Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 269: Exhaustion Attack and the Spirit King (7K)

The beam of light shot up into the sky, holy and clear.

Contains spiritual pressure of the same quality.

The Grim Reapers were confused and had no idea what this beam of light meant.

Naruto took one look and immediately understood.

really
The thing I was worried about when I left the Spirit King Palace finally happened.

Yhwach was waiting for this opportunity.

He wants to invade the palace of the Spirit King.

Naruto stretched out his hand and pulled out the Uzumaki at the same time, causing the blades to scatter and fly away, rushing towards the beam of light in a whistling, fierce torrent.

But suddenly a mountain rose from the ground.

The mountains are majestic, with towering peaks, just blocking the wind's path.

An ordinary mountain can't stop the vortex for long.

The mountain was grinding with a grunt, and debris and dust mixed into the wind, adding to the momentum.

only.
Before one mountain is completely dissolved by the wind, the next one rises from the ground, layer upon layer.

"The wind is very fast." Gremi Tomiu smiled and looked up at the mountains, "but the fastest thing in the world is imagination."

"do you know?"

"Humans, I mean ordinary humans who have not mastered spiritual power. They have already found out that the fastest thing in the world is light."

"It can reach 290,000 kilometers per second."

"But in imagination, it's easy to find things that are faster than light."

"You can't break through my blockade before you defeat me."

First team team building.

Yhwach and several Quincies of the Sterncross Knights were bathed in the light.

"Uzumaki Naruto, what will be waiting for us up there?"

"With your vision, you should be able to see that I have been waiting for such an opportunity."

He stretched out his arms, and his body almost merged with the light.

"But no matter what it is."

"I will always say 'sorry' to you in advance. Your arrangements and plans cannot stop me from moving forward."

"The Invisible Empire has lived in the shadows for a thousand years."

"Now is the time for us to step into the sunshine."

The light rolled, pulling several people into the air.

The voice, like a narration, resounded through the sky and echoed in everyone's ears.

"It took nine hundred years for the sealed King of the Quincies to regain his heartbeat, ninety years to regain his will, and nine years to regain his power."

"Then take the world in nine days."

Like the sound of a huge bell, it shakes the entire Seireitei.

Naruto looked up.

The light had penetrated deeply into the clouds. The figures of the Quincies also disappeared into the clouds. They were guided by the light and penetrated the layers of barriers under the Spirit King's Palace.

On the battlefield of Seireitei.

Yamamoto Genryusai scowled, "This is terrible. Their target is not the Seireitei, but the Soul King."

"Naruto doesn't feel surprised." Kyoraku Shunsui tilted his head and looked at the blond boy in the ancient Roman Colosseum, "He and Squad Zero had foreseen this."

"Captain Kuchiki and Captain Shiba are both in the Soul King Palace." The bespectacled vice-captain of Squad 8 spoke from behind them, "And everyone from Squad 0."

"They should be able to hold out until Captain Naruto."

Yamamoto Genryusai said nothing, his face calm: "Maybe Naruto is not needed, Yhwach chose to go to the Soul King Palace"

"Maybe the worst decision he ever made."

In Ise Nanao's mouth, Naruto is the last hope.

but
As one of the few Shinigami in Soul Society who is aware of the monk's abilities, Yamamoto Genryusai understands very well how powerful that guy, who is as ancient as Soul Society, actually is.

Ise Nanao was puzzled.

Kyoraku Shunsui smiled slightly.

"Hyoshubu Ichibei," Yamamoto Genryusai said softly, "some people also call him by his real name, Hu Heshang."

“He can name everything in the world.”

"once."

"There was a great Hollow that came out of Hueco Mundo and invaded the Seireitei. Even I was defeated by it."

"But Hyoshubu Ichibei dealt with it easily."

"Yhuhabach has indeed become stronger, but he is still an insignificant creature in this world."

Ise Nanao nodded thoughtfully.

This sounds like
The Quincies seemed to have walked into a trap.

So as long as we get rid of these extermination masters in Soul Society, this matter will come to an end?

She raised her head, and her gaze was fixed on Kyoraku Shunsui's, into the ancient Roman-style duel arena.

Naruto retracted his head and looked into the eyes of the frivolous man.

