealed the Reiatsu at some point, and a golden Reiatsu similar to Neutra's erupted from his body, which symbolized some kind of ominous sign.

Infused with a blow with all his strength, Neutra made a move at Saragi while laughing loudly.

Saraki also used the strongest move at this time to fight back. He understood the power of Neutra's steel skin, so he pinned the fruits of victory on this blow.

Zaraki consciously held the knife with both hands, and used the most basic and standard slash in swordsmanship.

In an instant—the space froze.

The clashing sound of metal also proved that the weapons of the two collided together.

The core battlefield of Pseudo-Kaza Town, after being stimulated by the huge Reiatsu of the two, the ruins turned into a barren desert, and everything around was crushed into dust.

That man, a man like a beast—knocked his shoulder full of blood with the back of a knife, stood alone on the shattered desert land in a victorious posture, and looked at the sky expressionlessly.

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Chapter 110 The Battle of Karakura Town ([-])

In the penny-pinching virtual circle, such a virtual person was once born.

Looking forward to fighting with a powerful enemy, and then dying on the road of battle, it is regarded as glory and dignity.

Growing from an ordinary Xu, crossing the barrier of Da Xu, and then using the power of Bengyu to complete the breaking of the face, he obtained even more powerful power.

Among the many broken faces in the virtual circle, no one is more obsessed with fighting than him, no, or 'despair', whether it is himself or the enemy attacked by him, one of the two sides understands To this 'despair' is enough to prove oneself or the proof of existence.

He was born for this.

Neutra Gilga once left the belly of the White Night Palace to find his own way of being a strong man. He thought that after becoming the strongest and fighting the strongest enemy, he would experience unparalleled "despair".

For this reason, he left the True White Night Palace, which had already established 'order'. A place with order is not suitable for the existence of a wanton killer like him, because he knows that he can't restrain his inner obsession with fighting, and the existence of order. Appreciation of the aesthetics of death.

He regards "despair" as the greatest salvation in his life, so after that, he experienced the humiliation of failure to the "weak" from Luther himself, and at the invitation of Qingli, he once again became the True White Night Palace a member of

The reason for his return is very simple. It is not for loyalty, and it is impossible to fight for the so-called loyalty or for someone. He is just a selfish villain. Endless battles to hone his talents, he has ambitions, and wants to become the highest-ranking Daxu—Varstord.

On the one hand, he is not reconciled to the fact that a cowardly guy like Nelliel can also become a Varstord, or simply sexist, and he uses this as a goal to make himself stronger.

He knew very well that Qingli was using him, it was just because he didn't want to give up a precious experimental subject like him.

Under Vastord, the Yachukas-level broken face is already a rare and precious existence.

"If possible, can I become your subordinate officer, Mr. Neutra?"

After returning to the True White Night Palace, Neutra met this strange face who wanted to follow him the next day.

His name is Dessler Lindkurutz, and he is an extremely weak broken face in the White Garden.

His eyes are very gentle, he has no so-called ambition, nor does he have the aura of a strong man, at best he is just a 'trash' hovering on the edge of abandonment, generally speaking, a person with this status can only do some insignificant things in the white garden Miscellaneous goods are like Luo Jia's powerful Shaman who is obviously Yachukas level, but anyone can abuse her and beat her to a serious injury close to death.

This kind of look is actually what Neutra hates the most, because most of the reason why he left the White Night Palace before was that he lost to Nelliel in the battle, and saw the ruined look that was suddenly similar to Nelliel. In front of him, he should be trampled on the soles of his feet at the first moment.

This kind of face with a gentle personality is actually very rare among the tens of thousands of faces in the True White Night Palace.

Most of the face-to-face personalities are not friendly, they will only obey the orders of the strong, or have special talents in a certain area, and they can also be recruited exceptionally. After all, in terms of technical talents, what is important is not combat ability, but imagination. with wisdom.

But Dessler belongs to the kind of person who has no combat ability, is not a scientific researcher, and is in an embarrassing position outside of the two.

Commonly known as cannon fodder.

Neutra originally wanted to refuse angrily, because the weak Pomian following him would only bring him unnecessary criticism.

But the hateful face of Nelliel came back to his mind, making him nod his head in a mysterious way, and agreed to the request of the faceless face in front of him.

"Why do you follow me?"

It is very dangerous to follow behind him. This is not the first time that he has abused the weak Pomian.

There is no reason for such a guy to come and follow him. If it were a slightly stronger Pomian, Neutra would still look straight at him.

"I heard about you, but I just think your dream is very beautiful, and I came back here to become stronger."

Dessler said so, which made Neutra's expression a little irritated.

What's the reason for this?

No, clumsy words that are not even an excuse, is this guy a simple idiot, or does he have terrible masochistic tendencies.

