After joining the Sixth Division, I started swaying

The enchantment seemed to finally be unable to withstand the distorting force from space, and after it was broken, it completely revealed the true face hidden under the enchantment.

The towering tree that covered the sky and the sun on the island in the middle of the lake had disappeared, and what fell into the eyes of the two of them was a huge black coffin pierced by two spears!

The black coffin exuded an unparalleled sense of oppression, and the crimson lock sickle tightly wrapped around the pitch-black coffin body, and was finally firmly locked by four big locks.

It can be seen at a glance that there is definitely some ancient zombie sealed in this coffin... Ah bah, there is definitely some great person sealed.

And as the instigator who destroyed the enchantment...

Looking at the black coffin, Nagasawa immediately showed a look of "panic".

"Oh, what is this!?"

"This has nothing to do with me!"

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Muramasa: "..."

Hearing Nagasawa Yana's words as if they were deceiving, Muramasa naturally ignored them.

At this moment, he had focused all his attention on the giant black coffin.

Because of the restraints of the black coffin, Muramasa could only faintly feel some weak spiritual pressure coming from inside it, but as a Zanpakutō, he recognized the weak spiritual pressure at a glance. It was him. The master of Kuchiki Xianghe.

Although he got rid of the shackles of the Zanpakutō and materialized alone for a short time, he also paid a heavy price.

At this moment, the wish came true suddenly, and even Muramasa, who had always maintained a cool appearance, could not help but tremble a little on his lips.

However, it was probably because Nagasawa Masa was still by her side.

Muramasa calmed down his excitement slightly.

He still had a good impression of Nagasawa Ya.

Although he is a bit strange, once he makes a promise, he will carry it out without hesitation. He is a man who keeps his promises.

Now that Nagasawa has fulfilled the agreement with each other, he will naturally not go back on his word, and speak directly to Nagasawa who is not far away.

"You go, I won't help Tsunayashiro to deal with you anymore, in the future, I will lead by Xianghe's will, and continue to pursue our common ambition."

"However... If it is Xiang He's will to be your enemy, I can only say sorry to you."

Hearing this, Nagasawa couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Compared with a person who says one thing on the face and another on the other side, he prefers Muramasa's upright character, which shows his charisma.

Perhaps, this is the mutual attraction between the so-called upright people.

However, after hearing Muramasa's words, Nagasawa Masa had no intention of leaving.

Looking at Nagasawa who was motionless in place and just looking at him with a smile, Muramasa couldn't help but have doubts in his eyes.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I should have said that the time your Zanpakuto can materialize is limited, and her power alone cannot deal with Tsunayashiro."

"If Tsunayashiro is freed, your companion will be in danger."

As the partner of Prince Tsunayashiro, Muramasa is more or less aware of some of the plans.

After King Tsunaya Dairei came to the present world with the joint team, he immediately cut off the signal between the soul world and the present world.

If you can't get in touch with the soul world, naturally you can't lift the restriction.

Even if we take a step back, the joint team has some special means to contact the world of souls.

The authority to approve the lifting of restrictions is in the hands of Central Office 46.

If the Tsunayashiro family really wanted to procrastinate, even the Kuchiki family and the Shifengin family occupied many seats in the central room 46, and it would be a matter of time to delay for a while.

Although the two parties reached an agreement on the basis of a transaction, Nagasawa Masahiro was benevolent, so he naturally couldn't do that kind of revenge.

However, after hearing his words, Nagasawa shook her head slightly.

He glanced at the black coffin that exuded an ominous atmosphere, as if some kind of dark power was sealed, before softly responding in a somewhat rambunctious tone.

"Isn't this a hit with you? I want to say that I have met your former master."

"My relationship with the Kuchiki family has always been good, maybe we can still be friends."

Muramasa: "..."

Listening to Nagasawa Masa's answer, Muramasa became a little silent.

He didn't know whether he should tell Nagasawa Masaru that the Kuchiki family was what Hibiki hated the most in his life.

Even Kuchiki Xianghe's wife is the older sister of the current head of the Kuchiki family.

However, he did not reject Nagasawa Ya.

After taking a deep look at the other party, he responded casually.

"As you like."

After all, he ignored Chang Zeya, fell from the sky, and walked straight to the black coffin.

Seals are often the easiest to break from the outside.

Looking at the black coffin in front of him, there was no confusion or hesitation in Muramasa's eyes. As he released his spiritual pressure, the chains wrapped around the black coffin collapsed instantly.

The rotten wood Xianghe sealed inside the coffin seemed to resonate with the village outside the coffin.

As the chains binding the coffin collapsed, the soaring spiritual pressure rushed out of the small coffin like a river flowing into the sea.

"boom!"

Finally, the seal, which was on the verge of collapse, could no longer suppress the high spirit pressure, and the dark coffin was shattered into dots of starlight in an instant, revealing the true face that was sealed under it.

It was a bare-chested, haggard man.

The broken Death Overlord costume showed his identity as the God of Death. The red windflower gauze, which symbolized the great nobility, was casually wrapped around his neck, bringing a touch of brightness to his gray body.

The most eye-catching thing is the broken knife he holds in his right hand.

It was a Zanpakutō with a broken blade. If there were no accidents, it should be Muramasa who turned into a human form at this moment and realized the materialization.

But...if it wasn't for the fact that it might be impolite, Nagasawa Masa almost exclaimed when she saw Kuchiki Xianghe's appearance.

Good guy, what kind of thousand-year-old zombie is this! ?

