Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 243: 242: Farewell, Hateful Death
dong... dong... dong...

The melodious sound, symbolizing the approach of dusk and the end of the day, now echoes over this promised land.

The crows began to cry and flap their wings.

A shadow hovering in the sky appeared, causing Yuglan Hasward to half raise his head as he walked through the corridor.

"..."

For the One whom they believe in and regard as the Supreme, to follow good and bad fortune is a blind act.

But only at this moment.

Huglan Haschwald lowered his head.

The blond man's face was bitter, and the disappointment in his eyes was so strong that it could not be hidden.

Sighing helplessly.

"How unfortunate..."

Walk all the way until you reach the door of the main hall.

Under the arched gate is the grand and majestic architectural outline.

It is enough to reflect one's own body, paving a transparent and bright road surface, with the remnants of the tapping of heels and the subsequent crisp echoes.

Hasward gazed at the tallest and most majestic palace in this invisible empire, and at this moment he lowered his head.

Half kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, all preparations for leaving Soul Society are complete."

Under this empty dome, Haschwalth's voice lingered until it completely disappeared after a long time.

Subsequently.

A certain monster that had been sleeping here opened its eyes.

"Is it... Haschwalth...?"

Hoarse, rough voice.

It was as if he hadn't spoken for too long, and even when he uttered only short syllables, he sounded unusually awkward.

It's like the babbling of a baby, which is even funny to others.

just.

Haschwald was not moved at all.

He just kept his head down, his body as motionless as a rock.

It was as if they were waiting for the trial and verdict.

Until a thick black fog crept up above the bright and clean hall...

"Hass...Ward."

"I had a dream..."

"That child... used a force that I couldn't resist and took my body..."

"Cut it in two."

"The ideal of integrating the three realms is shattered."

"We have lost our power, our lives, everything we have so far."

"That touching and complicated child got everything and found his own happiness."

"What a touching story...don't you think so?"

"Hasward."

My thoughts became clearer as I spoke.

The dizzy head began to recover bit by bit with the rhythm of breathing.

Awakened from a dream.

It is more like a drowning person suddenly floating up.

A pair of eyes filled with brutality and blood suddenly opened in the hall at this moment.

Facing such pressure.

Hasward simply buried his head deeper and spoke in an extremely calm tone.

"It was only a dream, Your Highness."

Without the added bonus of omniscience and omnipotence, the so-called dream itself has no reference value.

however.

This answer was totally unacceptable to the tyrant.

"Not at all, Haschwald."

He stood up.

The King of the Quincy, with a pitch-black cape tightly clasped on his chest and a solemn look on his face, is dressed majestically.

Walk down the stairs slowly.

"The world has its own logic... It doesn't make sense, and I hate it."

"But this is also a creation of my father, a manifestation of his will."

"Since we want to overthrow it, we need to study it and understand it thoroughly."

The abandoned people.

His lofty spirit has never been erased after thousands of years.

"My dream does not represent the ability of foreknowledge, but it must have its purpose."

"Therefore, my son..."

"Hastwald."

Call him by his first name.

In just this moment, Yuglan Hasward completely closed his eyes and surrendered his body.

"I'm here, Your Majesty."

"Go find the child in my dream and bring him... to me."

That is the singularity that stirs the celestial phenomena and shatters destiny.

No matter how disdainful you are in your heart, you may think that this is just an unfounded fantasy.

Yhwach was still unwilling to take that one in ten million risk and experience another heart-wrenching failure.

A thousand-year-old wish.

It must not be delayed until the next reincarnation.

Huguen Hasward had no angle or room for rebuttal. He was a guard loyal to the tyrant and one of the numbers closest to holiness.

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

Respond and obey orders.

This is Haswald's duty and what he should do.

Yhwach stood in front of him, his condescending gaze moving from the man's face to the distant sky.

As drowsy as the end of the world.

The shadow called night crept in bit by bit and began to paint the sky with its own color.

There isn't much time left.

Then take this last bit of time, briefly and for a moment...

Let’s discuss this sudden change.

"Hastwald..."

"I'm here, Your Majesty."

"How do you view this sudden mutation?"

