[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

"What? Reaper, is that all you can do?"

King Xu laughed wildly, and looked at Indra as if looking at an insignificant ant, with a trace of hatred.

This hatred is not for Indra, but for King Ma Cangye who broke his bones and trampled him under his feet 500 years ago.

"Who told you to have friendship with King Ma Cang Ye?" He originally just wanted to crush this ant, but it's a pity... such a rare kindness, it seems that it is unnecessary.

The dense purple fog covered the sky and the sun, the crown on King Xu's head shone with a cool light, Indra retreated to the ground, the tiger's mouth was numb from the attack just now, at this moment, his attention fell to the previous Let's call.

Reaper... you mean him?

Indra knew that he was not a god of death.But the King Xu on the opposite side has been fighting against the god of death for so many years, and he will not mistake the remaining partner's breath on his body for his own.

The opponent's abilities are too weird, and now that he is a spirit body, he cannot mobilize the full power of the kaleidoscope.

Then, there is only...

The white-robed young man took a deep breath. In such a dangerous situation, he still had the heart to close his eyes and listen to the sound from the soul. A few whispers came from the depths.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Indra's consciousness suddenly sank into an ice field. He was standing in the center of the ice field in thin clothes, and his eyes were full of snow-carved twigs and leaves.

He walked on the ice field, and the sky was covered with bloody frost.There is wind and snow falling, it should be extremely cold to cold place, but it is as warm as the warm sun in spring.

"Where are you?"

Indra's lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, but the owner of this world seemed to hear his heart, and suddenly there was a strong wind.

The frost-colored flowers swept up like six-petalled snow, but gradually turned blood-colored as they passed through Indra's body, making him feel extremely hot.

Red and white snow intertwined under Indra's feet. He looked at the figure reflected in the snow field on the ground, and opened his eyes slightly.

What was reflected on the mirror-smooth ground was not Indra's blushing face, but an extremely indifferent face.

With snowy hair and white eyes, two red pentagrams are dotted under the corners of the eyes. She is dressed in a scarlet kimono, and the red and white complement each other to create a soul-stirring color.

The person under the snow field stretched out his hand from the mirror, and when he seemed to touch Indra's cheek, it was blocked by the mirror.

"Who are you?" Indra asked. "Are you calling me?"

The snow-haired and scarlet-clothed person under the ice looked up at him.

"Please call me by my name."

Indra squatted down halfway, stretched out his hand to touch the ice surface, touched the man across an ice wall, and subconsciously responded——

"Your name—"

"Voice."

The wind and snow swept across the entire ice field in an instant, and the bright knife light split through the spreading purple-black thick fog, illuminating half of the sky in the virtual circle.

Indra held up the saran-appearing long sword in front of him, even though he summoned the Zanpakuto, he was still dressed in a chilling white robe.

King Xu narrowed his eyes to look at him, and finally paid a little attention.

"Zanpakuto? Shinigami, it's too late to use Zanpakuto now."

"No," Indra said softly, "just right."

Pointing the long knife in his hand at King Xu who was about to kill him, Indra's voice was as clear as ever——

"And burn the whole world, Wo Xue!"

At that moment, the blade was coated with a layer of flowing red aura, and the blade turned into shimmering frost flowers.

The frost flower is red, spreading out from the tip of the knife, and blooming in a flash of purple-black mist.

The frost flowers bloomed into patches of barriers, covering them with a purple-black mist.

"Now, it depends on whether your fog decays faster or my flowers bloom faster."

Indra curled his lips into a smile, and on the wrist holding the knife, the hair rope adorned with golden bells was slightly glowing with a clear red aura.

"This is impossible!"

Balegon watched helplessly as his proud ability was blocked by a long knife, his eyes tearing open——

"Why is it invalid for you?!"

"Oh," Indra blinked, and finally realized that since he summoned the Zanpakutō, it seemed to have inspired the spiritual art that fell from the hair rope that had been given to him.

After a series of battles just now, Indra has indeed discovered that King Xu's ability to decay everything is really troublesome. If he can't think of a way to bounce back, then he has to avoid encountering it.

