In Soul Society, love and bond begin

A shadow continued to spread from his chest amidst those extremely furious roars, as if it had found a new continent worth exploring. He paid no attention to the girl's rolled eyes and kept talking into her mouth, blocking out all the remaining words.

Fujimiya Makoto listened to those words, but he just listened.

He looked at the girl not far away who was rolling her eyes because of the criticism with a look of emotion, and sighed softly.

Therefore, these villains who have goals and ideals and devote their entire lives to them are always so shameful.

If you yell at him like that, won't it make him seem like a lazy guy who has extraordinary talent but does nothing serious all day?

"..."

However, his final silence, in the eyes of some people, had other more inexplicable meanings.

After noticing this, Hyoshubu Ichibei almost immediately opened his mouth to explain:

"Little friend."

"The division of the three realms, the division of life and death, are all rules made by Lord Spirit King himself."

"Don't be misled by this guy."

Fujimiya Makoto glanced at him.

On Hyoshubu Ichibei's face, there was still the same generous and honest smile as when they first met.

But, unlike when they first met...

At this moment, the big monk was holding the large brush tightly in his hand, and his expression was vaguely tense.

Soul Society is ultimately a place where the strong prey on the weak.

The attitude of a strong person is more important than the life and death of countless weak people.

The only thing that made Fujimiya Makoto feel a little emotional was another matter.

Have I finally become someone so powerful that even the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society treats me with respect?

The young man thought this in his heart, but his emotions inexplicably did not fluctuate much.

It was just a flash of this thought.

The shadow chains wrapped around Yhwach finally couldn't hold on any longer and broke one by one under the tremendous force.

The girl took her bare feet towards Fujimiya Makoto, tearing through countless shadows and taking one step, then two steps.

The shadow chains connected to the earth pulled the land within a radius of dozens of meters, causing large spider-web-like cracks to appear.

Finally, the right hand tore through the shadow and stretched straight towards the young man.

It seems like he wants to hold on to something tightly at this moment.

From the shadowed mouth, a faint, inaudible roar emanated with difficulty:

"Fujimiya... Makoto...!!"

The moment I called out this name.

The depths of the girl's eyes simultaneously transformed into deep, golden double pupils.

Facing the young man in the distance.

But, just in this brief moment.

A strange, gentle and generous male voice rang out in the depths of the souls of everyone present.

"That's it."

The moment I heard this voice.

Even Yhwach and Hyoshubu Ichibei were stunned, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes stared straight ahead, fixed on the empty space behind Yhwach.

What appeared in his eyes was clearly a blank.

But for some reason, deep in his consciousness, he could clearly see in that blank void a tall man whose entire body was clear blue, except for the dark cross-shaped pupils in his eye sockets.

He stood behind the girl entangled in the shadows, his arms in an embrace, murmuring softly.

Fujimiya Makoto looked confused.

Although he had never seen this guy in this world.

But he had seen it many times in his previous life.

This is......

Spirit King?

But, hadn’t his limbs been cut off and his organs dug out long ago, leaving only an empty shell sealed deep in the Spirit King Palace?

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the man who appeared in his sight, and felt inexplicably confused in his heart.

She seemed to have noticed his gaze.

The man who leaned over and whispered in the girl's ear suddenly raised his head and looked in his direction.

Eyes facing each other.

The Spirit King gave him a gentle smile.

"Keep it a secret."

The next moment, his whole body disappeared like a dandelion blown by the wind, turning into countless flying ashes.

Almost at the same moment the figure disappeared, Yhwach, who was about to break the seal of the Soul King's left hand, suddenly seemed to lose all his strength and fell to the ground with a thud.

However, along with her power, the "Spirit King's Thing" in Fujimiya Makoto's body used for sacrifice also disappeared.

The sudden feeling of emptiness made Fujimiya Makoto suddenly lose control of the powerful force of "World Invasion", and the spirit particles in his body became chaotic and he lost the ability to control them.

Like a scar branded on the surface of Soul Society, the pitch-black mark remaining in mid-air was forcibly closed and repaired in an instant by some almost regular force.

Countless hoarse wails continued to be heard from the depths of the dark shadows.

