latelenovela Chapter 686 The mob
Chapter 686 The mob
Yuko suddenly turned around, hands on her hips: "Too quiet! I can't hear you!"
"...It doesn't really matter what kind of thing that is." Everyone's lips twitched.
Yuko sighed softly, grasped her right pinky with her left hand, and then, to Ichigo and Renji's astonished and brain-numbed expressions, she directly severed her pinky and casually tossed it aside from Yoruichi.
The process was like dropping an eraser.
Yuko smiled slightly at Yoruichi: "My life depends entirely on you."
Yoruichi took the finger and accepted it with a blank expression, completely ignoring the two people beside her who were staring at her with intense curiosity.
Ichigo broke out in a cold sweat: "What is that? Magic?"
Renji nodded, sweating profusely as well: "Speaking of which, magic tricks in the modern world have become quite advanced in recent years. I've heard there are even tricks like making people disappear into thin air. They're really amazing; you can't tell they're fake at all."
"Ah, this isn't it." Yu Zi innocently raised her little finger, and the broken flesh and blood of her little finger were visibly restored.
It's not a ghost!
Why don't you try to fool them?
What is this now?!
Are you still human?
The two men turned ashen-faced.
Yu Zi put her hand away: "Alright, stop looking like you've never seen anything like this before. Let's get ready and set off."
"..."
How can anyone feel at ease preparing for this?
Renji couldn't help but pull Ichigo aside and whisper to him, "What is that? Is she really human?"
Ichigo still harbored a sliver of hope: "Can't a Shinigami die?"
"It's impossible!" Renji hissed, suppressing his anger. "Even if it were possible, it couldn't be that simple!"
"Could it be a Zanpakuto ability? Auntie's Zanpakuto ability seems pretty powerful."
"Seems? If you don't know, how could I possibly know?"
……
The Hill of Twin Killings.
A bare hill with hardly any green grass, with two long pillar-like buildings standing on its summit, like a simple frame.
That is the instrument of torture used to execute criminals, the Double Punishment. It is said that when released, its energy has the destructive power of a million Zanpakuto.
The captains and vice-captains of the Gotei 13 were almost all present, except for a few who were absent due to injury or because of Kenpachi Zaraki's rebellion.
They stood silently on either side, their immense spiritual pressure, even without being in battle mode, creating a suffocating aura that seemed to freeze the wind.
Rukia Kuchiki, dressed in a white prison uniform, slowly stepped onto the path leading to the execution platform. She raised her head, gazing at the two enormous pillars that seemed to pierce the clouds, her eyes calm and undisturbed.
She was ready.
To avoid implicating anyone and to uphold his elder brother's honor, this might be the best outcome.
But...the images of the real world still uncontrollably flash through my mind...
...Don't come.
everyone.
Her gaze swept across the group of captains, lingering for a moment on Kuchiki Byakuya, and she was about to call out instinctively.
Rukia pursed her lips and turned her head away.
Seeing this, Kyoraku Shunsui lowered his head and pressed down on the brim of his hat: "Old man Yama is really determined this time."
Ukitake Jushiro whispered worriedly, "Will they really come?"
Kyoraku Shunsui raised the corner of his mouth: "Have you forgotten what happened a hundred years ago?"
"That monster won't care about you that much."
“Even Old Man Shan can only get scolded.” When Kyoraku Shunsui said this, he deliberately leaned towards his best friend and said evasively, “To be honest, I seriously suspect it’s because Yuko often doesn’t give Old Man Shan face. You know, old people can’t stand losing face, so that’s why he’s so angry.”
Jushiro Ukitake broke out in a cold sweat: "You should behave yourself a little at this time."
However, there is some truth to it. Don't be fooled by the nickname "Old Man of Kyorakuyama." It's just something he calls out in private. If Yamamoto-sensei really gets angry, he wouldn't dare to say it too much.
Thinking of this, Jushiro Ukitake couldn't help but glance at his friend again.
Is this guy... perhaps envious of Yuko?
He seriously suspected that, given Kyoraku's personality, it was indeed possible.
On the other side, the Second Division Captain Soi Fon stood with her arms crossed and her eyes lowered, seemingly indifferent, but her mind was wandering far away.
"Captain, is that girl named Tsugikuni Ikuko really that powerful?" Beside him, Vice-Captain Ōmaeda Nozomi nervously wiped away her sweat. "Does the Captain-Commander need to go to such lengths?"
