In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Fujimiya Makoto turned his head in confusion and looked in the direction of Shutara Senjumaru, seeming a little puzzled.

Miss Xiuduolu took this opportunity to quietly approach and whispered in a low voice, "However, only Cheng Jun's 'Automatic Processing Device' has been added."

"So, you must be careful."

Hearing that it was a dangerous device that even Miss Shutora had to warn him about, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly became extremely focused and lowered his voice as well:

"Please elaborate."

Miss Shutara glanced at Unohana Yachiru, who was smiling softly not far behind her. She looked at Fujimiya Makoto with a hint of pity and said casually:

"I simply wish to inform you that this isn't a problem with my craftsmanship—it's a change your dear teacher specifically (forced) upon learning of this device."

"So that you can encounter strange enemies that can push your limits anytime and anywhere, in order to achieve a breakthrough."

"Makoto-kun's automatic processing device occasionally has some minor problems."

Fujimiya Makoto followed Shutara's gaze and looked in the direction of Unohana, and said with a rather difficult expression:

"For example?"

Shudoro smiled happily. "For example... it's not impossible that while following the trail left by an Achukas, you might be ambushed by a Vastod."

"Um?!"

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes suddenly widened.

You really want me to die, don't you?!

Shutara Senjumaru stretched out a bony hand and patted the young man's shoulder meaningfully:

"Please make sure you survive."

"Makoto-kun."

"We all trust you very much."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her meaningful gaze and swallowed hard.

You guys don't have to trust my talent so much?!

Unfortunately, before he could think of a way to beg for mercy, he saw Shutara Senjumaru instantly returning to the formation of the Gotei 13.

She turned her head and exchanged glances with Unohana Yachiru.

They all smiled at each other.

These two guys...

Fujimiya Makoto frowned with difficulty, revealing an extremely ugly expression.

This teacher is too cruel!

"Om-"

Just when the young man was feeling sad.

Behind him, the sound of large-scale space tearing and distortion could be heard.

Yan Yuanjinle thrust his shallow strike into the air and twisted it to the other side like a key.

Cracks appeared in the sky and the earth almost at the same moment.

All the Gotei taimen present watched this scene in silence.

In the past, they had only seen this terrifying power, like pulling open a curtain, when Killian appeared.

But now, even Death can do it.

Yan Yuanjinle turned his head to look in the direction of Yamamoto Genryūsai and suddenly shouted back:

"Hueco Mundo Expeditionary Force!"

"set off!"

"Yes--!"

The expeditionary soldiers behind him responded with the same roar.

One after another, the soldiers disappeared into the darkness and strode into the fractured boundary that had become stable.

"Makoto! Let's go!"

Saito Furuobushi grabbed Fujimiya Makoto's collar and carried him into the darkness.

Shikatori Bayunsai also turned around, still looking timid and cowardly, and bowed slightly in the direction of the Gotei 13.

The next moment, the pitch-black gate slowly closed.

Everyone's figures were hidden in the darkness.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked at the figures of the crowd and seemed to sigh faintly.

He and the people he led seemed to have been moving from one war to another since their birth.

Never stops.

I hope more people can come back alive.

only.

The people on the other side didn't seem as troubled as the old man imagined.

......

A large-scale cross-border passage was opened in the center of the boundless desert.

The pitch-black night sky enveloped everything, and in this pale world, only tree branches extending like stones stood tall, like huge tombstones.

The 'dome' of this era had not yet been transformed by Aizen into a barrier that could be converted into eternal daylight.

All I see is night.

Teams of elite reapers walked out of the passage, looking vigilantly at the unfamiliar environment around them.

Even Yan Yuanjinle has to maintain a high level of attention in such an environment.

Because, in a place like Hueco Mundo where there is no "absolute center", you can never imagine where you will encounter a Vastod that has lived for tens of thousands of years.

It depends purely on luck.

However, after all the Death Gods had walked out of the long separation, everyone fell silent for a moment without any prior agreement.

For a moment, Fujimiya Makoto seemed to have formed some kind of invisible resonance with them - he really wanted to go back.

But the next second, this imaginative idea was shattered by thunderous shouts.

"Kill Xu! Behead him! Grab the military merit!"

The roars that came in unison almost merged into one, turning into an extremely powerful slogan.

It was as if fire was burning in the eyes of all the Death Team members.

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly widened his eyes and looked at them.

Are you guys who kill embryos sick in the head?!

After so many years of love and hate with Soul Society, haven't you had enough?

However, just when Fujimiya Makoto's impression of "the original Thirteenth Squadron was not only the captain, but also the members were killers" was about to be fixed.

【I want to fuck the beautiful female Vastod tooth! ! ! 】

[Yachucas is also available! ]

The childish cry of Xiao Podao, which was about to break, mixed with the strange roars and suddenly became an inexplicable alien.

"Vice-Captain Fujimiya, let's forget about this."

"Yeah, I heard that some of Vastold's masks grow underneath, which can easily cause problems!"

"Vice-Captain Fujimiya, everyone knows that you may have to stay in Hueco Mundo for a long time, but calm down..."

The Grim Reapers who were just full of passion were stunned at first, and then began to comfort him.

Even Yan Yuanjinle pushed his glasses and advised, "Chengjun, if it really doesn't work, just find a place where no one is around and solve it yourself."

"You have Saito's tabi on your sword anyway, right?"

"If that doesn't work, beg her privately."

Fujimiya Makoto's expression suddenly became angry: "Captain Yan Yuan! Don't slander me!"

"This is slander!"

"That's not what my tabi is for!"

He shook his scabbard vigorously, trying to prove his innocence.

Saito Bulaobushi didn't understand anything, but he didn't seem to want to show that he was out of sync with everyone else. He laughed loudly and patted Fujimiya Makoto's shoulder:

"That's right!"

"If it were you, maybe I could do it if you just ask me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people present were stunned, and their eyes changed when they looked at Captain Saito.

Only Yan Yuanjinle left the battlefield quietly.

fool!

Saito knows nothing!

Fujimiya Makoto immediately grabbed the guy's shoulders and lowered his voice: "Don't respond to this kind of thing casually!"

"what?!"

Saito Bulaobushi, who was about to ask quietly just now, was suddenly blocked by him and couldn't say anything. He raised his voice and retorted: "Are you looking down on me, kid?"

"I understand everything!!"

"What's so unclear about this..."

But, he had only said half of the words.

Fujimiya Makoto and Saito Funao looked at each other.

Suddenly, the figures of the two disappeared from the original sand dunes at the same time, turning into a void afterimage.

When they reappeared, they were already on both sides of the sand dunes.

"boom--"

Almost at the same time as they appeared, a giant root system burst out from under the sand dune where they were originally standing.

An Achukas, leading several of his men, appeared on the top of the dune, laughing wildly.

“Hahhahahahaha——”

"Death! It's the Death!"

"It's been a long time since I last tasted this flavor since I left this world!"

"How long has it been?"

"Hundreds of years? A thousand years?"

"But, no matter what, you can't escape today..."

Just as he was finishing his cannon fodder-like speech, the Yachukas finally lowered his head.

One, two, three...

Densely packed figures in black Shinigami costumes appeared in his sight, all of them equipped with Zanpakutō.

Whether it is the floating spiritual pressure emanating from the body or the murderous intent inadvertently revealed in the eyes and on the face, it fully demonstrates the true identity of this group of people.

Yachukas' throat moved with difficulty, forming an exaggerated arc.

The eyes beneath the mask were fixed on this group of unsportsmanlike guys who suddenly appeared.

This must be a group of battle-hardened Death Gods, a legion-sized army of hundreds of people.

and many more? !