A foreigner's journey

A little far away from the battlefield, Ukitake Jushiro looked back and sighed:

"The vice-captain of the shooting range managed to master the swastika without any fuss and defeated so many Arrancar officers. It's really amazing!"

When I mention the vice-captain Ukitake, I want to cry. Other people's vice-captains are all talented, but my own vice-captain Shiba Haiyan died so early.

Shiba Haiyan is a genius among geniuses. He is mature, steady, cheerful and generous in dealing with others. He is deeply supported and loved by the members of the 13th Division. He is so good, so good that Ukitake can retire with peace of mind, allowing Haiyan to take over the position of captain of the Thirteenth Division.

At that time, Ukitake took tea to the Eighth Division team building to chat with his best friend Kyoraku Shunsui, and even talked happily about his life plans after retirement.

[I am quite confident in my knowledge of healing techniques. What do you think about becoming a consultant at an ambulance station? 】

Ukitake Jushiro has even ordered captain Haori's jacket. He is serious about pushing Shiba Haiyan to the position of captain of the Thirteenth Division. But four days later, Shiba Haiyan fought with Xu and lost his life in front of Ukitake's eyes.

Nearly forty years have passed since Haiyan's death, and Ukitake has never been able to throw away the captain's haori jacket, which has been quietly placed in the corner of the captain's room. The Thirteenth Division has never elected the next vice-captain, but Kotetsu Kiyone and Kotsubaki Sentaro serve as the third seat and acting vice-captain at the same time, handling team affairs for the unhealthy Ukitake Jushiro.

Heather still sat on Aizen, using the king as a cushion: "Are these ten blades so stupid?"

Aizen, who was lying flat on the ground as a carpet, suddenly spoke: "That spiritual pressure... must be Pikaro. Although they are a 'virtual group' composed of many individuals, they are actually regarded as a [single individual]. 1 At first, they were a pet group kept by the former King of Hueco Mundo, 'Bailagon', to relieve boredom. Later, after I went to Hueco Mundo, I broke the surface for them and included them in the ranks of the [Ten Blades]. Ten Blades No. 2. But it didn’t take long for me to change my mind.”

"Because they don't have what it takes to be an organized member?" Heather asked.

"That's right. Picaro is not rational and will not particularly suppress the instinct of the virtual source. Although the group strength is not weak or even strong when there are a large number of them, in actual combat, they can't even defeat the No. 10 of Ten Blades. All are difficult to defeat because they lack effective combat skills."

Aizen had no instinct of being a prisoner on the carpet and talked eloquently:

"So I quickly eliminated them from the ranks of the Ten Blades and sent them to the three-digit residence. It seems that this strange new Void King opened the Forbidden Nether Palace and reactivated the three-digit Arrancar. Ha, he is considered a weakling. Can our group stay warm?"

Ukitake asked: "Aizen, since these children can be listed as the No. 2 of the Ten Blades by you, is there any basis for their combat prowess?"

Aizen knew everything and acted very honestly: "They have a special skill called [Reiatsu Exchange]. Their lives are shared. As long as one of them is on the verge of death, the others will give out a small amount of spiritual pressure." Pressure. And this method of transmitting spiritual pressure is [sound] that is inaudible to the ears. In other words, they exchange each other's spiritual pressure through the communication mechanism in the body that can communicate with each other. And this use of sound to exchange spiritual pressure Their abilities can also be used in attacks. If more than a hundred Picardos are gathered together, the sheer destructive power can reach the level of Kuchiki Byakuya's swastika."

Heather raised her eyebrows: "The number of Picaros that surrounded the man in sunglasses was five hundred and twenty-two. You can't say that the vice-captain is stronger than the five Kuchiki Byakuyas, right?"

"Of course not. Because Picaro is very weak, the power of their false bullets and false flashes is seriously insufficient, and they can only win with numbers. Once they encounter enemies who can use large-scale attacks and ghost ways, their overall spiritual pressure will be reduced. Consume it quickly. When dealing with strong enemies, Picaro has another trick."

Aizen said while using his spiritual pressure to repair the damage caused by the 'Instant Prison Kill' in his body:

"Pikaro's move that truly threatens the lives of other Ten Blades is called [Fruit Fruit Paradise]. When the Picaros get hungry, they will surround an area and generate a black sphere that swallows all the light. The sphere will absorb All the spirit children within the range surrounded by Pikaros. When the number of Pikaros exceeds three hundred, you can use this trick to directly decompose the captain-level existence into the original spirit children. More than five hundred... This way you can understand why the new virtual The King will reclassify Pikaro as the No.3 Ten Blades.

The weakness of [Fruit Fruit Paradise] is also very prominent. It takes too long to activate and is too obvious. The shooting range deputy captain's swastika just restrained Picaro's 'reiatsu exchange' ability.

The cleverness of his interpretation of swastika is not the 'fishhook' but the 'lifting rod'. As long as he successfully lifts the pole, his enemy will have all spiritual pressure and mobility restricted, which is a very interesting ability. It’s also challenging for mediocre people.

Because this requires injecting a certain amount of spiritual pressure into the fishhook for different enemies, too much or too little will not work. I guess once he injects an incorrect amount of spiritual pressure, it will cause the Zanpakutō's ability to backfire. "

"That swastika can only be said to be interesting, but it cannot be said to be very powerful. There is no chance of winning against an enemy whose spiritual pressure is much higher than his." Heather shook her head.