If this is really the complete power of corruption.

When Wo Xueshuang bloomed with mist, Indra discovered that the essence of this ability is to rapidly intensify the flow of time to cause a state of decay.

time...

Indra's lips curled into a slight arc, and he jumped up again holding the newly acquired knife in his hand——

I'm really sorry, his little bastard is a master at time and space.

Frost flowers bloomed all over the purple mist, and the red enchantment shone like crystals, forming a stunning red crystal peak.

Indra's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly, "Burn them all."

"Click———"

The crystals in the sky shattered, and the stars fell like fire, forming a red meteor shower.

The natives in the Xu circle don't know what the meteor shower is, but it doesn't mean they don't know who Daxu is imprisoned by the frost flower.

The young man in white robe cleared the obstacles, but he didn't care about the Xu Wang whose arm was cut off and fled in a hurry. He just put the knife into its sheath and walked towards his destination through the sky full of stardust.

The white clothes rustled in the wind, and the aura of the red rope carrying the onmyoji's spiritual skills faded away, hiding merit and fame.

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"Kuchiki-san, class is about to start."

Suddenly someone tapped on the shoulder, and when Kuchiki Rukia realized it, she almost used all her strength to restrain her reflex behavior of throwing the person behind her down.

"Ah, it's Inoue-san~"

Kuchiki Rukia squinted her eyes, waved her hands at the girl with beautiful long orange hair, and deliberately pinched her voice slightly exaggerated:

"Don't worry about me, I'll be at school soon~"

Inoue Orihime said "hmm" twice, carried her schoolbag and hurried forward a few steps, then stopped, tangled in place for a long time, but still couldn't hold back.

She brushed her long hair from her sideburns, and moved to Kuchiki Rukia step by step: "Ah, Arnold, Kuchiki-san..."

"Is there a problem with Inoue-san?"

Facing the smiling face of the transfer student, Orihime Inoue tightened her fingers, blushed and asked, "Kuchiki-san, isn't Kurosaki-san going to school with you today?"

The girl's pretty face was blush, and nervousness was written all over her face.

Kuchiki Rukia blinked her purple eyes, and said, "Ichigo, I have something to ask for leave at home~"

"Yes, is that so?" The girl suddenly had obvious disappointment on her face, Rukia thought about it, and suddenly stepped forward and pushed her shoulder.

"Ara Inoue-san cares about Ichigo so much, why don't you ask him tomorrow?"

Eh? !

The orange-haired girl suddenly covered her mouth, blushing up to her neck, and suddenly became excited: "That, that's unnecessary, I, I, Long Gui are waiting for me in front..."

The girl spoke in a random manner, and ran away waving her schoolbag and dancing.

Kuchiki Rukia pursed her lips and smiled, then stretched out her hand to brush a strand of black hair behind her ear, and shifted her gaze to the entrance of the alley where Inoue Orihime was standing.

The girl with short hair described it as capable, and strode into the alley, without the slightest appearance of being delicate and soft when talking to her classmates just now.

"Da da" footsteps sounded in the narrow and deep alley, and something shrank back as the girl moved forward.

"I only ask once," the girl with a schoolbag in one hand looked coldly, "How long have you been with her?"

The coercion in the words was too heavy, and the corner of the worn-out bamboo hat shivered slightly in the depths of the alley, and was immediately spotted by the bright-eyed girl.

Rukia took out a few talismans painted with cinnabar from a small interlayer of the schoolbag, and walked to that corner step by step.

The bamboo hat in the corner trembled more and more, and finally when Rukia was about to walk in front of it, the thing inside lifted the hat, revealing its thin and thin face.

"Lord Reaper, please spare me!" Accompanied by a crying voice, after the bamboo hat was lifted, a rather curious-looking little thing rushed out.

"I, I, I just want to eat a few mouthfuls of her spiritual power, I never thought of harming her!"

It's a little monster.

Kuchiki Rukia frowned, just now she clearly felt a trace of inexplicable malice on Inoue Orihime, the malice was sticky and deep, it must have been contaminated by her accidentally, originally she thought it was false or something else Something is watching.

