A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 485 478. The one who breaks up the fight first

Shiba Jinbei picked up the wine flask on the table, filled both of their glasses with wine, and pushed one of the glasses in front of Xuanhao.

"I just think you are interesting. Want to make friends?"

"OK."

Faced with such a clear showdown from the opponent, Xuan Hao nodded lightly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

If he wants to understand the power system of this world and find a way to exert his strength in the soul state, becoming a god of death is the best choice.

If he is right about Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's thoughts, then accepting the invitation will be beneficial to both parties.

But having said that, that old man has something... Although the man in front of him looks unreliable, he may be able to see everything very clearly under his rough appearance, and his acting style is very suitable for him. Old man Yamamoto will arrange it It's definitely not an accident that this guy came to win over him.

"clatter."

Gently putting down the wine glass, Xuan Hao raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance with slightly narrowed eyes, as if he wanted to find a certain gaze looking at him.

But in the end nothing was found.

"well……"

Xuan Hao shook his head slightly. The power system of this world was completely different from the world he had been exposed to.

Now Xuanhao can't even notice that the other party is peeping secretly.

He knew that his soul power was not weak, it should even be very strong.

But how to use spiritual power? What is spiritual pressure? When he really wanted to use these powers, he found that he didn't know how to use them at all. It was like a person who had peerless 'inner power' but didn't know any moves. It was a waste.

"What are you sighing for~"

Shiba Jinbei also smiled and put down his wine glass, stood up and prepared to leave, "Let's just stop here today. It's time for me to get off work."

"You haven't told me how to become the God of Death."

Xuan Hao frowned.

Could it be that this guy didn't care about anything after he tricked him into it?

"Brother, you seem to have misunderstood something."

Listening to Xuanhao's question, Shiba Jinbei smiled and shook his head, "The Shinigami has never been a superior being, and there is no need to go out of your way to become one. They are just a group of powerful souls with special skills. The Shinigami you know , what is it like?”

"Um……"

This question stopped Xuan Hao, "If I understand, do I still need to ask you?"

"Don't worry, just tell me what you saw?"

Shiba Jinbei didn't take it seriously.

"What I saw..."

Xuanhao thought about it carefully and found out a few characteristics of the 'god of death' in this world from his blurred memory.

"Can you know how to cut, fight for nothing, footwork, and ghost ways?"

"These are just the special skills I just mentioned. Any soul with spiritual power can practice them."

Shiba Jinbei spread his hands.

"Then... Zanpakutō?"

Xuanhao asked again.

"Well~ this..." Shiba Jinbei scratched his head, "This thing did not exist from the beginning, but was created by someone. After all, the Zanpakutō is actually a manifestation of the soul."

"So... you want to say that the 'God of Death' is actually a group of souls that have undergone spiritual training?"

Xuan Hao frowned and stared at the back of the man in front of him. He felt that he had been tricked.

"Roughly the same?"

Shiba Jinbei nodded lightly, "In the final analysis, before old man Yamamoto founded the 'Yuanji Juku', there was no unified training course at all. Everyone just practiced and became stronger according to their own methods. Then the problem is, these strong people Isn’t he the ‘God of Death’?”

"So the so-called 'God of Death' is just a name." Xuan Hao understood what the man in front of him meant.

"Yes, it's the same reason as humans always call forces they don't understand 'ghosts'. But why bother with a title? Are you tired?"

Shiba Jinbei shrugged, "Does having such a title make you superior to others? What the hell is that?"

"Understood."

"Okay, that's it for today. It's time to go back and rest~"

As he spoke, Shiba Jinbei yawned and turned away, "Since you were able to deal with that Kinemon guy, it means that you are not weak in the first place. Anyway, your goal has been achieved. Here are the so-called skills of 'Seireitei' that will be slow in the future." Learn slowly~"

When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something again, and turned to look at Xuan Hao pointing towards a building next to him.

"By the way, there should be an equipment room over there. You go get your clothes first."

After that, he threw down a token and left.

After catching the token and watching the man's leaving figure, Xuan Hao was speechless for a while.

"It's really unreliable..."

He probably understood what this man meant.

