Shinigami I Am Uchiha Madara

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The scarlet blood dripped continuously along the wound, dyeing the yellow sand red bit by bit.

There was silence all around, except for the tearing sound of the wound, it seemed extraordinarily weird. There was a bloody smell in the cold air.

Uchiha Madara stood over Grimmjow's body, Zanpakutō's blade resting on top of his head. As long as Madara is willing, he can beheaded in an instant.

"Surrender or die..."

This plain sentence contains the threat of death.

At this moment, the mighty Leopard King really fell into despair. Kneeling at the feet of Uchiha Madara is like stepping into the crossroads of life.

Two choices, very different results.

To welcome death, or to welcome new life?

A person's death is nothing more than an extra grave to the "460" in this world. But for those who depend on each other, the whole world is buried in the grave.

Unfortunately, lonely Grimmjow has no companions.

In that lonely world, only killing and fighting are the best "partners".

However, because of this, even if he died under Zanpakutō at this time, he would just turn into a touch of yellow sand and be gradually forgotten with the howling wind.

Such a death is worthless!

"I'm not reconciled, did it end like this?"

Grimmjow's eyes were gloomy, and due to excessive blood loss, a cold feeling gradually came from his body.

Especially the Zanpakutō hanging on his head made him feel even more desperate. It seems that there is no choice but to face death...

"Well, have you made a choice?"

Uchiha Madara stared at Grimmjow coldly, without mercy. In this world of the jungle, only the winner is king.

Surrender and killing, only those who can survive to the end are qualified to climb to the top of the food chain!

"Stop talking about such nonsense, do it quickly, in fact, you want to kill me too! You want to kill me, the person who tried to kill you, and you want to chop me up!"

Grimmjow sneered, there was no fear of death in his eyes, only the unwavering will. Even when he was approaching the moment of death, he still felt that every cell in his body contained endless fighting spirit.

"Yes, do you think so?"

Uchiha Madara sneered: "You are a rare opponent, although I can no longer enjoy the thrill of fighting. But if I kill you like this, wouldn't this boring time be less fun?"

He stared into Grimmjow's eyes, and said word by word: "Don't you want to experience a more powerful force? Don't you want to experience the excitement of another world? Don't you just hide in Hueco Mundo so pitifully, avoiding Baraggan all day long? Are you chasing after him?"

Uchiha Madara held Zanpakutō tightly, and shouted with burning eyes: "Follow me, I will climb the clouds of Hueco Mundo, I will bring the eternal "light" of Hueco Mundo, and I will give you a more powerful calendar!"

"Look, this is the power you have never experienced..."

"Let's dance, Hao Yan Fan!"

With the falling of the Jiefang language, a blazing light erupted from the surface of Zanpakutō.

The red light shone like a bright streamer, driving away the dreaded darkness and illuminating the dark night sky.

The flame-like Reiatsu rolled in all directions, causing the temperature in the house to rise sharply, and the air seemed to be ignited by the flames, and there was a crackling sound.

At this moment, Uchiha Madara's momentum was like a rainbow, and the innate Haki surged out like Wang Yang, crushing the surroundings mightily.

The black Siba outfit is automatic without wind, and the long hair hanging on the shoulders dances with the wind! The tall and straight figure is as straight as a javelin, and there is a strong aura in every gesture

Under the pitch-black night, the flames soared into the sky, as if the air had been ignited, and even the bloody smell hidden in the air was washed away by the high temperature.

Under the control of his mind, this Reiatsu continued to spread, rippling like ripples in the vast sea of ​​sand, and finally penetrated deep into the depths of Hueco Mundo.

"This is enough to sweep the power of Hueco Mundo, and it is also the power king of my Zhibo Madara!"

Uchiha Madara waved the round fan, and a sandstorm suddenly set off in the surrounding area, which was so powerful that it completely cut off Grimmjow's retreat...

At this moment, Grimmjow finally realized what a world of difference it was.

With that suffocating Reiatsu alone, Uchiha Madara can dominate the Hueco Mundo, and when combined with the power of Shinigami, it is even more unstoppable.

What's more, Grimmjow suddenly remembered that Madara still seemed to have those mysterious eyes.

Those eyes that can release illusion...

The blood-moon-like eyes reveal a frightening cold light all the time.

"Seeing such power, do you still try to resist?"

Uchiha Madara's eyes closed suddenly, Three Tomoe Sharingan emerged, and a mysterious wave came out.

Looking into those weird eyes, Grimmjow froze.

For some reason, he felt that these eyes contained the "answer" he was struggling to find

That is the answer enough to be strong enough to evolve into Vasto Lorde.

It is not only the hope of survival, but also the vision of the future.

Gradually, a ray of hope was born in Grimmjow's heart.

"Ugh"

Grimmjow bowed his head, sighing heavily.

At this moment, his heart was shaken.

There was a time when Grimmjow thought he was the one who could be the "King". It's a pity that the cruel reality defeated him.

Disasters always come one after another, which is the common sense in the world. Once Uzumaki falls into fate, there will be no one to save him except for self-struggle.

"If I die like this, it can only show that I am just such a man..."

Grimmjow groaned under his breath, his breathing gradually becoming heavy. In the end, a wavering heart finally made a choice.

He held his head up, bowed his body in front of Uchiha Madara, and roared proudly: "I chose to follow you not because I am afraid of death, but because I want to master stronger power so that I can kill you later!"

"Uchiha Madara..."

"From now on, you are my king!"

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