The expression of Huglan Hasward, who was kneeling on the ground, moved slightly. It seemed that nothing could affect his mood, but only at this moment did it ripple.

Without waiting for Haschwalth's reply, Yhwach walked forward slowly...

Passing by each other.

"I don't like this gloomy sky."

"It's like the color of blood after being soaked in running water..."

"Just one glance can make people recall the scenes from thousands of years ago."

Such tragic failure and pain are like a deadly poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, causing pain all the time.

"I thought that former evil spirits, butchers like Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, would also grow old."

"But...I never thought of it."

"Someone will emerge who can inherit his will."

There was a brief pause.

Subsequently.

Yhwach calmly raised his right hand, raised his index finger slightly, and pointed towards the distant sky.

"No, maybe I still underestimated the other party..."

"After all, with Yamamoto's ability, he will definitely not be able to discover our whereabouts."

"Not to mention this ability that can penetrate the shadows and harm our residence."

As Youhabach finished speaking, Haschwalth stood up again and saw...

It was floating in the air, flickering like a firefly.

They are tiny and tiny, like ants with wings... they look so humble and tiny.

I never cared about these things.

These tiny objects densely filling the air were already coming towards him.

Like the center of a spiral.

chi chi chi...

A faint echo came from the air, accompanied by waves of subtle and burning pain.

Let Haschwalth remain silent and lower his head at this moment.

He saw his clothes that were burned and had many holes in them. He also caught a glimpse of his exposed skin, which was slightly curled due to the high temperature.

It turned out to be the case.

It’s Mars…

Although there are many ways to deal with this crisis, the most important thing at the moment is not your own safety.

Yhwach is the focus of the Invisible Empire.

Putting the other party's safety at the top of his mind, Hasward took half a step forward and waved his left hand.

The ball of light that enveloped the other person was swept aside.

"Your Majesty, the other personnel have already completed the transfer. Now we are the only ones left here, please hurry up..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Still standing there, as if unmoved at all, Yhwach spoke softly at this moment.

"Look, look over there."

"Hastwald..."

"Our hometown has begun to burn."

Haschwald looked up subconsciously.

I saw...

The so-called sky.

It's like it has turned into a tattered curtain.

The stars flying in the air were pasted on this unrealistic sky, trying their best to light up the dim sky.

The dull orange-red began to change.

Gradually it turned into a dazzling and bright red.

The faint smell of burning was dispersed in the air in fragments.

Along with the continuous peeling off from the air, something fell down... like charcoal fragments.

The entire Invisible Empire also fell into a more "bright" state at this moment.

It is not the rising of the sun which has already set.

But the whole world was silently ignited at this moment and began to disappear bit by bit.

Buildings, trees, sky, life...

Everything that was related or unrelated to each other was burned to ashes at this moment.

Constantly ravaged and destroyed by this force.

In the end, the so-called heaven and earth will merge into one.

Until he returned, he completely turned into that confused 'one'.

Faced with such power, even someone as knowledgeable as Yhwach showed a look of concern.

"Set a world on fire and burn it to ashes."

"Haschwald, to be able to do this..."

"Can you still say that the other party is a so-called unknown person?"

Facing Yhwach's emotion, Haschwald pondered for a while.

Then he raised his head and spoke in a tone that was neither arrogant nor humble.

"I just think that the other party is not to be feared."

"I see. Do you think you are not inferior to him?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the gloomy and arbitrary tyrant showed a temperament called calmness at this moment.

What he wanted to hear was never discouraging words.

Instead, it was words like Haschwald's, full of confidence and calmness.

Thousands of years of accumulation and counterattack cannot be destroyed in such a simple way.

But it just destroyed a place to stay.

But just...

"It's just that there is one more troublesome person like Yamamoto."

Yhwach turned around, waving the cloak on his shoulders, and the wind and waves he created blew away all the sparks around him.

"Hastwald, let's go."

"To our new empire, to another promised land."

"The number of saints will not change because of such a small and weak struggle."

Wait until the next 'nine' comes.

"We will return here."

"At the right time..."

“It will conquer the world.”

Then.

Farewell, hateful god of death.

PS: I will update later

(End of this chapter)