A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

"Roar--"

A roar like a beast suddenly came from Kurosaki Ichigo's mouth.

Including Sarkaki Hiyori who was facing Kurosaki Ichigo, everyone was caught off guard by the sudden blur.

boom--

Kurosaki Ichigo pounced on the dazed Sakinaki Hiyori like a beast, pinched her head and pushed her to the ground with a blow, the powerful force even crushed the mask directly on her forehead in an instant.

"!!"

At this moment, everyone in the Masked Legion finally reacted.

Accompanied by a few clanging sounds of swords being drawn, Shichidao swarmed up instantly, pinning Kurosaki Ichigo to the ground, and placed the seven Zanpakutō staggered near Kurosaki Ichigo's neck. It seemed that if this guy couldn't recover, they would It would cut his neck mercilessly.

click -

Fortunately, with a crisp cracking sound, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to have regained control of his body, the mask was shattered, and the whole person returned to its original state.

"call……"

Seeing this, Hirako Mako finally breathed a sigh of relief, and got up from Kurosaki Ichigo who was lying on the ground.

"Let's do this first..."

As he said that, he looked at Hiyori Sakinaki who hadn't recovered from what happened just now, "Now you won't have any doubts about this kid's potential, right? Hiyori."

"..."

Hiyori Sarkaki remained silent.

And Mako Hirako regarded her as acquiescing, he lowered his head and looked down at Kurosaki Ichigo, who was lying on the ground and was afraid that he would completely turn into Hollow: "You should also be aware of it? Ichigo. Want to suppress the Hollow in your body, It’s completely impossible to experience it with your head and your body! So don’t try to play tricks... But we have recognized your potential, and you passed! Next, I will give you the method of suppressing the emptiness. As for you It's up to you whether you want to join us or not... To tell you the truth, we don't have to tie you to our camp. Our purpose is just to fight against Pomian and Aizen. Whether you join us or not, the effect is actually the same. the same."

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo was silent for a moment, then lowered his head.

"Feel sorry."

"Come on, I'm not so stingy."

Hirako Mako looked at the knife in the scabbard and tapped on her shoulder with an expression of indifference.

"However, let me put my ugly words first. Although I promise to teach you the method, I can't guarantee whether it will succeed. If you die halfway, don't blame me."

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The next day, noon.

There was a burst of heavy breathing from the abandoned factory.

It was Kurosaki Ichigo who was stepping on the special treadmill made by Sarkaki Hiyori with a depressed face.

I heard that this is the so-called 'special training'.

But he didn't quite understand the difference between this thing and the fitness equipment stepped on by the old men in the park.

He almost forgot how long he had been stepping on this thing, in short, he was very tired, and the people in the Masked Legion beside him were doing their own things leisurely as usual, which made him angry when he saw it.

"Ha~" Hirako Mako yawned, and then returned to the posture of lying on the ground with her chin propped up, looking at the magazine leisurely: "Why hasn't lunch arrived yet? Hiyori, go cook something first Come and eat?"...

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Why me?" Hiyori Sarkaki looked contemptuous, "Even if I did it, I wouldn't give it to you!"

"Luo Wu, would you like to listen to the new song of Prince of darkness that was released earlier?" Fengqiao Rojuro with long golden hair seemed to have completely integrated into the present life, and was even very interested in pop music, he said He took off the earphones and was about to hand them to Aikawa Luowu to share his joy.

"Puha!" Aikawa Luowu looked at the manga in his hand and laughed, "Roz (Hoohashiro Juro), have you read this week's manga serialization?"

"Uh, no, show me~"

"Okay! Hahahaha! Let me hear your new song too!"

While talking, the two exchanged the Walkman and comics in their hands, it seemed that this was a common daily routine.

Kurosaki Ichigo became even more depressed watching these guys chatting.

Why is it that I am the only one here doing this unknown 'special training', these guys are so leisurely?

By the way, weren't these guys all gods of death? ?It doesn't look like a god of death at all, hey!

"Lisa, are you on duty today? You have to keep an eye on that Grim Reaper, that guy might fade away again at some point." Kenshi Liuche didn't seem to have forgotten the existence of Kurosaki Ichigo, looking aside Lisa Yakinaru from Undescribable Magazine reminded her.

