Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

The blood-soaked blade had a strange feeling everywhere. As the blood dripped from the blade, tears of blood seemed to be shed in the air.

Belsi felt as if she had been transported into a world of blood for an instant. The ground under her feet had been covered with blood at some point, and everything she looked at was blood red.

There is no oppressive powerful spiritual pressure, nor is there any immediate feeling of discomfort, but this world of blood is full of strange auras, especially the Unohana at the end, which is the ruler of this world, is even more impressive. A sense of danger.

Belsi wanted to use his own power to not only completely eliminate this strange sea of ​​blood, but at least to leave a piece of pure land for himself.

It's just that it can be called the God of Killing at this moment, and its ability to kill souls and spiritual power has no effect on this vision. Is this actually an illusion?

Just when he had this idea, Uzhihua on the opposite side suddenly swung his sword twice, and the blood-red liquid turned into two intersecting thin lines along the blade and slashed towards Belsi.

Although it was not yet certain whether the blood-red world was an illusion or reality, Belsi did not relax his vigilance. Two spears shot out from behind, defeating the two lines of blood.

Mao Zhihua swung out two more swords, and finally thrust all the swords in his hands into the ground again and again. Blood and water suddenly surged towards the opponent like waves.

Belxi still used the spirit spear to deal with it. Although his feet had already stepped into the strange blood, for some reason, he didn't want to have too much contact with this thing that was either an illusion or reality, especially when the flowers of Uzumaki frequently came to him. If he attacks him with blood and water, he will be even less likely to do what the other party wants.

Just relying on the previous slash, Unohana approached him again. The bloody blade in his hand seemed to be swung erratically, but it was more of a threat to the right half of his body, which had lost his right arm. Even if Belsi swung While holding on to the chain, he kept moving around, but he was still hit once or twice by the blood on the opponent's blade.

However, even if the blood touched the wound on his right shoulder, it did not bring him any pain. He even felt a trace of warmth, and the power in his body seemed to be stronger.

How is this going? While Belsi was confused, he did not resist the power that was almost overflowing from his body. He temporarily ignored the purpose of this strange blood-red world and devoted himself wholeheartedly to attacking the Maozhihua.

He waved the chain in his hand to make it airtight, and even occasionally used the chain to lift up the blood on the ground, and attacked the Uzuki Flower.

Uzhihua was forced back by the chains several times, but either Belsi quickly moved forward or she regained her strength. The two of them just trembled together, forgetting themselves. Hundreds of moves were passed in a short period of time, but both sides failed. No one can hurt anyone.

In this regard, Uozhihua still looked calm, and even showed a slight smile occasionally, but Belxi was different. It was obvious that he felt that the power in his body was so turbulent, and even a little uncomfortable, as if he was about to explode from his chest.

Being so 'powerful', he gradually lost his advantage in fighting the opponent. At first, he was able to push back the god of death in front of him, but now, the two of them are completely on par with each other.

Has that god of death become stronger? ….No, he didn’t feel the other party burst out with a different momentum than before.

Have I become weaker?

But the satisfaction in his body, as if every cell was filled with power, was so real. This was a wonderful feeling that Belch had never felt before.

But since it’s not that the opponent has become stronger, nor that he has become weaker, how could the battle have progressed to this point?

Bel Xi was distracted for a moment, but Uzhihua seized this opportunity and stabbed Bel Xi in the face.

Belsi reacted and quickly turned his head to avoid, but the blade covered in blood still left a wound on his face.

Unohana turned her wrist across the blade and swiped at Belsi again. Belhi leaned to one side and knocked Unohana away with her injured right shoulder.

This time, he did not choose to close his front and attack again. Instead, he took a few steps back to distance himself from his opponent.

Huh-huh-huh-

Belsey's chest

It rose and fell, like a bellows constantly sucking in and sending air out of the body. He felt tired, more tired than ever before, and wanted to fall on the bed right away and have a good sleep.

No, why do I feel tired? I have the killing power of God, but how can a battle of this level make me feel tired?

Bel Xi noticed something strange. While he was carefully guarding the Uzhihua, he secretly cast his gaze at the right hand holding the chain.

This hand had been dyed red in the battle with Uzhihua, but now he looked carefully and saw that the chain wrapped around his hand was embedded in his flesh and blood at some point. He shook his hand in disbelief. The slight tingling told him that what he was seeing was not an illusion.

When did my skin, my body, become so fragile?

Yes, Belsi noticed that the inexplicable fatigue and the flesh and blood that seemed to burst at the touch of a touch all pointed to the fact that his body was declining.

He turned his attention to Maozhihua again, fearing that the answer to this question lay in that woman.

"It seems that you have finally realized that it is not that the power in your body is increasing, but that your body is getting weaker, and it is gradually becoming unable to withstand the power contained in your body."

Mao Zhihua said, holding all up in front of her, "My interpretation of the 卍 is called All End. To put it more bluntly, it means all coming to an end."

"The body, spiritual pressure, and even life will all follow my will and move uncontrollably towards the end when I release my Bankai, including me."

"Do you understand, Quincy?" Unohana said softly, "We have long been on the road where our bodies will eventually decay, and we are running uncontrollably towards the end. Just like two people whose retreat is constantly cut off, moving forward is the only choice, and the winner can get a breath in a small space."

"Take a good look at what you look like now, Quincy." Unohana said, pointing the tip of the knife at Belshi, "Take a good look at your already broken body."

When Belshi heard this, he subconsciously touched his chest with his left hand.

His burly body was like jelly, and a slight press on his chest sank down, and blood gradually stained his white clothes red.

"Since we are not enemies, your body has also reached its limit, right?" Belshi forced a smile, as if to comfort himself, "You may even be worse than me now, even standing is already difficult!" "Yes, if I am not under control, I will be a skeleton." Unohana said, stretching out her left hand, which had no skin on it, and the white bone hand looked a little scary. But Belshi did not wait for him to be proud, just a blink of an eye, the hands returned to their original state, as if everything just now was just an illusion. The so-called end is just a joke made by the woman. .

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