Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 334 The most beautiful Zanpakutō in Soul Society
"Door of hell……"

There was a hint of fanaticism in Nirvana's expression.

"My guess was correct."

At this moment, the door to the research room opened, and a figure wearing a green and white fisherman's hat lined with green feathers walked straight in.

"The direction may be good, but the conclusion is probably that something went wrong."

There was a trace of unconcealable disgust in Nie Yuli's eyes, and few people could make him have such an expression.

Under normal circumstances, others use this expression to deal with Nirvana.

"Kisuke Urahara, I hate your self-righteous tone."

Nirvana said grimly, "Whether the conclusion is correct or not, it doesn't matter now."

"The important thing is that this catastrophe, which is related to the survival of Soul Society, ended with the wisdom of Lord Nirvana."

"And you, Urahara Kisuke, are behind the times and have no effect at all."

Hearing this, Urahara Kisuke nodded in approval without any intention of refuting.

In fact, the facts are just as Nirvana said. Although he has been paying attention to the situation in Soul Society all year round, the dead from hell are attacking with such force that he has no time to make too many preparations.

The only captive before was Kumeni Yantetsu, who had never even seen him before. It was normal for him to lag behind Niryuri.

"Damn..."

For some reason, when he saw Urahara Kisuke's expression, Niryuri didn't feel the slightest joy of victory, but an irritable mood filled his heart.

At this moment, Sufeng has completed the communication with hell, and has completed the construction of the gate of hell using his own spiritual pressure as the cornerstone and assisted by the ghost spell.

The imagined scene of the gates of hell opening wide and countless hellish dead being swarmed into it did not appear.

The catastrophe in the Seireitei is still continuing, chaotic spiritual pressure fills the streets, the flames of war are boiling, and there are sounds of fighting and killing everywhere.

"It seems that these dead people still need to be stuffed back into hell."

Sufeng thought about it, and then asked Inaba Kage Langzuo to fetch Kumeni Yuitetsu who was imprisoned in the Technology Development Bureau.

The moment he saw the Gate of Hell, Kumeni Entetsu, who was still confused due to various experiments on living subjects, suddenly came to his senses.

Black lines symbolizing the identity of the deceased continued to spread on his body, chains proliferated and wrapped around his body, and heart-rending roars continued to sound:

"no no!"

"I don't want to go back to that place!"

"Hell, that's the real hell!"

Su Feng picked up his collar and kicked him into the gate of hell with an involuntary volley.

As the dark red miasma enveloped and rolled around him, Jiumianjing Yantie completely lost his voice, and even his consciousness was deprived of him.

In a state of blindness, he was completely submerged into the depths of hell.

"The effect was very successful."

Sufeng said with satisfaction, "The next step is to clean up the Soul Society."

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Urahara Kisuke beside him, and asked, "Where are Hirako Mako and the others?"

"Go and destroy the invaders of hell."

Urahara Kisuke touched his chin and thought, "Although they were surprised by the changes in Soul Society, they still chose to listen to your opinion."

"After all, this is the home of Death."

Su Feng nodded.

Although the Masked Army is not a high-end combat force, it should not be a big problem to deal with enemies like Hell Jailers.

At the very least, it can reduce the casualties of the Death God soldiers.

…………

The area under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Division.

Lucia stood in front of the abyss-like crack with firm eyes, an extreme chill constantly rising on her body.

From the beginning of the battle to now, she has never moved a step away.

In order to protect the true home in her heart, Lucia is willing to pay more for it.

However, when the gates of hell appear in the sky.

The jailers in the crack erupted again, their spiritual pressure rising continuously, as if there was no upper limit.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the jailers piled up one after another like stacks of Arhats, and soon they piled up into a thousand-meter-high mountain of meat!
The jailers opened their skulls and let out deafening roars. Countless phosphorus gases spilled out from between their teeth, like a flood from a dike.

Under the sutures of the sticky phosphorus gas, the flesh and blood on the jailers' bodies began to fit together, and Sen Bai's bones were intertwined with each other.

"Fa, what happened?"

"How could this happen? These monsters started to merge?!"

"The spiritual pressure is still increasing, and it has already surpassed Captain Komamura!"

The Shinigami had frightened expressions on their faces, and their hands holding their Zanpakutō even began to tremble.

If the [-]-meter-tall body still made people want to fight, but with the fusion of the jailers, everyone's fighting spirit was completely defeated.

