A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

"Huh? My defense has weakened? Stop being arrogant, brat!"

When Grimmjow heard that, the look on his face became even crazier.

"The one who will fall first... is definitely you!"

While speaking, he speeded up again regardless of his injuries.

The whole person continued to attack Kurosaki Ichigo like an afterimage.

"call--"

"Hu-hu-"

The figures of the two kept interlacing, and the sound of heavy breathing made both of them realize that the consumption of each other was not as brazen as they said.

"Boy, your mask has been torn! It looks like you are very tired!?"

"Tired? Are you talking about yourself?"

Hearing the words, Kurosaki Ichigo stretched out his hand to caress the mask again as if nothing had happened, and the fine cracks were covered by the dark spiritual power.

"I'm full of energy!"

"Tsk, it's really difficult!"

Grimmjow stretched out his bowed posture, his eyes became fierce, "But that's right! Take it! Kurosaki Ichigo!"

As he spoke, the muscles of his legs swelled slightly, and the legs wrapped under the steel skin burst out with terrifying power in an instant, and the ground covered by white sand raised dust again.

boom--

"!"

Kurosaki Ichigo had no time to dodge, so he could only raise the blade in his hand to barely block the figure that was rushing towards him.

Grimmjow was attacking in the most primitive way like a hunting beast, his whole body was like a leopard wanting to throw down, tear apart, and devour the prey in front of him!
tread--

Kurosaki Ichigo finally stepped on the ground firmly and resisted Grimmjow's sprint in front of him.

However, the next moment whistling came from below.

Grimmjow rolled nimbly, kicking Kurosaki's abdomen with his legs with sharp bony spurs.

clang--

The pitch-black blade rubbed against the sharp claws, making a crisp sound.

The impact force from bottom to top made Kurosaki Ichigo's whole body off the ground.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Grimmjow grinned and chased after the victory, his whole body spun, and the sharp claws in his hand mercilessly swiped towards Kurosaki Ichigo's face.

click -

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the forehead of Kurosaki's mask shattered, blood spattered everywhere, and his entire figure flew out and rolled on the ground due to the force coming from the side.

With the shattering of the mask, his strength began to drain continuously, and Grimmjow didn't intend to hold back at all, and continued to chase.

The originally evenly matched situation collapsed in an instant, and Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly fell into a complete disadvantage and was completely suppressed.

The sharp claws kept tearing apart the death tyrant outfit on Kurosaki Ichigo's body, leaving fine scars on his body, and the mask continued to shatter under repeated attacks.

boom--

In the end, Kurosaki Ichigo's figure was kicked into the ruins by Grimmjow, and even if he stood up again, he began to become wobbly.

"Tsk, it seems that you are really dying?"

Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo's distressed appearance at the moment, Grimmjow wiped away the blood spilling from the scars on his face, and approached slowly, seemingly disappointed.

Although he acted arrogantly, the vain steps under his feet had already betrayed him.

The battle between the two can be said to be a defenseless fight, and they are all exchanged for injuries, so the state of the two sides at the moment is actually not far apart.

Kurosaki Ichigo was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and Grimmjow was also seriously injured.

"..."

"Since this is the case, there is no need to continue. It's over for Kurosaki. Don't worry, I won't kill you, because you will be resurrected even if you die now? You lose, just lie down obediently! "

There was no answer for a long time, and Grimmjow seemed to have tacitly agreed that he had won, so the joy of victory began to appear on his face.

His figure approached again, and the sharp claws slowly fell, as if intending to tear Kurosaki Ichigo's hands and feet apart.

He knew that the person in front of him was immortal because of the domain that the 'King' had set up in the Void Night Palace, and the trials and the like had nothing to do with him. He was not interested in killing the guy in front of him and letting him go again If you recover and fight again, it is completely asking for trouble.

Now that the winner has been decided, his wish has been fulfilled, as long as this kid is abolished, and then let him fend for himself.