"What a pity. I can only watch His Majesty leave without being able to do anything about it." Gremi Tomu sighed, "Alas, it's me who made you so helpless."

"Uzumaki Naruto."

“Have you ever thought about your own death?”

Naruto didn't want to waste time talking to him.

Although he had fought with the monk before, he knew how difficult his abilities would be for ordinary death gods to deal with.

but.
He felt uneasy, and it was not just an intuitive feeling.

Also, the aura sensed from the Soul King was too similar to that of a Quincy.

There are also the abilities based on rules demonstrated by the Quincies.

The relationship between the Quincy King named Yhwach and the Soul King is probably no less superficial than the relationship between the monk and the Soul King.

He raised his hand and shook it gently.

The wind rolled over and condensed in the palm of his hand, forming a long sword.

He took a step forward in an instant.

Although Gremi Tome's abilities were strange and powerful, his physical strength was very weak, almost unable to match his abilities.

His brain created the thought that he was about to be attacked by Naruto.

But neither my eyes nor my body could react.

The sword slashed down.

Gremi Tomu remained unmoved. He just lowered his head and looked at the place where he was hit. He said calmly, "You hit me."

"It's so powerful that I didn't even react."

Naruto's expression didn't change.

Jiu Lama was a qualified supporting actor. He looked surprised and asked, "Why are you not injured?"

It is well aware of Naruto's strength.

In terms of slashing techniques alone, he is among the best among the many captains of Seireitei.

It was also clear that the guy in front of him, who was wearing a hood and looked strong, did not have high physical fitness.

But no harm was done?

"That's a good question." Gremi Tome smiled. "I just imagined that my body is the hardest steel."

"So I"

Hearing this, Jiu Lama's expression softened and he grinned contemptuously.

"Apart from the so-called imagination, you really don't have anything else."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the art of beheading?"

"Or do you have some misunderstanding about the body of a well-tempered death god?"

"Or is there some misunderstanding about my knife?"

"Do you think steel can stop my slash?"

Gremi Tomiu's face changed slightly. He found that wherever his eyes touched, his clothes and body were disintegrating. When the knife cut upward, wind was generated inside.

This was no ordinary slash.

At least not in the way he imagined.
Naruto's expression also changed slightly. The Uzumaki destroyed the outer shell of his body, exposing the flesh, blood, meridians and even bones. These were very different from the human body he knew. The arrangement of the flesh, blood, cells, nerves and blood vessels was too exquisite.

I am not a "crazy scientist" like Kurotsuchi Mayuri and Urahara Kisuke, but I have some understanding of the human body structure in both worlds. Except for the "meridians", there is no difference.

This is not a natural body.

It's man-made.

"Unexpected." Gremi Tomiu turned around and moved at an almost incredible speed.

He struggled out of the knife and took his hands out of his pockets, "So this is how you attack."

He hunched over.

The originally exaggerated and hideous wounds were healing at an incredible speed.

"Imagine high-speed regeneration?" Jiu Lama whispered.

Naruto shook his head, also staring at the healing wound.

This ability
Is it really high-speed regeneration?

"You're right. Apart from my imagination, I'm not very proficient in other areas." Gremi Tomiu's tone was still as relaxed and cheerful as ever. "But it's not that I don't want to learn, it's just that there's no need."

“As long as I have imagination, I can do anything.”

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"You are too dangerous."

"so."

"That's all I need."

As soon as he finished speaking, another "Gremy Tomoe" appeared beside him.

His appearance, height, spiritual pressure, and all other details are exactly the same as the one that created him.

"Can you still imagine yourself?" Jiu Lama exclaimed.

The two Grimmie Tome raised their fingers and shook them: "More than that."

“Yes, there can be many.”

Densely packed, appearing out of thin air.

Dozens of "Gremy Tomeu" lined up and appeared in every corner of the Colosseum, big and small.

Jiu Lama shook his head and curled his lips: "It's just that there are many of them."

Its exclamation just now was just a lament for the act of "imagining itself", for the number.
It really doesn't take it seriously.

In a battle, numbers are indeed crucial, but they are not the most important. When there is a huge power gap between the two sides, the number will not change the outcome in the slightest.

He is weak and his reactions are extremely slow.

The level of the chief officer of the god of death.

