Under the night, two figures shuttled quickly through the forest of Rukongai.
"What does he do? Why did the rebel soldiers come to silence him?" Senjumaru asked as he ran.
"Those people were not trying to silence him, they were probably here for his invention." Lin Nan followed closely behind Senjumaru, answering her questions without even taking a breath.
Senjumaru was a little surprised by Lin Nan's Shunpo speed. The distance he moved forward with each step was much shorter than his own, but he made up for it with high-frequency steps, and he was not left too far behind.
Even though I still have some energy left, this kid's speed is a bit too exaggerated! You know, there is only a wall between my current level and Captain-level!
While Senjumaru was rushing, she compared the Shunpo characteristics of the two, and finally came to a conclusion that made her eyes darken: Although Lin Nan was slightly behind in long-distance running; but if it was faster than short-distance response, or even Shunpo's close combat, then Lin Nan's speed was probably faster than hers!!!
"Why does this brat seem to be so powerful everywhere? Really..." she thought in a daze.
In the darkness, suddenly there were several very oppressive spiritual pressures, approaching from several directions from behind at the same time, and at very fast speeds!
Lin Nan and Senjumaru sensed the presence of these spiritual pressures at the same time, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind their backs.
Now all the captains are in Seireitei. Where did such powerful spiritual pressure come from in this barren mountain?
The two looked at each other, and a thought flashed through their minds at the same time: They are rebels!
Although those spiritual pressures are far away, one can feel that their speed is no slower than the two of them!
Senjumaru quickly whispered, "Come closer to me! I'll find a way!"
Lin Nan stepped up a few steps and came to her side. "What are you going to do?"
"Don't you feel that there are pursuers behind you? You are too weak, and I have someone with me, so I can't fight the enemy head-on. I'll use my Spirit-Scattering Threads as a disguise to paralyze them first."
"Can you still do this?"
Senjumaru glanced at him. "Don't think that if you can hit me on one thing, you can hit me everywhere. Be careful I tie you up and beat you."
As she spoke, she released a bone hand behind her back and lightly twisted her fingertips, causing several looming white silk threads to sway in the wind.
The silk thread was wrapped loosely around Lin Nan several times, leaving several sections of tails that were more than ten meters long. These tails were not affected by the flow of air at all, and were floating and swaying in different directions like water plants in the water.
Lin Nan looked back and asked nonchalantly, "Is this the end? You didn't even mention tightening the stitches and locking the edges or anything like that? How did you become a tailor?"
Senjumaru was so angry at Lin Nan's words that she almost fell out of the air. She turned around and pointed at Lin Nan's nose with her bony finger. "Shut up! Don't let me think about how to beat you while I'm running for my life!
This is Spirit-Scattering Threads, which will guide your spiritual pressure to spread around and confuse the enemy's perception. The longer the thread is left, the wider the range of the spiritual pressure overflowing, and the more likely it is to confuse the enemy."
Lin Nan looked back at his flying-like appearance and smacked his lips. "Wouldn't this still leave traces..."
Senjumaru, who was also entangled in Spirit-Scattering Threads, said angrily, "Can you please stop pointing at my invention? It's important to escape! Now this is the best way I can think of! Not to mention that my intelligence team also uses this method to confuse the enemy..."
Lin Nan sensed that the spiritual pressure behind him was getting closer and closer. He made some calculations in his mind and shook his head. "That's not appropriate. The goal of the two of us is still too big. Spirit-Scattering Threads will not have much effect.
And if the other party already knows our identities, they must have predicted the direction of our escape. We have to think of other ways."
Senjumaru glanced sideways at him while speeding. "What can I do?"
Lin Nan ripped off Spirit-Scattering Threads from his body and said to Senjumaru, "These are for you to use to make your spiritual pressure a little more messy. Then keep running towards Seireitei and don't look back! I will contain them here!"
He wrapped Spirit-Scattering Threads around his bone hand and said, "You can do the winding work yourself! Remember, keep running!"
"Don't mess around! How can I, the dignified Stealth Force, double captain, allow you, a college student, to cut off the queen!" Senjumaru saw that he was serious about it, so he cursed anxiously.
