In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Next, it’s a relatively formal attack.

The crimson spiritual pressure suddenly materialized in an instant, transforming into huge pillars of fire that shot up into the sky behind Yamamoto.

The high-temperature air waves brought by the super-high temperature spread continuously in all directions, and everything in sight was reduced to ashes in the extreme heat.

"Fiery Hell!"

The clear blue cross pillars that emerged from Yhwach's body showed no sign of weakening.

The light arrows that fell like raindrops tore apart all obstacles in front of them, and behind them it was like a curtain made of a large amount of spirit particles rose up, confronting Yamamoto's sea of ​​fire head-on.

"Praise to the Holy Land!"

Red and blue, an area of ​​nearly a thousand meters in radius was covered by the two of them.

As they looked at each other, their swords clashed.

The earth exploded.

At the point where the blades of both sides intersected, a deep ravine was cut horizontally, spanning an unknown distance.

"call......"

When the smoke and dust cleared, Yhwach fell to the ground wrapped in a dark cloak.

He lowered his eyes to look at the bloodstains remaining on the blade, and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth under his thick beard.

But when he turned around, he saw Yamamoto Shigekuni holding a knife in one hand and a corpse with only the upper body left in the other hand, with a shallow mark on the shoulder.

At this moment, she was also looking back at him.

Yhwach slowly stopped smiling, and his gaze towards Yamamoto gradually grew colder.

After the thick smoke rose from the ground in a radius of nearly a thousand meters, many scattered human figures gradually appeared, standing behind Yamamoto and Yhwach.

The members of the Stern Cross Knights were looming behind Yhwach, all dressed in pure white uniforms. They had indifferent expressions, like veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. They all looked at the other side of the abyss with expressionless faces, feeling alert.

The captains of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads behind Yamamoto looked crazy, some holding knives and breaking weapons, some gnashing their teeth and sucking blood, and each of them looked excitedly at the opponents standing on the other side of the abyss, who looked like prey, and were delighted to see the prey.

The members of the Stern Cross Knights, who originally occupied the entire twenty-six letters, should have been twice as many as the Gotei 13.

But now that they appeared behind the leaders of both sides, it seemed that the number of people was not much different.

Obviously, in this first wave of offensive, the ambitious Quincies of the Empire of Light suffered a considerable blow.

Fujimiya Makoto also stood among the crowd. He retreated into the crowd calmly and protected the old man in front of him.

As a result, someone poked him in the back with a scabbard, and immediately made him stand at the front of the crowd.

"?!"

Fujimiya Makoto turned around in shock and anger.

Who hurt me!

Turning around, I saw a gentle smile on Unohana's pretty face.

Fujimiya Makoto immediately turned off the engine.

He rubbed his butt pretending nothing happened.

However, his movement attracted a lot of attention from the opposite side.

Yhwach looked at Fujimiya Makoto who was standing in the front row, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Is this the Grim Reaper who killed Louise?

Only to this extent...

It seems that I have too many unrealistic expectations of her.

The two sides stared at each other across the abyss, their auras heavy and the atmosphere serious.

At this point in the fight, everyone present realized that they might have underestimated the guys on the opposite side.

Everyone realized the need to rest and review.

But at the same time, no one is willing to take a step back in front of their opponent.

Yamamoto and Yhwach's gazes were even more sharp.

Only Fujimiya Makoto, who was standing at the front, suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart the moment his eyes swept across the female Quincies of different appearances and figures behind Yhwach on the opposite bank.

Murphy's Law states that any problem that may arise will definitely occur!

So, it was in such a solemn and rigorous occasion.

All those who remained silent and looked at each other heard at the same time a childish and cute sickly voice.

【Okay! 】

I love this older sister's uniform! Her boots and stinky feet are the best! And that cute face with a look of disgust!

[Please! Miss Quincy!]

[Come and teach me a lesson! (Crazy)]

That series of hurricane-like roaring speeches instantly swept across the entire solemn battlefield, exploding in the depths of everyone's minds at the same time like quantum reading, extremely loud and impressive.

There was silence.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the young man standing next to Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni, who was wearing a unique captain's uniform (Suzube-style haori) and looked young and handsome at first glance.

However, the young man's indifference and coldness had now completely frozen on his handsome face. His facial expression was completely solidified, and his whole body appeared grayish-white, almost petrified.

Everyone looked at him quietly.

Not a word.

