Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

All the way in a hurry, Duke hurried all the way, and three days later he found a serious thing...he was lost. In the wilderness, where the birds don't shit, you can't even see a ghost, and you can't even ask someone.

Because Shunpo is not proficient, many small skills have not been mastered, which caused Duke to go in the wrong direction many times when he was on the road. He changed it after discovering it a few times, and more often he himself did not notice it. So, now it is embarrassing up.

"How can it be difficult to get me when I get lost? I'm not that beast with only muscles in its brain. Let me use disciplines to solve the problems that only rookie travel friends struggle with." Duke vowed, don't panic if you get lost in the wild, This is even more so in the world of corpses and souls. As long as you look for the east, west, north, south, there is no way to get lost, because the most central location is Seireitei, which is the best signpost.

"Well, let me think about it... Plants are good partners for lost travelers. First of all, we need to find a tree..." Duke found a big tree nearby and began to observe it attentively.

"According to the law of the sun rising from the east and setting in the west...the shadow of the tree will point to the southeast and northwest...how did you say it? I can't remember clearly, but it doesn't matter. I still have many ways to distinguish it. It doesn't bother me." Duke originally wanted to use the sun to identify the direction, but he couldn't remember the specific way, so he changed his method. This method... still find a tree first.

"According to the habits of plants, the branches and leaves on the south side are lush and the leaves on the north side are sparse. It's still very simple." Duke praised himself, and then looked at the tree in front of him... It seems that this tree is relatively tall. Evenly, the luxuriant branches and leaves grow gratifyingly, and it is hard to see where it is lush and where it is sparse.

"It's okay, you can't hang yourself on another tree, try another one." Duke didn't give up, he changed a tree...another tree...another tree...

"The trees in the world of corpses and souls are really good news for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and they all look the same?" Du Ke, who was speechless, gave up the method of distinguishing the north, south, east, and west based on plant habits, and changed the identification method again not to be reconciled to failure. Of course, you still have to find a tree.

"One knife and one life together!"

Hold the handle of the Zanpaku knife tightly with five fingers, and use the friction between the knife and the scabbard to create an instant explosive force when the knife is drawn. The sword light flashed, and the tree was divided into two sections. A faint murderous aura permeated the air, Duke let out a sigh of relief, and put the Zanpakuto back into its sheath.

"Let me see, the annual rings are as wide as the south...it's a miracle that they are the same width!" Duke studied carefully for a while, took out Zanpakuto and gestured, surprised to find that he accidentally found a tree that is unique in the world. tree. The annual rings of this tree are densely packed, countless, and I don't know how many years it has grown. This is nothing, the key is that the annual rings turned out to be standard circles, the kind that can only be drawn with compasses. With an ominous premonition in his heart, Duke turned around and cut down a big tree with the same circular growth rings, and the width was carved out of a mold.

"Who told me that plants can't lie? This is obviously a nonsense! Science has proved that the soul world is not scientific at all... So it is not me who is wrong, but this world!" Depressed Duke couldn't accept getting lost. It can only be attributed to the fact that the soul world is different from the previous life. The entire world of Soul Soul Realm is made up of spirit particles, and the theory of the previous life is worthless here.

"When you're lost, it's not advisable to rely on your intuition. You'll just go around in circles. What should I do... Yes, there's another trick." Duke scratched his head and finally came up with a solution for him. This method involves mysticism, probability, astronomy, psychology, etc. It is very difficult to master and cannot be used in non-emergency situations.

Duke took out the Zanpakuto, stood on the ground with a solemn face, without blinking his eyelids, then let go of his hand lightly, and the knife fell to the ground with a snap.

"Very well, the direction the blade is pointing at is up to you!"

Three days later, Duke, who was dizzy from hunger, finally walked out of the damned forest, snatched a few big men with hideous faces, took their food and water, and started to eat voraciously. For this, he has no psychological burden. This is an unwritten rule in the world of corpses and souls. The weak prey on the strong, and he has survived like this before.

Leaving behind a few howling sweats, Duke tightened his Zanpakuto and went to find a place where there were people. These strong men were weak, and he was not qualified to draw the sword, so they were not ideal whetstones. Along the way, I passed through several small villages, where there were only a few people, and almost everyone was a desperado. In order to get some food, they had to go through life and death. After seeing Duke's Zanpakuto, he showed even more greedy eyes, but unfortunately, his strength was so poor that he couldn't even touch Duke's clothes.

"Saragi Kenpachi is the beast-shaped sword practiced on the outskirts of Ruhun Street. Why didn't I even meet a decent opponent? Could it be that the powerful guys have left here?" Duke ate the food he had snatched. , disappeared in the same place in an instant, and after reappearing, it was already a hundred meters away, walking towards the most desolate place.

