A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

"It's more time-consuming than expected..."

Among the ruins littered with corpses, two figures stood together as if nothing had happened, indifferently surveying the situation in Jingling Court at this moment.

"Yes. Underestimating the enemy is indeed a weakness of our Star Cross Knights." For some reason, Yhwach at this moment counted himself as a member of the Star Cross Knights and came to a conclusion calmly.

"!"

Suddenly, an unusual amount of spiritual pressure came over.

Yhwach and Hugolan Hasward sensed it almost at the same time, frowning slightly and looking away.

I saw a tall figure slowly approaching carrying the corpse of a member of the Star Cross Knights who had been mercilessly penetrated by the Zanpakutō.

The man locked eyes with them like a wild beast looking for food with his only eye that wasn't covered by a blindfold.

"Hey, are you... the leaders of this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

"Kenpachi Zaraki...special combat power." Hugolen Hasward frowned slightly and looked at Kenpachi Zaraki who came to them.

Berenike Gabriel (Question), Jerome Kizbart (Roar), L. Lloyd (Yourself).

This guy should be dealt with by these three Star Cross Knights. Why does he appear here?

"Three Knights of the Star Cross...what exactly did you do?"

"It's nothing."

Facing Hugolan Hasward's question, Zaraki Kenpachi looked bored, twisted his neck, and answered matter-of-factly, "The big monster that could only howl in the beginning was completely for nothing. It was all controlled by the sound." The enemy was knocked away, and then turned into a gorilla and rushed over. This fighting method was simply too disappointing, so I cut him in half with a knife.

The second guy seemed to be dissatisfied with everything I said. He kept talking without listening, as if he was giving some bullshit explanation of his abilities. I didn’t hear clearly because my ears were a little sore from the shock. Plus, He was annoyed, so he cut his throat.

As for this guy..."

As he spoke, he threw the body strung up with a long knife on the ground.

"She turned into me for no reason. Should I say she deserves to be 'me'? She reluctantly took a few stabs from me, but when she got tired of playing, she stabbed her to death."

"..."

The atmosphere became a little quiet for a while.

The expressions on the faces of Hugolan Hasward and Yhwach did not change much due to the sacrifice of their companions or the arrogance of Zaraki Kenpachi.

"That's it. I've heard about you as a monster, so that's it." Yuglan Hasward said as he slowly stepped forward, as if he was preparing to fight Zaraki Kenpachi himself, "Special Record Battle If you don't mind, just let me..."

"Sorry, I didn't come here for a little guy like you."

Before Hugolan Hasvold could finish speaking, Kenpachi Zaraki on the opposite side couldn't wait to rush forward with his sword, and his target was Yhwach standing behind Hugolan Hasvold.

"!His Majesty!"

The speed with which he sprinted was such that Hugolen Hasward was unable to react to block him for a moment.

"I came here...just to fight you!"

With an excited smile on his face, Zaraki Kenpachi jumped up suddenly, looked down at Yhwach in front of him, and mercilessly swung down the broken Zanpakuto in his hand.

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boom--

The wall collapsed under the heavy impact.

Hisagi Shuhei slid along the wall to the ground in embarrassment, his whole body covered in bruises and breathing heavily.

"hateful……"

"Huhuhahahaha——"

The contemptuous laughter slowly approached, and the burly man covered his face and laughed wildly as he approached.

He is the Knight of the Star Cross, Holy Word 'O', Dolisk Belshe (Overkill).

"It's really hard work... I'm so tired, so tired, so tired, so tired! It's quite tiring to clean up the soft-footed shrimps. Hey! Vice-captain! Are you confused by how powerful I am?"

"..."

Hisagi Shuhei was silent, his expression extremely ugly.

Although he was very unwilling to do so, there was indeed a gap between the opponent's strength and his. This huge power gap left him completely helpless.

"Isn't it great?" Dolisk Belsch sneered, "This is the power of the holy word 'O' given to me by His Majesty, 'Mass Killing'! No matter it is an enemy, a companion, or a beast, as long as I continue to kill, my The power will become stronger and stronger!”

