I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

Blue light flowed and condensed between the cracks in Mizhen's mask, growing brighter and brighter like dazzling fireworks. The immense spiritual pressure that almost suffocated Shubert and Angato Tensei gradually intensified, then transformed into a cylindrical cannonball that slammed into the former!

An explosion, far more violent than the two attacks that had lasted for half a day, slowly rose.

"Humph……"

Mima glanced at Schubert, whose entire upper body had turned charcoal-colored, with some surprise.

Although he held back a lot of his strength for fear of killing the guy outright, the blow that was powerful enough to pierce a small mountain only burned most of his skin black, and he didn't even lose consciousness.

Sky-blue patterns, following the distribution of blood vessels, appeared on Schubert's body, as if it was this very thing that protected him.

A blood-retaining outfit? Interesting.

It seems he underestimated this ability before—if Schubert's Bloodlust Armor level isn't outstanding, it means this thing can provide much more defense than the Void's Steel Skin.

"What, is that all you've got?"

After scoffing, Mima casually tossed the two of them to the ground.

I feel a little disappointed.

Are these the only people in Hell? These two probably don't represent the highest level of Hell, right?

If that's all there is to it, even if a hundred or two come at once, it would just be a suicide mission... The Seireitei wouldn't even need to mobilize; he and Aizen could easily wipe them out in a single strike. Any invasion would just be a huge joke.

So the problem might be that...

Mima's eyes narrowed as she stared at the strange phenomenon occurring on Schubert.

His injuries are healing rapidly!

There was nothing healing him, but the charred tissue on his body, which had been burned to a crisp by Mi Zhen, gradually returned to its original state as if time had reversed. Judging from this trend, it would take no more than ten seconds for him to be completely restored to his original state.

What's even stranger is...

After the barrage of attacks, the spiritual pressure of these two seemed to have not been depleted at all.

No, it's not that there's no consumption, but rather that the recovery speed is unusually fast; at first glance, it's almost as if the mana is locked.

Is this also a characteristic of those who are cursed by hell?

If that's the case, it's very troublesome. It's like a normal person fighting a cheater. Even if the cheater is bad at the game and has low strength, you just can't kill him. Sooner or later, you'll have a mental breakdown.

Let's try again.

If it's just immortality in the conventional sense, then it's not impossible to deal with.

Mi Zhen stood there with his arms crossed, looking at Xiu Beierte and An Heduotianjing with disdain. Then he stretched out his right hand, made a provocative gesture, and sneered, "It seems that your strength is not enough to support your temper."

The two hellish wretches immediately became enraged.

To say that this group of people had long since developed a fearless spirit (of course, this is just an adjective) – a group of people who are not even afraid of death, you can't expect them to still have any reverence for the strong. Anhe Duotianjing, who died a relatively short time ago, is not so bad, but Xiubeierte is quite impressive. Since being burned to death by the old man of the mountain, he has been in hell for more than eight hundred years, and has been chased and killed by the hell guards countless times. His mental state has long been highly distorted, and he especially cannot stand being looked down upon by others.

Chapter 201: The Quincy's Final Form

In other words, it's a powder keg!

But then again... shouldn't this guy be trapped in Ryujin Jakka? Does that mean the people imprisoned in the Ten Trillion Death Burial Array also go to hell?

I don’t understand…

"Really? You think I'm weak?!"

Schubert scrambled to his feet, roaring in an extremely furious voice, "Then let me show you this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an immense spiritual power suddenly erupted from his body, almost blindingly so. Azure light shot out from his back like a jet, then gradually dispersed, forming a wondrous shape resembling wings.

The spiritual pressure suddenly surged in an instant!

Five times... no, more than seven times!

Mizhen squinted, looking at the somewhat familiar shape with some confusion.

Could it be... the final form of the Quincy?

It's not the Holy Eucharist, because the Holy Eucharist was invented by Yhwach later, and how could this guy who died nearly a thousand years ago possibly use such a thing?

That should be the traditional Quincy final form, the self-destruct skill known as Mugetsu that turns someone into a cripple after using it once.

