I have a Zanpakutō

"No, you did a good job, Yin." Lan Ran took out a glass-like transparent container from somewhere, put the soul essence into it, and said unhurriedly, "The child's physique is too weak, If you just take away the soul and ignore it, he won't live until tomorrow."

"Actually, I'm still looking forward to his future."

future?Does the Grim Reaper, whose soul has been taken away, have a future?

Ichimaru Gin sneered in his heart, that beautiful figure flashed in his mind again.Luanju, what will your future look like?No matter what, I'll take it back and give you a whole future!Will!

"Let's go," Aizen turned around and left slowly, with a gentle voice with a hint of uncertainty, "Yin, if that child can be admitted to Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art, I will recruit him into the third team."

Aizen Soyousuke, who is clearly the captain of the [-]th Division, was able to give instructions to the [-]rd Division Captain Ichimaru Gin of the same status in an orderly tone. If other Shinigami saw this scene, they would definitely be speechless in surprise .However, Tōsen Kaname and Ichimaru Gin, who left together behind Aizen, didn't find anything strange, they were so harmonious together, as it should be.

In the distance, the Jingling Court, which has stood for thousands of years, is destined to set off a storm because of the three of them.

Think carefully, think carefully, what is that red light?

"The knife, it's a knife! It fell from the sky and pierced through my head!"

The scene of yesterday appeared in Zhang Han's mind over and over again like a replay.As usual, he went downstairs to buy cigarettes, walked out of the gate of the community, and suddenly raised his head, only to see a knife descending from the sky with a red gleam, and before he could react, it had already pierced through his head.

Just passed through!

Nima!Captain Aizen!silver!want!This is the world of Grim Reaper!

When the three of Aizen approached Zhang Han, their conversation was heard clearly.The not-so-long conversation left Zhang Han frightened and uneasy, trying to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

No matter how much you yell, curse, growl, even pray and beg, you can't change the fact that part of your soul has been taken away by Aizen.

pain?

Zhang Han didn't feel any pain, but because of the spiritual power left by Ichimaru Gin in his body, a warm air flow from his chest gradually spread to other parts of his body.

Unlike Matsumoto Ranju, she had already lost consciousness when Aizen took part of her soul, while Zhang Han was always awake, but her body could not move, and she clearly felt something was missing deep in her heart.

"Aizen Soyousuke, I will not let you go!" Zhang Han swore fiercely in his heart.

Along with the overwhelming dizziness, Zhang Han fell into a coma again.

The lonely autumn wind blows down the withered and yellow leaves, and they fall on Zhang Han one by one. In the silent forest, there is only the rustling of leaves.

Zhang Han lay quietly in the bushes, the knife held tightly in his right hand glowed faintly red, and it was easy to miss it if he didn't observe carefully.The dark red light flickered like a person's breathing. With the flickering of the light, the Lingzi floating in the air fell into the red light like a swallow returning.

I don't know how long it took, as if I felt Zhang Han's fragile body that would lose its life at any time. The black and red hilt passed into a warm airflow, and entered the body along Zhang Han's right hand. His face began to turn a little bloody.

Not long after, the warm current from the Zanpakuto met the spiritual power left by Ichimaru Gin in his body, instantly transforming from the gentle sunlight into a ferocious beast, wrapping it up, intending to devour it and assimilate it .

If the spiritual power left by Ichimaru Gin did not encounter the spiritual power that Zanpakuto entered into Zhang Han's body, it would gradually be discharged from the body after nourishing the cells in the body. Not compatible.

However, the two strands of spiritual power collided, one was small but extremely solid, and the other was transformed from Zanpakudao's continuous absorption of spirit particles. The two strands of spiritual power fought with Zhang Han's body as the battlefield. stand up.

At first, the spiritual power transformed by Zanpakuto was too rough, even if the quantity was large, the difference in quality was too obvious. When encountering the spiritual power of Ichimaru Gin, it was like an egg hitting a rock, and it would collapse at the touch of it.As time went by, Zhang Han's body unconsciously helped the Zanpakuto to compress and condense the spirit particles, and he gradually became evenly matched with the opponent.

Although Ichimaru Gin's spiritual power is strong, it is rootless duckweed after all. Under the joint efforts of Zhang Han and Zanpakutō, it was gradually swallowed and assimilated, and disappeared after a short while.

Zhang Han, who fell into a coma, didn't know how much he had gained. The spiritual power circulating in his body unconsciously is much more condensed than that of an ordinary god of death.After all, it has been a long time to contend with the captain-level spiritual power, and it is impossible to win the opponent without evolution.

In terms of benefits, this is only a small part, and the real big benefit is to devour the spiritual power of Shimaru Gin.Specifically, it is not how good that part of the spiritual power is, but the arrangement of the spiritual seeds in the spiritual power.

The composition of the corpse soul world, whether it is mountains, water, vegetation, flowers, birds, insects, fish, beasts, or even humans, without exception, is all composed of spirit particles.Since it is composed of spirit particles, then the only way to distinguish what is a mountain, what is water, and what is a person is the way of making up spirit particles.

