As far as the eye can see, there is a completely dark scene, and in this darkness there are ancient European-style buildings.
Mumble~
The sound of swallowing came out. The young man looked around at the environment that had always made him feel extremely boring, and swallowed hard.
"Back...back?"
Even now, he still feels like he is in a dream.
Swastika?
"Ha...haha...hahaha"
The young man, covered in the blood of his companions, sat on his knees on the ground, his dull face gradually widening.
"...Hahahaha~~"
The wild laughter got louder and louder, making the people around him who were dressed in the same clothes as him couldn't help but look puzzled.
"So what about the swastika? I'm still helpless in front of His Majesty's Shadow Domain."
As desperate as he was before he came back, he was so ecstatic now. The moment the monster used the swastika, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he came back safe and sound.
"No! It's only normal if I can come back!"
The expression on the young man's face turned to fanaticism: "This is His Majesty's realm of shadow. As long as it is unfolded, it is beyond the reach of a god of death..."
Phew——!
The fanatical self-talk stopped abruptly.
The young man moved his eyes downward and looked at the gray knife tip that penetrated his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Don't play so much, no one is interested in your ideas."
The extremely familiar voice completely plunged the young man's consciousness into darkness. Even at the moment before his death, he still couldn't figure it out...
Why was the spirit space, hidden in the shadows and under the eyes of the God of Death, undetected for nearly a thousand years, without the arrival of anyone other than the Quincy, so easily invaded?
How did the other party do it?
"What happened?"
"Is that a subjugation force in this world?"
The surrounding Quincy were already full of doubts about the young man's appearance. When they saw the young man being pierced by the tip of a knife that appeared from the void, everyone's faces showed a look of horror.
What happened?
street……
No, more strictly speaking, there are no so-called streets in this dark world.
Outside the pure white buildings, everything is in a deep and dark environment like shadows, and the buildings seem to stand in the darkness.
Between heaven and earth, there is no color except black and white.
But at this moment, in the passage between the pure white buildings, behind where the young man was kneeling, there was a wisp of color that should not exist in this world.
Purple!
The dazzling purple flame bloomed like a flower of death, expanding little by little.
This scene looks extremely strange.
The darkness seemed to extinguish the purple flame, but no matter how it eroded, the purple flame showed no symptoms of extinguishing, and even began to erode the surrounding darkness.
"What is this?"
At the same time, a kind of coercion that was different from spiritual pressure came out from the purple flame.
Not only the people present, but all living beings with consciousness in this dark world, which is the same size as the Seireitei, feel it...
…
"Um?"
In the distance, in an ice palace located in the center of the world, figures scattered throughout the palace raised their heads and looked towards one place.
"What's this……"
"who!?"
"What an exaggerated aura... Why does this aura appear in the Invisible Empire..."
Screams came from all over the palace, and figures left the room one after another and began to gather in the corridor.
What happened!?
…
His eyes returned to the passage. After a while, the purple flame had turned into purple mist and spread. It looked like a door that did not exist in this world had opened in the dark void!
"What...what's going on?"
A middle-aged man looked at the huge door that was quickly eroding the darkness, swallowed his saliva, and the fear in his heart rose to the extreme.
"What... exactly is..."
咻咻咻~~
Sounds broke through the air one after another, and dense figures appeared around, but no one dared to approach the huge door formed by the purple mist.
Zhengzhengzheng——!
And the coercion that permeated the entire world caused everyone to involuntarily tense up and condense the spiritual bows in their hands.
"What exactly is in there?"
"I don't know, but it's definitely not..."
The restless noise stopped, or was covered by a roar that spread throughout the world.
...the world collapsed.
Purple light pillars soared into the sky, illuminating the darkness, like a sharp sword piercing into this dark world.
Squeak~~
And under the light pillar, the door formed by the purple mist, accompanied by a heavy sound, actually opened to both sides like a door, revealing the black hair, wearing black work clothes, holding a gray blade.
White handle, with the silhouette of a Zanpakutō with a white ribbon.
The next second, the figure stepped out of the door.
Da~
The crisp footsteps were not loud, but the moment they really stepped into this space.
Earth, sky, time, space...
They all started to tremble.
The visitor did not speak, but scanned everything around him with eyes that seemed to be devoid of any emotion or thought.
Obviously they were just looking at each other, but the moment they met that gaze...
A pair of huge eyes appeared in the minds of everyone present, as if being stared at by some kind of creature that had never been seen before and was completely unknown.
If you really have to use any words to describe it, there is only one word that can describe the owner of those eyes.
--god!!!
