A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 675
night.

Kuchiki Rukia was lying on the bed in Kurosaki Ichigo's sister's room, the lights had been turned off, and the sound of even breathing came from her ears.

And she was still looking at the moon hanging high in the night sky through the window with her eyes open.

Although she didn't feel anything, she always had a bad premonition.

Not just her.

The rest of the crowd were almost equally sleepless.

In the next room, Kurosaki Ichigo opened the window and leaned on the window sill, also looking at the night sky, it was so peaceful.

Tonight's night was so peaceful that it made people feel a little strange, and the sounds of insects or cats that were often heard on weekdays disappeared.

Like the calm before the storm.

"Captain, if you really have no place to live, you can come in."

In Inoue Orihime's home, Matsumoto Rangiku opened the window and stuck his head out to look at the roof. At this moment, Hitsugani Toshirō was lying on the roof and also looking at the night sky.

"Stop rambling, let's take the time to rest and recharge your batteries..." Hitsugaya Toshiro just curled his lips in response to his subordinate's teasing.

Of course, he appeared here to protect Inoue Orihime, after all, this is what the old man told him.

Compared to Kurosaki Ichigo, this girl's priority is of course higher.

I don't know if he was worrying too much. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be any major problems with a captain and a vice-captain lineup here, but for some reason he always has an ominous premonition in his heart.

On the other side, under the streetlight in front of the Urahara store, Renji Asai was staring at the rolled shutter door with a straight face.

If it took half a day instead, with a vicious looking person like him staring at the door all the time, no one would dare to enter the store to buy things, which would affect the business.

But Kisuke Urahara, who was the most guilty, didn't dare to raise any opinions at all.

"The store manager, that guy doesn't seem to have left yet. It's really annoying." Shinta lay on the ground and peeked at the situation outside through the gap between the ground and the door, complaining helplessly.

"Yeah... what on earth does he want~ I can't help you as the vice-captain of the corpse soul world..."

Urahara Kisuke had cold sweat on his forehead, and covered his face with a fan in embarrassment.

In fact, he knew that this guy must have come here to ask about the situation that put Rukia Kuchiki into crisis before, and what the people who set up the situation wanted to do.

The man involved in this must be absolutely impossible to answer, so I can only close the door and pretend to turn a blind eye.

"Really, is now the time to focus on me?"

Kisuke Urahara raised his head, the ceiling of the store was above his head, but what he was focusing on at the moment was not his own store, but a certain direction of the night sky behind the ceiling, "The troublesome guy has appeared... the dull guy Haven't you noticed it yet?"

Another roof.

"Don't you think it's strange? Gongqin."

Madarame had a serious expression on his face and asked solemnly.

"what happened?"

Yumi Ayasegawa was a little puzzled, wondering if this guy sensed the presence of an enemy?

No matter how you think about it, it seems impossible. This guy is obviously the slowest one among them.

And that's exactly what happened.

"This is it! 'Mayonnaise Mandarin Fish Handmade Royal Rice Ball'!"

The corner of Madarame stared at the rice balls he had just bought from a convenience store, as if he had discovered a new world, "The rice balls can be made so delicate...and packed in such complicated bags...the most important thing is There are a lot of rice balls that are almost exactly the same in that store...and I asked the clerk, she said that she buys many times a day...this is outrageous! I can't see that the female clerk has such ability...There must be something behind it Someone else is manipulating it!"

"Ha ha……"

Yumi Ayasegawa smiled helplessly, thinking that the female shop assistant is indeed not that capable, but the store manager has... There is indeed a very systematic supply chain behind the scene...

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain these problems to this country bumpkin who has never understood the real world. Anyway, this bastard with strong limbs and a simple mind can't understand it.

"What a coincidence... I'm actually thinking about this too!"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly became a little more dignified.

At the same time, almost everyone looked at a certain place in the sky at the same moment, with dignified expressions on their faces.

"coming."

Six powerful spiritual pressures suddenly appeared at the same time, and it seemed that there was no intention to hide it. When everyone noticed it, the six auras had already dispersed and flew towards all parts of the city.