“It’s a ‘miracle’ to be able to achieve great things with a small amount of knowledge. Why should we be so harsh on the weak?”

Aizen smiled and said:

"Generally speaking, when the spiritual pressure exceeds the opponent's by more than five times, it can invalidate most of the abilities of the Zanpakutō or Kidō. So I am very curious, Heather-kun. How strong is your spiritual pressure, and you can actually be immune to it? My swastika.”

"Then just take your time and get curious."

Heather glanced at Ukitake Jushiro: "Are you sure you don't need us to take action? There are heavy casualties."

Ukitake looked around the battlefield. There were fighting Death Gods and Hollows everywhere. He sighed: "This is a war between Death Gods and Hollows. The captain is right. You humans should not be dragged into such a meaningless war."

"Even if I can stop the war in a short time?"

"The leaders of these Arrancars are top warriors who are not much weaker than the captain. Heather, you..."

Before Jushiro Ukitake finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away!

Smoke filled the air and gravel splashed everywhere. Orihime Inoue fell to the side, Uryu Ishida was half kneeling on the ground, and Ichigo Kurosaki, who had been treated by Orihime before, slowly stood up.

Aizen turned his head and glanced, showing a slightly surprised expression. oh? How can you still stand up even though your upper and lower bodies are barely connected by just your spine? Either Kurosaki Ichigo has his own weirdness, or it's the girl with the strange power. Anyway, these travel mishaps were a little more interesting than I expected.

Ukitake felt something was wrong from the spiritual pressure emitted by Kurosaki Ichigo at this time. [Reaper]'s spiritual pressure is rapidly weakening, and it is replaced by... [Quincy]?

Heather's attention was also drawn away: "Orihime, Ishida, what did you do to Kurosaki?"

Awakened Swastika? No, it's [Xu Bai]... That's not right either. Heather narrowed her eyes slightly. At this time, Kurosaki Ichigo was in a state that had never appeared in the original work.

It can't be that the Quincy's power has awakened, right? There is no beginning or end, why did the Quincy power suddenly awaken?

I saw Kurosaki Ichigo's Death Overlord outfit changing into a black robe similar to the swastika form in the comics, and then a white cloak formed by the condensed spirit appeared outside. The wound on his waist had completely healed, and the Zanpakutō Zangetsu held tightly in his hand disappeared, replaced by a strange-looking black bow.

The center of the bow is swastika-shaped, and the whole body is black, with red branch-like lines emerging on the surface of his skin.

In the Invisible Empire, there was silence in the Intelligence Hall, and all the Quincy were looking at Ichigo Kurosaki's new look on the big screen in stunned silence. To be precise, he was looking at the red branch-like lines appearing on his neck.

【Blood Dynamic Equipment】? Isn't this the patent of our Quincy?

Standing on the command platform, Hasward was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the adjutant next to him: "Has there been any news from the second batch of operational troops?"

"Not yet. Master [K] Nain of the Knights of the Star Cross has led his team to the present world. I believe that the message will be sent back soon..."

Hasward interrupted the adjutant with a cold voice:

"Recall them immediately!"

For some reason, Hasward had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Yes!" The adjutant saluted and turned around to inform, but he ran into a Quincy running towards him. He didn't bother to apologize to the adjutant and hurriedly saluted Hasward:

"Report! Yinjia City has lost contact with the second batch of living action troops!"

"What!"

At the same time, this world.

It was already late at night and early in the morning, and the streets of Karakura Town were empty, with only mutilated corpses scattered everywhere.

The few remaining Quincy in white military uniforms were standing on the broad street with their sweaty bows and arrows in hand, looking nervously at the opposite side.

A petite girl with light green twin ponytails stood at the end of the street, happily humming the theme song from the cartoon "The Gunslinger". The simulated firearm in her hand shone with metallic luster under the light of the street lamp.

"No, it's impossible! With this kind of power...she's not human!" Some Quincy couldn't help the fear in their hearts, turned around and wanted to run away.

Bang!

His head was like a thin-skinned watermelon hit hard by an iron rod. It exploded to pieces, and red and white filth sprayed all over the heads and faces of the surrounding Quincy companions.

At the end of the street in the distance, the imitation gun in Rebecca's hand ignited smoke full of gunpowder instead of making a sound. She put the muzzle of the gun to her mouth and blew lightly, looking at the Quincy with eyes full of excitement like a child who found a toy:

"I didn't let you go~~~~? Now that you're here, Ju Go downstairs, even if we have closed, we will still treat you warmly~~~~!"

[K] B.J. Nain, one of the Knights of the Star Cross, is a robot wearing a knight's axe-shaped iron mask. His voice is like the dull collision sound of metal clashing:

"Where are Heather's other family members? This is the third question. I look forward to your answer."

As he spoke, his outstretched arms were entangled with countless thin metal tubes and turned into Gatling barrels and metal hammers respectively, aiming directly at Rebecca:

"Depending on your next answer, I will consider changing the questioning method. One, [use a heavy hammer to crush your limbs]; two, [use a gun to shoot through your limbs]. I look forward to your choice."

Rebecca, who looked like a little girl, not only did not show any fear after hearing this emotionless and indifferent threat, but instead slowly raised the corners of her mouth:

"You just said...[gun], right?"