Hunter starting from Hunter World

"What a slow movement and reaction! How long has it been since you fought an evenly matched opponent? A hundred years? A thousand years? Ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years?" Allen asked with a sneer.

He couldn't believe that this ancient god of death, who had lived for millions of years, actually dared to so rashly wield a long-handled weapon that was not easy to control to fight him hand-to-hand when his speed was far slower than his own.

Doesn't this monk understand that no matter how powerful a Zanpakutō is, it has no meaning as long as it fails to hit?

"Shut up! It's my turn to teach a brat like you a lesson! It's really a slap in the face - nothing!"

Ichibei, the military commander, was obviously a little angry. He ignored the half-cut arm and completely liberated the Zanpakutō "Ichimonji" in an instant.

To be precise, the "real fight" he mentioned was the "Swastika" of other Shinigami captains.

However, as the oldest existing Shinigami, his Zanpakuto has already been born and evolved to the extreme.

So when he called out the name "Shinda", there was no concept of Swastika in Soul Society.

When the swastika is completed, the ability of "Ichimonji" will be further improved from the "taking the name" at the beginning of the interpretation, and it will gain the powerful power of "giving the name" and "changing the nature".

Give a simple example.

If a person is attacked by Ichimonji, at best, his name will be taken away and he will lose his ability.

But if one is attacked by the swastika's Ichimonji, the monk can carve a new name on the opponent's body, making it extremely vulnerable.

The most obvious example is in the Thousand-Year Blood War, when he successfully carved "black ants" into the body of "Spirit King's Son" Yhwach, causing the latter to almost belch.

If it hadn't been for the opening of his eyes at the end to activate his omniscient and omnipotent power, the protagonist Kurosaki Ichigo would probably have had nothing to do.

"Haha! You Shinigami are really as arrogant as ever. In that case, let me use this Zanpakutō to deal with you. Swastika - the residual fire sword!"

With a slightly sarcastic laugh, Allen once again activated the ability of "soul synchronization", making his spiritual pressure as hot as the sun.

At the same time, the death of the Zanpakutō in his hand also transformed into the posture of old man Yamamoto with a sword like fire.

Since he doesn't agree with his identity as a god of death at all, and he doesn't care whether Soul Society will be destroyed because of this, he raises the temperature to the extreme from the beginning.

With the help of the spiritual pressure furnace, the energy conversion efficiency in his body was increased to the extreme. The terrifying spiritual pressure made the already terrifying high temperature even higher.

"Then...isn't that the Zanpakutō of the late Captain Yamamoto?"

"What?!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you kidding me?"

"It's over! Soul Society is really going to be destroyed this time! We are all going to die!"

"Damn! It's so hot! I feel like I can't breathe!"

"Back off! Back off quickly! If you don't want to die, stay away from the battlefield immediately!"

…

Seeing this Zanpakutō, known as the most powerful offensive weapon in the Soul Society, appear again, those who were lucky enough to be alive immediately showed expressions of shock or horror.

Others collapsed completely and turned around and ran towards the outskirts of Rukongai, far away from Seireitei.

no way!

This is the intimidating power that for more than two thousand years, old man Yamamoto has used his sword like fire to fight through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Anyone who has witnessed the liberation of this weapon will never think that they can survive in that terrifying temperature.

Feeling the rapidly soaring temperature in the surrounding environment, Aizen raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a playful smile: "Haha, it's exactly what I expected. Allen, you really hide it. Next, you three Just come and have fun with me."

"Aizen! You, a heinous guy, must be tried today."

A skeletal arm behind Shutara Senjumaru slowly raised a sewing needle, obviously ready for battle.

"That's right! We are going to finish you off here today. Shine, Jinpika!"

Kirinji Tenshiro took off the scabbard and raised the Zanpakutō high like a paddle, the blade shining with dazzling golden light.

The moment he was slashing at Aizen, he suddenly saw a mocking expression on his face.

"Seventy-nine Binding Dao - Nine-Yao Binding!"

boom!

moment!

Nine jet-black spiritual pressures descended from the sky, sealing the eight sides and center of Kirin Temple Tenshiro.

