Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 260: Attack Kenpachi and Inheritance (7K)

When Wang Yue of Ermeiwu is serious, he has an aura of "compassion for the world" that is completely different from his own personality.

The essence of countless souls seemed to be brewing in his eyes.

It flowed heavily into the bodies of the man and the fox.

“It’s not an easy thing to do.”

"Wish ya'll good luck."

"Naruto-chan, and the little fox."

As soon as he let go, the curtain dropped, the little light disappeared, and the whole space became completely dark.

The only ability that can be used is "perception".

The eyes cannot see it, the ears cannot hear it, and the nose cannot smell it.

Those shallow ones were alive, but the only evidence that they were alive was their active and identical spiritual pressure.

"It feels really uncomfortable." Jiu Lama curled his lips. This environment made him feel a little uneasy.

In my perception, there is a dense and similar spiritual pressure.

It's like doing normal cleaning, lifting the carpet, and suddenly finding a swarm of cockroaches hiding underneath.

"Make them agree? How to do it?" Naruto was in a similar situation to Kurama, and because his perception was even stronger, he could feel more details.

Like
You can clearly see the antennae of each cockroach, of different lengths, gently sweeping, and the tiny hairs on their pincers.

This feeling is much worse.

"It's similar to the Shikai?" Kurama tilted his head.

A sharp weapon pounced silently, and the two mouths in the eye sockets opened, baring their teeth, looking hideous and terrifying.

It was not afraid and twitched its tail.

This creature is not very powerful, with the spiritual pressure strength of an ordinary officer.

The sword immediately flew backwards, crashing into the crowd, stumbling and creating a surging wave.

"So I need to use spiritual pressure to influence him?" Naruto stretched out his hand and released his spiritual power, which spread and extended like a gentle breeze caressing every shallow blow.

But it's no use
Shallow hitting did not change anything because of this.

They still roared silently, pounced and suppressed, as if they contained endless anger towards Naruto and Kurama.

No pressure.

These creatures with tiny spiritual pressure can hardly cause any effective damage to Naruto and Kurama.

but
They are also special.

Perhaps it is because the nature of "Shallow Fighting" is to merge with the spiritual pressure of the god of death and then form the "Shikai".

The methods that are effective against the god of death are unlikely to have any useful effect on them.

Reiatsu cannot suppress them.

No matter how many times they were thrown out, or even if they were sealed, these shallow strikes were endless and kept coming.

"That man is called Nimeiya Wangyue?" Kurama didn't feel any pressure. He jumped off Naruto and his body became as tall as his original form. With a light sweep, countless shallow hits were knocked away.

Naruto nodded: "Yeah."

"How many shallow ones has it made?" Jiu Lama sighed.

"The history of Zanpakuto is older than the Gotei 13," Naruto said softly.

Jiu Lama scratched his head and sat down: "How long are we going to keep doing this?"

Naruto shook his head and said nothing.

He is thinking.

Always felt.
Fighting these shallow enemies non-stop is not a method that they will accept, or it is not a good method that they will accept.

Maybe that's what a normal reaper should do.

But no matter yourself.
Still Nine Lamas.
But they are not considered "ordinary death gods".

In the dark environment, repetitive boring and tedious actions make the passage of time difficult to perceive.

How long has passed?
According to the perception of the Soul Society, a day has passed since Uzumaki Naruto, his vice-captains, and the injured captains ascended to the Soul King Palace.

这 是
A very long day.

Kenpachi Zaraki woke up in the 4th Division's barracks. When he turned his head, he saw his broken sword lying on the bedside table.

Yachiru was curled up in a small ball at the end of the bed and sleeping.

Unohana Retsu, who was sitting on a stool at the head of the bed and reading a book, raised his head and smiled gently: "Are you awake, Captain Zaraki?"

"It's over?" Kenpachi Zaraki was at a loss.

Unohana Retsu said softly: "If you mean that battle, it's over."

"Naruto saved you and the captain. Yhwach is not dead. He left with the Invisible Empire."

"If you mean this war"

“It’s just the beginning.”

Kenpachi Zaraki nodded, his emotions seemingly unaffected: "What about Naruto, and that little fox."

"Youhabach."

For some unknown reason, he pronounced the name at the end of his sentence.