At the same time, the shadow of the abyss caused by the "World Invasion" and the "Two" above Fujimiya Makoto's head also disappeared.

In an instant, Fujimiya Makoto seemed to have lost all his strength and fell backward.

"Pfft."

A figure with long dark purple hair appeared behind him at some point, and gently opened his arms to embrace Fujimiya Makoto's instantly exhausted body.

Unohana Yachiru, who had just taken a step, noticed this scene and suddenly stopped.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he looked straight at the petite figure standing behind Fujimiya Makoto.

If it were any other time, if Unohana Yachiryu stared at him like that, Saito Fulaubushi would probably jump up and down and start cursing at her.

But today, she seemed like a different person, completely ignoring the gazes from behind and in front of her.

Saito, with his long dark purple hair, is immortal, but his face is still pale and bloodless, and he has obviously not recovered from the previous Bankai sacrifice.

However, the way she hugged Fujimiya Makoto at this moment was much more forceful than ever before.

Even the depths of that bloodshot eye were emitting a very gentle maternal light.

Her fingertips traced his hair, combing it very gently, and deep in her chest she seemed to let out a very slow sigh of relief.

At the same time, Mei also appeared beside Fujimiya Makoto, staring at the surroundings closely.

He only glanced at the master and mistress hugging each other in the center of the battlefield.

His expression was slightly subtle.

As for the others, they were completely oblivious to the beauty of this small world.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni stepped forward solemnly, facing the petite girl who was kneeling on the spot, but without the slightest sign of negligence.

He glanced in the direction of Hyoshubu Ichibei.

The big monk nodded slightly.

The next moment, a blazing stream of fire passed right in front of his eyes.

He cut off the neck of the petite girl in front of him.

The remaining captains watched this scene quietly.

The whole place was dead silent.

They all knew who was the real hero of this war.

The old man in the mountain didn't say anything more. He just carried the beautiful head and strode towards the Baidao Gate.

......

"Boom——"

The huge white door was supported by a relatively slender hand, and its hinges were easily broken, opening up an unobstructed road.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni strode out of the gate of Soul Society with a head in his hand, facing the countless Shinigami who had gathered in front of him.

The Shinigami who had just survived the battle with the Quincy army were all injured and were supporting each other as they walked here.

After feeling the terrifying spiritual pressure that was enough to shake the three realms and could suffocate people just by being close to it, the Shinigami who were still able to appear here were all warriors who dared to die for the Soul Society.

Such brave warriors should naturally receive the most direct rewards.

then.

Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni stood in front of them and raised the head in his hand to the warriors.

"The enemy general! We have captured him!"

His voice was soft, dull and hoarse.

But it was clearly heard throughout the Baidaomen Square.

The Grim Reapers before him were silent for a moment.

The next moment, there was a loud cheer like a tsunami.

......

【Bond Event: World Invasion】

[Your bond level with Yhwach has increased↑]

[The bond level between you and the Soul King has increased↑]

[Reward: Talent Point +1]

[Gained Bond Trait: Soul King's Stepson]

[Bond Trait: Stepson of the Soul King: You can share the talents, wisdom, and abilities of others through continuous teaching and deepening your bond, thereby breaking through the upper limit of your own talents.]

[Note: Hehehe! Flying ○ cups! My Spirit King card Flying ○ cups!]

Chapter 169 My Important Things

"The spiritual connection is intact."

“Begin the inspection.”

"Hey, you bastard over there! Who told you to stop on the road?"

"Is the technique ready?"

There was noise and chaos in the operating room.

The unconscious young man was fixed on a large bed that was completely surrounded by a spirit particle technique barrier. Shijima Chigiri and Kirinji Tenshiro, the top medical experts in Soul Society, were rarely at the same table together. Around them were dozens of healers who were famous throughout the Soul Society, busy assisting him.

In today's Soul Society, the only one who is fortunate enough to receive such treatment is naturally Fujimiya Makoto.

Outside the clean courtyard that serves as an operating room.

Saito Fulaubusi and Mei waited quietly for news from inside.

However, compared to the former Quincy who sat calmly in place, Saito Touma's attitude was obviously much more anxious and irritable.