People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

【script ends】

【Happy World: Escape Battle·Anti-Demon Ninja Research Institute Battle Royale】

【Winner: Host]

Almost at the moment when the voice sounded, the world in the eyes of Fujimiya Makoto and Sal Apollo came to a standstill simultaneously.

The next moment, the broken world turned into fragments and swallowed up the two figures.

In an instant, the spiritual pressure swallowed up in the world of pleasure was transferred to Makoto Fujimiya’s body.

However, compared to how weak he was when he received a huge amount of spiritual pressure for the first time, Makoto Fujimiya is now much stronger.

Even if it contains all the spiritual pressure of a Daxu like Sal Apollo, who is considered to be at the top level among Vastod, he can still withstand it for several seconds with sheer willpower.

【Wall of Sighs]

However, seemingly endless spiritual pressure was still pouring out of his body.

Forming a column of red flames like an updraft.

An endless stream.

In contrast, Sal Apollo, who had all his spiritual pressure taken away, knelt on the spot, facing up to the sky.

The pale desert reflects the cold moonlight.

When the light shines on Sal Apollo’s body, the skin appears a dull gray color like clay, but it seems that you can vaguely see the delicate cracks that are all over the surface of ice-cracked porcelain.

“click…”

A faint voice suddenly came from inside the body of Saar Apollo.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom——”

The heavy heartbeat sounded continuously, dull and powerful, constantly coming from his body that seemed to be about to be shattered.

Intangible vitality sprouts.

What the hell?

Makoto Fujimiya looked in the direction of Sal Apollo with shock in his eyes.

Is this the rumored on-the-spot breakthrough?

Are you the protagonist?

Am I the villain?

“swipe lala…”

A smile slowly broke out on Sal Apollo’s face, and in this difficult smile, the crumbs of his skin continued to fall off like broken wall skin, making a pitter-pattering sound.

“Really…thank you”

“grim Reaper”

“If it weren’t for your Zanpakutō, I don’t know how long it would take for me to realize that I was on the wrong path.”

“Until the moment when I love you again…”

“I finally realized it.”

He slowly narrated his experience, but more and more skin fell off his body.

Obviously he couldn’t feel any remaining spiritual pressure from his body, but looking at his faint smile, Fujimiya sincerely But he couldn’t help but feel an extremely strong sense of crisis.

There were no words or any intention of further delay.

Almost instantly, all the spiritual pressure absorbed from Sal Apollo quickly gathered into his hand. On the blade.

An almost substantial amount of spiritual pressure was formed.

However, Sal Apollo continued to speak slowly as if he did not notice his movements:”I always thought that the so-called perfect Hollow was to fill the hole in the Hollow. considered complete”

“But I was wrong”

“A truly perfect creature must be the interweaving and mixing of two different existences!”

“like…I was like that when I was in love!”

“This is what I want – perfection!”

Why are you still being given research test reports and post-reflections?!

Is this normal?

Complex thoughts flashed through his mind.

However, he didn’t even answer a word!

As the saying goes, villains die from talking too much!

“Sada——”

The sand and dust under Fujimiya Makoto’s feet were flying, flying straight in the direction of Sal Apollo, like a shooting star.

The blade in his hand shines brightly

【Type 1·Change·Meteor Strike]

The blazing blade cut through a bright arc, and at the moment when the extremely compressed spiritual pressure exploded, it turned into a light arrow that penetrated the pale desert.

However, Sar’Apollo just opened his hand in his direction.

Fujimiya Makoto couldn’t stop his pupils from shrinking.

Although it was only a very brief moment, so brief that it was almost like an illusion, but……

He didn’t feel Sal Apollo’s spiritual pressure!

“boom——”

The blade struck out and was split into two halves along the direction blocked by Sal Apollo.

Red spiritual pressure was continuously released.

The two pale deserts separated by Sar Apollo were divided into a huge sharp-angled abyss.

Only Thrall Apollo remained standing. like a statue.

The arm he was blocking in front of him had been completely evaporated by the knife just now, and his body was constantly flying and dissipating like soot.

Even if the arm has dissipated completely.

