Death: This Death is not serious

District 80 of Nanliukongai, Xiulin.

The golden sunlight filled the entire forest, covering the blood color of the forest with a sacred coat.

It was cloudy this morning, but it became cloudless at noon, as if the heavens recognized this "just" war.

The light that gives life to all things pours down to the earth, just like the golden river of the sky that nourishes all living things.

People are either facing each other with swords, wailing everywhere, or running away.

"Kill! Eradicate these rebels!"

"Protect one king and five dukes, and the traitors should be killed."

"Damn nobles, we have been betrayed!"

Aozaki Mayu stood on the trunk of a big tree, wearing a black cloak that isolates spiritual pressure, looking at the chaotic battlefield below.

Shouts and curses came one after another, and blood covered the earth with red clothes.

The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, and sprinkled warmly on Aozaki Mazuki.

Broken limbs and arms could be seen everywhere in the woods, and the breeze blew the green leaves swaying and rustling.

He fell to the ground and listened to the soldiers and rebels in the woods not far away still arguing, and the swords clashed only to take each other's lives.

The front battlefield was handed over to the 11th Division, and Kuchiki Hibiki led the special forces of the 1st Division to guard the periphery to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

Aozaki Mazuki looked at him, but he was not worried at all, and was not worried that he could see the clues.

The spiritual pressure of the two was at the same level. As long as he did not use Bankai to enhance the spiritual pressure, there was no need to worry about being able to see through the mirror flower and water moon.

Moreover, the two were not very familiar with each other, and they would not reveal any flaws even if they were in close contact.

"The war is about to end." Aozaki Mazuki looked into the distance and said with some emotion.

"Who are you and why are you blocking our way?"

A team of six stood behind him, wearing ragged clothes with the rebel logo, and the leader asked vigilantly.

"This is quite far from the front battlefield, right? Seeing everyone's panic, are you running away?"

The leader saw his Zanpakutō hanging on his waist, narrowed his eyes and pulled out his Zanpakutō.

"This has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, you'd better not block the road and get out of the way."

"You are really arrogant, reminding me of myself in my daily life." Aozaki Mayuki rolled his eyes and looked at the sunlight cast in the green shade above his head, "But arrogance requires skills, and you just don't have it, isn't it a pity?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Facing our rebel army, you are a coward who hides your head and shows your tail, and you are so arrogant?" The leader of the rebels raised the long sword in his hand and rushed up.

"You look like a small leader, so don't deceive yourself, right? You rebels are all rotten fish and shrimp, don't you know it? Without the support of the nobles, you can only barely survive in the Xiulin District."

Aozaki Mazuki raised his knife to block the attack and looked at the rebels.

"Tenth-level spiritual power is considered a good material. As for the people behind you, they are ordinary death gods and can also be used to make up the number."

The leader of the rebel team was a little scared by Aozaki Mazuki's eyes, and he took a step back, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to worry about this matter."

Seeing that the other party dared to be discouraged in front of him, Aozaki Mazuki didn't say much nonsense. He appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, raised his hand and slashed blood.

The remaining five rebels swallowed their saliva, touched their foreheads, and were a little dazed.

The captain had just been engaged in a heated verbal exchange with the other party. How could he fight over a disagreement? Fighting would be fine, but he couldn't even block a single blow, and even his Zanpakutō was broken. Now he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with only the shocking wound on his chest proving that the blood was still flowing.

"Don't worry, he's not dead yet, but he will be soon."

Aozaki Mayu gently waved the long sword in his hand like an elegant nobleman, and the blood spilled on the ground in a beautiful arc.

"Are you ready to accompany him?"

"No..."

Before the rebels finished speaking, Aozaki Mayu had already rushed up.

In an instant, blood was all over the woods.

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"Didn't that guy say he would come? Where is he now? Is he entangled by Rangiku again and can't get away?"

Ichimaru Gin, who was bearing the illusion of Aozaki Mayu, stood on the cliff with several guards, occasionally killing several rebels and observing the battlefield situation thoughtfully.

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On the other side of the woods.

"Captain." A soldier of the 1st Squadron saluted.

"What's the situation?" Kuchiki Hibiki nodded and asked.

"The 11th Squadron has broken through two lines of defense, and the enemy is holding on to the headquarters." The soldier replied, "In my opinion, at most four small, the 11th Division will be able to annihilate the enemy."

"But..."

"What's wrong?" Kuchiki Hibiki frowned and said impatiently. He hated people who were hesitant.

The soldier said: "It's just that Lord Aozaki Kenpachi didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. He has been watching. Only the squads led by the officers are attacking."

Kuchiki Hibiki seemed to have expected it and said with a little pride:

"You don't understand this. He is training the soldiers. The 11th Division is a one-sided crushing of the rebels. This battle is like a training for him."

"If everything needs the captain to do it himself, then the Gotei 13 only needs the captain. Is there any need for each squad to exist?"

He was somewhat fortunate that he asked Aozaki Mayu about the battle plan in advance so that he could show off his IQ in front of the soldiers.

"I see. "The soldiers widened their eyes and said in admiration.

Then they couldn't help but start thinking, how did this usually reckless and impulsive captain suddenly become smart?

Seeing the performance of the soldiers, Kuchiki Hibiki nodded proudly.

He needed recognition. Even if the status of these soldiers in his heart was not as good as Kuchiki Ginrei, it still made him feel good.

But when he thought of his respected father-in-law, his mood was not so wonderful.

Before leaving today, his father-in-law didn't say a word of concern to him.

Although Aozaki Mayuki reminded Kuchiki Ginrei, the latter was obviously a stubborn person and it was impossible for him to shake his mind with just a few words.

I am his son-in-law , why can't he even care about me? Does my father-in-law really regard me as a member of the Kuchiki family?

Kuchiki Hibiki showed an unwilling look.

Although he was born in an ordinary Shinigami family, he has always been a dazzling genius in people's eyes since he joined the Maou Spiritual Academy.

Otherwise, just a good appearance would not be enough for him to marry into the Kuchiki family.

Whether it is commoners or nobles, people admire him very much.

Even the captain-in-law has praised his talent more than once.

But his father-in-law, whom he admires the most in his heart, has never affirmed his ability.

He is obviously very good to Sojun and Byakuya, why is he so bad to himself... Is it because he is not of the Kuchiki family?