In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Because, after her countless deaths, she would inevitably make a comeback after a long thousand years.

This was the reason she dared to lead her subordinates to attack Soul Society so recklessly, and it was also one of the secrets she hid deepest in her heart.

But nowadays.

This biggest secret was easily revealed by other people.

"How could you...?"

"Do you think that's all I know?"

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her gently, his eyes seemed to be able to melt people, but his words were as sharp as a blade that could tear open other people's hearts.

"Hyoshubu Ichibei should have told you, right?"

"—Before you die, these eyes will be sealed forever."

"In that case, how did you manage to open this eye now?"

As the young man spoke, he slowly extended his hand towards Yhwach.

The index finger and thumb gradually extend forward.

Until it was about to touch the double pupil embedded in the girl's left eye socket.

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down the girl's long temples.

"It's cheating, isn't it?"

"You used the 'death' state brought about by the dream death world to briefly deceive the left hand of the Spirit King that sealed all your powers, and briefly stimulated the power of omniscience and omnipotence."

"but......"

"The death brought by the dream death world is not permanent."

"What's more, He is my sword."

Almost at the moment when the young man finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with the five fingers that were holding the girl's wrist. Suddenly, an incredibly strong force burst out, breaking Yhwach's slender wrist with a crisp "crack" sound.

The fingertips that stopped an inch in front of the double pupil stabbed out like a sword.

It seemed as if he wanted to dig her eyeballs out.

"Soon-"

Completely out of physical instinct, the girl's petite figure retreated several meters like lightning.

however.

The moment her brain reacted.

The left arm that had just pierced Fujimiya Makoto's chest suddenly became empty.

Broken at the elbow.

"!?"

Yhwach's pupils suddenly contracted.

The girl raised her head and looked in the direction of Fujimiya Makoto.

Then, the pitch-black Zanpakuto drew a sharp arc in the air, and was thrown back into Fujimiya Makoto's palm under the entanglement of the black and red ribbon wrapped around his arm.

He slowly pulled a slender white arm out of his chest.

Completely ignoring the blood gushing from deep in his chest.

On the young man's handsome face, he still had that iconic gentle smile.

"That should be enough."

He looked at the arm in his hand and murmured softly.

Yhwach looked at him with an increasingly cautious and alert gaze, his right hand tightly grasping the broken end of his left hand.

The sudden increase in strength from the man in front of her made her alertness reach the extreme in an instant, and her whole body tensed up.

However, before the girl could reconstruct her arm.

Her eyes suddenly widened.

I saw.

The broken arm tightly grasped in Fujimiya Makoto's hand, just like the spirit particles sucked by the Hollow, flew at an incomprehensible speed, like a dandelion, turning into a group of flying spirit particle fragments, which continuously fell and floated around the young man's body, forming a floating belt.

The spiritual particles on Fujimiya Makoto's body swayed, causing the long hair behind his head to dance along with it. A clear blue glow appeared in the depths of his pupils, and the hem of his clothes fluttered.

The huge wound remaining on his chest seemed to have mastered the power of super-speed regeneration. The flesh pieces squirmed and crowded towards the center, squeezing each other, constantly filling it and completely healing from the inside out.

After just three or two seconds, it returned to a smooth, white and strong chest.

Only the remaining tear on the surface of the Death Suit still recorded the scene of him being pierced through the chest.

[Bond Trait Six: The Last Light]

[When trapped in a desperate situation where death is inevitable, one will inevitably burst out with unprecedented strength, and then fall into a state of extreme weakness for a period of time.]

[Bond Trait Eight: Burning Soul]

[If you can sacrifice the power of the Spirit King, you will gain the power to completely change the world in a short period of time]

These two qualities are the basis for Fujimiya Makoto's confidence in his ability to make a comeback.

but.

For Yhwach, this was a completely incomprehensible phenomenon!

The girl watched helplessly as her own spirit particle was completely 'devoured' by him, and a heavy and sticky dark spiritual pressure like smoke and fog emerged from the surface of her body. The extremely condensed aura was like a wolf smoke, rushing straight into the sky and piercing through the clouds.

In just a moment, it was as if he had become a completely different person.

The floating light and shadow were reflected in the depths of the girl's pupils, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

No matter how many times he looked back and forward, the double pupil embedded deep in his left eye could not see any clues related to the present moment.

It was as if this timeline did not exist at all in the world she was qualified to know.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!!"

"What the hell are you?!"

Yhwach widened his eyes with a ferocious look and roared at Fujimiya Makoto who was not far in front of him. He stood like a frightened hedgehog with sharp spines all over his body and his fangs and claws bared.

But no matter how she bluffed, she couldn't hide the trembling that came from deep in her heart.

Fujimiya Makoto's right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and extremely dense spiritual pressure floated on the surface of his body, forming a black and red flame stream that burned like a flame, completely covering his clothes, hair, sword body, and one eye.

