People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

"After beating in vain, it's the way of ghosts!"

After the raid, it is definitely not a mouthful. For the experienced No. 1 Shinigami Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni, defeating the enemy's defense by surprise is only the first step.

The spiritual pressure like a mountain and sea roared again, this time it didn't turn the entire sky into a sea of ​​flames, but a thin and delicate black line that seemed to give people a strange and calm feeling. Just as Yuhabach lost his balance with the battle, the black lines intertwined under the manipulation of Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto.

When Yuhabach reattached his internal static blood suit in a fraction of a second, and began to prepare to face the strongest god of death in the past millennium, he was shocked to find that there was already a quiet man in front of him. Intertwined into a black cube. The well-informed Yuhabach shrank his pupils at that time. Of course he knew what this thing meant, but he never thought that these things would appear from the hands of Yamamoto Genryanagi Shigekuni. Just like he didn't expect to be so sophisticated in that suit.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni is the strongest god of death for thousands of years. Whether it is Reiatsu, Four Arts of Death, Zanpakuto, or the control of the battlefield, they are all top-notch.

Among them, of course, ghosts.

"Ninety of the broken way, black coffin!"

Looking at Yuhabach who was bound in a black coffin and fixed in the turbulent flow of time and space at that moment, Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni's beard and hair were all stretched out, and he clapped his hands immediately.

The huge Reiatsu that almost destroyed the entire world shook again, covering the entire sky with a layer of smudged purple. Countless lurking huge scales began to faintly emerge in the sky, constantly hiding their own figures, like huge monsters lurking in the sky.

He knew very well that relying solely on the power of the black coffin, there was no way to restrain a powerhouse like Yuhabach here. No matter how insidious, cunning and vicious Yuhabach is, he seems not good at fighting, but in essence he is still the king of the Quincy. For an opponent of this level, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Sai Shigekuni opened his eyes and gave him the greatest respect. The spiritual pressure in the body continued to rise, and the spiritual power like a tide completely covered the sky and the earth, and even Seilingting, who was thousands of kilometers down, felt the thunder coming from the sky, which seemed to be like the end of the world.

"Then, double chant!"

Looking at the black coffin that had begun to be damaged in front of him, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni instantly unfolded the completed technique.

"Ninety-nine of breaking the way, the five dragons will be destroyed!"

'Roar! ! ! '

Five huge thunder dragons roared from the sky, and rushed towards the black coffin that imprisoned Juhabach in an instant.

In the gradually shattered coffin, Juhabach's crimson pupils gradually reflected the huge light and shadow of the five thunder dragons, until the last moment when the thunder dragons almost touched his body, Juhabach broke free Freed from the bondage of the black coffin, he instantly pulled out his own blue fluorescent spiritual power.

"Praise of the Sanctuary!"

Countless azure crosses began to bloom from the inside out.

Quincy's offensive and defensive incantation and everything around him were naturally solidified together, almost like freezing the surrounding space. Facing the roaring thunder dragon wreckage, Yuhabach breathed out a short breath. With a single breath, the torrent of spiritual particles in his body even stagnated for a moment.

Even with the praise of the sanctuary, there is no way to fight against the ultimate breakthrough such as the transformation of the five dragons. This big spell that combines offense and defense is not as good as Breaking Dao Ninety-Nine in terms of personality, but in a hurry, he can only use this method to gain a certain amount of escape space for himself. Now it's just breaking the black coffin and being targeted by Wulong Zhuanmi. If you want to really transfer, you only need to spend a little effort to transfer away.

'Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni is too troublesome to fight head-on. You should be good at using wisdom to win against him. '

Looking at the five brontosaurus roaring outside his sanctuary praise, almost crushing the rest, Yuhabach took a breath slowly, and in the locked space that protected him, slowly He turned the Lingzi around and began to plan his own steps.

And soon, under the support of Yuhabach's gradual withdrawal, the light of countless spirits began to shatter. With the double blessing of the five dragons turning off and the black coffin, even the spell released by the king of the annihilator can't help it. resistance. At the moment when all the products exploded, Yuhabach sneered at the countless lights and loud noises, and the sound of flying feet arrived behind Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto silently. But before he could take any action, he saw the smile on the corner of the old man's mouth.

"Do you want to leave? The old man is really underestimated."

"You bastard—Spirit Arrow!"

A huge blue beam of light bloomed instantly, trying to block the smiling Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni from the outside.