However, it still could not hide the fact that he still blocked the blow in this form.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him, but did not continue to take action.

“I see”

“Did the main body escape the moment he woke up?”

“but…”

He looked at Sal Apollo and frowned slightly:”Did your spiritual pressure disappear at that moment?”

“As expected of you.”

Most of Sar Apollo’s body has collapsed like pieces of ashes, and a small part of his face has disappeared. He laughed crazily and said:”Did you discover it in an instant?”

“That’s right, I have crossed the boundary of ‘virtual'”

“But because of you bastard…It probably takes a long time to adjust to it.”

“Don’t die”

“correct…what is your name?”

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him, sheathed his sword calmly and said:

“Takuchojiro”

“If you survive, come to me, Mr. Sal Apollo”

“hehe…Sparrow?”When Sal Apollo said this, his body had completely dissipated, and only half of his head was staring at him, as if to imprint his face into the deepest part of his soul.

“The next time we meet, it will be your death”

“Sparrow.”

The moment the words fell, the last traces of ashes also dissipated.

In the end, only two knife marks were left on the pale desert surface.

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Makoto Fujimiya sneered and said disdainfully:”Look for the Sparrow Department. What does it have to do with me, Fujimiya Makoto?”

“Goodbye!”

Although he was not disappointed in his words, Fujimiya Makoto had made up his mind.

After the Hueco Mundo expedition is over, he will definitely never come to this ghost place again.

“hiss——”

With just a slight movement, his body began to swell and ache uncontrollably.

The moment the battle between the two of them came to an end,

【Bond Event·The Birth of the Perfect Creature】

【The level of your bond with Thrall Apollo/Ilfert Gullanz has been increased.↑】

【Reward: Lingwei level +1, talent point +1】

【Obtain bond trait: perfect creature】

【Lingwei: fourth grade·upper→third class·lower】

【Bonding Traits·Perfect Creature: Your soul can perfectly integrate the traits and powers from the Hollow and the Quincy, and all your development processes are constantly moving towards the ‘most perfect’ result – including but not limited to abilities and appearance. , body proportions, organ functions, etc.】

【Note: In the most vulgar form (referring to forced mating), you successfully stimulated a researcher to follow the correct scientific research path – it is you, Fujinomiya! ]

Almost as soon as the panel lit up, a steady stream of vitality suddenly emerged from inside Fujimiya Makoto’s body, which was still in pain like tearing.

That huge amount of power quickly repaired his body that was about to collapse, and was still improving rapidly.

The spirit in Makoto Fujimiya’s body that he thought had been compressed to the ‘extreme’ suddenly began to ‘collapse’ in an unpredictable direction, forming ‘points’ that were completely unable to blend with the spirit from the outside world..

At the same time, the Zanpakutō at his waist finally formed some kind of ‘circulation’ with him that was difficult to describe in words.

It seemed that until this moment, the little broken knife finally ‘integrated’ with him.

Now, Makoto Fujimiya really understands why the young woman standing at the last level of the little broken knife said that he still can’t get all her power.

It turns out that the small broken sword has maintained at least a ‘third-level or above’ high-level spirit child state from beginning to end, which is different from any other Zanpakutō.

Almost as soon as the spiritual pressure was in place, Fujimiya Makoto’s real ‘name’ naturally appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Fujimiya Makoto just stood there, and he could feel the huge difference between himself at this moment and the previous second.

However, this strong sense of excitement only lasted a few seconds and quickly disappeared.

“thump.”

Immediately afterwards, fatigue and exhaustion completely filled his entire body.

At this time, he finally fulfilled the request of Teacher Uozuka.

“rattan…Owner.”

However, just when he was about to collapse to the ground, he saw Harribel, who had been useless in the whole process, come out of nowhere.

Makoto Fujimiya felt tight.

Although he was very fond of Harribel in his previous life. Bell’s memory is still clear, but he has been fighting with various Daxu for such a long time, and he knows the temperament of these guys very well.

Naturally, even when facing Harribel, he does not dare to let down his guard at all.

