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

No matter how dissatisfied they were with Kurotsuchi Mayuri, they could only gather around their leader at this moment, forming a circle with their backs to each other, and nervously guarding against the Quincy's actions.

This is not a mortal war where one can surrender, they have no choice.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri did not answer their questions, but stared straight at the scar-eyed Quincy.

This person didn't even look at the Grim Reaper. He squatted beside the body of the middle-aged Quincy and gently closed his eyes.

"My compatriots, sleep forever..."

hum!

A blue light bloomed in his palm and lasted for three seconds before going out. When he stood up, there was a round cross badge the size of a baby's fist in his hand.

——Spirit particle clustering.

That is the most basic ability of the Quincy. Whether it is the "Flying Kick" or the spirit particle weapon, it is the practical application of spirit particle clustering.

Its essence is to gather the spirit particles in the atmosphere and fix them into a certain shape by packaging them with its own spiritual pressure.

It is also possible to destroy something made of lepton, gradually decompose it into lepton components, and then gather them into weapons (the more stable the structure of the lepton component, the longer it takes for the lepton components to gather).

Compared to the Shinigami who can only consume their own spiritual pressure to fight, the Quincies are actually more powerful. This is why they can fight against the "Shinnies" who have almost infinite lifespans and have accumulated countless strong people over a long period of time.

What Scar-Eye did just now was probably to extract the soul of the deceased and store it in the badge in the form of spirit particles.

Would you rather let their souls be shattered than let their compatriots' souls fall into the hands of death?

What an extreme move, Kurotsuchi Mayuri thought.

But considering the existence of people like him, the Quincy's actions are not extreme at all...

"Death, your evil deeds... Forget it."

It seemed that he didn't even have the mood to insult. The scar-eyed Quincy waved his hand, and the Quincies in white raised their hands one after another. Thousands of spirit arrows poured down like rain of light.

"The Twenty-One of the Binding Techniques: Red Smoke Escape!"

When surrounded by the Quincies, Kurotsuchi Mayuri was silently preparing. In an emergency, he quickly released a simple ghost chant. Thick smoke burst out from under his robe, instantly flooding the open space of dozens of meters.

And this huge smoke screen was pierced by countless arrows in the next moment!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The Quincies did not stop their attacks. Waves of arrows continued to fall. Each of them was a moving firing point. The surging spiritual pressure dispersed the smoke screen like a strong wind.

By the time the dust settled, those Shinigami had long since turned into a pile of broken limbs and flesh. They seemed to have thought about resisting, but whether it was the release of their Zanpakutō or their Kidō, they were nothing compared to the sheer violence of numbers.

Scar Eyes took a look at the messy battlefield. Although various things were blown to pieces and mixed together, if you look carefully, you can still find the parts belonging to the strange man. After all, his skin color and clothes are very special.

It seems that no one has escaped and all the tomb robbers have been killed.

--Really?

Scar-Eye walked into the devastated open space, scanning the surroundings with cold eyes.

"On the surface, there seems to be no problem..."

He said to himself: "But what we see with our eyes is not necessarily true... The five senses of human beings can be misled and deceived, but spiritual pressure is the only thing that cannot be faked."

He drew the Cross Knight Sword from his waist, and the straight blade pierced into the soil. In an instant, a light blue ripple appeared with it as the center, sweeping across the surrounding area of ​​100 meters. It was like a spider web-like fine spiritual pattern spreading from the sword to every inch of the land.

call out!

The tall figure suddenly appeared in front of a towering tree that looked normal, and the snow-white blade left a sharp trajectory in the air!

Clang!

laugh!

A short collision and the sound of a body being torn apart were heard at the same time, a handful of blood splashed, and a human figure emerged from the bark, jumping out in a panic, covering the wound, and a broken arm fell down with it.

buzzing...

After that, a thin line emerged, and the big tree slowly tilted and fell down, startling countless birds in the forest.

"Damn it!"

His skin returned to its original color like a chameleon. Kurotsuchi Mayuri grimaced, enduring the pain, reached under his crotch, pulled out a tube of oddly colored medicine, and injected it directly into the wound.

Miraculously, after the unknown drug was injected, the wound stopped bleeding immediately. At the same time, the spiritual pressure on Mayuri's body broke through the original limit and began to increase steadily, reaching the level of a captain.

