In Soul Society, love and bond begin

This little bit of self-praise is indeed a good medicine for self-praise.

“Ho…ho ho ho…”

"Are you still concerned about others?"

However, just as the two of them were talking.

Fujimiya Makoto heard a sound of intermittent breathing behind him, which was obviously leaking air.

His expression froze and he turned his head back.

Then, the head of 'Sarl Apollo' fell to the ground with its mouth wide open. No one knew how the vocal cords worked after being broken and separated from the torso, but it actually made a sound out of thin air.

The smile on his face was crazy and twisted.

"Sparrow!"

"I have to thank you very much..."

"You actually brought me such a big gift."

"I just don't know how to thank you enough."

"That's right!" 'Saar Apollo' gritted his teeth, revealing a twisted expression that was both angry and crazy, and he seemed to have come up with a good idea. "Let me tattoo your face on my chest!"

"After I successfully created the 'celestial body'."

As he spoke, he let out a long breath, and gradually calmed down his strange expression, speaking each word with emphasis:

"I'll let you see..."

"What it looks like under Hueco Mundo."

Fujimiya Makoto frowned and looked at him, seeming a little puzzled.

I don't understand where such confidence comes from.

However, just as Sal Apollo finished his last words.

The headless body that was originally kneeling on the ground suddenly swelled up, tightened, and cracked like a blown-up balloon until it completely collapsed.

Fujimiya Makoto's pupils constricted and his gaze became slightly more serious.

Under his broken body, there was actually another complete body that looked similar to Sal Apollo, but seemed a little different.

Is this a clone?

"Open your eyes, Theon!" Sar Apollo shouted wildly. He was laughing crazily, but he also pretended to be glaring at Fujimiya Makoto. "Look! Quebu!"

"This is what I prepared for you..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, a big foot stomped on his head and crushed it to pieces.

The messy liquid splashed all over the ground.

The man he called 'Theon' stood up, rubbed his dirty feet on the sand twice, and looked at the people in front of him with vigilance.

It seemed that even he himself didn't know what was going on.

All I know is that this head has a deep hatred with me that is engraved into my soul.

"Makoto-kun?"

Lu Quba Yunzhai turned to look at him, trying to ask for his opinion.

Fujimiya Makoto thrust out the blade with his fingertips.

Since Sal Apollo said this guy is dangerous, let's kill him first.

Just as they were thinking this.

The sudden and viscous tsunami rose up suddenly, and under the support of the expanding spiritual pressure, it completely engulfed the area where they were in one breath.

Pale giant trees, surging white sand, wind-dried stones and roots rising from the ground...

It seemed to swallow up everything within sight.

only...

"Zheng."

A short and clear sound of a knife was heard.

In the center of the sticky sea that originally covered the entire desert, a large bulge suddenly bulged upwards.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure draped in pure white feathers leaped out of the narrow gap, one in each hand, pulling the two people up at the same time. With lingering fear, he retreated dozens of meters, looking forward with a frown.

"Zizzizi..."

The clothes on the body surface made a slight corrosion sound.

After just such a brief moment of contact, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly looked much more embarrassed.

"Ok?"

Just when he was feeling a little annoyed, he seemed to suddenly think of something and glanced calmly in the direction of Lu Quba Yunzhai.

Miss Kadori, who always had a gentle smile on her face, covered her body with the cloth in front of her. The little cloth left could still cover most of her body. The corners of her lips, which were always raised on weekdays, had fallen down at some point, and even the pigtails behind her head had loosened a little. The left half of the glasses frame melted like a candle, and even her voice had become inadvertently much colder.

She slowly drew out her knife, looked at the shrinking monster in front of her, and said calmly:

"Makoto-kun."

"I'll take care of this guy."

"Are you okay?"

Chapter 227 Light Track

Dust was floating and smoke was rising.

Large patches of ash obscured the view.

Under the tattered white haori is a beautiful body like a young girl.

Miss Kadori simply rolled up the end of her robe to her waist, tied it under her plump breasts, and tied it into a simple belt, revealing her slender waist that could be held in one hand, and the distinct contours of her abdominal muscles on both sides.

The bottom hem of the jet-black Shinigami suit was melted away from the knees downwards in the explosion just now, turning the long trousers that originally covered the ankles into a short skirt.

