Kryptonian: Man of Steel

"There are too many of you. I think it is better to reduce the number by one."

Luther planned to see if Heixu could make an Arrancar if another Arrancar was eaten.

As soon as these words came out, the Arrancars who were still immersed in their own thoughts suddenly fell into panic.

They whispered to each other, eyes flashing with uneasiness.

These Arrancars are now like prey being targeted by hunters, and everyone is in danger.

Although Bailegang was confident, he could also see that Luther valued Heixu very much. If he killed Heixu himself, he would probably be blamed by the God King.

However, Luther didn't give these Arrancars much time to think. His eyes swept over everyone, and finally settled on a figure.

"Just you."

If you admire Grimmjow, you probably don't like No5.

But he doesn’t want to take action himself, so it’s best to feed it to Heixu.

Nnoitra Gilga, the fifth of the Ten Blades, claims to be the strongest of the Ten Blades and has the hardest steel skin.

However, at this moment, he became Luther's chosen target. He widened his eyes and looked at Luther in disbelief, as if he wanted to see something from Luther's eyes.

"I?"

Neutra Gilga's voice was trembling, and he couldn't believe his ears. He is the strongest among the Ten Blades, how could he be chosen so easily?

However, Luther did not give him the right to refuse.

Luther waved his hand gently, and a powerful force pulled Nnoitra Gilga's body up, and then sent it to Heixu.

"asshole!"

Nnoitra Gilga roared in the air, his voice shaking the surrounding air like thunder, full of unwillingness and anger.

He never thought that he would face death in this way, and what he couldn't accept was that he was abandoned so easily. In his eyes, death should be a heroic battle, not such a meaningless sacrifice.

However, at this moment, he had no choice, and his body rushed towards Heixu uncontrollably. He could only wave the sickle in his hand, trying to fight for a chance of survival for himself.

It is true that he is very warlike, but what Nnoitra Gilga wants is to die in the hands of a strong man.

Heixu is strong, but he, Nnoitra Gilga, does not recognize this kind of strength!

Just like Balegang, if he didn't have that kind of corrupt ability, Nnoitra Gilga would have dared to challenge him.

However, Heixu could no longer hold back and rushed over.

Nnoitra Gilga knew not to touch Heixu's body easily, otherwise she might be swallowed by it instantly.

He waved the scythe in his hand, trying to leave scars on Heixu's body.

However, his attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any effect. Heixu's body seems to be made of a special substance that can swallow all attacks.

The sickle in Neutra Gilga's hand was directly contaminated by the black void, and black markings appeared on the originally sharp blade.

These markings continue to spread, swallowing up the spirit seeds on the scythe. He felt that his power was constantly draining away, while Heixu's power was constantly increasing.

"Pray, Holy Crying Mantis!"

Neutra Gilga suddenly shouted, and then his body began to undergo drastic changes.

A crescent-shaped horn grew on his head, cross-shaped yellow facial lines appeared on his face, and a tooth-like eyepatch-shaped mask appeared on the empty hole.

Most notably, he sprouted six arthropod-like arms, each holding a double-edged scythe.

This is the returning form of Nnoitra Gilga - the Holy Crying Mantis.

In this form, Nnoitra Gilga's power is greatly enhanced. His speed became faster and his attacks became more violent. He waved the scythe in his hand and launched a fierce attack on Heixu.

The six arms waved the sickles like a violent storm, constantly leaving scars on Heixu's body. Although these scars briefly weakened Heixu's power, they were quickly devoured and restored.

However, Neutra Gilga did not give up. He kept swinging the scythe, trying to find Heixu's weakness.

However, Heixu's body seems to be made of a special substance that can swallow all attacks.

Although Nnoitra Gilga's scythe can leave scars on his body, these scars are quickly devoured and healed.

At the same time, the polluted black was constantly devouring his soul, making him feel weaker and weaker.

"hateful!"

Nnoitra Gilga roared, feeling that his power was almost exhausted. However, he did not give up. He knew that he couldn't die so easily, and he had to use his actions to prove his worth.

He continued to wave the scythe and launched an even more violent attack on Heixu.

Each attack made him feel more exhausted and weaker, but he didn't stop.

He wants to use his actions to tell everyone: he is not a weak person, he is a real strong person!

He gritted his teeth and continued to wave the sickle in his hand.

He knew that this was his only hope. He can't give up or back down. He will use up his last bit of strength to fight Heixu to the death.

In the end, he was naturally swallowed up by Heixu without any accident.

After the Black Hollow devoured the second Arrancar, its body began to change. More cracks appeared on its mask, and these cracks spread like a spider web.

At the same time, there was a cracking sound, which echoed in the empty field, making people shudder.

The cracks became more and more numerous and larger. Finally, the mask broke into pieces and fell to the ground. In the fragments of the mask, an unexpected face was revealed.

This face looked somewhat similar to Stark's style, but younger and more hideous.

Its eyes flashed red, full of greed and covetousness.

All the Arrancars present felt at this moment that they seemed to be stared at. They felt a fear that they had never felt before, which was deeply rooted in their hearts and made them unable to move.

The Black Hollow's eyes swept between them, as if he was selecting the next target.

Its eyes were full of undisguised greed and covetousness, as if each of them was a delicious meal in its eyes.

"This guy is really arrogant."

Bailagan suddenly spoke.

His voice echoed in the silent place, breaking the silence.

The Black Void immediately locked onto Bylergan, who stared at it without fear.