The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 386 Annihilation of Death
Grimmjow was in a good mood.

He hates Ichimaru Gin, but he is interested in the death order issued by him.

annihilate.

A simple word, behind it means a brutal battle.

Since the last battle to exterminate the God of Death, there has been no large-scale war in God's Domain.

A peaceful life is boring.

Grimmjow longs to be strong.

Rather than slowly waving his claws and claws at the air a hundred million times, he prefers a life-and-death battle with a powerful enemy.

He is the type who becomes stronger as he fights. Every time he fights a powerful enemy, his strength will increase, and thus he will move up his position among the ten blades.

The reason why he is so eager to climb up is not that he wants to show his ability in front of Aizen, but that he believes that if he wants to defeat Aizen, he must first become the strongest Ten Blades.

You can't even beat the first five blades, so why talk about fighting Aizen?

Grimmjow's arrogance turned into arrogance, and he wasn't brainless. On the contrary, he had an extremely delicate mind, never showed mercy to the enemy, and tried to kill the enemy in a way that could kill him with one blow.

"Hey, Grimmjow, take me with you too, you can't just go out and have fun, and let me idle here like a mould."

De Roy was there yelling, complaining that he couldn't be part of the operation.

Grimmjow frowned slightly, and didn't say anything, but turned around silently, looking at the square below.

Hundreds of thousands of face-shattering legions are ready to go, all of them are in pure white uniforms, big or small in size, with different phantoms on their faces, just like an endless ocean of pure white.

Among these shaman legions, there are more than tens of thousands of yachukas level shamans.

They are not the souls of normal human beings who have degenerated and turned into emptiness, and then turned into broken faces. They are brand-new broken faces formed by Aizen using a large number of spirits together.

In terms of strength, the subordinates around Grimmjow may not be able to win against them.

Especially Di Roy, who can win this guy's face, there are a lot of them among the bottom [-] faces.

But even so, De Roy could still stand beside Grimmjow, calling him a lord, and bugging him all the time.

"Xiao Long, you also say something for me."

Seeing that Grimmjow did not soften, Di Roy had to turn to another good brother for help, with a miserable expression on his face, "I don't want to stay here, I want to fight with you guys.

Please, take me to the underworld. "

Xiao Long frowned. His face number was No. 11, and he belonged to the strongest subordinate officer under Grimmjow's command. His friendship with Di Roy can be said to be very long.

Long before they met Grimmjow, they were already companions.

Because of this, he understood that this person's strength was really not strong, but if he didn't bring it, he would keep nagging.

"Grimmjow, with so many villains around, it doesn't matter if you take him along."

"Tsk, there's no way, if you want to go so much, go together."

Grimmjow couldn't help Di Roy's chatter either.

People have a big addiction to cooking, so this guy is right.

"The enemy this time is extraordinary. The twelve giant ghosts in the lower realm were wiped out, forcing Ulquiorra to perform sword liberation."

Grimmjow said, standing up from the edge of the roof, "If you are careless, you will be hunted by them, don't forget this."

"I see, Grimmjow."

Di Roy said with a smile.

"You don't understand at all."

Grimmjow complained, and asked instead: "Xiao Long, is it five o'clock yet?"

"Ten minutes left."

Xiao Long Kufang answered truthfully.

Grimmjow raised his brows, and said, "A few minutes doesn't make any difference, don't just stand still, pass the order, open your black tongue, and head to the dark forest in the lower realm.

You don't need to keep your hands, just enter the state of returning to the blade, open your hands to explore the nerves, and give a false flash to anyone who has a Reiatsu reaction.

Annihilate them completely! "

He is not as naive as Ulquiorra. If he wants to fight, he must kill the weeds.

Moreover, in view of the fighting power of those gods of death, he believes that it is better to enter the return state in advance, so as not to be directly killed a large number of people.

"Yes." Xiao Long did not continue to persuade, the person he was following was Grimmjow, not Ichimaru Gin, so there was no need to insist on adhering to the attack time set by that person.

Return to the blade collectively, and then open one after another black cavity.

Grimmjow turned around and ran into the black cavity. The jet-black tail of the leopard was wrapped with an arrow-like blue flame, passing through the boundary, and a gleam of light appeared in front of his vision.

Snapped.

The darkness beyond the reach of the sun showed a crack, and a large number of broken Reiatsu were released from the inside out without any cover.

It was as if unfathomable sea water poured in from the sky, instantly filling the dark forest.

…………

"coming!"

Uzhihualie raised her head, her long hair slipped from her shoulders, and there was no surprise in her eyes.

Ichimaru Gin wanted to assign Grimmjow the Six-Blade to carry out the plan to wipe out the Reaper, but he had mentioned it with Nirvana Mayuri intentionally or unintentionally as early as three days ago.

Nirvana Mayuri guessed the exact time from those tiny information, and informed Kisuke Urahara of the news in advance.

Corresponding plans have been made.

All unrelated persons were moved to a safe place.

The next step is to count.

Uzhihuaretsu stared at the dark sky quietly, the black cavity was completely opened, and a large number of broken faces stood in the air.

The oppression of the deep sea shrouded the entire dark forest.

Grimmjow stepped out of the black cavity, his silver-white long hair fluttering in the air, the long hair hanging on his forehead was pitch black, with light blue flames burning on both sides of the black hair.

He lowered his head, explored the opening of the nerves, and quickly captured the situation in the darkness.

One after another Reiatsu reactions were like flames, jumping in his mind, the strongest one...is it you?

It was as if a voice was ringing in my ears.

Uzhi Hualiu's pupils dilated, turned around, and wanted to pull out the knife.

puff.

After Grimmjow spun around, he pierced her heart from behind and pierced her chest.

Blood splattered, there was that warmth on the pitch-black paws, and the enemy's aura was dissipating.

"What, you guys are at this level? I was wrong, I shouldn't return to the blade too early."

As Grimmjow said, he drew out his bloody paw.

"Wow." Mao Zhihualie spat out a mouthful of blood, shaking his body a few times, "Damn, evil."

The person fell to the ground.

Grimmjow's eyes were full of indifference.

In the darkness, Bai Wan Po made a move, following Grimmjow's order, they didn't think too much about who was strong and who was weak.

Anyway, people with Reiatsu are the ones to be annihilated.

Scarlet rays of light crisscrossed in the air, like a grand meteor shower, falling towards the bottom.

Grimmjow raised his head, admiring the spectacular scene formed by false flashes.

Booming, a semicircular explosion rose, and the fires generated everywhere illuminated the dark forest.

The spiritual pressure in the probe nerves decreased at an alarming rate.

All of them are rubbish.

Grimmjow suddenly felt bored, came here in high spirits, and returned in disappointment. Is such a little strength worthy of making two women, Harribel and Nelliel, vigilant?

"Boring, you all go to hell."

(End of this chapter)