Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

After careful calculation, there are still 34 years until the next special sign-in.

After this incident, Li Chuan became more aware of reality. He used to think that he could compete with the Spirit King.

It turns out that the Spirit King in the human stick state is likely to fail to win, and no matter how much he thinks about it, he can't find the reason.

The will of Hueco Mundo itself may have its own little tricks.

Before traveling through time, Li Chuan was just a stay-at-home who avoided even basic social interactions, not to mention that now he was facing a bunch of idiots.

I became inflated and thought I could stand at the top, but it was still far from enough. The system was my only support.

I hope the next special sign-in will be more powerful. According to the nature of the system, it will not ignore it.

The higher your strength, the better the items you sign.

……

In the blink of an eye, another 8 months passed.

Nothing had changed in the depths of Hueco Mundo, the sun was high in the sky, and everything seemed full of hope.

In the very center stands the only building complex in the space.

"Bang..." The sound of a door opening broke the silence, and a white figure appeared in the yard.

Short pink hair, golden pupils, obvious lower eyelashes, a white tights, the 90th Blade, Sal Apollo.

After coming out of the virtual world, Sal Apollo subconsciously looked around and saw that he was the first Espada to come out of the virtual world. His already bad mood became even worse.

"Even Aaronilo is behind me?" Apollo, who is also a member of the Espada, looked down on Aaronilo very much. He thought that he was the product of a failed evolution and was even inferior to Vastod who was assisted in evolving by Aizen Sosuke some time ago.

It's simply a disgrace to the Espada.

I have been in the virtual world for a hundred years at most, and I thought I had lasted the longest.

Backfired.

A figure appeared in the yard again.

"Hey, isn't this Ninety Blades? You came out early?" The voice was rough, and he started to sneer at Sal Apollo as soon as he arrived in the yard.

After hearing this, Sal Apollo, who was already in a bad mood, had a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

The person who came was Yami. When he came out, he was stunned for a moment, and then he started to mock Sal Apollo.

Sar Apollo was not to be outdone: "Yami, as the first Hollow that the king recognized, you are not bad either."

Unexpectedly, Yami first laughed out loud, then pointed at Sal Apollo and continued to mock him: "You are right, don't forget what my ability is." He said while pointing his thumb at himself.

"Let me see how many surprises you can give the king in these hundred years."

"Really? How confident do you think you are?" Sal Apollo's murderous intent became even stronger.

Ya Mi pretended not to notice the murderous intent shown by the other party, and did not care: "Why don't you try it."

He clenched his right fist and slammed it into Sar Apollo's face.

Sal Apollo was prepared and dodged it easily.

Yami launched a new attack with Xiang Zhuan, and each punch was accompanied by a dull sonic boom.

Sal Apollo dodged them all easily and seemed to be at ease. His originally bad mood gradually improved.

He still had enough energy to verbally say, "You're trying to hit the enemy with this obvious attack?"

Although he said these sarcastic words, he was secretly shocked in his heart: "Yami's strength has improved again."

Every time he threw a punch, he felt like he was being locked in, as if the space was being slightly squeezed inwards. The energy consumption of the rotation was a little more than before. Before this, Ya Mi could only achieve this effect when he returned to the blade.

"Is all you can do about running?" Yami said when he saw that his continuous attacks were ineffective. In the past, he would have been angry, but now he was very calm.

"Hey, Yami, are you the only one who has improved?" Although he was the first to exit the virtual space, Sal Apollo has long been different from before. He has his own pride.

Yami did not answer. He changed his single fist to double fists, and attacked left and right, and the pressure on Sal Apollo increased sharply.

The two Ten Espadas fought back and forth, gradually increasing their speed. They moved left and right in Li Chuan's narrow yard, raising their hands to defend from time to time, making dull sounds.

Quietly, Sal Apollo's body shape gradually changed. He grew taller, his thin body became bloated, and his facial features also changed.

With each change, the number of times Sal Apollo had to withstand Yami's attacks increased.

"Huh?" Ya Mi, who was slow to react, stopped attacking and looked at the opponent's changes with a surprised expression.

"Hahaha. Yami, I haven't had enough fun yet, why did you stop?" Sal Apollo's voice was no longer the sinister and vicious one before, it was exactly the same as Yami's.

Their figures and clothes were exactly the same, even the position of their holes was exactly the same.

"Do you think a bastard like you can imitate me, Ya Mi?" Ya Mi finally got angry and increased the strength in his hands.

Yami, transformed by Sal Apollo, showed a weird smile and blasted out with his right hand.

"Boom." A huge noise exploded in the yard, both loud and low.

This is what Sal Apollo gained in the virtual space, using spiritual pressure to detect and assimilate the opponent to achieve the same effect.

The assimilation effect can also break through its own limits, and the upper limit is also high. It is an ability that becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents.

Seeing Yami's somewhat frustrated expression, Sal Apollo was in a good mood, and his previous depressed mood was swept away.

"Yami, is this the extent of your strength?" Yami, who was transformed by Sal Apollo, laughed.

Ya Mi said with a smile: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."

Among the entire Espadas team, only Yami was recognized by the King, which made the other Espadas jealous.

Sal Apollo was secretly planning how to get the secret out of Yami. If he could assimilate her, wouldn't he be able to possess her too?

In his eyes, Ya Mi was like a little white mouse full of scientific research value.

He was not content to be just the 90th Blade, he also had his own ambitions to monopolize the king's favor.

The other Espadas must have had the same idea.

Seeing that the other party had become much more obedient, Ya Mi also stopped. After all, he didn't know whether Wang was in the space or not.

It would be totally not worth it to destroy this place and get punished.

The ability bestowed by the king was something he had kept very carefully. How could he reveal it so easily?

I have it and you don’t, and that is the source of my happiness.

Thinking of this, a trace of cruelty flashed across Yami's face. As long as the king gave the order, Yami would be the first to rush forward and twist off Aizen Sosuke's head.

For some unknown reason, facing the god of death, the king chose to submit temporarily.

But Ya Mi was full of confidence at this time, and he had realized new abilities in the virtual space. He was confident that he could beat ten people alone.

A figure flashed by, and Ulquiorra also appeared in the yard.

He looked at Yami and Sar Apollo, and scanned the environment that had just been destroyed.

"Let's go, the king summons us."

Sar Apollo released the assimilation state and said excitedly: "Is there a mission?"