With Bengyu's blessing, even though he gave up singing, its powerful power still made it difficult for the "veteran" of the Zero Division to break free.

But what he never expected was that when he broke free, he could clearly see a Zanpakutō falling in front of his eyes, accompanied by a low voice chanting: "Break it into pieces - Kyouka Suigetsu! "

Kirinji Tenshiro realized almost instantly that he had fallen into Aizen's little trick and had been completely hypnotized.

The next second...

puff!

The sharp blade cut a bone-deep wound directly on the chest, and blood spurted out from the wound, instantly staining the white shirt red.

"This is Team Zero? Nothing more than that!"

Aizen appeared out of thin air behind Tenshiro of Kirin Temple and repeated what Allen had said before.

The only difference was that his tone was particularly contemptuous and full of ridicule.

Facts have proved that in front of Jinghua Shuiyue, even if the five members of the Zero Division were hit, they still had to kneel down and sing "Conquer".

The only good thing is that Kirinji Tenshiro is the inventor of Huidao. Although he was seriously injured after being slashed, his injuries were quickly relieved through treatment.

At the same time, two female companions, Hikifune Kiryu and Shutara Senjumaru, also rushed forward to restrain them, gaining valuable time.

After this fight, he fully realized that Aizen Sosuke's strength was not solely dependent on his Zanpakutō's ability, but that there was no obvious weakness in his body.

Regardless of whether it is slashing, shunpo, white attack, ghost way, or the clever brain and the tactics used in the battle, they are all impeccable.

If one of them is not careful, he will immediately become like those captains of the Gotei 13 who fell to the ground and were seriously injured.

…

On the other side, Ichibei, the commander of the army, stared at the Ryukenwaka in Allen's hand. After about half a minute, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Isn't your Zanpakutō death?"

"Ah! That's right! Death is indeed the ability of my Zanpakutō." Allen nodded and happily answered in the affirmative.

"Then what's going on with the ability to seize other people's Zanpakutō?" The monk continued to ask with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's very simple. This is a reflection of my own strength. Because no one understands the soul better than me!" Allen blinked his eyes pretending to be mysterious. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that he had decided to eat the "Soul Fruit". What a person he was. A wise choice.

Because when he gave up his body and appeared in the form of a pure soul, most of his abilities had completely disappeared, including even professional templates.

This also means that the Devil Fruit eaten by the pet cannot be shared through the soul link at this time.

Only the soul soul fruit will always exist in the soul.

Therefore, what Allen said, "No one understands the soul better than me," is not like "The King of America understands" but he is not pretending to understand, but a more appropriate description.

"A manifestation of one's own strength?" The monk frowned, obviously not understanding the meaning.

Allen chuckled and explained: "As the name suggests, the Zanpakutō is based on the soul of the God of Death, so each Zanpakutō has the ability to synchronize with its owner.

You can understand that this is a soul trait that is completely different for everyone, just like genes and fingerprints.

The so-called initial solution and swastika solution are equivalent to the degree of coherence frequency between the two.

When this compatibility reaches 10%, then the Shinigami will be able to complete the initial understanding of the Zanpakutō;

If it reaches fifty percent, the Shinigami will be able to complete the Zanpakutō's swastika.

The higher you go, the more powerful your swastika becomes, and you can develop a variety of amazingly powerful moves.

But I am different. I am born with the ability to change the tune of my soul.

In other words, I can perfectly fit any Shinigami's Zanpakutō and use it to its fullest potential.

Therefore, all opponents killed by me, whether it is their own souls or the souls of the split Zanpakutō, will be stored inside the body of death in the form of energy.

I can take it out and use it whenever I want.

Now, do you understand? "

"Soul synchronization? How is this possible!"

Ichibei's eyes widened and he could hardly believe what he heard.

He finally realized where the unusual feeling he had just come from.

With this ability, even if you erase the other party's name and then engrave a new one, there is a high chance that the other party will completely lose its effect by changing the frequency and form of the soul.

After all, Ichimonji's ability to "cut off names without cutting off flesh" can only erase and carve one name on one object at a time.

