A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 666 659. You are still your father

"Arrancar. Right?"

Before GrandFissure could finish what he said, Kurosaki Isshin chuckled and replied, "Take off the mask and have the power of a Shinigami. Am I right?"

"Oh? It seems you know a lot, right?" Grand Fissure became even more angry after hearing this. He slowly raised the huge blade in his hand, his expression extremely gloomy, "Since you know the existence of the Arrancar, you should also be very You should be clear, you are not my opponent at all! Because I have broken through the boundaries!"

"Wow, what a big and scary Zanpakuto..."

Kurosaki looked at the slowly raised blade and shook his head helplessly.

"You're right! The bigger the Zanpakutō is, the stronger the spiritual power is! Even your toothpick-like Zanpakutō wants to compete with me!?" GrandFissure waved the knife angrily.

call--

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the giant blade suddenly fell.

However, in the face of such a slashing attack, Kurosaki Isshin remained unmoved: "The bigger the Zanpakutō, the stronger the spiritual power... It is indeed true..."

Saying that, Kurosaki Isshin shook his head helplessly and slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist.

"Let me teach you a lesson? A captain-level Shinigami can freely control the size of his Zanpakutō. Otherwise... wouldn't everyone have to go around with a knife as high as a building to kill people? It's more like There aren't many guys with your size. Wouldn't that be too embarrassing? How can the power we control be so inconvenient? We only know how to judge the opponent's strength based on the size of the Zanpakutō. Guys like you are really embarrassing. People are depressed.”

puff--

The sword flashed as he spoke, and blood burst out like a fountain.

The body as huge as a tall building was split into two while maintaining the posture of wielding a sword.

Kurosaki Isshin stood there expressionlessly, watching the Grand Fissure gradually dissipate.

He is indeed a depressing guy. Although there are many reasons for Masaki's death, it is true that his life was taken away by the Hollow in front of him. It would be better if he was a stronger guy. There is no revenge at all if he is killed like this. real feeling.

But fortunately, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because that man had promised him that he would resurrect Masaki.

When everything settles, when...the world becomes a better place, he will personally welcome his wife back.

"I'm sorry, Ichigo...you may have to suffer a little more~"

Saying incomprehensible words, Kurosaki Isshin turned around with a smile, and then disappeared from the spot.

Soon, a figure rushed towards him in the direction he last looked.

It's Kurosaki Ichigo.

"What's happening here!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo anxiously asked Inoue Orihime and Chadata Taitora who were still in the same place.

But the two of them had not recovered from the shock just now.

They looked at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of them with strange expressions.

I wonder what kind of perverts this family is.

With just one blow of the sword, the already Arrancar-like Hollow was killed. The strength Kurosaki Isshin showed just now was probably stronger than most of the captain-level people they had met in Soul Society.

Roar--

The roar of the hollow beast echoed over Karakura Town. Several people instantly realized whether now was the time for discussion.

The space torn apart by the Arrancar did not fully recover so quickly. Like the aftershocks after an earthquake, the spiritual energy fluctuations here attracted more voids.

Although these virtual ones are not strong, they still must be cleared away as soon as possible.

The few people who realized this immediately started to act separately in a tacit understanding.

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"Buzz——"

A flash of light came towards Ishida Uryū, it was a false flash.

But at this moment, the Quincy power in his body has almost dissipated and his body is already overloaded, so he is completely unable to dodge.

It seems that the last Quincy is really going to end here.

But just when he was about to give up, a spiritual arrow shot from behind, instantly dissipating the virtual flash, and the remaining force not only directly penetrated the big virtual flash that was fired.

"This is!!"

Ishida Uryu turned around in surprise.

He should be the only Quincy left in the world... who else can...

When he saw the pacing figure, he quickly understood.

In his mind, if there was anyone else in the world who had the blood of a Quincy, it was his father.

"Dragon string..."