Compared to Masa Nagasawa, who was rich in mental activities, Muramasa seemed extremely excited.

Since he appeared on the scene, he has always had a stern and cold face, but a faint sickly flush appeared on his face due to excessive excitement.

He excitedly walked up to the Rotten Wood River,

"My master..."

"Are you finally awake?"

"I finally waited until this day, next... let us realize the grand dream at the beginning!"

As he said that, it seemed as if he was recalling the years when he fought with Kuchiki Xianghe.

For a moment, Muramasa even began to think of the future of working hand in hand with Kuchiki Keikawa to change this terrible world together in Muramasa's mind.

However, what he didn't notice was that just as he was telling everything to Kuchiki Xianghe with excitement and excitement, Kuchiki Xianghe, as the master, always had a pair of cold eyes with no emotion. He looked at this loyal partner in front of him.

Finally, it seemed that he was a little bored with what Muramasa was saying. Just as Muramasa was speaking excitedly, the broken knife that Kuchiki Xianghe had been holding in his hand since the unblocking, unexpectedly With lightning speed, he pierced Muramasa's chest viciously.

Blood slowly flowed out from the wound on his chest.

Muramasa lowered his head in disbelief, glanced at his pierced chest, and asked tremblingly with incredulous eyes.

"For...why?"

"Xianghe, why... why did you kill me?"

However, facing Muramasa's near-desperate cry, and looking down at the dead wood Xianghe, he whispered in a somewhat dry voice.

"At that time, you...didn't respond to me."

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Looking at the sudden scene in front of him, it was different from the inconceivable eyes in Muramasa's eyes. Nagasawa Ya, who was watching coldly, showed no surprise on his face.

Kuchiki Xianghe is an out-and-out genius, relying on his formidable strength and paradoxical Zanpakuto ability, he ascended to a high position at a young age.

But what does not match his powerful power is his fragile mind that relies too much on the power of Zanpakuto.

Just like what Masa Nagasawa said to Narcissus, the biggest difference between "king" and "mount" is "instinct".

In his view, there is nothing wrong with believing in the strength of one's own strength.

However, powerful forces often easily make people lose their way, and thus producing one's own judgment must be correct self-cognition.

Possess powerful power, but cannot control it, if you let it be trusted...

So who is the "king" and who is the "mount"?

The high-level officials in the soul world who are also aware of this point are extremely afraid of Muramasa's power, which can be called the "Illusive God of Civil War". situation.

To this end, Kuchiki Yinling is committed to polishing the will of Kuchiki Xianghe.

Yamamoto appointed him as the commander-in-chief of the first-generation special operations team and placed him by his side, hoping to personally polish the opponent and minimize the losses as soon as the opponent loses control.

However, whether it was Kuchiki Yinling or Yamamoto Shigekuni, they all failed.

Faced with the enemy's framing, Kuchiki Xianghe chose the most stupid and self-centered way to face it.

Dazzled by anger and grievances, and unable to listen to advice at all, the young and energetic Kuchimu Xianghe directly embarked on an irreversible end.

Kuchiki Kayokawa, who lost himself, could no longer convey his voice to Muramasa's ears.

Without Muramasa's power, no matter how talented Kuchiki Hibiki is, he cannot be a match for Yamamoto and Kuchiki Ginru.

Since then, the sealed Rotten Wood Xianghe has put all the grievances on Muramasa's head.

In his opinion, Muramasa, who did not respond to his call at the most critical moment, was the biggest culprit that caused him to be sealed.

Eyes full of resentment stared at Muramasa in front of him like a poisonous snake, and his dry voice seemed to be calling from the abyss of hell.

"When I was about to be sealed, I called you."

"But you refused to lend me your power."

Hearing Kuchimu Xianghe's words full of resentment, the bewildered villager became even more bewildered immediately.

He dared to swear to God, as the most loyal partner of Rotten Wood Xianghe, he would never ignore the call of Rotten Wood Xianghe.

For a moment, a strong sense of grievance rushed to his heart. He didn't even feel the pain of the broken blade stuck in his heart, and hurriedly explained.

"You...you said you called me?"

"But...but I can say with certainty that your voice didn't reach me!"

"I have been waiting for your call, you know, as long as you call, no matter when and where, I will be willing to give everything for you!"

However, when he said this, Muramasa's expression suddenly darkened, and his voice became lower at this moment.

"But...Although I think so, I haven't heard your voice for a long, long time..."

"I thought it was because you didn't need me anymore, until I got the news that you were sealed."

"Did you know? In order to break your seal, I have been...always..."

At this moment, Muramasa is like a puppy abandoned by his master, constantly trying to redeem his cruel master by telling what he has done.

However, no matter which world you are in, you will end up with nothing at the end of the lick.

Facing Muramasa's almost pleading words, Kuchiki Xianghe seemed indifferent, and even a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"If you can't appear by my side when I need you, then to me, what meaning does your existence have?"

As he spoke, he abruptly pulled out the Zanpakuto that had been pierced into Muramasa's chest, and let Muramasa fall to the ground, bleeding profusely. He never looked at each other directly, just as if he was venting his long-suppressed resentment In general, roared crazily.

"It is me, the god of death, who created your power, you just have to do what I say!"

Looking at the crazy rotten wood sounding river in front of him, Muramasa still couldn't believe his eyes and ears, and just asked softly in a daze.

"We... aren't we companions?"

As if he had heard some joke, Rotten Wood Xianghe, who had a look of resentment just now, actually laughed out of anger.