infinite death song

Why do you want to do this?

"Fuzhu, there's no need to investigate here. Go to the murder scene in Room 46 of the Central Committee. I want to confirm it again."

Jing Le had vaguely guessed something, but he would only confirm this outrageous guess after a thorough investigation.

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After leaving the Technology Development Bureau, Nirvana Mayuri was entrusted by Captain Yamamoto to assist in the investigation of the traitor Aizen Kiyori.

In fact, the investigation went better than expected, and Nirvana Mayuri reappeared at the scene of the crime in Room 46.

Because for the convenience of investigation, only the corpse was removed, but the blood clots that had already been stained black were still splashed on the table, floor and wall. One can imagine how tragic it was when Room 46 was massacred.

"Master Mayuri, why did you come back here on purpose?"

Nie Yinmeng tilted her head slightly, the air in the large underground meeting room smelled very bad.

"Don't talk about it, Yinmeng, I finally caught the truth of the matter. What did the coroner of the Fourth Team say?"

Nirvana Mayuri wore a mask and observed the black blood stains on the ground and walls.

"The result is the same as before. The sages and judges in room 46 were all murdered by Aizen a month ago. In other words, those corpses are real products, not corpse dolls."

"No wonder... I finally know why Urahara Kisuke lost to Aizen 100 years ago."

Nirvana Yuri threw away the black blood clot in her hand, and showed a very smug smile, but it looked strange to outsiders.

"It's an ability related to hypnosis."

"Hypnosis?"

"Yes, the Zanpakuto's ability to let the enemy kill each other through the random reflection of fog and water vapor is false. Every time Aizen joins the team, he will deliberately do such a stupid move."

"Demonstration... Zanpakuto?"

"Demonstration? It's a hypnotist." Nie Yuri smiled coldly.

"Could it be that—" Nie Yinmeng's eyes widened.

"The confusion of other people's five senses caused the Liting team to see the normal meeting in Room 46. The reason why Kisuke Urahara's testimony made people laugh 100 years ago is that Aizen used hypnotic abilities to create a true but false reality. Alibi. No...not just the five senses, according to the records at the time, it seems that even the spiritual pressure is the same as Aizen himself. It should be said that the five senses and the spiritual pressure can be confused at will. Hypnotic ability."

There was intense interest in Nirvana Mayuri's eyes.

Then he turned around, and saw Jingle, Ukitake, and Ise Nanao who came a step late, with their teeth cracked, and a strange smile:

"It's a pity, you guys are a step late. I have already analyzed the information. Finally, I solved a troublesome matter and wasted a lot of my time."

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Empty Circle, True White Night Palace.

Patchouli, who successfully brought Flandre back, imprisoned her again in the underground secret room of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. At Remilia's request, water attribute magic was set up around Flandre's room, limiting Flandre's range of activities to a small 'box'.

Although this approach is a bit cruel to a 490 five-year-old child, but thinking of the consequences of letting her go out, Remilia is willing to imprison her sister in the basement for the rest of her life.

Furthermore, the researchers of the True White Night Palace are also beginning to study the cause of Flandre, even if it cannot be eradicated, they must create drugs to restrain her mental instability, or props to limit her strength.

After being transported back to Flandre, Patchouli was once again buried in the sea of ​​books in the Great Library of Truth.

All kinds of Zanpakuto, Shinigami, Quincy, Fullmanjutsu... and other materials are very attractive to her.

Everything here is strange and fresh to her, even though she is studying magic subjects, this does not hinder her desire for new knowledge.

As a witch, Paqiuli's accumulation of knowledge is far better than improving her own strength.

As a pure magician, Patchouli deeply understands how important unknown knowledge is to a real magician.

In Tower Zero's spacious corridor leading to the Great Library of Truth.

Bai Ye returned to the True White Night Palace from this world, one or two hours later than Paqiuli.

Even if he exposed his sense of existence this time, the current thirteenth team of Goutei is not in his eyes.

If there is any troublesome one, it is probably only Captain Yamamoto.

When he left the world of souls, he was unable to have a serious battle with Captain Yamamoto, which was always a regret that Bai Ye could never get rid of.

"Bai Jun, you just came back, where are you going?"

A voice came from behind.

Qian Tongzi appeared behind him with Zanpakuto in his hand, his voice was faint and cold.

"I'm going to read a book for a while, and I just have some information to check."

Bai Ye replied frankly, even though Qian Tongzi's sudden appearance really surprised him.

Approaching so quietly, and not being an assassin, appearing suddenly in the corridor is also quite frightening.

"You have been busy with things in this world for the past few days, so you must not have a good rest. I want to reward you tonight, come to my room, and I have something to discuss with you by the way. You must have time now, right?"

Qian Tongzi's eyes were a little bit dark, his face was neither cold nor smiling, he just narrated these words very plainly.

"it is good."

Bai Ye nodded and followed Qian Tongzi to her room.

After entering the room, Qian Tongzi's body just shifted, and when he wanted to say something, Bai Ye took the first step and hugged Qian Tongzi's petite body from behind, kissed her snow-white and slender neck, and pressed his fingers on her thin cherry-colored lips. lips.

Qian Tongzi's pure and jade-like skin was like an egg whose shell had been peeled off. Her short upper body and chest also seemed to protrude emotionally.

Being so 'attacked' by Bai Ye, Qian Tongzi did not show any obvious rejection, her body was slightly turned sideways, her arms were still around the man's neck as usual, and she waited eagerly.

With the man's hand walking on her body, Qian Tongzi felt that Bai Ye was a deceitful magician who used mysterious magic to perform on the stage, not only provoking her hot body, but also stirring her heart. also stole...

(PS: Grimmjow, Noydra, etc. will definitely have a part in the scene after breaking up, don't worry too much, after all, once the presence of supporting roles is abstracted, the compulsion of the protagonists will drop a lot...

