Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 275 Death, strange changes!
Above the crimson sky, billions of cherry blossoms dance, weaving one beautiful scene after another.

With murderous intent rampant, Kuchiki Byakuya jumped off the broken cliff and joined the battlefield, relieving the pressure on Komamura Zuozhen and others.

The hundred-meter-tall black-armored warrior stepped forward, and with a heavy whistling sound, the giant blade tens of meters long seemed to be like a mountain collapsing, and it slashed down at Arturo, who was unleashing false flashes in the sky.

The long sword exuding dazzling light faced him head-on, blood-red spiritual pressure wrapped around his body, brutality and gloomy coldness intertwined and surged, exuding an extremely powerful and terrifying aura.

Just like a firefly compared to a bright moon, their bodies form a sharp contrast.

However, the moment they touched each other, a roaring sound resounded, instantly surging in the sky above the Seireitei, forming an aftermath visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.

The impact stirred, and the raging storm tore the earth apart again. The forest trees further away were uprooted, and before they were caught in the wind, they were directly torn into pieces and turned into endless dust.

What's even more terrifying is that the moment the blade rebounded, the hundred-meter-high Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King staggered and retreated hundreds of meters, forcibly plowing out an abyss-like ravine.

"King Jing·Thousands of Sakura Jingyan!"

Kuchiki Byakuya saw the right moment, and poured all his spiritual pressure into the whitened blade in his hand. In an instant, billions of blades whirled around, wrapping Arturo in it with lightning speed, layer after layer. The layers are stacked up, covering the figure inside like a seal.

"Did you make it?"

Komamura Zuozhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly looked up to the sky.

hum-

Countless small sharp blades crowded together and collided with each other, making a scalp-numbing sound.

A faint blue fluorescence flashed across Kuchiki Byakuya's pupils, like lightning.

The next moment, billions of blades strangled towards the inside, fierce winds howled, and a surge erupted. There seemed to be a faint sound of flesh and blood tearing, and gorgeous blood flowers bloomed between the pink blades!
The moment the billions of tiny blades spread out, Arturo was dripping with blood, and countless wounds bloomed on his body, like cherry blossoms blooming.

Looking down like a devil's eyes, Arturo's mouth twitched to both sides:

"This makes sense, Death Captains..."

"Back then, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni burned [-]% of my body!"

In the midst of those extremely arrogant words, the countless wounds were recovering at an extremely fast speed. In just one breath, there was no trace of any wounds on the seriously injured body.

The tattered clothes were completely restored at this moment.

As if going back in time, the Immortal King Arturo Platido has returned to his original appearance again, and his violent spiritual pressure is even greater than before. There seems to be thick blood flowing in the crimson sky. generally.

"Captain Komamura, please buy some time."

Sui Feng bit his silver teeth, glanced reluctantly in the direction of Su Feng, and then turned to the left side of Komamura and said.

"Do you want to use that? Leave it to me!"

The wolf's kiss in the left formation of Komamura opened, and wisps of white air escaped from the gaps between its teeth, and a fierce intention hit his face.

After the words fell, the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King once again erupted with substantial spiritual pressure. The giant blade tens of meters long slashed straight forward, and the white air flow exploded on both sides, making bursts of roaring sounds.

Arturo didn't seem to understand what dodge was at all. Even when he faced him head-on, the Zanpakutō in his hand exuded a colorful rainbow light, which was extremely gorgeous.

The blood-red spiritual pressure wrapped around the blade, causing the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King to retreat continuously with every blow, and blood marks exploded on the body of Komamura Zuozhen.

"Swallow solution · Bird Bee Thunder Public Whip!"

Silver chains transformed from the spiritual pressure and wrapped around Broken Bee's slender waist. A huge golden missile like the tail of a queen bee was lifted by Broken Bee with one arm and pointed directly at the sky.

The spiritual pressure wrapped around his body, and the endless instant storm continued to rage.

The resolute gaze locked on the figure fighting the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King. After a short period of deliberation, Broken Bee decisively activated the Bird Bee Thunder Whip, which had the power to kill with one strike!