"This Reiatsu! It's Pomian!"

Kurosaki Ichigo held the agency card to separate the spirit body from the physical body, then rushed out of the window without saying a word, and cautiously came to the window of the next room.

"Rukia!"

click -

The window is pushed open.

Rukia, who also escaped from Yoshiko, appeared in front of Kurosaki Ichigo in the form of a long-lost god of death.

"One, two, three... six!" Kuchiki Rukia frowned as she looked at the Reiatsu detector in her hand.

"Where did they go!?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, "Are they coming towards us?"

"It's true that there are people coming this way...but...it's not right..." Rukia Kuchiki's expression became more serious as she said this, "The actions of those guys seem to be looking for spiritual pressure..."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that no matter how strong or weak the spiritual pressure is, they are their targets. Those... probably want to kill all the people here who have spiritual pressure!"

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's pupils narrowed sharply when he heard this.

"That……"

"Then just get rid of these guys before they threaten others."

Kuchiki Rukia said with a smile.

"Forehead?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was slightly taken aback.

After regaining her strength, Rukia now seemed unusually confident.

"Don't be dazed, it's already here." Kuchiki Rukia reminded.

Hearing this, Kurosaki Ichigo raised his head suddenly.

Playful laughter came, and a figure with an excited smile on his face appeared at some point, looking down at them.

"Tsk tsk, two gods of death... Is the boy with yellow hair... also a target?" The figure murmured to himself, "Although I didn't meet the main target, but compared to the ones that are impossible to touch, The target side is more to my taste, you two are really... bad luck!"

As he said that, his figure fell to the ground lightly, his movements were as light as a cheetah.

The expression on Kurosaki Ichigo's face instantly became serious.

Because the Reiatsu on Pomian in front of him seemed to be stronger than the big guy who did it with himself before.

Not only him, Kuchiki Rukia beside him also had an ugly expression on her face.

This was the first time she felt such a suffocating Reiatsu.

Although I don't know how strong she is, the only thing that is certain is... She and Ichigo are absolutely impossible to be rivals!
"hey-hey……"

The man smiled and walked slowly, "Grimmjow, the No. 6 face, please give me your advice? God of death! Then... you two... who is stronger?"

"Ichigo!! Run away!!!"

Kuchiki Rukia, who realized something was wrong, reminded anxiously, but it seemed that it was too late.

puff--

Before the words fell, blood blossomed from her abdomen, and then her whole body rose slowly.

"It seems...it doesn't seem to be you."

Grimmjow looked up at the Grim Reaper strung up by his arms, with a mocking look on his face.

"Rukia!!"

Seeing such a scene, Kurosaki Ichigo finally recovered from his stupefaction, and immediately roared angrily.

hum-

The giant blade swept across the night sky, and suddenly slashed towards Grimmjow's neck.

"Hey." However, hearing the whistling sound coming from behind, the smile on Grimmjow's face remained undiminished, he just put down his hand and threw Rukia the Deadwood on the ground, turning his head and smiling contemptuously.

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On the other side, Kazukaku Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa also encountered enemies.

No... It's not so much an encounter, it's better to say that they found it by themselves.

Their ideas are surprisingly consistent with Kuchiki Rukia's, and they both want to get rid of each other before the other party makes trouble.

It should be said that this is the most important thought of a serious god of death. After all, what they want to do is the same as usual, and they just try to eliminate the "virtual" with the least impact.

"It's here! Is it this way!?"

Madarame jumped between the roofs with a knife in his hand, and finally locked on a breath.

"I'll be right away! Gongqin!"

"Ok."

Yumi Ayasegawa responded with a smile.

The figures of the two fell firmly to the ground.

And the target they found seemed to have noticed their approach, and was standing in the middle of the road with arms folded and smiling, waiting for their arrival.

"Two gods of death... Hehe, it seems that I haven't met them here..."

The burly figure looked down at Kazume Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa who came to him, with a contemptuous smile on his face, "I have no choice but to kill both of you first and then go find the target."

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On the roof, Toshirō Hitsugaya got up expressionlessly, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the Zanpakuto behind his back.

