I Am a Heroic Spirit

"Yes, Captain-General, I will live up to your trust." Aizen said with a serious expression.

However, Aizen was laughing in his heart. It was really God's will. Even the captain was assisting his plan.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

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At 6:30 in the evening, in the living room of the Arisawa family, Ichigo Kurosaki, Orihime Inoue, Rukia Kuchiki, Ryuki Arisawa, and Zhang Luo sat around the dining table, which was filled with various dishes. The five of them shared their experiences of the evening while eating...

"...Queen Marie of France, the executioner Samson, the dragoon Dion, and later the musician Mozart, who saved the people at the train station," Arisawa Ryuki sighed. "They were all famous people."

"Precisely because they are celebrities, they appear as Heroic Spirits, but they are not Heroic Spirits dedicated to combat. In the beginning, they were almost defeated by the three-headed Achukas." Zhang Luo took a sip of the cup. The cup contained chocolate screwdriver wine. There was one cup left over from the last time he entertained Ibaraki Douji and Shuten Douji. Later, he drew another cup, and this time he mixed it into the drink to help his friends who had just gone through a high-intensity battle recover their spiritual pressure.

"Queen Mary is such a good person." Inoue Orihime said suddenly.

"Why do you say that, Orihime?" Rukia Kuchiki asked curiously.

"Because Queen Marie was beheaded by the executioner Samson, but Queen Marie forgave him." Inoue Orihime said with a smile.

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Chapter 237 The Chase Arrives

"Listen! A magical melody. Requiem for Death."

Twelve golden figures like angels, holding golden musical instruments, formed a band and appeared around the three-headed Achukas, surrounding it. Then they raised the instruments in their hands and played a Requiem in D minor under the direction of Mozart. The invisible sound waves seemed to turn into real objects and surged towards the three-headed Achukas like water waves.

Legend has it that one day, a strange figure dressed in gray visited Mozart, asking him to compose a requiem for an anonymous count. Mozart accepted the request, but his health began to deteriorate during the composition process. Believing it to be a request from the god of death, he commissioned his students to complete the piece before his death. That piece, the D minor Requiem, was being conducted by Mozart at that very moment.

Although Mozart is not strong, it does not mean that his Noble Phantasm is not good. After all, the main means of attack of the Heroic Spirit is the Noble Phantasm. The magic music played by Mozart, who has the blessing of the God of Music, surrounds the three-headed Achukas, gradually leading the three-headed Achukas, who is actually an evil spirit, to death.

Although the power of the magic song could not directly destroy the three-headed Achukas-level Great Hollow, it successfully weakened it, and the body beneath the hard skin was also seriously injured.

"The royal lily never fades. Fleur de Lys, the lily in full bloom!"

As Dion performed a beautiful sword dance, a huge lily wheel, the symbol of France, appeared in the air, emitting an extremely seductive magic, which had a targeted attraction on the three-headed Achucas.

Unconsciously, the spiritual pressure of the three-headed Achukas began to decline, and its movements became somewhat sluggish. Although it could still maintain its combat effectiveness, it was less than half of its peak strength.

This is the perfect opportunity. Even Mary and Samson, two heroic spirits who have no idea how to fight, will not let it go easily.

The weakened Yachukas was no longer able to resist the attacks of the heroic spirits, and within just two moves, he was forced into a desperate situation.

"Come die with me!"

Forced into a desperate situation, Yachu083kas naturally would not die quietly. He opened his mouth ferociously and roared, firing virtual bullets. All three of them did the same, without exception, Yachukas, and the target of their attacks was also tacitly aimed at the same person.

Mozart was the target of the three people's attack. This was natural. They would pick on the weak ones. Although Samson's melee ability was weak, he was still stronger than Mozart. It was no problem for him to dodge one or two virtual bullets. The same went for Dion. His C-level magic resistance could even ignore the attacks of virtual bullets. Mary had the strongest mobility, so naturally she would not be hit.

The Yachukas all understood this, so much so that Mozart was stunned when he was met with three red empty bullets.