The pigtails that should have been tied into a bun were scattered and fluttering in the wind, with only half of them hanging on the shoulder.

The scattered black hair made her face, which usually always had an inexplicable smile, look a little pale and dull.

She took off her glasses, which had been corroded and melted like a candle, and threw them aside.

As if because he couldn't see clearly, his narrow eyebrows narrowed into slits, filled with a stern malice, and he had completely lost the usual interest in joking with Fujimiya Makoto.

"I'll take care of this guy."

"Are you okay?"

She asked.

obviously.

At this point, Fujimiya Makoto's answer was no longer important.

but.

Since it's Bayunzhai...there should be no problem, right?

Fujimiya Makoto thought so.

"Boom!"

The moment the thought flashed through his mind.

The figure on the other side of the smoke shot out like a bullet, creating a vacuum tunnel dozens of meters deep in the thick dust that obscured vision. The naked eye could only catch a pale streamline.

In just a moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose behind Harribel, which seemed to come from instinct.

In a short time, so short that she barely had time to think, her body had already reacted before her brain did. Her entire upper body fell backward with a sound of muscles snapping, as if broken.

"laugh--"

The tips of the claws, which were clenched like spear tips, shone with sharpness, and the high-density spiritual pressure formed a layer of substantial "membrane" at the tips of the bone claws.

Faintly, Harribel could even hear the explosion made by the claw tip when it exceeded the speed of sound.

Just this subconscious reaction allowed her to avoid a fatal blow.

Without waiting for the man called 'Theon' to respond.

Amidst the sound of the gas explosion, Lu Quba Yunzhai suddenly appeared beside it, with the shallow sword in his hand already drawn out at some point, and the blade slanted in the direction of "Xion" rushing towards him.

When the two blades collide, the cutting edge is connected to the steel sheet.

"Zheng!"

It seemed that he sensed the violent murderous intent.

Theon's forward movement with his claws piercing him suddenly stopped at this extreme speed.

The toes of his animal-like hind legs stomped on the ground, creating a pit like a blooming flower in the sand.

His figure floated in the air and flipped over, landing silently on the ground.

Harribel looked at the monster in front of her, then looked at Lu Quba Yunzhai beside her, and a trace of imperceptible confusion flashed across her jade-like pupils.

How come... so fast?

As Vastod, she should be at the top of the entire Hueco Mundo food chain.

The feeling that anyone could easily kill her made her feel insecure.

However, Harribel reacted quickly, stood up again, raised the greatsword in her right hand, and stared at the monster in front of her.

He didn't notice at all that there was a very tiny cut on his facial bone armor.

After taking off his glasses, Luqu Bayunsai narrowed his eyes and looked at the monster that appeared in front of him.

Rushing out from the smoke was a humanoid figure wrapped entirely in pale steel skin, with its entire head covered in a mask.

In terms of spiritual pressure alone, she is even much stronger than the genuine Vastod behind her.

"Ho ho ho roar—"

From beneath the pale mask came a frantic roar accompanied by a low, trembling sound.

Obviously, this is the man called 'Theon' just now.

"Cannibalism?"

"And lost my mind."

Makoto Fujimiya looked at the monster in front of him, and it was easy for him to make this judgment when he thought about Theon's action of crushing Sal Apollo's head without hesitation and his confused reaction when the explosion occurred.

However, the intention behind this behavior is the key point.

Why would that guy Sar Apollo sacrifice a person who is likely to be a powerful Achukas, or even a Hollow of the same level as Vastold, to fight against the three of them?

Did he really think that a guy of this level could pose any threat to them?

Fujimiya Makoto thought so.

His gaze gradually shifted to the dense giant trees around him... and the things hidden in them.

It's like I noticed something.

Almost at the same moment.

A ball of spiritual pressure suddenly exploded from under the feet of Shikatori Bayunsai, vibrating at super high speed.

Her figure was in the storm, and in an instant she accelerated from stillness to a speed faster than the sound, and her palm struck lightly in the air, drawing an arc.

"clang!"

The heavy inertia of the girl falling from above, coupled with the huge force of her own spiritual pressure, exploded together in a short distance.

Theon raised his arms, clasped with bone blades.

When the bone blade collided with the shallow sword, a sharp and rapid buzzing sound exploded in the ears of the three people at the same time - that was the sound caused by the rapid vibration when the blades collided.

Counter-shock and leverage.