But that gorgeous blue light can't do anything, can't do anything. The almost burning Reiatsu attached to the scarred flesh palm instantly tore the hope of the Quincy King into pieces. In the huge torrent roaring around, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni walked over with a calm face.

Surrounded by a shield of invisible Reiko Reiatsu, and the belief in his own power. Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni looked at the fragmented crosses around him, and gently took off a piece. Then crush it with your own hands in front of Juhabach. It's as if it's not Yuhabach who has mastered the static blood outfit at all, but this powerful old man in front of him who is not worth mentioning.

Looking at Yuhabach in front of him, Captain Yamamoto showed a cruel smile.

"It's impossible for something like this to stop the old man, Yuhabach."

Amidst the flames and the storm, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni walked on the approach, walking towards Yuhabach step by step.

"Or is it that the king of the Quincy only knows how to run away? If you have any dignity, you should fight me here and now. But it is too difficult for you to say this, after all, you are even a little No dignity at all, just lingering scum.”

"——!"

Seeing Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni walking slowly in the approach with squinting eyes and clenched two iron-like fists, a trace of sweat dripped from Yuhabach's forehead.

Obviously, the place where I can really achieve my long-cherished wish is less than tens of meters away, but because of the existence of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni, the distance of tens of meters is like a moat that I can't cross. That keen fighting intuition and sense of smell made Yuhabach's head ache.

Careless.

Why is this old thing so strong?

Looking at the old man with a stern face in his broken light, Yuhabach's heart became more and more confused.

It wasn't that Yuhabach did it on purpose or something, but was really careless. After all, in fact, he has always looked down on Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni.

In essence, Yuhabach always has an inexplicable sense of superiority over Yamamoto. This tired and old old man is far from the bloody demon thousands of years ago. He is no longer that nearly invincible monster, but a Captain Death with his own flaws.

For this kind of enemy, Yuhabach himself didn't want to pay too much attention. After all, the plan he had formulated had completely locked in all the possibilities of Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto. But how so far? That Aizen Soyousuke, if it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for that Aizen Soyousuke, everything would be over now, and everything should have declared the end. So many things just don't happen.

However, it doesn't matter.

Because what Juhabach really mastered is the power to modify reality.

It's just that this move was originally intended to face Monk Yan, because once he uses it, he will pay a huge price, but if he doesn't use it now, he may be directly beaten to death by Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto here.

Gather all your hopes here. In this case, although it will be accompanied by inevitable sacrifices, although many people will completely lose the possibility of living from now on, but for Juhabach, all the costs are very worthwhile. To be able to kill Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, even at the cost of sacrificing certain things.

"...What's the matter? There seems to be no reaction. Even if you kneel on the ground and cry bitterly, the old man will not forgive you."

With a chuckle, Yamamoto Genyanagisai Shigekuni held the Zanpakutō that was almost re-flowing with flames, and looked at Yuhabach in front of him, with an extremely cruel and indifferent voice.

"After all, you are the king of the Quincy Division, and attacking Jinglingting is a capital crime from any point of view. Yuhabach, even if you put on such an appearance as if you are letting others down , this old man will never forgive you. After all, if you forgive me, who can forgive those innocent gods of death?"

farewell.

Looking at Yuhabach who was half kneeling on the ground, Motoyanagi Sai Shigekuni Yamamoto held the burning blade Ruuohuo, raised it high indifferently, and swung it down with all his might.

However, at that moment, something incredible happened.

"Omniscient and omnipotent—"

At that moment, all eyes overlapped.

Whether it is spiritual power or ability, everything in this world is no longer real in front of Yuhabach.

Omniscience is the ability to modify reality. But the consumption of this ability is really terrible, so even with Juhabach's current power, he can only be divided into three parts: observing the past, influencing the fulcrum, and creating the future. For Juhabach, the power this time around is make-or-break.

But actually, it's a total killer. His confidence in himself also comes from this. Even the reality can be tampered with and the truth can be smeared, so what is there to be afraid of for Yuhabach? It can only be said that Genryanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto is indeed an extremely terrifying enemy, and even forced him to this point. Let him release what should not have been released, the ultimate means. It's just that, Captain Yamamoto should also be proud.

The existence of spirits is erased, and the concept of the world is being modified. All abilities began to dissolve, leaving a huge void.

The reality has been modified, and he can no longer defend or attack.

"Arrogance is the cause of your death, Yamamoto Genyanagi Shigekuni."

