Kuchiki Xianghe lost consciousness for a moment, and the world changed in an instant. The demonic smiles on the faces of the gods of death who were fighting each other disappeared, and turned into expressions of pain and disbelief!
He swung out his sword, but the figure of the bone swordsman disappeared. At this time, the surrounding gods of death also rushed towards him. Xianghe had no choice but to use Muramasa's ability to control their swords.
But after such a delay, he could no longer find the Bone Swordsman.
"Damn it!"
He frowned and wanted to knock out the Death Gods around him first, but before he could do anything, all the Death Gods around him fell down.
already……
All died...
They had already died when they first started killing each other, but their bones supported their bodies in the next actions.
"How is this going?!"
While Xianghe was still in shock, a large number of Death Gods had once again arrived around him, led by his father, Kuchiki Ginling.
Only then did Kuchiki Xianghe notice that all the Shinigami around him had fallen facing him in the center.
Falling towards him is one of them, but the most important thing is that the weapons these people have are still inserted into each other's bodies!
No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like... they died from cannibalism.
And the initiator is...
His rotten wood echoes in the river, only Muramasa's ability is so evil and terrifying.
"It was the nearest skeleton swordsman who did it. I followed him all the way. These people wanted to help me stop them, but they were controlled by him and killed each other."
In front of his father-in-law, Xianghe answered truthfully
There was no change on the surface of Kuchiki Ginling. He glanced around and said, "Where are your troops?"
"They couldn't keep up with my speed and I threw them away."
"Hmm..." Kuchiki Ginling pondered for a moment. He looked at more and more nobles and Shinigami gathering around him and couldn't help but frown.
"Clean up this place and then disperse."
After giving the instructions, he looked at his son-in-law and said
"Xianghe, come with me."
"Yes...father."
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"Wonderful...wonderful."
Surveillance pictures were everywhere in the Joireitei video hall. Tsunayashiro Yuanji sat on a chair and looked at Kuchiki Xiikawa in the picture, and he made an exaggerated smile.
"If this happens, chaos will soon arise in Jing Ling Ting. I'm quite looking forward to it."
"Muramasa's ability is your natural enemy." Behind him, Alice slowly walked in, looking at the figure of Xianghe slowly leaving with Gin Ling in the screen, and said calmly.
"As long as the Shinigami still relies on the Zanpakutō, Kuchiki Kyouga will be almost invincible. With such an ability, even if we do nothing, he will be swallowed by the darkness of the Seireitei."
"Of course." He pushed forward slightly, letting the chair slide back until it reached Alice's side.
"Only with such a monstrous ability can one be worthy of the qualification of an 'apostle'."
Tsunayashiro Yuanji looked at Alice. He looked at this woman with some fear and said
"But when it comes to monsters, you are absolutely right. Did that boy from the Nozomi family start dreaming about overthrowing us after just a few words from you? And that guy Tsunayashiro Shinji..."
"At any rate, you are a captain of the Gotei 13, and you are able to hide and kill without hesitation under the search of the entire Joireitei. Not only was you easily found, but he also became your puppet. It's really scary, you are like this
Guy..."
"Your power system doesn't seem to have many ways to deal with illusions. You can only use the spiritual power in your body to break through the illusion, or use spiritual pressure to suppress the opponent's Zanpakutō ability so that it cannot be activated."
"In this case, with a little guidance, people can fall into a beautiful dream forever."
Alice smiled mysteriously and said, "Many people always measure their strength by the size of their destructive power and energy, but in fact, as long as they grasp the weakness in their hearts..."
"Then no matter how powerful a person is, he will become vulnerable."
"..." Tsunayashiro Yuanji did not reply, but remained silent for a long time.
"Let Kuchiki Xianghe show more of his power, then even the Kuchiki family won't be able to protect him."
This is the plan between him and Alice. Only when he falls into despair and has no way out can he forcibly awaken the power of the apostle at the wrong time, in the wrong place and in the wrong way.
Then, make him hate the world and the highest symbol that defines Soul Society...
Spirit King!
"When you continue to fight for the family, for the Pure Spirit Palace, and for Soul Society, in the end, you are greeted with fear, frame-up, and hatred, then..."
"What will become of you?"
Tsunayashiro Motoji feels great anticipation for the near future. Is he looking forward to Kuchiki Hibiki's doomed tragic end? Or is he looking forward to the birth of an apostle? Or does he simply want to see the bleak and hopeless world itself?
Alice was beside him, saying nothing, just focusing on the surveillance screen...
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the other side
Arriving at the Sixth Division with ease, Xianghe found that the Sixth Division was more suitable for him than being the captain of the First Division's special forces.
Although he had been in the first team for a few days, he could feel that his colleagues were a mixture of fear and contempt for him.
He is afraid of his status as one of the five nobles, and despises his status as a result of his marriage.
There may be some people in the Sixth Division who think so, but their awe is much higher than their contempt and jealousy.
"You place too much emphasis on Muramasa's abilities."
Kuchiki Yinling stood in front of Xianghe and said without looking back.
"From now on, you are no longer allowed to use Muramasa's power at will."
"Ah?" Xianghe was shocked. "Father, without Muramasa, how can I gain a foothold in the first team?!"
His background itself makes many people look down on him. If Muramasa doesn't use Muramasa anymore, he won't even be able to convince others with his strength.
"The God of Death doesn't only have Zanpakutos." However, Kuchiki Ginling did not change his words and just continued.
"How is your Kidō? How is your Bai Da? How is your slashing technique?"
"Muramasa, if you rely too much on the power of the demon sword, even your soul will be swallowed up."
After saying that, Yin Ling directly waved his hand to ask Xiang He to step back. Although the latter wanted to say something else, he did not dare to disobey the order in front of Yin Ling.
He reluctantly exited, looked at the completely darkened sky, and left the Sixth Division in a flash.
"Bone Swordsman..."
He was chanting that guy's name, and the subtle purple light in his eyes made him feel dazed for some reason.
Why... Muramasa's abilities don't work on him?
Why...
Have a pair of purple eyes that don’t match them?
He walked alone on the streets of Jing Ling Ting, and then after an unknown amount of time, he looked around and realized that this was where he first discovered the Bone Swordsman.
That is to say, he was separated from his subordinates nearby.