It's probably just that you figure out a way to solve the rest of the problem yourself and don't bother to care about him.

Indeed, his purpose was just to become a 'God of Death' so that he could move more easily and learn how to use spiritual power. Now that he has entered the Seireitei and has obtained the title of 'Vice Captain of the Fourth Division', his purpose has been achieved. What's left is It seems that you really just need to find a way to learn by yourself.

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At night.

The fourth squadron captain's residence.

Shiba Jinbei, who returned to the mansion, fell majestically on the bed with a thump.

"Oh...I'm exhausted."

He kept complaining about today's work schedule and cursing the old guys above to reincarnate as soon as possible.

War has always been an annoying thing. Once it starts, it will never end.

Just like him now, before the war, he was able to live a good life as a salted fish, but now he has to be busy rescuing people and cleaning the battlefield every day.

"And I heard that there might be a fight with those Quincy..."

He covered his eyes with his arms and lay on the bed to rest while thinking about what was likely to happen next.

Death, Hollow and Quincy are probably all the combat forces in this world. Speaking of which, the relationship between the three is actually not complicated.

The God of Death lives in the Soul Society and is an enemy of the Hollow. At the same time, he also deals with the ordinary reincarnation of souls in this world.

The Void lives in the Hueco Mundo, and travels to and from the present world, looking for human souls to devour, but it itself is also transformed by the soul, and is nothing but an evil spirit.

The Quincy is a special existence independent of the two. It is both the enemy of Hollow and the enemy of Death.

Compared to Hollow, Quincy is Death's biggest enemy.

Because the virtual part has no self-awareness, it is not that difficult to deal with, and it is also a soul itself. The essence of this world is composed of the power of the soul, and existence is rational. Although Xu is an evil spirit, its essence is also composed of spiritual children, and it will not affect the balance of this world.

The Shinigami only need to remove the Hollows who have escaped into the world and purify them. The Hollows killed by the Shinigami's Zanpakutō will be restored to 'whole' rather than disappearing in the true sense, so it will not affect the spiritual power between several worlds. changes in the total amount.

The Quincy is different. The Quincy's ability is to directly destroy the spirit children. The Hollows killed by them are directly erased and even the spirit children no longer exist. Doing so would obviously destroy the balance of the world and run counter to the duty of the God of Death.

"It's really troublesome."

The more Shiba Jinbei thought about it, the more upset he became.

According to his speculation, if Hueco Mundo wasn't difficult to communicate with, maybe those old guys above might join forces with Hueco Mundo to deal with the Quincy.

As for why Soul Society chose to join forces with the living world to deal with Hueco Mundo first, the simple reason is that it is not realistic to cooperate with Hueco Mundo, and they are afraid that Hueco Mundo will take advantage of them when they fight, so they simply put Hueco Mundo first. Beat him up.

To put it simply, when three people fight, the one who breaks up the fight first.

It was obvious that the Quincy and the God of Death were in agreement on this point.

But now Hueco Mundo's power has been almost weakened, which means that the real war has just begun.

"Speaking of which, old man Yamamoto asked me to take that guy named Xuanhao to the Fourth Division. Could it be..."

Shiba Jinbei had a bad feeling.

The guy who is valued by Captain Yamamoto is definitely not a simple guy, at least he can definitely play some role.

But what exactly does it do?

"Damn, that stinky old man is trying to push a child to the battlefield, right? But what can a child without spiritual pressure do? Be used as cannon fodder!? Or maybe he actually wants to drag Mr. Ben to the battlefield?"

Of course the last sentence is a joke, don’t do it, definitely don’t do it! Who the hell wants to go to the battlefield? ? Wouldn’t it taste good as a salted fish?

As soon as he thought of this, he slapped himself.

"Damn it, no matter what the old guy wants to do, it's none of my business if the sky falls."

Shiba Jinbei closed his eyes and gave up thinking, looking like he was in ruins.

Isn't the reason why he is in the Fourth Division just to fish in troubled waters? Saving people, cleaning up the battlefield, what a good job, it is certainly impossible for him to go around killing people like those fighting madmen in the 11th Squadron.

