Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

New internal organs are being regenerated, and new strength is gathering in the body and even in the soul.

This is a true rebirth.

Approval from the will of hell!

Ukitake Jushiro's pupils gradually turned golden, and his external spiritual pressure also changed to a certain extent, as if -

The dead returned from hell.

When everything was done, he sat on the ground without any image, letting the white captain's feather cloth be stained with dust and blood. Then he sighed deeply, and a complicated expression appeared on his face:

“I actually guessed it right.”

"Mimihaji-sama's power has been replaced."

"I have a new life and I have ended one of the most dangerous enemies of this war."

"Now, it's up to you..."

Ukitake Jushiro looked into the distance and saw a huge column of fire rising into the sky, as if it was going to burn Hueco Mundo into hell.

…………

"Fiery Hell!"

The moment Yamamoto finished speaking, the flames on the Ryujin Jakka burst out violently, completely engulfing the desert within a hundred kilometers in an instant.

Dozens or even hundreds of huge pillars of fire shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire battlefield red.

The scorching heat burned everyone, even making them subconsciously stay away from the battlefield.

"That's all, Haschwald."

Yamamoto calmly stared at the tattered figure opposite him. His deep voice echoed in the surroundings as the flames burned:

"After killing you, Yhwach will follow in your footsteps."

"This unprecedented war will end in the tragic defeat of the Invisible Empire."

Although there were multiple burns on his body, Hasward's expression remained calm.

During Youhabach's absence, he was the backbone of this war, and no matter what happened, he could not fall.

Otherwise, the defeat of this war will be inevitable.

"The shield of scapegoat."

The spirit particles gathered on Haschwalth's left hand, condensing into a shield with prismatic star-cross protrusions, on which was engraved a cross symbolizing the identity of a Quincy.

A huge spiritual particle balance appeared above his head, and the azure light looked very brilliant.

"Yamamoto Shigekuni, did you see that?"

"The image of the scales tipping..."

Yamamoto's eyes were slightly stern, and he saw the scale tilting towards him. The scapegoat shield in Haschwald's hand suddenly burst into a blazing light.

An inexplicable force suddenly descended upon his old body.

Misfortune, extinction, disaster!

The burning pain suddenly appeared, causing Yamamoto to groan instinctively.

"Have you restored the injuries I bestowed upon you?"

"The two ends of the scale, misfortune and luck, are really powerful abilities."

Yamamoto straightened his back, with fire burning in his pupils, "Unfortunately, my traitor had already anticipated this scene."

"Those who play with fate will eventually be played with by fate."

The blazing spiritual pressure continued to surge over his body, and Haschwald suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The condition of Yamamoto on the opposite side seems to be very wrong.

Could it be that……

His pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Did you guess it?"

The scarlet flames had already climbed along the black Death Hatchet and onto Yamamoto's old face, with complex lines constantly being outlined on it.

As if a demon returned from hell, his spiritual pressure rose to another level.

“In order to gain the strength to fight Yhwach head-on, in order to protect Soul Society and the people I care about…”

Yamamoto held the flame-wrapped Ryujin Jakka in his backhand and stared at Haschwalth, who was extremely shocked:

"I paid a considerable price."

Talking about this, Yamamoto's eyes twitched slightly, and he recalled the scenes from not long ago.

In the Broken World, he was beaten up by the rebels and had no dignity that a teacher should have.

In order to break the boundary of death, Yamamoto changed his previous concept and chose to make the final breakthrough in a hollow way.

The price of this choice is to be beaten unilaterally by his traitors.

In order to avoid causing widespread damage, the two decided to place the virtual location within the Broken World.

Then when everything was completed, six of the valleys in the Broken World collapsed, almost completely opening up the passage between Soul Society and the real world.

Looking at Yamamoto, whose posture changed and whose spiritual pressure suddenly became violent, Haschwalth began to doubt his life.

He suddenly felt that there was no need to continue this war.

Yhwach, the strongest in the Invisible Empire, was kidnapped by Tsunayashiro Sufu, the strongest in Soul Society.

When the second strongest person in Soul Society, Yamamoto Shigekuni, was at a disadvantage, he did not release his Bankai immediately, but just showed off his skills.

Took out a virtual.

I have three of you, and you have a trump card?

Can this card still be played?

Haschwalth felt that he was even more upset than Yhwach had been for betraying the Invisible Empire.

Although he did not release his Bankai, the pressure that Yamamoto brought to him after he became Hollow was even greater than that after he released his Bankai.

Especially, there was a hint of virtual power in the red flame.

Super speed regeneration.