He will leave here. As for whether this kid will die in the future, or who he will fight with when he resurrects after death, he is not interested.

"you say……"

"Who lost?"

Just when the battle was about to come to an end, Kurosaki Ichigo, who had fallen to the ground, miraculously raised his arm.

His state looked very tired, and he didn't even have the strength to make any expressions on his face.

But even in this state, his raised hand firmly caught Grimmjow's slashed claws.

"!!"

Grimmjow felt the force coming from his hands, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"You boy... what's going on?"

"I'm so sorry, Grimmjow... I don't want to lose again... and I don't want to die again."

Kurosaki Ichigo calmly raised the sharp blade in his hand, talking to himself.

puff--

The long knife cut across half of Grichom's body without any resistance, from his abdomen to his shoulders, and blood gushed out.

boom--

Kurosaki Ichigo kicked Grimmjow's body away, and struggled to stand up from the ground.

He has experienced this feeling of being close to death twice. His breathing began to become weak and his body became heavy due to lack of oxygen. It's the same.

The conditions of the two sides are equal, so the one who has the advantage must be him who has experienced two deaths. This is not something to be proud of, but he has more experience.

"puff--"

"!"

But what surprised Kurosaki Ichigo was that Grimmjow, who was supposed to fall to the ground, stopped his falling figure by grabbing the blade in his hand.

"Are... what are you kidding?"

He looked at the man with a crazy face in front of him in surprise.

I have experienced 'death' twice, so logically, I should have the upper hand in this kind of willpower struggle. Why can this guy make such a move?
"Are you kidding me?"

Grimmjow was almost roaring, "Don't want to admit defeat? Don't want to die? Isn't this just fear? Just relying on this kind of belief...you want to beat me!? Are you kidding me!"

He felt insulted.

If he fell down like this now, then everything he had walked along the way would be like a joke!
For Killian, there is no such thing as 'quantity'. It is said that the lowest level of Great Killian is made up of hundreds of Killian, but this statement is actually wrong.

In order to fill the lost core, Xu will devour human souls in order to eliminate the hunger for souls, but as time goes on, human souls will not be able to satisfy them.

They will become eager to devour the souls of the same kind, just like plundering the other party's existing achievements. As long as they devour the same kind, they will be able to easily obtain the power accumulated by the other party's devouring countless human souls.

The desire for power brought them together and devoured each other.After that, the souls will merge with each other and lose the 'individual', and finally become a big void with huge spiritual power but too complicated and stupid - Killian.

But not all the voids end up swallowing this kind of stupid Kilian. In the process of swallowing each other, if one of them has far superior abilities and self-awareness than the other voids, it will become After Cheng Jilian still has self-awareness.

Such a Killian will consciously devour other Killian and continue to evolve, and finally become Yachukas.

It can be said that as long as there is a strong 'emptiness' of consciousness, such an evolutionary process is a 'trial' that must be experienced.

And of course Grimmjow too.

In other words... They themselves have accumulated strength and come to this day under the tempering that is almost equivalent to 'death' time after time.

Maintaining self-awareness during such growth, to the point where it is today, how can such a will lose to the 'human' who has only experienced two deaths?
puff--

The sharp claws pierced Kurosaki Ichigo's body mercilessly, blood dripping continuously.

The two exhausted people clearly had trouble standing up, but they were still fighting with sharp knives and claws.

"call……"

Kurosaki Ichigo tightly held the Zanpakutō in his hand, and slashed at Grimmjow again.

The dripping blood began to lengthen, and the distance between the two was opened.

While panting heavily, both of them looked at each other with eyes that seemed to be able to choose someone to devour.

"What's your look like?"

Grimmjow looked into Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes with a grim expression.

He was puzzled.

Why does a human being have the same eyes as them?

How many times has this kid died since he came to Xuquan and entered Xuye Palace?
Can these short death experiences really make people have such eyes?

Looking at the young man in front of him, Grimmjow was filled with unwillingness.

do you know?