As he spoke, he arrogantly approached Hisagi Shuhei, and began to condense a spiritual arrow like a javelin in his hand: "Just here today, I have killed more than a hundred people, right? Before I came here, There seem to be about a hundred people, including the vice-captain like you."

"!! You guy..."

Hearing this, Hisagi Shuhei's pupils shrank sharply.

The guy in front of me had killed the vice-captain before he came here today?

It turns out that this was the guy who broke into Soul Society single-handedly and killed First Division Vice-Captain Takuchojiro!

"Yes, that's the expression."

Dolisk Belsch looked at Hisagi Shuhei in front of him jokingly, "You must be curious about how I killed him, right? Watch...just like this -"

As he spoke, his burly figure sank slightly, and the veins on his right arm holding the javelin bulged.

Seeing this, Hisagi Shuhei's pupils shrank sharply.

He remembered that at that time, the deputy captain of the Sparrow Department was finally penetrated and nailed to the captain's room by a javelin-like spiritual arrow.

Whoosh——

With a rapid sound of breaking through the air, the spirit arrow came out of Dolisk Belsi's hand.

Damn it...I can't escape!

Hisagi Shuhei gritted his teeth and tried to move his body, but the serious injury made it difficult for him to even stand and hold it. He could only barely raise the Zanpakutō in his hand to try to resist.

But obviously, such resistance in the face of such a strong attack is like a mantis trying to defeat the enemy!

Just when he thought he was dead.

boom--

With a dull sound, the spirit arrow exploded less than five meters in front of him, and smoke and dust suddenly filled the space between him and Dolisk Belsi.

"Chief...Captain!?"

Looking at the old figure revealed after the smoke dissipated, Hisagi Shuhei was slightly startled.

No wonder no reinforcements have arrived... It turns out that the current war situation is so serious that even the captain can only take action personally?

As the vice-captain, of course he knew the reason why the captain would not take action unless absolutely necessary.

It's not that the other party is unwilling to take action, but...the Soul Society they want to protect cannot withstand the power of this old man, who is known as the strongest Shinigami.

Once the old man in front of him starts fighting seriously, the entire Soul Society will begin to countdown to destruction, and the blazing flames will burn everything in this world!

However, not everyone understands the power of the old man in front of them. For example, Dolisk Belsch in front of him is such a person who does not overestimate his own abilities.

"Wahahahahahahahahahahaha-"

Dolisk Belsi laughed excitedly when he saw the old man appearing in front of him.

"Oh my! I'm so lucky! My luck is so good! I didn't expect to meet the captain! Speaking of which... the person I want to meet most when I come here is you!"

As he spoke, he slowly took out the star badge from his body: "Just use your subordinate's swastika to kill you!"

"..."

Hearing this, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's face was expressionless, but if you are familiar with him, you can see the fire burning in his silent eyes.

This is the fire of rage that can burn everything.

"Swastika—Huang Huang Yanling left the palace!"

boom--

Accompanied by Dolisk Belshe's roar, thunder suddenly resounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a thunder fell, covering the location of Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni like a cage.

"Hahahahaha——"

Dolisk Belch asked as if provocatively, "I miss you a lot, don't you? I heard that this guy hasn't used swastika for more than two thousand years! But now you are lucky enough to see it! Thank me very much!"

As he spoke, he raised his arms high, and the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly gathered.

boom--

"Beyond the Thunder!"

"Captain...Captain!" Looking at the vision of heaven and earth in front of him and the thunder falling towards Captain Yamamoto, Hisagi Shuhei was extremely anxious.

This terrifying spiritual pressure is even powerful enough to control the weather.

I didn't expect that apart from Hyōrinmaru and the captain's Ryuken Wakahu, the swastika of Vice Captain Takube, who had never used swastika in front of them, would be so powerful!

However, his exclamation seemed not to reach the ears of the old man in front of him at all.

At this moment, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni just calmly looked at the thunder that fell in an instant. In his eyes, time seemed to be frozen and slow.

I remember that it was the past before the Gotei 13 was established, his encounter with Takuchojiro.

At that time, he did not have the name "Yuan Liuze".

At that time, he was just the chief instructor of the Yuanzi School, the predecessor of the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, as the founder of Yunliu.

At that time, there was only a "丿"-shaped scar on his forehead.

