Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 263 Complete Holy Communion

Buzby laughed wildly, his mouth wide open, and held the star aloft.

He also thought
This boy who looks calm may be a smart person.

I didn't expect it to be so stupid.

The Word Spirit chanted with a high tone.

A blue light burst out from the badge.

But the wind blew, the clouds spread, and the ritual was successfully performed, but it had no effect.

Hitsugaya Toushirou held the knife with an indifferent look in his eyes: "If I am not sure, how can I use Bankai?"

"Your means of seizing Bankai"

"invalid."

“It’s been cracked!”

Buzby tutted and carelessly threw the star badge. It spun around on the ground a few times before disappearing into the cracks between the gravel. "No wonder. I knew you were so reckless."

"It's only been a few days, and we've already cracked this ability."

"You Death Gods, you still have some skills. You are not so incompetent."

Hitsugaya Toushirou narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and said in a cold tone: "Incompetent?"

"I don't know why you came to such a conclusion."

"Is it because we look so miserable?"

Buzby tilted his head and smiled frivolously: "Isn't that enough?"

"But we just look embarrassed." Hitsugaya Toushirou swung his sword, and the sky moved for him. Dark clouds were called in, and a cold wind blew. In an instant, the water vapor was frozen and crystallized, curling and falling, and four ice flowers unfolded behind him. "You have been planning for a thousand years, and we know nothing about you."

"Isn't it normal to be a little embarrassed?"

Buzby was a little surprised to hear such words from his mouth.

Hitsugaya Toushirou was calm.

This is the first element of being a "captain".

Be objective and rational, and even abandon all your current identities to look at these things.

Only in this way
Only then can we accurately evaluate current events, weigh their pros and cons, and then find a breakthrough.

For ordinary death gods, what happened in the past few days was a huge trauma and blow.

The captains were seriously injured.

The fate of several deputy captains is unknown.

A large number of soldiers died
It seems to be in a hopeless disadvantage.

But Hitsugaya Toushirou stepped out and examined the developments during this period.

Is Seireitei really at a disadvantage?
I'm afraid not.

The Quincies' most powerful ability against the Shinigami was destroyed by Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

In the battles some time ago, although the casualties of ordinary soldiers were indeed severe and the entire First Squad was even disbanded as a result, there was not much loss in high-end combat power.

The captain was just injured.
Several of them left to study in the Soul King Palace, and several stayed in the Soul Society to practice, such as Komamura Sajin, Zaraki Kenpachi, and of course myself.

There is even the addition of the "Zero Squad".

It’s just that the power left in Seireitei seems weak and cannot defeat the Invisible Empire.

In the heart of Hitsugaya Toushirou.

Seireitei is the advantage.

And after filling in the missing information, it is an absolute advantage.

"Birds of icicles!"

It was called "Flock of Birds", but when the blade slashed, balls of ice shot out from it.

Fast and heavy!
As fast as a sudden rainstorm.

Hits Buzby.

With a bang, the flame burned, and the man with the Mohawk swung his arms, and the flames surged.

Once the ice ball touched the water, it melted instantly. Before it could turn into water droplets and hit the ground, it was evaporated into steam and disappeared into the air in a milky white mass.

"Ice?" Buzby whistled, becoming even more frivolous. "This power doesn't work on me!"

Hitsugaya Toushirou ignored him and continued swinging his sword.

The collision of ice and fire makes the entire dark and quiet space chaotic and restless.

And this is just the prologue, the whistle, the beginning of everything.
The shadows continued to creep.

There was a dense crowd of seven or eight people leading a group of Quincy masters.

"There is only one exit." One of the men, who was wrapped in a steel helmet and a Quincy robe, sighed, "But..."

“The power of containment is here.”

He didn't have time to lament how weak this power was.

Dense spiritual pressure came from all directions.

war
It is the cruelest and most heartless word.

I wonder how many lives are saved by these two simple words.

Seireitei has experienced many wars.

Turbulence, restlessness, and mental numbness.
These are the most painful things that linger in the minds of the Grim Reapers.