"You abandoned your companions but can't escape. It seems you are determined to fight to the death... But this little trick is useless." Scar Eyes looked at him calmly, "I will never forgive a villain like you!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's various methods are truly remarkable. For example, the concealment technique just now is not a simple color-changing camouflage, but it allows the texture and shape to change at the same time, completely blending into the surrounding environment. It can be said that the entire body has become a part of the tree.

Coupled with the small props that were specially designed to block fluctuations in spiritual pressure, the dormant Mayuri Shigenagawa was more troublesome than the most mimicking insect, and even a strong vice-captain-level warrior would most likely ignore him.

However, Scareye had been paying special attention to him from the beginning. He didn't believe that this guy could be killed so easily, so he was extra cautious.

And what he just said was also a variant of lepton beaming. Simply put, it extracts trace amounts of lepton from all objects within a certain range.

This has no lethality at all, but is a good means of detection.

Because the more stable the structure of a spirit particle, the harder it is to be affected by the spirit particle clustering. The body of the god of death is an extremely stable spirit body. The stronger the strength, the more this is true.

How could a tree be so incapable of absorbing any of his spiritual energy? !

"Ha! Don't get complacent too soon!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri roared with his hair disheveled. This time he was really forced into a desperate situation, but there was still a ferocious grin on his face, and he didn't show any sign of weakness or retreat.

He raised his Zanpakutō, his eyes widened and bloodshot - he still had one last move!

He was close to taming the sword spirit and even learned part of its true name. The potion he had just taken could allow him to multiply his spiritual pressure in a short period of time, allowing him to forcibly use Bankai.

Maybe it will leave some sequelae to Bankai, but he doesn't care!

In Kurotsuchi Mayuri's eyes, Zanpakuto is not his only companion, but a relatively convenient tool. As long as it allows him to survive, he does not mind sacrificing the performance of the sword.

"swastika--"

Just as he uttered a word, Kurotsuchi Mayuri suddenly stopped, bent his legs and jumped backwards.

The scarred Quincy suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrinking slightly: "Everyone! Directly above, deploy the light shield!"

The well-trained Quincy carried out the order without any hesitation, raising their hands towards the sky. The spirit particles in the atmosphere gathered to form a dazzling blue light, which then transformed into a solid entity and unfolded. Crystal-thin light shields connected to each other, and from the sky it looked like a huge star array.

Then, a waterfall of silver light fell from the gloomy sky.

That was thunder that had almost solidified into a solid entity!

Boom! ! !

A winding thunder dragon landed on the light curtain of the star array and ravaged it wantonly. The two forces collided and consumed each other. The aftermath that escaped turned into streaks of lightning that ignited the forest. The billowing smoke and thunder and fire intertwined to create a doomsday scene here.

Although it exploded, the power of the lightning only lasted for a moment before most of it was released, and the Quincies who had struggled to resist also breathed a sigh of relief.

Scareye was the only one who kept looking up at the sky, squinting his eyes as if looking for something in the lightning. At the moment when the Thunder Dragon was about to completely dissipate, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and injected spirit particles directly into the blood vessels under the skin, causing blue lines to spread on his body.

Bang!

The ground cracked, and Scar-Eye flew into the sky like a missile, staring at the heavy wind pressure. A sharp blade flashing with cold light appeared under the fluttering cloak, and the sword that could cut through steel and iron slashed through the center of the lightning!

——Zheng!

The aftermath of the thunder was dispelled by the spiritual pressure, a figure and Scar-Eye crossed each other, and dazzling blood beads splashed in the air.

boom!

He gathered the spirit particles and used them as a stepping stone, then turned around and fought again.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The speed exceeded the limits of dynamic vision and nerve reaction. The Quincies could only see afterimages like starlight and the passionate performance of steel that made their blood boil!

call--

The lightning gathered again, and the extended waves split the clouds like a whip, and finally condensed into a sword. The violent power that erupted in an instant directly knocked the Scar-Eyed Quincy down from the air.

boom! ! !

The Quincy in white fell to the ground, creating a hole several meters deep. He slowly stood up with a grim expression amidst wisps of green smoke.

On the other side, a figure in the sky also slowly descended and stood lightly on the ground holding a strange-shaped long sword.

clatter……

Blood splattered, and the scarlet slowly seeped into the soil.

Only then did the Quincies see clearly that on Scar-Eye's left hand, thin streams of blood gathered at the fingertips and kept flowing away, but the attacker was unharmed!

Hiss—they all took a deep breath.

Scar-Eyes-sama... a strong man among purebloods, an elite among elites, was he completely suppressed in the battle just now?!

