Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades
Chapter 73 Melee
Hearing someone mention this name, Nnoitra's fierce attack suddenly paused.
Seeing this, Ya Mi smiled grimly and attacked with his fist like a cannon.
"Nnoitra, why are you so slow?"
A heavy punch sent Noitra flying far away, raising a large cloud of dust.
After a while, a gray figure suddenly jumped out of the sand and roared angrily:
"Yami, don't be too proud."
Nnoitra's small fluctuation was instantly captured by Ulquiorra.
Aizen also sheathed his Zanpakutō.
Grimmjow continued, "A Vastod-class Hollow who fought against Lord Aizen."
Ulquiorra glanced at the Grim Reaper opposite him. As expected, the Lord Aizen that Grimmjow mentioned should be him.
“There is no winner.”
Hearing this, Ulquiorra, who had remained calm until now, was finally shocked. He was sure that Aizen in front of him did not use his full strength, and it was still unknown how much he had used.
But even so, he still had no power to fight back.
Suddenly remembering the terrifying power that exploded in Hueco Mundo the day before, he was still confused, but now he understood.
When did such a powerful Vastrode appear in Hueco Mundo? He is even a Hollow level person!
He stared at Grimmjow closely, knowing that the most critical moment had arrived.
"In order to fight against the invisible existence, Li Chuan also surrendered."
Finally, he took a look at the other person, and suddenly his face showed madness. He looked up at the virtual moon in the sky and laughed wildly.
"No matter who he is, no matter what his purpose is, I must teach him a lesson, and teach him a lesson severely."
......
Soul Society.
Li Chuan, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes, seemed to be thinking about something, and then continued to fall asleep with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he thought of something interesting.
......
Ulquiorra ignored the frantic Grimmjow and calmly replied, "I refuse."
Aizen thought that if he used his trump card, the other party would choose to surrender, but he was still rejected. He couldn't help but feel a little angry, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes behind the lenses.
Ulquiorra's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt as if a big hand was squeezing his heart tightly, and the force was gradually increasing.
The numb feeling quickly spread throughout my body, and I heard the voice of the God of Death on the other side as cold as winter: "Submit, I will give you more powerful power to help you deal with the more powerful existence fifty years ago."
"Or die."
The sound pierced the ears of all the Death Gods and Vastod present like a sharp sword. Yami and Nnoitra, who were still roaring and fighting, also stopped.
Nnoitra gloated, cruelly sticking out his tongue and swiping it around his lips. He waited expectantly.
Grimmjow already had one hand on his Zanpakuto, his sharp eyes flashing with madness, but he calmly waited for Ulquiorra's answer.
Gin Ichimaru still looked as if it had nothing to do with him.
Feeling the discomfort and suffocation coming from the heart, knowing the fate he was about to face, he said calmly: "I refuse."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt an indescribable pain deep in his soul. A huge feeling of suffocation tried to drown him, and his vision became increasingly blurred. Even so, he did not make a sound.
Unable to hold on any longer, his body fell from the air and landed heavily on the sand.
Even so, he remained indifferent, looking at the figure in the sky, and said coldly: "If I lose to the god of death, I will lose the value of my existence."
"Hueco Mundo cannot possibly submit to the God of Death."
Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, anger finally ignited in Aizen's eyes, and he was about to raise his Zanpakuto.
At this moment, the feet moved slightly and disappeared from the spot. A huge fist fell from the sky and hit the ground hard. There was a loud bang on the calm sand. In an instant, dust flew wildly.
Ulquiorra felt the discomfort disappear, and then his body became lighter and was blown up by the wind from the fist, and his vision quickly receded.
Just as he was about to stand up, a dark shadow suddenly pressed down on his head. Looking up, he saw Nnoitra's cruel and gloating smile. All four of his arms were holding sickles, and the edges of the blades were covered with blood.
His face was covered in blood, and a large semicircular hole was blasted out on the edge of his waist. The desert behind him could be vaguely seen, and he looked extremely terrifying.
"Hey, Ulquiorra, you have come to this day." After saying that, Nnoitra raised his four sickles high and attacked Ulquiorra on the ground fiercely.
Ulquiorra just looked at the other party coldly, and suddenly his eyes shook, as if he had seen an incredible scene.
"Keng!" A figure quickly flashed to his side, knelt on one knee, and raised his Zanpakuto to block the fatal blow against Ulquiorra.
There was a hollow hole in the abdomen, a white unbuttoned shirt, scattered sky-blue hair, and a mask vaguely visible on the cheek.
"Grimmjow." Ulquiorra was speechless for a moment, his pupils trembling. Except for Yammy, he had never interacted with other Vastodes. Apart from their personalities, he also knew that even if the Vastodes had an agreement with each other, they would never show mercy to each other once they had the chance.
Feeling the pressure above his head, Grimmjow's heart trembled, and he said slowly: "Don't be so self-indulgent, I'm not saving you."
"I just can't stand unfair fights."
“SO Ga.” Ulquiorra said softly, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged from his chest and quickly infected his soul. At this moment, everything around him seemed to have pressed the pause button, and he seemed to hear a "boom...boom...boom..." heartbeat in his ears. Just as he continued to check, it disappeared again, and everything around him returned to normal. It was as if he had experienced some kind of illusion, strange and complicated.
The body also returns to the state before returning to the blade.
Nnoitra was still frantic, not wanting to waste this great opportunity. The spiritual pressure in his body suddenly surged out, and he shouted loudly: "Go to hell!"
Grimmjow hadn't returned to his original form yet, and even though his opponent was seriously injured, his high-speed regeneration was still effective, so it was still difficult for him to resist.
There was fire in Nnoitra's eyes, and he was filled with murderous intent. His body was bathed in yellow spiritual pressure, and the half-moon shaped armor on his head was vaguely visible. His ferocious eyes seemed to want to devour them, like a demon.
At this moment, Grimmjow felt a chill on his back, and his mind was frantically sending danger signals. Before he could react, he noticed a sharp blade approaching from the corner of his eye.
How could he forget this fatal move? Grimmjow thrust his hands upwards, and Ulquiorra desperately used the lazy donkey roll to barely avoid the move.
When the blade swept across their skin, they felt a needle-like pain. A huge noise came to their ears, and white sand submerged them like a fountain.
This guy was promoted again after Li Chuan left.
What a shame.
Along the way, Nnoitra devoured many top-level Arrancar Achukas.
He completely ignored the agreement between Vastod and swallowed whatever he could.
Seeing the two men dodge in a panic, Nnoitra took advantage of the situation and pursued them, not giving them any chance at all, especially not allowing Grimmjow to release his Zanpakuto.
With a whistling sound, he arrived in front of Grimmjow in the blink of an eye, and with a slight tilt of his body, he swung out two sickles with overwhelming force. Another sickle followed, the blade flashing with cold light and filled with murderous aura.
Grimmjow knew it was powerful. With a dull sound under his feet, he disappeared from the spot in an instant and reappeared dozens of meters away.
Seeing that his attack missed, Noitra was a little disappointed, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the opponent, when suddenly a ray of light appeared, extremely fast and sharp, and an extremely dangerous signal came to his mind. The light was so fast that he had no time to react. In the extreme danger, the instinct from the beast drove him to cross the six sickle-fangs in front of his chest as quickly as possible.
"Ding~~" The rays of light quickly collided with the sickle, and the huge impact force knocked Nnoitra back several meters.
A familiar and cold voice came to my ears: "Shoot him! Sharpshooter!"
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