You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

One of the main reasons why he had taken the initiative to apply to join the expeditionary force in Hueco Mundo instead of coming to the human world was to avoid the Quincies - he tried not to do anything that was uncertain.

But now, through the sublimation of the Third Law, he has obtained a perfect body with the materialization of his soul. Even if the leptonic part is interfered with by external forces, it can recover itself and is not afraid of the power of the Quincy.

Feeling confident, Iori wanted to try out what his body could do.

However, one cannot control one's own actions in the army, and the direct guards cannot be mobilized at will. After the situation stabilized, Iori and others were responsible for guarding the safety of the main general's camp. There was no chance to come into contact with the enemy, so Iori had to control his temper and wait patiently.

As the days passed, although the two sides fought frequently, no large-scale decisive battle broke out. Kyoraku Shunsui asked the Kidōshu to build a super-large detection barrier to detect the movements of the entire battle line.

Just like playing chess, he constantly mobilized his own forces to erode the Quincy's outer strongholds, gradually removing their spies and minions, completely grasping the initiative in the war, and gradually returning to the advantageous position that Kuchiki Ginling once occupied.

But he is not in a hurry to decide the winner, because the advantage can be further expanded:

Although Shinigami also need to eat and drink, their material consumption is much less than that of the living Quincy. In addition, with the support of the entire Soul Society behind them, the logistical pressure is not that great even if they go on a cross-border expedition.

This time, Unohana will lead the elite members of the Fourth Division to treat the wounded. As long as the injuries are not too serious, they can recover. A long-term but low-intensity small-scale conflict like the current one can give full play to the role of the Fourth Division and greatly reduce the loss of manpower.

Correspondingly, the Quincy clan does not have such good logistical and medical conditions.

On the other hand, we must also consider the purpose of the war. It should be understood that this is not a war for the purpose of seizing territory or dominance, but a life-and-death battle for survival caused by irreconcilable basic concepts!

The goal of the Death God is not simply to win or defeat the Quincy, but to annihilate it as a whole!

Therefore, we must maintain a clumsy and inefficient "encirclement" and cannot deliberately leave any loopholes...

A trapped beast is bound to fight to the death. In order to reduce losses, the Quincy must be weakened as much as possible before the decisive battle. The more it is weakened, the better!

Kyoraku will not rush into a head-on battle just to pursue honor on the battlefield. He must use all the means at his disposal and will only take the initiative to start the battle when he is sure of victory.

In this way, Iori waited for a long time but did not have the opportunity to show his skills. Instead, he had to help Kyoraku Shunsui process documents. After a long time, he felt that his body was rusting - although the soul will not deteriorate after being materialized.

Finally, that day the base camp received a distress signal sent by ghost language. It seemed that a non-combat force was attacked by the enemy on the road. It happened that several nearby teams were carrying out combat missions and there was no way to disperse troops to provide support.

Seeing this, Iori took the lead in asking for orders before anyone else did, and volunteered to lead the team to rescue the troops. Shunsui did not hesitate much, but after thinking about it for a moment, he decisively agreed, and asked Iori, Yoruichi and their subordinates to immediately launch a rescue operation.

Although one of them is a future junior brother and the other is a direct descendant of the Shifengyuan family, this is a battlefield and they are not here to gild their reputation, so Chunshui has no psychological burden in ordering them to do things.

Besides, a Bankai master and a Shunpo master are just going to rescue a non-combat troop, what could go wrong?

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"Deputy Captain! What should we do now? Does this thing really work? Will we be discovered?"

"Tsk..."

In a private house, several panicked-looking Grim Reapers, wearing cloaks that looked like White Purity, were anxiously surrounding a weirdo with an impatient look on his face, asking questions non-stop.

This strange man wore an armband with the number "Twelve" on it and had a soft leather mask made of an unknown material on his face, which vividly showed his true feelings - this man was none other than Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

"Quiet!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri, who couldn't stand it any longer, shouted at them. Everyone wilted in fear of the vice-captain's power.

Frankenstein said unhappily: "I have sent out a distress signal, and reinforcements will arrive soon. Now wait patiently. With the spiritual pressure shielding device I invented, it will not be easy for those Quincy to find you.

Just listen to me and you'll live. If you don't want to stay here with these corpses, shut up. Do you understand?"

"……Yes."

The other soldiers were submissive and no one dared to contradict Kurotsuchi Mayuri, either because of their strength or status.

But when they looked at each other in private, they could see resentment and sadness in each other's eyes.

'If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have fallen to this point... If we die here today, there won't even be any honor to speak of!'

All this dissatisfaction came from some "local specialties" in the room.

