Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

Chapter 64

That's right.

The hunter who became the prey was the host of that auction:

Looking at the specifications of the auction, we can tell that what he did was not likely to be inspired by the nobles, it could only be a personal act——

with semi-tacit approval behind the scenes.

certainly.

Compared with the few soul golds in Haruto's body, the real rich people are in Room 1.

But the relationship between the amount of wealth and strength is usually directly proportional. Maybe this guy just thinks that it is easier to succeed between the two of them.

pity.

There is something wrong with his vision for finding opponents.

"..."

He was hit directly by the fully chanted enhanced version of the Thunder Roar Cannon, and still had his spiritual pressure tightly locked by the six sticks of light.

Even a fifth-level spiritual power would have to lose half of its life.

After this guy stood up shakily from the pit——

"Uh-huh!"

"Chase!"

The instant sounds on both sides sounded almost at the same time!

Byakuya reacted very quickly and immediately stepped on Shunpo to catch up.

Although Haruto was half a beat behind, he could still follow the traces of spiritual pressure left by Byakuya and barely hang on behind: the opponent was seriously injured by the thunder cannon, the body was injured and the spiritual pressure was unstable, and the speed of Shunpo was also slowed down. Come down.

Otherwise Haruto wouldn’t be able to keep up.

Although Byakuya's Shunpo speed was faster than his opponent's, he didn't press too hard to prevent his opponent from counterattacking at the last moment.

After determining a win-win situation, bloodletting tactics are the safest approach. This is also the most common fighting style of the Kuchiki family.

And as Byakuya, he is not worried about the nobles behind the scenes taking action... In that case, the harvest tonight will only be greater.

However.

Just when the god of death is pressing down ahead and is about to hit the bottom——

"Stop!"

Haruto suddenly shouted to Byakuya.

"?!"

Although Byakuya was half a beat late, he quickly felt the crisis:

Dangerous and chaotic spiritual pressure was rapidly approaching from a distance, and the attack, completely integrated with the night, quietly descended on the land in front of them——

"Beep!!!"

————

Ten minutes ago.

When Haruto and Byakuya just walked out of the auction, the opposite side of the forest near the Rukongai in Nishi 1st District was already devastated by the explosion.

"boom!"

A thin figure tumbled out of the explosion.

The young man with a side ponytail and an overly pale face knelt on the ground with a Zanpakutō.

"Hoo, ho!"

The violent rise and fall of his chest showed that his condition was really not good.

"I told you everything..."

From the shadow of the trees opposite him, two men of similar age slowly walked out.

The shorter one wears quite gorgeous clothes. Haori has the same style as the captain of the Gotei 13, but the color is slightly different, showing a grid-like light green.

but.

To say that he was slightly shorter was compared to the tall man next to him who was nearly two meters tall: a man with a bare chest, a light green scarf on his forehead, and two Zanpakutos at his waist.

The most important thing is that they have no intention of covering up their appearance.

"Hand over everything, and I can let you live."

It can be judged by the wording that the shorter person is the speaker.

"...There really aren't any more."

"No?"

He didn't care at all about the other person's bitter expression.

"Qianju was once a famous family among famous families."

"As the right-hand man of the Shiba family in the past, you told me that now there is only a secret book about the ninety-year-old broken path left?"

"Who do you think you're deceiving—"

"Thousand-handed Anaconda?"

"..."

After being called by his first name, Thousand-Handed Anaconda's expression no longer looked as bitter as before, but instantly became ferocious.

"Pooh."

He spat out the bright red color on his lips.

"Although the Senju family is in decline, I am still a direct descendant of the family. How can you, an illegitimate son of the Tsunayashiro branch, judge me -"

"Tsunayashiro Mamoru?"

"..."

If Haruto were here, he would have definitely seen the identities of the two parties: Room 1, who spent a lot of money, and Room 30, who sold the valuable treasure on consignment.

"How dare you say that."

A ferocious expression appeared on Tsunayashiro Mamoru's face.

"It seems that running away like a mouse just now made you feel that you had an opportunity."

"Uji!"

Tsunayashiro Mamoru's voice was not loud, but it was filled with a sense of evil.

"After playing for so long, you finally remembered me, young master?"

The tall man wearing a turban took a step forward, holding the two Zanpakutos at his waist with both hands.

"Give him an impressive death."

"...Can't you express yourself freely?"

The god of death named Uji asked back, but the only answer he received was silence.

"..."

"Okay, since it is your request, Master."

The relationship between the two is not as simple as it seems. Although Tsunayashiro Mamoru is equipped with a guard, the latter's status is not much lower than him.

It's hard to say which of the two is more important to the Tsunayashiro family, the guard who comes from the main family, or the illegitimate son who comes from a different family.

"Don't worry, my friend."

Uji looked at Senju, who was staring at his Zanpakutō warily.

"Although your eyes are as sharp as your name, you don't need to look at me like this... I'm not very familiar with this Zanpakutō that I just acquired."

Uji let go of his left hand and made a harmless gesture.

"Besides..."

But the right hand holding the hilt of the knife quickly closed, and the forward steps did not stop for a moment.

"You are not worthy of me using two knives at the same time."

"Zeng!" x2!

Two bright sharp blades were unsheathed at the same time under the hazy moonlight!

"Copy it, Kaleidoscope!"

"Entangle it, Yinshu!"

The two released their Zanpakuto at the same time.

"..."

At this moment, Uji raised his foot and stepped forward. The branch that Senju was about to insert into the ground - a cane like a dead tree, which was the appearance of his Zanpakuto after being released - also stopped less than two centimeters away.

"What's wrong?"

Uji showed an expression that was not unexpected.

Even though the battle had not started, cold sweat slid down Senju's cheeks.

"Let the plants in the area grow wildly, regardless of friend or foe, and extract the vitality of all targets except the holder to feed back to itself."

"The range of action is..."

"A circle with a radius of 20 meters."

Tsunayashiro not only recognized his name, but also accurately stated the ability and data of his Zanpakuto. With such a huge gap in intelligence, the outcome of the battle was already determined.

But!

At the moment when Uji's voice fell.

"Zeng."

The tip of the Zanpakuto, which was almost close to the surface of the ground, was fiercely inserted into the ground.

"Swish--"

The noise of tearing the air sounded together with the sound of breaking the ground!

"Bang!"

The grass ropes that were tangled together like ropes and attacked from all directions at the same time were easily cut into several pieces by the Zanpakuto.

"..."

"Oh, I forgot to say it."

Uji shook the second Zanpakuto in his hand.

He was not familiar with this Zanpakuto he had just bought, and could not use its Shikai ability... but it was enough to weed.

"If you focus on one direction, you can extend the distance to a maximum of thirty meters."

"You didn't miss it this time, did you?"

"......"

Senju was silent.

His hidden cards were exposed, and he had no other choice but to escape.

"Where are the arrogant words you just said?"

Senju needed to distract the other party first.

"It's just to make you die more decently. I didn't expect that the descendant of a fallen family couldn't even show sympathy for others."