"We went to the Soul King Palace." Unohana Retsu smiled and spoke in the gentlest tone, "Also, Captain Kuchiki, Vice Captain Kuchiki, and Vice Captain Abarai."

Kenpachi Zaraki was stunned.

"This is the will of the Spirit King. He believes that they can still become stronger." Unohana Retsu continued, still smiling, "Go for treatment and receive the ceremony."

Kenpachi Zaraki reacted greatly. He jumped up from the bed and stared at the long-haired, gentle woman with wide eyes.

The pink-haired little girl at the end of the bed was awakened. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and raised her head: "Xiaojian, you're awake."

"Why them, why not me?" Kenpachi Zaraki clenched his fists, his eyes were not angry, but full of determination.

once
He felt that he was too strong and could not enjoy the fun of fighting at all.

Whether it is the eye patch on his face or the bells in his hair, they are all props commissioned by the 12th Division to limit his own abilities.

But now think about it.
This self-righteous idea is really naive.

powerful?

If I were really strong, how could I be defeated by that guy Yhwach with just one move?

"Do you want to become stronger?" Unohana Retsu did not answer his question, but asked a new question.

Kenpachi Zaraki said without hesitation: "Of course."

"I want!"

The killing intent is strong and the fighting spirit is strong.

Unohana Retsu subconsciously raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword. He had already prepared himself before, and now he wanted to respond to this strong and rich emotion even more.

It was just that the agreement that he made with Naruto yesterday appeared before his eyes at the same time.

That kid
She shook her head and smiled, helplessly letting go: "Really?"

"The reason why I didn't bring you to the Soul King Palace is because it's not suitable for you."

"over there"

"You can't get stronger."

Kenpachi Zaraki didn't understand.

Unohana Retsu stood up and walked towards the door: "Come with me, I will make you stronger."

On the bed, the pink-haired little loli looked worried.

She realized something.
She was with Kenpachi Zaraki before he joined the 12th Division, or even longer before he himself knew about it, when he picked up Asauchi from the dead god of death.

"Yachiryu is also fine." Unohana Retsu turned around and smiled gently, "Come together."

"After all, you've witnessed so much of what Captain Zaraki has done."

"I can't be absent this time."

Kusaka Yachiryu was startled, then raised his hand and pointed at himself: "Can I, too?"

"Can"

There were some things she didn't dare say.

I'm afraid that after I say it, I'll get a positive answer.

"Don't worry, I promised Naruto." Unohana Retsu shook his head and sighed helplessly, "You know, he is a very gentle person."

"If I break my oath and do something like that."

"Even if he kills me to hell, he will catch me."

Kusaka Hachiru nodded heavily and said "hmm", but his expression was still a little worried.

The Central Underground Prison.

The bottom layer, without a break.

This is the place where only "extremely evil" and "extremely vicious" criminals are allowed to be detained.

It has always been quiet, cold and lifeless.

It seems lively at the moment.

Unohana Retsu and Zaraki Kenpachi, the two protagonists come on stage.

Also traveling with them were the captain-general, Kyoraku Shunsui, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, and Kusaka Hachiryu.

"You actually came here." Kenpachi Zaraki poked his head out and looked around.

But there's nothing much to appreciate here.

An empty field, endless darkness.

It is the coldest "Avici Hell" for sinners.

"The captain thinks that there are plenty of areas in the current Soul Society that we can use to fight." Unohana Retsu raised his hand, grabbed the hair tie, and untied the knot, "But I think this is the only place that is most suitable for us."

"This is a stage where we can swing our swords to our heart's content."

"I have longed to fight you."

The hair rope fell to the ground and the long hair spread out.

Unohana Retsu did not put down his hand, but slid his fingers to the collar and pulled it down, revealing the area below the throat.

Between the two clavicles was a hideous knife wound.

“Every time I hear your voice.”

"The only wounds on my body hurt a little."

Kenpachi Zaraki raised his sword: "Don't think you're the only one who's in pain!"

"Unohana Yachiryu!"

Without hesitation.

His will to fight had been boiling with desire since the moment he woke up, and now, after hearing her words, it became even stronger, to the point of overdrawing his life.

The sword slashed down fiercely and violently.

All the resentment for losing to Yhwach so easily was released with this strike of the sword.