"..."
"team leader?"
Soi Fon glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "Ask your dad."
"Huh?" Omaeda Nozomi was momentarily stunned, but...
It's because his dad had given him some mysterious instructions that he was curious!
Suddenly, he was called back, and then nervously told himself that when the fighting started, he should stay on the sidelines and not think about rushing in to make a name for himself.
"Captain~ You'd better protect them well later~"
On the other side, Hitsugaya Toshiro ignored Matsumoto Rangiku, who was talking incessantly beside him, and subtly observed Hinamori Momo on the other side.
What exactly happened with that woman?
It wasn't that he didn't want Xiao Tao to come back, but the other side had absolutely no reason to let go of the hostage they had worked so hard to rescue.
What's the point?
Upon careful reflection, although the woman's attitude was as frivolous as Matsumoto's, apart from Aizen, none of the people she fought used lethal force.
He had also thought it was a conspiracy, but from his observation, Momo was not seriously injured, except that she was still somewhat disoriented due to Aizen's death.
Toshiro frowned slightly, his emerald green eyes filled with confusion.
Without giving him much time to think, as Rukia stood on the platform below the Twin Stars, several blocks split open from it, surrounding her and floating upwards.
The execution of the two demons has begun.
boom! ! !
With a burst of flames, a massive spear rose from the ground, its blade slowly tilting, aimed at Rukia, who was fixed in mid-air.
Kuchiki Byakuya calmly lowered his head, gripping the hilt of his sword with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging out.
Kyoraku Shunsui witnessed this scene, but...
Isn't that guy coming yet?
Has something happened again?
He's an old man and he doesn't want to be tortured.
Unohana-senpai, please, if you really are the mole...
"what!!"
Suddenly, someone let out a scream.
Everyone saw it.
"Teacher?!" Rukia stared blankly at the white-haired figure standing on the edge of the giant spear not far ahead.
Gin Ichimaru squinted and looked up: "Wow, that's amazing."
"Hey, hey, hey, I never expected this kind of entrance." Kyoraku Shunsui looked up, his hat almost falling off in surprise.
He is indeed quite handsome, but the problem is...
That thing has been liberated!
boom! ! !
The enormous spear emitted a buzzing roar, frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. The spearhead burst into blinding flames, eventually transforming into a gigantic phoenix made of flames at Yuko's feet.
Destroyer of the Crow King.
Yuko was enveloped in purple spiritual pressure, showing no intention of helping Rukia. Instead, she seemed to be wrestling with the Destroyer King beneath her feet.
It spread its wings and emitted a cry that pierced through the clouds and split rocks, seemingly aware of Yu Zi's presence. The intense heat, enough to completely evaporate a soul, caused everyone present to feel waves of burning pain.
Therefore, people found this scene even more incomprehensible.
"Has that guy gone mad?"
Do you want to commit suicide?
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni also narrowed his eyes.
From a distance, Yoruichi, who was hiding, was also shocked and confused when she saw this scene.
What's this guy doing?
But soon, she couldn't help but recall the scene when Yuko was resting, and a flash of inspiration struck her.
Difficult, could it be said...
Yuko pressed down with one hand, and purple spiritual pressure invaded, even dyeing the completely orange-red flames of the Destroyer King with a layer of dark purple.
"No, that's not right!" Kyoraku Shunsui stared in shock, then realized what was going on. "She wants to absorb..."
Before he could finish speaking, a storm of spiritual pressure swept outwards from Yuko and Devil King, stirring up clouds of dust on the hill and forcing everyone to close their eyes to resist.
Once the spiritual pressure storm subsided, everyone's gaze swept towards the center of the dust storm.
As the dust settled and a figure appeared in the center of the open space, everyone's hearts jumped.
Wow~
With a flick of her wrist, Yuko twirled her Zanpakuto, clearing away the dust and smoke.
He gave everyone a flippant smile: "You guys are finished~"
"..."
After a brief silence, Toshiro couldn't contain himself and stepped forward.
"what have you done?"
“Twenty, no, fifteen…” Yuko muttered to herself, completely ignoring Toshiro.
Just as Toshiro couldn't help but press for more information, Ikuko smiled and glanced at everyone: "Just try your best to get through this. Fifteen minutes, be careful, you really can die~"
unclear meaning.
Toshiro frowned, his hand already reaching for his waist, but Ikuko made the first move.
