Naruto just wants to be a god of death

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

This is his name.

The Seireitei had always called him "Captain", and most of the ordinary soldiers only knew his surname, but not his first name.

For the sake of the peace of the "Three Realms", he can sacrifice himself lightly.

"Kurosaki Ichigo, get out of here." Captain Yamamoto scolded.

"You are not a member of the Gotei 13 to do this."

"It's already amazing."

The flames almost engulfed the world.

The air evaporates, twists and squirms.

It's hot, it's hot, the sun is coming.

Aizen didn't panic at all, he smiled softly: "That's great, Captain."

"But why do you think I am unprepared?"

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

The monstrous pillars of fire that rose up from all directions disappeared in this moment, leaving only the warmth and warmth.

Captain Yamamoto turned his head, his eyes heavy.

What's going on?

Why.

The sharp flames disappeared.

He was very sure that this was not an illusion of "Flower in the Mirror, Moon in Water". Maybe things outside the world could not be confirmed, but his physical condition could never go wrong.

The spiritual pressure on the sword dissipated.

It looked like it had been swallowed up by something.

"Are you confused?" Aizen smiled, "Let me answer it for you."

"Your Ryukenwaka is the strongest Zanpakutō, there is no doubt about it."

"If we really fight, I won't be your opponent now."

"but."

"I told you, I'm not afraid of you."

"You are different from Naruto-kun."

"You are powerful and you are ancient, but you cannot bring any freshness."

"My eyes can see you clearly."

"As long as Kyon gives up all other abilities and only evolves one of them, he can compete with the strongest Zanpakutō."

He waved his hand.

Fire appeared between the two.

Surrounded by spiritual power and fire, was an "Arrancar" with a strange shape.

Standing tall, with bulging shoulders and a head like a worm.

"Wanda Wise is the only Arrancar to be transformed."

"Abandoned all language, knowledge, memory, and even reason."

"This Arrancar was born just for the sake of being able to restrain you and seal the flames of the sword."

"His name is 'Prince of Fire Extinguisher'."

The captain's expression didn't change much, and he slowly put away the knife.

Aizen lowered his head, his eyes pitiful: "There is nothing you can do."

"Bye now."

"Yamamoto Genryusai."

He waved goodbye like an old friend.

Hueco Mundo.

Naruto put away Ulquiorra's seal and turned his head to look around. Their battle did not end so quickly.

Kenpachi Zaraki and the Tenth Blade slashed at each other.

Kuchiki Byakuya's battlefield was surrounded by "Sakura style" blades.

Don’t worry about Jiulama’s battle. You can feel that its current mood is very cheerful and exciting.

What surprised Naruto.

Unohana Retsu's battle.

The captain of the "Medical Team" is the person he has always respected the most. His reputation within the Seireitei is "gentle" and "friendly". He is a very senior captain, but he does not have the arrogance of being bossy. .

Although I have gotten along with her a lot, sometimes I feel vaguely that she is a bit "scary".

A sudden chill, a chill coming from the tailbone.

This is one of the reasons why Naruto has always respected him and called him "Captain Unohana".

But now, this elusive "terrible" materializes.

She has a fighting style that is no less than that of Zaraki Kenpachi.

Madness, tearing apart!

It is somewhat similar to his previous fighting style.

They all rely on their strong recovery ability to exchange injuries for injuries.

It's just that the essence is different.

It's because I can catch the flaw.

But what can be seen in Unohana Retsu's eyes is the desire to fight.

turn out to be

She is such a character.

While Naruto was thinking, there were several broken "crash" sounds in the sky.

He raised his head.

The torn space fragments fell like ice rain, and the dark cracks expanded and gradually stabilized.

The blockade arranged by Aizen collapsed here.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, Naruto-kun." Urahara Kisuke stepped out of the crack and said, "Aizen's skills in black accents are really amazing."

Naruto nodded: "How is the situation outside?"

"It's not very good." Urahara Kisuke shook his head, his face a little solemn, "Heng Yu seems to have not brought evolution to Aizen, but the captain has."

Naruto walked towards the black cavity: "Then I will go to support now."

Urahara Kisuke said nothing, looking at his figure gradually disappearing into the black cavity, his eyes were deep.

