Chapter 202
To build a fortress.
Volume 1: Chapter 122, Templars, Draw Your Blades!
Late at night.
"The guests have finally arrived."
Haruto was sitting in the building's main control room, while the two security guards on patrol lay quietly beside him.
Voluntary participation and triple pay are both nonexistent. For such a pitiful person, Haruto could only resort to some Numbered Spells from WB:
Stun Ball.
In terms of rendering ordinary people unconscious, this is far more effective than Byakurai... Haruto's Byakurai is far too lethal.
In the perfectly aligned screens, the entire building is being invaded by a sea of white:
It was a strange spirit wearing a red top hat, with no human features, and covered from head to toe in a white robe.
These spirits, like the Soul Reaper encountered during the day, did not reveal any trace of Reiatsu; and electronic devices made by humans were not capable of observing spirits.
--We would also like to thank WB Numbered Spells again for their generous sponsorship. In order to enable the people of London to observe the Dark Dragon under special circumstances, they specially developed the "Eye Opening" magic to increase their spiritual vision.
The good thing is that this Eye Opening magic can be used on mechanical devices.
That's why.
Only Haruto can sit in the monitoring room and have a comprehensive view of the situation.
"Although it's someone I've never seen before, it doesn't seem to be very strong... These things are always inversely proportional to their quantity."
"Beep."
Haruto picked up the remote control and gently pressed a button on the screen in the lower left corner.
"Sizzle!!"
The loud crackling of electricity could be heard even from dozens of floors away.
If it weren't for the prior reinforcement of the Kidō, the monitoring equipment would probably be broken by now.
"It works."
The spirits that appeared on the second floor were instantly wiped out, and the low-level Hadō, in Haruto's hands, once again shone with a new brilliance that had not been seen for a long time.
"Yoshi."
As the screen continued to fill with red and white, Haruto picked up the remote and started playing whack-a-mole with the monitor screen:
"Beep."
"Beep."
After a brief pause --
"Boom!"
"Waaah!"
"Splash!"
A chaotic mix of Reiatsu raged between the floors.
If Haruto hadn't reinforced the building and added a barrier to the outside to block out sound and light, none of the nearby residents would be able to sleep peacefully right now.
But.
"... Are these things endless?"
Although Haruto deliberately left the entrances and exits open on the first floor, the number of these spirits was still far too exaggerated: in just a few minutes, nearly a thousand individuals had been wiped out by low-level Kidō.
"Fine."
Haruto casually waved his hand.
Countless low-level Kidō Reiatsu extended along the Reishi network covering the entire building, quickly rearranging themselves at the bottom level.
"What I have in abundance is..."
"It's Reiatsu."
You think you can test Haruto with such a simple trick?
It's better to hope that this office building, which overlaps with the giant Tōzanshō, collapses first.
"Boom!" xN!
The battle of attrition lasted for a full ten minutes.
Haruto showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, his opponent's offensive was weakening: the density of the red hats that had broken through the first layer was becoming increasingly sparse.
"Is it over?"
Haruto was actually still a little unsatisfied.
Although these spirits are not very strong, they are essentially complete souls: each one can only provide a small amount, but when their numbers accumulate... the Soul King Hakusui did show a slight tendency to evolve.
The Soul King Hakusui needs to absorb souls to evolve, and these spirits happen to meet its requirements.
But.
The other side must have realized that their offensive was ineffective, or perhaps they were a little rushed with their schedule.
That familiar Reiatsu reappeared in the air.
"Whoosh."
Haruto instantly Shunpo out of the office building.
"Baishin."
"Is it time for a proper fight?"
Looking at the burly man with muscles all over his body, Haruto simply took off the top of his Shihakushō: the way the Baishin used was too fierce, and this uniform was definitely not going to last. In that case, it would be better to save the trouble of sewing a new one.
It's also very troublesome for Isane to do these things.
Who knows?
"..."
If you can't get any information out of them, then there's nothing you can do.
However, judging from the Reiatsu emanating from Baishin, this guy probably isn't planning on playing around like he did last time.
Is there no one else around?
Who knows where those guys are hiding again, but with Haruto's arrangements in the office building, they probably won't be able to cause any trouble.
Thump!
The fists, each the size of a clay pot, collided violently.
Haruto had no time to worry about anything else, because Baishin immediately unleashed the same spirit he once displayed when he fought six opponents alone:
"Bankai!"
"Zheng--"
The sharp sound of a knife shattering countless glass doors and windows rang out.
"Snap!!"
During the morning's battle, the metallic sheen that had been used to protect her eyes reappeared, only this time covering her entire body:
The Baishin transformed into a steel man.
The rivet-shaped "decoration" extends from the forehead to the chin, and the circular hoop symbolizing gold, tightness, and restraint is inlaid on the left shoulder; on the corresponding right shoulder, half of an irregular metal wing, seemingly composed of countless blades, extends out.
"Snake Dragon Chain Dance," "Broken Blade" Severed Shadow.
With the completion of the Bankai, a beam of light, interwoven with pink and silver, shot straight towards the sky.
"Buzz!!"
Bankai solely by power and momentum, Haruto's Seirin Tsunayashiro he had witnessed, was far inferior to the Baishin before him.
"Call out--"
The diffused beam of light receded completely in the next instant, and the radiant light etched patterns of dragons and snakes dancing on the surface of the Baishin.
"Thump!"
At this moment, Baishin gave people the feeling of being a pure killing machine, and it was impossible to see the true face of the Soul Reaper.
"Come on, kid!"
"..."
"Zheng."
Haruto silently drew his Zanpakuto.
After completing his Bankai, the Reiatsu of the Baishin completely overwhelmed Haruto, and he had no advantage in a physical confrontation.
Furthermore, judging from the opponent's Bankai, it doesn't seem like they'd run out of mana after using their ultimate a few times.
How do you defeat monsters with high numerical values?
"Cease, Seisen."
"Beep!"
Naturally, we'll have to use rules to eliminate it.
Lightness and weight.
Two contrasting attributes, Flow out from the blade, appeared simultaneously on the Seisen and the back of the sword; at the tip where these two met, a point of condensed silver light gave rise to a magnificent light that illuminated all rivers.
The three abilities of the Seisen's Shikai form appear simultaneously.
"Please?"
Haruto raised his Baishin towards Zanpakuto- needle.
"..."
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The sounds of Shunpo overlapped.
Amidst the shimmering, interwoven silver light—
"Zzz!!"
Haruto and Baishin exchanged positions, their forearms, as strong and gnarled as the roots of an old tree, flying far into the distance towards the horizon.
"Your sword isn't a self-reinforcing type?"
Baishin glanced at her severed left arm, then turned to Haruto and asked.
The loss of his arm didn't change his expression at all; Baishin was more surprised by the sharpness of that slash.
He knew all too well the strength of his body after Bankai.
"Strengthening Zanpakuto is also strengthening it."
Haruto pointed his sword at the distant night sky and unleashed a torrent of Reiatsu that rained down like a storm.
The previous strike was not a "Sound Forth" but a "Roam" – the Reiatsu that would have been enough to detach from the blade and shoot out was compressed entirely onto the blade and released to the greatest extent possible with "no damage" through the slashing motion.
Although Haruto's Reiatsu has advanced to level four, he doesn't have enough time to absorb and compress it, so his Reiatsu consumption is still only 1/3 of the total.
"I see."
The steel-like muscles of the Baishin could be seen wriggling on the body surface.
"If I were wielding Zanpakuto and fighting you head-on, that strike would probably have broken it by now."
"But it's alright..."