I don't know when to turn from looking down to looking down.
Quincy dressed in white uniforms that were completely opposite to the darkness around them, crowded together, dyeing the passage white, but at this time, in front of the figure in dark overalls, they... fell to their knees!
In fact, even they themselves didn't know when they knelt down. They even felt that they had been kneeling here all the time. There was a feeling that in front of the other party, they had no qualifications to look at each other and could only kneel in front of them.
The qualification to let him look down on you!
Someone wanted to get up, but... couldn't move.
Da~
The crisp footsteps sounded again, and the figure in the door finally came to this world completely.
And the moment he truly entered this world, the entire invisible empire... was distorted. An unparalleled wave of spiritual pressure swept out like a tsunami and spread in all directions.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
A muffled sound was heard, and the bodies of those who came close to the figure could not help but tremble. For the weaker ones, the tremors even penetrated deep into their souls. There was an explosion sound in the body, as if the spirit body spontaneously ignited, and the body kneeling on the ground collapsed and disappeared.
.
This was not intentional, it was simply because the spiritual body reached its limit and could not bear the full release of spiritual pressure without any concealment and collapsed.
"Finally...came in."
Duan Mu stood still and whispered to himself.
Before you see it, it seems invisible, but after you see it, it becomes tangible!
The process of analyzing the Shadow Realm is not difficult. What is difficult is to use the moving passage of the Shadow Realm as an opportunity to establish a passage for yourself to enter here.
So, is this what it feels like to be fully released?
Duan Mu did not take action immediately, but in front of the Quincy who was kneeling on the ground, he closed his eyes slightly and carefully experienced his own changes.
Since the battle with Aizen, Duan Mu has never unleashed his full strength.
Reiatsu: Top level (930000/1000000)
In the past 7 months, around 200,000 experience points, combined with Duan Mu's crazy training, allowed him to raise Bai Da to the limit, thereby driving up the limit barrier.
Compared to the battle with Aizen, the increase in his spiritual pressure was not large in numerical terms, only 30,000 points.
But 30,000 points...
Every time it increases by 10,000 points, it can be compared to, or even surpass, Aizen's use of Bengyu to break through barriers and transform. The process can no longer be described with numerical values.
Black work clothes, dark broken hair, and delicate face.
Duan Mu doesn't seem to have changed much.
But just like Captain Yamamoto's swastika, even the throats of captains who are far away from him will become dry, just like any Zanpakutō that has the opposite properties cannot be used, just like all spiritual bodies cannot withstand its scorching spiritual pressure...
After Duan Mu's interpretation of the swastika, the kind of complete analysis that everyone instinctively hates, regardless of whether they are conscious or unconscious, is simply not something that these miscellaneous soldiers in front of them can bear. Even in front of Duan Mu's Ju Ming, they are not even qualified to be analyzed.
The soul itself will collapse due to being overwhelmed!
This is...
——Weiruojuming.
When you reach the state of assimilation between things and self like a god, then it is better to let life and death become blurred and turn into a void.
Duan Mu after the swastika solution...
It’s God!!
Most of the people who survived the coercion could not even lift their heads in front of Duan Mu, and looked at the dark ground tremblingly, their heads falling into a semi-blank state.
And those figures who are qualified to look up to Duan Mu are only qualified to look up.
Only...
The last few figures who walked out of the central palace stood at the outermost edge of the crowd. They did not kneel down, but looked directly at the figure who stood there like a god.
"That kind of appearance..."
"Is that Duan Mu, who was given the title of 'unlucky' by His Majesty among the special combat forces?"
"Why does he appear here, and at this time?"
"..."
These figures were dressed similarly to the Quincy kneeling around them, but they were all wearing long white hooded cloaks with 'stars and crosses' engraved on them. They looked a bit like the captains of the Gotei 13th Division.
Haori.
"What's left..."
At this moment, a voice came into the ears of several people.
"Is it just you?"
The calm voice made the pupils of the figures wearing white hooded cloaks shrink.
because……
Duan Mu appeared in front of several people.
Not aware of anything!
It was obvious that he was far away from them before, but in silence, the other party had come so close to them.
Even let them have seeds...
It feels like Duan Mu has been standing here!
However, as members of the Star Cross Knights, they reacted extremely quickly and dispersed without hesitation.
Duan Mu did not stop him, but looked at everything with indifference.
Killing is just a way, not a purpose!
It is impossible for the death of his subordinates to attract Yhwach's attention.
No matter how many Quincy Duanmu killed, to Yhwach they were nothing more than tools that could be easily made.
Duan Mu came here with only one purpose!