Originally, the first volume of Reaper was only going to end with 40 words, but it turned out that the 50 words had just reached the end of the Soul World Rescue Chapter...

I smell a déjà vu...)

Chapter 94 Empowering the Desperate Battle Beast

The so-called combat means that no matter what state the opponent is in, they cannot fight mercilessly.

There used to be such an existence among the many faceless ranks of the True White Night Palace.

He is thinking about fighting all the time, thinking about how to climb to the top, a combat madman who can only find the meaning of his survival by fighting.

He symbolizes despair, the endless battle without death, and the battle requires no reason or approval from others.

If there is one reason to be given, it is that he himself is the embodiment of battle.

Neutra Gilga, is the name of this broken face.

Among Yachukas who were promoted by cannibalizing their peers, he is also the most combative one. Even after successfully breaking his face and regaining his lost rationality, he still fights like this.

He is a fighting maniac who bestows death on the enemy, and can perform all kinds of cruel actions without mercy. As long as the enemy is, no matter who it is, he will be slaughtered without hesitation.

To plunder the hope of others, to paint this world with the despair of only fighting.

Showing this side to everyone, whether it is admiration, disdain, indifference, or ridicule, he himself fully accepts these evaluations.

He was originally a Pomian who survived to fight, and after going through Xu and Daxu, the years of fighting have become longer and more boring.

Even knowing that his image is so bad, he will not make any changes.

Because he chooses the way of existence that he has.

When he was born, when he fought for the first time, when he bathed in blood for the first time, when he was moved by the battle, the belief of living and dying for battle has been imprinted on him with the most profound oath on the soul.

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At some point in the past—

True White Night Palace.

The boundary between day and night, the sun cannot be seen here, but the shroud of moonlight also makes the floor and walls here as white as snow, and the things seen are very clear.

The sound of slashing like an explosion resounded on the white stage, and then the sound spread into the distance, bombarding with the white palace wall, echoing countless times.

Looking at the source of the sound, one can feel two very powerful spiritual pressures colliding with each other.

Although the owners of these two strands of spiritual pressure belong to the level of 'powerful', it is obvious that one of them has a 'stronger' level of spiritual pressure, suppressing the other with absolute force.

Part of the stage was destroyed, causing white gravel to fly randomly, and at the same time, a thick gray-white mist floated up.

From the gray-white thick fog, a tall male face flew out of it in a state of embarrassment.

It was a broken face reminiscent of the figure of a 'wild beast' - Neutra Gilga.

Although his current appearance is not good, it can be described as bad, but this kind of injured "wild beast" is the most dangerous existence.

It's just that Nellielu Du Odeshovank, who easily defeated him, just stood in the center of the stage holding a knife calmly, looking at him, the loser, with a flat gaze and expression.

Not ridicule, but with a touch of pity.

In short, this battle has already decided the outcome.

From the moment he was defeated, he was doomed. He was undoubtedly defeated in this battle between the front and back.

Nelliel's figure was not tall compared to him, but it was like an insurmountable mountain, blocking all his way forward and making it impossible to move forward.

He licked his wounded heart, and looked at the table with more cruel eyes. What he saw was that after Nelliel had confirmed the identity of the winner, she turned around and stopped looking at him.

Five more figures joined it.

The six of them exude abnormal Reiatsu in a field completely different from those of Achukas and Killian.

Standing there, they formed a range of 'powerhouses' that ordinary broken faces couldn't integrate into.

That is a 'dimension' that is absolutely different from ordinary broken faces.

Varstord.

At the highest point of Daxu, the highest point of the virtual circle, there are only the figures of the six of them.

Kyatei Stark, Lilinette Kinchback.

Balegon Ruysenbang.

Ulquiorra Cifer.

Tia Herribel.

Together with Nellie Lu du Odeshovank, it is the strongest group that has entered the field of 'Varstord'.

As a matter of course, the first tower, second tower, third tower, and fourth tower, including the equally important Forbidden Palace, were handed over to these strongest broken faces as commanders.

The losers can choose to join the "commander" they yearn for and fight for them, and they can choose to join other departments, such as the White Garden, Dead Corridor and other departments.

Of course, you can also challenge them, defeat them, and win the position of commander.

After the duel was over, the victors, the commanders, led their own troops to leave from here.

"Nelly Elle!!!"

It seems to be stimulated, this kind of battle is definitely not a battle.

The so-called battle should be the death of one party and the disappearance of the soul of the other party. This is the so-called battle.

This kind of fighting with the meaning of "compassion" is not his appeal.

Therefore, what Neutra felt was only anger and unwillingness. He was eager to die at this time, and dying in battle was better than losing in battle.

If he was given 'death', naturally this kind of thing would not happen again, but he was born to need to fight to find the meaning of survival.

This kind of 'compassion', the 'mercy' Nelliel gave him, he didn't need.

The sluggish popping sound echoed in the field again, and Neutra brandished a giant scythe with two superimposed crescent moons, attacking behind Nelliel.

Because of Neutra's sudden attack, the rest of the faces were stunned for a moment and began to panic.

Even though there was a huge gap between Neutra and Vastord's ranks, it was already one of the scariest ranks in Achukas' class.

Such a guy went berserk, and there were not many people who could stop him from rioting.

Coincidentally, Nelliel is the Valstord who can crush him so easily.

Pulling the Zanpakutō out of its sheath, with just one slash, Neutra's attack was resolved, and his body was knocked out, rolling on the silver sand layer, with a muffled grunt in his mouth.

"Give up, you are not my opponent, Neutra."

"Shut up, why didn't you kill me? Are you looking down on me?"

Neutra wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, fixed his eyes on Nelliel's back, and expressed strong displeasure in his tone.