"team leader."

The figure of Matsumoto Rangiku climbed up under the eaves behind him.

She also felt the breath approaching, and her brows were furrowed.

"Where's Orihime Inoue?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro asked indifferently, raised his head and looked at the empty space in front of him.

"I told her to stay in the house well, and don't come out no matter what happens." Matsumoto Ranju replied.

"Very good, then... get ready to meet the enemy!"

As soon as Hitsugaya Toshiro's voice fell, two figures appeared in the empty space in front of the two of them, standing out of thin air.

"Hi everybody."

The leader greeted calmly.

The next moment, the figure of the leader became blurred again.

"So fast!"

Matsumoto Rangiku's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately drew out the Zanpakuto from his waist to resist.

clang--

The sound of two metal clasps resounded.

The two broken faces faced Hitsugaya Toshiro and Matsumoto Rangiku respectively.

"Broken NO.11, Xiaolong."

The blades collided together, and the broken face named Xiaolong looked down at Toshirō Hitsugaya expressionlessly, and calmly announced his name.

"It's very polite...you actually know how to say hello first before doing anything."

Hitsugaya Toshiro also responded blankly, "I am the captain of the [-]th Division, Hitsugaya Toshiro."

"Captain of the [-]th squad... that's really great!" Xiaolong's tone became a little excited, "So... I should be the luckiest one."

"Do not……"

The temperature suddenly dropped, and the ice began to spread from Hitsugaya Toshiro's feet, and his tone gradually became cold, "I think you should be the most unfortunate one."

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another place.

Asai Renji, who was sitting on the ground by the street lamp, slowly got up.

He looked at Pomian standing above his head in the void looking down at him, and then at the Urahara store that was still motionless.

"Tsk. Are you going to continue watching the show?"

Asai Renji frowned slightly, and drew out the Zanpakuto from his waist to prepare to meet the enemy.

It was exactly what he thought.

That guy Urahara really knew something inside.

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Under the same dim street lights, the lights began to flicker.

Chado Yasutora, who had just bought dinner from a convenience store, stopped and looked up in the direction of the streetlight.

The reason why the street lamp flickered was not because it had been in disrepair for a long time, but because there was a figure standing on it at the moment, and the terrifying spiritual pressure emanating from that figure probably interfered with the transmission of the current.

"Can you see me?"

The visitor asked with some doubts, "Well~ it doesn't matter, if it's not the god of death, I can only guess wrong."

In fact, because they haven't seen the target, they can't confirm which Reiatsu corresponds to whom, so they can only assign by guessing.

Each chooses one of them based on intuition, and it doesn't make sense for anyone else to win the lottery.

Of course, when they choose, they all hope that they can choose a powerful prey. After all, no one really comes here just to complete the task given by Master Aizen.

It would be too boring just to bring a girl back.

But Di Roy was a little disappointed at the moment.

Because the target he guessed was neither the god of death nor the main target, but just a human being.

"It's... so disappointing."

The wind howled.

Di Roy raised his hand indifferently and approached quickly, and thrust his palm straight towards Chadu Taihu's chest, as if he wanted to penetrate his chest with one blow.

However, the next moment, his eyes became surprised.

Because his piercing hand was held by the human in front of him.

Snapped--

The plastic bag containing the instant bento bought at the convenience store didn't hit the ground until this moment, Chadu Yasutora held the other's wrist expressionlessly.

This guy... is so weak.

It seems that Pomian is indeed an individual with great individual differences, and Pomian does not necessarily have to be strong.

Just like the same face, Miss Nilu and Mr. Bailegang are not at the same level as the big guy they met before, but now the guy in front of them is more than one level weaker than the big guy they met before.

Even he was able to block the frontal attack with just the strength of his left hand.

Although the opponent is obviously not going all out, but presumably even if they go all out, they will not be too strong.

After all, when he met that big man before, he felt pressured by just a slight kick from the other party.

Chadu Yasutora made a comparison in his mind while judging.

If it was just an enemy of this level, he felt that he should be able to deal with it.

(End of this chapter)