"Speaking of which...that crazy woman wants me to wipe her butt every time!"

When mentioning the 11th Division, Shiba Jinbei felt depressed. The glorious record of Unohana Yachiriu was like the sun, covering up all the brilliance of their other units.

There was nothing left alive on the battlefields that woman had been to. In every battle, all enemies were almost perfectly eliminated. There was no room for people like them to intervene except to clean up the battlefield.

"With her terrifying strength, coupled with that proud beauty, now that old man Yamamoto has brought her back, why does he still need us? Why don't we just let her take care of the Quincy all by herself~"

The people that old man Yamamoto brought back were each more eccentric than the last.

Well, Shiba Jinbe admitted that he was jealous. After all, according to this rhythm, everyone will think that the next captain must be this woman.

He would be dissatisfied with anyone becoming the captain, but he could not object to this woman, because she relied on pure strength.

This woman is a born warrior. This is a talent, something that has been destined since birth, a talent that makes people jealous.

"It's so troublesome, so annoying."

What Shiba Jinbe hates the most is these so-called ‘destined’ things.

Although he himself belongs to the "Shiba" clan among the "Four Great Nobles", this does not prevent him from hating these things.

"Why am I like this as a member of the Shiba clan? Why can't I be the one with the talent..."

After all, I'm still jealous.

The Shiba clan is about to be removed from the "Four Great Nobles", and as the next heir to the family head, he cannot escape the blame. Who told him that he has been a guy with average talent since birth?

Although he is not without spiritual power, it is a sin for him who was born into such a family.

Despite his hard work, he still became the captain, but what's the use?

He once thought about how powerful he could become, and even surpassed old man Yamamoto to become the captain, but after being beaten violently by that woman again, he gave up.

He knew that was probably the limit.

Hard work cannot defeat talent, and it is simply a dream to revive the family with him.

It's better to muddle along and live a life of dawdling.

"Ah——!! I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Shiba Jinbei, who was tossing and turning on the bed, finally lay down on the bed and buried his head in the pillow.

"Just clean the battlefield, heal the wounded, save people, and do my job. If you want to revive the family, just go with the wind. Leave the battlefield to those perverts... I'm the captain of the fourth division, Dangdang, and I'll have good food and accommodation." What are you worried about..."

Drowsiness came over me, and a sound like talking in my sleep echoed in the room, full of loneliness.

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the next morning.

"ha--"

Shiba Jinbei yawned as usual and came to the Fourth Division station.

"Good morning~"

"Good morning, Captain."

Xuan Hao, who had already put on a death tyrant outfit, looked at this unreliable guy in front of him speechlessly.

Prepare to put the plan to transfer to other divisions on the agenda.

After Shiba Jinbei left yesterday, he had been collecting information in the Seireitei. He had been planning it since he understood the role of this squad.

After all, the fourth team is a medical team and is almost useless in combat. It seems that he can't learn anything by staying here.

"Thank you for yesterday, I'll give this back to you."

"Oh. You're welcome."

Catching the token thrown by Xuanhao, Shiba Jinbei smiled indifferently.

"By the way, I would like to ask how you can be transferred to another division? And which division is specifically responsible for combat?"

"Team 11. But I advise you not to think about it."

Shiba Jinbe's face became a little gloomy when he mentioned this.

"There is a crazy woman there, you can't stand it, and the one who wants you here is Captain Yamamoto. I can't make the decision."

"What do you mean...can't stand it?"

Ignoring those inconsequential details, Xuan Hao immediately grasped the key points.

"Oh... let me tell you this."

Shiba Jinbei pointed at himself, "Don't look at me like this, I'm still the captain of the Fourth Division, very strong!"

"oh."

"Don't believe it!"

"oh."

"..."

The corner of Shiba Jinbei's mouth twitched, thinking that you, a brat with no spiritual pressure, still look down on me?

"Forget it, anyway, you have to know that I once wanted to join the 11th Division just like you, but I gave up in the end. It would be better to do logistics work here than to seek abuse there, and even become a captain~"

"Does that mean you gave up?"

Xuan Hao understood and nodded lightly.