Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training

The essence of spiritual pressure is a manifestation of the soul, which usually does not cause changes in reality.

However, that is only common sense for ordinary people.

The strong will never be constrained by these rules and frameworks.

Some mediocre Shinigami can pull the air and change the surrounding things even if they just release their Zanpakutō.

And further.

The Shinigami's Bankai can even cause the surrounding things to disintegrate, and then return to the essence of the spirit particle form.

So.

What consequences will the further power cause?

Huh! ! !

Accompanied by a whistling sound, the spirit particle light ball wrapped around Ulquiorra disintegrated.

The Arrancar, which has been completely deformed and revealed its original appearance, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

Spread his wings.

Black and white intertwined and collided in the air.

On his face with deeper and thicker tear marks, there is no emotional fluctuation.

Return to the blade.

In terms of effect, it is equivalent to the release of the Zanpakutō of the God of Death, and it is also a way to improve combat power in another sense.

Yami beside him raised his head slightly, looking at the black raindrops falling down, and at this moment he showed an extremely happy expression.

"Huha~ That's it... It feels a bit like returning to Hueco Mundo, so comfortable!"

Harribel just glanced over and retracted her gaze.

"Hurry up... Nnoitra, Yami, get ready."

Turned sideways and drew the sword.

Grasping the long blade that contained her own energy, Harribel's tone was firm and cold.

"Come with me and bring the target back to Hueco Mundo as soon as possible."

"Tsk... Got it."

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time!"

Under the attack of rubbing his hands, Urahara Kisuke raised his head.

He stared at the sparse black raindrops falling from the sky, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

He stretched out his hand and caught the turbid liquid in his palm.

"Not good..."

It's not a threat to himself.

But this kind of thing... cannot exist in the world.

"Kisuke!"

Shihouin Yoruichi's thoughts were almost synchronized with his. The moment he called out, Yoruichi had already retreated to his side.

"The concentration of spirit particles in the air is rising... If this continues, not to mention the streets, I'm afraid the entire Karakura Town will be in trouble!"

This is not an exaggeration, but a fact in another sense.

You should know that this information has also been revealed in the original work. For example, the concentration of spirit particles in the Soul King Palace is much more exaggerated than that in the Soul Society.

Some individuals with relatively mediocre strength will inevitably make some embarrassments when they just enter the Soul King Palace.

Magnify this behavior.

This is the problem that everyone needs to face now.

Urahara Kisuke's eyes swept around, and his thoughts had sunk to the bottom of the valley.

——Yami had already devoured the souls of more than a hundred people when he first appeared. Now that the opponent has further released his power, the number of casualties will surely increase exponentially.

While his thoughts were floating, Inoue Orihime, who was treating her injuries in the distance, had already felt physically uncomfortable.

Her eyes became a little vague, and her breathing became less smooth at the same time... As if her throat was strangled, she felt a slight suffocation at this moment.

Chad Taihu, who was beside him, knelt on one knee. Although he was not so miserable, his slightly undulating back was enough to explain the current situation.

Even individuals with the ability to perceive spiritual power were like this, so when the situation worsened and spread.

What kind of impact would it cause was almost unimaginable.

Watching Ichigo Kurosaki running towards the two of them, Kisuke Urahara looked at the light balls that continued to condense in the air and the rising concentration of spirit particles.

At this moment, he pursed his lips.

"There is no way..."

As if mumbling to himself, he half turned his head and glanced at Yoruichi beside him.

"Miss Yoruichi, please deal with them for a while and buy me some time to come out..."

To deal with these opponents, the ghost way can no longer play the role it should.

Yes.

Kisuke Urahara lowered the brim of his hat.

"I will use Bankai to reverse this phenomenon."

Kisuke Urahara is indeed a label for being secretive, but that definitely does not mean that he can sit idly by in the face of danger.

Having once been a member of the Gotei 13, he must stand up and take responsibility at this moment.

"Kisuke..."

"A little surprised? Well, I didn't expect things to become so complicated."