But looking at it like this, it seems that this group of people really don't care about the identity of the "former Shinigami", and even calling Kurosaki Ichigo just "that Shinigami".

"You don't need to remind me, I'm watching." Yakinaru Lisa replied without raising her head.

"Nonsense, you are clearly staring at Book H!" Liuche Quanxi was speechless.To be honest, he didn't quite understand why this guy would be interested in same-sex publications even though he was a woman.

"Shut up, don't bother me!" Yakomaru Lisa still perfunctory, "Isn't there Hiyori watching? After all, she invented that thing in the first place, right?"

While speaking, the perspective returned to Kurosaki Ichigo who was desperately stepping on the treadmill.

It wasn't that he wanted to step on the broken thing hard, but that he felt that he was being played, and he felt a burst of irritability and depression, and needed another place to vent.

The more he stepped on it, the more he felt that the thing under his feet looked very familiar. Maybe it was really a fitness equipment that was dismantled from a nearby park and remodeled.

"Hey, hey, hey! Didn't I say that? Let you count while stepping on it!" Hiyori Sarugaki wanted to stand in front of Kurosaki Ichigo and gesticulate, "Numbers like 'one and two' need Shall I teach you how to count!?"

####! ! !

Kurosaki Ichigo heard the words and the veins popped up on his forehead.

With a 'bang' kick, the treadmill under his feet was kicked out and hit Hiyori Sarkaki.

"Count farts!"

"Hey, hey! What are you doing, boy!?"

Sakinaki Hiyori caught the treadmill and gently put it on the ground as if he treasured his own invention, then raised his head and gritted his teeth and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him, "If you break it, how can you pay for it!? Give it to me well!" Training! If you dare to mess around again, I want you to look good!"

"I'm just going to say it!"

Kurosaki Ichigo pointed at Hiyori Sarugaki angrily, "You are playing with me, aren't you? You said you would teach me how to control Xu! But it's been a day! Why did you let me step on this weird machine? Homemade treadmill!? I’m so stupid, I actually believe this is training!”…

"Yeah, you're just stupid! Not only are you stupid, you're also bald! If we don't call it training, will you do it honestly!?" Hiyori Saruaki became furious and scolded without showing any weakness Going back, if it wasn't for Hirako Mako pulling behind, another big battle might be unavoidable.

"Good guy, you really are playing tricks on me, right? Stop acting, right!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked fierce, "Also! Who are you calling bald!? Didn't you see my yellow hair!?"

"Baldy! Baldy! Baldy! Slightly!!"

"hateful!"

"Eh... what happened just after leaving for a while?"

At the gate of the factory building, Akita Bakuen and Jiu Nanbai, who came back from buying lunch, asked their companions inside with some doubts.

"Ah, the bento is back!" Mako Hirako no longer cared about Hiyori Sarkaki, but ran to the side and flipped through the pocket that Akita Bakugen had brought back.

After breaking free from the shackles, Sarkaki Hiyori rushed towards Kurosaki Ichigo like a hound that had run loose from the rein, and the two immediately wrestled together again.

But this time, they seemed to have a tacit understanding and didn't understand knives, but were just playing around.

"Uh--Okay, don't make trouble." Hirako Mako stopped the two people who were fighting, "Let's explain to this guy, why did he step on that tattered Hiyyori Treadmill'."

boom!
The slipper hit Hirako Mako's head all the time, and almost fell into the lunch box, but fortunately he caught it quickly with his eyesight and hands.

"It's 'Super'!" Akiaki Hiyori, who was writhing with Kurosaki Ichigo and rolling on the ground, threw a shoe and explained angrily, "It's 'Super Hiyyori Treadmill' !"

"Ah yes yes..."

Mako Hirako threw away the slippers in disdain and continued perfunctorily, "Listen up boy, this 'broken Hiyori treadmill' is the basis for your next practice. How many days you can keep on stepping on it will determine your future practice. Levels! I think you should continue to step on it honestly, if you want to learn how to suppress Xu, you must be able to step on it for at least three days."

