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

"I have been in the present world since I graduated and joined the 13th Division. Not many people in the team know me. If the captain hadn't told me, I might have missed this event."

After saying that, he smiled embarrassedly.

After hearing this, Rukia was filled with admiration. As they were both in the 13th Division, she knew how dangerous it was to stay in the human world and perform soul burials.

If you encounter souls who died abnormally, you must fulfill their unfulfilled wishes, otherwise they will become void with only the devouring instinct left.

It is a difficult and thankless job. When you encounter danger, your companions cannot rescue you in time.

Rukia bowed and saluted the middle-aged God of Death, not only for the great wish he mentioned, but also for his trust and enlightenment in herself. She was very happy and lucky to know this senior.

The middle-aged Grim Reaper quickly dodged and said with a smile: "We are all partners."

Seeing this, Rukia didn't force it, and a bright light flashed in her eyes: "Yes."

The middle-aged Death God patted his chest and said, "I know your names. Now it's my turn to introduce myself." He paused and coughed twice, "I'm from the Thirteenth Division, my name is..."

The voice suddenly stopped, the expression froze instantly, the light in the eyes dimmed, and Renji and Rukia initially thought that the other party still retained some childishness, so they waited quietly.

After a while, realizing something was wrong, Renci subconsciously called out, "Senior...Senior..." Seeing no response, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He stretched out his fingers, but as soon as they touched the body of the middle-aged Grim Reaper, in front of his horrified eyes, the upper body of the middle-aged Grim Reaper slowly slid down from the shoulders to the waist, revealing a smooth cross-section.

“This…this…” Lianci couldn’t help but shiver all over, and a chill filled his head.

Shaking her head mechanically, Rukia stood there in a daze, an aura of death emanating from her.

half an hour.

A hysterical scream erupted in the peaceful Great Void Forest.

"what……"

The sound passed through the layers of woods and reached the ears of the outer captain and deputy captain.

Komamura Sajin and Shaiba Tetsuzaemon, who were closest, were the first to react.

"Captain." Shooting ranger Tetsuzaemon asked after quickly killing the primary Hollow in front of him.

Komamura Sajin thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back first."

"it is good."

Just as we were about to leave, we suddenly heard the shrill laughter of children coming from the surrounding jungle.

Komamura Sajin put his body on guard and said, "It's the voice of a child, but why would a child appear in Hueco Mundo?"

"Are you the God of Death?" The sharp child's voice was unbearable, like the sour feeling when two sharp objects rub against each other.

Seeing that Komamura Sajin didn't say anything, the same sharp laughter suddenly came from the other side: "Are you the god of death?"

"Are you the god of death?"

……

The sounds became more and more frequent, coming one after another from all directions, densely packed, turning into invisible sharp blades that pierced deep into the souls of Komamura Sajin and Sheba Tetsuzaemon.

Suppressing his discomfort, Komamura Sajin shouted, "You go back first, I'll be there soon."

After hearing this, Shotaba Tetsuzaemon looked hesitant.

Seeing that he didn't move, Komamura Satsujin quickly said, "Go, I'm fine."

Seeing that the captain had made up his mind, Shooting Field Tetsuzaemon did not stop, shook his neck a few times, and his confused brain instantly became a little clearer, then turned and left.

Komamura Sajin was on guard with a knife in hand, thinking about how to respond, when suddenly a scream was heard in his ears.

"Brother Shaiba." Komamura Sajin turned around and shouted, but Shaiba Tetsuzaemon was already lying in a pool of blood.

He hurried forward to check and saw that Shoten Tetsuzaemon, who was lying on the ground, had his chest covered in blood and dark red blood was oozing from the wound.

As if he was aware of the captain's presence, Tetsuzaemon took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength, "Go, captain, go..." At the end of his voice he was hoarse and could not speak anymore.

Komamura Sajin knelt beside him, shook his head, and rejected his request. "Brother Shooting Range, you should know that from the moment you joined the Gotei 13, your life has become insignificant to me."

Moreover, there are many young Shinigami in the camp. They are the future of the Gotei 13. If he can encounter strong enemies, the other captains may encounter the same experience. This battle cannot be avoided.

After saying that, Komamura Sajin fumbled in his arms and took out a small bottle with green liquid flowing in it. Without any hesitation, he opened the lid and poured it all into Seyezaemon's mouth.

"This is Marang wine, it can relieve some of your injuries. You should rest here first, I will come later."

As soon as the Malang wine entered the throat, it tasted hot and spicy, and then a cool feeling came out from the stomach, instantly enveloping the whole body, and the pain in the chest was also alleviated a little.

As the deputy captain, Sheba Tetsuzaemon naturally knew the effect of Marang wine. It was no exaggeration to say that it could give a second life to a dying person.

Such a precious thing was actually wasted on himself. Thinking back to what the captain had just said, a feeling of guilt called shame took over his whole body.

Komamura Satsujin is now in the middle of the woods, calm and composed, not showing any sign of panic when facing the enemy who has just appeared.

At this time, sharp voices like children came from all directions again: "Why don't you run?"

"You run..."

"You run..."

The voices overlapped, dragging out long tails like waves that swept over Komamura Satsujin who was in the center.

Komamura Sajin remained unmoved, with a gleam in his eyes: "Roar, God's punishment."

A huge arm made of spiritual pressure appeared out of thin air above his head. It was as solid as a substance, black in color, and full of explosive power. At the front of the arm was an illusory huge Zanpakutō. Upon closer inspection, it was an enlarged version of the Zanpakutō in Komamura Sajin's hand.

After the initial release, Komamura Satsujin's spiritual pressure surged, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and dust flew into the air.

As if sensing the power emanating from the other party, the screams hidden in the surroundings were temporarily silent.

The illusory Zanpakuto in the air was suddenly raised high, an ancient atmosphere filled the air, and a black light curtain poured down like an inverted river in the sky.

"Boom." A loud thunder exploded on the plain ground. In an instant, dust filled the sky and razed the dense forest in front of him to the ground.

At this time, dozens of figures leaped out from the ground, flapped their wings and floated in the air, looking at the destroyed land in front of them with lingering fear.

When the dust settled, a crack five meters deep and more than ten meters long suddenly appeared on the bare ground.

……

Renji looked at Rukia, who was frightened, with heartache and pity in his eyes.

Just as he was about to go forward to comfort her, he suddenly looked stern, stared at the nearest tree, and shouted, "Who is it?"

He drew out his Zanpakutō, released his spiritual pressure, and split the tree in front of him in two.

A short, plump figure jumped out from behind the tree trunk, muttering, "Oh, I've been discovered."