With a bitter smile, Kisuke Urahara restrained his expression and sat down directly on the ground.

His back was slightly hunched, staring at the Arrancars in the air, his expression was also sighing...

Gradually became serious.

"Until I find a solution, Miss Yoruichi, I'll leave it to you behind."

Years of cooperation have allowed Yoruichi Shihouin to perfectly interpret any behavior of Kisuke Urahara.

She unconditionally agrees with all the decisions made by the other party, no matter how unreasonable they seem...

"Then do it boldly, Kisuke!"

Yuruichi raised her head, and she saw Ulquiorra in the air raised his right hand.

Lightning flashed, and the air that had begun to be filled with the aura of spirit particles gradually rolled back until a condensed beam of light gathered in his palm.

That was... a highly concentrated form of spirit particles.

Do you want to catch something of that level?

It's really a bit too much to ask... but there's no way, after all, there's no one to ask for help.

"Come on!"

The turbulent flow of spiritual power rioted in an instant, accompanied by Yoruichi lowering her upper body and half lying on the ground.

The clothes on her upper body were instantly torn into pieces, and scattered into broken things dancing wildly in the sky.

Instant roar!

Concentrating the power of the Kidō on his shoulders, with the power of his fists and feet, he has the lethality comparable to that of a Zanpakutō.

Ulquiorra threw the beam of light in his hand expressionlessly.

Shihouin Yoruichi stomped her legs hard on the ground, leaving countless cracks on the asphalt road, and the whole person shot into the air.

Harribel and others also rushed forward, but they didn't seem to focus on Yoruichi.

It seemed that in their eyes, Ulquiorra was more than enough to deal with enemies of this level.

Feeling the eyes focusing on him, Ichigo Kurosaki, who was observing the situation of his friends, showed a solemn expression.

The target is him.

If that's the case... other people shouldn't be implicated.

Just then, Guri Tessai from Urahara's shop chased after him, and Ichigo Kurosaki entrusted all three of them to him.

"Thank you for your help."

"Leave it to me... Wait, Mr. Kurosaki, what do you want?"

Turning to his back, Ichigo Kurosaki, who was only left with his back, spoke in a serious tone.

"I'm going to complete my mission."

Solve the troubles against yourself, and don't leave these things to others.

Cruel life, trample soul.

Hurt your companions, and act so recklessly at the same time.

For such an extremely evil person, Ichigo Kurosaki will never want to hold back.

He raised his right hand slightly and covered his face - use all his strength to defeat all the intruders!

Harribel saw the other party's behavior completely, and just raised his right hand in silence.

Above the index finger.

The black turbid stream vaguely emerged.

The Ten Blades of NO.3 are so powerful that they should not be underestimated.

All parties are ready, and everything seems to be reaching a fierce climax at this moment.

And at this moment.

It fell with a clear echo, as if something invisible was frozen at this moment.

Everyone had a very strange sense of frustration.

At the same time, a cold voice ran through the whole scene, showing an unparalleled sense of presence.

"Scatter, Senbon Sakura."

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The whistling sea of ​​cherry blossoms washed down from the horizon.

The several parties that were about to collide reacted instantly and pulled away again.

Ichigo Kurosaki flashed a black and red electric light in his hand, but stopped at this moment - he raised his head in confusion, but saw the figure of Byakuya Kuchiki.

Standing in the sky.

"Bai...ya?"

He didn't know why the other party appeared here, and wanted to ask something, but he didn't wait to open his mouth.

Harrielbe's Void Flash had penetrated the sea of ​​flowers, and like a comet that broke through the air, it shot straight at Ichigo Kurosaki's face.

He couldn't react in time.

But it didn't matter.

The man who emerged from the shadows stepped forward lightly, flipping his hands and slashing the Void Flash from bottom to top.

Clang! ! !

It was clearly a collision between iron and energy, but it burst out with an echo that was enough to make people look sideways.

The energy ball that was knocked away rushed into the sky, drew a terrifying arc, and then exploded in the air.

"It's so scary~ It's as if the whole space was swallowed up."

