In Soul Society, love and bond begin

“——Thunder Roar Cannon!”

The flashing lightning was like a leaping rope, penetrating a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and whipping the priest's thick and solid body as hard as steel amidst his ferocious grin.

There was a deafening cry, followed by a series of electric shocks that made the body numb just by listening to them.

"thump."

All the spiritual pressure in Kuryashiki Ryoma's body was finally squeezed to the extreme, and his physical strength was completely lost.

His legs went weak and he fell to the ground helplessly.

No miracle happened.

As for the priest in the smoke and dust, he strode out as if nothing had happened, and the malice revealed in his smile became more and more intense.

"The so-called ghost way is only something of this level."

"This is the tragedy of those without faith."

"In the end, there is no Lord to protect your soul, and you are even less able to recognize your own vulnerability."

"But you're lucky."

"my child."

At the end of his words, the priest's smile grew even wider, and he extended his hand towards Kurayashiki Ryoma. His warm and kind voice gradually began to reveal his true, sticky side:

"As long as you... huh?!"

However, his voice suddenly paused.

Seems like he noticed something.

"puff!"

A dark vein appeared on the surface of the full muscles on his chest.

Two, three, four...

Heavy and twisted marks suddenly appeared on the entire right half of his chest, causing half of his body to swell and tense abnormally, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance.

There were snapping sounds on the shoulder, and three or four egg-shaped marks appeared, with blood marks on the skin.

Only after gradually adapting did his eyelids suddenly open, revealing those abnormal eyes with golden vertical pupils growing on the muscles.

“This, this is…”

"asshole!"

"Damn you, Faithless! What have you done to me!?"

The priest's voice became sharp and hoarse, and he roared in the direction of Kurayashiki Ryoma with his throat torn. Even his steps forward seemed to be limping and he could hardly move.

“Ha, haha…”

Kuryashiki Ryoma fell to the ground and tiredly loosened his tightly clenched left hand.

A small black ball fell out of the palm of his hand.

Xu Wan.

In that attack just now, he used up two of them at once.

But, it really works...

Thank you very much.

Lord Fujimiya.

Seeing his vaguely relieved look, the fierceness in the depths of the priest's pupils became more intense and violent.

Exposing the true nature hidden under the gentle appearance.

"Damn kid——"

"Damn brat!!"

However, he had just raised his clenched fist.

Suddenly, a calm and indifferent middle-aged male voice came from behind:

"That's an exaggeration."

"They are my excellent subordinates."

Almost at the moment the sound was heard.

Kuryashiki Ryoma and the priest both raised their heads in the direction of the sound.

However, the scenes they saw were completely different.

There was only a light flash of a knife in the priest's eyes, and the middle-aged man with glasses slowly put away the knife.

With his back to him, he turned and walked slowly in the direction where the Quincies were charging.

"You bastard, faithless person!"

"One or two people always ignore the will of God and treat the messengers of God with disrespect."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and raised his hand towards the back of Yan Yuanjinle.

Yan Yuanjinle, who always seemed like a seasoned veteran in the workplace, seemed particularly indifferent today. Even his back was as dark as steel, and his voice was flat:

"Noisy."

"Dead people still talk so much."

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest's movements stopped.

Silently, a mark like the one marked 'cut along the line' on origami extended up and down the center of the burly man's forehead.

It goes straight through the entire body.

The priest took two steps forward with a blank look.

First the left foot, then the right.

Then, his entire body collapsed like pushing a golden mountain or a jade pillar, falling to the left and right where his feet landed.

Large amounts of scarlet blood were splattered, and the soft internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

Kuryashiki Ryoma watched this scene quietly.

That was Captain Yan Yuan's signature space slash.

With just one strike, he killed the terrifying Quincy that they could not repel even if they died.

However, this attack seemed to be just a prelude in the subsequent offensive.

Yan Yuanjinle stood quietly where he was, looking at the crowd behind him, and murmured softly:

"We caught enough fish."

Almost at the moment the sound fell.

Several familiar figures cut into the pure white battle line of the Quincy like a hot knife through butter, and with thunderous force, they suddenly killed several members of the Stern Cross Knights who seemed unstoppable just now.

Powerful strength, extremely fast speed, and violent killing momentum.

The combination of these three immediately caused the army formation, which was advancing like a raging fire, to stagnate.

Following closely behind them was the roar of killing that was like a tsunami.

Countless figures dressed in pitch-black Death Tyrant suits swept across the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye, swallowing up the pure white figures like a wave in the blink of an eye.

If you look down from a high place, you can see a series of black "lines" connected to each other, colliding and breaking through the white lines in a constant surge, penetrating the opponent's formation sporadically, and then continuing to push forward.

The Quincies further back seemed to be trying to organize an effective resistance.

However, before the leading Quincies could gather together, a deep and powerful roar was heard over the battlefield.

"Everything is reduced to ashes."

"Flowing blade like fire!"

The flames were blazing, and in the extremely scorching heat, they engulfed everything that everyone could see.

In the blink of an eye, only scorched earth remained.

Kuryashiki Ryoma knelt on the ground, staring blankly at everything happening before his eyes.

It seemed that he had not yet recovered from the fact that he survived.

Yan Yuanjinle strolled past the big boy and casually patted him on the head with his big hand.

"Well done, Kuriyashiki."

"I'll tell Makoto that."

"..."

It was not until he felt the warm strength of a big hand on his head that Kuryashiki Ryoma seemed to finally realize that he was alive.

Hearing Captain Yan Yuan's words, the corners of his mouth unconsciously widened.

"Yes!"

Kuryashiki Ryoma responded.

......

"Ugh-"

Saito Fulaubushi lay on his side on the roof ridge at the top of the First Team's palace, supporting his chin with one hand and holding the scabbard with the other.

She pulled her little feet out of her straw sandals and scratched her calves out of boredom.

The whole person yawned out of boredom.

Apparently, she was really bored of waiting, and she cursed angrily, "Hey, is that bastard Shan Laotou lying to us?"

"Hey!"

"I'm asking you, you consumptive!"

The executor, Nai Wugang, stood on the roof of another tall building, standing there straight as a sword.

A hint of seriousness unconsciously appeared on the sickly and pale old face.

However, when he heard Saito's dissatisfaction, he couldn't help but curse back:

"Such a noise! ​​Asshole!"

"How can I know whether what Yuan Liuzhai said is true or not?"

"what?"

Saito cursed and spat, "Then you're still pretending to be serious."

The executor Nai Wugang glanced at her with disdain.

Do you know what the style of a master is?

However, just as they were arguing, the Zenjoji Youpin who was sitting on the ground and stuffing jerky into her mouth suddenly raised her head, and the small braid on her bald head stood up like an antenna.

"...ah."

"A few bugs slipped in."

The moment he heard his voice, Wang Tuchuan and Yu Xuji, who were sitting next to him with a knife in their arms, also raised their heads and quietly lifted their bamboo hats with their fingertips.

It seemed that her perception was becoming clearer. The Zenjoji Arinbin, who was like a mountain of flesh, narrowed her eyes slightly, and the small braids on her head began to twitch like multiple antennas.

The intelligence obtained is becoming clearer and clearer.

A concubine from Shanding Temple chewed some dried meat and said quickly, "There are six targets. They are moving in different directions. They must be looking for something."

"very good!"

Saito immediately stood up from the roof with great energy and landed on the ground with a hop: "Before the big fish takes the bait, let's get rid of these small fish first!"

"Hey! You guys!"

"Do you want to see who kills the most?"