The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The fierce battle gradually becomes more intense!

On one side is Hilde Weir, codenamed ‘E’, a member of the Knights of the Star Cross who was given the Holy Word.

On one side is Soul Society's most elite high-end combat force, the captain of the Third Division of the Gotei Thirteenth Division, Gin Ichimaru.

The two almost represent the most advanced level of their respective forces at this stage.

Judging from the current burst of spiritual pressure, although Hilde is slightly weaker than Ichimaru Gin, it is not without the power to fight back.

The Quincy's unique spirit control physique, as well as a wide variety of moves and fighting skills, coupled with the power of the holy text, actually gained the upper hand in a short period of time, and in turn suppressed Gin Ichimaru.

There was another collision, Hilud raised his hand to make a pistol shape, and with the sound of "Boom" in his mouth, a spherical spirit child was shot out quickly.

Ichimaru Gin had no time to dodge, so he had to raise his left hand to block it.

However, at the moment of contact, the left sleeve robe was instantly blown into pieces.

boom--

The destructive force and flames caused by the violent explosion caused Ichimaru Gin's originally intact left hand to become bloody and bloody.

Seeing Hilud raising his finger and pointing it at him again, even though he looked like a sinister and poisonous snake, he couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and immediately retreated about ten meters to distance himself from him.

“The response was pretty quick.”

Hilud did not choose to pursue, but stood quietly and said coldly: "If you had been slower for one second just now, you would have been blown into a puddle of flesh."

"So this is your ability?"

Ichimaru Gin's squinted eyes slowly opened a little, and there was a hint of coldness in his light blue eyes. He said with a smile on his lips: "He condensed his own spiritual pressure into a spherical object and shot it, and then was hit by the spiritual pressure.

Objects can turn into explosives, which is a very dangerous ability."

When the mystery of his ability was revealed in one word, Hilud did not show the slightest surprise. Instead, he admitted openly: "Yes, this is the holy text given to me by His Majesty - Critical Strike!"

"It's really nerve-wracking..."

Ichimaru Gin showed a distressed expression, not affected by the injury to his left hand at all, and grinned: "The order to lift the restrictions has not been issued yet. If I continue to waste time with you, I might really be dead."

Hilud said calmly: "It's not too late to escape now. I won't chase you, Death."

"Haha, it's too early to say this now." Ichimaru Gin smiled, raised his hand and moved the magic gun in front of him, pointed the blade towards the location of the Quincy, and said slowly: "Although the spirit is limited

Pressure, but the swastika can still be used."

A naked, cold and turbulent murderous intention instantly enveloped Hilud's body.

"Swastika—God's Killing Spear!"

As Ichimaru Gin's calm voice fell, the short sword and magic spear he held in his hand suddenly bloomed with unparalleled light, even taking away the color of everything in the world.

The whole world turned gray.

Then a ray of light broke through the dawn and dusk, suddenly piercing the dead silence of the world.

bass--!!!

A crisp sound cut through the silent night sky, and the side of the blade was like a glow, reflecting the dim moonlight.

The blade broke through the dull air at an astonishing speed, shooting straight ahead with a series of harsh sonic booms!

There is nothing fancy about this knife.

If I have to say something amazing, then it must be its expansion and contraction speed.

The glowing blade passed through a stream of light, and it was so fast that even Herod couldn't react in time. He could only subconsciously use the static blood armor to strengthen his physical defense, and then the blade penetrated his right shoulder like a razor.

The sword light containing the fierce sword intent passed by, plowing a ravine several feet wide in the earth. All tangible and intangible things in its path were chopped into pieces by the sword light, even the intangible and insubstantial things.

The air has a truncated visual effect.

The sword light extended all the way to the end and broke out of the ground. The roaring storm uprooted the entire villa, throwing up tons of soil and ruins and being rushed high into the sky.

It's the terrorists in the villa, the Ten Rings Gang.

Many of them were still sleeping, and they didn't even understand what happened before they turned into a large blood mist.

But to a certain extent, they are also atonement in disguise. After all, compared to the innocent people they murdered, it is also a kind of happiness to die without any pain.

"What a fast expansion and contraction speed..."

The knife did not hit the vital point. Hilud climbed up from the ruins staggeringly, covering the wound on her left shoulder. Blood dripped down her smooth shoulder. The mask on her face was somewhat broken, and the lower part of her delicate body was vaguely exposed.

Jawbone and lower jaw.

"It was just my carelessness just now. Next time...you won't hit me so easily." Hilud pointed his gaze at Ichimaru Gin, and his spiritual pressure once again emerged from his body, like a violent tide.

Like impacting the surrounding space.

"Well...it's a pity, Quincy." Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes, with a dangerous smile on his lips, and opened the shirt in front of his chest, revealing a black marigold mark: "

Just now, the ban on lifting restrictions has been issued."

Hilud's pupils suddenly shrank into needles. She knew about the prohibition of 'limiting spiritual pressure'.

Before entering the human world, all Shinigami at the vice-captain or captain level need to have their team's team insignia engraved somewhere on their bodies, and their spiritual pressure must be extremely limited to avoid affecting their souls in this world.

And the limited rate of spiritual pressure... is 80%!

In other words, once Ichimaru Gin lifts the limitation of spiritual pressure, his strength will instantly increase to five times as much as before!

"This time... I count you lucky."

Herod was well aware of the seriousness of the problem, so he did not dare to stay any longer.

The moment before leaving, she took a deep look at Tony's position, then sank directly into the shadows and disappeared.

"Ha~"

Ichimaru Gin shook his head and chuckled, then folded his clothes again to block the mark.

Tony cautiously raised his head and found that Herod was really gone. He was immediately relieved, but then another cold look came to him, making his heart suddenly rise to his throat.

The real test begins now!

But fortunately, he had made preparation plans in advance for this worst-case scenario.

In Soul Society, which has a large number of people, there are countless weak Shinigami like him. They are worth less than the weeds outside. The other party is a high-ranking captain, so how can he know him?

So as long as you deceive appropriately, you may have a chance to get through!

Just when he was thinking about how to speak, he heard Ichimaru Gin chuckle and said: "Tony Stark, according to the order of Central Room 46, you are suspected of stealing privately and misappropriating the power of Death. Come back to Soul Society with me."

Accept the punishment."

"It's revealed!!!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Tony directly on the forehead.

This...how is this possible?!

He didn't give any chance to quibble at all, and he didn't even think about any detours. He directly exposed the last trace of his fantasy.

So much so that Tony's mind went blank, with almost no thoughts left, except for one thought:

That means...he is dead!

...

At this moment, Lord was still on his way to Shunbu.