Looking at Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto who was fixed in the position by the future, Yuhabach sneered.

It is worthy of being the strongest god of death in the millennium, but in the end it is just that.

Even if there are countless ghosts around him, his body is covered with spiritual pressure that has been strengthened to a certain extent, and there is the existence of flowing blades like fire, but in the final analysis, he is still a god of death. And the ability of omniscience and omnipotence is not only to predict the future, but also to modify the reality of this world.

Facing Captain Yamamoto, who was showing surprise in the countless ghost paths, Yuhabach, who had modified the reality, raised the saber of the Lingzi lightsaber.

The azure light came first, submerging Captain Yamamoto's body in a blue light and shadow in an instant, and gradually disintegrated and disappeared.

At such a close distance, under the feedback of abilities, how can the Reaper without steel skin and static blood equipment resist such a slash? Impossible, even the Zanpakuto was taken away, and he could only use Hajime to fight against his own Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni, it is impossible to resist his own attack.

"Die, Yamamoto Genyanagi Shigekuni!!!"

"—"

Yuhabach slashed at the body of Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto.

A black figure instantly separated from the left and right sides.

The power of the blue torrent of spiritual particles was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the huge torrent of spiritual particles even rushed out of the approach, depicting azure brilliance in the entire sky. The air that was originally expelled was attracted by this knife and returned to the approach.

The torrential rain once again shrouded the entire venue, but it was not as majestic as imagined. The reason is that the surrounding heat is actually much higher than imagined. Reiko, who were supposed to collapse with the death of Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni, did not really collapse. The heat still exists in the entire environment, causing the surrounding air to gradually distort and evaporate. what is this?

Yuhabach stared at the torrent of blue spirits in front of him, and froze in place.

empty.

No stabbing feel.

Looking at the thin black clothes on the Lingzi lightsaber, Yuhabach opened his eyes wide and felt the breath coming from behind.

"The Four Arts of Death, and Shunpo, Yuhabach."

Slowly walking out from behind Yuhabach, Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto coughed.

The naked upper body was exposed, and the deadly costume that was originally covering his body had become a victim of the torrent of spirits. Numerous scars and traces covered the old man's body like medals, proving the countless battles and struggles he had experienced in these years when he was almost invincible.

All battles and struggles do not exist without bloodshed. On the contrary, all battles and struggles are bloody. Throughout the thousand years of Seireitei, there have been countless crises, large and small. Even in the past, even Captain Yamamoto couldn't stop him, and he could only watch helplessly the existence of Xu who was attacked into the Lingwang Palace. And all of these became the nourishment for his struggle. For this kind of sneak attack, as long as it is a frontal battle, he has never failed.

Maybe he can be deceived, maybe because of the stubborn old man's consciousness, his sensitivity has been blunted a lot.

But he is still the strongest, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni who can almost completely destroy the entire soul world with one person.

"White fighting, chopping technique, ghost way, shunpo. These are the skills of the god of death. And the old man is called the strongest god of death because of these four skills, the old man is the strongest."

The man of war with scars all over his body sighed, and looked at Yuhabach, who seemed to have completely lost his ability, with an increasingly mocking expression on his face.

"In my eyes, Unohana Yachiryu was a brat playing with skills, and he couldn't even defeat Zaraki Kenpachi. Therefore, only the old man can teach Zaraki Kenpachi. After all, that child does not accept people who are weaker than himself. His guidance really gave this old man a headache."

"Ghosts are also the skills taught by the old man. I also see their learning and practice, and many skills are also developed by the old man. The records in the Zhenyang Spiritual Academy have also been recorded. Since you like If the Quincy who searched other people's family affairs can find my affairs, then these things should also be very clear. Whether it is Shunpo or Baibai, they are all skills taught by this old man."

"Why the captains and gods of death have to use this old man as their teacher? It's because all of these are also taught by this old man."

"All your methods are nothing more than child's tricks in my eyes."

"...A child's trick?"

Seeing the re-ignited flame and Motoryasai Shigekuni Yamamoto slowly walking over, Yuhabach couldn't bear his internal injury and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

The crimson blood sprayed on the ground, and then gradually gasified with the high temperature of the ground, condensing into dark red spots around it. In the process of staggering just now, it's not that Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni who Shunpo walked by left him with something.

