Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 665

Rumble...

The azure flame swept the sky, and the war raged in every corner of Seireitei.

and the initiator of all this, Aizen Sōsuke, still smiled as usual, as if this scene had long been expected by him

The addition of Wandenreich Sternritter not only reversed their The disadvantage, even in terms of the number of people on both sides, is also a tendency to overwhelm Shinigami.

The underdog is now Seireitei led by Shinigami.

“Long time no see, everyone.”

Haschwalth walked on the road built by spirit particles, looking down at the people below, those calm and emotionless pair of people. The emerald green eyes, after passing over the crowd, finally landed on Captain-Commander, with a little fluctuation: "It's been thousands of years since the last time we met like this."

"It's you. .....Jugram Haschwalth."

Captain-Commander leaned on a cane in both hands, and a bright glow burst out from his cloudy eyes: "A group of ants that fled in a hurry a thousand years ago, now dare to come back again. At this point, could it be that you feel that the old man is old and will not be a threat to you.?"

While speaking, the old man took a step forward.

It's just a simple step, but the complexion greatly changed by the four headed by Aizen.

It is obvious that we have four Captain-Rank powerful existences, which can be said to occupy absolute initiative and advantages, but in front of this calm and long-bearded old man, each of them seems to be in trouble. Like cat and mouse.

"No, you misunderstood."

Haschwalth pushed the frame, and a deep fear flashed across his eyes: "Founder and Captain-Commander of Soul Society Gotei 13, a lifetime Equivalent to the existence of the history of the Soul Society, I know how big the gap is between us."

Hiss...

Steve and the others hearing this, suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air.

The existence of a lifetime is equivalent to the history of the Soul Society. This sentence alone has already revealed how powerful and terrifying the seemingly ordinary old man in front of them is!

"We've seen it as early as Thousand Year Blood War."

Haschwalth's face is a little unnatural, as if recalling the painful experience thousands of years ago. Experienced, sighed lightly: "If it wasn't for a last resort, we wouldn't want to fight with you until Your Majesty has recovered."

Whether it's words or actions, it's not obscure. The expression of the Captain-Commander's power.

No...there is a problem!

Tony felt something was wrong looking at the performance of these people.

Since Haschwalth is well aware of the strength of Captain-Commander, and he readily admits that he is not an opponent, and expresses his unwillingness to fight against him, why should he lead Quincys to appear, or even destroy Seireitei?

"But you still showed up!"

Kyōraku Shunsui, also aware of the breach, asked frowned, "What are you planning?"

"Hehe, isn't it obvious yet?"

Aizen smiled slightly, and said as if grasping at bamboo: "Although the plan has changed a little bit, but fortunately it has not changed in general."

"The talk time is over..."

In the face of Aizen's repeated acting cool behavior, the Captain-Commander lost his patience at this moment: "About Aizen's repeated acts of acting cool. Any of your crafty plots and machinations are good, the old man has no interest in exploring the reason."

"It seems that the old man is going to do it..."

The smile on Kyōraku Shunsui's face subsided, he pressed down the bamboo hat he was wearing, glanced at Steve vaguely, and reminded: "This is a scene that has been rarely seen for thousands of years, remember to keep your eyes open and see clearly, if you miss it, you can There won't be any more."

"Shunsui...now is not the time to take pleasure in other people's misfortune." Seeing his friend's actions, Ukitake Jūshirō said with a helpless expression: "The scope of teacher's Zanpakutō is too large. If it affects us, it will not be good."

Different from his own chatter, the opposite side is already ready to fight.

The rebellious Captain, including Haschwalth, showed unprecedented dignified expressions.

"Oh, oh, it looks like we're going to be in big trouble."

Ichimaru Gin's face changed suddenly, the corners of his lips were no longer smiling, and he pulled out his waist. Zanpakutō.

"Captain-Commander...that man...seriously!"

Tōsen Kaname also pulls out Zanpakutō, raising the spiritual pressure to the extreme.

Aizen and Haschwalth stood side by side, with an unprecedented dignified expression on their face, reflecting the stalwart figure of the old man in his eyes.