"Naruto."

"Will you evolve?"

He murmured, tilted his head, and fell into the battlefield. His eyes turned back and remained motionless on the Nine Lamas.

This world.

The captain tore the "Fire Extinguisher Prince" into pieces with his fists.

His expression was cold: "I am known as the strongest Shinigami, and my ability is not limited to just a Zanpakutō."

"An ordinary Arrancar"

"It's like trapping me."

Shunbu flashed and walked directly in front of Aizen. He waved his right hand: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"If not."

"I'm going to end this farce."

Aizen put his hands in his pockets and smiled softly: "What a stupid old man."

"Naruto-kun won't miss my words like you do."

Captain Yamamoto narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean by that?"

Aizen's eyes were sharp and dangerous: "I said before that the Fire Extinguisher Prince was born to be able to seal the flames of Ryujin Jakka."

"The so-called sealing is to prevent the flames from being produced and then sealed in the sword."

"But are those the only ones?"

"In fact, there are more, that is the flames that have been released from the sword."

"Then."

"Where will they be sealed?"

Captain Yamamoto widened his eyes, and his pupils expanded.

He thought of it.

That can only be in the body of the "Fire Extinguisher Prince" who was just killed by him.

Can the dead Arrancar still maintain his abilities?

He turned his head sharply.

The body of the Fire Extinguisher Prince swelled, and a huge spiritual pressure was brewing in his body.

Aizen still put his hands in his pockets and whispered: "Captain of the Gotei 13, what will happen if all your power explodes in an instant, regardless of friend or foe, and is not controlled by you?"

As he spoke, the spiritual pressure exploded and the flames emerged.

Smoke, orange light, twisted air, torn space.

It exploded in an instant and dissipated in an instant.

Captain Yamamoto lay prone, panting, his body burned black.

"It's amazing that he can survive such a strong explosion." Aizen commented on this scene with a haughty tone, "You are worthy of being the captain of the Gotei 13."

"It's not an unexpected choice at all."

"But so."

"If you don't use your body to block it, let alone the fragile barrier you carefully arranged, even a land several times larger than this town will be reduced to ashes."

"Let me thank you, Yamamoto Genryusai."

"Because."

"You also protected my world."

The captain's voice was weak and he gritted his teeth: "You guy."

Aizen landed lightly and walked towards him, saying calmly: "See, just like I said at the beginning, you are not worth my worry at all."

"Your strength is only external."

"Just like now-"

"I haven't even made a move yet, and you are about to die under your own attack."

The captain gritted his teeth and tried to mobilize the last bit of spiritual pressure.

Aizen approached, took his hands out of his pockets, and pointed his sword: "I won't say 'save your life' to you."

"Although you are a fool."

"But at least you are the captain of the Gotei 13, which is almost equivalent to the history of Soul Society."

"At least."

"Let me send you off with my sword."

He was about to chop it down.

The captain reached out and grabbed Aizen's ankle, grinning: "You are too naive, kid."

The spiritual pressure he had accumulated burst out in an instant.

"Hadō 96, one sword cremation."

The fire sword rose from the ground and chopped from bottom to top.

Aizen frowned and reacted subconsciously, but his ankle was held and it was difficult to dodge.

He could only slightly turn his body, and his spiritual power hastily condensed to protect him.

But this weak defense has almost no effect in the face of such a powerful attack.

The flames burned and scarred.

"How decisive." Aizen grinned, "After finding out that he had no ability to fight, he could abandon his charred body and launch such an attack."

"But it's a pity."

"You can't kill me with your current level of ghost art."

He raised his sword.

"It's over, Yamamoto Genryusai."

Just then.

A golden chain fell from the sky, one wrapped up the captain's body, and the other wrapped up Aizen's body.

And on the other side.

Ichigo Kurosaki flew into the sky, his face covered with a mask, using the power of "Hollow" and "Death God" together to swing Tensa Zangetsu.

"Crescent Moon Sky Strike!"

Black spiritual pressure, highly condensed crescent moon, surged from the blade.

With a click, the chain broke and slashed Aizen without any hindrance, tearing a hideous wound.

Aizen looked up and looked directly above him.

The black cavity opened.