But we can look at it from the present perspective.

It is precisely because they have experienced numerous wars, both large and small, that the Grim Reapers who have survived the previous wars now have extremely high war literacy. Just in case, they are distributed throughout the Jingling Court to perform their original duties.

After receiving the order, they all respond immediately and assemble at the required location as quickly as possible.

Team 7 and Team 2 are the fastest.

Second, there are other teams.

Broken Bee leaped to the top of a ruin, half-crouched and squinted her eyes: "Only."

"Seven officers?"

Fengqiao Loujuro stood beside her, hovering in the air: "It looks like there won't be more."

"really."

"Only the advance party."

"But with just this amount, isn't it a bit too much for us?"

Soi-Fong shook her head: "The news that Naruto went to the Soul King Palace cannot be hidden from these people."

"Since Naruto left."

"Based on our performance that day."

Her temper has become much more restrained than before, and she is no longer so blindly impulsive.

Although, sometimes I just can't control it.

"Although it is true, it is still annoying." Fengqiao Loujuro drew his sword and stared at one of them, "Obviously, our strength is not bad either."

Soi-Feng stared at one of them.

"Leave that arrogant woman to me." She drew out her knife and performed the "Shikai" while she was speaking. The short blade, like a poisonous sting, hooked on his finger. "She looks like the type that I can easily deal with."

Fengqiao Lou Juro nodded in disgust: "Do you choose your own opponent?"

"That's it"

"Then I'll pick one that's easy to solve."

His gaze turned and fell on a petite little girl with the same hair color as himself.

She looked the most harmless and non-threatening.

The other captains who arrived also selected their opponents one by one.

This time is different from last time.
The enemy did not appear out of thin air, but was traced by them.

Initiative.
Turned around!
It is now in the hands of Seireitei.

At least, that's the case under the current circumstances.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri didn't say anything. He arrived here almost at the same time as Soi-Fong. Of course, he was still a clone, not the real person.

With spiritual pressure that is not up to the level of a chief officer, he is not qualified to participate in a battle of this magnitude.

He is observing.

These people are quite strong and can fight back and forth with the captains.

But with this level, do you want to overcome the traps and defenses set up by the God of Death here?

The power is too small. It's impossible.

Is it because in the previous attack, everyone except Uzumaki Naruto was restricted, giving them the illusion that "the God of Death is easy to deal with"?

Or.
Is this still a temptation?
he thought.

The slash caused a wave, and the ice layer collapsed, burying the extremely brightly colored Mohawk.

"So weak." Hitsugaya Toushirou stood in the air, his eyes cold and his tone as cold as ice, ruthless, "Only when the information is still unclear can you show some fierce skills."

"And now that you can no longer hide, are these the only means you have left?"

Instead of releasing his Bankai, he turned his head and prepared to join other battlefields.

This is not a duel.

This is war.

A duel requires fairness. Outsiders watch as the two duelists fight back and forth.

War does not need to be fair, it only requires a fight to the death. No matter what the method, no matter whether it is noble or despicable, the one who survives is the winner.

The blade turns.

But under the ice, the flame suddenly started burning again.

The ice gradually melted, and a bunch of Mohawk hair that was still firm and stood up even when wet swayed: "Really."

"As expected of a Bankai, this level of ice cannot be dealt with by just using your ability."

Hitsugaya Toshiro looked over with sharp eyes.

Not killed by burial?
"Such a small guy has such strength." Buzby climbed out and shook off the ice on his shoulders. "It seems I have to be more serious."

Hitsugaya Toushirou's voice lowered: "Seriously?"

Bazby raised a finger: "Bankai, which can seal the god of death, do you think this ability is..."

"Is it powerful?"

Hitsugaya Toushirou didn't answer him, but just nodded.

powerful?

That is certainly powerful.

Before this, they had never dared to imagine being able to seal the final trump card of the "God of Death".

"Of course this power comes at a price." Buzby stepped out of the ice and onto the frozen ruins. "If we want to seal your Bankai, we have to give up some of our power."

“And this power.”

