In Soul Society, love and bond begin

She knelt on the ground, covering her lips in panic, biting her tongue hard, and blood flowed out of her mouth uncontrollably.

The look he gave Fujimiya Makoto became more and more fearful.

All, said it out.

what on earth is it?

Death... How could the Death God have such power?!

How can this be?

"Oh?"

“It’s so dangerous.”

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the iron rod that fell to the ground with an innocent expression and curious eyes:

"So how do I use it?"

"Tell the truth."

【Determine if it is fake】

La Ai's whole body was shaking uncontrollably. He bit his tongue hard and blood flowed out of his mouth.

However, before she could relax, her fingers started moving on their own, uncontrollably. In front of her horrified gaze, they quickly wrote on the ground, stained with blood.

Fujimiya Makoto bent over, standing beside her as he watched her write on the ground, nodding thoughtfully and exclaiming softly:

"Oh."

"We need to inject blood and spiritual pressure into it..."

"Is that so?"

After finishing writing, Laai's whole body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, and he was shaking uncontrollably.

She looked at Fujimiya Makoto, who still had his head lowered.

There was only a moment's pause, and the single wing of the spirit behind him suddenly flapped, and the whole person flew out close to the ground at a speed that was completely difficult for ordinary people to capture with their naked eyes.

A deafening explosion flashed through the air, shattering the sound barrier in the shape of a pure white shock wave.

Pulling Ai's speed reached the highest level in his life.

We must not... be caught by this guy!

However, Fujimiya Makoto still stood quietly there and dripped a drop of blood onto the iron rod.

escape!escape!escape!

On Laai's beautiful face, which was filled with despair, the features were twisted uncontrollably.

She had never been so frightened in her life.

Even when facing His Majesty, she had never felt such a complete and all-round sense of being controlled.

It was a feeling... from the very beginning, I was being played around by others.

If he caught me...

However, this thought had just popped up in her mind.

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind:

"Where do you want to go?"

La Ai's muscles tensed up and he subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the sound.

Almost at the moment when her body reacted instinctively, a big hand with five slender fingers pressed down on the back of her head mercilessly.

"Bang—squeak!"

A large hand grasped the woman's thick blond head, pressing it firmly to the ground and dragging her for dozens of meters, creating a long ditch on the ground. He then rolled her into an empty palace.

Exploded with a bang.

La Ai fell into the pit, feeling pain and weakness all over his body, even his vision was blurred.

Just as she was trying to get up with difficulty.

"Clang!"

The familiar iron rod poked the ground on the side of her cheek.

Fujimiya Makoto looked down at her with a smile:

"You should have said that just now, right?"

"To devote 'everything' to my work."

Laai's breathing suddenly stopped.

......

"Is this right here?"

Metalu turned her head and looked at the devastated ruins around her.

Pique's eyes were alert.

They hadn't heard any sound from the aftermath of the battle since the beginning: "That guy La Ai, he couldn't be dead."

"Her reiatsu is still there."

Metallu frowned slightly and looked around in confusion: "It's just... the traces of battle nearby..."

No matter how you look at it, one of them was being beaten unilaterally, right?

It's not like they haven't fought against the so-called 'captain' before.

Although I don't want to admit it, La Ai's lies are indeed easy to catch people off guard when they meet him for the first time.

Could a guy like Captain Death really beat her into this state?

Metalu had a vague suspicion in her heart.

"in front of."

Just as she was thinking deeply, Pieck suddenly frowned: "In the palace ahead, Laai's spiritual pressure is still there."

"But why is she around..."

Pieck walked into the palace which had collapsed halfway.

The sound suddenly stopped.

Metalu also stopped in her tracks, staring intently at the scene in front of her.

A handsome young man in a pitch-black death suit was sitting on the highest chair in the hall, supporting his chin with one hand and looking towards the palace gate.

At his feet, the ragged La Ai was tied around the neck with a rope, kneeling there like a dog, breathing softly with dull eyes.

