A foreigner's journey

The Seireitei Division 5 team building area is now in ruins. Fortunately, Aizen sent out all the 5th Division members because he had to respond to Tosen Kaname, which minimized non-combat attrition.

All capable captains, vice-captains and even five-seat or above members of the Gotei 13 were dispatched to prevent the battlefield from spreading to a wider area.

Considering that the captain of the third division, Gin Ichimaru, was arrested, the deputy captain of the third division, Izuru Kira, lost his Zanpakutō, the captain of the fifth division, Aizen, was arrested, the deputy captain of the fifth division, Momo Hinamori, lost consciousness, and the captain of the sixth division, Shiro Kuchiki, Zai and deputy captain Renji Abarai lost consciousness, captain Tosen of the ninth division was arrested, Jushiro Ukitake, the captain of the thirteenth division, went to protect and divert the travel disaster, and there were no combat candidates for the Gotei thirteenth division. That's too much.

This made the Gotei 13 team speculate whether Hueco Mundo had spotted the weakest combat power in Soul Society in a century and came to invade them.

The combat power is indeed tight. But no matter what, the Gotei 13 had no reason to back down.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the Ten Blades and the powerful subordinate officers immediately found the captain and deputy captains who had powerful spiritual pressure, and separated the battlefield separately to avoid interference from the aftermath of other people's battles.

"[Bird Icicles]!"

The captain of the 10th division, Toshiro Hitsugaya, swung his Zanpakutō violently. Countless ice bullets condensed and formed along the trajectory of the sword swing, attacking the Arrancar in the sky like a flock of birds.

The Arrancar who was leading the way was huge and could block most of the ice bullets just by raising his arms. The ice bullet only pierced his sleeve shallowly, not even piercing his skin. He laughed and landed heavily not far in front of Hitsugaya Toshiro, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

This Arrancar was tall and tall, with dark skin and a rude appearance. The unique "Void Hole" was located in front of his exposed chest.

"Are you tickling me, little runt?"

He smiled evilly, shook off the remaining ice chips on his arms and sleeves, stood up and looked down at Hitsugaya Toshiro:

"I am Arrancar No. 10, Yami Rialgo. Before you die, remember who killed you. Isn't this a request too much?"

"Captain of the 10th Division, Toshiro Hitsugaya."

Hitsugaya Toshiro holds the handle of the sword with both hands and assumes a mid-section stance, with the ice dragon surrounding his body.

"Oh! He's actually the captain, and they're both [ten]!"

Yami showed an expression of surprise: "I'm not good at detecting nerves. I thought I could just grab an ordinary team member to make up the numbers. It seems that I really got a good lottery, haha!"

"It's a pity that you won the lottery. [Swastika]——"

Infuriated by Yami's attitude, Hitsugaya Toshiro roared:

"[Daigurren Hyōrinmaru]!"

Huge ice wings appeared behind him, and twelve ice petals emerged behind him. Obviously, the Hitsugaya boy has grown a lot after receiving a fat beating from Heather. At least he understands one truth - if you have a swastika, use it as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to use it after someone else kills you.

Yami on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then grinned ferociously, holding the hilt of the Zanpakutō at his waist: "As soon as you get up, you use a lot of moves, you have your own personality. But you have a Zanpakutō, and so do I."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out the sword from its sheath. The moment it was pulled out, the blade turned into substantial spiritual pressure and roared:

"[Get angry! Angry beast!]"

Two huge waves of spiritual pressure collided together, causing the weaker Shinigami team members around them to fall backwards.

In the distance, Zaraki Kenpachi retracted his gaze and looked at the Arrancar in front of him: "What? I let that kid take advantage of me, so I can only fight with such a weak guy? What is your name? Say it again. .”

"Arrancar No. 4, Grimmjow Jakajak. Remember this, you bastard!"

Grimmjow put his hands in his pockets and arched his back slightly, looking like a proper gangster:

"In addition, you should really feel distressed. Because the Yami over there is No.10, and I am No.4! By the way, let me tell you a good thing. Starting from No.10, the more powerful the killing ability, the more reliable the number. Go up. In other words, you..."

"That is to say, there are at least four stronger than you?" Kenpachi Zaraki interrupted Grimmjow's words, grinned and drew out his Zanpakuto full of gaps: "Let's start quickly, I'll hurry up Time."

"...bastard, don't look down on people."