The door to Hell.

"The captain is really willful this time." Kyoraku Shunsui sighed a few times, with his usual frivolous tone, "Allow them to use this place."

"Naruto hopes they are safer." Yamamoto Genryusai said softly with a stern face, as if he didn't hear what his disciple was hinting at all.

"Is this okay?" Kyoraku Shunsui poked his head out.

Yamamoto Genryusai remained silent and shook his head.

He knew what his disciples were referring to.

Not
This kind of battle between Unohana Retsu and Kenpachi Zaraki.

Instead, it refers to the "Central Forty-six Chambers", which refers to the order that has consolidated and ruled the Seireitei and the Gotei 13 for thousands of years.

"Naruto wants to reform." After a long while, he finally spoke, "Old man..."

"I don't know whether this change is good or bad. You always say I'm old-fashioned."

“Stability is much more important than change.”

Kyoraku Shunsui said nothing.

As the captain got older and experienced more things, he even thought about some things from the perspective of the "captain-in-chief" at certain times.

Knowing how "heartfelt" these words are when they come out of my teacher's mouth.

"I am old."

Yamamoto Genryusai continued speaking.

"But there aren't many things that these eyes see wrongly. Naruto is a good person and a very good child."

“He chose.”

"I guess it wouldn't be a bad thing."

"It is certainly difficult for me to support him wholeheartedly, but at least I cannot become a stumbling block to him."

Kyoraku Shunsui stared at his teacher's back.

Such a huge "one" was written alone on the back of his haori, framed in a small diamond shape.

old.

He had seen with his own eyes how his teacher's appearance gradually changed from a middle-aged man to such an old man.

But he never thought that the teacher was getting old.

His strength is still as strong as ever, and no matter how many years he practices, it is still difficult for him to fully understand his existence.

Changes in appearance do not mean aging.

But now.
The hero dies.

Lost to Yhwach and was saved by Naruto again and again.

Finally, he lost to the years.

Yamamoto Genryusai paused for a long time before continuing: "I also want to try to level a few small and medium-sized rocks to see if this road is passable and what kind of impact those stones will have."

Kyoraku Shunsui nodded and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Yamamoto Genryusai didn't give him the chance and turned to look at Kurotsuchi Mayuri: "Is the data being recorded?"

"Of course." Kurotsuchi Mayuri nodded and patted the several instruments he brought with him. "It's really amazing."

"The strength of the first Kenpachi"

"And Kenpachi Zaraki's growth."

There are two broken lines on an instrument used to summarize data and then analyze it.

A red line, high up, starts at a very high altitude, climbing up gently and slowly. A black line, starting much lower than the red line, climbs up rapidly at an exaggerated, nearly 45-degree angle, rapidly approaching the red line.

The red color represents Unohana Retsu, the spiritual pressure that she has suppressed for a long time and suddenly erupts at this moment, roaring like a volcano.

Black.
It's Kenpachi Zaraki, with his bottomless spiritual pressure.

"Captain Zaraki is not growing." Yamamoto Genryusai shook his head, his tone firm, "He is recovering."

"He was already very strong."

"It's just that I've been suppressing myself all these years, and that's why it's like this."

"and"

"Lie's decision is correct."

He has deep eyes.

There is no doubt that Kenpachi Zaraki has great potential. In fact, in the minds of many people, the most talented person in the entire Gotei 13 is not Hitsugaya Toshiro, nor Kuchiki Byakuya, nor even Uzumaki Naruto.

But it's Kenpachi Zaraki.

He is the only Shinigami who became the captain without even being released. Kuchiki Byakuya once suspected that Kenpachi Zaraki's sword was not damaged in battle, but was a special form of release. It was the same as Naruto's Kurama and Ichigo Kurosaki's Zangetsu, a sword that could be released at any time.

A powerful Shinigami usually has a powerful Zanpakutō as well.

Then
If Kenpachi Zaraki is released, how strong will he be?
Of course, when it comes to Yamamoto Genryusai's level, the potential he values ​​is not just spiritual pressure or Zanpakuto. What he admires most is Kenpachi Zaraki's incredible, beast-like intuitive talent in combat.