The huge fist mark on the chest, and the pattern of the static blood suit that is gradually breaking around it is enough to prove a fact. He had indeed failed, or, if he hadn't been blunt, he would have accepted the fact that he was completely destroyed soon. Facing this god of death who has practiced for countless years, his strength is still too weak. So weak that even after Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni truly showed his strength, it was very difficult to face this reality.

After all, he was the one who came back to life after a thousand years of death. And up to now, because the time is too early, even many plans have not been launched.

"...Is it still lost? I'm really not reconciled, the gap from my peak ability is still too big."

Half kneeling on the ground, Juhabach vomited out a mouthful of blood again.

"Among the pinnacles I've seen, a character like you should have been completely destroyed under my design long ago. It's just a pity, this time it's a bad match no matter what."

"Oh, this old man doesn't have the kindness of a woman. As long as he can face the enemy of death, this old man will do whatever it takes."

"At all costs? If you follow my plan, you should have broken a hand at this time, and your strength has dropped by 50%. No matter Shunpo, Ghost Dao, Baibai, or Slash, there is no way to display it. Only It’s only right to be able to rely on your own remnant sword. But in reality, that’s not the case, that’s not the case. I’ve clearly seen that future, but why…”

"If there are only these words in the last words, then the old man doesn't want you to continue talking."

"……snort."

Looking at Shigekuni Yamamoto who slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō and started to ignite the flames behind him, Yuhabach looked at the sky that had stopped raining again and cleared again under the influence of heat, from his arms. He took out the Star Cross.

However, under Captain Yamamoto's surprised expression, the king of the Quincy slowly crushed the Star Cross in his hand. The huge and inexhaustible power of Swastika was thrown back into Zanpakuto of Yamamoto Genryuzai Shigekuni like a tired bird returning to its nest. A layer of dim, but the temperature can be called terrifying Reiatsu returned to Zanpakuto.

This sudden result even made Captain Yamamoto himself unable to react. He was a little surprised to see the dry knife in his hand that had turned into a swastika again, and looked at Youha who turned around and sneered in front of him in surprise. bach. After all, in his impression, this kind of despicable villain would definitely squeeze his ability of swastika to death, how could he release it so casually?

But that's what Juhbach did. Looking at the vigilant old man in front of him who was holding the remnant sword in surprise, the lightsaber in Yuhabach's hand also collapsed and disappeared, and he staggered like that, and stood in front of Captain Yamamoto again.

Seeing Captain Yamamoto with an increasingly surprised expression, the Quincy King tidied up his appearance and stood in front of him.

"All plans are exhausted, and my story may have come to an end here. Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni."

"...?"

"Curious why I gave you back all the power? Because I have such an intuition. I can feel it the moment I just used omniscience. The world has become completely different since that guy came. .The struggle between us is probably just a simple result. So I just don't want that guy to win well. Although my dream is over, your dream is not over yet."

Recalling the viscous texture that seemed to be wrapped around it, Yuhabach shook his head. He finally realized what was going to happen and what he had been doing all this time. But in the end, it's too late. Things are going to happen soon.

No matter what they think, how they do, or how they act, they are essentially meaningless.

For the rest, just meet your own destiny.

Because fate is something that is manipulated and decorated at will.

"Stop Aizen Soyousuke."

Seeing Yamamoto Genryasai Shigekuni approaching again with the remaining katana, Yuhabach lowered his eyes and said his last words.

"The worst order is also order. Although the things of the god of death are the things I hate the most, they are also the existence that the spirit king, my father, acquiesces. So I approve of you for the time being. Therefore, use your greatest ability to destroy me Not even the dregs left. I don't want to see what you've created."

"...Hmph. Is this your last words? Yuhabach?"

"..."

Without saying any more words, Juhabach turned his head to look at the sky.

The sky is a clear color. Under the power of the Remnant Fire Taidao, the water vapor in the entire Soul Realm evaporates once again, and what can be seen is only the chaotic and chaotic colors of the sky. It is not the reassuring blue as imagined, but a mixture of black and red that is close to the border but disturbed by power.

It is very ugly and makes people feel a little uncomfortable all over, but it also represents the essence of this world. This is the Lingwang Palace, the place where he wanted to come even in his dreams, and it is also the place where his dreams come to an end. All of this, it seems that there is an invisible hand moving, and it seems that this world has been controlled by someone all along. This kind of life was only felt by Yuhabach after letting go of all grievances and enmities.

There is no haggling, no victory or defeat, and all the energy gradually dissipates to the surroundings, just like the Quincy system.