No matter how many officers there are, let alone Naruto, even if you randomly pick a captain from the Soul Society, he cannot be defeated by the large number of officers.

"I know that in the battles between you Shinigami, spiritual pressure is the prerequisite for everything." Gremi Tome smiled, and all the voices came together in unison, layered and three-dimensional, lingering around. "I also know that as the captain of the Seventh Division, you know a technique to create a clone."

"But my ability is different from your clone's."

"With one more me, the imagination will double."

"With so many more of me, the imagination will multiply so many times."

He spread his hands.

“Endless imagination represents endless power in my hands.”

Many objects appeared in the void.

"Shura Path." Kurama whispered. Looking at those things, the first thing he thought of was the "Shura Path" among the Six Paths of Pain.

Missiles and mortars.

There were hovering fighter jets and even warships that appeared out of nowhere.

The artillery fire roared, dragging tail flames, stirring up clouds and mist, releasing a surge of saltpeter smell, and the bombing came in a dense, carpet-like manner.

As the strongest creation of ordinary humans.

From a visual perspective alone, it is more oppressive than Shurado's weapons.

Naruto raised his hand.

"I am not stingy with my praise for humanity."

"But you think you can defeat me with this kind of thing."

"Do you think these things can cause harm to Youhabach?"

Gremi Tomiu shook his head. No matter what their true thoughts were in their hearts, their outward appearance showed unquestionable loyalty. "My ability is a gift from His Majesty. It comes from His Majesty. How can it hurt His Majesty?"

"Yeah, you take the thing that can't hurt Yhwach and show off to me." Naruto clenched his hands.

The swirling wind rose violently.

The entire Colosseum began to crumble, along with the mountains nearby that had been erected by Grimmy Thomius.

"You are looking down on me."

"Or do you overestimate yourself?"

The whistling sound continues, particles are rolled up, and the world is infected with "transparency", as if the layers are deleted, leaving only the bitmap format.

Gremiel Tomeu's power is great, but it also has limitations.

It is difficult for his imagination to work on objects that do not belong to him.

Only things that are created out of thin air or touched by him will change under his imagination.

Outside the battlefield.

Kyoraku Shunsui raised his hand and held down his hat: "Is this... Bankai?"

"No." Yamamoto Genryusai immediately shook his head, "This is still the power of Shikai."

There was inevitably surprise in his eyes.

He was all too familiar with this power pattern.

A long time ago, after I mastered the power of "real fighting", I used this form of power when I used Ryujin Jakka.

just
After he gradually became stronger, he also classified the power of "real fighting" into "Shikai" and "Bankai" in order to cultivate the god of death. "Is it so powerful?" Kyoraku Shunsui lowered his head, and pressed the hat with a little more force, with a confused look in his eyes, "After going to the Soul King Palace, I can get such a big improvement."

Yamamoto Genryusai shook his head: "It's not progress, it's liberation."

Kyoraku Shunsui seemed to be thinking about something.

He could be said to be one of the first people in Soul Society to learn about Naruto's special situation.

"I'm really old." Yamamoto Genryusai sighed. He had sighed like this a long time ago, but compared to the last time, there was no "sentimental" tone in his voice. Instead, he felt relieved, accepted, and let go.

In the battlefield.

The product of Grammy Thomas's imagination was destroyed.

"Which one is his real body?" Kurama squatted on Naruto's shoulder, pulling off his clothes, and his senses passed through each "Gremire Tomme".

But no matter which one it is, the aura is exactly the same.

After searching for a long time, it couldn't find any difference between the "original" and the "clone".

Naruto shook his head.

He couldn't tell it for the time being.

The wind raged, the chains flew, the ghosts circulated, and the spells were released.

Everything he learned from the two worlds was released at this moment. In terms of attack methods, he was the most abundant among all the captains.

One by one, "Gremy Tomeu" was killed.

One after another, "Gremy Tomoe" appeared.

"It's useless." Gremi Tome and his companions said in unison, grinning and challenging. "I've already told you that my ability is to turn imagination into reality. I imagined myself, and all that exists here is me."

"You can't kill them all, and you can't kill them all."

He paused and tilted his head.

"How did you kill Haschwald?"

"I remember"

“It’s consumption.”