There were about a dozen bodies wrapped tightly in old, yellowed white cloth. They were all the remains of Quincy that Mayuri and his men had found from the cemetery...

However, they were not very clean and triggered the alarm while doing it, which resulted in them attracting the angry pursuit of the Quincy.

Digging up graves is extremely immoral in both the East and the West, not to mention dragging the corpses out. This is even more immoral than Emperor Wu of Wei who simply wanted to make money.

Even though they were the gods of death and were not shy about matters of life and death, if the news got out it would definitely draw strange looks from others... So the soldiers present were very annoyed, but this was an order from their superiors and they had no place to vent.

Another thing that puzzled them was that if they just wanted to study the Quincies, there was no need to rob graves... Quincies were also human beings, and their souls would still go to Soul Society after death.

But no one knows what's wrong with this Vice Captain Nirvana. It's not enough to have a soul body, he insists on studying the Quincy's physical body. It's really speechless... Even if he studies out something, it will be useless to the Shinigami who is a spiritual body!

A bunch of idiots - Kurotsuchi Mayuri certainly noticed the hidden meaning in these people's eyes, but he had no desire to defend himself. Instead, he showed an expression of disgust.

He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, nor did he feel guilty towards these team members. After all, they were just ordinary soldiers, under him as the deputy captain.

To put it bluntly, people’s values ​​are different.

As for why they had to dig up the bodies...there was no need to explain that to them.

In scientific research, it is often a matter of luck, using various materials and plans to verify one's ideas, and no one can predict what the results will be. The reason why he wanted to destroy the Quincy's body was just to verify or reject a possibility.

Science, nothing is worth it.

"Hmm...huh?"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri lowered his head and looked at his left wrist. There was something buried under the pale skin, and it was actually glowing with a faint red light, flickering and changing constantly, like a timer.

"Very close... The rescue team is almost here. We need to send out another signal to facilitate positioning. Let me see..."

"Um... Vice Captain Nirvana?"

"Huh? What are you doing?" Nie turned his head impatiently after being interrupted. "What's the matter?"

"Sir... this seems to be moving."

A soldier pointed at a corpse on the ground in doubt. Kurotsuchi Mayuri frowned slightly, feeling absurd.

These guys are obviously the gods of death, wouldn’t they be afraid of ghosts?

But he soon noticed something unusual and immediately became serious.

He squatted down beside the corpse, stretched out his hand to pull away the shroud on the chest, and suddenly felt a hard, moving touch.

An ordinary person might have subconsciously retracted his hand, but Kurotsuchi Mayuri thrust his finger in forcefully without hesitation, easily breaking through the rotten surface of the entity and reaching inside. After groping around for a few times, he came across a hard, moving small object.

laugh!

Two fingers stained with unknown liquid took out a hard object from the corpse. After wiping off the blood on the shroud, he looked closely at the sunlight coming in from the window and found that it was a small and exquisite beetle statue.

The horns, body and feet are all complete and the workmanship is very fine. The details can be seen clearly, just like a living beetle painted with a layer of silver paint.

Holding it in my hand, I could clearly feel a force trying to move it every few seconds, like an iron product being attracted by a magnet...

"I can feel the spirit particles being injected into it... It must be the amulet that the Quincy made before his death."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri observed with a cold eye and understood what had happened. He threw away the beetle amulet and stood up and said coldly, "Take the body and prepare to escape. We have been exposed."

"Varied--"

"I won't explain it a second time: this is a holy silver item made by the Quincy. It's possible that someone like the deceased's blood relative is trying to sense it."

Kuroshio Mayuri said simply, "If you don't want to die, move quickly!"

"Yes Yes!"

At this point, no one had time to complain. In a panic, they actually obeyed and took the body with them, and looked for the next hiding place under the leadership of Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

However, according to the current calendar, it is now the early nineteenth century. Even in a big city like Edo in Japan, there are no tall buildings for hiding. What's more, this is just a small village on the outskirts of the city. Most of the houses are low wooden houses, and they are sparsely distributed.

Although ordinary people cannot see the Grim Reaper, they know that the "exorcists" have been on high alert recently and are suspected of carrying out a large-scale exorcism of demons. The surrounding area has become very unsafe, so the capable villagers have already moved away.

Only a few elderly, weak, sick and disabled people with limited mobility are left in the entire village. They generally don't run around, so it looks like a deserted ghost village.

In a place like this, walking outside would expose one to the light of day. If the Quincy had already arrived here, this action would be tantamount to seeking death.

However, Mayuri Kurotsuchi was very confident in his invention, and it actually worked. Wearing this somewhat funny cloak, they walked through the village without anyone noticing. It was unknown whether the Quincy had not found this place, or whether the cloak that blocked the fluctuations of spiritual pressure had allowed them to successfully hide from the public.

