I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

"Hey, my friend," Perrod said, raising his hands. "We have no intention of making an enemy of you. We're just here to join in the fun."

They had just been hiding there for half a day and had already seen that Ichigo Kurosaki was not in danger of life. These so-called Death Gods had no intention of killing anyone yet.

Since that was the case, they didn't plan to intervene, just waiting to see what would happen. But they had never imagined such an unexpected event would occur. They were also confused by the golden light just now; it wasn't an attack from them at all.

But Kuchiki Byakuya clearly didn't think so. A human attacking a Shinigami was definitely an enemy. With his sword in hand, he instantly vanished from the spot.

"He's coming!" Elena warned.

"Damn it!" An angry expression appeared on Perrod's face, and a layer of golden light suddenly emerged on the surface of his body.

Bang.

Kuchiki Byakuya's pupils constricted. He felt his blade hit a piece of steel plate, and the golden light easily blocked the movement of the Zanpakutō in his hand.

"What kind of ability is that? Are you Quincy?" Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes became cautious. Even a captain-level Shinigami would have to be careful with the power of some Quincy.

"Who knows what a Quincy is!" Perod said with an impatient look on his face, "You bastard, you're just looking for trouble for no reason, right?"

"Don't waste time talking to him. He's in a restricted state now. Let's take him down first." Elena reminded loudly and rushed towards Baiya.

These reincarnations all have their own detectors that can clearly see the enemy's energy status.

The captains and vice-captains of Soul Society descended into the world in a sealed state. They could only exert one-fifth of their own power. According to the level of reincarnation, the original captain was a fifth-level, but after being sealed, he was only a fourth-level.

Kill him while he's weak. Since he's your enemy, kill him completely.

The Reincarnators didn't care about the plot or being wanted by Soul Society. To them, the natives of the entire world were dispensable NPCs.

899 Urahara Kisuke: Give me some face

The artist of the book: Tsk, these Samsaras are no good. Even Byakuya in his restricted state can't take him down. He's a bit weak.

At this moment, Xiaonan has opened the live broadcast room, and the battle between the two reincarnations and Byakuya has also been imprinted in the eyes of the group members.

Hatchet Girl: I think this is normal. After all, the Shinigami are spirits. These two reincarnators clearly possess the ability to see and touch spirits through some special power or gadget, so they're inevitably limited in their actions.

The Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: According to them, it's a tool purchased in the samsara realm. Its full name is the Spirit Detection Device X, which allows ordinary people to see and kill spirits.

Hatchet Girl: Right, I was saying. Wearing this kind of auxiliary device to repel spirits is definitely different from someone who is born with the ability to repel spirits.

Lazy Little Kitten: Oh, Baymax is starting to lose the upper hand.

Bang.

Byakuya's blade collided with Elena's fist, and both of them took a few steps back.

A hint of solemnity crossed Bai Ya's face. Just as Qi Luoli had said, the energy collision had indeed put him at a disadvantage. The nature of the opponent's strange energy was definitely no less than that of a Death God captain.

It was already troublesome enough to deal with the woman in front of him, not to mention that she had a companion standing by and watching him closely.

Hmm? Where are the people?

Bai Ya suddenly turned his head and suddenly found that Pedrod had disappeared from his sight.

"Looking for me? I'm right under your feet!" An unexpected voice suddenly rang out from under Shiroya's feet, and two golden hands suddenly emerged from the ground. "Crazy Thunder - Killing Cannon!"

Boom.

A terrifying impact erupted from the golden palm's outstretched palm, shooting straight into the sky. The entire area was instantly enveloped by a golden beam of light, its mighty golden light pushing aside the surrounding clouds and revealing itself above the entire area.

"Captain?!" Seeing this scene, Renci was shocked and his expression showed disbelief.

As the captain of the Sixth Division, a figure who reigned supreme at the pinnacle of Soul Society, how could he have fallen from grace in this world? This, this is impossible! How could the one he had vowed to surpass his entire life be defeated by a mere human...

"Bai, Byakuya-sama..." Watching the golden light gradually engulfing everything, even Rukia felt like she was in a dream.

"Humph, hahahaha!" Perrod's face was full of laughter, with the corners of his mouth cracking. "This is what happens when you go against me! Do you feel good? Do you feel good now? Hahahaha!"

"Can you please stop laughing? It's so ugly." Elena sighed helplessly and said, "Besides, what are you so proud of? Aren't you exhausted too?"

"Bah, what do you mean by exhausted?" Although Perrod's face was pale, he still said stubbornly: "I clearly still have some strength left, don't talk nonsense!"