"Is this what you call father?" Ishida Ryusei came to Ishida Uryū with a blank expression, looking down at the man in front of him who couldn't even stand firmly at the moment.

"Roar--"

The roaring sounds of virtual beasts were heard from everywhere.

Ishida Ryuxian frowned slightly: "Please be quiet."

As he spoke, he casually bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and the arrows he fired split apart and flew towards the locked target as if they had eyes. In just one stroke, he almost completely cleared the nearby voids.

"How...how do you have...the ability of a Quincy?" Uryū Ishida looked at the man in front of him with some confusion.

In his mind, this man had never shown such power.

This man should not admit that the existence of the Quincy is meaningful. He even remembers that this man kept saying, 'Such power cannot be used to make money', and he was completely disdainful to master such power!

"That's why I said you're stupid." Ishida Ryugen replied expressionlessly, "Didn't I say it before? 'It's because I have no interest' and 'you have no talent' that's why I let the Quincy be here. It ended there with your grandfather. But unfortunately, my ability is innate, unlike you who have worked so hard and can still be eliminated so easily. I, Ryugen Ishida, whether I like it or not... was forced to inherit the above With all the abilities and techniques of Sogenu Ishida, I became the 'Last Quincy', and you - you are just a half-assed person."

"Half-hearted?" Uryū Ishida was slightly stunned.

"Yeah, so do you understand? Don't think that the Quincy will end if you die here." Ishida Ryuuxian said lightly, "You are not qualified to be called the 'Final Quincy' now." The title of master."

"That's it..." Uryū Ishida smiled sadly.

It turns out that even though he tried so hard, in the end he was not a Quincy at all.

"What? You're so shocked? So are you ready to give up?"

After confirming that there were no more hollows around, Ishida Ryuuxian took back the spiritual bow in his hand and asked calmly, "So your determination is nothing more than this."

"What did you say!?"

Ishida Uryu clenched his fists, his face full of unwillingness.

"There is no need to be so angry. If you really want to refute me, just prove it with actual actions." Ishida Ryugen walked up to Ishida Uryu and looked down, "If you don't want to admit that you are half-assed, stand up again and become a 'real person'." 's Quincy'. What's the use of just lying on the ground and roaring?"

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"Why……"

On the high floor, Kurosaki Isshin, who had not yet returned to his body, sighed slightly.

"What are you sighing for? Mr. Isshin."

A teasing voice came from behind.

"It's you...Urahara."

Kurosaki turned around helplessly.

Now the two of them are technically on the same boat, both working for that person.

"I was just thinking, that man himself should have the ability to reshape the world, so why did he have to drag my son to suffer?"

"Well..." Urahara Kisuke slowly came to Kurosaki Isshin's side, "Maybe you are thinking about what will happen after he leaves, right?"

"It's right to leave..."

Kurosaki Isshin understood something.

That man was not supposed to exist in this world, he was just a passerby in this world, and he would leave sooner or later.

If that person reshapes the entire world but leaves nothing behind, then the world will fall into chaos again after he leaves, which is obviously not what the other person wants to see.

Therefore, that man needs someone who can take over the world as his successor after he leaves.

Of course, Kurosaki Isshin also understood that the person that the man fancied might not be his son Kurosaki Ichigo. After all, this kid was not suitable to be a person in power at all, so the person the other man fancied...

"By the way, what do you want to do here?"

Kurosaki didn't dare to think any further. After all, he was quite self-aware, and a being like that probably wouldn't like someone to speculate on his thoughts.

"Me? Of course, just to confirm..." Urahara Kisuke said, the expression on his face became solemn, "You should have felt it too, right? This is the person who came into contact with Ichigo."

"Arrancar Legion? What happened to them?" Kurosaki Isshin was a little confused.

"I want to ask your opinion, are they likely to hinder that man's plan? Or should we let them continue to have contact with Ichigo?" Urahara Kisuke asked with a headache.

After all, that man is not in the present world and has not left any instructions. They can only "just watch", but often "just" is the most difficult thing to do.