"Use your spiritual pressure to consume Haschwald's spiritual pressure."

"Now I'm going to do the same thing to you."

"Use my imagination to consume yours."

He never finished his declaration of victory.

Naruto interrupted him calmly, "I've found a way to kill you."

Gremi Tomoe and the others uttered "Oh" frivolously.

"Imagination is such a strange thing." Naruto sighed, "But..."

“No matter how powerful your imagination is, no matter how strange your imagination is, it must rely on reality in order for imagination to work.”

Gremi Tome looked at him: "Are you going to destroy reality?"

“It looks like something you can do.”

"But can someone like you really be so determined as to destroy the very thing you want to protect?"

Naruto shook his head: "This body of yours is also a creation of imagination."

Gremiel Tome was stunned.

Jiu Lama was also stunned.

"I have been observing you just now." Naruto said softly, and continued, "Your body structure is too delicate, even perfect."

"and"

“It’s changing.”

"In order to cope with my abilities, you imagined your own body, wishing to have tougher skin and more physical features that could adapt to the wind."

Gremi Tomeu and the others lowered their heads and looked at their bodies.

"If only the new you appeared with this feature, I might not doubt it." Naruto stretched out his hand and pressed it tightly, "But when you have this thought, the old you will also undergo this kind of physical change."

"so."

"Let me make that judgement."

Gremi Tomeu pretended to be calm: "So what?"

"Your ability is imagination, but your imagination needs a medium." Naruto continued, "If it is not you, your imagination needs to be in contact with it if it wants to change it."

"so."

"Your true self is right here, in one of your shells."

Spiritual energy surges.

"King Kong Lockdown".

The chains captured the nearest "Gremy Tome", and a breeze came like a blade, gently cutting open his brain and dissecting his body.

The fresh brain and intact internal organs are exposed.

Jiu Lama sighed.

Naruto shook his head, and the wind completely annihilated the brain.

"This is not it." He reached out and grabbed the second person.

Gremiel Tomeu's expression changed slightly.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his body heaved violently as if something was wriggling inside.

"That's terrible." But the noise soon subsided. He took a deep breath and shook his head. "I almost imagined what it would be like if you caught me and put me on the lab table for research."

"Conventional forces cannot handle you."

"That's it."

He raised his hand.

A bright and dazzling light burst out in the sky.

A meteorite suddenly appeared.

"No matter how powerful a creature is, it will appear insignificant under the power of the world." Gremi Tomu's face was a little ferocious, and he shouted, "So, can you resist this power?"

Jiu Lama raised his head and shook his head: "It's the star of heaven."

He had used this technique when fighting against Uchiha Madara.

However, compared to the technique released by Uchiha Madara, the meteorite imagined by "Gremmy Tome" is much larger.

In the distance, the Grim Reapers panicked.

"Is this the power that a Quincy can use?"

"Damn, it looks like we can't escape."

"The entire Seireitei is within its attack range."

Some people were relatively calm: "Don't worry, we are protected by the soul-blocking membrane."

But before he could finish his words, he was slapped in the face.

The meteorite hit the "soul-blocking membrane" and destroyed it easily.

Then, with great momentum, he continued to smash into the Soul Society.

“Die, die!” Gremi Tomu’s eyes widened, his expression dull, and he repeated confusing words, “Under such an attack, you can’t escape even if you want to.”

"You, the biggest obstacle to His Majesty, will come with me—"

Naruto raised his hand.

The swirling wind blew away.

"Your idea is quite good." He said softly, "but your strength is too low and your vision is too narrow. You are not a strong person, and you don't know the extent of the power of a strong person."

“Even if you can make your imagination materialize.”

"But after all, it is imagination based on your own understanding."

"Your talent determines the extent of your power."

The meteorite stopped in mid-air.

Compared with the last time, this time the blocking was much easier.

The wind broke up the meteorite bit by bit. The debris did not fall down but mixed into the wind, turning into "sand wind" that dissipated the meteorite at a faster speed.

"I have blocked a technique like this once before when I was weaker than I am now." Naruto put down his hand, and his senses rolled, leaving marks on each person. "You think you are so powerful, but you are vulnerable in front of me."

Marking the old bodies, without regard for those that are newly born.

Although this method is a bit clumsy, it is effective.