He doesn't know any techniques, but relies on his intuition, strong physical talents, and the ability to exchange injuries for injuries. He has become "Kenpachi", the representative of the entire Soul Society, with the most superb slashing technique.

If he could learn some sword techniques, what level of skill could he achieve in killing?
Yamamoto Genryusai had thought of this a long time ago.

He also taught Kenpachi Zaraki for a period of time, hoping that he could learn some swordsmanship.

It was a good idea, but it didn't work.

Humans cannot communicate with wild animals.

If there is any conflict between a stubborn person and a stubborn beast, either one of them has to die or completely abandon the thing that causes the conflict.

Yamamoto Genryusai chose the latter.

Now it seems
It is true that only by communicating with other wild animals can wild animals learn something.

They watched the battle.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri would remind Yamamoto Genryusai from time to time that their spiritual pressure was somewhat out of control.

The captain would immediately take action to stop the two of them.

Let their enthusiasm cool down a bit, and then try again when things are almost right.

This was a very unpleasant thing for Kenpachi Zaraki.

but.
After being stopped by Naruto so many times over the years, I can now barely accept it.

"Captain Nirvana, I remember finding the coordinates of the Invisible Empire?" Kyoraku Shunsui observed for a while, tilted his head, and stared at the man with black and white striped faces who was operating the instrument and recording the data.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked up and said, "Captain Kyōraku wants it?"

"Of course!" Kyoraku Shunsui nodded.

"Now is not a good time to launch an attack." Yamamoto Genryusai shook his head.

Naruto left the Soul Society and headed to the Soul King Palace.

The rest of the captains.
They are all taking advantage of this last period of time to practice and strengthen their strength in whatever way they can think of.

"As the captain of the 8th Division, I should do something." Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head. His sense of responsibility was not as lazy as he looked.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri waved his hand, and the spell was unleashed, summoning a scroll: "Then Captain Kyoraku, take this with you to the 12th Division."

"You will get some of the information you want."

Kyoraku Shunsui took it, his eyes deep.

"Don't look at me like that." Kurotsuchi Mayuri shook his head. "I don't dare to cause any big noise."

"Those guys are very sensitive."

Kyoraku Shunsui nodded and left Mujian.

Under the shadow.

The Invisible Empire.

In the Ice Palace, Yhwach sat on the throne.

"Haschwald underestimated Uzumaki Naruto." He propped up his head. Although he had lost a capable general, his tone remained calm. "Even my ability cannot peek into the future related to him."

"Not to mention him."

"what a pity."

"There aren't many guys as good and smart as him."

His tone was lazy, without any hint of commemorating the dead man.

"So."

"Barrow."

As he spoke, ripples appeared in the shadows.

A dark-skinned man with lines carved over his right eye walked out: "Your Majesty, I'm always here."

"I've brought the people here." Yhwach looked up and smiled softly, "Well done."

He paused, meaningfully.

"You are welcome to join us as well."

"my son."

"Will you fight alongside me?"

The man whom he affectionately called "son" raised his head, bent his body, and knelt on one knee: "Of course, my father."

"Very good." Yhwach grinned, and his smile became even brighter. "Barro."

He called the name again.

The man still responded immediately: "Your Majesty, I am here."

"Go and gather all your subordinates."

“The Power of My Son”

"It requires a ritual."

Barrow responded, dived into the shadows, and disappeared.

Shortly after.

Outside the Ice Palace, all the Quincies of the Invisible Empire gathered, whether they were cadres who possessed the "Holy Words" or ordinary Quincies.

"I have some very sad news to tell you." Yhwach said softly, "The leader of the Stern Cross Knights, your beloved Mr. Haschwalth, was in the last attack on Seireitei."

"Dead."

"Killed by Uzumaki Naruto, the captain of Squad 7."

The Quincies were furious and roared and shouted angrily.

Mr. Hasward is such a gentle man.
There are still people who dare to kill him.

But the expressions of those cadres who possessed the sacred text were extremely solemn.

Whether it is Valkyrie or Haschwald, the abilities they possess are extremely special and powerful even among the Sternknights.

The guy called "Uzumaki Naruto".

But he was able to kill these two one after another.

Especially "Hasward".

His ability to not get hurt and yet be able to counterattack all injuries, no matter how long people who understand it think about it, they will only come up with one answer, which is "no solution".