Grimmjow laughed angrily, and also drew out the Zanpakutō from his waist:

"Although it's overkill to deal with a little guy like you, but since it's the boss's order... [Kill him, Leopard King]!"

On the battlefield near the 6th Division team building, Kiba Tetsuaemon, Hisagi Shuhei and Kotetsu Yuine were surrounded by a group of children in white clothes with different shapes.

These children are all about ten years old, there are boys and girls, and there are even inhuman Hollows. Looking at the past, the number is at least four hundred.

The children did not take the initiative to attack. They just surrounded and looked at the three vice-captains with innocent eyes. The children who were closer to the outer circle were jumping and running towards the nearest members of Division 7, as if they were chasing and playing.

"It's so despicable, you actually let a child be used as cannon fodder?" Shuhei Hisagi nervously clenched his Zanpakutō: "Do you think you can let me catch you without mercy?"

Kotetsu Yongin's eyes were even redder: "Is it a servant army? I, I can't do anything."

"Big brother, big sister, can you please play with us?" The little blond boy standing at the front asked in a childish voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the children behind him immediately started to noisily agree, hoping that the three vice-captains could play with them.

Kotetsu Yuune and Hisagi Shuhei looked at each other with hesitation. These children are so cute, maybe they are really cannon fodder servants sent by the enemy to break the Death's will to fight.

Tetsuzaemon from the shooting range suddenly asked: "Why did you find a few of us?"

Hisagi noticed that the Zanpakutō in Kiba Tetsuaemon's hand had been released into its first form [Koi Kaiyuyu]. Mr. Shooting Range has always been known for his calm style, could it be...

A little girl with twin tails smiled and answered the question about the shooting range: "Because those uncles and aunts in white coats look scary."

"Yes, yes, it feels like you will die if you get close. Then you won't be able to play the game." The girl wearing round glasses nodded in agreement.

The little fat man laughed and put his hands behind his head: "Let's play together, big brother and big sister!"

Before Kotetsu Yuune could politely decline the invitation, she suddenly raised her head in alarm. She vaguely heard screams coming from outside. That was the voice of a member of the seventh division!

"Don't be distracted! Kotetsu, Hisagi!"

Sweat dripped from his forehead at the shooting range and he shouted: "These guys are also numbered!"

Only then did Hisagi Shuhei and Kotetsu Yuine notice that when the white clothes of the first few children were fluttering, they could vaguely see numbers engraved on different parts of their bodies, all of which were [3].

The children were noisy and laughing while approaching the three vice-captains, and their words made the three of them shudder——

"Number? What is that?"

"Oh, it's the number given to us by Kaido-sama!"

"Yes, yes! We are No. 3! Arrancar No. 3!"

"Yes, yes! I am Picaro! We are Picaro!"

"Are you going to play together? Or are you going to be eaten by us?"

The wind rose as the children laughed. The three vice-captains only felt splitting headaches. Is that a method of transmitting spiritual pressure similar to ultrasonic waves?

Children, no, Picaro's laughter became shriller and louder in the ears of the three vice-captains. It was no longer laughter, nor was it the sound of wind, but the liberating language of Guilin!

[Come and play...] [Laiwanba...] [Come and play. 】【come and play! 】【Come! Have fun! 】【come and play? 】【Come...let's play...right? 】【Come...let's play...】——

Amidst the howling wind, the appearance of these boys, girls and even small animals changed slightly. They all grew transparent wings like locusts, crickets or dragonflies. At the same time, everyone's spiritual pressure increased significantly compared to before.

The spiritual pressure of more than five hundred Picaros gathered into a whole, pressing down on the three vice-captains like a mountain.

The heavy spiritual pressure even made Kotetsu Yuune lose his fighting spirit for a moment, and he fell to his knees tremblingly.

Hisagi gritted his teeth and held the Zanpakutō with trembling hands, but he couldn't swing it out.

This is truly spiritual pressure that surpasses the captain level! Arrancar NO.3, the thirtieth blade, [Pikaro]!

Only Kiba Tetsuaemon slowly exhaled, holding the hilt of his Zanpakutō with both hands like a fishing rod, and said solemnly: "In this case, I don't have to treat you as defenseless and without any resistance. A child with power. This is a war between the God of Death and Hollow, please don’t blame me... [Swastika]!"

The Zanpakutō in his hand burst out with fierce spiritual pressure, dissipating the violent wind and causing him to roar——

"[Swing to subdue the dragon]!"

PS: There will be another chapter in the afternoon