"Hmph, no matter what it is. If you want to follow me, then remember that extra sympathy and compassion can't save anyone, including your companions, just try to make yourself the strongest."

"Yes, Lord Neutra!"

Daisler happily answered.

This kind of happiness does not come from worship, nor does it come from appreciation, and it is not a reason worth mentioning.

Ridiculously broken.He didn't judge himself self-deprecatingly.

He was well aware of Neutra's temper. Every time Neutra traveled, Dessler, the subordinate officer, kept a distance away. He knew that Neutra didn't like others to be so close to him.

But once Neutra felt frantic and anxious about something, he couldn't help but go up to comfort him.

The result is that he will be grabbed by the collar by Neutra and thrown out like garbage, or he will be beaten by Neutra and thrown in the trash can.

Miraculously, many years have passed, this weak Aspect has not been "sacrificed" by the irascible boss who likes to kill, making the rest of the Aspects can't help but wonder, in their expectation, Dessler should be the first one You will be beaten to death within a month.

But after so many years, Neutra did not kill Dessler, which puzzled many people.

"Follow me, Dessler, there is a new search mission. This time, we must make a big kill."

The search task is a timed task assigned by Qingli to Neutra. The purpose is to wander in the boundless virtual circle, find the fish that slipped through the net with special abilities and levels above Achukas, and bring them back to the white garden. Do some shady, taboo experiments.

"Yes, Lord Neutra!"

No matter when, and I don’t know when it started, Neutra has become accustomed to the existence of Dessler as an adjutant, and he must take Dessler with him wherever he goes, which will give him a little peace of mind Feel.

Dessler opened a distance and followed Neutra unswervingly. What was shown in front of him was an endless road, and all the scenery on the road had no hope.

It was obvious that two people were walking together, but in fact the two could not be regarded as walking together, it seemed that there was a barrier mercilessly separating the two.

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"Hey, from the eleventh team... where are you going? The battle is not over yet."

Neutra stood up staggeringly, his fierce eyes still piercing the back of Saragi who turned around, most of his white clothes were torn, his six arms suffered heavy losses, and his weapons were also quite damaged. The intensity is not as dazzling as before.

Saraki will become stronger and stronger in the battle. This is his personal ability. The stronger he is, the stronger he is. This is the best way to describe him. He is also the captain who is the least likely to fall in the thirteenth team of Goutei. .

Because he is Jianba, the strongest warrior in the soul world.

He likes fighting, but he doesn't really like killing by nature. Neutra, who was able to survive the blow just now, has no intention of stepping forward to make up the knife.

There was no need or reason to kill Neutra.

Opponents struggled to stand up.

"Oh, what a strong guy. Your steel skin is really hard. You can still stand up and talk. It's a surprise to me that you survived."

Saraki turned around and smiled, looking at Neutra's miserable situation, it didn't seem like he meant to sarcastically.

"Don't answer the question, why didn't you give me one last shot just now?"

Neutra gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly.

"Why did I give you one last blow? Are you an idiot? The one just now was already the final duel. If you die, you won't be able to continue fighting. What a pity."

"Really? If that's the case...then it can't be said that the battle is over. I can continue to fight. Don't underestimate me. I want to become the strongest fighter and enjoy the most enjoyable battle!"

Shouting at the top of his lungs, Neutra continued to speak provocatively to Saragi regardless of whether he could support his body.

Zaraki looked at him without speaking.

"What's the matter? Why don't you speak? Are you afraid? Talk quickly, are you afraid?"

Neutra was like a lunatic who died fighting, his smile became more and more ferocious, and the blood in his body was even more expelled from his body. Every time he took a step, there would be an extra blood mark on the ground.

"Cut, it's really troublesome. If you fall down, you can live. If you die, you really don't have any fun in fighting."

Saraki said so, but he resumed his stance of wielding his sword, which was considered to be in response to Neutra's request of "begging to die".

"I don't need this kind of sympathy. Don't have one or two come over to sympathize with me. This will only make me sick! If you want to kill me, just come and kill me. I never thought about being redeemed from the beginning!"

— There is no redemption.

From those long years, Neutra could only comprehend this fact.

Nor does he need redemption.

Saraki's sympathy, Nelliel's sympathy, or other people's sympathy made him feel disgusted and angry from the inside out.

"Master Neutra, please wait a moment!"

Dessler, who ran over in a panic to dissuade him, was violently beaten by Neutra and fell to the ground with serious injuries, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, almost dying.

"Even you want to come and sympathize with me, Dessler? Didn't I tell you that I don't need sympathy?"

Neutra took a sip in displeasure, only two arms were still holding the weapon. After learning how to play Dessler, Neutra continued to sneer, regained his power, and attacked like a gust of wind. Wood.