In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"?!"

Kuriyashiki Ryoma was stunned when he heard this, and then he led a group of people into the underground without stopping.

Fujimiya Makoto himself went straight to the sky and monitored the surrounding terrain from a high vantage point.

However, nothing was found.

After a short while, Kuryashiki Ryoma and others came out of a workshop about three miles away with extremely ugly expressions.

"team leader!"

"The underground barrier here has also been destroyed!"

Kuryashiki Ryoma never imagined that someone actually had the ability to destroy the barrier silently.

They were guarding the only exit, but found nothing.

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

However, Fujimiya Makoto didn't say much.

What he was thinking about now was really not something he could talk about with his subordinates.

——If it were just the Hollows, would they really be able to grasp the status of the maggot nests and the barriers of various prisons that are always located inside the Soul Society in such a short time?

If not.

In other words... there are some Shinigami acting together with Hollows?

In this case, it is not just a matter of invading Hueco Mundo.

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes darkened slightly.

However, before he could think about who he should discuss with, Lingzi's call rang in his ears again.

"Makoto-kun."

"Are there any extra personnel in the Ninth Division?"

Shutara Senjumaru's voice rang out, as calm and indifferent as usual: "The bases of the Seventh and Tenth Divisions are currently under siege by numerous Hollows emerging from underground."

"Their captain should be supporting various Rukongai locations right now. It's too late to return in time, so we urgently need more personnel to go there."

"Captain Shifengyuan Chihiro has already led his team there."

"I understand." Fujimiya Makoto's voice was calm, "I'll take people there now."

"Also, can you predict in advance where the Hollows will appear when they invade Seireitei?"

"Not for now."

Shudorashi Senjumaru spoke quickly, "Currently, the Sundering Monitoring Department has been unable to detect the other party's method of opening the space channel."

"Then..." Fujimiya Makoto paused, "Can you monitor the current locations of all captains and vice-captains?"

Upon hearing this, Shutara Senjumaru, who was standing on the wheel hub and staring at the big screen in front of him, suddenly froze in expression.

Slowly, he raised the corners of his lips again.

"Oh?"

"Did Chengjun find any clues?"

Fujimiya Makoto's tone was flat: "It's just an insurance policy."

"My concubine understands."

Only after the communication tone was disconnected did Fujimiya Makoto slowly exhale and gently massage his temples with his fingertips.

The fight between the gods of death is far more dangerous than the fight between the gods of death and the hollows.

......

"Zheng——"

The blade tore through the bone mask, making a series of harsh sounds.

In the darkness of the night, dark figures leaped over the low houses like birds and charged towards the distant group of virtual creatures that were surging like a tide.

Perhaps wanting to vent all the anger that had been suppressed in his chest, Kuryashiki Ryoma moved at an astonishing speed, rushing straight to the front of the entire queue, like a hot knife cutting through butter, cutting an exaggerated crack in the entire dense group of Hollows. With the blade in hand, thousands of soldiers were frightened away, and no one could match him.

Fujimiya Makoto walked slowly at the end of the queue, looking at the houses around him that were still intact.

He could clearly sense that many ordinary civilians were huddled in their homes, shivering behind windows.

On the contrary, the ground in the 7th Division’s base not far in front of him was stained with blood.

Countless soldiers from the Seventh Division and the Hollows threw their forces into the small courtyard like minced meat, attacking each other frantically.

Even on the relatively clean road he passed by, there were several miserable-looking corpses lying around.

As for the body of the Hollow, it had already turned into flying dust under the Zanpakuto.

The more he read, the more his brows furrowed.

obviously.

This situation is not normal.

Under normal circumstances, the targets of the virtual group's strangulation are always those delicious and weak ones.

Because of this, even though most Hollows are born with the ability to tear and travel through space, their primary hunting grounds will always be the world of living beings with abundant souls and the Rukongai with weak defenses.

As it is now, all the Hollows are rushing towards the Death God's residence like crazy, as if they are risking their lives.

unprecedented.

The more he read, the heavier his heart became.

The only thing to be thankful for is that we haven't seen many big hollows of the Yachukas level yet.

Just as he was thinking this, a cold and clear shout suddenly rang out from a distance:

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

Suddenly, golden lightning lit up in the depths of the night, sweeping across hundreds of meters like a torrent, and went straight into the center of the distant group of virtual beings, suddenly wiping out a large number of enemies.

Immediately afterwards, a long-haired young man wearing a pure white feather robe and a star-pulling clamp on his head drew out the sword in his hand and suddenly rushed into the center of the group of hollows.

At the same time, the blade in his hand, under the extremely concentrated spiritual pressure, suddenly turned into bursts of floating pure white dust and smoke, and suddenly swung towards the countless groups of voids blocking his way.