"Gu! Maria...the piano promise..."

Despite his best efforts to dodge, Mozart was still hit by the virtual bullet which was almost at the speed of sound. His mask was knocked off and he fell face down on the ground unable to move. No matter how weak the power of the virtual bullet was, it was not something a weak musician like him could withstand. Not dying was the best outcome.

"Mr. Amadeus Mask! Can you still hold on?"

After the three-headed Achucas were dealt with quickly and efficiently, Sanson was the first to run to Mozart and help him up.

However, when Samson lifted half of his body, Mozart suddenly burst out with his last strength, and the hand behind Samson's head chopped Samson on the back of his head with a knife. Samson's body swayed and he fell to the ground unconscious.

The sudden change in the situation shocked everyone in the train station. They had just defeated the three-headed monster and victory had already arrived, but the man who called himself Amadeus the Mask took advantage of the opportunity and knocked out the defenseless Samson.

Sure enough, the man who looked like a pervert was not a good person.

People thought so, and a wave of doubts arose on the Internet. After seeing this scene, everyone was wondering if their previous reasoning was wrong, and Amadeus the Mask was not Mozart?

"Could it be Antonio Salieri? The man who killed Mozart? It wouldn't be surprising if he wore a mask and called himself Amadeus the Mask. I don't know if he knew Dion, but he was also a musician in Vienna and served as a musician in the imperial palace."

Someone made such a guess, and it was unanimously accepted.

"It's impossible that Antonio Salieri killed Mozart. It's just a rumor. Antonio Salieri had no reason to kill Mozart. Rudolf-Angel Müller, chairman of the Mozart Foundation, once said, 'What mother would send her son to study with the murderer of her husband?' You have to know that Antonio Salieri's student was Mozart's son. And some time ago, the University of California released a research report, citing Mozart's wife Constanza's review of his medical history, which pointed out that Mozart's cause of death was rheumatic fever. Therefore, the claim that Antonio Salieri killed Mozart is unfounded."

Some people agree that the Mask of Amadeus is Antonio Salieri, while others disagree. Some researchers have provided sufficient evidence to refute this claim.

"Don't forget, the Heroic Spirit's skills include things like innocent monsters. If Antonio Salieri was affected by the legend, it's normal for him to become what he is now."

Everyone has their own opinions on the Internet, and no one can convince anyone else.

Inside the train station, when everyone cast their wary eyes on Mozart, Marie and Dion walked towards Mozart as if nothing had happened.

"You're really skillful, pervert. When the mask fell off, you hit the executioner on the back of the head and knocked him unconscious in an instant. Is this the skill of sarcasm that you two have developed over the years?" Dion looked at Mozart as if he were a pest and complained mercilessly.

Mary smiled and helped Mozart up. She gently said to Dion Shuo, "Don't worry about this, Dion. If Samson is awake, it will make things more complicated."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to find out so easily, Mary." Mozart smiled and put the mask back on.

"Of course, a music idiot, a useless person like you, a one-dimensional fetishist who only feels lust for musical notes, can sense that perverted aura from a long distance." Mary said these extremely vicious words with a smile, which surprised the detectives who still kept their rationality. However, in the eyes of those who have been fascinated by Mary, this can only be regarded as a cute point.

"It's great. When you scold me, I always feel an indescribable emotion." Mozart, who was scolded by Mary, looked extremely comfortable.

"I feel the same way. I also want to be scolded by Queen Mary."

"Is that M upstairs?"

"Although I don't think I have any inclinations in that direction, I think Mary's voice is so pleasant even when she's cursing."

"Mary Sai Gao! Curse Sai Gao!"

"Upstairs!"

A sudden surge of perverted comments appeared on the live stream, practically filling up the comment section. This wasn't surprising, though. There were so many peculiar people in the world, many of whom had some erotic tendencies. Online, they wouldn't reveal their identities, so they'd naturally let their feelings out without a second thought.