Countless kinds of spiritual seeds are arranged and combined to form different species, and the spiritual power cultivated by the god of death is no exception, with its unique arrangement of spiritual particles, or the way of composition.

Since it is an arrangement of spirit sons, there are high and low levels, and it is manifested as the level of spiritual pressure, which is generally divided into one to nine levels.

Among them, the sixth-level spiritual pressure is almost the vice-captain level, and the seventh-level and above is the captain level.In the world of corpses and souls, regardless of nobles or commoners, those who can reach the seventh level of spiritual pressure and above are definitely the top of the pyramid.

Chapter 3, System?think too much

After a long period of confrontation, devouring and fusion, Zanpakutō independently began to analyze the composition of the spirit particles in Ichimaru Gin's spiritual power.Both Zanpakuto and Zhang Han's subconscious minds can perceive that the unique composition of spirit particles is good for them. Since it is good, it is logical to analyze the arrangement and use it for their own use.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Han slowly opened his eyes and sat up with his elbows on the ground.

"Huh? This is? Zanpakuto?!" Zhang Han raised his right hand and carefully looked at the Taidao in his hand.

From the dialogue between the three of Aizen, I vaguely know that I seem to have condensed the Zanpakuto.However, when he saw the black and red hilt, the dark red blade, and the black '卍'-shaped blade, Zhang Han felt a little confused.

"Why does it look more and more like the protagonist Kurosaki Ichigo's swastika in the anime, Tiansuo Zhanyue?"

At first glance, Zhang Han's Zanpakuto looks very similar to Tiansuo Zhanyue, but there are differences when you look closely.The overall color of Tiansuo Zhanyue is black, and there is a black chain at the end of the handle, while Zhang Han's Zanpakuto blade is dark red, with black and red stripes on the handle, and no chain.To say that the most similar place is the swastika-shaped sword.

The body of the knife continuously gathers spirit seeds, imitating the arrangement of Shimaru Gin's spirit seeds to compress and condense, turning into pure spiritual power, which is transmitted into Zhang Han's right meridian through the handle of the knife, and flows along the meridian to the whole body, nourishing Body.

"Is this... spiritual power? It feels so warm!" Feeling the warmth flowing in from his right hand carefully, Zhang Han raised his mouth slightly, and whispered to Zanpakuto, "Are you helping me? Then, I forgive you for stabbing me in the head, but you will always accompany me on the road ahead."

Zhang Han was overwhelmed by the panic from time travel, the anger of having part of his soul taken away by Lan Ran, and the bewilderment about the future.Fortunately, the Zanpakuto in his hand gave him hope to become stronger, "Let's set a small goal first, defeat Aizen, and get back what belongs to me!"

Zhang Han stood up with his left hand on the ground, and looked at the surrounding environment. What came into view were thick and big trees. The yellowing leaves heralded the arrival of autumn. Looking into the distance, he could vaguely see the wooden structure A small village made up of rows of simple houses, and a river flows around the village.

Seeing people gathering together, Zhang Han felt relieved and did not hurry to the village.After all, apart from Jinglingting, which is wrapped in the soul-cloaking membrane in the center of the soul world, the Liuhun Street on the periphery is not very safe.When I watched Bleach anime before, I could understand from a few words that the districts outside the [-]th district of Liuhun Street are synonymous with poverty and chaos.If it's really outside the fifty districts, it's safer to stay in the woods where there are no people.

Zhang Han leaned against the big tree, frowned, recalling the plot about the God of Death, and thinking about what to do next.

First of all, you have to know which zone you are in, and secondly, which time point you are in now.Judging from the fact that the three of Aizen are still in the Soul Realm, the plot has not yet begun.

"I don't know how many years are left before the plot begins. If time is tight, the difficulty of revenge will increase infinitely."

The plot of the god of death is very compact. From Kurosaki Ichigo getting the power of the god of death to Aizen being sealed and imprisoned in the endless hell, it took less than a year.To grow to the point of defeating Aizen in such a short period of time, Zhang Han said that without a plug-in, it can't be done!

More importantly, even according to the plot, relying on Kurosaki Ichigo's cheating man to defeat Aizen, Bengyu is still in Aizen's body, and still can't get back the missing soul.

Thinking of this, Zhang Han shook his head in annoyance, and said indignantly, "After the other protagonists travel through time, who doesn't want to live every day, how can I be so hard-pressed, not to mention being taken away by someone's soul? There is not even a system... Eh, this is...?"

Suddenly a white translucent interface flashed in front of his eyes, Zhang Han turned his head uncertainly, looked to the right side of his body, and the interface also turned to the right side of his body.

Name Zhang Han

Stamina, 35

strength, 35

agile, 35

intelligence, 15

Reiatsu, Level [-]

special attributes, none

Special props, Sen Luo Vientiane (Zanpakuto)