Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

"I've said it all..."

The last thread of spirit particles completely sutured the wound.

Haruto waved his two fingers to the side and back, and a slender light blue arc quietly opened in the night.

"Don't move."

"Buzz!"

The arc light quickly expanded the space, and the spirit particles attracted expanded into an extremely sharp crescent moon - the Quincy version of the Zanhua Wheel shot out in the air!

"Shua."

The guy hiding in the dark dodged the attack with a flash step:

The power of the two Zanhua Wheels is almost the same, but unfortunately the release speed of the Quincy version is a bit slower after all.

However.

Haruto's attack did not end.

All the fingers aimed at the back were spread out in the palm, and the gathered star points turned into a confluence of light, which was compressed into a high concentration of spirit particles in the hand:

"Flying Dragon Strike Thief Thunder Cannon!"

"Sizzle!!"

The dazzling lightning column gushed out!

But before it hit the target——

"Ding."

The two pillar-shaped hammers merged together, absorbing all the spiritual pressure of the thunder cannon.

"?"

The vice-captain level could not stop Haruto's thunder cannon.

"......Are they the God-given weapons again?"

Haruto turned around quietly and saw the culprit of this incident for the first time.

Five vice-captains with different equipment except for the dark green death suit, and the white-haired man guarded by them in the middle:

It is not the natural silver color caused by the ability, but the most natural aging and withering from black to white; the dark red scar slants across the left eye, the frowning eyebrows and the corners of the mouth, giving people a sense of harshness and coldness.

The dark cloak fluttering in the wind behind him is the opposite of the dull color of the captain of the Gotei 13.

And in his arms, An Heduo, who seemed to be sleeping like an empty bag, has not woken up yet.

"It's well-deserved."

The voice sounds cold and ruthless, but it is also full of leadership temperament.

"13th Division, Haruto, 4th seat."

"......"

Haruto did not reply.

The other party knew his identity, which meant that they had a good understanding of the current state of Soul Society.

"Who are you?"

A simple conversation revealed that the other party was not a god of death like Meizhen who had been sealed for a long time and had just regained his freedom.

"Ryudoji Yanlong."

Men did not shy away from reporting their origins.

"Former upper noble, head of the Ryudoji family."

Head of an upper noble?

At this age, he did not look like a new clan leader, so it was almost certain that he had the strength of a captain.

"......Former?"

Haruto was best at capturing these details.

"In the civil war of the nobles just after the Quincy Rebellion was suppressed a thousand years ago, we were ordered by the honorable Ueyama Tsunayashiro to snipe the Shihouin family, which was also one of the five great nobles."

"The civil war was forced to stop at the hands of Yamamoto Shigekuni, and our Ryudoji family was abandoned by the Tsunayashiro family. All members were exiled to the Dankai after being tried by the Central Forty-Six Chambers."

The man named Ryudoji Yanlong was completely in a posture of answering every question: he showed an extraordinary "magnanimity" for these past glory and humiliation.

"..."

"Just exile?"

The ministers were about to fight to the death, why did His Majesty surrender first-even from Haruto's perspective, the Ryudoji family was a complete victim.

It was rare that they dared to attack the great nobles without executing all of them:

The third-class spiritual power captain level, as a symbol of the combat power of the upper nobles, was not something that could not be abandoned or difficult to deal with.

"Because there was a system among the nobles at that time: if the death row prisoner could defeat the giant hollow in the execution ground with bare hands, the death penalty could be reduced to exile."

Ryudoji Yanlong said lightly.

"....."

It sounds simple.

But you have to know that the execution ground where the nobles watched for fun was made up of murderous stones: in such an environment, the death god could hardly use the slashing fist and running ghost.

Defeat the giant hollow in such an environment?

Except for a very few special white-fighting users, others are simply sending themselves to death... Even the captain level is in a situation where there is a narrow escape.

"Are you seeking revenge on the Tsunayashiro family?"

Haruto wanted to try to assimilate the other party: If the opponent is the Tsunayashiro family, Haruto is very willing to help.

"No, it is revenge on this corrupt Soul Society."

However, the resentment that has lasted for thousands of years cannot be changed by a few words from a young boy like him.

"......"

"What does this have to do with her?"

Haruto and Ryudoji Yanlong, both of them looked at An Heduo who was caught by the latter.

"Then why did you protect her?"

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Volume 1: 124, When you are sad, you don't need to hold back any tears

"......"

Haruto couldn't answer Ryudoji's words.

He had indeed discovered the difference in Anheduo a long time ago, and the statement that someone would attack her was not nonsense.

However.

Haruto's purpose was not simple, he wanted to use Anheduo to attract the enemy here.

Reason?

There were too many suspicious points about Anheduo:

When helping the spirit, he was not attacked by the Hollow that was struck by lightning; he couldn't find the floor of his company; the name on the sportswear did not match the nameplate on the desk; the information about the 13th Division Death God was inconsistent with what Haruto knew.

Finally.

Although the opponent had deliberately set up a trap, they did implement a plan to abduct Anhedo during the initial battle between Haruto and Meizhen.

Taken alone, none of these pieces of information were enough for Haruto to make a judgment, but if all of them were put together...

The enemy's goal was to find and take Anhedo away at the right time.

...Enough for Haruto to confirm his guess.

"You are very smart, Haruto."

Ryudoji took a half step back, and Haruto followed a little forward, and the distance between the two remained unchanged.

"If you were not still concerned about the Soul Society, you would have gone down the same path as us sooner or later after your teacher was killed by the stinking corruption of the Soul Society."

"..."

Haruto ignored the other party's provocation.

Such one-way information transparency shows that the situation is not friendly to him.

"Otherwise, I would like to invite you to join me."

Ryudoji's words are very tempting. The nobles who were exiled a thousand years ago can still persist until now. His ability to draw cakes and sensationalize is indeed first-class.

"You think too much."

"Who knows?"

Ryudoji smiled meaningfully.

"Okay."

"Shua!"

The five death gods who had quietly surrounded Haruto returned to the vicinity of Ryudoji in an instant.

"The time has come."

Ryudoji glanced around.

"Let's talk about our conversation later."

"......Do you think you can get away?"

Haruto put his right hand on the hilt of the knife.

"Haruto, my subordinates did not do nothing while you were recovering."

"Buzz!!"

The square quadrilateral barrier spread out with Haruto as the center.

"?"

Haruto was very cautious and did not draw his sword directly.

"Haruto, your subordinate, don't try to waste your energy."

"The power of the light column surrounding you comes from the broken world, and its strength is equivalent to the anti-membrane used by the Gillian group. The only difference is that the defense direction has become difficult to destroy from the inside."

"You will be free after twelve hours."

"......"

24 hours?

Given the opponent's efficiency, this time may be enough for Ryudoji to achieve his goal.

"I'm glad."

The figures of the subordinates around Ryudoji gradually disappeared.

"It's great that Lord Meizhen is willing to cooperate with our actions. Otherwise, with my combat power in the real world, I really can't take you down."

It's like the body slowly blending into the night-a special spatial movement ability, but it also does not come from these death gods themselves.

"Now it seems."

Ryudoji's body, with Anheduo, gradually disappeared.

"My friend is indeed very wise."

...Friend?

Perhaps because he felt that he had a sure win, Ryudoji still revealed some information that Haruto didn't know before leaving.

Unfortunately.