Fancy haori, a face full of stubble.

The captain of the 8th Division, Kyoraku Shunsui, smiled foolishly and looked behind him, saying in a joking tone.

"It's not a good habit to be distracted in other places during the confrontation, boy~"

A little shame emerged, but more of it was confusion.

"Kyōraku... Captain?"

Where did you come from?

"Hmph, I see. Is this a Hollow Flash? But the energy formation and fluctuations are completely different..."

"It is a unique energy that has been more exaggeratedly concentrated and mixed with Hollows... no, it should be called Arrancar?"

"It is really interesting. Everyone, please help me with my experiment."

A high-pitched tone, accompanied by a steady sound of footsteps.

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at a figure passing by him and walked slowly forward.

The captain of the 12th Division, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, raised his head and opened his hands as if to embrace the sky, and his tone became extremely exaggerated.

"Let me dissect you with gratitude!"

Three captains appeared at once.

Ichigo Kurosaki completely lost his understanding of the current situation.

After all, the boy still had little experience, and it was fortunate that... someone was willing to give a corresponding explanation at this moment.

"Thanks for holding on until now, Mr. Kurosaki."

With a tone full of compassion, Unohana Retsu clasped his hands in front of him, smiled and walked slowly forward.

"Please leave the next matter to our Gotei 13 to handle."

The words fell.

Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes also fell behind her.

I saw an extremely wide and more than five-meter-high arched torii floating on the ruins.

I don’t know when this thing appeared...but these things are not very important anymore.

Because it is visible to the naked eye.

Familiar figures are flashing from under the torii gate.

Kenpachi Zaraki, Renji Abarai, Ikkaku Madarame...

"Everyone, this is..."

"Spirit fixation technology."

A cold voice sounded from beside him, accompanied by a faint fragrance that hit his nostrils. Kurosaki Ichigo looked over in hindsight.

His eyes met Nieyin Meng beside him.

The other party showed him a gentle smile and took out the bandage from his arms.

"Please let me take care of your injuries. This is the only job I can do at the moment."

in addition.

"Continue the topic just now."

"The spiritual son fixation device is a product of research and development in order to be able to communicate between the real world and Soul Society as quickly as possible."

"Its existence can ignore the time it takes for Death to cross the world, stabilize its form as quickly as possible, and then take action in this world."

Is there such a thing?

"No, you haven't finished speaking yet, Nemu!"

Nirvana's voice is still high, as if this is his home court, everything...

Everything is just a foil for this mad scientist.

"This is the product of my dignity and hard work, and the compromise I made with that woman."

"Although it is so ugly and completely inconsistent with the aesthetics in my heart. But I have to admit... this is indeed a shocking product."

"With this thing, actions between the present world and Soul Society will become extremely simple from now on."

Of course, this also has shortcomings.

Snapping his fingers, Nirvana's expression was filled with an almost overflowing confidence.

"That's the fragility of this world."

"As the most fragile and vulnerable place among the three realms, it is destined to be unable to withstand a large amount of spiritual power...otherwise it will collapse."

"Here. My uncle's fixed device for conducting research plays a vital role."

"Ice everything in this world and pull it away. It's like a 100% replica of the model~"

"The space we are in now is no longer the Karakura Town known to mortals."

"Then, in this case, we, the God of Death, do not need to make too many compromises and choose to suppress our own strength."

“That’s what allows us to really go all out.”

"Arrancar gentlemen! May I ask, how do you feel about these things? Seeing this desperate place that belongs to you alone..."

Yes.

If you have to describe it.

"How about we call it a slaughterhouse?"

The support from Soul Society continues.

At the same time, it cuts off the connection with the real world and becomes an independent space.

It seems that surrendering is the only way out?

Faced with such a threat, Yami was the first to react.

He made a soft 'ah' sound, raised his right hand, and rubbed his thick neck vigorously.

"Although I don't quite understand what you are talking about...but."

Hey.

He showed a ferocious smile.

"If you can go all out, you will get what you want here."