"Look at you, with four machine operators behind you and a person on your back. How can such a big target have the nerve to call himself 'Stealth Force'? Just listen to me, I have my own way! Remember, meet at the door of Seireitei!" Lin Nan turned a deaf ear to her words, smiled evilly, and blinked, "This is a return of favor to you! I owe you one more!"
As he spoke, he stopped and rushed back.
Senjumaru was shocked. "What a fart! Come back!"
However, Lin Nan's voice was getting farther and farther away. "Run quickly! Squad leader! Otherwise we will be overtaken!"
Senjumaru immediately stopped and prepared to turn around to support Lin Nan.
What a mess! A new student from the Spirit Arts Academy wants to hold back the rebels so recklessly!
Just when she was about to use Shunpo to chase in the direction where Lin Nan disappeared, Lin Nan's spiritual pressure suddenly disappeared.
Senjumaru suddenly widened her eyes. Under the dark night sky, she could only sense a few streams of spiritual pressure from the pursuers; but Lin Nan's spiritual pressure seemed to melt and dissipated in her own perception!
Could it be that he is dead? Is there someone still ambushing him in the darkness? A chill ran up her back for no apparent reason.
After thinking about it again, Lin Nan's smile that was a bit embarrassing just now, and his words "I have my own way", Senjumaru guessed with some uneasiness: Maybe, this is his way?
A person who can invent something as strange as Spirit-Gathering Pill will not be surprised if he comes up with some strange devices.
This white-haired man has shocked Senjumaru's soul several times, making his image even more mysterious in Senjumaru's heart.
She gritted her teeth. "Huh, okay! I just believe you once! Don't blame me if you die!"
She wrapped the Spirit-Scattering Threads around her body twice as much, and then sped away under the night sky.
"Bakudō twenty-six·Light Bending."
Lin Nan released a Bakudō on himself that made objects invisible, then sneaked into the darkness and sat down on a treetop.
He activated the effect of "Rei-Pressure Concealment" to its maximum intensity, completely losing all traces of his spiritual pressure.
On weekdays, in the Spirit Arts Academy and Seireitei, where people come and go, he would have no chance to do this. But now in the dark Rukongai, facing the pursuers from behind, this is undoubtedly the best way to counter an ambush.
It was pitch black all around, and there were thick leaves blocking both the top and bottom of Lin Nan. Coupled with the already full Rei-Pressure Concealment, he was confident of making an effective attack.
Only by retreating with one blow can the enemy's attention be diverted from chasing Senjumaru to chasing himself. At that time, the dark night and the imperceptible spiritual pressure will become the key to his escape.
However, as the rays of spiritual pressure got closer and closer, the smile on Lin Nan's face gradually disappeared.
There were six lines of spiritual pressure in total, all belonging to Captain-level. The intense pressure spread all over Lin Nan's body in an instant.
Six figures came to the tree where Lin Nan was.
"There are so many Captain-level's combat power among the rebels??" Lin Nan cautiously remained still, quietly looking in the direction below him, and thought to himself, "However, this spiritual pressure is slightly less than that of Court Guard Squad... Maybe the spiritual pressure strength does not completely represent combat power?"
After all, the rebels and Court Guard Squad have been fighting back and forth for two hundred years. Without strong combat power, they would not have been able to last for such a long time. What's more, such a big Soul Society cannot only have a few Captain-level people like Court Guard Squad.
"It's strange. I could still feel a little trace of spiritual pressure here just now, but now it has disappeared?" said a male voice with a voice as dry as sawing wood.
"One is a very weak spiritual pressure, maybe it's just a soldier who came out to deliver a message; but the other very vague spiritual pressure is obviously much stronger, at least it's accurate Captain-level.
It seems that he escaped in the direction of Seireitei, but it is very blurry and difficult to trace." A deep female voice said.
"Are you kidding? There are six of us here, and we can still let that little ant escape? He must be hiding nearby! Look at me and find him now!" said another rich male voice.
A faint red light flashed across Lin Nan's eyes.
Instantly, a strange feeling filled his body. Every nerve, every muscle and even every bone in his body seemed to come alive and began to tremble slightly.
They move in different directions, tearing and intertwining with each other, as if they are scrambling to escape from this body. Lin Nan can already hear the faint rustling sound produced when bones and tendons rub against each other.
If this continues, it won't take long before his body will turn into a twisted pile of minced meat!