Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Chapter 321 It's all Tokiomi's fault!

"Boy, what exactly happened in Seireitei while I was away?"

Seeing Naraku, who had taken a good beating but was now bruised and swollen, Yamamoto couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

He had already determined long ago that the kid had contracted the venomous poison.

But for some reason, when a normal Grim Reaper is infected by the Void Poison, the mildest consequence is mental confusion and madness; the most severe consequence is that the soul commits suicide and disappears completely from this world.

But Narakuku is different.

He showed no signs of confusion whatsoever, let alone that his soul had committed suicide. He was full of energy and vitality, as if he had some kind of ADHD.

They can't stay still for a moment.

Moreover, it also developed characteristics that only the Void possessed.

The first thing is the feel when hitting someone.

As Naraku's teacher, Yamamoto often beat him during his daily instruction in order to teach him the Genryu technique.

I vaguely remember when I first disciplined my disciples, my strength was no different from Kyoraku's, except that I was a little more resilient.

But at some point, the fists that were hitting Naraku Sora suddenly sensed a strange change.

At first, Yamamoto thought it was his imagination.

But as time went by, he suddenly realized that some changes had occurred in Naraku Sora that he was unaware of.

Considering that everyone has their own secrets, and that his apprentice was just a bit too straightforward but was essentially very righteous.

Therefore, Yamamoto did not deliberately pursue the matter.

It wasn't until the Avici Hell was half destroyed by some brute that Yamamoto went to investigate and finally realized that Naraku Sora had mastered the power of Hollows.

If it were the old Yamamoto, he would have already put aside his own family for the greater good.

But after going through so much together, his personality had long since changed.

Originally, anyone who violated the laws of Soul Society should be punished accordingly.

Later on, as long as the bottom line wasn't crossed, it became acceptable.

Now, whatever, as long as Soul Society isn't destroyed.

Under the influence of a certain powerful figure, Yamamoto's personality threshold has been getting higher and higher.

He even had the idea of ​​trying to blur his own image.

But the idea was quickly forgotten.

As a guardian of order, a staunch conservative, and the Captain-Commander who has lived for thousands of years as a Grim Reaper, how could he be tempted by such an unjust force?

If you want to become stronger, just practice diligently.

How is becoming stronger through illegal and criminal activities any different from Naraku?!

Forcibly banishing this dangerous thought from his mind, Yamamoto turned his gaze back to Naraku Sora.

But what they saw was that the bruises and swelling on his face had completely healed.

Yamamoto's eye twitched.

Steel sheet metal, high-speed recycling—is there anything you can't do?

As the guardian of Soul Society, Yamamoto has fought countless Hollows over thousands of years.

But I've never seen any Hollow that can act like its own traitorous disciple.

Not only does it possess incredibly strong steel armor, but it also has the ability to regenerate at supersonic speeds and heal itself.

It's like a little monster.

Is the blurring effect really that powerful?

Just then, Yamamoto noticed the curious gaze directed at him. Feeling that his thoughts had been exposed, he blushed and slapped the traitor into the ground.

Angry from shame.

"I'm asking you a question!"

Naraku Sora casually dusted himself off, stroked his chin, and recounted everything about Inaba Kagerousa.

That's roughly how it went.

"The reason why the teacher's clone was killed was because, in Inaba Kagerousa's mind, the teacher was the most powerful Shinigami in Soul Society."

"He treated his teacher as his trump card, unaware that there are always mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people..."

Yamamoto's face darkened.

What do you mean?

Do you think you can beat me, kid?

"Stop talking so much nonsense."

Yamamoto snorted coldly, "I want to know about the losses and casualties suffered by the Seireitei in all aspects."

Upon hearing this, Nairoku grinned and said confidently:

"Teacher, you can rest assured about that. I have a detection circuit as a passive means that I can easily distinguish between the original body and the spirit remains, so I did not accidentally harm my own people."

"Furthermore, the new Gotei 13 has specifically instructed us to focus on control before their identities are confirmed, so casualties should be minimal."

Hearing this, Yamamoto breathed a sigh of relief, and his gaze toward Naraku Sora held a hint of satisfaction.

This brat may be a bit reckless on ordinary days, but he's quite useful in crucial moments.

There may be some discrepancies in the details, but the overall perspective is definitely not bad.

With such abilities, he is clearly qualified to serve as the captain.

After a period of further training, perhaps we can truly entrust the heavy responsibility to Naraku Sora.

"Hmph, words are no proof."

Yamamoto transformed Ryujin Jakka back into a cane, put on his Shinigami uniform top, and returned to his former appearance.

"I'm going to the First Division to check the specific intelligence. You're coming with me."

Naraku Sora hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the battlefield behind him, where the spiritual pressure was becoming increasingly chaotic, as if it were about to collapse the sky.

What about the spirits?

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto briefly released his spiritual pressure to sense it, then let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction:

"Leave it to Kyoraku and the others."

"Once this matter is settled, I will personally compare the battle records, and the worst one will be sent directly to the Eleventh Division for further training."

Naraku Sora immediately chuckled.

If I remember correctly, Kenpachi Zaraki has already mastered Shikai through his relentless training day and night.

Their current strength is many times greater than it was on the original timeline.

Let alone an ordinary captain, even Retsu Unohana couldn't beat that brute whose mind is only focused on fighting.

Come to think of it, this guy spends all his time with me, but he hasn't learned any of my refined and easygoing manners. He's truly hopeless.

Soon, the old man and the young man returned to the barracks of the First Squad.

Compared to the chaos in other places, this place is still very quiet and peaceful. Even the barracks are intact, with no damage in sight.

Seeing that the teahouse and the steward's office were exactly the same as when he left, Yamamoto's expression immediately softened.

This kid still has some conscience.

Since Chojiro Sasaki was at the 12th Division barracks, it was Genjiro Oki, the third seat of the 1st Division, who came out to greet the two.

An old man who rarely smiles.

"Lord Yuan Liuzhai, you're back."

"Ah."

"Genjiro, send all the important information from the time I was away to the office. I want to check it myself."

Upon hearing this, Genjiro Okiya was taken aback.

Then, he raised his head, cast a pitying glance at Naraku beside him, looked at him deeply, and then turned and left.

Nai Luo Kong: "?"

What kind of look was that old man giving?

I've gotten into trouble again?

That's not right. I've been doing my job diligently and haven't done anything wrong during this time.

Is something overlooked?

Naraku Sora frowned, completely baffled.

Before long, a stack of organized files was placed on the table.

Genjiro bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Genryusai, all the major events that have occurred recently are here, you..."

"Uh, take care of yourself."

Yamamoto: "?"

He glanced at his old subordinate with a strange look, and a sense of foreboding immediately arose in his heart.

Without asking any further questions, Yamamoto sat down at the table, opened the top file, and began to read it page by page.

At first, I looked a little nervous.

But when he saw the information recorded above, which was almost identical to Naraku Sora's description, he relaxed a little.

This foolish apprentice can still distinguish between what is important and what is urgent.

They didn't try to deceive or cheat me on this.

The intelligence regarding the Gotei 13 was quickly reviewed, and nothing unusual was found.

At most, the team barracks were just badly damaged.