The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 47
Boom!

The heavy iron door was divided into four pieces and fell to the ground with a loud sound.

A tall figure appeared at the door, carrying a serrated Zanpakutō into the room, his left eye glanced forward, "This is your true face, Nirvana."

There is a large wooden barrel in the center of the house, and there is a blue-haired man with a bare upper body. His appearance is about 40 to [-] years old, and he has the vicissitudes of a mature man. A pair of golden pupils looks coldly at Saraki Kenpachi who broke in. "I don't remember inviting you."

"That kind of thing doesn't matter, where is Shiraishi?"

Zaraki Kenpachi continued to move forward and reached the wooden barrel. Looking down, Nie Mayuri's lower body was still in a liquid state.

Nie Yuli said expressionlessly: "I don't understand what you are saying."

"Stop pretending, you went to Baishi two days ago, and you were beaten like this by him. Even the adjutant was killed. Do you still want to hide it?"

Zeraki Kenpachi knew this, thanks to Kusuka Yaqianliu who wanted to contact Nieyinmeng, but found that he couldn’t get in touch, so he sneaked to the Technology Development Bureau and heard the team members talk about the disappearance of the deputy captain who had been with the captain. .

The captain became that bird again, and everyone agreed that the deputy captain was killed by the enemy.

"Shut up!" Nie Yuli growled irritably, clapping his hands on the edge of the barrel, and releasing the Reiatsu uncontrollably.

It was nothing at first, but as time passed, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Yes, it is fear.

Nie Yin Dream is the highest masterpiece he made, and the biggest trump card he used to surpass Kisuke Urahara.

A dreamlike creation.

He invested countless efforts in Nieyinmeng, and he couldn't even guarantee that he would be able to repeat such a miracle again.

If the Niyin Dream is destroyed by Shiraishi, all his hard work will be wasted.

This feeling of being unable to control the situation made him irritable and irritable, completely losing the calm and restraint he used to have, and becoming the type of person he despised the most.

Zaraki Kenpachi's words undoubtedly revealed his scars once again, revealing the bloody truth.

"It's ugly."

Zeraki Kenpachi didn't care about his threat at all, and continued: "You should understand what the result of your failure is after you act without authorization. If you don't want Old Man Shan to know, just tell me where Shiraishi is."

"..."

Nirvana was silent, irritability reverberated fiercely in her chest, damn, why am I doing this?Why?
For a long time, he suppressed those negative emotions and chose to compromise: "Xishi District, Lichun, he should not have moved. The emptiness that appeared there yesterday was quickly resolved, and the local Death God Saburo Kawakami has no such ability at all."

"It would have been better if I said that earlier." Zaragi Kenpachi grinned, turned and walked out the door, finally learning of Shiraishi's whereabouts, and really looking forward to the fight.

"You'd better take off the blindfold in advance. That guy is not an opponent you can beat with the blindfold on."

Nie Yuri's suggestion is not concerned with the life and death of Kenpachi Zakigi, he just wants to collect more detailed data.

This guy is a beast, and that guy is not a good stubble. The violent collision between the two, the data value generated in it, cannot be understood by a simple fighting madman.

Must be well documented.

He couldn't be there, so he could send Nieyin, no, Ah Jin went to collect it.

Nie Yuli came back to her senses and hated this feeling in her heart. Even though Nie Yinmeng was not around, he instinctively wanted to leave things to her to do, which was completely inconsistent with the thinking of a scientist.

"Take off the blindfold? I'm really looking forward to it." Zakigi Kenpachi smiled even happier. He hadn't met an opponent who could fight with all his strength for a long time.

I've been cutting a bunch of boring guys lately.

With brisk steps, he walked through the corridors, halls, and out of the main entrance of the Technology Development Bureau.

In the courtyard outside the door, a group of death gods in death tyrant costumes gathered.

They were rambunctious, casual, with no discipline at all, fighting each other.

The moment they saw him come out, the fighting stopped, and the group became silent.

With a bald head, the man with phoenix eyes stepped forward and said, "Captain Zeraki, do you know the whereabouts of Baishi?"

"The beginning of spring in the tenth district of the west."

Zaragi Kenpachi said this answer.

"Oh!" they cheered happily.

Unlike other divisions, the eleventh division did not have the lofty belief of fighting for justice and protecting Seireitei.

They just fight to fight.

Some of them may want to mess around, but they will still be coerced by the big environment and forced to charge towards death.

Such people often do not live long in the eleventh team.

"Old rule, whoever finds it is the prey."

Zaraki Kenpachi did not stop their desire to fight, even if their strength is not as good as Shiraishi, even if they encounter 100% of them, they will be killed by Shiraishi.

But as long as they dare to draw their swords.

Zaraki Kenpachi is willing to respect their wishes and give them the dignity to fight.

In the same sentence, the battle is everything for the eleventh team, and as for living, it is never something they should consider.

Zaraki Kenpachi put the knife into the sheath and started to run.

He doesn't know how to kill the god of death, and he doesn't even comprehend the first solution.

Even so, he is still the captain of the [-]th Division, and Kenpachi, who has the name of the strongest god of death.

It depends on its own strength.

The players of the eleventh team followed in his footsteps.

From the Baidaomen in the west, so many gods of death appeared, which shocked the residents of Liuhun Street. They hid in their houses and peeped through the gaps in the doors and windows.

"Is there going to be a war?" "How long ago was the last time you saw such a scene?" "That's the eleventh division." "Even among the gods of death, they are a group of monsters with the highest combat power."

"Who made them come out in full force?"

The doubts and noise of the residents of Liuhun Street were all left behind. The [-]th Division rushed to the West Tenth District at a very fast speed, and quickly dispersed, outflanked, and blocked the roads of the West Tenth District to other places.

As if tireless, they immediately launched a large-scale search.

Immediately afterwards, people with secret maneuvering also came to this area.

The twelfth division, the eighth division.

The ever-increasing Grim Reaper forms an encircling circle, shrinking inward.

Baishi looked around, but he could not see a black figure in the forest, but he could sense that the Reiatsu came from all directions, who did they come for?

The answer is obvious.

"Do you want to be so exaggerated?" Shiraishi complained.

Nieyinmeng next to him said, "The original commander's order was to give the captains of the four divisions to let them solve you together."

Bai Shi said with a wry smile: "The captain really looks down on me."

Nieyinmeng asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Why don't you ask? Of course, I hide. I like to beat others, but I don't like to be beaten."

Shiraishi rolled his eyes. He could ignore the team members, but he couldn't ignore the three captains, especially the eighth team's Jingle Chunshui.

"Let them find it on the ground."

(End of this chapter)