This...it's open already? Aren't you going to reconsider?

You have to understand, this is the real world... Even if you activate this form, there aren't that many spiritual particles for you to exploit, right?

And what's really strange... Don't old Quincy need to use the Spirit Dispersal Gloves to cast a spell when using this thing? Isn't it a bit much to just release it so casually? Ishida Uryu would definitely cry if he saw this!

In essence, the Quincy's final form is actually a loan to become stronger. They burn all their spiritual power in a short time in a burst-like manner, thereby gaining enormous power beyond reason. Their speed, strength, senses, and even control over spiritual particles will be greatly enhanced, just like normalizing the "Saintly".

However, an explosion is still an explosion, and a slight misstep can drain one's life force. That's why Quincy need to use their Saints to control a large amount of external spiritual particles when activating their final form, in order to ensure a period of sustained combat. For this reason, Quincy only use this technique in areas with extremely high spiritual particle density, such as Hueco Mundo or Soul Society, otherwise it would be no different from self-destruction.

Incidentally, he saw all these things in Shikatori Hakunsai's memories. During the Quincy War, many Quincy couldn't keep up with the fight and resorted to self-destruction, which caused considerable losses to the Seireitei. Therefore, he had a particularly deep impression of these things.

So here's the question: why would this guy activate this self-destruct mode without hesitation?

Is his temper too fiery? Or perhaps... he could somehow avoid the negative effects of the Quincy's final form?

Before Mi Zhen could finish his thought, a light arrow, far faster and more powerful than before, shot towards his brow with a loud whooshing sound.

Hmm... this doesn't seem like something I can just brag about and accept.

Mizhen maintained her calm and composed expression (although the mask prevented the other side from seeing, she had to go all out with the act), raised her hand, casually pinched the arrow between two fingers, and then crushed it with her bare hands.

The increase in power is very obvious. The Holy Arrow just now could at most leave a white mark on him, but after being enhanced by the Quincy's final form, a single shot can already cut a small wound.

It should not be underestimated.

"Seems like nothing special." He sneered. "Just because you have wings doesn't mean you can fly to the sky. You're just making a fool of yourself."

"what?"

Schubert, with a single wing on his back, stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

The final form of the Holy Arrow of Annihilation was caught so easily? How is that possible?!

Judging from the spiritual pressure characteristics of the mask on this guy's face, it should be a Hollow or at least something related to Hollows. But he has already fought against dozens of Adjuchas and even two Vastodes in Hell. Even a top-level Hollow like Steelhide wouldn't have such exaggerated defensive capabilities.

Damn it, what new monster has appeared in the Three Realms now...?

Mizhen had no idea what he was thinking, but if she did, she would definitely burst out laughing.

As is well known, one cannot generalize between different types of Hollows.

Can Grimmjow and Ruby be compared, even though they are both Adjuchas? Even among the Vastodes, there are stark contrasts like Stark and Nel.

Based on past impressions, the hardness of his steel armor should be not far from that of the current Szayelaporro, who was capable of fighting Kenpachi Zaraki to the death when he was halfway through his unsealing. How could a Quincy who is long outdated be able to break through his defenses with his ultimate move?

—But then again, the steel sheet is really useful.

Although its potential can't compare to the Bloodstained Armor, its advantage lies in the fact that it's a passive ability that's maintained in a normal state. Unlike Quincy or Shinigami, it doesn't require him to be distracted and maintain a defensive stance. After being a squishy character for over twenty years, Steel Armor truly gave him a great sense of security. If it weren't for the fact that it could only be used in Hollowfication, Mi would have loved to put on ten or eight layers of it all at once.

Then, he casually swatted away the second arrow, and after confirming its strength, he simply didn't bother to move, using his mask to catch the third and fourth arrows.

To be fair, this mask is the toughest part of his body right now. Unlike Ichigo Kurosaki, whose mask shatters into pieces during fights, his mask is an extremely excellent piece of armor. Its toughness is so high that even he himself has to use his ultimate move to cut it open.

