A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

"It took more time than expected..."

Among the ruins strewn with corpses, two figures stood together as if nothing had happened, calmly examining the situation in Jingling Court at this moment.

"En. Underestimating the enemy is indeed a weakness of our Star Cross Knights." For some reason, Yuhabach counted himself as a member of the Star Cross Knights at this moment, and came to a conclusion lightly.

"!"

Suddenly, an abnormal spiritual pressure struck.

Juhabach and Hugelan Hasward at the side sensed it almost at the same time, frowning slightly and looking away.

I saw a tall figure walking slowly, carrying the corpses of the members of the Star Cross Knights who had been ruthlessly pierced by the Zanpakuto.

The man locked on to them with his uncovered eye like a beast looking for food.

"Hey, are you... the leader of this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

"Saraki Kenpachi... special combat power." Yugelan Hasward frowned slightly as he looked at Saraki Kenpachi who came before them.

Berenick Gabriel (Question), Jerome Kitzbart (Roar), L. Lloyd (Yourself).

This guy should be dealt with by these three star cross knights, why did he appear here?

"Three Star Cross Knights...what did you do?"

"It's nothing."

Facing the question from Hugelan Hasward, Zaraki Kenpachi was full of boredom, twisted his neck, and replied naturally, "The big monster that could only howl at first was completely free, and it was all thanks to the sound. The enemy flew away, and then turned into a gorilla and rushed over. This kind of fighting method was simply too disappointing, so I chopped it in half with a knife.

The second guy seemed to disagree with everything about me, and he kept talking nonsense, as if he was explaining some shit about his abilities. I couldn't hear clearly because my ears hurt from the shock, and Annoyed again, he cut his throat.

As for this guy..."

As he spoke, he threw the corpse strung up by the long knife on the ground.

"It turned into me out of nowhere, should I say it's 'me'? I barely took a few stabs at me, and then stabbed me to death after getting tired of playing."

"..."

The atmosphere became a little silent for a while.

The expressions on the faces of Hugelan Hasward and Yuhabach did not change much because of the sacrifice of their companions or the arrogance of Saraki Kenpachi.

"Well, I've heard about you monster, so that's how it is." Hugelan Hasward walked forward slowly as he spoke, as if he was going to fight Saraki Kenpachi himself, "Special Battle Power, just let me..."

"Sorry, I didn't come here for a brat like you."

Before Hugelan Hasward finished speaking, Saraki Kenpachi on the opposite side rushed forward with his sword impatiently, and the target was Yuhabach who was standing behind Hugelan Haswald.

"!His Majesty!"

The speed at which he sprinted made Hugelan Hasward unable to react for a while to block him.

"I came here... just to fight you!"

With an excited smile on his face, Zaraki Kenpachi jumped up suddenly, looked down at Yuhabach in front of him, and ruthlessly swung the broken Zanpakuto in his hand.

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boom--

The wall collapsed under the heavy impact.

Hisagi Shuhei slid along the wall and fell to the ground in embarrassment, his whole body covered in cuts and bruises, and he kept panting heavily.

"hateful……"

"Hoohoohahaha—"

Contemptuous laughter approached slowly, and the burly man approached with a wild smile covering his face.

He is the Knights of the Star Cross, Holy Text 'O', Dolisk Belch (Overkill).

"It's really hard work... so tired, so tired, so tired, so tired! Cleaning up the soft-legged shrimp is quite tiring, hey! Vice-captain! I'm so powerful, don't you feel confused?"

"..."

Hisagi Shuhei remained silent, his expression extremely ugly.

Although he was very unwilling, there was indeed a natural barrier between the opponent's strength and him, and the huge gap in strength completely made him helpless.

"Great, isn't it?" Dolisk Belch sneered, "This is the power of the holy word 'O' bestowed on me by His Majesty, the power of 'Massive Massacre'! Whether it's enemies, companions or beasts, as long as you keep killing, my It will become stronger and stronger!"

As he said that, he arrogantly approached Hisagi Shuhei, and a javelin-like spiritual arrow began to condense in his hand: "Just here today, I have killed more than 100 people, right? Before I came here, it seemed There are also a hundred people, including the vice-captain like you."

