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Even the 卍禁 couldn't restrain it, and the black coffin that withstood its full power showed no scars. What other power could cause harm to it?

No, at least they alone could not suppress this world-destroying dragon.

"Store manager?"

Thinking of this, Wuling Tessai looked at Urahara Kisuke with a questioning look.

"what……"

Sighing, Urahara Kisuke didn't take any more action. Instead, he said, "We can talk."

"Oh? A mere mortal, are you worthy enough to talk to me?" Deathwing raised his big chin, "I'll give you a chance, what do you want to say?"

"Destroying Karakura Town wouldn't benefit you, would it? This is Jureiji. If you keep causing trouble, Jureiji will cease to exist."

Urahara Kisuke pressed down the brim of his hat and spoke in a low voice: "Stop it. I can tell you how I can get Benihime back. You plundered the Shinigami's Bankai, so you must be very concerned about this. Right?"

I do care a little.

Although it is certain that the Shinigami whose Bankai has been taken away will be able to recover their strength sooner or later, he is still a little surprised that Urahara Kisuke has re-cultivated Shikai in just over a month.

This is definitely not a conventional method. There must be some shortcut. With Urahara Kisuke's ability, he can definitely do it.

"no problem."

Deathwing immediately agreed: "I have no intention of destroying the world. I just sat for a long time and wanted to stretch my muscles a little."

Stretch your muscles! ?

Just a little movement and a city will be destroyed!

Kisuke Urahara took a deep breath and gained an intuitive understanding of the dragon's power.

From the beginning to the end, the dragon was just having fun, but even so, its destructive power was so terrifying.

By flapping its wings, it can create a tsunami.

Clap the dragon claws and the earth will crack.

Its existence itself is the master of all things, with incredible defensive power and world-shaking destructive power. All of this combined together makes it a dragon!

"Before I tell you, I want to ask you a question." Urahara Kisuke stared at the other person and said, "You are the only dragon in this world, right?"

"I am the Black Dragon King!"

Deathwing snorted softly and said, "The king of the black dragon clan! What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Urahara Kisuke's expression changed drastically.

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The king of the black dragon clan!

Since they are called the Black Dragon Clan, there must be a group of giant dragons besides the Black Dragon King in front of them.

What's more, if we have the black dragon, are there also red dragons and blue dragons?

Kisuke Urahara felt that his worldview had been overturned. For the past two thousand years, Soul Society had been like an isolated island in the ocean, with only fragments of knowledge about the outside world.

Even though he was a scheming man, he was a little confused at the moment.

If a group of black dragons descended, would they have the power to resist? Not to mention, the black dragon Deathwing was only one of the three great masters of fantasy.

The more you understand, the more you feel the despair of being unable to resist.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "You are from the outside world, from the Western Continent? No way, if that's the case, why have we known nothing about you for thousands of years?"

"No comment."

Deathwing snorted and said, "Tell me, how did you regain Red Princess's power?"

"I can tell you that this is not a strange thing."

Urahara Kisuke shook his head and said, "The shape, state, and abilities of a Zanpakutō are based on the soul of the Shinigami himself. The Shinigami gains power by knowing the name of the Zanpakutō given to them and by having a spiritual dialogue with it. Born with the Shinigami, and dying with them, this is the Zanpakutō."

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

Deathwing said impatiently that this attempt did not require his explanation.

"The point is, all Zanpakutō were forged by one person. His original form was Asauchi, created by the sword god Nimaiya Oyue."

Urahara Kisuke said slowly, "Since it's a forged object, it must have raw materials. What do you think the raw materials of a Zanpakutō are?"

"Soul?"

Deathwing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood.

"That's right, the raw materials of Zanpakuto are made from the fusion of the souls of many Shinigami!"

Urahara Kisuke stared at Deathwing with a stern expression and said softly, "Now that we know the composition of the raw materials, restoring the Zanpakutō will be very simple."

"You forged a new one?" Deathwing was a little surprised.

"No, to be precise, it's a re-creation."

Urahara Kisuke shook his head and said, "Of course, that's just a figurative statement. In reality, I simply separated a strand of my soul and merged it into my Zanpakutō, using it as an opportunity to reshape the blade!"

