The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 519 The Gate of Hell Opens

Hisagi Shuhei was full of depression.

Several team members searched Morty's home, searched inside and out, but found no trace of Morty, and even questioned the nearby residents, but found no whereabouts.

"The heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the west, and the toes of the east, gather with the wind, drive away the rain, and bind the Tao 58. Slap the toe and chase the bird."

Hisagi Shuhei tried to search for Morty's Reiatsu with Bound Path, but failed to get any effective clues.

That person's spiritual power is really too weak, like a grain of sand thrown into the sea, it does exist, but it is almost impossible to be caught.

Hisagi Shuhei got up and had to call the Technology Development Bureau, "There is someone coming from Morty's house, why didn't you report it?"

"Eh? The screen shows that there is nothing abnormal."

"Everyone has run away." Hisagi Shuhei complained, and hung up the phone, his usual serious expression became more and more serious, did a ghost leak the news?

But from the time they received the mission to the time they set off, they didn't tell anyone that it was an internal problem of the Shinigami team?

Hisagi Shuhei didn't really want to believe this fact.

The death gods of the thirteenth team of the Gotei were all people who had fought to protect Seireitei, and many of them fought bravely when the Quincy Division attacked.

Thinking of the war that has been going on for many years, Hisagi Shuhei can still feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Different from the death of human beings in the present world, the death of the soul itself represents the disappearance of personal memories and experiences, and turns into dust called spirit sons to embark on a journey to nothingness.

No one knows which journey will lead where.

Hisagi Shuhei was so afraid that every time he thought of it, the most definite form of death imprinted in the deepest part of his soul would revive.

For example, facing a powerful enemy like the ferocious Pomen or Aizen, and then the Quincy last time, whenever fighting against such a powerful enemy, that kind of fear will inevitably appear in Hisagi's mind.

To him, death is so terrible.

This horror was not caused by being attacked by Xu when I was a child, nor was it when I was knocked down by a three-digit broken face, and it was not caused when I was almost attacked by a Quincy hidden in a child.

Instead, he was attacked by a huge ghost and lost his companion named Kanizawa. At that moment, seeing her lively face become dead, the dream that was once talked about loudly was shattered.

Fear clenched his heart, and his impaired vision seemed to remind him of it all the time.

He was able to overcome that fear not because of others, but thanks to the teachings of Tōsenyo.

Those who do not understand fear are not qualified to hold a sword.

Hisagi Shuhei changed because of this, and regarded the ninth division as his own home, and took every team member seriously. He was unwilling to doubt them, and felt disgusted with himself who expected betrayers from other divisions.

When he was struggling in his heart, he received a friend application, and at a glance, it turned out to be the third seat of the fourth team, Yamada Hanataro...

Who is it?Hisagi Shuhei didn't remember, so he clicked to confirm.

"Deputy Captain Hisagi, I just saw a black car without a license plate going out from 302 Avenue. I don't know if it can help your investigation."

Hisagi Shuhei received the news and immediately called the Technology Development Bureau, "Find me a black car without a license plate on Avenue 302, it is estimated to be between 10:30 am and [-]:[-] am, and keep an eye on it. Where are they going?"

"Well, I checked here, and there is a car that goes along 302 Avenue and turns to 402, and now it is on 506 Avenue."

Hearing the answer from the Technical Development Bureau, Hisagi Shuhei immediately said: "Stop looking here, follow me."

"Hi." The four soldiers responded and went out together.

They rushed to Avenue 506. On the way, Hisagi Shuhei did not forget to thank Yamada Hanataro, and left the team members behind, rushing quickly with Shunpo.

The speed of the car is definitely not as fast as his.

One quickly sees the black sedan speeding down the deserted road.

Hisagi Shuhei hung up the phone of the Technology Development Bureau, and flew up to the roof of the car, the Reiatsu was concealed, and the roof fell silently.

He sensed that the spiritual power equivalent to that of the house still existed, so he didn't do anything, intending to follow the clues.

……

The Silver Trident was founded by Dao Yugen Awula and Luo Jia together with Alexander. They used their abilities to cover for Alexander, earn a lot of money, and erode the Reaper's regime.

However, all this is just a cover.

Taking advantage of Hisagi Shubing destroying a trident den in the morning, Shiraishi was busy dealing with Alexander and the corruption he caused.