The pretty face, still bearing scars, was giving him an attentive smile.

Only after the two men entered the palace gate did Fujimiya Makoto stand up from his chair.

"You're so slow, you two."

Chapter 152: Too Naive, Mr. Fujimiya

The moment Fujimiya Makoto finished speaking, Metalu and Pieck both showed surprise in their eyes.

However, the moment he saw Fujimiya Makoto sitting upright in the chair, unharmed, and Laai kneeling at his feet.

The two looked at each other and made a decision immediately.

"Om-"

A wave of air suddenly rose around Pique, and the air around him seemed to be "repelled" by him, unable to touch his body at all.

The next moment, he tapped the ground with his toes.

The huge body suddenly burst out with an explosive force that was completely opposite to its size. It disappeared from its original position with a bang and rushed straight towards Fujimiya Makoto.

At the same time, Metalu suddenly pulled out a submachine gun, and a series of clear blue spirit flames burst out from the muzzle, and dense bullets flew out in succession.

"boom!"

The fist as big as a sandbag swept across, and everything that stood in the way of this huge force was as if completely "repelled" by his body. In a burst of violently spreading smoke and dust, the entire stone chair and the ground underneath were smashed into pieces, making a deafening sound.

Fujimiya Makoto's figure disappeared and reappeared from where he was.

But the series of spiritual bullets behind him seemed to have predicted his position and swept past his feet almost.

He turned sideways and looked in the direction of the smoke.

Pique picked up Laai, who was kneeling on the ground, with one hand as if he was carrying a sack, and retreated lightly to Metalu's side.

"He's a troublesome guy."

Metallu held a gun in her hand and spoke in a low voice.

Like an enemy.

Pique, who is always silent, also has fear in his eyes.

That move just now, even for an ordinary candidate knight, it would be difficult to dodge it so easily, right?

Not to mention, the opponent easily avoided Metal's sweeping attacks.

"You two are probably also what's called 'holy texts', right?"

Fujimiya Makoto raised his head, holding the scabbard in one hand, and still had no intention of drawing the blade. He simply looked at them calmly, his tone still gentle:

"May I ask which two of them they are?"

The moment they heard this information, Metal and Pieck narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Pique casually threw Laai, who was on his shoulder, aside.

It seems that even this information has been completely exposed?

Metalu glanced at the woman on the ground, and her voice was a little cold and hard:

"How dare you betray His Majesty."

"Bitch."

Pique said nothing. With a cold expression, he took out a pair of iron brass knuckles with spikes on the front from his waist, put them on his fists quietly, and said calmly:

"Holy Word P, PICK"

"Is that all your last words?"

This bear-like, over two meters tall man spoke in a particularly deep voice, his eyes filled with silent murderous intent: "Not all Quincy are as useless as this guy on the ground."

"grim Reaper."

However, before he could take a step forward, he heard La Ai on the ground open his mouth with difficulty, revealing a bloody mouth, and spoke with difficulty:

"Careful!"

"You...can't hit him."

Hearing her say this, Pieck and Metallu's brows furrowed even deeper.

Although they looked down on this guy who had probably exposed a lot of information, as their companions, they also knew how strong La Ai was.

The guy who made her say such words...

Metallu and Pieck looked at the neatly dressed, smiling young man standing in front of them.

"You won't know until you fight!"

Pique always seems silent and taciturn, but when the battle really starts, he suddenly bursts into explosive anger and rushes towards Fujimiya Makoto with a roar.

Metalu was also not idle. She immediately picked up her submachine gun, and her golden pupils and the muzzle of the gun were almost synchronized and locked onto Fujimiya Makoto's figure.

"Soon-"

Pieck's burly bear-like figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared in front of Fujimiya Makoto, he was like a huge wall. He swung out his ape-like arms that were almost as long as his body, so fast that he was almost a trailing shadow.

However, Metallu, who was standing far away, subconsciously widened her eyes.