After all, since the last time Ichigo and Ichigo solved the void that only had the soul of the other brother, even if it was dealt with in time, the other party would inevitably leave some sequelae.

The most obvious thing is that Orihime Inoue can also see some inhuman things gradually, and gradually has spiritual power.

I don't know since when, little monsters like this who want to suck some spiritual power have been everywhere, and they have no means of harming others, so it shouldn't be the source of the malice on Inoue.

All of her spiritual power was taken away by Kurosaki Ichigo that night, and the little power left now is also for maintaining functions and self-protection, and cannot directly track the other party through malicious means like in the heyday.

Is it for the well, or...

Kuchiki Rukia's eyes were cold, and her whole body was enveloped in a chilling aura.

The little monster who was overwhelmed by her momentum trembled: "Master Reaper..." Help me, this Reaper is too scary, hey,

Lukia took back the talisman, turned sideways and said, "Okay, let's go, don't follow others casually next time."

"Hi!" The little monster stood up and rolled out at the fastest speed in his life, disappearing very quickly.

Rukia walked out slowly from the alley and looked at her watch.

"Oops, we're going to be late!"

One second before the class bell rang, Kuchiki Rukia, who rushed to the school by taking a small path by special means, stepped into the classroom, slumped on the seat and vomited her soul.

Why does she, a god of death, obey the rules of human society like this? It's really miserable.

After one class, Inoue Orihime and Arisawa Ryuki gathered around.

"I was almost late, Kuchiki-san, were you delayed on the way?" Arisawa Ryuki patted Kuchiki Rukia on the back with such strength that those who saw it were crying and those who heard it were sad, at least the Kojima Mizuiro and Keigo Asano had a really hurt expression on his face.

However, this kind of strength is nothing to Rukia. In fact, due to years of karate practice, Long Gui's control of strength is quite good, and this move is not as serious as they seem.

"Yeah, I ran into a little trouble on the road, don't worry, Inoue, it's been resolved~" Rukia turned her head and saw Orihime Inoue's worried expression, and quickly added.

"That's good, if only I had come with Kuchiki-san." Inoue Orihime said.

"It's all right." Lukia waved her hand, glanced at Inoue, and suddenly remembered something: "Ah, Inoue, didn't you ask me where my peace talisman came from last time?"

"Eh?" Orihime Inoue had three question marks above her head, had she ever asked?

"I went to that shrine to ask for another one, but there are only paper talismans. Don't mind."

Taking advantage of the gap between her words, Rukia reached into the desk and quickly folded a safety talisman, then took it out and handed it to Inoue.

Through the cinnabar through the yellow paper, Orihime Inoue held the "Peace Talisman" in a daze, looked at the smiling transfer student and asked her to take it with her, and said "ah" foolishly.

"Kuchiki-san, you are too eccentric, isn't it only Inoue?" A head suddenly stretched out in front of him, Keigo Asano had a very handsome expression.

Just as he was about to speak again, a magazine "slapped" on his head.

"Chadu!"

"Ah, wrong hand." The tall classmate raised his hand to apologize.

Rukia smiled, feeling in her heart that she is really a young man, when she turned around, her gaze froze on a corner of the magazine spread out on the table.

On that page was a boy in a blue suit and school uniform.The hair at the back of the head protrudes into a small triangle against gravity, and the facial features are bright and sharp, with sharp eyes that can penetrate into the depths of a person's heart at a glance.

Kuchiki Rukia looked at the words "High school student detective Shin Kudo repeatedly broke secret room murder cases" printed on the side of the portrait.Almost collapsed.

Isn't this guy Kudo Shinichi? !

The author has something to say: Why don’t all gods of death follow the trend and create a Zanpakudao hahahaha, the name of the sword is inspired by my dear CP Yiyi. Although the name is Wo Xue, it is indeed a fire-type sword. The flame is extremely cold. Burn everything in the world.

The soul of Zhong Er will never die, cross your waist for a while.jpg

In addition, Aizen hasn't completely jumped to the Xu circle, so this Xu hasn't broken his face yet.

Remind again, today the next door is free, no need to spend money