The heavy air seemed to freeze, and the temperature of the entire atmosphere began to rise gradually, making the throat feel dry and hot.

Under the vigilant and solemn gazes of the four, Yamamoto Genryūsai slowly let go of the crutch.

The invisible spiritual power held the cane and floated quietly sideways on the crutch. In front of the old man, the sawdust fluttering exploded suddenly, revealing a Zanpakutō wrapped inside, so ordinary in appearance that it can be seen everywhere in Seireitei.

It was just such an ordinary Zanpakutō that made everyone breathe heavily.

Yamamoto Genryūsai grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it out of the scabbard with force.

Whoa! ! !

Just the wind of the sword when unsheathed, forced the four people on the opposite side to retreat dozens of meters.

"For a traitor, the end is...death!"

Yamamoto Genryūsai inserted the knife into the ground next to him, and then his arms twitched and he took off his black shihakusho.

Under the loose shihakusho coat, he was a body of extremely lean muscles, like the perfect sculpture of a Greek Master. It makes people imagine that such a figure would appear on the body of an elderly man.

And on the surface of that sturdy muscle, there are actually staggered blade wounds.

These scars, one after another, glowed bright red under the increase of spiritual pressure, as if they were new injuries received yesterday, as if they were silently telling what he had experienced. terrifying battle.

The endless flames burst out of the old man's body like a flood.

Under the overwhelming spiritual pressure, the flames instantly spread to every corner of the line of sight, dyeing the entire sky red, but everything that naked eye can see is burning The flames began to melt gradually.

Every time you breathe air through your mouth, you will experience a burning tingling sensation in your lungs and throat.

And it's not just the beginning that's all, the temperature around all is still rising at an alarming rate, the moisture in the air is instantly evaporated, and white smoke that turns into a curling water vapor surrounds in the vicinity.

"Reduce All Creation to Ash ――Ryūjin Jakka!"

Yamamoto Genryūsai reached out and held the Zanpakutō on the ground, and the flame spread to the entire blade along itself, and the entire blade seemed to be ignited, like a blade of destruction cast by flame.

"This is... Ryūjin Jakka."

Aizen looked solemn, slowly The Tao of: "The oldest Fire-Type Zanpakutō, has the strongest attack power, highest temperature, and largest area attack of all Shinigami Zanpakutō, and sure enough...name is not in vain."

"Captain Aizen, now is not the time to admire." Ichimaru Gin opened his eyes slightly, said solemnly: "If accidentally, I'm afraid we will all die here today."

"don' t worry, Gin."

Aizen exhales slowly, and puts on a smile again: "Captain-Commander will take action as early as I expected, so if he doesn't use Zanpakutō, it will make me Troubled, right...Haschwalth?"

"Ah...that's right."

Haschwalth nodded slightly, a glint in his eyes Ao Ran pushed his glasses and said, "But this way, you can use that thing. Although it can only buy a little time, it should be enough."

even if Yamamoto Genryūsai stepped out, he didn't care about the loud conspiracy of several people.

In fact, no matter from which point of view, with his strength, he doesn't need to care. conspiracy.

The blade of destruction burning with monstrous flames swept across the sky like a streamer through a gap. It came with endless pressure and imposing manner, passing through a brilliant blade light.

Wherever the blade passed, the whole atmosphere was ignited.

The space is almost in a state of distortion and collapse, and the terrifying high temperature is surging all over the sky, as if it will burn the entire Heaven and Earth to the ground.

Just before the blade touched a few people, Haschwalth took a pentagram stamp from his pocket.

In an instant, the monstrous flames suddenly disappeared.

Even the majestic spiritual pressure was swallowed up by the pentagram badge.

Yamamoto Genryūsai didn't seem to have reacted yet, and the whole person was stunned, staring blankly at the Zanpakutō in his hand, and the flames that did not disappear.

“ Now, your Shikai belongs to me."

Haschwalth pushed down the mirror frame with one hand, and said indifferently with no expression on his face: "Although it's only half an hour, please experience it yourself, Ryūjin Just how powerful Jakka's power is."

"..."

Kyōraku Shunsui was stunned and his eyelids twitched wildly.

The invincible Captain-Commander is playing with both ashes