Of course, he only used this method to increase the psychological pressure on the two opponents. It did not mean that he had given up thinking. For example, he had long realized that Anhe Duotianjing was up to something and noticed that the fragments of Shubert's Holy Arrow were arranged in a very regular shape under his feet, but he did not care.

It was just a test, and it would be best to figure out the color of their underwear. Anyway, these two couldn't possibly have any superhuman abilities, otherwise how could Old Man Shan and Shi Tan have killed them so easily?

If you have time to remove the guaranteed minimum, you can win even if you play with your feet.

Sure enough, as he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, Anhe Duotianjing suddenly emitted a bright green light!

Under the green light, the honest-looking middle-aged man became ferocious, as if countless insects were crawling through his veins, and the muscles of his entire face were contorted. But he still pointed at Mi Zhen and shouted, "Score! Settlement—37!"

Um? What's the meaning?

37? Isn't that exactly the number of fireballs that hit me?

Mi Zhen frowned and immediately felt a strange fluctuation originating from within his body, as if his flesh and blood had suddenly begun to repel each other. A "crack" in the center of his chest suddenly appeared and then gradually expanded until it opened up a wound exactly thirty-seven centimeters long on his chest.

But... it seems like that's the end of it?

It must be some kind of curse-like ability. To be honest, the bones also had a tendency to split, but they stopped when his spiritual pressure swept over them.

For a superficial injury of this severity, there's no need to even consider time-consuming repairs; the super-fast regeneration system can heal it in a couple of runs.

That's it? Surely not?

But seeing Anga Tensei's pained expression, as if he had been suffering from constipation for ten years, Mima decided to give him some face. So he constructed several ghost paths within his body, squeezed out about four or five hundred milliliters of blood, and shot it out of his body with a splashing force, while his body also swayed slightly.

"What...what did you do?!"

Mima asked in an incredulous and slightly weak tone—of course, the doubt was genuine; he truly didn't know what Angato Tensei had done, but he had simply added a bit of theatrics to the story.

Seeing that his opponent had been "severely injured," Anga Taten was overjoyed and immediately shouted.

"Schubert! Hurry!"

"Ugh, so annoying—" Schubert snorted, raised his hand, and shouted, "Sanctuary Praise, Sixth Form—Azure Fire Rain!!"

In the next instant, the fragments of the Sacred Annihilation Arrow scattered around Mima floated up under Schubert's manipulation, transforming into a pillar with a pentagram and a ring at the top, surrounding Mima within it, and then shining brightly!

The azure spiritual flames condensed from the pentagram, then transformed into dense, fine needles, multiplying to tens of thousands in an instant. Then, with a gesture from Schubert, these "fire rains" rushed towards Mi Zhen, enveloping his entire body in the attack range.

Tens of thousands of tiny explosions were generated within the ring formed by the five pillars.

To say that Mima didn't care at all would be a bit impolite. In fact, the power of these flaming needles was quite good, at least half the level of the initial Holy Annihilation Arrow—in other words, they couldn't break through defenses and were just scratching the surface.

However, its purpose was clearly not to "kill enemies with force," but rather to serve other functions.

The nature of this thing is very interesting. Although it is fire, it does not kill enemies by burning or exploding... How should I put it, they trigger Yama's spiritual pressure to produce "spontaneous combustion". About two fire needles can consume the spiritual pressure equivalent to Yama using one of his Hadoku 1: Rush. When there are tens of thousands of them, the effect is even more terrifying.

To put it simply, if Kenshi were to take this hit, he would probably be severely injured on the spot.

It has to be said that the Quincy are quite skilled.

But he chose the wrong opponent...

However, if you include all three bodies, Mima's current total spiritual pressure has reached an astonishing fifty carts. Even if he does nothing but stand still and wait for this set of skills to finish, he will only lose less than one-eighth of his spiritual pressure, which is basically the same as being completely unharmed.

Chapter 202: Resurrection Armor is being given away for free!

Considering that he should give his opponent some dignity, Mizhen consciously transferred most of his spiritual pressure to his other two bodies, causing his own aura to weaken uncontrollably.

As expected, Schubert fell for it, and his face immediately lit up with a look of great joy.