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

Chapter 333: 342: Crazy Soul

Gremi's invitation was straightforward and simple.

Different from the "overconfident" guy in the original novel, Gremi here went into the Eighth Division before the operation began and browsed through various intelligence.

It's not just knowledge that has been supplemented.

For Gremi, the most important thing is that it broadened his understanding of the world.

The Three Realms are not simply a natural formation, but are the product of the will of a greater being, one that can even be said to be a creator.

If normal people knew about these things, they might just have thoughts like "there are always people better than you, and there are always things better than you."

But Gremi is not like that.

The 'Dreamer', who was facing this extraordinary, even mythical existence, possessed extraordinary powers, and therefore wanted to surpass 'him'.

After all, if you think about it carefully, isn't Gremi's ability to create something from nothing a kind of creation in itself?

Since the Spirit King can do it, there is no reason why I can't do it.

Although it sounds so far-fetched and unrealistic, as long as Gremi thinks of his own abilities, he has a strong urge...

He was unable to analyze his own behavior, but even so, it did not hinder his subsequent actions.

Find the soil that can allow it to grow.

Just like that, step by step, slowly... moving towards the direction called the Creator.

And this kind of thought is exactly the reason why Gremi can stand here at this moment.

Time returned to the present, and after hearing Gremi's words and invitation...

Kurotsuchi Mayuri did not respond immediately.

He seemed to fully respect this proposal and showed a thoughtful expression.

The smile on Gremi's face became more playful, as if he had seen the other party give in and finally compromise with him. He opened his mouth slightly...

But he couldn't utter even a single word.

A hoarse buzzing sound came from far away and rushed straight towards him.

boom! ! !
The pitch-black torrent completely engulfed Gremi's figure until he completely disappeared in the rushing torrent...

"What? That arrogant guy can look so embarrassed? Haha, it turns out that the longer you live, the more interesting things you can see."

Quite an enthusiastic tone.

He exudes a quality called 'madness', and has a similar flamboyant nature to Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

As the smoke dissipated on one side of the laboratory, the high wall collapsed.

A handsome man with an inhuman look was walking slowly into the laboratory with calm and complacent steps.

"Kurobuta Mayuri, I didn't expect you to look up to others like this~"

With long pink hair and fitted and decent clothes... he had a unique look that made him stand out from the other death gods around him. He half-raised his right hand, supporting his face with a mocking smile.

"I really want to interview you. How are you feeling now..."

Sal Apollo Granz.

Originally one of the Ten Blades, Eight.

After the battle at Karakura Town, he was also recruited into Arima Shizuya's Hougyoku Project, thus becoming a 'permanent Arrancar' in Soul Society.

Similar to several other 'colleagues', the fact that Sal Apollo can appear in such a place is essentially a symbol of cooperation.

Sar Apollo fought alongside the 12th Division and was also one of the experimental subjects mentioned by Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

At this moment, facing Sar Apollo's mocking tone, Kurotsuchi Mayuri just remained silent and twisted his body continuously.

The body, which had completely collapsed, now made buzzing sounds like firecrackers.

It was as if a melted popsicle was refrozen and reshaped into its original shape... Kurotsuchi Mayuri stood up again under the jaw-dropping sound, and finally returned to his original state.

Without paying any attention to the guy next to him, he just groaned and looked down at his limbs.

"I see."

"If the attention is dispersed or diverted, will the things that were originally maintained lose their effect?"

"That is really...precious and precious experimental data."

What do you say?
Gremi.

It floated silently beside the two of them, like a ghost emerging from the shadows.

Gremi was floating in the air, and his expression had become somewhat frozen at some point, no longer as casual and playful as before.

"Arrancar? Another rat that appeared from nowhere."

"The so-called Soul Society seems to be similar. There are filth and dirt everywhere..."

"If you refuse this invitation just because you are arrogant, Mayuri, I think you will regret it."

Gremi stretched out his right hand.

He stared down at the captain of the 12th Division not far away and repeated his previous words once again.

"This is your last chance, Mayuri."

"I admire your abilities and think you are qualified to be my assistant."

"This is also an ultimatum. As the saying goes, Buddha only smiles once... This is exactly what I am talking about."

Sal Apollo couldn't help but snort softly. He closed his eyes slightly, then adjusted his glasses and spoke to the person beside him as if urging him.

"Hey, Captain, where's your reply? I'm seriously trying to recruit you~"

"Shut up, you stinky, androgynous, wretch."

"Varied……"

What is the so-called answer for Mayuri Kurotsuchi?

Of course it is...

No.

"You guy, I really don't know whether to say that you have read too much useless knowledge, or that you simply don't have a good brain."

He turned sideways, raised the Zanpakutō at his waist, and grasped it in his hand.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri had a calm expression. He spread out the five fingers of his left hand and moved them to the tail of his Zanpakutō...

Until it is completely grasped and closed.

goo...

A distorted scream erupted from the head at the end, along with a spiritual pressure that was enough to attract people's attention. Kurotsuchi Mayuri's tone gradually became higher.

"Faced with the enemy, you actually wanted to hold back and recruit him. This kind of attitude of a superior is really annoying... But I have to say that your carelessness and negligence did give me a perfect opportunity."

You should be grateful.

But also quite annoying.

As for what this guy said...

Create life? Surpass the Soul King?

That kind of thing is simply like a dark history.

For Mayuri Kurotsuchi, he seemed to see some extremely unpleasant qualities in Gremmy...