A golden figure flew out from it, grabbed Captain Yamamoto, and landed beside the members of the Fourth Division who had not yet joined the battle.

"So fast?" Aizen chuckled, "It seems that Ulquiorra didn't bring you much trouble."

"You were careless, Aizen." Naruto handed the charred body to them, approached in a flash, and stared at his wound.

Aizen nodded: "I didn't expect you to resist to this extent."

"But."

"So what?"

Kurosaki Ichigo frowned and smiled coldly: "Let you get hurt, this is already..."

This sentence was immediately interrupted by Aizen: "Injury?"

"Can this degree be called an injury?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned.

Aizen lifted his clothes to reveal the wound hidden under the bloody clothes. The flesh and blood surged, the skin stretched, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"High-speed regeneration!" Although he had little experience fighting with hollows, this ability was the first thing that Kurosaki Ichigo thought of at first sight.

Aizen shook his head: "Not really."

"Do you think..."

"Will I choose to become a hollow?"

"Evolution is not as simple as changing into another form."

Naruto landed next to Kurosaki Ichigo: "Is it the power of the Hogyoku?"

"Really smart." Aizen also lifted the other half of his clothes, and the dazzling gem was embedded in his ribs, "But Naruto-kun, you are late."

"It's a pity that we couldn't kill Yamamoto Genryusai."

"But he doesn't have the ability to continue fighting."

"It's much easier to deal with you alone."

Naruto raised his sword, his face calm, and his perception swept across the battlefield. The captains were fighting with the Hollows, and there was a power floating outside the battlefield: "Really?"

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Aizen smiled lightly: "I'm eager to try and want revenge."

"Can you do it?"

Naruto swung his sword.

Reizi surged into his body, splayed on his body, and colorful gold coated his whole body.

"Ichigo, you retreat."

"Leave it to me here."

Ichigo Kurosaki glanced at Aizen, hesitant, and wanted to do something. Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind, grabbed his collar, and dragged him back.

He turned around and it was Urahara Kisuke.

"Don't be anxious, wait a little longer."

Naruto clapped his hands.

The chains strengthened by the "Sage Mode" danced, becoming thicker and more colorful.

Whipping Aizen.

The brown-haired man dodged, but his speed was no match for the amplified chains. After a few times, he was tied up.

"You are so slow." Naruto stood in the sky and approached with a knife, "You are so slow."

"Not even as fast as the day in the Soul Society."

"It's not so easy to deal with the captain-general. Has it reached the limit?"

Aizen was tied up and the sealing spell was unfolding on his body, but he was not panicked at all. He just smiled slightly: "You are right, Naruto-kun."

"It has indeed reached the limit."

"But-"

He stretched out his tone and laughed happily: "It is my limit as a god of death."

"I want to reassemble my soul."

"The will of the Hogyoku seems to have finally begun to understand my heart."

Naruto narrowed his eyes, threw with one hand, and "Kurama" flew out and nailed on Aizen's chest.

He didn't attack the Hogyoku because Urahara Kisuke said that he had tried everything but failed to destroy it.

He didn't need to make trouble for himself and give up the opportunity.

Aizen groaned in pain and continued: "Naruto-kun, do you know what the Hogyoku's ability is?"

"Break the boundary between the god of death and the hollow?" Naruto approached, brewing the sealing technique on his hands.

"Wrong." Aizen shook his head, "You and Urahara Kisuke are both wrong."

"The real ability of the Hogyoku"

"It will read the hearts of all beings around it and materialize the obsession in their hearts."

Naruto was stunned.

"Surprised, right? Me too." Aizen smiled softly, "This is an almost dreamlike ability."

"But that's it."

"Those things that happened to Ichigo Kurosaki, Rukia Kuchiki, and even Kisuke Urahara, which can be called 'miracles', were all made possible by the power of the Hogyoku."

"However, the power of the Hogyoku is also limited, and the object itself must also have the corresponding ability."

"From this point of view, it can also be said to be leading in the direction that person wants."

"The tiny wish contained in the tiny heart can be so powerful that it can be realized."

"Thank you very much."

He lowered his head and stared at the Hogyoku: "External pressure will urge the inner transformation."

"And now, this is the time."

"I want to evolve, Naruto-kun."