"Really?" Just as he finished speaking, an unexpected voice suddenly echoed from within the shimmering beam of light. "You still have some energy left. That's great. The restrictions are lifted..."

"What, what?" Perrod and Elena both widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

"So, the restrictions are lifted, meaning we captains and vice-captains can recover our true strength." Renci breathed a sigh of relief, his expression a mixture of joy and complexity. "And the multiplier of this power restriction is..."

"Damn, why is this happening?!" Elena frowned and ignored the guy's kind explanation.

In fact, they who had the detector naturally knew that he and Byakuya were in a sealed state, and the amount of power that was sealed was also displayed very clearly.

She and Perod were puzzled not because of this, but because of why Kuchiki Byakuya would unlock his power at this critical juncture? What was the mechanism behind this unlocking? Could it be that he could unlock it at will?

Can't understand.

Elena and Perod didn't quite understand what was going on, and Kuchiki Byakuya naturally wouldn't be so kind as to explain it to them. The light faded, and he emerged, knife in hand.

He had indeed sustained considerable damage, even having several hairbands knocked off his head. Blood was oozing from his body, and his entire left arm was drooping.

obviously.

Even though he had used ghost arts to defend himself when the impact erupted, he still couldn't completely offset the damage.

However, this injury is not a big deal for these captain-level Shinigami. As long as they kill the two guys in front of them and return to Soul Society to seek treatment from the Fourth Division, they will be able to recover.

"Bankai." Kuchiki Byakuya uttered this softly, and the blade he was holding in his backhand was ready to be lowered.

However, at this moment, something strange happened.

scoff.

A flash of red light suddenly appeared, roaring and blasting towards where Byakuya Kuchiki was standing. Kuchiki Byakuya's pupils shrank, and he quickly drew his sword to block it.

Bang.

The blades in Hongguang and Baiya's hands collided with each other, and a strange wave of power spread out in all directions.

"It's you?!" Kuchiki Byakuya's face showed an unprecedented solemnity, and he looked at the person who came. "Urahara Kisuke!"

"Oh, my, I'm so sorry." Wearing a funny green and white striped hat, Urahara Kisuke sauntered into the arena, long sword in hand. "I didn't expect you'd still recognize me after a hundred years, Kuchiki-san."

"So, they are your people?" Kuchiki Byakuya looked at Perod in front of him and Ichigo Kurosaki lying on the ground, his brows furrowed.

"No, I'm just an ordinary store manager here." Urahara Kisuke smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's a coincidence. I didn't expect to see Mr. Kuchiki."

Kuchiki Byakuya fell silent. He certainly couldn't believe what Urahara Kisuke said. It just happened so well, who was he kidding?

"Mr. Kuchiki's mission has been completed. Isn't it time to return to Soul Society and report?" Urahara Kisuke didn't care whether he believed it or not. He spoke in a very polite tone, "Captain-General, he would definitely be angry if he knew of your delay."

Kuchiki Byakuya remained silent, seemingly weighing the pros and cons of taking direct action.

"Hey, Mr. Kuchiki." Urahara Kisuke lowered the brim of his hat and smiled slightly, "Just consider it a favor to me, and let's leave it at that."

900 Don't do something

Book artist: Pfft, this Urahara Kisuke is quite something!

Lazy Kitten: Give me some face? This reminds me of Shanks from One Piece, the Face Fruit, right?

Hatchet Girl: Urahara Kisuke’s face shouldn’t be that big, right?

Skirt-Lifting Maniac: It's hard to say, since he's a former captain. He was also the first Director of the Technical Development Bureau. Even Kuchiki Byakuya probably wouldn't want to clash with him at this point.

This is an actor: he will definitely sell this face. The battle between two captain-level people will not only affect the balance of the world, but Rukia will not be able to bear it.

An Ran used a very affirmative tone here, because he knew very well that even if Byakuya Kuchiki was indifferent to other people, he would never allow his adopted sister to get hurt.

After sending the message, he glanced around the tavern and what caught his eye was a noisy and dirty scene.

of course.

This was normal for a medieval tavern, and compared to most taverns in Vizima, a big city, this one was much better.

"Fight, fight, fifty orens bet! As long as you beat the big fat guy, you can get fifty orens for free!"

There were bursts of shouting coming from not far away. It was a temporary fighting arena surrounded by several people.

"Are you interested in boxing?" Sitting across from An Ran, Shani asked curiously, "You're very similar to Geralt in this respect."

"No, I don't have any idea about boxing." An Ran shook her head and smiled, "And Geralt doesn't love boxing either. He just simply loves Oren."