"Not any of the previously recorded captains... are they reinforcements from Soul Society?"

The injured Scar-Eye maintained his momentum and did not show any sign of weakness. Looking at Iori's childish appearance that was no different from that of a teenager, he felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

At this point in the war, Soul Society still has many hidden strongmen. Even if they lose two captains, they can quickly replenish them. But their Quincy is dying one less...

Although the fight just now was brief, he had already used the "Blood-Moving Suit" at its maximum power, and could be said to have given it his all. He had originally intended to seize the initiative and resolve the battle quickly and unexpectedly, but he did not expect to be defeated by the opponent in a head-on confrontation!

The strength of this spiritual pressure is undoubtedly that of a captain-level Death God!

Unlike the villain (Kurobuta Mayuri) who uses evil tricks to achieve quick success, this is a true top-level strongman!

It's getting tricky...

Scarface stared at the young man opposite him, his hand holding the sword even tighter, his eyes becoming extremely determined, and he was already prepared to die here.

The young Death God, Iori, looked at him calmly, and then looked at Kurotsuchi Mayuri who was extremely surprised.

"It's you, little devil!"

The vice-captain of the 12th Division let out a long sigh. Although he was shocked by the amazing strength displayed by Iori, he was more concerned about the fact that reinforcements had arrived.

Iori didn't talk to him, but quickly glanced at the surrounding scene, frowning slightly:

Although he didn't know what happened exactly, he always felt that it was Kurotsuchi Mayuri's own fault...

If I didn't have my life at stake, I really wouldn't want to bother with this guy~

"Do you want to continue fighting?"

Iori suggested to Scar-Eye: "This place is sandwiched between two camps. Both you and I should be worried that the other side's reinforcements will arrive sooner... How about letting me take this guy back and call it a day?"

Scar-Eye smiled slightly: "This is a good idea, it will benefit both of us - but I refuse!"

If it was an ordinary enemy, they could still weigh the pros and cons and negotiate with each other, but the war between the Shinigami and the Quincies was a life-and-death battle. Even if they compromised today, they would meet on the battlefield tomorrow.

What's more... putting aside other things, Scareye is not willing to let Kurotsuchi Mayuri go for personal reasons!

"Then there's no way."

Iori shook his head and looked his opponent in the eyes: "I can't retreat either~"

call!

call!

call!

One by one, the Shinigami moved to various places in the forest in an instant, and the black Shinigami suits and white uniforms confronted each other like a giant yin-yang fish.

"Let me make it clear first, this is not a personal grudge - let's do it!"

Chapter 178: You are so damn gentle! (6K)

Compared to the Quincy, the number of people brought by Iori is not large, but their strength can be considered elite. Among the team of fifteen, five or six are capable of performing Shikai, and among them is Tosen Kaname, the future captain candidate, and a passionate man like Shaiba Teszaemon.

Speaking of the shooting range, he didn't have to participate in the battle, but because of a previous defeat, he decided to graduate early and applied to join the Gotei 13.

The most important reason was his mother, who was the third seat of the Seventh Division and was injured in the war. He was anxious but helpless, so he could only think of joining the war to be as close to his mother as possible and to take care of her more easily.

He didn't want to use his family connections, so he found Iori again and owed him a favor.

But he forgot what a heroine his mother, Shoten Sentetsu, was. When he saw Tetsuzaemon coming over with one's own will, she gave him a lecture on maternal love with East Asian characteristics, causing this passionate man to be injured before he even went to the battlefield.

The heroic woman did not drive the shooter back or pull him into her own team, but kept him under Iori and told him to perform his duties conscientiously. She also solemnly apologized to Iori, and the words "my son is a good-for-nothing" made Iori feel embarrassed.

Shooting ranger's strength is not outstanding among the direct guards, but he has a strong character and a strong physique, which makes him suitable for growth on the battlefield. During this period, he has been obviously more courageous than before. It is expected that he will be able to call upon the Shikai soon.

Of course, we can't forget Kurotsuchi Mayuri... This guy's spiritual pressure skyrocketed after taking drugs, and with all kinds of weird props, his threat level is higher than that of an ordinary vice-captain.

He also knew that the incident was caused by him. If he couldn't end the battle quickly, when more Quincies surrounded him, he didn't know what would happen to Iori and the others, but he would definitely not survive... So he worked extra hard, leading Tosen and others to suppress the Quincies.

Of course, although it is so lively here, it can only be considered a "small fight" compared to the other side.