I Bound Aizen

Aizen who just came over: "..."

For the sentence just now, add a note to Yu Mikami's special notebook.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Stark looked solemn, as if hesitating for something.

But in the end, he just sighed.

"What to do with us?"

"If you want to use it as an experiment, I can do it alone. Don't let Lilinit go through that."

"Don't worry, I will fully cooperate, and I will definitely let you get what you want."

Hearing this, Mikami Yuu laughed:

"Don't worry, all kinds of slavery, there will be no less!"

"In the future, you will have to work a full eight hours a day, and only provide three meals and snacks a day."

"Bonuses are only paid three times a year, and there are only two months of annual leave."

"The most vicious thing is that you can only raise your wages once every four months, and you can only get three times your wages for overtime work!"

"After get off work, you must practice for an hour."

"There is only one Sanshangban psychological counseling once a week!"

"How about it, are you scared!"

Hearing Yu Mikami's words, Stark showed a look of astonishment.

Aizen closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead.

He stepped forward and communicated with Stark.

Let Mikami Yuu talk about such a serious topic, it is impossible to have any good results.

Mikami Yu listened for a while, and soon became sleepy.

He stretched his waist and walked towards the Tsunayashiro Shinigami.

Seeing Yu Mikami approaching, everyone swallowed subconsciously.

As soon as Yu Mikami appeared, they recognized him.

Many people wanted to run on the spot, but they were suppressed by the terrifying spiritual pressure generated by the fighting between the two sides, making it difficult to move.

After a while, the Tsunayashiro Shinigami who had been rescued by Mikami Yuu before rushed over and told them what happened before.

Hearing that Mikami Yu was here to recruit them, these gods of death showed sudden expressions.

However, they were still a little worried.

Yu Mikami is indeed powerful, but to fight the evolved Balegon, I'm afraid it's a little too late.

Until seeing the battle between Yu Mikami and Stark, these gods of death finally understood.

The former Mao genius is no longer that simple student.

Yu Mikami... This man has truly become a powerful Death God.

Even if the Patriarch is still alive, I'm afraid he won't be able to fight him any longer.

Plus that guy who was following Yu Mikami...

Several leading Tsunayashiro Shinigami secretly looked in Aizen's direction.

As if sensing their gaze, Aizen turned his head and smiled at them.

! !

The Tsunayashiro Shinigami almost sat on the ground.

This smile is not a smile at all.

This is pure malice, condensed into cold oppression!

They have no doubt that if they don't accept Yu Mikami's persuasion, that guy with glasses will definitely make their lives worse than death!

In contrast, although it is dangerous to follow Yu Mikami, it is better than dying immediately...

Yu Mikami walked over and looked at the shinigami of the Tsunayashiro family.

He coughed, just about to say something.

I saw more than a dozen gods of death standing in front of them kneel down on one knee.

"We, the Tsunayashiro clan, pledge our allegiance to Mikami-sama!"

Mikami Yuu was taken aback for a moment when he saw the gods of death who bowed down.

I haven't started to persuade you to surrender yet, why did you fall?

But then, he grinned.

It takes so long for Xun Youjie to persuade one to surrender.

Looking at myself again, I didn't do anything, just exuding a domineering aura, these people were convinced!

There is no need to say much about the gap.

Seeing that the Shinigami of Tsunayashiro's family voted, Aizen nodded unobtrusively, and turned his gaze back to Stark.

...

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Void Night Palace.

Balegon, in the form of white bones, sat quietly on the large throne, with his body tilted comfortably, his face resting on one hand, watching the busy scene below.

Because of the battle with Tsunayyo Chizo, half of Konya Palace was turned into ruins.

At this time, Yachukas and their subordinates are desperately rushing to repair it.

Balegon raised his hand and placed it in front of him.

As the light and shadow flickered on the arm, the arm that was originally composed of white bones emerged with flesh and blood.

Feeling the feedback from his body, Bailegang snorted.

If I had known that devouring Tsunayyo Chizo would have such a wonderful harvest, how could I have waited until now?

The current self is probably an invincible existence in the world!

How can those gods of death in the world of corpses and souls defeat themselves who have broken the boundary between the void and the gods of death?

Can't do it!

Thinking of this, Bailegang couldn't help laughing.

boom! !

Before Bailegang could stop laughing, a huge explosion sounded suddenly.

"what happened?!"

Bai Legang said angrily.

More than a dozen Yachukas hurried up to the sky and looked in the direction of the sound of the explosion.

I saw many familiar figures standing there.

After confirming that what he saw was good, a Yachukas said excitedly:

"Lord Balegon, it's the God of Death... Tsunayashiro's God of Death!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Bailegang became interested.

Obviously before, like a bereaved dog, he ran away desperately, how dare he come back now?

Yachukas continued: "They broke a section of the outer wall and are walking in!"

"...It's strange, there is a wall that was damaged in the previous battle next to it, why do you want to break another section?"

Bailegang ignored his subordinates' nagging.

He stood up slowly and flew up.

He wanted to see who was leading these Tsunayashiro Shinigami.

He can integrate a group of bereaved dogs and take the initiative to take revenge... This is a capable guy.

If the other party is a person who knows current affairs, I don't mind accepting such a capable person as a courtier.

In the skull's eye hole, the fire of the soul danced lightly, staring intently into the distance.

After seeing clearly the appearance of the **** of death standing in the front, Bailegang suddenly exclaimed.

"Yu Mikami!"

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Chapter 257 Aizen: I invite you to look at something

Seeing Yu Mikami, Balegon instinctively became nervous.

But then, he came back to his senses.

Ridiculous, what is there to be afraid of?

Yu Mikami is mere, although his strength is good, he is just a **** of death.

I myself have crossed the boundary between the virtual and the **** of death, and obtained the existence of brand-new mighty power!

Under Bailegang's gaze, Mikami Yuu took the lead and led a large group of screaming gods of death into Xuye Palace.

"Old thief Bailegang! Come out and die!"

Mikami Yuu was shirtless, raised his knife, and roared loudly.

A group of gods of death behind them also shouted.

Balegon: "..."

It was clearly a high-profile battle, and it stands to reason that the kings of both sides should look at each other from a distance, chat a few words in a chic way, and then order their subordinates to rush forward and fight first.

Let Mikami Yu make such a fuss, and the atmosphere is suddenly not right.

This group of people does not seem to be here to fight for the **** of a world, but rather to fight the autumn wind.

Although a little uncomfortable, but the pretense must be done.