Yuko picked up her Zanpakuto and held it horizontally in front of her.
Is it coming?!
Everyone secretly became wary.
Yuko gripped the hilt with her left hand, and as she opened the scabbard with her right, she slashed her palm hard across the blade, drawing blood down the side of the sword.
are you crazy?
This was the umpteenth time that people had had this thought.
But soon, they lost interest in thinking about it.
Yuko looked at them calmly, her lips slightly parted.
"Bankai: Butterfly: Disorder of the Mortal Realm".
So sudden?!
Almost no one expected her to reach Bankai so quickly.
An invisible wave rippled outwards from Yu Zi. The wave came strangely. Many captains and even vice-captains who reacted quickly had already prepared their defenses, but the wave ignored all the defenses and passed through their bodies.
The area is roughly... the entire Shuangji Hill?
Kyoraku Shunsui carefully sensed it. Although he had experienced it once before, he couldn't say for sure whether Yuko had deliberately made him lower his guard last time, so he still defended himself just now.
Moreover, he still couldn't determine whether this fluctuation was the same as the last one, because...
The sky darkened.
Although it was only a little bit, it did darken.
Yuko casually twirled her sword, the crimson color now completely adhering to the Zanpakuto.
"You're saying that's Bankai?" Toshiro frowned. He couldn't believe the change in form was just due to blood, "Even the spiritual pressure..."
boom! ! !
Toshiro's pupils suddenly contracted, and an indescribable spiritual pressure poured out from Yuuko, as if a submerged volcano that had been dormant for billions of years had suddenly erupted, and the vast, dark purple spiritual pressure surged forth like a monstrous wave.
"Forehead……"
Not to mention the vice-captain, even the captains felt short of breath, and maintaining their own stability became a luxury.
Only veteran captains like Kyoraku Shunsui fared slightly better, but they couldn't be completely ignored.
Unohana Retsu covered her mouth with her right hand, a faint smile playing on her lips.
What do you mean by helping? Didn't one person do it all by himself?
Kyoraku Shunsui broke out in a cold sweat, pressing down on the brim of his hat to prevent it from flying off: "Hey, hey, hey, this is starting to make me feel like that old man from the mountains."
Even considering the spiritual power of the Twin Demons, the sudden intensity was beyond his expectations.
So that's what they mean by "surviving for fifteen minutes"?
Is this guy really going to do it?
Gin Ichimaru was deeply shaken and struggled to resist.
If, if it is this force...
If the captains were in such a state, the vice-captains must have been even more disheveled.
Matsumoto Rangiku, Hinamori Momo, and the others were almost immediately forced to their knees, their souls groaning in despair, on the verge of fainting.
"Everyone! Stay calm!"
Whether it was due to an accumulation of quantity or a qualitative change, the dark purple spiritual pressure had begun to darken, and the entire Twin Phantoms seemed to be swept away by a wave of darkness.
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's aged voice, like a resounding bell, forcefully tore a rift through the chaos. He slammed his cane heavily on the ground, and an equally domineering and incomparably scorching spiritual pressure, like the blazing sun, rose from his body, forcefully creating a relatively stable area around him.
Even so, his hand, gripping the cane tightly, had knuckles that were slightly white from excessive force, and his half-closed eyes held an unprecedented solemnity.
It has become stronger than it was a hundred years ago.
If it weren't for Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's resistance, the vice-captains would probably have lost consciousness on the spot.
The dark tide, like a giant wave, suddenly stopped just when no one could have imagined it would stop.
"You're quite capable, old man." Yu Zi's slightly frivolous voice rang in everyone's ears. "I originally thought you could take down quite a few people."
“But it doesn’t matter, they’re just a rabble after all.” Yuko held her sword and stood facing him. “If they don’t have any other tricks up their sleeves, we’ll take Rukia.”
"To be honest, I don't really want to continue playing with you guys either."
As soon as she finished speaking, two figures suddenly rushed up Twin Pyramid Hill from the edge of Twin Pyramid Hill, heading straight for Rukia.
"We can't let you take them away like this." Gin Ichimaru squinted and raised his Zanpakuto.
His Zanpakuto looks more like a short sword similar to a wakizashi.
"Shoot him, God..."
……
Gin Ichimaru slightly opened his narrowed eyes, a hint of surprise showing in his blue pupils.
"Unable to be liberated?"
"What?" Toshiro looked at Gin Ichimaru in shock.