"!! You bastard..."

Hearing this, Hisagi Shuhei's pupils suddenly shrank.

This guy in front of him killed the vice-captain before he came here today?
It turned out that this guy was the one who broke into the world of souls and killed the vice-captain of the first team, Sparrow Chojiro, single-handedly!
"That's right, that's the expression."

Dolisk Berch looked at Hisagi Shuhei jokingly, "You must also be curious about how I killed him at that time, right? Look... just like this—"

While speaking, his burly figure was slightly lowered, and the veins on his right arm holding the javelin were bulging.

Seeing this, Hisagi Shuhei shrank his pupils sharply.

He remembered that the vice-captain of the Sparrow Department was impaled in the captain's room by a javelin-like spiritual arrow at the end.

whoosh-

Accompanied by the rapid sound of piercing through the air, the spiritual arrow escaped from Dolisk Belhee's hand.

Damn...can't escape!

Hisagi Shuhei gritted his teeth and wanted to move his body, but the serious injury made it difficult for him to hold it even standing, so he could only barely lift the Zanpakutō in his hand to try to resist.

But obviously, this kind of resistance is like a mantis' arm in the face of such a strong attack!

Just when he thought he was dead.

boom--

Accompanied by a dull sound, the spiritual arrow exploded less than five meters away in front of him, and the smoke and dust immediately filled the space between him and Dolisk Belch.

"General... Chief Captain!?"

Seeing the old figure revealed after the smoke cleared, Hisagi Shuhei was slightly startled.

It's no wonder that reinforcements haven't arrived for a long time... It turns out that the current battle situation is so serious that even the captain can only take action himself?

As the vice captain, he certainly knew the reason why the chief captain would not take action unless it was absolutely necessary.

It's not that the other party is unwilling to make a move, but...the world of corpses and souls they want to protect cannot withstand the power of this old man who is known as the strongest death god.

Once the old man in front of him starts fighting seriously, the entire soul world will begin the countdown to destruction, and the fiery flame will burn everything in this world!
However, not everyone understands the strength of the old man in front of him. For example, Dolisk Belch in front of him is such a person who is beyond his control.

"Wahhahahahahaha—"

Seeing the old man in front of him, Dolisk Belch laughed wildly excitedly.

"Oh! I'm really lucky! My luck is so good! I didn't expect to meet the captain! Speaking of it...you are the one I want to meet the most when I come here!"

As he spoke, he slowly took out the star badge from his body: "Just use your subordinate's swastika to kill you here!"

"..."

Hearing this, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni was expressionless, but if someone was familiar with him, he would be able to see the flames burning in those silent eyes.

This is the fire of anger that can consume everything.

"Swastika solution——Huang Huang Yan Ling leaves the palace!"

boom--

Accompanied by Dolisk Belch's roar, thunder suddenly resounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt fell, covering the location where Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni was located like a cage.

"Hahahahaha—"

Dolisk Belch questioned presumptuously like a provocation, "I miss you a lot, right? I heard that this guy hasn't used the swastika for more than 2000 years! Now you are lucky enough to see it! Thank you very much!"

While speaking, he raised his arms high, and the thunderclouds in the sky immediately gathered.

boom--

"Beyond Thunder!"

"Chief...Captain!" Seeing the vision of heaven and earth in front of him and the thunder falling towards Captain Yamamoto, Hisagi Shuhei was burning with anxiety.

This terrifying spiritual pressure is even strong enough to control the weather.

I didn't expect that besides Hirinmaru and the captain's Liuren Ruohuo, the swastika of the vice-captain Sparrow who had never used the swastika in front of them was so powerful!

However, his exclamation did not seem to reach the ears of the old man in front of him at all.

At this moment, Motoyanagi Sai Shigekuni Yamamoto just watched the thunder that fell in an instant calmly. In his eyes, time seemed to be frozen and slow.

I remember that was the past before the establishment of Goutei [-]th Team, he met Sparrow Minister Jiro.

At that time, he didn't have the name of 'Yuan Liuzhai'.

At that time, he was only the head coach of "Yuanzijuku", the predecessor of Shino Lingju Academy, as the ancestor of "Yunliu".