In their previous understanding, perhaps only if His Majesty took back this ability would Hasward have a chance of being killed.

How did that guy do it?
"We have lost a very good companion." Yhwach waved his hand gently, and the whole space immediately became quiet. "But fortunately, we have also welcomed a companion who can completely fill the vacancy left by Hasvor."

"Come out, my son."

He waved.

The young man in a Quincy robe walked out from behind the curtain and approached Yhwach at a leisurely pace.

The Quincies below the platform stared with their eyes wide open.

His Majesty
He has always been high and mighty, and no one has the qualifications to stand on the same high position as him.

Not even Haschwalth.

Who is this guy?
"I am very proud to introduce you to him." Yhwach continued with a smile, "This is my son."

"He is also the last Quincy to survive in this world."

"Uryū Ishida."

The Quincies were calm.

Youhabach’s words did not end here: “And I will appoint him as

"My heir."

The ordinary Quincies did not have any particularly special reactions.

Things like heirs are too far away from them.

The cadres reacted strongly.

Some people exclaimed that it was incredible and could not believe their ears.

Someone wants to block the exit.

Some questioned the decision.

But except for a few people whose minds are not very clear, most people remain silent no matter what they feel in their hearts.

After all, it was His Majesty's decision.

Your Majesty is the only truth in the Invisible Empire.

“No objections or worries are allowed.” Yhwach stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the people who shouted the loudest, and their mouths were immediately sealed. “In the future battles, you will see his power.”

"Then you will understand why he has such qualifications."

"Let's end it here."

He waved his hand and shadows came over him.

It wrapped him up, and also wrapped up Ishida Uryu who was beside him.

His Majesty left.

The noise that had been forcibly suppressed just now began to boil over again at this moment.

"I can't believe it." The man with a purple Mohawk said angrily, "How could your majesty do this?"

"Hasward had just died, and they couldn't wait to find someone new to take his place."

"even."

"Hasward did not receive this honor during his lifetime."

"A man with a mysterious origin!"

He is a member of the Order of the Star Cross, Buzby, who was given the holy letter "H". He is Hasward's best friend. They have lived together since childhood and are almost inseparable.

"That was His Majesty's decision." Someone quietly reminded him.

Buzby curled his lips in displeasure.

Some people were silent and watched.

In the previous room.

Yhwach looked at Ishida Uryuu who was half-kneeling in front of him and said calmly: "My son."

"You made the best choice."

"Glad you weren't too affected by those Death Gods."

"The inheritance ceremony is complete. It won't be long before your power slowly awakens."

"And now, I will give you new holy words."

Ishida Uryuu said nothing, his expression was calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He was as sacred as a statue.

"We lost some men," Yhwach continued, "and some holy texts are missing."

"B, M, Q, R, Y"

"However, my expectations of you are more than just these simple words."

"So I will give you the same holy writings as mine."

"A."

Ishida Uryu nodded respectfully.

Youhabach reached out and stroked the top of his head, saying calmly: "Don't let me down, my son."

Ishida Uryu looked up: "Father, can I ask a question?"

Yhwach nodded.

"Why me?" Ishida Uryu asked softly, "And in that way, in front of everyone, they named me."

He was very sure that he was definitely not the son of Youhabach.

He is also certain that his father is Ryugen Ishida.

"Fortunately, you are not a fool who only accepts titles." Yhwach grinned, "But the heir arranged by others cannot control the behemoth of the Invisible Empire."

"But not smart enough."

"If you just think about it for a while, you will understand."

Ishida Uryu was puzzled, his eyes confused.

"Then think about this question." Yhwach turned his head and stared at him, "Ishida Ryugen is a pure-blooded Quincy."

"And you are not."

"So why are you still able to use the power of the Extermination Master until now?"

Ishida Uryu's eyes widened.

"Yes, just as you thought." Yhwach chuckled, "I have the ability to give power to others, so I also have the ability to take back their power."

"Its name is holy."

"I used sanctification once nine years ago."

"That time, all the half-blood Quincy lost their powers."

"And you are the only exception."

Ishida Uryuu found it difficult to control his expression.

He thought of Aunt Masaki.
So nine years ago, she lost her power because of "sanctification"?
(End of this chapter)