If I had to use a metaphor, it would probably be like the generals on both sides during the fiercest period of World War I, watching a soldier standing next to the long blood pit of the Somme meat grinder, looking at the endless red on the ground, sticking out his tongue with a look of excitement.

That is no longer something that can be described as perverted or niche.

This is a madman who dares to provoke me face to face under such extreme circumstances!

Realizing this, the Shinigami captains behind Yamamoto looked at Fujimiya Makoto with eyes that seemed to be shining.

That's right!

This is Fujimiya Makoto!

This kind of Fujimiya pervert is really interesting!

Saidriz, who was standing next to Yhwach, had a ferocious expression on his face. His brows were furrowed so much that they were almost drooping down to his chin, and his entire facial features were twisted into a ball.

His!?

Why didn’t I realize that the man opposite me was like this the last time we fought?

If he had known this, wouldn't he have hidden away?

Yamamoto Shigekuni calmly stepped aside and looked at Unohana Yachiru with a rather resentful look as his smile widened.

Why did you push this guy out in this situation?!

"Well done, Makoto!"

The only one who was in charge was Wu Gang, who watched the fun without a care in the world and even cheered him on: "We must let these bastards have a taste of our might!"

"As expected of you, Fujimiya!"

"It's really you!"

The Gotei 13 burst into laughter. Even though Yamamoto was holding the body of a comrade in his hand, the terrifying low pressure he had just had disappeared completely.

Fujimiya Makoto's face was pale and deathly gray.

This is such a crappy, broken knife.

However, just as the Death side was laughing, they heard a voice slowly coming from the other side.

"How rampant, the God of Death."

"Just one or two small victories have made you become complacent."

"only......"

"Is this the full strength of your Death God?"

Yhwach's voice was calm, as if he had completely ignored the voice that had just suddenly entered his mind, and he instantly calmed the emotions of the Stern Cross Knights behind him who were about to boil over.

But his eyes were looking deeply at Fujimiya Makoto.

Chilling.

Obviously he remembered him.

However, the old man took a step forward slowly, inadvertently blocking Yhwach's gaze towards Fujimiya Makoto. A wild and domineering smile appeared at the corner of his mouth beneath his beard.

"Full strength?"

"You are just a bunch of trash, you are totally unworthy of this!"

The old man's stern eyes seemed to be filled with violent flames, and his voice was like thunder:

"If you want to fight the God of Death for control of this world, then come and take it!"

"However, you must be prepared to pay the price of annihilation of your entire clan."

"Quincy."

The leaders of both sides looked at each other across the river, their eyes as sharp as the clash of swords, and there seemed to be a faint clanging sound.

Finally, a huge space passage emerged behind Yhwach and the others, reflecting the dark and lightless scene in the Broken World.

Yhwach turned sideways, glanced at Yamamoto Shigekuni, and said calmly:

"I'll come get it."

Chapter 141 One Person

First Squadron Barracks, Captain's Meeting

Because of his special status, Fujimiya Makoto was naturally not absent.

However, compared to the previous full situation, there were vacancies in the captain seats of the 5th and 13th squads this time.

As for the vice-captain seats further back, there are six vacancies.

For the vice-captains whose spiritual power level is around the fourth or fifth level, the strength of the Quincy Legion is indeed too strong.

The place was silent, no one said much.

Although it is not an exaggeration to describe the first captain of the Gotei 13 as a madman, it does not mean that these people will remain indifferent if the people around them die.

What's more, the enemy has not yet surrendered all its heads.

"Boom."

The scabbard in Yamamoto's hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.

So, Quebu came forward from behind him and began to report the results of the battle.

"According to the statistics from various divisions, the total casualties from this Quincy raid by the Gotei 13 were 651, including 129 officers and 6 vice-captains."

"Captain, two of you."

"In addition to this, the total losses caused..."

Lengthy meeting reports have become a routine at captains' meetings, and most people fall asleep while listening.

Apart from how many people died, most people didn't care about the remaining losses of the Soul Society - after all, until recently, most of these losses were caused by themselves.

It was not until these data that most people could not understand passed that we finally arrived at the big picture that everyone really cared about.

"Next, let's discuss it."

Yamamoto's voice was dull, and his sharp eyes swept across all the captains present:

"How about we take care of the remaining Quincy?"

"..."

Everyone present was silent for a few seconds, and then the crowd immediately exploded.