Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

Then——

"Dang-clang!"

The golden spirit ropes linked and merged with each other, and soon turned into the metal chains of the sixty-third binding method.

Hanging Star.

As a test product of Haruto's "large-scale binding method", this move can derive many types of control binding methods; however, when facing an opponent of the level of the giant hollow, the low-numbered binding methods will be broken quickly.

The time it took for the giant hollow to break free from the rope and the lock bar binding has helped him verify this point in advance.

Haruto has no choice:

Dankong and Jingmen are both ghost methods with numbers above 80, but unfortunately these two moves are not control-type binding methods.

The only thing that can be used is the lock bar binding.

"Starry Beast Bones"

And any binding method has the strongest suppression power at the beginning.

"Spire, Red Crystal, Steel Wheel"

Haruto used the largest-scale lock bar binding so far, with the purpose of buying time for the complete chanting of the advanced broken method.

"Moving is wind, stopping is emptiness"

The speed and strength of the giant hollow are superior. Even if he is controlled by the binding path, Haruto is not going to approach the opponent rashly--

He will not suffer the loss of pretending to be too powerful.

"The sound of long spears hitting each other fills the hollow city!"

Although the proficiency of the zanhualun is improving every day, there is no substantial breakthrough in the range.

Haruto can only choose to use the most powerful lightning strike to serve the opponent.

"Hadao 63"

"Crack!"

Thunder is born out of nowhere!

The scattered electric light turned into a thin snake, wandering around along the rugged and dilapidated surface... It was a strange phenomenon of too much thunder and lightning power.

"Thunder roar cannon!"

"Boom!!"

————

The giant hollow fell.

The ghost-like mask was broken into countless large and small pieces.

Some were still attached to the giant hollow's face, while others turned into spirit particles and disappeared in the air during the process of flying and scattering.

The dark curtain covering it had completely disappeared in the light of the Thunder Roar Cannon.

"Huh——"

Haruto let out a long sigh.

"It's over."

Although Haruto was suppressing the giant hollow almost the entire time, if there was a slight mistake in the execution of the plan, he would be killed on the spot.

"Although he is not as good as Gillian in terms of spiritual pressure, if it comes to a life-and-death battle, this guy is probably better than many big hollows."

"In other words."

"I also defeated an opponent at the vice-captain level... although he is the weaker one."

Haruto felt it.

He was one step closer to the node of being promoted to the sixth-level spiritual power, and he probably didn't have to wait until he returned to the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy.

"..."

Haruto took a last look at the giant hollow's body.

"Hurry up."

There was no spoils to clean up after killing the hollow.

"If Aizen is looking at this place, then it's useless for me to escape."

"But if he happens not to be here... Go as far as you can, and don't let me be found out no matter what!"

Haruto made a decision very quickly.

However...

Just when he turned around and was about to leave.

"Crack."

A strange and slight sound was accurately transmitted to Haruto's ears.

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Volume 1: 027, Who is bleeding all over the ground?

"Oh no!"

Haruto realized what happened in an instant.

He made a serious mistake: since this giant hollow, which can be called a small hollow, can master various weakened versions of the big hollow skills, there is no reason not to master such a practical ability as "high-speed regeneration".

And Haruto's mentality is also problematic.

Although he said that it was a battle of equal strength, after the fish pond in front was blown up too many times, he might become a fish!

Haruto, who had never experienced failure, was careless when facing a new opponent:

Hollows don't have corpses. When they die, they will directly turn into light particles in the spirit state and disappear.

The crackling sound just now...

It was the sound of the giant false face reshaping and healing!

"Huh——"

The combined ghost path of the Zhaotian Ball and the Hanging Star has disappeared, and the night has reoccupied this dilapidated open space.

In the dark night, the creeping black shadow extended from the place where the giant hollow fell, and unknowingly covered the ground under Haruto's feet-

There was no way to react!

The black curtain... No, it should be said that the cloak that originally covered the giant hollow was not torn apart by the lightning,

but the giant hollow took advantage of the smoke raised by the attack to pretend to be broken and released the cloak.

It was for this moment!

"Wow!"

The darkness deeper than the night surrounded Haruto from all directions, like a "black coffin". The despair and oppression that kept approaching from the outside to the inside not only blocked all directions of retreat, but also dealt a heavy blow to the spirit.

Except——

"Up!"

The giant hollow used the moves it had just used to deal with it to greet Haruto. Not only that, it even deliberately exposed a flaw.

With this guy's IQ, it is impossible to leave such an obvious gap, so the top can only be a trap.

But even if it is a trap, Haruto has to rush!

The darkness that kept approaching gave Haruto a very bad feeling. His intuition told him that he must not touch these weird things.

So.

"Bang!"

The spiritual pressure in the body quickly gathered towards the legs.

The already broken ground was trampled into two deep footprints.

The straw sandals obtained from the Ise family, after persisting for a whole week, finally broke apart like butterflies.

"Swish!"

Haruto rushed towards the sky at an unprecedented speed. At this critical moment of life and death, even his instant step had a new breakthrough:

His speed had reached the minimum standard of instant step, which was comparable to the peak of the half-step of the great perfection of the giant hollow.

But!

The giant hollow was waiting for the opportunity after all.

At the last moment when he was about to rush out, the dome-like ghost face mask had covered the gap leading to the outside, and the hideous and staggered fangs opened up and down like an abyss, biting down fiercely at Haruto's body!

"Squeak!"

The striking red color fell like a rainstorm.

"Swoosh——"

Haruto fell to the ground with a sound like a broken bag.

"Plop!"

————

Pain.

Heart-piercing pain, literally.

Although the giant hollow didn't cut Haruto in half, it left a deep groove on his body - from his throat to his lower abdomen - where you could see the bone... No, the injury was not as simple as "seeing the bone". None of the ribs in the chest that were originally used to protect the internal organs were intact.

Lungs and heart.

The two most important organs in the upper body are only separated from the not-so-cold summer night air by a thin layer of chest diaphragm.

Even so.

The strong impact caused by the blow just now still made Haruto almost suffocate... Even his consciousness became extremely blurred as his heart stopped beating for a moment.

"Hiss!"

Even breathing became an unbearable action.

"I was careless and didn't dodge."

Haruto could only concentrate in this way, otherwise the pain from the chest alone would make him faint from the pain.

"It's really fatal!"

Haruto wanted to use his Zanpakutō to support his body and stand up, but even the slightest movement would be magnified by such an injury - even Haruto, who had been practicing ghost arts for many years and regarded pain and numbness as drinking water and eating, could not bear such unprecedented pain.

"It's already this time, and there is still no reaction?"

Haruto's second purpose of holding his Zanpakutō was to try to see if he could successfully release it at the moment of life and death.

Even in the face of crisis, Haruto was not thinking about death, but to see what kind of ability his Zanpakutō had - Shikai was not the return of the Arrancar, and it did not have the effect of healing all the injuries of the whole body at the same time of release.

"My arm..."

"Not to mention swinging the Zanpakutō, it's even difficult to lift it up."

Releasing the ghost arts requires both hands. With Haruto's current physical condition, he doesn't have to dream of using the Thunder Roar Cannon or the Zanpakurin smoothly.

Moreover.

The attack just now also caused an impact on his soul sleep.

Although the spiritual pressure in the body was not consumed much, the disordered state made it difficult to extract the spiritual pressure as easily as usual.

Haruto raised his head with the last bit of strength and looked at the giant hollow walking towards him. There was no expression on the square mask, but the tilted head like an innocent child made Haruto clearly feel its extremely mocking expression.

"It seems..."

"I'm not the protagonist."

"Buzz!"