Death: Then stood in the sky.

Are all captains in Soul Society monsters like this?

說完。

Ryugen Ishida immediately looked into the smoke and breathed a sigh of relief when he sensed that Seiji Ukitake's spiritual pressure was still present.

Even if I don't want to admit it, the fact is that I'm helpless.

It's not a difference in strength, but a difference in technique.

While it might be unrealistic to say he would definitely win in a head-on fight, Ryugen Ishida was confident he could protect himself.

The problem is that Necrophos doesn't fight itself head-on.

This guy seemed to have prepared a lot of arrangements targeting Quincy, which almost caused him and Masaki to crash and burn—if it weren't for Ukitake Seiji's arrival.

"You're not dead? It seems this is the power you've been hiding."

Nekoli stood still, frowning as she looked ahead.

There, amidst the smoke from the explosion, a figure slowly emerged.

It is Fukutake Seisaku.

There was still a burning spiritual pressure on him, but it was gradually extinguishing.

The defense wasn't breached!

The meat bomb didn't cause any damage to the opponent at all!

"Although I don't have many pieces of flesh, it's more than enough to kill a vice-captain level Grim Reaper."

"Your spiritual pressure is indeed at the captain level."

"but--"

"Aren't you getting a little too cocky?!"

Kurotsuchi suddenly reversed the height of his Zanpakuto:

"Initial release".

"Open your claws, Pissatsu Jizo."

An ominous, bone-eroding aura began to permeate the air, and a dim purple spiritual pressure swept over like a tsunami, making the surroundings incredibly viscous.

The next second, all the spiritual pressure converged and disappeared.

He held in his hand a golden Zanpakuto with three blades and a hilt shaped like a baby's face that spews out thick purple mist.

"Compared to those methods, I still prefer killing Jizo."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurotsuchi lightly waved his Zanpakuto, and with a tearing explosion, a deep trench was instantly cut into the ground.

It looks like a destructive ability.

But this was actually just a casual swing by a captain-level Grim Reaper.

Until, a thick purple fog, visible to the naked eye, began to spread.

"You have five seconds to back out." Nekomaru picked his ear with his Pissou Jizo with a look of ecstasy. "My Pissou Jizo has thousands of biological toxins. If you don't control your power, you might melt on the spot."

"But that won't do."

"After all, your bodies are my research material, and they have high research value."

As he spoke, Kurotsuchi walked over step by step, carrying his Zanpakuto. His tone seemed relaxed, but he was much more serious than before.

The ground was instantly riddled with holes from corrosion, and the crawling insects couldn't even last a second before being decomposed into juice.

"Is it Pisha Jizo?"

Aoshi frowned as he stared at the dark purple poisonous mist swirling around Nekomaru, a mist that looked ominous just by looking at it.

Because this is not a spiritual pressure attack, but a poison.

So if you get hit by it, you might also have a chance to crash and burn.

After all, I haven't reached the fusion state of the first phase yet... Wait!

Aoshi took a breath, about to use a quick step to dodge the incoming poisonous fog, but suddenly paused.

My body felt as if it were being torn apart.

The jade is burning hot.

The feeling of having your palm on your chest is...

The bottleneck is beginning to be broken, and the fusion with the Hōgyoku is deepening.

Just a little more stimulation...

Aoshi asked curiously, "Captain Nekomaru, I heard that the previous captain of the Technology Development Bureau seemed to have even better research and development skills than you. Is that true?"

Masaki Kurosaki: "???"

Ryugen Ishida: "???"

Ishida Sogen: "???"

You're provoking him at a time like this!

"..."

Nekoli fell silent.

He immediately broke down in anger and shouted, "Are you kidding me?!"

This is humiliating yourself, isn't it!

This is absolutely humiliating!

What a piece of trash Kisuke Urahara is!

Why should someone's R&D capabilities be superior to mine?

Nekoli suddenly had a strong urge to stab the other person, but it seemed unnecessary. He calmed his breathing and said, "Never mind, judging by the time it's been, your body should be unable to move by now, right?"

"what?!"

Masaki Kurosaki was shocked and immediately looked at Seiji, who was standing still. A chilling thought popped into her mind.

Could it be... that this pervert had already prepared a method to deal with Aoji?

Just how many tricks does this guy have up his sleeve?!

“Although a lot of data is missing and we haven’t studied your body, your illness should be concentrated in your internal organs.” Nekomaru grinned and tapped Aoshi’s chest from a distance, not daring to get any closer.

Remain cautious.

"So before coming to the mortal world, I specially prepared toxins that can invade the internal organs, and the effect of the medicine is to put the internal organs in a state of rapid regeneration."

The counter-strategy continues to emerge in large numbers.

Do you know what this means?

"This means your internal organs are turning into deformed lumps of flesh, taking up space in your abdominal cavity, so it will be very painful."

And, it's still as perverted as ever.

"Do you want liberation?"

Nekori moved her fingers morbidly, as if simulating an autopsy, "Then as a reward, I'll offer you to me as my experimental subject."

"Can your eyes still move? What incredible willpower, you're like a monster. I'm becoming more and more interested in your body."

"Hmm? Not only can its eyes move, but its body can also move and even make a slashing motion?"

Nekomari paused, staring in surprise at Ukitake Seiji not far ahead.

But it stopped there.

"Oh, so it seems you've realized the gap between us and have given up completely? A wise decision."

"In that case, I will help you free yourself from your pain."

Nekori smiled, gripped the Pisha Jizo tightly, and thrust it forward.

Aoshi watched this scene calmly without flinching.

The dark purple poisonous mist engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

"Aoji!"

Masaki Kurosaki's eyes instantly turned red, and she quickly discarded the static blood-activating armor on her body, replacing it with the full-power dynamic blood-activating armor.

"Hey, you idiot! Get out of the way!"

Ryugen Ishida couldn't help but shout anxiously.

Nilu stood frozen in place, motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

A smile played on Nekoma's lips as she glanced at him with a satisfied look.

Three pureblood Quincy.

Seiji Ukitake, who harbors many secrets.

In addition, there is a living Adjuchas-class Arrancar.

What a fruitful experience!

"It's over."

His mouth stretched wider and wider.

But the next moment, Nekori's smile froze on her face.

He turned around abruptly.

The viscous spiritual pressure, which had become tangible, suddenly erupted, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, radiating an extremely terrifying and suffocating sense of oppression.

The pink spiritual pressure pierced through the smoke like lightning, carrying an unparalleled impact that instantly sent Kumari flying, tumbling all the way out.

Then, with a soft "pfft".

A plume of white smoke exploded.

Before them stood a woman who resembled Nel, but was over 1.7 meters tall.

Chapter 81 Absolute Overlord

White steam filled the air.

In the shadows, a slender woman slowly emerged.

She had lake-green hair like Nel's, but now it was waist-length and draped over her taut hips, making her figure absolutely stunning.

The mask on its forehead grew a second time, transforming into broken antelope horns.

The short, light green coat she used to wear now only covers her upper abdomen due to her changed body shape, revealing her powerful and shapely abs.

Those short legs have transformed into long, strong, and fair legs.

A gentle breeze blew by.

The black numbers slowly appeared.

That is the number 3.

Nereil du Odeschvank!

At this moment, her delicate face was cold and indifferent, filled with icy killing intent.

“Nilu...you…”

Masaki Kurosaki, who was almost going berserk, stood frozen in place, unable to believe that Nel's appearance would undergo such a drastic change.

Is this still the same Nel who only cries and says she's just a nobody?

"Cough cough."

Nekori snapped her broken arm back into place, her wide eyes filled with horror.