Byakuya's son

The sky in the virtual circle is as boring as ever. It seems that since the day it was born, some phenomena that should exist in nature have not appeared here. There is no rain, snow, strong wind, or sun, but it maintains a strange temperature that allows living things to survive.Ordinarily, I am used to seeing these, and Yaronilo Erruyeli, who has spent countless years, should not have too much dissatisfaction with this place.

But the fact is that he has a lot of dissatisfaction now. He misses the Xuye Palace where he used to live, and he misses those eyes full of flattery and fear towards himself-a person who is used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas absolutely does not want to eat a cup again. face of the day.

And among these a lot of dissatisfaction, his number that made him most dissatisfied, the former NO.9 has become NO.101, yes, he was removed from the ten blades, and he lost his ranking Nine position, lost his exclusive ten-blade palace, and he has to move into another palace prepared for him.

It is said to be a palace, but it is actually just a larger room, and it doesn't even have its own subordinate officials.The treatment is very different from that of Ten Blades.

All because of that brat who came out of nowhere!

Aronilo was filled with resentment and fear. He recalled the scene where Ruby was instantly killed by the incumbent No. 1. The gap in level made him have no courage to challenge at all.But he did not give up the possibility of returning - he is the only broken face with infinite evolution ability.

Originally, as long as he is given more time, his strength is definitely not just ninth.

But the current situation made his desire to enhance his strength stronger than ever, so he chose the most suitable way for him-leave his room and go hunting in the wild.He can devour spiritual bodies, digest and absorb the opponent's memory and abilities, the more he swallows, the stronger he is, which is why, as a lowest-level Killian, he can become Ten Blades.

Not only powerful, but also potential.

"Huh?" Yaronilo suddenly felt a violent wave of spirit particles not far in front of him, and then he saw a huge opening in the void not far away, and he clearly felt a lot of differences in the deep place. There are at least a hundred spiritual pressures of this nature, and the feeling emanating from those spiritual pressures made him understand the identity of the other party at once, "Reaper?"

Instead of being surprised, he was overjoyed. This was the first time he had seen such a large group of Death Gods. If they devoured them all, his strength could be said to increase a lot.

As for numbers, what he is most afraid of is the number of enemies.

He even couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't mean to hide his figure at all. Countless kinds of spiritual pressure with different fluctuations began to emerge from his body. Although there were strong and weak, they were fused together very harmoniously, releasing It is no less than the captain's level of spiritual pressure, "It's really time to come, today is really my lucky day, hahahahaha..."

While laughing, he stretched his right hand towards the handle of the knife.

But his laughter stopped suddenly, and he suddenly realized that his knife was not there, or rather——his right hand was missing at some point.

"Ah!!!" Yaronilo screamed in horror, the wailing sound was so shrill that it could almost pierce the eardrum, "You... who are you?!"

"Tsk, I thought it was a big fish, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even catch the rotten wood's knife. What's the point of hitting if you don't have your right hand?" Walking out of the black cavity, Jianba let go of Aronilo with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. In the past, "I'm not interested, isn't there someone who is a little stronger?"

"I'll leave it to you guys..." A few meters behind Yaronilo was the figure of Bai Zai slowly putting the blade back into its sheath. Bai Zai didn't even look back. The first enemy encountered in the virtual circle, "This is just the periphery of the virtual circle, don't waste time, don't pay attention to the uninfluential enemies, just follow me and directly attack the enemy's main formation, but if you have the courage to stand in front of us ——Kill without mercy.”

"The Ninth Division is responsible for the rear support." Bai Zai had already surrounded Aronilo at a glance, and the Ninth Division, headed by Hisagi, Shimizu, and Qi, directly issued an order. As the god of death with the highest rank in wartime, He has the right to temporarily lead the team without a captain, and his voice has no warmth, "Everyone must remember that this is a virtual circle, and we don't need prisoners."

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"Three or 10 minutes ago, there was a distorted reaction on the east side, which is suspected to be a large number of Death Gods invading! Ten minutes later, Lord Yaronilo's spiritual pressure...has disappeared!"

A slightly nervous voice came into Aizen's ears from the entrance of the conference hall. He glanced at the members of Ten Blades at the long table of the meeting, and felt that some members' faces suddenly became serious. Aizen shook his head slightly, " Thank you for your hard work, go back to your post."

"Master Aizen, do you want to attack and defeat them directly?" Urziola's expression basically didn't fluctuate much, but he still felt that the enemy this time was not an ordinary little guy. Ronillo took it seriously, but it was true that Aronilo was a member of the Ten Blades a few weeks ago.Defeating Yaronilo in just 10 minutes is not something that can be done simply by relying on a large number of people.

Especially in the face of Yaronilo, many people are useless.

"Well, it's invaded, and the number of people is still quite a lot. It seems that it's not enough to kill Yaronilo in just 10 minutes, so first of all..." Aizen's fingers tapped the table lightly, making rhythmic sounds, as if With a wonderful rhythm, which made everyone's slightly tense nerves relax, he waved lightly, "Let's have a cup of black tea first."

Facing the enemy's imminent invasion of the base camp, Aizen's choice at this moment undoubtedly stabilized people's hearts instantly.

The black tea was brought up quickly, and was gently placed in front of Lan Ran's table. Lan Ran picked up the teacup and took a sip. He glanced at the expressions of the people at the table to see that they were a little relaxed. , said with a faint smile: "We are doomed to be the winner. No matter what the enemy does, we can easily deal with it. If you want to ask why, it is because we are much stronger than them."

"Yaronilo is dead, it's nothing, he was just the former Ten Blades, not the current one, and his level is completely different from yours. A broken face that was eliminated from the Ten Blades was killed, which can't explain anything. They can kill Yaronilo, but it doesn't mean they can live before us, so don't worry, the strong don't care about the number of enemies, the level of those invaders is at most just a warm-up exercise before you invade the world."

"You don't need to shake your mind. The Xuye Palace is not the virtual circle before. There are only a few gods of death, and daily precautions are enough to deal with it. Today is no different from yesterday." Lan Ran put the tip of his nose close to the teacup, sniffing the tea that floated out of the cup. The aroma seemed to raise his eyebrows in a happy mood, "Well, if I have to say something different, the lemon flavor in today's black tea seems to be stronger than yesterday."

Aizen's brown pupils were full of calm, as if he was a leisurely aristocrat drinking afternoon tea, he took another sip of black tea, and then said: "The original plan remains unchanged, the invasion of this world is today, as for these little bugs... I hope it's been cleaned when I get back."

"No problem, right? Philost?" Aizen smiled lightly and looked at Philost, who had been silent on the opposite side. "As usual, just kill them all."

Philost blinked and nodded. He looked at Aizen and unconsciously touched the handle of his knife, but he didn't. His eyes were still full of curiosity and a little bit of fear. He still didn't. Figure out how he was injured in the first place, he doesn't have too many clear pictures, the only thing he remembers is——

When he was severely wounded and lying on the ground unable to move, when Aizen held the blade and aimed at his vitals... that was without the slightest warmth, with a murderous smile.