"Hahahaha, he'd definitely be mad if he heard you say that!" Xia Ni covered her mouth with her hands and laughed radiantly. But soon, her expression darkened again, and she asked softly, "So, is that rumor true? Did he die in Livia?"

"Excessive blood loss caused cardiac arrest. Medically speaking, he is indeed dead." An Ran nodded and said, "However, in this world, there are many things that cannot be explained by medicine."

"Ah, you mean..."

"Maybe you'll see him again someday."

"It doesn't matter whether I meet him or not." Xia Ni shook her head and raised her glass. "It's just that hearing that a good friend is still alive is at least a happy thing."

"That's a good point." An Ran also smiled and raised her glass.

Next to them, the little black cat was struggling to pick at the lamb chops, with no intention of joining in the discussion at all.

After a few drinks, Xia Ni's face turned red and her eyes became blurry. "Damn, this wine... is really good. I want ten more!"

"You're already drunk." An Ran shook her head, stopping her unrealistic thoughts.

But speaking of it, this Vizima Champion is indeed delicious. The aroma of malt and the sweetness of honey, the two mixed together, give people a unique taste.

"No, I can usually drink twenty cups!" Xia Ni waved her hand in rebuttal, staring straight at An Ran and said, "Why would a handsome guy like you want to be a witcher? I can't understand it!" Taking advantage of the alcohol, the girl finally spoke her mind.

"I think it's probably because of Ciri." An Ran didn't avoid it and answered with a smile.

"Ciri?" Shani was stunned, a look of confusion on her face. "Is this the daughter Geralt has been looking for? Are you, are you lovers?"

"Not yet." An Ran shook her head.

However, this temporarily made Xia Ni understand something, and a little disappointment appeared on her face. But soon, she cheered up again and said softly: "I feel a little sleepy, please take me home."

It was obvious that her ulterior motive in sending her home was something else. If An Ran reached out to take over, she would fall into a trap. But if she didn't reach out and let such a girl go home on her own, that would definitely not work either.

An ordinary person would have given in half-heartedly at this point, but An Ran was clearly not an ordinary person. Very gently, he extended his index finger and tapped Xia Ni's forehead.

Before the girl could figure out what was happening, she fell asleep. Then, An Ran softly snapped her fingers.

pat.

The figures of the two people and the cat suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Not far away, a drunk who accidentally saw this scene immediately widened his eyes. He stretched out his hands and rubbed his eyes hard, only then did he realize that what he saw was not an illusion.

Late at night, on the riverbank of Vizima.

"I can't believe you just came out like that!" Gabby looked at An Ran as if she were a monster, in disbelief.

They had already sent Xia Ni back home, and An Ran had not had any physical contact with her during the entire process.

"What else?" An Ran shrugged.

"What do you mean by 'otherwise'? You're not right!" Gabby shook his head frantically, expressing his confusion. "Such an opportunity, such a great opportunity! She took the initiative, and she's such a beautiful woman! Aren't you tempted? Aren't you tempted at all? If I were a man, I'd jump on her!"

"Some things can be done, and some can't be done." An Ran replied with a smile: "Once you fall in love, you will be responsible for someone's life. I haven't realized this yet with Xia Ni."

"Are you an old antique who's traveled through time from ancient times?" Gabby's mouth twitched. "In this world today, there's no such thing as irresponsibility!"

"Trends are trends, and individuals are individuals." An Ran looked up at the sky and said gently, "Why do people have to follow so-called trends? I don't like that, and I don't want that either."

"Well, you're really an old-fashioned person." Even though she said that, Gabby already understood why she liked following this man. At least in her opinion, he was noble enough.

"Next, let's go find your master." An Ran looked towards the trading area.

"You already know where she is?" Gabby was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is she doing well?"

"At least it's better than you waiting in the cellar for over a decade." An Ran rubbed its head and chuckled softly.

901 Aizen's Curiosity

The little black cat's original owner was named Gaby Doville, but now his name has been changed to Vilia Gerama.

She lives in the southeast of Vizima Trade Zone, has a young and promising husband and a pair of lovely twin children.

Looking at its former owner and her two children playing and fighting in the back garden, the little black cat looked at them from a distance with complicated eyes, then turned around and let An Ran take it away.

"Aren't you going up to say hello?" An Ran asked with a smile.

"There's no need for that anymore." The little black cat shook his head and said softly, "Seeing her have her own new life, I'm already very satisfied."

"Are you so satisfied that you can't even have a midnight snack?" An Ran blinked and said in a teasing tone.