"Big sister, isn't he an enemy?" At this time, Conan ran behind Mary without knowing when, and asked Mary with an innocent look, raising his head.

"No, because there are some contradictions between Samson and the identity behind the Amadeus Mask, so Samson can't see the Amadeus Mask." Mary bent down slightly, looked down at Conan and said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Conan said with a silly smile, touching his head.

"Conan, don't make trouble." Mao Lilan took two steps forward, pulled Conan back, and then greeted Mary, "Thank you very much for your help, Queen Mary."

"Well, you're welcome," Mary straightened up and smiled sweetly. "It's getting late. We have to leave. You should go home quickly too."

"It's time to go. We've consumed a lot of magic power. Fortunately, this is a spiritual place." Dion woke up Samson and said a few perfunctory words. Then he entered the spiritual body with Mary and others.

Afterwards, everyone in the train station left one after another, but they did not go home as Mary said. Instead, they left the train station and planned to stay in Karakura Town for one night. After all, given the situation at the train station, no more trains would be able to depart in a short time, and those reporters also wanted to look for other news in Karakura Town.

"Would someone like Queen Mary say such things?" After listening to Zhang Luo's story, Rukia Kuchiki asked in surprise. She was such a noble princess, but she actually swore.

"It's just a friendly rant, and it seems Mozart is a masochist. This kind of scolding is more like a reward for him." Arisawa Ryuki said to Kuchiki Rukia, as if you were making a fuss. "You've learned too little in this world. When you see more in the future, you'll understand. People like Mozart love being abused."

"I'd better not learn this kind of thing." Rukia Kuchiki said with a dry laugh, and passed over the topic perfunctorily.

Everyone was talking and laughing, the atmosphere was very lively, and everyone was very happy, except Rukia Kuchiki.

A sense of crisis rose in her heart. Although Rukia Kuchiki was smiling on the surface, there was worry in her eyes.

After what happened in the evening, Soul Society would definitely know about the situation in the real world and the fact that she had transferred the power of the Shinigami to humans. They would also definitely send pursuers to capture her and bring her back to Soul Society. She knew very well what would happen then.

Arisawa Ryuki and Kurosaki Ichigo will not sit idly by, and they will not be let go by the Soul Society. Zhang Luo and Urahara Kisuke don't know what they are planning, but they will not allow Arisawa Ryuki to be killed. That will trigger a war, and the battle may even expand in scale and become a war between the Heroic Spirits and the Soul Society.

In any case, she didn't want to cause such a result.

After three rounds of drinks, well, you could say it was a bar. Although it was a drink, it was mixed with alcohol of quite high degree.

Everyone's faces were getting a little red. Although they were still far from being drunk, it was time for them to go home and rest.

"I'm going to Urahara's shop. I have something to ask him, and my artificial body also needs maintenance, so I won't be back tonight." Rukia Kuchiki said this and left the Arisawa family.

This was a reasonable excuse, and no one could find any fault with it. Arisawa Ryuki and Inoue Orihime naturally did not find anything wrong. Although Zhang Luo knew what would happen next, he did not stop it, because this was the best development. Otherwise, he would not be able to dispel the spiritual pressure in Arisawa Ryuki and Kurosaki Ichigo's bodies that did not belong to them.

In the dim night, Kuchiki Rukia ran desperately on the streets of Karakura Town. She knew that it was useless to escape no matter what, but in order not to involve Arisawa Ryuki and Zhang Luo, she had to get away from the Arisawa family, or even outside Karakura Town, as soon as possible.

"Since I have to leave this place sooner or later, this will only become a shackle that binds me. Sympathy, friendship, family affection and love are all troublesome things. They are just useless emotions to the god of death. It's too shameful, Kuchiki Rukia." Kuchiki ran breathlessly on the street.

Chapter 238: Aizen's Difficulty

"The pursuers from Soul Society were already behind you, yet you were still lost in thought until you spoke to me. You were fully aware of this! Even if it was just a cloak, it's only been two or three months. You were being rather careless, weren't you?"