"Don't worry, right?" Kurosaki Isshin said with some uncertainty, "This is also a training for Ichigo. They want to use Ichigo's power to deal with these Arrancars that suddenly increased in number, right? Probably not It would be too random, and shouldn’t you have warned those guys to take it easy?”

"Yes, I've given you a warning." Urahara Kisuke smiled helplessly.

The guys from the Arrancar Legion came to him to buy information before, and he also warned them in a subtle way not to go too far, especially not to provoke the girl.

But he didn't know if it was of any use.

"And speaking of why so many Arrancars suddenly appeared, do you have any idea?" Kurosaki Isshin asked with a slight frown.

"Hengyu." Kisuke Urahara uttered two words calmly, "Other than that, I can't imagine anything else. The man himself must have disdained these semi-finished products. It seems that he should have given the hengyu to Aizen. Just kidding. It’s really a headache..."

"Tsk, tsk, so Aizen is now one of his subordinates..." Kurosaki Isshin touched his chin and smiled.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about Ichigo's safety at all. After all, everything is scripted.

In this way, he even began to sympathize with the ignorant guys in the Masked Legion. They had no idea what they were facing.

The final result is either destruction or surrender.

"In short, we only need to protect ourselves in this change. Smart people probably think so, right?"

Urahara Kisuke chuckled, "Of course... there will be people who can't see the situation clearly, but they seem to be necessary actors."

"Are you talking about... Mr. Yamamoto?"

Kurosaki scratched his head and felt a little regretful, "He is just too rigid and has to stick to that set of terms, but sometimes..."

"What we hold on to is vulnerable." Kisuke Urahara shrugged helplessly, "The more we resist, the faster we will be destroyed."

"So, is the destruction of Soul Society already doomed?" Kurosaki Isshin smiled bitterly.

The world will fall into chaos, and the God of Death, who is responsible for maintaining the balance of the world, cannot stay away. As long as Mr. Yamamoto sticks to the mission of the God of Death, the final result will be that he and that man will inevitably come to the opposite side.

Mr. Yamamoto probably knew this, but he had no choice.

"Think on the bright side... It's not destruction, it's rebirth." Urahara Kisuke comforted helplessly, "I just hope not too many old friends will die."

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Tap tap tap——

The sound of rapid footsteps echoed throughout the Quiet Spirit Courtyard.

The captains all walked in the same direction with rapid steps.

Their target was the First Team meeting room.

It seemed that there was something important that required all the captains to hold a meeting urgently.

Soon, except for the three who defected, the remaining eight people, including Ukitake Jushiro who often called in sick, came to Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni.

"Boom."

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni gently tapped the floor with the cane in his hand and looked around at everyone: "Since everyone is here...an emergency meeting will be held next."

"Tsk, what's going on? In such a hurry, is there another invasion?" Kenpachi Zaraki asked impatiently.

"No... it's far more serious than that." Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni replied in a deep voice, "Not long ago, Zennosuke Kurutani, the team member responsible for guarding Karakura Town, came back through the hell butterfly and said that there were a large number of people in the world. It’s something that ordinary team members can’t handle.”

"Oh?" After hearing this, Zaraki Kenpachi suddenly became obedient, put away his previous attitude and listened carefully.

This is...a good opportunity to have fun!

"'A person who wears a mask and is on par with the boy who claims to be the agent of Death', 'mixed with the aura of Hollow and Shinigami, and whose spiritual pressure may be as strong as a captain-level Hollow who can see his face' and 'who has at least a captain-level "The unknown god of death with spiritual pressure." Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni described one by one, "These are the contents of his summons... Everyone, do you realize the seriousness of the problem?"

"Whoever he is, it's okay to just chop him down?" Kenpachi Zaraki licked the corner of his mouth excitedly.

"..."

The other captains looked solemn.

Just when they lost three captain-level people and were seriously lacking in combat power, so many difficult guys appeared... This sounds like it really makes people frown.