Fairy Tail: I Am the God

A petite and delicate figure was trapped inside, surrounded by a cold and desolate atmosphere, appearing somewhat lonely.

The moonlight shimmered and reflected through the window.

It was a black-haired girl with onion-shaped hair, her eyes slightly closed, kneeling on the cold stone floor, her hands and feet shackled, imprisoned here.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Tear it apart——"

The iron gate was wide open, and Renji Abarai pushed it open and walked in, stopping a few meters away.

He held his breath for a long time.

Afterwards, Renji Abarai looked at Rukia's back with a slightly complicated expression, took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Do you know who the invading force behind this Seireitei is?"

Rukia, who had her back to her, slowly opened her eyes. Her figure was as immovable as a towering mountain, her gaze as calm as water and as serene as a gentle breeze. She maintained a calm and undisturbed expression and did not speak.

Renji Abarai didn't care and continued, "You would never guess that one of the traveler's calamities was that blond kid who tried to stop you from taking him away."

"Up ahead, Byakuya almost beat us half to death. Now they actually dare to come to Soul Society and invade Seireitei. They're practically courting death!"

As he spoke, Renji Abarai's eyes flickered a few times, scanning Rukia and staring intently at her.

"is it?"

"I understand, you can go now!"

Rukia Kuchiki spoke calmly, still with that indifferent, world-weary tone, revealing an expression of nonchalance.

However, the slight twitch of her eyebrows revealed that her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

"Okay, then... take good care of yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Renji Abarai frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He took a deep breath, then sighed softly, revealing a look of disappointment.

After watching Rukia's retreating figure for a dozen seconds, Renji Abarai exhaled a breath of stale air, turned around with a flicker in his eyes, and left towards the door.

The moment Renji Abarai stepped out, Rukia, who had her back to him, glanced at him, and two lines of clear tears streamed down her beautiful face. Her delicate features were pitiful, and she murmured something.

"Why, why did you come?"

"Knowing it's a dead end, how dare you come here!"

"You big idiot..."

Rukia cried as she thought about it, and couldn't help but close her eyes. In this desolate and cold Palace of Penitence, her heart felt a little warmer.

Please.

You must live!

Ichigo Kurosaki.

And everyone.

...

After leaving the Confession Palace, Renji Abarai glanced back with a slightly sad look in his eyes, and then, as he was about to leave, a figure emerged from a corner beside him.

Abarai Renji's eyes narrowed, and he asked warily, "Who?"

"it's me."

As the words fell, the figure approached, the moonlight shining on him, his features gradually becoming clear.

Captain of the Fifth Division——Aizome Sosuke!

"How will you be here?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Renji Abarai was taken aback, his heart sinking as he spoke in a deep voice.

The Fifth Division's patrol area isn't here, and as the captain, how could he wander around without permission? If he were to discover the Ryoka, without top-tier combat power, he simply couldn't stop them.

The more Renji Abarai thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and suddenly his brows furrowed.

Despite being the captain, he showed no fear whatsoever, his sharp gaze pressing down on Aizen, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"take it easy!"

Looking at Renji Abarai, Aizen waved his hand, smiled calmly, and said in a gentle voice, "I haven't seen any Ryokas yet. I'm just wandering around since I have nothing better to do."

"If there's any movement, I'll go there immediately."

Abarai Renji's gaze held a hint of suspicion, and he asked with some disbelief, "Really?"

Aizen's gaze was clear as he looked directly into Renji Abarai's eyes and said, "I see you entered the Palace of Penitence for Rukia Kuchiki, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

Renji Abarai's gaze was unfriendly, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.

"What I'm trying to say is, do you really think that Rukia Kuchiki is imprisoned in the Penitentiary, awaiting judgment from those old pedantic men in the Forty-Six Chambers, all for such a trivial matter?"

Aizen's eyes flickered, and he said something he didn't mean.

"The higher-ups have their own arrangements, and we have no say in the matter."

"Besides, as the captain, is it really... appropriate for you to speak like that?"

Renji Abarai took a deep breath and slowly spoke with an uncertain expression.

As he spoke, his eyes held a strange look, as if he were seeing Aizen for the first time and witnessing another side of him.

It's different from his usual gentle and refined manner!

Aizen didn't refute, but pushed up his black-rimmed glasses with his fingers, a strange light flashing in his eyes. He said thoughtfully, "If that's what you think, then just pretend I didn't say anything!"

"Sigh, what a pity for Rukia Kuchiki. She was the most innocent one, yet she has to suffer like this..."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

In that instant, the strange light in Aizen's eyes intensified, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a profound smile that seemed to have no flaws.

His smile, like prey taking the bait, carried a hint of indifference and aloofness.

Next, we just wait for the fish to take the bait!

Listening to Aizen's meaningful words, Renji Abarai stood there stunned, lost in thought.

...

East section, side corridor.

"However, the fact that Ichigo and his friends were able to defeat Gintoki seems suspicious!"

Walking along the road, Aizen crossed his arms and wore wooden clogs, his gaze coldly fixed on the Seireitei shrouded in darkness. He felt a chill in his heart and spoke thoughtfully.

After a moment's thought, Aizen shook his head and stopped thinking about it: "Forget it, the stronger they are, the more muddy this water will become, which will benefit me as well."

"It's time to begin according to plan!"

Thinking of this, Aizen felt a surge of excitement, and a glint of light appeared in his eyes, as dazzling as a blazing flame, filled with an arrogant air of looking down on everything and controlling the whole situation.

I'm finally going to get that thing!

Then there will be a chance to overthrow the Soul Society, dominate the Seireitei, unify Hueco Mundo, directly attack the Soul King's palace, kill the Soul King, and establish himself as the new emperor.

To become an immortal emperor, lasting for eternity.

I fell asleep early yesterday and forgot to upload.

Chapter 124: Finding a Way to Bankai?

Training ground area.

The third seat of the Seventh Division, with a figure as elusive as a phantom, leaped up and stood atop the tall building at the very front of the crowd.

At a glance.

He stared intently at the Shinigami under his command, his eyes flashing, then swung his Zanpakuto with his left hand, pointing the blade at the tip, and shouted.

"Search there thoroughly. The captain ordered that no place, not even a corner, should be overlooked."

“These treacherous travelers have committed heinous crimes, trespassing into Seireitei and injuring so many of us. They must not be let off lightly.”

"The higher-ups suspect that these scourges have captain-level combat capabilities, so we must not be careless."

As he spoke, the man once again stepped into the air and leaped to the other side, his aura soaring and his spiritual power surging. His pure black death knight's armor swayed freely in the breeze under the moonlight, exuding an imposing aura.

Several Death Gods, slightly below the Third Seat, exchanged glances and led hundreds of Death Gods in a hurried manner, following the Third Seat's footsteps to the other end.

Meanwhile, the wandering monsters that Death had never noticed were now cautiously hiding right under their noses.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The sound gradually faded into the distance.

Watching the firelight and footsteps recede from the window, the people who had hidden themselves breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, they weren't afraid of death gods of this level of strength. They could win; they just needed to maneuver around and spend some time.

However, this could easily cause a commotion, and the worst-case scenario would be attracting a captain-level expert, possibly more than one.

Even a team captain requires everyone's full effort to handle.