Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"On the surface, he was there to report on the progress of the experiment, but his small eyes kept glancing at someone."

"Both you and your daughter are dishonest people."

"Master Zhenyue, I..."

Just as Nie Yinmeng was about to speak, she was interrupted by a hoarse voice:

"Captain Shingetsu, talking badly about others behind their backs is hardly polite behavior!"

Aozaki Mayuki heard that familiar voice.

Sure enough, when I turned my head, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's bizarre face appeared before me.

Aozaki Mayuki curled her lip in disdain and said:

"Did I say something wrong? Why are you in such a hurry to interrupt me?"

With a long face, Mayuri Kurotsuchi explained in a stiff tone:

"I'm not trying to interrupt your conversation, I just happen to need to talk to you about something."

Aozaki Mayuki rolled her eyes.

Who would believe your nonsense!

Your little eyes kept glancing at my wife, and you still dare to say you don't care?

Aozaki Mayuki hummed smugly twice.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi must be very disappointed.

After all, his little cabbage had been raised so well by him that it was fair and tender, and there was absolutely no reason for it to leave him.

However, at that moment, Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned his gaze toward his laboratory and tilted his head slightly.

Upon seeing this, Aozaki Mayuki immediately dropped her playful expression and frowned deeply.

"Any progress?"

Aozaki Mayuki asked curiously.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded slightly and said in an annoyed tone:

"Otherwise what? If there's no progress, why would I come to you?"

"You really think I have nothing better to do all day?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi led them to the laboratory dedicated to the deputy director of the Technology Development Bureau.

"This is the technology that leads to the Invisible Empire?"

Aozaki Mayuki asked, looking at the constantly flickering screen in front of her.

"Yes."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded, and then continued:

"However, after years of research, I have discovered that the invisible empire you mentioned is not in the shadow of Seireitei."

"Not here? Then where could it be?"

Aozaki Mayuki frowned and muttered to herself.

“The shadows are just the surface; those Quincy actually used shadows as a medium to construct a huge alternate dimension.”

Mayuri Kurotsuchi pointed to the constantly flickering screen and explained,

"This space is comparable to the entire Seireitei, existing simultaneously with it without interfering with it. The shadow is merely a passageway to that world."

"I went to that world and took a look; they really are a terrifying bunch."

"If I hadn't recently modified Ashisogi Jizo into Bankai, I probably would have had to change my body."

"I never imagined that the losers from a thousand years ago would possess such power. This risky incursion was a complete miscalculation."

"If those guys were to storm the Seireitei now, it would probably cause a lot of trouble."

Aozaki Mayuki stroked her chin thoughtfully and said:

"So that's how it is. No wonder the Rain Dew Pomegranate's ability was useless; it turns out it was in another dimension."

He certainly used his own methods to search for the existence of the invisible empire.

The rain-dew-covered pomegranate is one of them.

He used the power of the Rain Dew Pomegranate to merge himself with the entire Soul Society, exploring the shadow of the Seireitei but finding nothing.

Indeed, this kind of thing still needs to be done by professionals.

"That space was constructed by Quincy using the abilities associated with spirit particles."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked at the archway-shaped machine on the ground and then said:

"By passing through this specially designed interdimensional gate, one can manipulate the spiritual particles in the shadows, open the boundaries between worlds, and achieve the purpose of transcending boundaries."

"The affiliation of the spirit particles?" Aozaki Mayuki's eyes lit up. "Show me the detailed information."

"He's definitely a cautious guy... Here you go."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi handed over a document, waited a while, and then continued:

"Should we go now? I can go and activate the machine."

He couldn't wait to study which pure-blooded Quincy were.

“We don’t need that machine anymore.” Aozaki Mayuki shook her head. “I can do it myself.”

Spiritual particle affiliation, simply put, is manipulating spiritual particles.

He has the ability himself, so he doesn't need that door at all. All he needs to do is master the method of using this ability to cross the boundary.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked at him with a face full of question marks.

You're telling me I don't need something I've been researching for decades?

Don't I have any pride?

Apologize for all the hard work I've done over the years, you bastard who kidnapped someone's daughter!!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I would be eternally grateful for anything you ask for.

Chapter 295 The King of Quincy

As night fell, Aozaki Mayuki slowly opened her eyes.

He stretched and sat up from the ground, then stepped on a shadow in the corner.

next moment,

The dark shadow seemed to come alive, growing rapidly like tentacles and wrapping around Aozaki Mayuki's ankle, then pulling him into it.

Aozaki Mayuki's body gradually sank until it disappeared completely.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a huge palace covered in ice.

The front entrance consists of two broken arched columns resembling ivory towers.

Behind the pillars is a magnificent building with a cross pattern.

Below the palace lies a vast complex of buildings covered in ice and a towering clock tower reaching into the clouds.

"This place is so boring!"

Looking at the scenery around him, Aozaki Mayuki couldn't help but frown slightly.

There are many buildings here, but their colors are monotonous.

The structure, dominated by ice, snow, and rock, gives the entire space a desolate feel.

Living in such an isolated environment can easily drive a person insane.

It's no wonder that the Quincy in the Wandenreich are so strange; it's probably inseparable from the influence of their environment.

Take Aozaki Mayuki's current location as an example...

Ahead were sparsely populated clusters of houses, and behind them were desolate rocks and barren mountains, with nothing else in sight.

It was the environment he hated the most.

Who are you?

A sharp shout rang out, filled with hostility and vigilance.

"That outfit looks like the Grim Reaper? Damn it, how dare he come here?!"

Another voice followed closely behind, its tone angry and provocative.

"That bastard got away last time, but we've run into another one this time. We're so lucky!"

The last voice carried a clear tone of mockery and disdain.

Three voices came from different directions, accompanied by bursts of teasing laughter.

They were three men dressed in white robes.

Their eyes gleamed with mockery and contempt, as if they were laughing at the arrogant Grim Reaper before them.

However, deep in their eyes, an undisguised murderous intent was revealed.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, showing no mercy whatsoever.

"You're already shouting for blood right from the start. Looks like you really hate Death."

Aozaki Mayuki shook her head helplessly and gently spread her hands.

His voice was calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the three people in front of him at all.

"Well... that makes sense, after all, your emperor was killed by the old man, so it's understandable."

Aozaki Mayuki continued, a faint smile playing on her lips.

His words were relaxed and casual, as if he were talking about something trivial.

But the deeper meaning it contained made the faces of the three people opposite them turn extremely gloomy.