With a slash of his sword, Arturo suddenly felt a chill in his heart as he chopped off the giant blade that was tens of meters long. His instincts gave him an unprecedented warning.

An indescribable chill stretched from the spine to the Tianling Cap, and the hair on the whole body stood up!

The moment he looked in the direction of the howling wind, his golden pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

The golden-red tail flame streaked across the crimson dome, as if a painter had made a very strong finishing touch, and the background color of the sky was completely divided.

The spiritual pressure roared, like the roaring thunder coming from the dome, carrying the sound of air current and explosion, and landed directly on Arturo's position.

Boom!

A huge mushroom cloud erupted under the sky and on the ruins, and the turbulent air current swept away, swallowing up everything tangible and intangible in sight.

The ground exploded, and countless rubbles flew out, but before they could fly out, they were melted into nothingness by the rolling blazing flames.

The aftermath is still like this, and the destructive power inside the flame can be imagined.

The shrill screams even surpassed the explosive roar of the Thunder Whip. The spiritual pressure escaping from the outside world rolled towards the inside under the turbulent air flow.

When everything calmed down, Arturo's arrogant figure was no longer in the sky.

Komamura's left formation stepped forward to investigate. The ground trembled and buzzed, and countless dust continued to stir up into the sky as the black-armored warriors ran.

In a deep pit hundreds of meters in diameter, an indistinguishable human figure was crawling in it. The charred flesh and blood were opened, revealing the stark white bones. Under the extreme high temperature destruction, most of the body had melted and disappeared, and even the body had melted and disappeared. Only half of the head is left.

If his spiritual pressure hadn't still remained, he might have been thought to have died completely.

"Let me finish the last blow!"

As the captain of the Shinigami who has experienced many battles, Komamura Zuozhen naturally knows how to take advantage of his illness to kill him, and his justice is also about looking at others.

However, when the giant blade emitting a formidable light was raised, the non-humanoid object in the charred pit suddenly spewed out countless flesh and blood, as if countless tentacles were entangled and intertwined, and in just an instant, Arturo was woven That complete figure.

"How could it be!?" Komamura Zuozhen's pupils shrank suddenly, "It's impossible..."

Brilliant sword light exploded from the deep pit, and Arturo slashed down diagonally in a reverse cassock manner, immediately splitting a ferocious gap in the left formation of Komamura in front of him, in which the bones were clearly visible!

A large amount of blood burst out like a fountain, and Komamura's left formation fell to his knees again, and the blood soaked the ground into a river.

"Just a little."

Arturo slowly walked out of the deep pit, his golden pupils locked on the figure of Broken Bee in front of him, and his violent aura almost solidified.

"Just a little."

"The great Arturo Platida is completely dead!"

"You guys, the gods of death, are really chilling to the bottom of your heart!"

The moment he finished speaking, Arturo turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the Broken Bee in the distance. The surging spiritual pressure lingered down, and the ferocious evil ghost skull appeared above again, letting out a silent roar.The wind was strong and the dust was flying.

Seeing this, Broken Bee bit his lower lip, suppressed the fatigue of his body and raised the Thunder Whip in his hand again, trying to condense a missile that would kill in one hit.

When she first mastered the swastika, she could only use it once every three days, but as Sufeng and Sufeng practiced Shunkaku, her spiritual pressure increased, and her physique strengthened, she could barely use it once a day.

If you use it now, it will definitely put a serious load on your body.

Just as his spiritual pressure was surging and the Bird Bee Thunder Whip was condensing and forming, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"That's enough, Broken Bee."

"You've done a good enough job..."

An all-too-familiar figure appeared in front of her. Although it didn't have a tyrannical aura, it was inexplicably reassuring.

"I..." Broken Bee hesitated, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

At this time, Arturo had already come to kill him, and a ferocious smile appeared on that handsome face, which looked particularly weird.

"Is there another one to die?"

"It doesn't matter, I will send you to hell one by one!"

Under the twisted anger, a roar that was not like a human voice resounded.

The blade exuding brilliant light like a rainbow was surrounded by blood-red spiritual pressure. As it was slashed, the air flow surged toward both sides, as if it was cutting off the space as well. Twisted lines continued to fluctuate on both sides of the blade, fierce. The breath is almost condensed into substance!