Duke learned from several villagers that he had already stepped into the area of ​​No. 70, Beiliuhun Street, which was a very rear area. Here, new souls are born every day, and countless souls are also killed in battle. Chaotic, unsightly, is the truest portrayal of this place.

When Duke appeared at the gate of a dilapidated town, a pair of bloodthirsty eyes turned, and he could clearly feel the smell of blood floating in the air. Duke stepped on the scorched mud, walked towards the crowd, took out a water bottle and took a sip, and amidst the heavy panting of everyone, he said, "Do you want water?"

The murderous souls were dressed in rags, and their thin bodies could be blown down by a gust of wind. They were all ready to move, licking the incomplete weapons in their hands, with crazy lights shining in their eyes.

"Or do you want the Zanpakuto in my hand?" Duke asked with narrowed eyes, showing the Zanpakuto in his waist.

This sentence broke everyone's last tense nerves, and they rushed towards Duke with jealousy. Many people present held broken and rusted swords, even wooden sticks and stones. In the chaotic Liuhun Street, food and water are indeed important, but they are nothing compared to a sharp weapon. Only strength can live for a long time, this group of souls knows better than anyone else, the preciousness of Zanpakuto is a treasure that must be obtained no matter what.

"Kill him, that knife is mine!"

"Go away, I will kill anyone who dares to rob me!"

"Wait until we get it, whoever gets it belongs to!"

Turning a blind eye to the rushing crowd, Duke slowly drew out the Zanpakuto, and there were bursts of sounds of swords and soldiers intersecting, accompanied by screams. The sharp blade of the Zanpakuto pierces the skin without hindrance, cuts through the muscles, cuts off the bones, and splashes blood to bring death. One blow was fatal, leaving no survivors. These wandering souls fell silently and died before they felt the pain. Only a few lucky ones uttered mournful screams before dying.

hack! cut! prick! sweep! cut!

Duke's Zanpakuto swung faster and faster, each slash became more difficult to block, and the angle was more tricky and deadly. His body is accepting memories, recording those murderous kendos in every cell.

Overflowing with blood!

Fallen corpses!

Powerless screams!

Seeing the surrounding companions fall one by one, while Duke was still waving the sword in his hand at high speed, almost unscathed, those who besieged him completely collapsed, the strength of the opponent was simply not something they could match, There is no advantage in numbers at this moment.

"Impossible, how could it be so strong?"

"How can there be such a person, this is simply not something we can defeat..."

"Run away, run away quickly..."

Tragic, unilateral massacre! People who were terrified by Duke turned and fled, and soon the mob dispersed.

"Don't kill me, I surrender..." A terrified wandering soul fell to the ground, his legs were weak, and begged Duke.

Duke ignored him, wiped the Zanpakuto lightly, retracted the sheath and turned to leave. A person who has lost his belief in fighting has no reason to kill, which will shame his swordsmanship.

"Go to hell!" Liuhun, who escaped his life, got up, picked up the broken knife beside him, attacked Duke from behind, and slashed down with one knife.

A sharp gaze swept over him, cutting across his body like countless knives, and the air became extremely heavy. Murderous aura mixed with spiritual pressure, soaring into the sky, the sneak attacker seemed to be choked by someone, he even forgot the instinct of breathing, his face was flushed and he couldn't say a word, a few drops of sweat slipped from his forehead, and his mouth was wide open. The mouth is ridiculous.

As Duke went away, the footsteps gradually died down, and the whole place became quiet. The escaped people came back one by one, picking out the weapons that could be used among the piles of corpses. Several people tentatively approached the attacker, trying to take away the broken knife he was holding tightly. With a light touch, the sneak attacker seemed to have broken bones, and fell into a pool of blood, his eyes were empty and gray, and he had already died.

"what happened to him?"

"Dead...how could this be?"

"Why did you die, obviously there is no wound?"

"Is that man a monster?"

...

Duke left the village without hesitation and set off for a distant place. Although these people have all experienced the baptism of blood, the degree is not enough. Blind killing is not the battle he expected. What he wants is an evenly matched fight. Only a strong man of the same level can stimulate his potential and completely master the fusion of swordsmanship.

"I hope the next area will be strong enough for me to fight hard. Ruukon Street should not be limited to this." Duke thought of the road-crazy Kenpachi Saragi, because he couldn't find anyone worth cutting in Ruukon Street to enter. Seireitei, at that time Saragi Kenpachi already possessed the strength of the captain level, so there must be powerful people in Ruukon Street, but he hasn't discovered it yet.

"And you, when will you tell me your name? I've been waiting for a long time!" Duke caressed the Zanpakuto, and whenever he calmed down, he could clearly feel the existence of the sword, but no matter what the other party said , Every critical moment is blurred, and the name cannot be heard clearly. It's like looking at a flower in the fog, separated by a layer of veil, you can see it but can't say it, it's right on your lips, but you don't know how to speak it.

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