Abarai Renji stood in front of Kuchiki Rukia and said in surprise that this attack should not be able to hurt Kuchiki Rukia, and he even said that he did not use any strength at all.

Knowing that the other captains were watching, Abarai Renji quickly adjusted his attitude, shouldering his Zanpakutō. He fixed his gaze on Kuchiki Rukia like a sword, and asked anxiously, "Tell me, Rukia! Where is the person who took away your ability?"

"You, what are you talking about?" Kuchiki Rukia's face turned pale, and she retorted very unnaturally, "Even if my body is a cyborg, it doesn't mean that my power can be taken away! Not to mention that the one who took away my power is a human..."

"You're a human! Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to make such a human-like expression! It's a good thing that you came out of Rukongai like me, and you were finally taken in by the noble Kuchiki family, spending money and effort. Didn't you become an elite among the Shinigami? Ah? Someone called Kuchiki Rukia! How could you make such a human expression!" Abarai Renji questioned Kuchiki Rukia angrily, with a look of disappointment.

He couldn't imagine that after finally getting out of a place like Rukongai and becoming the daughter of the Kuchiki family, he now committed a serious crime for such a thing and was about to be thrown into the quagmire. How could he not be angry?

Passing the power of the god of death to humans is a serious crime. It would be fine if the power was retrieved before being discovered, but this time the order was given by the Central Forty-Sixth Room personally, and even the Kuchiki family cannot easily disobey it.

Kuchiki Rukia lowered her head and remained silent.

"Right, Captain Kuchiki!"

Seeing that Rukia Kuchiki didn't say anything, Renji Abarai's gaze swept past Rukia Kuchiki.

In an instant, Kuchiki Rukia's face turned pale and her body turned away stiffly.

"Byakuya...Brother..."

Rukia Kuchiki murmured as she looked at the stern figure.

At the same time, the seven captains and seven vice-captains standing on the roofs on both sides also appeared in Kuchiki Rukia's sight.

How could this happen? They were only here to arrest me, so why were there so many captains?

Captain Unohana, Captain Zaraki, Captain Ukitake, Captain Kyoraku, Captain Ichimaru Gin, Captain Soi Fong, Captain Aizen, Vice Captain Yachiryu, Vice Captain Kotetsu, Vice Captain Ōmaeda, Vice Captain Ise, Momo, Izuru. This is already more than half of the Soul Society's combat power!

Rukia Kuchiki's face turned even paler as she looked at what she saw in disbelief. Her body was shaking and it looked like she was about to collapse.

"Rukia." Byakuya Kuchiki looked at Rukia Kuchiki indifferently, his voice was flat and no emotion could be heard.

Abarai Renji gritted his teeth. Now all the captains were watching here, including Captain Zaraki of the 11th Division. If he became impatient, Rukia might not be able to live to return to Soul Society.

"Transmitting the power of a Shinigami to a human is a serious crime. It's already very merciful to assign us to handle it instead of the Xing Army. So... tell me where he is, Rukia. We must kill the guy who captured you and even took away your power."

Abarai Renji roared angrily, raised his Soul-Zanking Sword and slashed at Kuchiki Rukia. It was obvious that this time Abarai Renji still did not use his full strength, allowing Kuchiki Rukia to barely avoid Abarai Renji's attack.

"Don't protect him anymore. You know that just now and this time, you didn't dodge it yourself. I made you dodge it. Next time, you'll be dead."

Abarai Renji approached Kuchiki Rukia step by step, and kept attacking her with the Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand. However, although he said that you will be dead next time, Abarai Renji's attacks always missed and avoided Kuchiki Rukia's vital points. Although Kuchiki Rukia was in a very bad state, she still avoided Abarai Renji's attacks again and again under such blatant let-up.

Abarai Renji's face became ferocious, and the force he used to swing the Soul-Zanking Sword became stronger and stronger. He had to make Rukia tell the identity of the person who took away her divine power, and then kill that guy. Only in this way could Rukia's crime be mitigated. By then, with the help of the Kuchiki family and Captain Ukitake, Rukia would definitely be fine.