Is it like someone who once overestimated his own abilities and attempted to surpass everything and be above all other living beings through the power of research?

"I gave up such thoughts more than a hundred years ago. Hearing these words again makes me worry about your mental state."

Sal Apollo beside him chuckled and agreed.

"Technology without beauty and value is meaningless." The Arrancar present did almost the same thing as Kurotsuchi Mayuri. He raised the long blade at his waist horizontally in his hand, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

The two statements filled with madness were, at this moment, entangled tightly together like mating pythons.

"The solution to the swastika is the golden scourge that kills Ksitigarbha."

"Sip it, evil concubine."

……

"Have all the members withdrawn?!"

At this moment, Ajin was so anxious that he was sweating all over.

Because the damage to the 12th Division was far beyond imagination, even if they had made the fastest emergency preparations and used corresponding countermeasures...

At this moment, nearly a quarter of the team members are still out of contact.

Losing contact in this situation is essentially a way of expressing distress...but Akon cannot accept this reality.

From the establishment of the Technology Development Bureau to the present day, the 12th Division has never suffered such a serious trauma.

You could call it self-escape, but at this moment Ajin was still urging other team members to organize a team as soon as possible to start the rescue.

"Akon-san, oysters touching oysters!"

"Don't be ridiculous, at a time like this..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Because the spiritual pressure that was rising steadily was like wave after wave of terrifying ocean waves, constantly washing over and beating the minds of everyone present.

It seemed as if something invisible but terrifying was rapidly taking shape...

This forced Ajin to stop pursuing the matter and instead look at the place beside him.

There.

It was originally the territory of the 12th Division and is also the headquarters of the Technical Development Bureau.

Area, internal facilities, research projects...

Although Nie Yinmeng is nominally the vice-captain, in reality, he is in charge of all related matters, including the personnel allocation and entry and exit of the team, interviews, etc.

It was Ah who recently did the first-hand "operation".

He is the golden deputy of the 12th Division, and has also devoted himself wholeheartedly to this experimental site of Soul Society.

however.

At this moment.

However, he witnessed with his own eyes that the Technology Development Bureau was being destroyed.

The pink ball of light that expanded, along with the azure spiritual energy turbulence that accompanied it, was like a balloon that had broken free of its restraints, completely tearing the entire laboratory apart...

"Mr. Akin, be careful!"

The person next to him quickly grabbed A Jin, who fell to the ground with a dazed look on his face, but his eyes did not waver at all.

Technical Research and Development Agency...

It, it it it...it's just gone like that?!

A sense of loss as if all his life's efforts had been wasted filled his heart, causing his throat to suddenly tighten and his breathing to become much faster.

It’s also very fast…

“Wow! Mr. Akon is vomiting blood… someone come quickly!”

Standing on the 'ruins' of the Technology Development Bureau.

The three parties that are confronting each other at this moment also show different postures.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who was riding the golden Jizo, was the most ostentatious one. Jizo in the Bankai form had turned into a silkworm that was magnified countless times. At this moment, he was standing in the air, looking ferocious and terrifying.

The Sar Apollo on the other side was also released by the blade and returned to its original state...

As it should be.

However, the other party showed a more terrifying posture at this moment.

The clothes on the body merged with the skin, sticking tightly to it, becoming a completely adhered substance.

Bright and vivid pink and red lines were densely covered and twisted on his body, forming a very sharp contrast with the pale skin.

At the waist, a skirt armor device similar to petals bloomed, but at the same time it had the texture and feel of flesh... The spreading 'tail' was long and ostentatious, with strange eyeball-like shapes on it.

Such a strange, even 'enchanting' appearance made Gremi unable to help but take a few more glances at it.

He obviously sensed something was 'wrong'.

"This form of yours is not the same as before, right?"

The database of the Eighth Division is all-encompassing, and among them, the group called Arrancar is indeed recorded there, and was also browsed and recorded by Gremmy.

Based on the appearance and body shape described therein, Gremi believed that the current 'current situation' was far from what was described.

Sal Apollo raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a rather surprised expression.

His facial features trembled for a moment, and then... he squeezed out an expression similar to sarcasm.

"I never thought that a nobody like me would be valued by the Stern Cross Knights... I feel deeply honored."

As for this appearance.

"I should thank the generous and selfless Arima-sama. Without his research and dedication, I would never have been able to reach this point."

"I'm really moved to think that someone would go to such lengths to help a group of disabled people like us..."

"Even a cold-blooded guy like me can't help but burst into tears just thinking about these things~"

That being said.

However, Sal Apollo did not show the slightest trace of sadness.

Even as he spoke, his tone gradually rose until it became high-pitched.

"So no matter how reluctant I am, I have to repay the effort."

Slightly opening his right hand, the smile on Sal Apollo's face became somewhat 'dangerous'... just like a poisonous snake curling up its body and sticking out its tongue when preparing to attack.

This extremely clear "attack posture" was also the reason why Gremi focused his attention on it.

"Are you going to attack me? You are such a fool..."

All he had to do was give in, but he chose to do this thankless behavior.

But it's just something like an ant.

Graymere closed his eyes.

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

A scene appeared in my mind where bones, flesh, skin...all turned into blood.

Imagination came into contact with reality, and soon, the expected screams came from my ears.

Gremi slowly opened his eyes, and like a saint who was about to see a tragic scene, he showed an expression that was almost regretful.

however……

What came into view were two crazy and playful faces.

Two guys with completely different backgrounds but similar personalities were looking at him unharmed.