The head of the lower-level nobles collapsed on the ground, repeating these words without listening.
No matter how he thinks, he has no way out!
Two important figures of the Tsunayashiro family died one after another, and one of them died in front of him when he came to question him in great force!
this……
His heart fell into an icy cold state, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked desperately at the body of Tsunayashiro Shinya.
The corpse with only bones left...
"Are you willing?"
Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind him. The voice was empty and distant, and every word made him mesmerized.
"Of course I'm not willing to give in..." he said subconsciously. He wanted to turn his head, but at this time he didn't have much strength anymore.
He could only see through the corner of his eye that the woman behind him had a few strands of purple hair hanging down from her shoulders.
Of course, this is still Alice. Kahn created her to do such a thing.
At this moment, she was standing in front of the humble head of the lower-level nobles who was slumped on the ground. She was neither happy nor sad, and had no expression. She just said indifferently.
"This world is unfair. After several wars in Soul Society, your Wangmu family was finally promoted to a higher rank and became a 'lower noble'. But those five nobles don't have to do anything, don't have to pay anything, what?
Don’t sacrifice anything.”
"Just like this, I can stand high above you, take your lives and kill them, and abandon them like worn-out shoes."
Her words reached Master Wangmu's ears, causing him to constantly think about his sacrifices and the blood shed by his family.
Because of the status of this lower-level noble, I don’t know how many people died on the battlefield!
In this way, the little commendations and honors obtained by working hard and tremblingly for Soul Society are no match for Tsunayashiro Shinya's casual kick with disgust and contempt!
Why?!
What did they do? Even if they relied on the kindness of their ancestors, what kind of kindness should come to an end after so many years, right?
Why, why can they always be on top!
I’m really unwilling...
The window of his soul, used to observe all things but could not see the faint purple color in his own eyes.
Alice, who was behind her, stretched out her hand at this moment and gently placed her right hand, as white as jade, as if found in fairy tales, on Wang Mu's shoulder.
The latter suddenly trembled all over, and he turned his head tremblingly, wanting to see who could have such slender and perfect hands.
"Just do what you want to do..."
Alice's soft words rang in his ears, causing him to stop turning his head because the wind that blew up when she spoke got into his ears.
There was a slight blush on his cheeks, as if he was drunk.
"Princes, generals and ministers, would you rather have the seed? Starting from you, starting from the Wangmu family..."
Alice's figure becomes more and more illusory, and her voice becomes more and more ethereal.
"Bring the five nobles down from their heights, and you will be remembered by history, Wangmu family..."
"It will be the pioneer that opens the door to a new era."
Then, he completely disappeared...
The figure shrouded in black robes disappeared under the moonlit night, as if it had never been here before.
Only Mr. Wangmu, whose eyes were full of purple, was left.
He was breathing heavily, his face was flushed, and then...the purple in his eyes dissipated, but infinite power emerged from his body.
"If it's this power... everything can be done!"
"Five nobles! The era when you are the masters of the country is coming to an end!"
He swore like this
………………
"hateful!"
In the dark moonlit night, Kuchiki Xianghe quickly used Shunpo, and every time he flashed across the distance of several houses, he appeared on the roof.
His Shunpo is not an advantage, but it won't be a hindrance either, but this lack of hindrance is also relative to himself.
In fact, in addition to the head of the family, every family of the five great nobles usually has one or two captain-level experts, and Kuchiki Kyoukawa is comparable to ordinary captains even if he does not rely on Muramasa's abilities.
Therefore, his Shunpo is average, but it is still at the forefront among the entire Jing Ling Ting.
However……
The distance never gets closer.
The white skeleton-like figure even made the sound of bones squeezing as it advanced, and its whole body was trembling, but even so.
How can you actually have such superb speed?!
and……
Why can't Muramasa activate his power on him?!
Once his Zanpakutō's ability is activated, the opponent should immediately fall into a situation of fighting with his Zanpakutō.
But why, can’t you even feel it?
It was like a mud cow entering the sea. His consciousness entered the opponent's knife and found nothing. He could only feel the endless layers of nothingness.
After Tsunayashiro Shinji was made into a puppet by Kahn, everything he owned belonged to Kahn, and he no longer belonged to the God of Death.
How could the mere sound of a dead tree and the mere ability of Muramasa interfere with Kahn?
Therefore, Kuchiki Xianghe pursued with full of doubts, but he was also a little uneasy, because if Muramasa's ability was ineffective, he might not be able to deal with this skeleton monster!
Shake, shake, rustle...
The weird sound suddenly stopped, and Kuchiki Xianghe was stunned. He found that he had arrived at the core of the Sixth District.
This place is not far from the Kuchiki family. There are countless shinigami on guard, and there are also private troops of nobles. These people have blocked the bone swordsman in front. No wonder he stopped taking action.
"You can't run away anymore, let me see your true face under your skull helmet."
Kuchiki Xianghe said in a deep voice, he was also approaching continuously, and the God of Death and the noble guards surrounded the Bone Swordsman.
Suddenly, Kuchiki Xianghe noticed the wind of a sword coming from behind him. He turned his eyes and realized that it was actually a god of death wearing a death tyrant costume wielding a sword at him!
"you?!"
Xianghe swung out Muramasa and blocked the sword, but this was just the beginning. He stared at the gods of death around him with wide eyes.
They seemed to be dancing, their bodies were a little distorted, especially the hand holding the Zanpakutō.
Then he swung it out, hit it, and blood splattered!
The Death Gods surrounding the Bone Swordsman in the center seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, swinging their sharp blades at the surrounding companions, but there was nothing wrong with them on their faces, only a devilish smile.
"Is it your fault?!"
Kuchiki Xianghe was furious. He looked at the bone swordsman in the center, and then swung his sword heavily.
The bone swordsman raised his head. This was the first time the two of them faced each other face to face, and then he saw through the skull helmet.