Death: This Death is not serious

The high-intensity war preparedness alert of the Soul Society has lasted for more than half a month.

But surprisingly, there was no movement in Hell.

The Shinigami responsible for patrolling worked desperately for ten days, but in the end they didn't even touch the shadow of the enemy.

The Central 46th Chamber is certainly not stupid. They know that this will not work.

However, in order to guard against possible sudden attacks from Hell, they can only let the Shinigami of the Gotei 13 work hard.

But they are not doing nothing. Faced with major events that may destroy the world, they can still distinguish between the important and the unimportant.

They forcibly recruited some of the nobles' private armies to assist the Gotei 13 in their actions.

At first, the nobles were naturally opposed to it, and even said:

"This is what the lower-class warriors should do. How can they ignore the safety of the nobles because of such a small matter?"

However, when the knife was really on their necks, the attitude of these nobles immediately changed 180 degrees and became unusually easy to talk to.

As for how many people these nobles hid in private?

Even if the sages and judges scratched their heads, it would be difficult to find out.

In the end, the Central 46th Room still gave each noble a minimum limit.

They were required to send out more or less family warriors according to their level before the matter was considered complete.

Of course, the wrangling between these high-level officials had nothing to do with those who were called "lower-class warriors".

Their daily life was simple and regular.

In addition to eating and sleeping every day, they patrolled the defense area they were responsible for with their teammates.

Occasionally, they would invite some criminals who tried to take advantage of the opportunity to rob to have tea with the Gotei 13.

Even in the face of such a tense situation, their duties in the name of the Gotei have never changed.

After standing guard in the defense zone for a whole day, Kenpachi Zaraki couldn't help yawning.

Although he knew that the enemy could attack at any time, it was really annoying to wait endlessly.

He hated to perform such trivial and boring tasks the most.

Kenpachi Zaraki, who was very annoyed, scratched his head subconsciously.

Then he looked up and looked at the sky that was gradually getting darker.

Night was about to fall, and it would soon be time to change guards.

Maybe I could find an opportunity to sneak out and fight the old man and the woman to death?

It would be even better if I could meet Boss Aozaki.

Yachiru seemed to go to Aozaki's house often and was familiar with it. Let her lead the way!

Thinking of this, Kenpachi Zaraki couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

At this moment, he suddenly widened his eyes and showed a hideous smile on his face.

In his excited eyes.

The sky, which had been gradually darkening, was now completely covered by a blood-red color.

A huge door, flashing with dark red light, quietly appeared in the sky at some point.

This mysterious door exudes a suffocating atmosphere, as if leading to an unknown world.

On both sides of the door, two huge skeletons slowly opened the door.

Scarlet light poured out from the door and filled the sky.

Accompanied by the extremely depressing red light.

Led by a half-black skeleton, one figure after another walked out of the door.

Among them were not only the gods of death, but also monsters like Sal Apollo, whose hollows "bend" out of their bodies.

Boom! ! !

The spiritual pressure gathered into an abyss, sweeping across the entire Soul Society like the sky falling, carrying a heavy pressure.

Kenpachi Zaraki listened to the rapidly vibrating ringtones in his ears, and a huge arc appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Such spiritual pressure... is really great!"

He slowly raised his arm and waved his Zanpakuto randomly.

The death suit on his body rustled under the blowing of the terrifying spiritual pressure, echoing in his ears like a high-pitched war song.

At this time, the Shinigami in the Soul Society were shocked after feeling this powerful spiritual pressure.

Such a powerful spiritual pressure seemed to destroy the whole world.

Some weaker Shinigami could not even withstand this spiritual pressure and fell directly to the ground.

The captains of the Soul Society also looked at the gate with solemn faces.

They knew that an unprecedented battle was coming.

And their opponents were the predecessors who had protected the Soul Society!

Not far from the gate, watching the people falling from the sky like meteors, Kenpachi Zaraki was excited.

He longed to fight against the strong, and the enemies in front of him obviously satisfied his wish.

He waved his Zanpakutō and rushed towards the enemies..

"......Is this the current Seireitei? It's completely different from when we left!"

Among the dozens of figures that walked out of the gate of hell, a long-haired man looked down at the entire Seireitei while falling and sighed.

"Yuuji, are you an idiot? When do you think we died?"

Next to the first captain of the 10th Division, Wang Tuchuan Yuuji, was a little loli with purple hair and twin ponytails and an eye mask.

The purple-haired little loli Saito Furuobushi rolled her eyes and said disdainfully:

"We died on the battlefield, and there were ruins everywhere."

"Didn't Bayunsai say that? Soon after we died, Seireitei began to rebuild."

"If Seireitei is still the same after a thousand years, just kill those noble rubbish in charge."

The little loli waved her fist and said viciously.

"Hehe... I think there's nothing wrong with being the same as before."

Nigu Caizang narrowed his eyes, stared into the distance, and said with a strange smile.

"But I was suddenly pulled here last time, and I didn't have time to take a closer look. The changes are indeed huge, even for old friends."

"Yes, time is unforgiving after all. That stinky boy has become almost the same as me now."

Another old man wearing fur echoed, it was the first generation captain of the 7th Division, the executive officer Naiwu Gang.

He scratched his head and grinned:

"Fortunately, I still have hair."

"Does not having hair bother you?" Nigu Caizang immediately heard that the other party was implying himself.

"You old guys are just nostalgic! Who wants to care about those old guys from the old times!!"

Saito Bu Lao Bu Si said unhappily.

At this time, a bald man with glasses seemed to have discovered something strange.

The captain of the first 9th Division, Kumen Jing Yantetsu, touched his nose and asked in confusion:

"Speaking of which... although you can't tell from her appearance, it seems that Yachiryu has changed a lot."

The muscular man with blue gauntlets and short brown hair next to him is the captain of the first 5th Division, Oka Danjiro.

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and replied:

"Are you referring to the spiritual pressure?"

The fat boy with two pigtails had a very arrogant look just now.

Hearing what they said, he turned around and looked at them, his face froze, and he muttered in disbelief:

"Didn't her spiritual pressure stop being able to improve a thousand years ago? What's the matter with this strength?"

"I don't know who will meet Yachiryu later."

Looking at the surprised look of the captain of the first 12th Division, Zenjoji Arihime, Kakuto Takeunsai muttered to himself with a smile on his face.

The others looked at each other and tacitly turned their eyes away from Unohana Retsu.

That lunatic... whoever wants to go can go!

"Huh..."

The white-haired, dark-skinned young man shouted in surprise.

"The guy who should be there is not here. Are you afraid of me?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

Don't let the guy who bullies men and women in their Shifengyuan family get caught by him, or he will be in trouble.

"Afraid of you? Don't forget that your head was chopped off last time!"

Saito Furuobushi mocked with disdain.

Her eyes looking at Shifengyuan Chihiro were full of contempt.