Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 383 Soul Society

Everything in my field of vision began to spin, the surrounding environment became dreamlike, and a feeling of drowsiness washed over me.

When I opened my eyes again, the surrounding scenery had completely changed.

A variety of noisy sounds rang in my ears.

The dust and some indescribable stale smell in the air also entered my nostrils.

next moment.

"Hey! Kid! Get out of my way!"

A loud, arrogant shout suddenly came from behind.

Almost the instant the sound fell, before Luca, who had just woken up, could react, a sharp whooshing sound reached the back of his head!
"Crack~"

Before he could fully recover, Luca instinctively turned around, his waist slightly tilting to the side at the last second, his left hand flashing out backward, his five fingers precisely grabbing the attacking ankle!
"Eh??"

A deep, surprised voice came from beside him.

At this moment, Luca, who had finally fully regained consciousness, noticed.

The attacker was a burly man dressed in tattered samurai clothes, with fierce eyes and a face full of scars.

The guy's right leg was currently held in place by himself, and he was frozen in an extremely awkward position.

"You brat! Let go!"

The burly man roared and struggled desperately, veins bulging on his forehead.

The burly man, who had originally intended to kick away the brat blocking his way, was instead filled with anger and embarrassment when he saw his leg being grabbed. His face turned red with rage.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, the brat's hand gripping his ankle remained as still as a steel clamp.

The enormous difference in strength immediately made his heart sink.

However, before he could say anything, his two companions behind him laughed at him without any politeness.

"Haha, Akita, did you use all your strength on women's bellies? You can't even break free from this little brat?"

"Hahaha, what a disgrace, you idiot!"

The two men, arms crossed and faces full of schadenfreude, clearly had no intention of helping.

However, neither the burly man's distorted roar of shame and anger nor the malicious mockery of the two behind him could stir up the slightest emotional ripples in Luca.

Having just woken up, he simply looked around calmly.

A typical old Japanese building, the wood has turned black from erosion over time.

The road beneath our feet was full of potholes and mud, with garbage and sewage piled up haphazardly in the corners.

The few pedestrians scattered along the street were dressed in coarse linen clothes, their eyes darting away and looking timid.

Upon encountering the conflict scene, they immediately lowered their heads like startled quails, quickened their pace, and hurriedly fled, fearing to get involved in any trouble.

'Did he regain consciousness immediately this time?'

'But is this ancient Japan? Or is it the Rukongai of Soul Society?'

As Luca pondered, the captured samurai clearly noticed Luca's disregard for them.

The humiliation of repeatedly struggling to break free, coupled with the mockery of his companions, made his eyes bloodshot, and his reason was instantly consumed by violence!

"Go to hell, kid!"

However, the next moment, all he received in response was a cold rebuke.

"Noisy!"

The burly man, who had just raised his long sword, felt an immense force coming from his calf.

"Crack!"

A crisp, teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking rang out clearly!
"what--!!!"

The burly man named Akita only managed to utter half of his scream. Luca simply raised his arm seemingly casually, then swung it outwards slightly.

His heavy body, weighing at least two hundred pounds, was like a light, tattered sack, which he swung over his head with one hand!

next moment!
"Ugh——!"

Amidst the howling wind, the burly man's body transformed into a blurry afterimage, crashing with astonishing speed into his two companions who were still watching the show, their smiles frozen on their faces.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang.

The three people, who had collided like tumbling gourds, were sent flying backwards and crashed into an earthen wall.

The not-so-thick earthen wall collapsed with a crash, instantly burying most of the three people, and sending plumes of dust flying everywhere.

"Click~"

Reaching out, Luca caught the long sword that the burly man in the lead had flung into the air. He glanced casually at the rusty blade, which was clearly poorly maintained, and then slowly walked toward the three people trapped under the collapsed earthen wall.

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Luca's figure was already close by.

"Clap clap~"

With three lightning-fast slaps of the back of the blade, without regard for whether the three were seriously injured and unconscious from the previous impact, he directly added another blow to each of them.

If it weren't for the fact that he was new to the area and didn't know the situation, and didn't want to be accused of murder, Luca wouldn't have let these three bastards off so easily.

However, since their lives have been spared, it is only natural that a corresponding reward should be received.

With a flick of his wrist, the money pouches and samurai swords at the waists of the three men all fell into Luca's hands.

He hung all three long swords on his waist and then casually weighed the somewhat worn-out money pouch in his hand.

When Luca looked around again...

The ordinary people who were already rushing about on the street all closed their doors and hid away. There wasn't even a single bark from a dog on the entire street.

Seeing this, Luca didn't make things difficult for them. He simply tapped his feet lightly and quickly disappeared from the spot.

"Rukonkai, East 71st District? No wonder it's so dilapidated."

"But if I had known it was a place like this, I wouldn't have spared the lives of those three."

At this moment, Luca, who was already far away from the 'spawn point', was silently reciting the information he had just received.

However, he had no intention of returning to the original spot to cause trouble for those unlucky guys.

'However, being in Rukongai, the exact year and time are somewhat difficult to determine. These different Rukongas probably don't even know the time period, let alone the names of the Seireitei captains.'

Putting aside his idea of ​​investigating the plot's timeline for the time being, Luca began to quietly assess his own physical condition.

It's unclear whether this is due to the gradual strengthening of one's own spirit or simply the original cheat mechanism.

From having no independent consciousness when he first went to Conan, to barely being aware of his outsider status in the Devil May Cry world, and then directly awakening his memories in the latter half of his last trip to the '2077 world', he has been constantly moving between various companies to make profits.

This time, Luca regained his full consciousness as soon as he arrived in the world of Death, and no longer needed to worry about missing out on certain gains due to being 'AFK'.

However, Luca originally expected that he might be transported to 'Karakura Town' as a human, which is the real world in the Bleach storyline.

He was prepared to impersonate a Quincy, try to get close to Kisuke Urahara, the guy hiding in Karakura Town, and learn more of his techniques.

Unexpectedly, the cheat system bypassed the living person step and sent him directly to Soul Society in the form of a soul.

'In that case, it seems the only option is to try the path of the Grim Reaper.'

'I wonder who's in charge of the Twelfth Division's R&D department right now.'

'But I never expected that even a soul could inherit this ability.'

As he pondered, Luca looked down at his left hand.

At this moment, several pink dragon scales slowly appeared on the back of Luca's hand!
(End of this chapter)