How many battles has he fought to get to where he is today?How many voids have you devoured?
The limit of virtuality seems to have been decided from the beginning of its birth.

No matter how hard some ghosts try, they will stop growing at a certain moment.

And he... He has forgotten when he was born, how long did it take to become as powerful as he is today?
Why... it took so much effort to become so powerful.

Why would you lose to a human?
If he's not mistaken... this human was just a normal human even not so long ago!

"What? Being looked at by a human with such eyes... Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Kurosaki Ichigo covered the wound on his body with an ugly smile on his face.

"Yeah, I'm very upset."

Grimmjow raised his hand, his face full of anger.

He waved his claws, and the claws wrapped in spiritual power tore through the air almost effortlessly, leaving trails of spiritual power in midair. The huge claws of spiritual power seemed to be the extension of his sharp claws, which looked particularly ferocious.

"what is this?"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the claw of spiritual power that made the air scream continuously, his eyes became serious.

"Leopard King's Claw, my strongest stunt."

Grimmjow replied calmly, "Do you know? How many souls have been crushed under these claws? How many battles have I experienced? How many bones have I stepped on? To be qualified to stand here!? Why...why is it like A guy like you...is qualified to stand in front of me!?"

"..."

Facing Grimmjow's question, Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly fell silent.

"It's disgusting! It's over!"

Seeing that Kurosaki Ichigo didn't answer, the expression on Grimmjow's face became even more ferocious. He waved his sharp claws and drove the huge claws of spiritual power to leave a ferocious trajectory in mid-air, almost instantly, as if he could cut through All the claws of spiritual power came to Kurosaki Ichigo.

呲——

The pitch-black blade met the sharp claws, and the ear-piercing squabbles resounded.

Kurosaki Ichigo gritted his teeth and kept retreating under the pressure of powerful force.

"You can't beat me, you who don't understand anything... how could you beat my pair of claws that are constantly being sharpened to become stronger!?"

Grimmjow roared, with a ferocious smile appearing on his face, "Be obediently be torn apart by me!? Be my flesh and blood, let's watch the future together!? I will...be the king!"

tread--

There was a sudden sound of firm footsteps.

Kurosaki Ichigo silently raised his hand and stared at Grimmjow in front of him.

At this moment, there was no confusion in his eyes, only uncontrollable anger.

"Sorry...Grimmjow...I don't understand anything! But...do you think I want to stand here!?"

The black spiritual pressure continuously emerged from Kurosaki Ichigo's body, and he roared angrily as if he wanted to drain all his strength.

That's right.

He never thought he would be standing here.

After all, mutual understanding between him and these guys in front of him was impossible from the beginning.

Because not long ago he was just an ordinary high school student.

He was extremely angry at the moment, but not against Grimmjow in front of him.

Because of this, he was even more angry.

It was neither him nor Grimmjow in front of him who was at fault.

After all... why are they fighting each other so desperately?
There is no reason at all.

This is how the world unreasonably dragged them into the battlefield and let them fight each other.

He didn't want to stand here, but because of this unreasonable world, he had to stand here.

He didn't want to lose, not because of any high-sounding reasons... but because he couldn't lose.

"Hey...brother, someone is going to kill you with a butcher knife...kill your family, your friends...would you just stand where you are—do nothing!?"

An angry questioning sound came from Kurosaki's mouthguard.

His eyes became scarlet, and the mask once again covered his entire face.

No one could see the expression on his face at the moment.

But the firm belief must be heard from the voice.

Those who are forced to step onto the battlefield have no way out!

"Crack-"

Amidst the roar, dense cracks began to appear on the sharp claws made of spiritual power like cracks.

puff--

The long, pitch-black knife slashed along the sharp claws, reaching the destination under Grimmjow's astonished gaze, which was his chest.

"hateful……"

The roar echoed in his ears.

Looking at the place where his chest was pierced, he finally understood.

It turned out that the boy in front of him was the same as himself.

They're all just... weak people struggling in this cruel and merciless world.