In short, this small group of death gods successfully escaped from the village, hiding all the way and carrying the corpses to the forest at the foot of the mountain, intending to hide in the mountains.

"Phew... I can rest assured now."

In the present world where the concentration of spirit particles is low, the Grim Reaper can fly in the atmosphere (strictly speaking, he can condense spirit particles under his feet to achieve a floating effect), but everyone is being hunted, and obviously they are not stupid enough to fly up and become targets. They have walked here in fear all the way, and they are more or less tired physically and mentally.

A Shinigami heaved a long sigh of relief, placed the corpse next to the tree, and said with emotion: "If we are discovered by the Quincy, I don't know how many I can deal with... But now it's good, we are hiding in a place like this, can they still chase us here?"

"..."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri turned his head and looked at the man deeply: I don't know why, but I suddenly felt like hitting someone.

But he was too late to do anything, because a sudden murderous intent made the hairs of everyone present stand on end!

"Finally... caught up..."

A middle-aged Quincy wearing a white hunter suit and a knight's short cloak slowly fell from the sky. A group of blue spirit particles that flickered in light condensed on his left wrist, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Not only did you kill people, you even spared the corpses. How low can you go, you shameless bastards!"

Chapter 177: Let me make it clear first, this is not a personal grudge (4.5K)

A single Quincy naturally poses no threat. Although they are not a combat unit and he himself is not a militant, Kurotsuchi Mayuri is a vice-captain after all, so it can be said that he can easily deal with a Quincy of average level.

What is really scary is the fact of being discovered, which means that if you cannot quickly escape from the battle and move away, you will be caught up by the main force.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri was very self-aware. The immoral things he had done would definitely attract a large number of angry Quincies. If there were a few pure-blood elites among them, he would probably die here.

So the vice-captain of the 12th Division did not hesitate and directly launched his attack in an attempt to kill the enemy quickly!

However, the Quincy possess the same high-speed movement skills as the Shinigami. Their "Hiren Kyaku" is even more efficient than Shunpo. Plus, the Quincy's main means of attack is the spirit bow and arrow, so they are generally agile Archers. Even if they can't match Mayuri Kurotsuchi, they can still keep some distance and deal with him.

After trying to quickly end the battle but to no avail, Kurotsuchi Mayuri did not continue to fight and chose to retreat immediately.

Facing the enemy's arrows, he kicked a corpse away to use as a shield to block them.

"hateful!"

The middle-aged Quincy opened his eyes wide and used the Fei Lian Kick to catch the corpse in mid-air. His hatred for the god of death had reached its peak.

But at this moment, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, who was fleeing, suddenly turned around, took out a handle-like object from his wide sleeves, and decisively pressed the trigger.

Bang!

The corpse tightly wrapped in the shroud suddenly swelled and exploded into a ball of dirty blood mist!

--call!

The filthy middle-aged man appeared ten meters away, his anger with nowhere to vent almost made him bite his teeth off.

Seeing that Kurotsuchi Mayuri turned around and came to kill him, he, contrary to his usual behavior, dispersed the spirit bow and instead condensed a blue spirit light sword in his hand, ready to fight the opponent in close combat.

——!

Within three steps, just as the Quincy was about to swing his lightsaber, his body suddenly stiffened. Although he was still conscious, it seemed as if his hands and feet no longer belonged to him.

poison?

The Quincy realized something but it was too late. With a swing of his Zanpakutō, Mayuri Kurotsuchi slit the throat of the middle-aged man.

As a large amount of blood gushed out, the man's eyes became blank and he collapsed to the ground.

"Humph!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri didn't even have time to declare victory. He called on the other team members and fled. He felt very sad because he had to leave these "experimental materials" behind.

"Why are you still standing there?!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was annoyed to see his soldiers standing there stupidly, but he soon realized something was wrong.

"A step too late?"

At this cold voice, Kurotsuchi Mayuri's expression suddenly darkened.

Turning around, a tall, golden-haired Quincy appeared next to the middle-aged man who had just died in battle. There was a hideous scar on his left eye that ran through his entire face, making his originally handsome face look very oppressive.

This guy is very strong - Kurotsuchi Mayuri narrowed his eyes and began to plan a retreat.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

White figures appeared on the treetops, and within a few seconds, dozens of Quincies arrived and surrounded the Death Gods.

They all wore white clothing and cloaks, the opposite color to the God of Death, and wore cross or hexagram ornaments on their bodies. Compared with Kurotsuchi Mayuri's troops, the positions of black and white were immediately clear.

"Vice-Captain...what should we do next?"

"When will the reinforcements arrive?"

"After doing something like this, they will never let it go!"