The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"Get away from all the bastards——!!!"

A heroic laughter came from far away, like thunder rushing through the storm, coming in an instant.

That wild and domineering figure was like a mighty galloping dragon, dragging behind it a billowing wave of air that was visible to the naked eye. It was rushing through the boundless army of hell, as if a sharp knife had pierced the defense line.

Rumble——!!!

The rolling mud and sand rose hundreds of meters high, looking like a rolling earth dragon from a distance.

All the demons and ghosts that met him along the way were as if they had been hit by a high-speed train, exploding into thick balls of blood mist.

The majestic and vast spiritual pressure was like a violent tsunami. The slightly weaker demon was crushed into a pulp by the spiritual pressure before it even got close to him.

Such an extremely high-profile move immediately attracted Leviathan's attention.

The next moment, the storm carried a terrifying momentum and suddenly stopped in front of Frank and others' defense line.

But he saw a man who was two meters tall, burly and strong, with golden bells hanging upside down from the roots of his hair, and a vicious scar on his face from the corner of his eyebrow to his chin, adding a bit of ferocity and violence to him.

It is worth mentioning that such a vicious man has a pink-haired little loli sitting on his shoulder.

"Captain...Zaraki?!"

Frank's eyes widened, his tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he felt a sense of relief after being rescued.

Even though Zaraki Kenpachi's appearance is so ferocious, in the eyes of Team 11's Shabi and Frank, he seems so kind and reassuring, as if as long as he is there and as long as you follow him, there is nothing to be afraid of.

of.

The appearance of Zaraki Kenpachi was like a sea-calming needle, instantly stabilizing the panicked military morale.

"Little Frank~"

With a childish cry, the pink loli jumped down from the man's shoulder.

"This voice? No, it's Kusaka Yachiryu!"

The moment Frank heard the sound, his expression immediately changed, and he subconsciously made a dodge move, but he was still not as fast as the pink-haired lolita, and received a solid kick in the face.

Although he reiterated countless times that he hated this way of greeting me.

But it seems that Kusuka Yachiryu didn't listen at all, and still went his own way, using this 'special way' to express his love.

Frank, who was ravaged a lot, finally escaped from the clutches of Kusuka Yachiryu.

He stood up with a look of embarrassment and reported the current situation very quickly: "Captain Zaraki, the situation is very dangerous now. There are too many enemies. We can't defend it with just a few people!"

"None of what you said is important."

Beneath Zaraki Kenpachi's calm voice seemed to hide this violent beast.

What a strong murderous aura...

It's like there are thousands of knives placed on the neck!

The murderous intent lingering in the air was so thick that it almost made people breathless. Frank, who was nearby, felt chills all over his body, trembling with fear, and swallowed back all the words he wanted to say.

"The strongest guy is that huge whale, right?"

Zaraki Kenpachi's murderous eyes penetrated the void and landed directly on Leviathan. He licked his chapped lips and said, "As long as you kill that beast, everything will be solved perfectly!"

The theory is established and the logic is perfect.

Even Frank was conquered and couldn't think of any words to refute.

From a normal person's perspective, shouldn't we stick to the World Transformation Spirit Pillar and wait for follow-up support to arrive?

But unfortunately, there are basically few normal people in the 11th Division from top to bottom.

"Hey, you guys stay here."

Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes were firmly locked on Leviathan, and he gave a ferocious smile: "I'm going to kill that beast!"

"ah?"

Gu Zhen

Before Frank could react, he was knocked to the ground by the violent wind.

When he opened his eyes and looked again, Zaraki Kenpachi was holding a long sword and broke into the hell army again.

"Wait...wait, captain!" Frank shouted without tears, "How can we hold on to the World Transformation Pillar if you leave!"

Although the decapitation tactic is very good, the problem is that it depends on the situation!

Their main goal is to guard the World Transformation Pillar, but all the team members have long been exhausted. Even if the morale of the 11th Squadron is high, they cannot stop the massive demon army after all!

For such a captain in the stall, Frank felt desperate at the moment.

"Don't worry, little Frank~"

Like a little adult, Kusaka Yachiru patted his head and comforted him: "The little bald man will come to support us~"

"Little...bald?!"

Frank's face twisted, and he said strangely: "Vice-captain, who is the little bald man you are talking about?"

"Well~it's over there~"

Kusaka Yachiru's chubby hand pointed at the demon army.

Frank looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a bald Grim Reaper with a ferocious smile on his face. His upper body clothes had been torn to pieces, exposing his muscular tendons. He was bathing in blood like a berserker, fighting crazily with a spear.

"Is that guy... really okay?" Frank's eyes twitched, as if he saw a replica of Zaraki Kenpachi.

"His name is Madarame Ikkaku."

Kusuka Yachiru seemed to be full of confidence in him, and said calmly: "Besides Xiao Jian and me, he is the strongest."

As if to confirm her words, when Madarame was fighting to the fullest, he was surrounded by countless demons. Hundreds of powerful demons roared, and together they severely injured him and knocked him hundreds of meters away, and buried him under the ruins of a building.

Down.

"No, we have to save him!"

Frank stared, and just when he got up to go to the rescue, Kusuka Yachiru raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't bother him."

Yachiru Kusaka said seriously: "Little Bald Man will not lose so easily. If you bother me, you will be chopped down by him too."

Squadron 11...are all a bunch of lunatics!

Frank's face twitched, regretting once again that he had joined this squad.

boom!!!

A burst of spiritual pressure suddenly erupted under the ruins, and Madarame stepped out of the ruins with a grin.

The arrogant eyes glanced at the hell demon below, then he raised his fingers provocatively and grinned: "I didn't want to use this trick at first, but unfortunately I didn't want to die so early, so I made an exception...

.Let you see it for yourself!”

"Oh, are you actually planning to use that?"

Kuolu Yaqian showed a hint of surprise, pursed his lips and smiled: "It seems that he is finally serious."

"That?" Frank was stunned, not understanding what she meant.

But soon, he understood what the 'that' in Caolu Baqianliu's mouth was referring to.

I saw Madarame Ikkaku holding a spear in both hands, red spiritual pressure blowing up like a hurricane, and the surging air waves surged like a tidal wave, bursting out with an almost substantial sense of oppression: "Swastika - Dragon Pattern Onidenmaru!!!"

"Wait a minute, Sanxi actually knows how to interpret swastika?!" Frank was dumbfounded.

"What's so strange?"

Kusaka Yachiru looked at him strangely and said, "You're not even a chief official, so don't you know how to perform swastika?"

Frank was speechless.

It is well-founded and irrefutable.