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

Hueco Mundo is always grayish white, and perhaps it has been defined as a synonym for "sin" since the beginning of the world's division.

Above the Great Hollow Forest, Pei Xue used the Xiang Zhuan to be at the front, and Rukia also used the Shunpo to the extreme, jumping quickly between the branches, her eyes always fixed on the thin figure in front.

Seeing Rukia being seduced by this low-level provocation, Renji cursed in his heart: "Damn it."

He knew that Rukia had reached her limit at this point. Compared to the pain in her body, the tragic death of the middle-aged Grim Reaper was the last straw.

He was about to get out of the shadow of Shiba Kaiyan's death, but now he has stepped into another abyss.

He suddenly felt irritated and extremely angry. If anything unexpected happened to Rukia, he would definitely make that Yachukas and the adults behind him pay the corresponding price.

It was not known how long it had been, but the view gradually widened and Pei Xue, who was in the front, stopped and turned his back to them.

Seeing this, Renci was delighted and shouted to the front: "Rukia, Rukia."

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, followed by a dizziness, black eyes, and falling downwards.

Finally, a gloating voice was faintly heard: "Have a good rest, Lucky Number Two, hehe."

Lukia looked around and suddenly lost sight of Pei Xue. Under a tree trunk not far away, there was a woman sitting there. She was wearing a white tights and a bone mask on her head. She was holding a book in her hands and reading quietly. She had a peaceful look on her face and exuded an intellectual beauty.

As if sensing Rukia's gaze, the woman slowly raised her head and met Rukia's eyes.

With just one glance, Rukia suddenly squatted on the ground in pain, holding her head and uttering unclear words "Ah, Ah, Ah".

After a whole day of continuous fighting and excessive blood loss, the effect of the Malang wine has disappeared. Coupled with the double blow to the spirit, the only reason he has been able to hold on until now is his willpower that far exceeds that of an ordinary person.

Now that he was slightly affected by the intellectual woman, his tense nerves could no longer support him. His eyes turned black and he collapsed to the ground.

Pei Xue jumped down from the tree at this time and confirmed that Rukia was not in danger of life for the time being, but just unconscious. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said to the intellectual woman, "Lady Nellielu, the mission is accomplished." He patted his chest, showing a look of fear.

Nellielu hummed softly and said, "Put Lucky Number One and Lucky Number Two on the tree first to avoid unnecessary trouble."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention and shifted his focus to the book in his hands.

The moonlight was cold, and the faint light fell on the girl, quiet and distant. It also shone on the folds in the upper left corner of the book, complex and abrupt.

……

Advance team camp.

Most of the Shinigami are doing their defensive work in an orderly manner. Since they are facing primary Hollows, it is particularly easy for them to resist. When they encounter a thorn in the side that releases Hollow Flash, they will temporarily avoid it and then rush forward to chop it into pieces.

Although they were relaxed, no one let down their guard. When they heard Rukia's scream, a team went to check.

Suddenly, a painful wail broke the silence and everyone looked over.

A figure walked out of the fog. He was middle-aged, with an orange afro, a strong physique, and an eyepatch-like virtual mask with a star-shaped mark on his forehead.

At his feet, his fellow Deaths were lying in a mess, wailing.

One of the Grim Reapers shouted, "Who are you?"

The afro man raised a disdainful smile and ignored him.

He looked straight ahead at Unohana Retsu who was standing not far away.

Walking slowly towards them, the members of the Death God team felt extremely humiliated. Moreover, the spiritual pressure emanating from the opponent was definitely that of a Hollow. Since it was a Hollow and came here, the companions who went to check on Rukia were probably in great danger as well.

A Grim Reaper quickly leaped up and slashed at the afro man with all his strength.

When he was about to get close, the man with the afro raised his hand and stretched out his fist in the direction of the attack.

Suddenly, the figure of the god of death in mid-air paused, his face full of disbelief, and blood spit out of his mouth. At some point, his eyes became bright, and a hole as big as a fist had appeared in his chest. Finally, he fell to the ground powerlessly.

This scene severely frightened the restless Death Gods, and they subconsciously made way for them.

The man with the afro had a calm expression on his face and stopped a few meters away from Unohana Retsu.

"Are you the leader of these Grim Reapers?" The man with the afro smiled arrogantly.

"Captain." Hu Che Yongyin said worriedly. When he heard the noise outside, he immediately walked out of the medical tent.

As the vice-captain, she could tell at a glance that the afro man was unusual and was far beyond the reach of any death god below the vice-captain level.

"Yongyin."

"Yes."

"Don't be afraid, stand behind me."

"Yes." After hearing this, Hu Che Yongyin felt relieved, as if he had found his backbone, and the worries in his heart instantly disappeared.

Seeing that the Grim Reaper on the other side did not answer and was talking to his companions, the afro man was a little annoyed: "Hey, I'm asking you a question, are you the leader of this group of Grim Reapers?"

Unohana Retsu then focused his attention on him: "Are you the Arrancar?"

"Huh, you know about the Arrancar? You seem to be very well-informed about disappearing."

The answer from the afro man confirmed Unohana Retsu's thoughts.

"In Soul Society's history, there is indeed no record of Arrancars, but once they are seen, the mystery is gone."

"You seem to be very concerned about this."

Mao no Hana Rei remained silent.

The afro man continued, "Even if we knew, what does it matter? You, a bunch of death gods, came all the way here to die, but you made us excited for a long time."

"us?"

Yes, the afro man seemed a little too excited, with a blush on his face. “As long as I kill you, I can become your subordinate. This is a rare opportunity and should not be missed. You are not waiting for your companions, right? It won’t be long. Soon, you will be reunited with them.”

After hearing this, Kotetsu Yuune said, "Impossible, he is the captain of our Soul Society."

The afro man laughed out loud, his expression sarcastic: "Captain? You seem to have forgotten what I just said. We are just a bargaining chip for becoming your subordinate officers."

In his words, the captains of Soul Society were nothing but a bunch of weaklings who could withstand no attack.

Unohana Retsu remained calm: "It seems our companions have been attacked."

"Attack? That's a method only used against opponents of the same level." The man with the afro puffed out his chest, his meaning was self-evident.

"Soga."

At this moment, the afro man's aura changed, like a beast ready to attack: "I have spent a lot of effort for you. Whether it is chopping off your head or the pieces of your body, before thinking about these, I must kill you first."

After saying that, he jumped high up, clenched his right fist, and slammed down in the direction of Maozhihualie.