Now that the blade has been reshaped and the Zanpakutō has returned to normal, the subsequent Shikai and Bankai will not be a problem.

With Urahara Kisuke's training speed, I'm afraid a month is enough for him to recover his Bankai!

Thinking of this, Deathwing asked in his heart: "Phantom, scan!"

"Scanning... Scanning completed! Mysterious power detected, number one, direction, straight ahead!"

The answer from the fantasy gene immediately confirmed his guess.

"Sure enough, this guy has already recovered his Bankai." Deathwing thought to himself, "He is worthy of being the first director of the Technology Development Bureau. I am afraid that apart from him and Wang Yue of Ermeiwu, there is no third person who has this kind of technology... No, there is a third person!"

Aizen Sosuke.

If I remember correctly, Aizen also has similar skills. He once created a "Hollow", which is the hollow power in Kurosaki Ichigo's body. It is formed by the fusion of countless souls of the gods of death.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that as long as this technology is used, even if the God of Death loses his Bankai, he can recover his strength in a very short time!

Since Urahara Kisuke could think of it, Nimaiya Wang Yue could definitely think of it as well.

"Looks like I need to absorb those captains' Zanpakutō as soon as possible and replace the hilts."

This method requires a hilt. Only by returning the hilt to the God of Death can they cultivate Bankai again.

Thinking of this, Deathwing suddenly lost the desire to play.

He immediately looked into the distance, where Madarame Ikkaku and Sonjo Chojiro were killing many monsters.

"Let's put Urahara Kisuke's Bankai aside for now. Madarame Ikkaku, Sparrow Chojiro, Hirako Mako, Muguruma Kensei, and Hokage Ryoujuro."

The Zanpakutō of these five people, plus Kurosaki Ichigo's Tensa Zangetsu, and the ten Zanpakutō of many captains, totaling 16, are enough to upgrade the Snow Saint to five stars.

Thinking of this, he immediately flapped his wings and flew high into the sky again.

"My patience is exhausted, you lowly reptiles, kneel down!"

Roar!

Deathwing roared like a dragon and flew away at an extremely fast speed.

In the distance, Chojiro Suzuki once again killed dozens of monsters. While catching his breath, he noticed the attack of Deathwing and his face changed immediately.

"You go first! I'll stop him! Go!" he shouted hurriedly.

"No, Vice Captain Quebu, I'm not the man to run away from a battle!"

Madarame's eyes narrowed slightly with a fierce look, while at the same time increasing his spiritual pressure to the limit.

"Please keep it a secret for me and never tell Captain Zaraki!" He yelled: "Bankai: Dragon Pattern Kizunamaru!"

boom!

The spiritual pressure that surged into the sky was like a pillar of light.

A captain-level spiritual pressure instantly enveloped the ruins.

Madarame's Zanpakutō quickly grew in size and turned into three blades, like a monk's weapon, one on his back and one in each of his left and right hands.

"Deputy Captain Quebu, if I die, remember to bring my body back!"

With a loud shout, Madarame rushed towards Deathwing.

Seeing this, Chojiro Suzu looked at it blankly, "Bankai?"

He was only the third seat of the 11th Division, but he unexpectedly mastered Bankai. This shocked him greatly, but it was far from enough to face Deathwing.

"Let me just praise your courage, then, fall down!"

Deathwing swooped down, raised his dragon claws, and slapped the huge blade.

"Dragon's Claw!"

As if blessed by the power of a giant dragon, this claw seemed to shatter the space.

Madarame was fearless and brandished a huge blade to meet the dragon claws.

"Are your claws harder, or is my knife sharper?!"

He was grinning, looking crazy.

The next moment, the two collided in mid-air.

boom! !

With a dull and violent sound, cracks appeared on the huge blade of the Dragon Pattern Ghost Lantern Pill, and then with a bang, it shattered into several pieces.

"Wha...what!?" Madarame's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

His Zanpakuto was a physical attack type, known for its strength, lethality, and toughness. However, the dragon claws of Deathwing on the opposite side were shattered in an instant.

boom!

Suddenly, he and his Zanpakutō turned into a cannonball and fell to the earth.

Deathwing circled and glanced at his claws, on which there was a faint mark.

"Madarame three seats!"