Fortunately, Probably because of the battle he had just fought with Sar Apollo and the spiritual pressure that had just burst out, Harribel did not seem to have the intention to ‘get down’ immediately. Instead, she kept a distance from him and said in a hoarse voice:

“Master, let me help you guard!”

Although his voice was still hoarse and low, the words he said immediately made Fujimiya Makoto feel relieved.

“Then leave it to you”

“yes. Harribel swam and slid away.

Fujimiya Makoto supported his body, walked to the edge of a gray branch and sat down.

I hope Saito can arrive soon.

In the distance, Harribel looked like Like a shark in the desert, it swam and slid towards the battle site just now, looking at the pale desert that was still collapsing downwards like an abyss. It was at the center of the battle between Fujimiya Makoto and Sal Apollo.

That area The original desert has been burned into large areas of scattered crystals.

Just standing far away, you can clearly feel the subtle spiritual pressure reaction emanating from the battle center. It is so strong that it is frightening.

What kind of strength can achieve this result?

Harribel looked at the battle site that was like a natural disaster. The guy who usually looked carefree and occasionally a little perverted became more and more unfathomable in her heart.

If one day I can reach this level,……

You should be able to protect what you desire, right?…… in the deeper desert

“rustling…rustling……”

The small spider-like void is constantly crawling towards the deeper desert.

However, if someone zooms in closer, they can immediately notice the difference in this small virtual creature.

It was a small Hollow whose front body was in the shape of a stick, and whose back half was like a loose bag. Thin tentacles grew out from both ends of its limbs as legs, and it was constantly digging towards the Great Hollow Forest further below.

As for the original ‘head’, it was not a normal mask, but the head of a man with long pink hair.

“Sparrow Chojiro!”

“Is your name originally called Takuchojiro?”

“Kill you! I must kill you!”

Saar Apollo kept feeling cruel in his heart.

Just as he said to Fujimiya Makoto at the last moment.

In the gap between two deaths, he did see a world at a higher level than Vastod.

With this At the same time, he did shed his own mask and reached the state of ‘self-arrancar’.

It’s a pity that the time when he reached this state was too coincidental.

If only his body was seriously injured, that’s all. However, all of his spiritual pressure was temporarily taken away by Makoto Fujimiya, so that at that moment, Sal Apollo had no possibility of completing the process of ‘self-arresting’. On the contrary, he had to cut off his tail to escape.

Fortunately Yes, because he once put the mask on his dick, this is actually the most essential part of him.

As long as he waits for a few hundred more years, Saar Apollo can successfully return to his original strength and directly break through the Valar Stod’s imprisonment and becoming a true transcendent!

“It seems that only time is left between me and the ‘perfect creature’?”

“Jie Jie Jie…Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie……”

Thinking of his invincible appearance in the future, Sal Apollo couldn’t help but start laughing.

“Woof woof!”

While he was thinking about the wonderful life in the future, a cheerful dog bark suddenly sounded next to him.

A small dog-shaped virtual dog flew towards him.

“Get out of here! Stinky dog!”

Thall Apollo shouted while quickly continuing to dig underground.

Obviously, that is all in the future.

For Sal Apollo now, the most important thing is to accumulate spiritual pressure……. the other side

“puff!”

The bone spear penetrated the mask of Achiukas in front of him and came out from the other end.

Fine spirit particles continued to dissipate in the air of Hueco Mundo.

Around the antelope knight, there were sparsely lying bodies. There are more than a dozen corpses of Yachukas.

Obviously, this is another group of Yachukas who don’t know the depth and want to take advantage of their ‘number’ advantage to test the strength of Vastod. The thick hoofs are on The surface of the pale desert was lightly kicked, leaving fine footprints.

When she straightened up again, Nilielle frowned at first, and then subconsciously looked in the distance. The girl’s nose twitched faintly. It seems that I have noticed some familiar spiritual pressure.

“This taste is…”

“Makoto Fujimiya?”

The expression on Nelia’s face was a little confused, and she mumbled in confusion:”But…Why does it appear in Hueco Mundo?”

The girl didn’t notice…

Deep in his pupils, a faint pink heart pattern is flashing……