Then he saw it.

"...Is it really Aizen Soyousuke?"

Juhbach closed his eyes and gave a relieved smile.

And the next moment, the dead wood-like swastika slipped across Yuhabach's waist in an instant.

Like erasing a disgusting part of the world. Yohbach evaporated in an instant.

The king of the Quincy Master, the child of the Spirit King, the creator of the turmoil in the world of corpses and souls, the most terrifying terrorist in the world, this weird man, under the wipe that wiped the world, he became a wisp of wisp in the blink of an eye. blue smoke. Not even a little bit of remnant left in this world.

Looking at the chaotic world around him, Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni's face gradually calmed down. Taking a last look at the area where only a pile of ashes remained, the old man turned and left expressionlessly. The swastika in his hand changed back into Zanpakuto. The torrential rain fell again after a few seconds, pouring out a white mist on the ground. It was like palms, and it seemed that some kind of persuasion and warning stopped the old man in place again.

A strange feeling began to rise from Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni's mind.

He can't feel it.

It's clearly on the approach of the Lingwang Palace, but I can't feel the spiritual pressure of the guards and the Zero Division outside.

Obviously, the struggle of Team Zero outside should still be going on, and obviously Quincy and Reaper should be fighting to the death. But when he broke free from the fighting state just now and began to feel the surrounding environment, Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto suddenly felt something was wrong.

Those spiritual pressures below, those noisy products, and those restless figures disappeared at some point. Everything around seemed to have turned into some kind of wonderful hallucination, a subtle shadow, unspeakable thoughts, and some strange whispers began to echo in the old man's mind. He seemed to sense something was wrong, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong around him.

He found the root of the problem and planned to go to the Lingwang Palace to investigate, and then found that the Zero Division was killing each other, and then met Yuhabach and had a fight.

There seems to be no problem, the cause and effect logical state, all these are very clear, there is no problem.

But why, why can I feel, as if something has been watching me?

"Congratulations, Captain Yamamoto."

In the torrential rain, a man holding an umbrella stood beside Captain Yamamoto.

"When it's raining, people of your age shouldn't gamble on their physical fitness. It's better to hold an umbrella."

"...Aizen, Soyousuke."

"yes."

The man holding the umbrella smiled and looked at Captain Yamamoto, whose pupils gradually widened. The smile on his face was still as warm as before.

"As you can see, it's me, Aizen Soyousuke. Or do you not need the umbrella I provided to protect you from the wind and rain?"

"Why……"

"Do you mean this, or all of this?"

Looking at Motoyanagi Shigekuni Yamamoto who seemed to have no idea what to say and was trembling all over, the smile on Aizen Soyousuke's face became more gentle.

Putting the umbrella in his hand on Captain Yamamoto's head, the figures of the two looked like a filial child and his stubborn old father from a distance. And Aizen Soyousuke, who created such a warm scene, has no interest in telling riddles.

"From beginning to end, it was all my calculations and my manipulations. Captain Yamamoto."

Holding an umbrella to cover Captain Yamamoto's head, his shoulders gradually got wet in the rain, Aizen Soyousuke looked at the scenery outside the approach, and said softly:

"In other words, from the beginning to the end, the entire soul world, virtual circle, and everyone in the human world are in my mirror. This mirror is not built with strength and ability, but one trust, one trust each other relationship, as well as their respective historical and moral constructions.”

"If everyone is willing to believe that there will be no problems in the world of Lord Lingwang, then it will follow the original historical trend, but it will be better. Kurosaki Ichigo will fulfill the responsibility of protecting everyone and hand over this system smoothly. .If all the nobles insist that they are righteous, then they will deal with all the problems vigorously and vigorously, and then suppress the chaos again, and let the world return to their management."

"Even Wandering Soul Street, Bleach Division 13, I gave everyone a chance. If they trust each other, cooperate with each other, there is no interference of love, and everyone makes the right choice, I will I believe that this incident will not happen. Because the fantasy world I designed is not much different from the one I designed in another world. Face reality, face the truth of this world, and be brave If you face it, then you will naturally live in peace. But if you dare not face it, if you have no way to face it, then the crisis will find you instead."

"This is a trial. A small trial for the entire soul world, all the gods of death and those in power. I just hope to see a better world, and hope to see those beautiful futures happening in On us."

"But unfortunately, not. All I see is your intrigue and intrigue. All wisdom, calmness, reason, and logic have left you."