Gremiel Tomeu was still struggling.

His imagination is capable of creating endless things, but no matter whether it is mechanical weapons or magical celestial phenomena, the obstacles they can cause to Naruto are limited.

until—

Naruto cut open the body of one of them, "Gremmy Tomeu".

Unlike others.

Inside his head is a "brain" contained in a container.

There is only one brain.

"Is this its true form?" Jiu Lama stretched out his claws.

Naruto nodded, "That should be it."

"No wonder he imagines himself to have such a beautiful body."

"No wonder, even after I told him, he couldn't make any changes to his body."

What people desire most is the beautiful things that they once had but later lost, but which are taken for granted by others.

The blind long for eyes.

Incomplete people long for wholeness.

The mind without a body longs for a body.

Imagination is still in effect.

Lava, storms, ice and snow, the universe.
All the strange celestial phenomena in the world appear here one after another.

It's no use.

Naruto just squeezed lightly.

The container was broken, the brain was crushed into pulp, the only connection between imagination and reality was severed, and all the illusions were destroyed at this moment.

Gremey Thomeu dies.

His imagination died with it.

The Palace of the Spirit King.

Youhabach and his companions walked out of the beam of light.

"This is the Palace of the Spirit King." He looked into the distance at the building that was suspended in the air like a pillar. "It's really beyond my expectation."

"I thought they would cover it up properly."

"It turns out they actually built a tombstone for the Spirit King."

The several Quincies who followed him bowed their waists with pious expressions.

"Let's take this place." Yhwach said softly. He took a step forward, but suddenly stopped. "Uzumaki Naruto's speed is still as fast as ever."

"'V' has returned."

Except for Ishida Uryuu, the other Quincies felt a chill in their hearts.

They all knew what His Majesty meant by this sentence.

"This is one of my abilities." Yhwach looked at Ishida Uryuu with a kind expression, "The ability I bestow will return to my body when the user dies."

"V is Gremiel Tomeau."

"The knight I left behind to hold back Uzumaki Naruto in the Seireitei."

"I thought his abilities and his presence would cause some trouble to Uzumaki Naruto."

"But it seems that the problem of the Stern Cross Knights has also occurred in Grimmie Tome."

Yhwach glanced at the several Quincies that followed him and said, "After receiving my gift, they think that their strength is unmatched."

"Contemptuous, arrogant, and conceited."

The Quincies bowed their heads.

“Never mind, our goal has been achieved.” Yhwach held out his hand, “We have already entered the Soul King’s Palace.”

"Just let them stay to please me."

A whistling sound arose in response to his words.

A weapon like a paddle was swung.

Barrow came forward, and after a fight, they both retreated.

"How rude! You don't know where this place is and just barge in." Qilin Temple Tian Shilang, who had a crew cut, was the first to arrive. He looked at these uninvited guests with sharp eyes.

Seireitei.

Naruto shook off the sticky substance on his hand and turned to look to the side: "Captain Nirvana, he is already dead, there is no need to hide him anymore."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi emerged from behind a rock, holding a portable instrument in his hand. "It's such a pity that such a good sample was destroyed so easily by Captain Uzumaki."

"If you leave it to me"

Naruto asked back, "Can you control him?"

There are not many people in the entire Soul Society who can surpass him in terms of his unbridled imagination and ability to realize it.

at least
The Kurotsuchi Mayuri in front of him is not among them.

"It should be possible." Kurotsuchi Mayuri nodded frankly and agreed without hesitation, "Imagination comes from thinking. I happen to have a few potions in my hands that can effectively restrain this ability."

"Whether to speed up or delay"

"So, Captain Uzumaki, you should leave this good thing to me."

Naruto turned his head and waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this for now. There are more important things in front of me. Please help me contact Urahara Kisuke."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri narrowed his eyes, his expression becoming more dangerous than before: "I think I have proven it."

"I am a better person than Urahara Kisuke."

"Why did you contact him?"

Naruto said calmly, "It has something to do with the Soul King."

Mayuri was stunned.

He was an unscrupulous person, but after being imprisoned in the maggot nest, he knew very well where the bottom line was and what could not be touched.

so.
He really hasn't done any research on the subject of the "Spirit King".

(End of this chapter)