When Allen uses the soul attunement ability, it is equivalent to becoming another person.

What's even more outrageous is that the name that was erased and carved in one word still remains.

"What, are you scared? Or is the oldest guard in the Palace of the Soul King just a clown who relies on his ability to play dirty tricks?"

As he spoke, Allen suddenly raised the scorching hot blade in his hand and struck it down hard.

"Remnant Fire Taishou! East—Rising Sun Blade!"

moment!

The terrifying high temperature condensed on the blade instantly drew a bottomless ravine on the ground.

The monk obviously recognized that this was old man Yamamoto's move and did not dare to borrow it. He immediately wrote the word "sealing" out of thin air, trying to use the power of rules to block the passage of the residual fire sword.

Unfortunately!

The essence of the battle between the God of Death and the God of Death, the God of Death and the Hollow, and the God of Death and the Quincy is always the collision of spiritual pressure and spiritual pressure.

If the spiritual pressure is almost the same, the military master Ippei can naturally bully others with the power of rules over others.

But what if his spiritual pressure is at an absolute disadvantage?

Click!

Click click click...

boom!

The character "sealing" was directly chopped into pieces by the high temperature condensed on the blade, cutting the handle of "Ichimonji" in the monk's hand into two pieces on the spot.

The high-temperature residual fire at the end spread rapidly through the air, completely igniting his clothes.

The black hair, skin and muscles on the chest also showed varying degrees of burn marks.

"Li Po Dao·Three Ways—Iron Wind Kill!"

Sensing that his life was in danger, Ichibei, the commander of the army, quickly gathered his spiritual pressure, released a huge dragon head from his palm, and sprayed an astonishingly powerful hurricane from the dragon's mouth.

You don't need to ask to know that he wants to use this move to distance himself and prepare for the next enlargement move.

"Dusk, dark night, please come here. Let's meet and have a drink. After drinking this bowl, your soul will fly away. On the road to Huangquan, there are flowers blooming to accompany you. Where is the delicacy? It was pitch black and divided into eight pieces. The flames of pitch black smoked it until it was black. Eat to your heart's content. After the meal, there were many bones and a tombstone was erected to mourn the sorrow. Your Excellency is here and will never be resurrected. If you want to become a sacrifice, there is no way. possible……"

Accompanying the rhythmic chanting, the monk waved the broken lower half of the "white pen and one character" in his hand, and kept splashing black ink all around, dyeing the sky, the earth and everything black, and at the same time, he drew complex characters one by one. Incomparable patterns.

When the chanting reached its climax, a huge black mausoleum and endless tombstones rose up from the ground, and began to absorb everything that was dyed black around it.

Whether it is a person or an object, as long as it is sucked in, it will slowly be torn to pieces, disintegrated, and finally turned into nothingness.

The second-ranked Ten-blade Balegang Ruisenbang and the first-ranked Ten-blade Keyatei Stark didn't even have a chance to struggle or react, and they were all sucked in and turned into nothingness.

If you don’t turn around, it’s too bad!

Ichibei's strongest killing move!

For millions of years, he has used this skill to kill countless intruders who wanted to enter the Soul King's palace, so he believed that this time would be no exception.

But just as the monk was looking around for traces of Allen, a figure suddenly jumped out of the darkness, brandishing a black knife, and pierced his heart directly.

moment!

The blackness of everything around him completely dissipated, revealing its original appearance.

Before he could react to what was happening, a Zanpakuto exuding the aura of death was poured into the back of his neck, and the front end came out of his mouth.

"Yo...Yohabach?!"

As he was dying, Ichibei, the commander of the army, opened his mouth in disbelief and read the name of the man standing in front of him from his throat.

That’s right!

The Emperor of the Invisible Empire!

The son of the Spirit King!

The ancestor of all Quincy!

Yhwach, who possesses omniscient and omnipotent power, finally chooses to take action at the most appropriate time and kills the enemy he considers to be the greatest threat to him.

Especially the "Annihilation Cross Knife" in his hand exudes a powerful sense of oppression all the time, as if it can destroy everything in front of him with just one swing.