Looking at the sky outside while holding an umbrella beside Captain Yamamoto, Aizen Soyousuke sighed regretfully.

He is indeed very sorry.

In fact, if people in Naruto had the restraint and awareness of peace, then this time would not be a crisis at all.

As long as they regard Wandering Soul Street as a person, or regard this situation as an opportunity that can be used, they will not be able to take such a path in the end. Because those are the things that all people can learn, and all people can learn. Whether it's a god of death, nobles, commoners, or wandering souls, it's fine.

Such a road where everyone can be promoted together, even if there are risks, you should first look at the situation, manage and control it, and then order the relevant teams to carry out research and development. But because multiple crises broke out in parallel at the same time, the handling of the god of death is actually very simple and rude. Since there are so many things around, just kill them all together. This kind of decision that will never be made in Hokage is as simple as breathing for the gods of death.

He has never regarded the other party as a human being, and naturally there will be no human nostalgia.

This world is so simple and direct.

Reapers, nobles, wandering souls, Xu, and the Lingwang Palace, this political structure constructed of falsehoods will not believe any outsiders from the very beginning, let alone the power and ability they promised. Coupled with the historical results, they finally chose to deal with all this in the most violent way.

The constant killings, constant disputes, and constant struggles finally formed the current ending. But fortunately, Aizen Soyousuke had a certain premonition about all this, or in other words, he didn't trust these people much from the beginning. Under the power of King Ling and himself, the whole world will inevitably return to a more legitimate track. Because those who have not passed the test must be united in the hands of that saint.

King Ling, who has sacrificed countless sacrifices for this world, can be said to be a saint among saints, will once again make his own sacrifice for this world.

He will stand up from the throne again, and then go to accept the world.

But there is no need to say more about all of this.

What is left now is just a big liquidation.

Everyone came up with the worst answer, and the whole world is bathed in blood and pain, so since it has been decided to re-plan and organize, it is better to choose to change the whole world into the most suitable one. And before that, all grievances must be settled and understood by each other.

Like the reckoning between Shinigami and Quincy, between Shinigami and Wandering Soul, between Wandering Soul and Xu, Xu and Shinigami, Xu and Quincy, the wars between these people and things must also be resolved. Their hatred for each other, their suffering and knowledge of the world must also be vented. Only when the anger and pain accumulated in the heart are vented, and only when all these things become meaningful, can the world get its own peace.

"...So, Yuhabach and I are the last battle?"

Looking at the rain curtain falling outside, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni sighed.

Although he said so, he felt something was wrong.

Facing this person who treats him respectfully, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni can feel that something is wrong.

He instinctively felt that everything was wrong. Because as he said, maybe all of this is for the future, and everything has its own meaning. However, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni just felt something was wrong. He just didn't think it should be like this.

Regardless of the current situation, the appearance of Soyousuke Aizen, or even the death of Yuhabach, although in the conversation just now, Soyousuke Aizen seemed to say a lot of good things , gave a lot of promises and results, and made everyone seem to have a better future. However, Yamamoto Motoyasa Shigekuni felt dissatisfaction and anger towards this arrangement and the result from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of anger is not without reason, nor does it erupt casually. He really has his own causes and consequences.

"Then Aizen Soyousuke, everyone's crimes and punishments are over, what about yours?"

Looking at the compassionate and noble man standing behind him like a messenger from heaven, Yamamoto Motoryasai Shigekuni held the Zanpakutō in his palm, with an increasingly angry expression on his face.

"Everyone is dancing and flying according to your plan, and all of this is done by you. Now that the hatred between us has been liquidated and settled, then we should welcome the final judgment. All People have their own endings, everyone has their final results, and you are no exception."

Facing Aizen Soyousuke, Captain Yamamoto said firmly.

He is not a god, nor is he the spiritual king of this world. He has no right to judge this world, and he is not qualified to educate anyone's life.

Therefore, if there is a trial, Aizen Soyousuke will be absent.

but.

"No, it's not a trial, but a big liquidation."

Looking at Motoyasa Shigekuni Yamamoto in front of him, Aizen Soyousuke smiled softly.

"Not just you, but everyone in this world can liquidate me. Including... His Majesty the Spirit King."

In an instant, everything around seemed to solidify, and finally shattered into countless dust and gravel, continuously submerging the figures of the two people, and finally turned into a gentle nothingness that made people feel kind like a mother.