Just the extremely huge body is enough to make people's hearts tremble!

Even Komamura's left formation, the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King, looked like a child holding a toy knife in front of the opponent.

Lucia was also shocked by this scene and looked at the sky with a stunned expression.

At this time, the phosphorus gas was like a ribbon, wrapping around the body of the fused jailer, and the endless spiritual pressure was constantly increasing.

The already tangled muscles on his body became more and more bulging, becoming more and more ugly, and at the same time, there was a strong sense of pressure coming towards his face.

Without waiting any longer, Lucia bit her lower lip, stared at the sky with an extremely firm gaze, and whispered softly between the cracks:
"Tree white."

She inserted Sode Shirayuki into the ground in front of her, and the extreme chill suddenly burst out and spread on the blade, and a bright white light spread to the body of the fused jailer.

Regular ice crystals instantly covered its body, freezing its muscles and solidifying its blood flow.

In just a blink of an eye, the huge figure towering into the clouds was completely transformed into a lifelike ice sculpture!

Seeing this, Lucia just breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the other party would be immune to the cold after the fusion, but it didn't seem to be as scary as imagined.

However, just when everyone was about to cheer, a shattering sound suddenly sounded from the ice sculpture.

The phosphorus gas was still raging around, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the regular ice crystals.

A trace of spiritual pressure leaked, as if a signal had been set off.

In just a moment, the vast spiritual pressure poured in like a sea, instantly shattering the ice sculpture wrapped in the outer layer!
"Is it invalid..."

Lucia gritted her teeth, held the knife in her backhand, and launched the initial moves one after another in a light manner.

"First Dance·Moon White."

"Cima Bailian."

"Three Dances·White Knife."

However, an attack of this magnitude is completely useless to the many jailors who have completely completed the fusion, just like scratching an itch.

Even if his body is frozen, all the ice crystals wrapped around his body will shatter with just a slight force, scattering like snowflakes on the ruined battlefield.

As it moved, the ground suddenly collapsed, huge pits scattered throughout the area under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Division, and countless buildings collapsed.

The fusion jailer locked onto Lucia's position, and the huge fist bone struck downwards like a falling meteorite.

The wind roared and surged, and concentric circles of white air waves exploded below.

The deafening roars were superimposed layer by layer, almost resounding throughout the entire Seireitei.A critical moment.

On the contrary, Lucia was surprisingly calm. Her beautiful face was covered with a layer of white frost, which quickly spread under the virtual mask until it completely enveloped her petite body.

"Solution..."

"Baixia punishment!"

The moment the words fell, a huge beam of spiritual pressure erupted from Rukia's body.

On the sky directly above it, a disc-shaped bright white light was suddenly reflected, and the spiritual pressure beams connected with each other and connected together.

next moment.

The bright and gorgeous ice crystals shoot straight into the sky along the spiritual pressure beam, and the crystallized sound spectrum creates a high-spirited movement.

With Lucia as the center, the waves of bright white light surged and raged, covering in all directions. The vast and endless ice and snow swept past, and in an instant, it submerged the fusion jailer's calves.

The violent cold current was unleashed wantonly, covering the entire battlefield and plunging the area under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Division into an extremely cold hell.

The Death God soldiers couldn't bear it, so they could only jointly release the red artillery to temporarily warm their frozen bodies and drive away the cold.

They looked in the direction where the ice coldness came from in horror, unable to understand why Rukia-sama, who was just a chief official, could actually release such a terrifying swastika.

Could it be said that their ninth division team is really full of talents?
The extreme cold continued, and under the gaze of the purple eyes, it covered the top at an extremely rapid speed until it completely submerged the fusion jailer!
When the light of spiritual pressure dissipated, a completely unfamiliar figure stood in the center of the battlefield, hands as white as ice crystals grasping the pure white hilt of the knife.

The lavender crystal hair hangs down and is restrained by an ice crystal tassel hairpin. The gorgeous white patterned robe hangs to the ground, with a flowing white ribbon tied behind it, and a gorgeous flower on the slightly protruding chest. Ice flowers.

The overall temperament is elegant and luxurious, with a touch of coldness lingering around it, giving people a sacred feeling that can only be seen from a distance.

Ahead, a huge ice sculpture stood in place, towering into the clouds. Even the phosphorus gas surrounding it was frozen, creating a beautiful world of ice and snow.