Around them, Gin Ichimaru was smiling, Kenpachi Zaraki looked bored, Byakuya Kuchiki had a cold expression, and Jushiro Ukitake had a frown on his face. The performance of these four people symbolized the attitudes of all the captains and vice-captains.

Rukia Kuchiki's strength was finally exhausted. She fell to the ground, supporting her body with one arm, and looked up at Asan Shizuka Renji approaching.

"Then, next..."

Abarai Renji slowly walked to the front of Rukia who was lying on the ground, gripped the Soul-Zanking Sword tightly, and with a ruthless heart, chopped down hard at the motionless Kuchiki Rukia.

Suddenly, a blue light appeared on the smooth blade. Abarai Renji quickly dodged to the side, and a blue arrow of light passed by where Abarai Renji was originally standing.

"Is it a Quincy?"

The captains and deputy captains standing on high ground were the first to discover the person who launched the attack, and recognized the method of attack. They all looked in the direction where the light arrow came from.

"Two armed men fighting against an unarmed girl really makes me feel uncomfortable. I really don't like this." Ishida Uryu walked out from the corner of the street with a convenience bag and slowly approached Abarai Renji. Perhaps because of the perspective, or perhaps because he was attracted by the powerful spiritual pressure on Abarai Renji, Ishida Uryu failed to notice other people.

Abarai Renji turned around and glared at Ishida Uryu fiercely, demanding, "How can you see us? Who are you?"

Ishida Uryu pushed his glasses and said calmly, "I'm just her classmate."

"Classmate?" Abarai Renji asked with obvious disbelief. If they were just classmates, he would see the Grim Reaper.

Of course, Abarai Renji didn't know yet, because many strange changes happened in Japan, and there are too many people in Japan now who have the potential to see ghosts, especially ghosts like the Shinigami and the Hollows who have no intention of hiding. It is enough to see the approximate body shape and vague faces. For ordinary souls like Zheng and some evil spirits, even if they don't deliberately hide, you can only see vague shadows.

"A person who hates the God of Death." Ishida Uryu said lightly.

"Ishida, why are you here?" Rukia Kuchiki struggled to stand up and asked Ishida Uryu in surprise and concern.

"It's just a coincidence. I'm not worried about you. To be honest, I just suddenly wanted to go to the 24-hour sewing chain store Sunflower Sewing, so I passed by this area late at night. It's not that I sensed the aura of the god of death and ran out out of worry, or that I brought a convenience bag from home just to have an excuse." Ishida Uryu said nonchalantly, pushed his glasses that were slipping a little, and then picked up the convenience bag.

Is this guy crazy? Rukia Kuchiki thought with a look of disgust.

There were also soft laughter coming from the rooftops on both sides, as if one of the captains was amused by Ishida Uryu's words.

Ishida Uryu also heard the faint laughter and was about to look up when he saw a flash of cold light passing through his sight. Then he felt his hand relax and the convenience bag was cut open, and the things inside fell to the ground.

"I'm asking you a question. Who are you?" Abarai Renji shouldered the knife he had just used to attack, raised his chin, and said arrogantly, "Forget it. If you don't want to answer, that's fine. I'll kill you first anyway."

"Wait a minute, Renji, this guy has nothing to do with it..." Upon hearing this, Kuchiki Rukia quickly stood in front of Ishida Uryuu and shouted at Abarai Renji, "Hurting humans is a serious crime in Soul Society, Renji."

"What are you talking about? I've already answered you. He's just a classmate of Kuchiki Rukia, someone who hates Shinigami." How could Ishida Uryu, who thinks highly of himself, show weakness to others, especially in front of a Shinigami? He spoke seemingly innocently, but his tone was full of provocation.

"Such an answer is not an answer at all!" Abarai Renji said angrily. He was already a little impatient. He still hadn't found the person who took away Rukia's spiritual power, and now he was visited by an inexplicable person.