At the same time, he whispered:

"Fly high, Fengxianpu!"

Almost at the moment the sound was uttered, gusts of fierce wind suddenly rose up around the man, carrying white lines as fine as hair, and continued to spread in all directions.

The moment the surrounding Hollows sensed the source of this huge spiritual pressure, their pupils, already scarlet, burst into uncontrollable madness and pounced towards him like extremely hungry beasts, without a trace of rationality.

However, faced with such a scene, the long-haired man remained calm and just looked at them indifferently.

Until the moment when the virtual group invaded within dozens of meters around him.

He closed his eyes, raised two fingers in front of him, and said in a cold voice:

"Tear them up."

The moment these words fell, the pure white lines that were originally floating in the air and were not very conspicuous suddenly connected with each other in all directions like iron sand pulled by a magnet.

The lines that were originally separated from each other were connected together under his command, surrounding his body and forming a huge network of lines out of thin air that covered an area of ​​dozens of meters around him.

At the same time, the lines that seemed soft and fragile just now suddenly turned into strands of silk that were sharper and tougher than steel.

In just a moment, the dozens of virtual creatures around him that were rushing towards him were as if cut by a laser net in an instant. In the process of charging, they were spread on the ground into a scattered and unassembled mess.

Accompanied by the gentle evening breeze, the man's long hair was blown up, and he looked around with a cold and solemn gaze.

The remaining Death Soldier soldiers in the base couldn't help but shout out the moment they saw the man:

"Captain Kuchiki Ginrei!"

"The captain is here!"

"Counterattack! Start the counterattack!"

There were bursts of noise all around.

Xiu Mu Yin Ling completely ignored the sounds around him. He raised his hand and swept it forward. The originally net-like "wind lines" turned into large pieces of scattered blades, spreading towards the group of voids in front.

Easily wipe out a large number of enemies.

Obviously, for a captain-level warrior, a group of Hollows of this magnitude, no matter how much they increase in number, is only a matter of consuming a little spiritual pressure.

However, when he cleared the group of virtual people in front of him and saw the figure standing in the direction of the entrance of the residence, his eyes unconsciously narrowed.

"Fujimiya-sama."

Xiumu Yinling's voice was quite respectful and he bowed slightly.

Compared to the little kid who couldn't control his temper at the negotiating table three hundred years ago, he has indeed grown a lot now.

"Ah."

"Let's go clean up the remaining Hollow Group first."

Fujimiya Makoto didn't care about these empty formalities at all and waved at him.

Xiumu Yinling also nodded naturally, turned around and continued to rush towards Xu Qun with a neutral attitude.

In just a short while, the roars of the wild beasts in the camp gradually disappeared.

However, when Xiumu Yinling came out of the base again, his expression was obviously much uglier than before.

Don't know what happened.

After a while, Shihouin Chihiro and Shiba Yoshinori also arrived.

"Cheng, Yinling!"

The Shiba Night Ibis has a beard on its lower jaw and looks much more mature than before.

However, he was still as impetuous as before, and said anxiously:

"How are you guys doing here?"

Xiumu Yinling's expression was gloomy: "The state of these Hollows is very wrong."

"All the elite members of the Kuchiki, Kyoraku, and Kasumigaoji clans who were on duty at the garrison today were killed."

"On the contrary, the casualties among the ordinary soldiers were not great."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, the other three people present were stunned.

Who can be controlled by the group of Voids who they attack?

Perhaps sensing their confusion, Xiumu Yinling said nothing more. He turned to another person and called out, "Ruyue Sanxi, please repeat what you just said to me."

"Yes!"

Ruyue Qin Jian stepped out. Although there was still a large amount of blood on his shoulder, he seemed unaware of it and said in a low voice:

"After the base was attacked, I led the officers on duty in the base to resist."

"However, after encountering us, the Hollows seemed to be desperate. They completely abandoned us who were in the front and rushed straight towards Kuchiki Nine Seats and Kasumi Dalu Ten Seats in the back."

"The few of us in the front didn't even have time to rush back to help, and the two of them were torn to pieces."

“It’s almost like…it’s as if the goal was set from the very beginning.”

"Very unusual."

When he spoke, his tone was a little hesitant, but he still revealed all his guesses.

"Is it the same here?!"

After hearing their general description of the situation, Shiba Night Ibis blurted out subconsciously.

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned when he heard this and turned to look at Shihouin Chihiro.

Little Blackie nodded at him and said, "When we went there, there were several young nobles in the Tenth Squad who were being besieged."

"On the contrary, no one paid any attention to the ordinary soldiers around."

“We thought it was a coincidence…”

The range of this selection is a bit too precise.