Lucia held Sode Shirayuki tightly with both hands and stood there with cold eyes, her lavender eyelashes fluttering gently.

If someone stands opposite her and observes carefully, they can clearly see the pain deep in her pupils.

Rukia's current level is not enough to perfectly control Swastika.

It's easy to release, but it's very difficult to take it back.

After all, her swastika white cloud punishment will plunge herself into absolute zero. If she is not careful, her spiritual body will completely collapse and turn into an ultimate ice sculpture like a fused jailer.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rukia."

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lucia's eyes were filled with joy at first, and then she looked anxious.

She opened her mouth to warn the visitor, but only the extreme cold air escaped from her lips and teeth.

Before she could say anything, warmth had already wrapped around her cold body.

What surprised Rukia was that the absolute zero temperature that should have harmed others without distinction, but in this warmth, melted rapidly like snow under a spring day.

“Very exquisite swastika…”

Su Feng rubbed the cold hair of the girl in his arms and said with a smile, "But it is also very dangerous."

"Don't be so reckless next time."

Because he had helped Lucia try to master the swastika many times before, Sufeng's understanding of the Baixia Punishment was second only to Lucia herself.

Sufeng knew even better than she herself how to make its absolute zero degree converge in a safe state.

Although holding the current Lucia is like holding a large human-shaped ice sculpture.

But the soft body and cold touch also have a unique taste.

"Team, Captain..."

With the help of Sufeng, Lucia lifted her swastika, and her pale face gradually regained a little color through the flow of blood.

"I just……"

"I just want to protect Division [-] from being destroyed."

The words that contained passionate emotions came to her lips, but they changed again. The girl's reserve was still extremely fatal at certain times.

At least, that's the case for Rukia now.

"The Ninth Division is destroyed, but it can still be rebuilt."

Sufeng whispered in a gentle tone, "And even if this place contains beautiful memories of the past, its value is not as valuable as one of your hairs."

"Next time, put your own safety first."

Gently holding the girl in his arms, Sufeng activated his reply. The familiar warmth permeated his whole body, dispelling the damage caused by the absolute zero of the swastika.

A faint blush crept onto her cheeks, reflecting the girl's stunning beauty.

After a brief treatment, Sufeng flicked his fingers, and the strong wind rose from the ground, crushing the fusion jailer that turned into an ice sculpture, and made it fly into the gate of hell in the form of ice shards.

When the dark red miasma completely swallowed it up, the battle on this battlefield was completely over.

"have a good rest."

Sufeng let go of the girl and said in a tougher tone, "Leave the rest of the battle to me."

Looking at his retreating back, Lucia's cheeks were slightly red, her hands were clasped on her chest, and she kept murmuring one sentence in her heart:

"Captain, he must have me in his heart..."

…………

After solving the problem of his own team, Sufeng rushed to various battlefields as quickly as possible, not forgetting to use Tianting Kongluo to inform others.

About the correct usage of the Gates of Hell.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual pressure in the Seireitei was too chaotic at the moment, the messenger would also be a good way to convey information.

As Su Feng had expected before, the Masked Army was indeed not put to great use, but in terms of details, they had their own uniqueness.

Just like Mako Hirako, he was guarding multiple cracks by himself, wearing a mask of virtualization, holding a back caress, quietly watching the jailer and the dead captain fighting each other.

Swastika solution: The evil eight treasures plug!

The pedestal of the Nadeshiko Flower appeared below Hirako Mako, and then it was completely wrapped in golden petals.

The cognitive confusion made the fighting more and more fierce.

By the time the battle was over, rivers of blood and mountains of corpses were everywhere as far as the eye could see.

"Good job, Bottle."

Sufeng's sudden appearance almost scared Hirako Mako into insanity.

"Asshole, don't show up when I activate my swastika!"

"Your perception will be..."

Sufeng raised his eyebrows and followed up with the second half of Hirako Mako's words, who looked astonished: "Will he be turned upside down?"

"how come……"

Hirako Mako couldn't accept this fact for a while.

His invincible swastika actually failed on Su Feng.

"Don't worry, your evil eight treasure plug is still very strong."

Sufeng comforted him, "It's just that I'm a little special."

Randomly throwing the corpses on the ground into the gate of hell, Sufeng patted Mako Hirako on the shoulder and rushed to the next battlefield.

Looking at his retreating back, Hirako Mako looked angrily and cursed in a low voice:
"monster……"

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