In Soul Society, love and bond begin

That is a huge monster that even Lord Bylergan is afraid of.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, a powerful Hollow who was both an enemy and a friend of Lord Bylergan entered the Soul Society, but ended up being torn to pieces.

Disappeared silently.

Thinking of this, Vastod had already decided to bring this key information back to Xuye Palace as soon as possible.

The look he gave Fujimiya Makoto also became more serious.

"Then I'll have to introduce myself again."

"My name is 'Doragon Azeroth', and I am a member of the 'Four Burial Bones' under Lord Bylegon."

"Please give me more advice."

......

Chapter 99: Blood Hunting Palace

Escaped!

Feeling the intense spiritual pressure fluctuations coming faintly from behind him, Harribel finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know why that guy was chasing him, and he didn't know where the Grim Reaper like the one just now came from, Harribel still felt a little relieved.

I have to say that she was very lucky this time.

Not only did he not have any part of his body devoured by the powerful Vastod, but he also did not suffer any serious injuries.

In an environment like Hueco Mundo, there are very few lucky people like her.

However, just as she was about to continue sneaking through the desert, trying to escape from this area...

"Hey."

A shout that sounded arrogant and a bit evil suddenly rang out from above her head.

Harribel was shocked at first.

Then, she subconsciously lowered her head, trying to dive deeper into the desert.

But before she could move, the sword-like bone fins were suddenly pulled by a huge force.

next moment.

Harribel's huge body, which was over three meters tall, rose from the ground under this tremendous force.

With a loud bang, Saito Bakuto grabbed Harribel and threw her into the air, causing swirling waves of sand.

Oops.

Harribel's entire body tensed.

Saito Furuobushi looked at her with a faint smile, the tip of his tongue hanging from his lips, and whispered, "You don't think that after using us, you can just pat your butt and run away, do you?"

The moment the words fell, the sword on the twin-tailed girl's waist was suddenly unsheathed.

A pale arc of the moon streaked across the sky.

"Scorching Sea Current!"

Harribel exerted all her strength, and a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted from the surface of her body. A constant stream of water burst out from her body, carrying with it heavy water pressure.

However, all this was nothing in front of Saito.

The sword blade, wrapped in high-density spiritual pressure, split the water flow and tore a trail of splattering blood on Harribel's chest and abdomen at an extremely high speed, smashing her to the ground.

"boom--"

There was a dull sound.

Harribel's eyes widened in shock.

Totally...not on the same level.

Saito Furuo stood on a dry sand dune, watching the water rushing below.

The girl raised the blade in front of her, and her tender tongue slowly slid across it, licking the blood on the blade with a hint of pleasure.

"It's been a long time since I last smelled blood..."

Perhaps, because Saito Furuobushi was defeated repeatedly against Unohana Sensei, Fujimiya Makoto and even many captains had some doubts about Saito Furuobushi's strength.

But, facts are facts.

Saito is immortal and has second-class spiritual power.

It was already remarkable for ordinary Yachukas to be able to survive a blow from her.

Under the sword of Unohana Hachikyuu, not everyone can "fight and be defeated again and again".

"You...just...are you..."

Harribel looked at Saito Bakugou who was standing on the sand dune, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, even... fear.

"really."

"It's totally pointless to chop down a weakling like you."

Saito complained dissatisfiedly and pointed in the direction of Harribel.

"The Sixty-Three Ways of Binding: Binding with Chain Bars!"

A chain like a thick snake pierced through the girl's fingertips and bound Harribel's body mercilessly, while the other end fell lightly into Saito's hand.

Harribel almost vomited blood.

Just out of the wolf's den, into the tiger's mouth.

What kind of luck is this?!

Saito picked it up and walked away without a care. With a clang, he threw the mermaid-like creature next to Xiao Podao, causing her to cheer:

【Saito-chan! Long live! 】

"really!"

"It's really you who's making a wish?"

Listening to the cheers from Xiao Podao, and turning to look at Fujimiya Makoto who was fighting fiercely, Saito touched his chin, having the illusion that he seemed to have discovered some truth.

[Yao hehe! Gu hehe——!]

Just as the little broken sword was stuffed next to Harribel and started to get close to the mermaid, Fujimiya Makoto had already fallen into a clear disadvantage.

The sword blade broke through the air, drawing arcs wrapped in air currents.

Fujimiya Makoto dodged quickly, with ferocious bloodshot in his eyes, and tracked the direction of each sword strike at an almost extreme speed.

[Bond Trait: No Injury Circle]

[Bond Trait: Inch Stop]

In Fujimiya Makoto's eyes, the world seemed to have slowed down countless times, but the sword swung by Azeroth in front of him was still astonishingly fast.

If Fujimiya Makoto's efforts had not reached a certain degree of "perfection", he would probably have died instantly the moment they met, just like Kensei Muguruma who faced the great hero and said, "It won't take you long."

However, it is precisely because he is in such a desperate situation that Fujimiya Makoto's condition always remains at its peak.

The brain, body, and consciousness all reach their peak!

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!"

Although he was constantly pushing his physical limits, Fujimiya Makoto's expression became more and more excited, and fine smoke was faintly rising from the surface of his body.

till the end!

"boom--"

The two swords swung down from top to bottom at the same time.

There was a deafening sound.

Then, it finally stopped steadily above Fujimiya Makoto's shoulder.

"what?!"

Doragon looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

His wrists were being tightly grasped by Fujimiya Makoto, forcing the sword that was about to cut him into three pieces to stop.

only......

How could this kind of force happen?

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the opponent so close to him, his smile becoming more and more ferocious.

Since bone fighting is a technique that puts will on the edge of the fist,

So...

If I could gradually spread my will throughout my body...

"Fuck!"

Fujimiya Makoto's figure seemed to disappear from the spot for a moment, leaving behind a faint afterimage.

The next moment, a terrifying explosive force suddenly came from Doragon's chest and abdomen.

[Secret Technique·Broken Body]

[A real man! You should fuck a real man's mouth and teeth hard!]

[Boxing +10]

[Boxing Bottleneck Stage - Stage 3]

[Fighting to the death, breaking through the bottleneck of boxing↑]

【Boxing: Level 10↑】

Amidst the violent roar, Vastod's body rolled rapidly and crashed into the pale desert, leaving a long trail under the moonlight.

Fujimiya Makoto maintained the Baji Elbow Pushing posture and slowly retracted the movement.

Fujimiya Makoto, whose whole body is blessed by willpower, can clearly feel that his willpower is being consumed at a flying state.

However, with the blessing of the [Wall of Sighs], his willpower will be restored to its full state in the next moment.

The gap between the ups and downs gives people an irrepressible feeling of excitement and fatigue.

"This is really..."

"nice."

Fujimiya Makoto sighed softly, but blood slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

Obviously, there is a reason why Old Man Shan has not developed this move despite his skills.

However, at this moment, Fujimiya Makoto could not care about all these.

"Amazing talent."

"But how long can you last in this state?"

Vastod slowly straightened up.

Although he looked a little disheveled, there was even a shallow crack on the surface of the bone armor on his chest.

However, Fujimiya Makoto could clearly feel that the total amount of spiritual pressure in the other party's body had not decreased at all.