However, the terrifying spiritual pressure that was enough to crush the depths of a person's soul was restrained to the extreme at this moment, even to the point that it was completely imperceptible.

The young man's voice was flat and indifferent, lacking even the slightest emotion:

"Didn't you already know this?"

"My name is Fujimiya Makoto."

"He is a pure, innocent, handsome, reliable, and never lies, Mr. Death."

The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him, feeling as if something was stuck in her throat.

However, Fujimiya Makoto did not intend to give her any more time to accept reality.

He calmly waved his left hand to the side.

The 'Dream Death World', which was a scarlet hemispherical dome, was torn open with a clear crack under the hands of its creator.

Spider-web-like traces spread in all directions along the small breach, instantly covering the entire scarlet wall of the world, which then opened up like glass, revealing the smoke and gunpowder of Soul Society outside.

The dream world of death is forcibly lifted.

At this moment, both Fujimiya Makoto and Yhwach already possessed the power to break the rules in a short period of time.

"In this case......"

"Even you wouldn't be able to trick that 'hand' with 'death', right?"

Fujimiya Makoto's voice was light, and his gentle smile was full of malice.

Instant step.

The figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The black and red blade light was wrapped in the blazing flames, pulling out a winding arc, and there was a sharp hissing sound of the blade in the air.

A fierce murderous intent filled his mind, and almost subconsciously, Yhwach suddenly raised the Annihilation Cross Blade in his hand.

The sharp blade burning with flames fell from top to bottom and collided with the pure white Annihilation Cross Sword. The recoil alone was like a hurricane, lifting up a large arc-shaped area of ​​land behind the girl. The hard stone bricks and the ruins of the buildings on them, under this terrifying collision, were like the scattered gravel castles on the beach. They were simply swallowed up by the aftermath of the waves, collapsed in an instant, turned into shattered pieces, and disappeared without a trace.

Fujimiya Makoto had never experienced such clear and precise perception.

Everything that appeared in his brain seemed to be beyond what he had known and seen before. Whether it was the color, outline, or prediction, it was like a three-dimensional view drawn on paper. He could easily see through everything that was about to happen in the next second.

You don't need to think much, just use your body's instincts to make the most correct judgment.

The body is stronger, more agile and more controllable than ever before.

Even the tiny spirit particles that should have been light and scattered were like elite soldiers who obeyed orders. All he needed to do was to use his will to fulfill all his wishes.

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto finally realized that the previous Yhwach was able to exert such terrifying power.

However, just as Yhwach's power cannot last forever.

He doesn't have much time either.

"Soon-"

The blade wrapped in black flames swept across, and the continuous sword force was like a waterfall pouring down. The fight between the two was so fast that the outline could not be seen at all. Even if a captain-level strong man stood by, he could only see the continuous aftermath of the impact spreading out in all directions, causing wave after wave of vibration ripples in the space.

This world made up of spirit particles is wailing.

Unfortunately, neither Fujimiya Makoto nor Yhwach could care about this at this moment.

"Why!"

The young girl's childish and tender rebuke was so hoarse that it almost lost its tone. The blade swung at high speed, and amidst the dense collisions, a burst of scattered light and fire erupted. The sound from her mouth, vibrating with spirit particles, penetrated directly into her soul. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Since this world has already produced a successor like me, what exactly is the purpose of your existence?"

"Why, are you blocking my way?!"

"Fujimiya Makoto!"

"Zheng——"

The pure white cross swords of Annihilation collided and rose up, and the black and white blades separated at the same time, and they both deviated at a considerable angle, revealing a brief gap.

The tight shadow tail under the skirt suddenly extended from behind like a whip, like a flying arrow, pointing directly at the vital parts of Fujimiya Makoto's body.

only.

At the moment when the shadows shot to within a foot of him.

Those shadows were all frozen, like branches piercing the calm surface of a lake, causing ripples one after another.

The girl was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a sudden pulling force under her skirt, and her back door loosened.

The shadows that were originally snatched from Fujimiya Makoto were easily pulled back and swallowed up into the depths of the dark shadows under his feet. They disappeared in a short moment and became shadows that surrendered to his feet.

Yhwach stumbled and was almost dragged towards Fujimiya Makoto along with the stretched shadows.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her warmly, but seemed not to want to answer. Instead, he raised the black knife in his hand.

The pitch-black tip of the knife pointed at the girl in front of him.

"The Imperial Purification Play: World Invasion."

The moment the words fell, the dark shadow beneath the young man's feet became as dark and heavy as the abyss, continuously spreading and stretching backwards, transforming into a pitch-black scar that pierced through the sky and the earth, tearing hideously at the spiritual foundation of Soul Society.

Yhwach slowly raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him with a blank expression.

The incomparably huge trace exudes an extremely magnificent aura just by standing there, making it impossible to take your eyes off it and shocking the soul.

Fujimiya Makoto's expression remained gentle, but his voice was frighteningly calm.

"The will of the world, the ideal of life, the meaning of existence..."