"Damn it! You said 'super'! Mako, you bastard!" Hiyori Sarkaki kicked Kurosaki Ichigo away and rushed towards Hirako Mako like a hungry tiger, but was pushed away by the opponent.

Serious Hirako Mako seems to be not as easy to deal with as usual.

"Are you kidding!" Kurosaki Ichigo explained a little unconvinced, "Even if I step on this kind of thing for a week, it's not a problem! I know it after I step on it for a day, and the machine will consume a lot of spiritual power just by touching it." You are just trying to see if I can last for a few days to test my maximum spiritual power? With my current spiritual power, I can last at least fifteen days! This level of testing should be avoided! It’s a waste Time! Tell me how to suppress Xu! My time is running out! I don't have time to play with you guys!"

"..."

Hirako Mako listened silently, but the look on her face became more and more gloomy.

"Playing?" He stood up and looked down at Kurosaki Ichigo condescendingly. If he didn't hold a box of lunch in his hand, he would look very imposing.

"Haste makes waste, boy, you are the one who doesn't know anything, what do you mean by having no time? Isn't the purpose of your coming here to become stronger and be able to deal with those bad faces? We know nothing about those guys. You guys are much deeper! You said 'no time' just because you didn't even know the time for 'Beng Yu' to awaken, and you dare to yell here!? Hurry up and listen to my arrangement of training step by step Ah idiot!"  …

"and many more……"

Hearing this, Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly froze, and he got to the point, "How do you know about Bengyu? What is the awakening time of 'Bengyu'? Does it have anything to do with the invasion? "

"Of course there is." Hirako Mako explained angrily, "I really convinced you, idiot, how dare you be so arrogant when you don't know anything? Don't you even know the relationship between collapse jade and emptiness?"

"Of course I know! But it's Aizen..." Kurosaki Ichigo's voice became weaker and weaker, as if he lacked confidence.

"Don't understand? Of course, after all, you only know it from hearsay... And I, we have known about Bengyu, about Pomian and... Aizen Soyousuke many years ago It's clear."

Hirako Mako replied blankly.

Kurosaki Ichigo opened his mouth, unable to speak.

It was the first time he had seen such a frightening expression on this hippie-faced guy.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand something.

These guys used to be the gods of death from the soul world, that is to say, they all knew Aizen a long time ago...

The reason why Aizen wants to get Beng Yu is to break through the boundary between Shinigami and Void, and the broken face is probably the product of his experiment.

But did Aizen start researching after getting Bengyu?
Obviously not...

That guy should have started trying to break through that boundary a long time ago...

Looking at Hirako Mako in front of him, a terrible thought rose in Kurosaki Ichigo's heart.

These guys... were probably Aizen's experiments at the time, and...according to the aversion these guys showed towards Aizen and Pomian, they might be the ones who failed.

Kurosaki Ichigo knew exactly what the fear of being swallowed by Holo felt like.

And this group of guys may have experienced the same fear as themselves, that is, the soul was gradually eroded and fell into the despair of darkness.

And as a test subject, everything I have suffered is probably countless times more uncomfortable than what I am now.

But they eventually pulled through.

But what if I survived?

A god of death with imaginary power?
According to the practice of the old-fashioned guys in the soul world, they will never be allowed to live.

Without thinking about Kurosaki Ichigo, he also knows that this group of people has probably endured a lot of hardships because of Aizen.

That's why they came to this world with such a posture, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge...

The atmosphere became silent for a while.

In the end it was Mako Hirako who regained her smiling face and broke the silence.

He jumped down from a high place in front of Kurosaki Ichigo, reaching out to grab his face.

"What's the matter? This horrible expression?"

Saying that, Hirako Mako wrapped Kurosaki Ichigo's head with spiritual power.

"Hey, forget it. Since you feel that step by step is too slow, then I will satisfy you... Think about it carefully, maybe you really don't need to take it slowly like that. Whether it is Shijie or 卍jie, you quickly grasp it at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to understand..."

"You even know this?"

Cold sweat broke out on Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead. He wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't move at all now.