At that time, there was only a '丿'-shaped scar on his forehead.

"Master Takashi! Yamamoto-sama!"

Chojiro, who was still a boy at the time, always called him that.

This kind of name is because of the '丿'-shaped scar on the head at that time. I don't know who among the companions started it. Perhaps it is called this way to make the name louder and more representative. With the improvement of strength, the '丿' character 喎The name is getting louder and louder.

In the eyes of others, this seems to be an honor, but he loathes it extremely.

"It's you again! You don't have a long memory, why are you here?"

Although he always reprimanded Chojiro like this, the boy insisted on calling him that.The idea is probably the same as others, thinking that this is a powerful respect for him.

"I'm really sorry! But I really can't call Mr. Zizai by his real name, that would be too disrespectful!"

Look... this is such a stubborn young man.

"And why do you come here! You are obviously not a student here, but you come here almost every day! As I said, I don't need followers!"

"Not a follower! I want to be your right and left hand!"

"Then you should be my disciple! After becoming the teacher of Yuanzi School, you will naturally be my right-hand man!"

"No, disciples will only imitate Mr. Zijie, and the left and right hands can share the worries of Mr. Zijie!"

Shit reason.

This was what was in his mind at the time.

"And... I don't come here every day, this time there is an interval of one month." Chojiro said, "According to your instructions a month ago, I learned the swastika and came back!"

"Oh, then try to knock me down with your 'Swastika'."

At that time, he did not believe the other party's words.

Until, that remarkable swastika left a permanent scar on his forehead.

This overly stubborn boy really completed the swastika in just one month, and it was a powerful swastika far beyond the level of an ordinary captain.

It seems that no one has done this except Kurosaki Ichigo at this moment since the history of the world of souls.

But Kurosaki Ichigo is a special existence, but Chojiro is not.

"Speak up.

What a pity...

He's a great teenager and a right-hand man that I recognize.

Chojiro didn't mind at all even though I deliberately referred to the '卍解' as 'the swastika of a brat'.

Not only that, he also happily said 'exactly so'.

'For this reason, I want to bet my life and work hard to hone it, hoping that this kind of '卍解' can be used by Mr. Zijie! '.

He didn't break his promise, and after years of painstaking training, he finally made Chojiro's name resound throughout the world of souls.

After the wound healed, it looked like a cross. I don't know when it started, and I was called 'Cross Square' again.

But only Chojiro said, "How can the name of Mr. Kazuzai be changed because of the scars left by him", and he still insisted on calling me Mr. Kazuzai.

For Chojiro, I gave myself the name of "Genryuzai".

He kept his promise, '卍解' only used for my needs.

Such a swastika..."

Lightning completely enveloped Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni.

But what is surprising is that at this moment, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni neither dodges nor dodges, allowing him to hit him, standing silently on the spot, unmoved at all.

"Chief Commander!!"

Hisagi Shuhei's exclamation came from behind.The fierce thunder light made him unable to approach at all.

Dolisk Belch's mocking voice came from in front of him: "Aha! What's the matter? Old guy! Faced with the swastika of your subordinates, are you actually powerless to fight back?"

"..."

"Speak! Hey!"

It seemed that because the old man in front of him remained silent and didn't answer his own question, Dolisk Belch's face became extremely gloomy.

"Chojiro..."

Suddenly, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni finally spoke, but he was not responding to Dolisk Belch's question, but more like expressing regret.

"You should be filled with remorse...Your anger...I can feel it...the swastika you have honed all your life...this kind of swastika—how can it only be to this level!"

Anger burned in the roar of anger. At this moment, it seemed that the temperature of the whole world was raised by one degree.

call--

The blade wrapped in flames cut across mercilessly.Dolisk Belch's original arrogant face disappeared instantly, and his figure was turned into dust and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Facing the sky full of ashes, Yamamoto Genyanagisai Shigekuni closed his eyes, and slowly lowered the blade: "Burn... I can finally pay tribute to you... Chojiro, farewell."

While speaking, the old man turned around slowly, walked past Hisagi Shuhei with dull eyes, and walked slowly towards the direction of the terrifying spiritual pressure.