Taking advantage of the evening, Awula Douyu turned into a wisp of smoke and broke into Mao's underground prison without a sound.

In order to detain war criminals at the captain level of the invisible empire, Wu Jian was built first, and then the upper prison.

Dao Yugen Awula condensed into a human form, and landed on a man who was sealed in layers, and landed on a chair, his blond hair looked dim in the darkness.

The Grim Reaper didn't seal his five senses, but in this dark space, it doesn't matter whether he has eyes or not, and whether he has a voice.

Hasward forgot how long he saw people, so that he squinted his eyes and looked for a while, only to realize that the other person was really a person, "You are not a god of death, who is it?"

"Death's enemy." Dao Yugen Awula replied frivolously. After so many years of hanging around outside, his heart hasn't changed much, and his expression can already be somewhat provocative. "It's a pity that such a handsome person like you will die here."

"What's the point of my death?" Hathward was puzzled by this. He was in the middle of nowhere, and he seemed to have no change in the outside world whether he died or not.

"In order to open the gates of hell, it is necessary to increase the power of hell. You, Buzzby, and that man named Giselle will all die."

Dao Yugen Awula expressed his inner thoughts, and took out a bottle from his bosom, which contained a high concentration of spirit seed liquid, which was perfect for drawing spells.

Hasward frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He couldn't resist the enemy in this state, "Aizen, does that man have the value for you to do this?"

"If I don't do this, what should I do? I don't know, it's just that I don't know, so I have to try it out, what will the result be?"

Dao Yugen Awula began to describe Hassward, "Recently, the soul world has developed rapidly, and everything is innovating, even cars, movies, entertainment, and funny variety shows.

Everyone looks very happy. At this time, I would think, where is my fun?

After much deliberation, I still haven't gotten an answer. I don't have anything, so why do everyone have such joy? "

Awula Daoyugen looked at the bustling world of corpses and souls, and at the people laughing during the New Year, a feeling called jealousy, or hatred, was gradually born in her heart from nothingness.

I want to destroy everything with a war.

And the war that wants to make the current Seireitei feel the crisis of destruction, only that man can do it.

So she wants to welcome that man back.

In Luojia's case, it was simply obeying orders.

The one with the same personality as her has nothing, so if she gets a little pity, she will desperately hold on to it.

She quickly painted the spell on Hasward's body, and then turned to Buzzby and Giselle.

After finishing all the drawings, she returned to Harsward, and the formation was centered on this man.

"It's really helpful to isolate the internal and external spiritual pressure without any barrier."

Dao Yugen Awula clapped his hands, and the spirit pressure poured into the ground, and chanted loudly, "The bridge between heaven and earth..."

Hasward's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, his spiritual pressure was sucked away by the spell, "Ahhhhh!"

He roared, and amidst Dao Yugen Awula's chanting, his voice became weaker and weaker, and the magic formula on the ground burst out with silver brilliance.

At the same time, in the Shiraishi area above Seireitei, a huge door seemed to emerge from the air.

Even though it was so huge, it didn't attract too many people's attention.

Then, the door slowly opened.

Black phosphorous gas fell from the sky.

……

"Ah." A Sanjing Berry Flower yelled, stopped on the roof, rubbed her ears, "Elder Sister, did you hear anything?"

"Huh?" Bai Huang stopped Shunbu, turned around with the knife on his shoulder, and said, "Sound? Babayuan Xiongru, have you given up?"

"No! How could I fart!"

Babayuan Xiongru beat her with his small fists.

"I know, if you don't let it go, you won't let it go."

Bai Huang grumbled and said, "Yiyong, is that your kid?"

Kurosaki Kazuyuki shook his head and said, "I don't think so, there seems to be something strange over there, I'll go and have a look."

"You kid, don't pretend to be the boss there."

Bai Huang complained, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of black raindrops falling from the air, and Kurosaki Kazuyuki still wanted to reach out to catch that thing, "Idiot!"

Pulling out the knife with one hand, pulling back Kazuyong's collar with the other, "Don't touch anything that looks suspicious."

"What is this, the whole territory of Seilingting is floating?"

Babayuan Xiongru said, looking around, "Let's hide in the house."

"Hmm." Bai Huang agreed with this decision, and dragged the dishonest Yiyong to hide in the house.

……

"Phosphorous gas of hell."

Motoryuzai Yamamoto recognized the black liquid falling from the sky immediately, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message in the group, but the network was cut off.