"Sir, Mr. Yamamoto! Mr. Yamamoto, Mr. Yamamoto!"

Chojiro, who was still a boy at the time, always called him this.

This name was given because of the scar in the shape of the word '丿' on the head at that time. I don't know who among the companions started it. Maybe it was because the name should be louder and more representative when called like this. With the improvement of strength, the word '丿' The name is getting louder and louder.

In the eyes of others, this seems to be an honor, but he hates it extremely.

"It's you again! If you don't have a long memory, why are you here?"

Although he always scolded Chojiro like this, the boy insisted on calling him that. The idea is probably the same as others, thinking that this is a strong respect for him.

"I'm so sorry! But I really can't call Master Zizai by his real name. That would be too disrespectful!"

Look...this is such a stubborn young man.

"And why do you come here! You are obviously not a student here, but you come here almost every day! As I said, I don't need an entourage!"

"Not a follower! I want to be your right-hand man!"

"Then you should become my disciple! After becoming the instructor of Yuanzi School, you will naturally become my right-hand man!"

"No, the disciples will only imitate Lord Yu Zizai, and the left and right hands can share the worries of Lord Yu Zizai!"

Bullshit reason.

This was what he was thinking at the time.

"And... I don't come every day. This time there is a gap of one month." Chojiro said, "According to your instructions a month ago, I learned the swastika and came back!"

"Oh, then try knocking me down with your 'Swastika'."

At that time, he did not believe what the other party said.

Until that great swastika left a permanent scar on his forehead.

This overly stubborn boy really completed the swastika in just one month, and his swastika was far more powerful than an ordinary captain.

Since the history of Soul Society, it seems that no one has done this except Kurosaki Ichigo at this moment.

But Kurosaki Ichigo is a special being, but Chojiro is not.

"Speaking of it.

What a pity...

He is a great young man and a right-hand man that I recognize.

Even if I deliberately referred to the 'Swastika' as a 'kid's swastika' at the time, Chojiro didn't mind at all.

Not only that, he happily said, ‘That’s exactly it’.

‘For this reason, I will bet my life and practice hard in the hope that such a ‘Swastika’ can be used by Lord Hajizai! ’.

He did not break his promise, and after years of painstaking training, he finally made Chojiro's name resound throughout the Soul Society.

After the wound healed, it looked like a cross. I don’t know when it started, but I was called ‘Cross’ again.

But Chojiro was the only one who said, ‘How can the name of Lord Yujizai be changed because of the scars he left?’ and still insisted on calling me Lord Yujisai.

For Chojiro, I gave myself the name - 'Genryuzai'.

He kept his promise and used 'Swastika' only for my needs.

Such a swastika..."

The lightning completely enveloped Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's entire body.

But what is surprising is that at this moment, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni did not dodge or dodge, and allowed himself to be hit. He stood silently on the spot, unmoved at all.

"Captain!!"

Hisagi Shuhei's exclamation came from behind. The intense lightning made it impossible for him to get close.

Dolisk Belsch's mocking voice came from in front of him: "Aha! What's wrong? Old guy! Faced with the swastika of his subordinates, you have no power to fight back?"

"..."

"Speak! Hello!"

It seemed that because the old man in front of him was silent and did not answer his question, Dolisk Belsch's face became extremely gloomy.

"Changjiro..."

Suddenly, Yamamoto Genryu Saishigekuni finally spoke, but it was not in response to Dolisk Belch's question, but more like he was expressing regret.

"You must be full of regrets...your anger...I can feel it...the swastika you have spent your whole life honing...such a swastika - how can it only be of this level!"

Anger burned in the angry roar, and at this moment, it seemed as if the temperature of the whole world had been raised by one degree.

call--

The blade wrapped in flames sliced ​​through mercilessly. Dolisk Belsch's originally arrogant face disappeared in an instant, and his figure was turned into dust and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Facing the ashes that filled the sky, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni closed his eyes and slowly put down the blade: "Burn... I can finally pay my respects to you... Chojiro, farewell forever."

As he spoke, the old man slowly turned around, walked past Hisagi Shuhei with dull eyes, and walked slowly towards the direction where the terrifying spiritual pressure was coming from.