"Let me think about it. How can I make you have an intuitive understanding?"

He paused and thought for a moment, but no matter how his facial expression changed, it looked more like a playful teasing of Hitsugaya Toushirou.

Buzby snapped his fingers, and a little spark flew from his fingertips.

"That's it."

"The ability we are going to give up is equivalent to your Bankai."

"By sealing off part of our power, I can seal off part of your power."

"That makes sense, doesn't it?"

Hitsugaya Toushirou was stunned.

At this moment, he didn't care about the principle of the power of "seizing Bankai". With the "Hollowification Drug" developed by Kurotsuchi Mayuri, this ability would not work on them.

What he cares about is.
Does the Quincy have abilities comparable to Bankai?

Even if they are hollow-formed, the "Return to Blade" they possess can only be compared to the "Shikai".

Kurotsuchi Mayuri was thinking about something, and there was a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

Buzby raised his hand, a flame blazing on his index finger.

Blue spirits lingered around him.

Gradually, a five-pointed star with conical star rays appeared above its head, and behind it, long stick-shaped wings stretched out.

A huge beam of light spread out into the sky with him as the center, projecting a huge target standing tall.

"That's it!"

“This is our true attitude.”

Seeing him use this ability, the other Quincies also used this ability one after another.

The form is not the same.

But most of them spread their wings behind them, as sacred and noble as angels.

"I have done some research on you Quincy." Kurotsuchi Mayuri raised his foot and walked to the edge of the battlefield. He was not only talking to the Quincy, but also to his colleagues, "This form."

"Did you evolve it in the last two hundred years?"

Buzby narrowed his eyes and stared at the painted face.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri continued, "From what I know, the Quincy does have a final form."

"And the enhancement that this final form brings to them is indeed comparable to the enhancement that Bankai brings to the Shinigami."

"only"

"The price you have to pay is that you will never be able to use spiritual power again and lose your qualifications as a Quincy."

Buzby grinned. "Are you sending a message to your companions?"

"interesting."

"Since you want to know so much, I am willing to explain it to you guys who are about to lose."

"So you don't have to wonder what kind of moves you lost to?"

He paused and raised his arms.

The two stick-shaped wings behind it are not as large as those of its companions.

It was bare and light blue, yet contained a scorching, blinding heat.

"Complete Holy Communion."

"It is completely different from the final form of the Exterminator you mentioned more than two hundred years ago. We can use it whenever we want, and it won't put any burden on our bodies."

“We can use it as long as we want.”

Buzby pointed his index finger at Hitsugaya Toushirou.

"With this kind of power, even if there are only a few of us, we will be able to destroy you."

"Where's Uzumaki Naruto."

"Why haven't we seen him yet? Do you think that small characters like us are not enough for him to take action?"

"Then I can just kill you to get him to do it."

Hitsugaya Toushirou raised his sword.

But at this moment.

Buzby moved.

"Burning Index Finger, 1".

The names of his moves are ordinary and seem to have no special features. They are as childish as a child playing house.

But beneath this ugly name lies an extremely powerful and majestic force of fire.

The perfect body also gives him faster speed, stronger strength and sharper reaction.

It is an all-round increase.

Hitsugaya Toshiro could only barely fight back, using the frost to freeze and protect his body.

Flame hits.

There was a loud explosion, with smoke and dust rising and waves rolling.

"Sure enough, one finger still doesn't work." Buzby shouted, and raised two fingers again, "Then... use three at once."

Hitsugaya Toushirou frowned and covered his shoulder.

A flame of this scale is even more powerful than the Zanpakutō of the former 10th Division Captain Shiba Isshin in his memory.

After the Quincies' "Perfect Holy Body" was unfolded.

The balance of the battlefield began to shift quietly. Although it did not move to the side of the Extermination Division, the war went from being one-sided at the beginning to being evenly matched now.

In the sky, the Palace of the Spirit King.

Naruto stared at Nimaiya Wang Yue's forging, which was already coming to an end.

(I will collect information today and think about the idea)

(End of this chapter)