His eyes sank, "Could it be, no, it's impossible, Aizen...is that guy back?"

"Captain Yamamoto." Unohana Retsu stepped here quickly, with long hair hanging over his shoulders, and a cold expression on his face, "The butterfly of hell stopped sending messages. The only person who can do this kind of thing is probably only on the other side of hell."

"Prepare Tenten Sora." Yamamoto Motoryuzai said in a deep voice, wanting to use Tenten Sora to contact the rest of the people.

"Hi." Unozhihualie raised his hand, "Black and white net! 22 bridges, 66 crown belts, footprints, distant thunder, sharp peaks, returning to the ground, nightfall, sea of ​​clouds, blue sequence, full of circles, straight to the sky.

Binding Dao 77: The Sky Is So Empty! "

The spiritual pressure fluctuations appeared, and Yamamoto Genryuzai realized that something was wrong, and his body quickly avoided, his neck was not pierced by the short blade, but part of it was cut off, and blood gushed out, "This is..."

Yamamoto Genryuzai knew exactly whose ability this was, so with a look of shock and disbelief, he stared and said, "You are Yanyuan Jinle?"

"Yes, we're back from hell, brats."

Uzhihualiu's body changed suddenly, turning into a man with a thin face and a big back. Half of his face was entwined with black chains of hell, and the ground began to tick and quickly condensed into a black disc.

Black phosphorous gas floats in the air.

"The little ghosts of the current Guarding Thirteen Team, let us meet you juniors for a while."

"Also, long time no see, Unohana, Yamamoto Motoryuzai."

Yan Yuan Jinle stopped the conversation between Tian Ting and Kong Luo, turned the golden needle in his hand, and sighed: "You are really old, and you will be attacked by others.

Captain Yamamoto, I have respected you from the bottom of my heart, admired you, and regarded you as a role model.

If it was you in the past, no matter who came to your side, the moment you wanted to make a move, you would be burned to ashes by the blade, and you would never trust anyone. "

Yamamoto Genryuzai gasped for breath, his eyes were full of darkness. He missed the days of starting a business with this group of people, but he didn't want to see them again.

This group of vicious villains are not good at governance at all.

Lie, he was originally the most vicious existence among them, but with the passage of time, the two of them changed.

The most drastic change was that he was defeated by the young Kenpachi, so he thought that he was not suitable to continue to serve as Kenpachi, and concentrated on the work of the fourth team.

He put all his energy into educating the thirteenth team of the court, so he changed.

The first-generation captains who survived that bloody battle did not choose to change, so they were eliminated by the times.

"You can't forgive the old man."

Yamamoto Genryuzai pulled his hand and tore the smoky purple kimono to pieces, revealing his strong body, and said, "This old man is very clear, but this old man will not beg for your forgiveness, Yan Yuan!"

"Are you sure you want to fight here?"

Yan Yuanjin Le said, spread his hands and said, "They will die."

Yamamoto Motoryuzai paused when he drew his sword. The students of the Shino Spiritual Art Institute were involved in their battle at such a close distance, and they were absolutely doomed.

This moment of hesitation was captured by Yan Yuanjinle, and he approached instantly.

Yamamoto Genryuzai didn't panic, he didn't act like a fire, he could still fight for nothing, first beat this guy to a place where he could be easily relieved.

"One bone!"

A simple straight punch can be swung at the fastest speed and knock the enemy into the air.

Yanyuan Jinle's appearance suddenly turned into a child, not just an ordinary child, but an excellent student of the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Arts.

In the blink of an eye, Yamamoto Motoryuzai inevitably had a feeling in his mind that Yuta was caught, and was immediately denied. However, Yanyuan Jinle wanted that moment of hesitation.

The light of the knife tore through Yamamoto Motoryuzai's chest, and he stepped back, leaning his body against the wall.

Yan Yuan Jin Le was not happy, looking at the blood on the ground, his expression and eyes were full of sadness, "Ah, Yuan Liu Zhai, did you degenerate like this? I should have killed you earlier."

Yamamoto Motoyanagi was panting heavily, and his heart was slashed.

"Die." Yan Yuanjin Le rushed forward.

boom!
The side of the wall was kicked away, and the black-skinned beauty twisted her waist and kicked Yan Yuan Jinle outside, "Hyyori, Captain Yamamoto is handed over to you, take him to the fourth division."

(End of this chapter)