The wounds on Yamamoto's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he once again faced Haschwalth in his prime.

“Although it’s difficult, there’s still a little hope…”

After being chopped away by Yamamoto's sword, Haschwald stood up on one knee, while the shadow behind him moved to the side.

Then, a familiar figure walked out slowly.

Long black hair and thick mustache, a deep and fierce face, and hatred cannot be concealed in the blood-red eyes.

The moment he saw this person, a blazing spiritual pressure surged into the sky, and the explosive momentum instantly covered the two figures in front.

"Yhwach!"

Yamamoto’s first thought was that the stupid apprentice had been deceived, and the real Yhwach was not taken away by him, but was hiding in Haschwalth’s shadow.

But this idea was dispelled in an instant.

It's not that he looks down on the Stern Cross Knights, nor is it targeting anyone present, but in front of Sufeng, everyone except Youhabach is a joke!

"Lloyd Lloyd?"

Yamamoto's anger subsided. "The younger brother in the sacred text Y [Yourself]?"

"What a perfect imitation! Even I was almost fooled by you."

"Hastwald, I understand what you mean."

"You want the two strongest members of the Stern Cross Knights to fight against me? That's a great idea."

"In that case..."

A deep voice came from beneath the Fire Pattern Mask, and the flames on the battlefield all rushed towards Yamamoto's position, and in an instant they poured into the Flowing Blade Fire.

"Solution—"

"Remnant Fire Sword!"

…………

The scorching heat permeated the battlefield, large areas of sand were wiped out, and the scene was in ruins.

Kyoraku Shunsui withdrew his worried gaze and sighed helplessly:

"The younger one has a brain problem, and the older one is not mentally normal."

"This makes it very difficult for a normal person like me who is both an apprentice and a senior brother. Sometimes I am caught between the two and I don't know what to do."

"You said so, Lijie Barrow, the captain of the Divine Pardon Guard."

Not far away, a black man hidden under a white cloak had a serious expression and seemed to have no intention of talking to Kyoraku Shunsui.

He raised his black sniper rifle, put it on his shoulder and locked onto the figure in front of him:

"As the representative of God in the world, all enemies that stand in my way will be completely pierced through."

"Welcome to your final death, Kyoraku Shunsui..."

Add a little bit of other people's battles, it feels a bit too abrupt to just attack Youha

Chapter 345 God's Messenger, Forced Evolution!

The sniper rifle turned into a burst mortar.

Countless bullets with the ability to [Pierce Through Everything] swarmed out from the muzzle of the gun, filling the field of vision in just a moment, turning into a light curtain with no blind spots, completely enveloping Kyoraku Shunsui.

The sudden scene made Kyoraku Shunsui feel his scalp tingling.

Video send!

The huge figure instantly escaped into the shadow space and immediately avoided this wave of attacks.

Even at the moment when the flash appeared, Kyoraku Shunsui came behind Lijie Barrow.

He is not Unohana Retsu, nor is he Kenpachi Zaraki, nor is he Tsunayashiro Sufu.

As the captain of the 8th Division, Kyoraku Shunsui has a unique set of self-fighting concepts.

Any danger that could threaten Soul Society or even the people he cares about should be eliminated as quickly as possible.

The severity of the battle doesn't matter, as long as the result is what he wants, that's enough.

"Did you notice it?"

"The name of the game is [Shadow Send]. When the shadow is fixed firmly on you, its afterimage will be projected to another place."

"With your powerful spiritual perception, the afterimage left behind will be even stronger."

Kyoraku Shunsui calmly narrated, "You, the Stern Cross Knights, should have collected relevant information, but why don't you have any intention of avoiding it?"

"Let me guess."

"Is it to completely open those tightly closed eyes?..."

The moment the words fell, an extremely powerful spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from the position where Lijie Barrow was, and a huge beam of light burst out from his open left eye.

"I didn't expect that you, as a god of death, would know me so well."

Lijie Barrow's voice was suddenly filled with holiness, as if he was a devout believer singing praises to God.

"But I am the last Quincy given power by His Majesty. I am His Majesty's greatest masterpiece, and also..."

“The one closest to God!”

The huge Quincy Cross completely enveloped his figure, and the beam of light was bright and dazzling, rushing up to a height of thousands of meters, reflecting the crescent moon in Hueco Mundo.

In the light, Lijie Barrow's body began to change, and four pairs of light wings spread out behind him.

There was a huge halo floating above its head, and its body was covered in a pupa-like object, like a mutated birdman.

The already terrifying spiritual pressure rose several levels, and the surrounding air was distorted by its spiritual pressure, forming deep lines.