Destroy the Realm of Shadows...
Let this world, hidden in the shadow of Seireitei and no different in size from Seireitei, be revealed to the world!
Yhwach may not care about the death of his subordinates, but he would not choose this opportunity to start a full-scale war with the Seireitei without any means of retreat and without any preparation.
If he dared to do this, Duan Mu would be sure to join forces with Captain Yamamoto to strangle Yhwach in the cradle before he even opened his eyes.
Taking advantage of the Quincy's return as an opportunity, there is only this opportunity to use Juming's analysis to establish a channel invasion. After this time, any Quincy who appears in front of Duan Mu will not use similar abilities;
Even in the presence of Habach himself, Duan Mu could not enter the realm of shadows that he had constructed and blended with.
Therefore, this may be Duan Mu's only chance to come here.
"Let's get started."
Duan Mu turned Ju Ming upside down in his hand, with the tip of the knife facing down, and released his grip on the handle of the knife.
The blade slipped and gradually disappeared as if submerged in the water.
At the moment when the blade completely disappeared, a purple light suddenly appeared in the dark space, and vaguely, the space where the entire invisible empire began to distort.
Analyze the world!
The kind of will that disgusts biological instincts envelopes the entire world.
"What is he doing?"
Sitting on something like a tray, a man with dark skin, a fat body, and a white chest-length beard with an inverted 'V' shape at the end looked at Duan Mu with a puzzled expression.
"Stop him!"
A sharp roar came out, and the voice was full of disbelief: "He wants to reveal the entire invisible empire in the Seireitei!"
"What!?"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several members of the Star Cross Knights surrounding Duan Mu changed drastically.
"stop."
A figure appeared ten meters away from Duan Mu. It was a man with flaxen hair and black bangs. He did not approach Duan Mu, but stood there and smiled at Duan Mu and raised an objection: "You are now
We must stop what we are doing, this is our objection."
He didn't speak strongly or solemnly. He spoke in a tone as if he was chatting, briefly explaining his dissatisfaction at the moment and briefly raising his objections to Duan Mu.
But when these words reached Duan Mu's ears, Duan Mu had the idea of taking back Ju Ming for a moment.
It's as if as long as he raises an objection, he will discuss it with him to find an answer that satisfies both parties!
It is better to say it is a compulsion than an influence. It is an idea that will naturally occur to anyone with rationality.
Is this the rule of the Quincy?
"What are you waiting for? Why don't you stop? Didn't you hear what I said..."
The man's chatter became more rapid, and the smile on his face became a little stiff.
Duan Mu raised his head and glanced at him. The emotion that appeared in his eyes was instantly covered by indifference.
At this moment, Duanmu gave up controlling the influence of the Zanpakuto on himself, letting the state of assimilation of things and self dominate his consciousness, and then...
He raised his hand and made a handshake gesture from afar.
"……I……"
The flaxen-haired young man felt as if his throat was being strangled, and his whole body actually floated into the air at this moment.
How could that happen!?
Although His Majesty had emphatically reminded him of the six special battle powers, he had never taken them to heart.
But at this moment...
Only then did he understand why His Majesty reminded him emphatically.
His name is Berenike Gabriel, and among the Knights of the Star Cross, he was given the sacred word 'q' - question!
But in front of the other party, all my objections are like ants complaining in front of an elephant!
Too lazy to pay attention...
But it can be easily crushed to death!
The spiritual pressure all over his body was released crazily, but the big hand that was holding him invisibly did not move at all, and gradually closed in.
Blood reaches the corners of the mouth, nostrils, ears and eyes... and even spurts out of the pores.
No resistance!
Just like the "ominous" meaning given by His Majesty.
Ominous and unknown, its ‘power’ is unknown, and its ‘origin’ is unknown;
When it is ominous, the ‘existence’ is ominous and the ‘meaning’ is ominous;
This person...
——Ominous!
Bang!
Bright blood flowers bloom in the darkness!
…
Hmm, I always feel that it will take a while to write the bloody battle chapter.
To be honest, I feel that the Bloody Battle Chapter is too facial-format. Except for the people who are highlighted, most of the others are difficult to leave an impression on people. They feel like just passers-by, which is difficult to describe.
The characters appeared in a hurry, and their exits were also sloppy... Many of them were hacked to death without even explaining their abilities...
Character also does not give people a sense of independence, allowing people to judge a person's character through lines, behavior, and behavior...
Anyway, it feels like it’s hard to leave an impression on people. I can only keep flipping through the comics to find the few frames where it appears and analyze it... It’s extremely uncomfortable to write...