Arturo's pupils were filled with madness, as if he had seen the beautiful scene in front of him of the God of Death being split into two pieces, with blood flowing out.

However, he did not notice that when the Death God appeared on the battlefield in front of him, the other captains restrained their spiritual pressure, and even their state became extremely relaxed, as if they were relaxed after the battle.

Boom!

The blade fell, and the blood-red spiritual pressure came overwhelmingly like a sea tide, and everything in sight was submerged and swallowed up.

Arturo's expression was completely stiff at this moment.

Those golden pupils reflected a scene that made his hair stand on end!

His all-powerful blow was blocked by the opponent lightly. With just a white index finger standing at his side, the blade could no longer advance even a little bit!

"Waves of foulness, boats of madness."

"Boiling, numb, flickering, sleepless."

Sufeng calmly stared at Arturo in front of him, and his calm voice echoed across the empty ruins in waves like a warning bell.

A more frightening sense of danger completely enveloped him than before. The aura of death covered both sides, as if countless tiny insects were eating his heart crazily. Fear came!
Arturo tried to pull out his blade, but found that his muscles were stiff and even the movement of his eyes became extremely difficult.

At some point, invisible spiritual pressure had covered his body. Not to mention actions like drawing a knife, even the instinct of breathing became extremely difficult.

Every beat of his heart seemed to bring him closer to death.

"The princess of steel also erodes, and the clay doll also collapses."

"Rally, confront the enemy, and flood the ground to make them aware of their powerlessness!"

The Kidou incantation continued to be chanted, black twisted lines appeared all around, the space twisted crazily, and the substantial blood-red spiritual pressure disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

The moment the last ghost spell fell, the long black coffin was sealed layer by layer, completely engulfing Arturo's body like iron walls.

puff chi chi-

Countless black sharp blades protruded across the long coffin, splitting its body into countless parts in just an instant.

However, how could Arturo, known as the Immortal King, die so easily? His ability to create organs, regenerate his body, and limit regeneration allowed him to heal his injuries at an extraordinary speed.

But the black coffin still stood in place, and the sharp blade made of black shadows once again divided and shattered his body, killing all life.

As if trapped in an infinite loop.

It wasn't until Arturo's spiritual pressure was completely eliminated that the movement completely stopped.

When the black coffin disintegrated, a pile of minced meat appeared on the ruins.

"Quite high-quality living experiment materials!"

After the battle, Nirvana emerged from nowhere. His whole body was like a luminous starfish, emitting golden dazzling light. He looked at the black coffin standing in front of him with salivation.

"I just invaded the Great Spirit Book Corridor again and found some information about Arturo Platido."

"Extreme regeneration, the powerful ability to recover even if the head is destroyed..."

Nirvana's eyes seemed to have been transformed into light bulbs, flickering extremely dazzlingly as she narrated the relevant information crookedly.

Sufeng glanced at this guy, his eyes were indifferent but made his heart tremble. After a moment of silence, a calm voice sounded:

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Arturo's death provided Sufeng with a slight increase in spiritual pressure and an increase in soul strength.

As an independent Arrancar, Vastod's strength is quite good. Even when faced with the siege of several captains, it can still not fall behind.

If he hadn't been hit head-on by the Thunder Whip, he would probably have been playing like a cat playing with a mouse for a while longer.

In the first team building, next to the hot stove, a blade burning with warm flames was inserted at the mouth of the stove, and several burnt black sweet potatoes were placed on it.

The old man stared intently at the changes in Sweet Potato, but his attention stayed on the violent spiritual pressure escaping from the outside world.

It wasn't until Arturo's spiritual pressure disappeared that he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to the sweet potatoes again:

"Damn it, my sweet potatoes!"

After confirming that there were no other ghost seals under the Shuangshu execution ground, Sufeng and others temporarily left the area and ordered other Death God team members to come and repair it.

But not long after they left.

Not long after Arturo died, the spirits on the ruins lingered and swayed, gradually solidified, and turned into drops of black liquid, floating into the distance like raindrops...

(End of this chapter)