Wuran and Jueshu stood far away on a low hill. Looking from here, the figures of seven people on the battlefield moved quickly, intertwined, and separated in the wilderness.
Jueshu shared Observation Seal to Wuran
At that moment, Wuran's vision changed. The distant battlefield where only blurry figures and Reiatsu haloes could be seen suddenly became clear.
He saw seven Soul Reaper trying their best to delay Shen Du.
That was a tactic he had never seen before
It is not the Rukongai armed group's style of fighting that relies on numbers and blood and bravery, but a precise and rhythmic coordinated operation in which each position has clear responsibilities.
The rock giant blocking the front always took his position before Shen Du's knife fell. Wuran's stone armor was chopped into pieces countless times, but Wuran could not count them, but after each fragmentation, the broken stones would rejoin, as if they had never been destroyed.
Of the two Soul Reapers on the flanks, one used a long whip to wrap around Shen Du's arm, and the other used cold air to freeze Shen Du's ankles - the coordination was perfect. The cold air arrived the moment the long whip was restrained, and the long whip wrapped around it again the moment the cold air was shattered, preventing the violent figure from sprinting at full speed.
That is discipline that Wuran has never seen before.
He had led Hundred-Man Squad in Eternal Silence and knew what armed private soldiers looked like on the battlefield.
Brave but undisciplined; loyal but impulsive, they will fight tooth and nail for their companions, but the way they fight is often by involving themselves.
But these Soul Reaper are different, they don't fight desperately, they are just doing what they should do, blocking, entangling, freezing, detecting, long-range bombardment, no one takes credit, no one flinches, no one leaves their post without permission because of fear.
They are obviously very tired
There are seven more Zanpakutō Shikai's lights flashing on the battlefield. He has never seen so many Zanpakutō together Shikai
The sound of wind chimes passed through the wilderness, spreading layer by layer with ripples of air; the cracks on the stone armor continued to heal and crack under the infusion of Reiatsu; the spikes on the whip glowed with purple poisonous light in the sun; the cold air condensed on the ground to form patches of white ice; water balls condensed into shields in the air and exploded into rain; blue flames and colorful birds intertwined into a strange picture above the battlefield.
And Kidō
Wuran knows Shakkahō and has seen it several times in Rukongai, but never seen so many Kidōs of different colors exploding on the same battlefield at the same time, the straight line of Byakurai, the impact of Sōkatsui, the spherical explosion of Shakkahō, etc.
These exploded into sparks of different colors one after another on Shen Du.
And the body technique that appears and disappears in a flash
Is that the legendary Shunpo?
Wuran saw the ice-wielding Soul Reaper suddenly disappear the moment Shen Du's blade was about to hit him, and then appeared on the gravel ground a dozen steps away, with a ray of dissipating Reishi halo still remaining under his feet.
The next moment, he disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he was in another direction, and the cold air condensed on the blade drew an arc-shaped white trajectory in the air.
It turns out that Soul Reaper moved like this in battle. This was not Reishi's explosive sprint. This was Shunpo, the basis of Soul Reaper. But when he saw it, he felt an indescribable sense of distance.
"Is this Gotei 13?" Wuran's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself or asking Jueshu.
Jueshu didn't answer. He stood up with one hand, his lips moved slightly, and the rosary slowly turned between his fingers.
Chikiri Shijima set off immediately after receiving the notice from Hell Butterfly. There were no extra instructions. He just asked Lieutenant to report to First Division.
He used Reiatsu perception to continuously scan the front during the Shunpo gap, and captured a chaotic battle Reiatsu
He knows the Reiatsu of Tezuka Lieutenant. The Reiatsu of the other six stocks of Soul Reaper are all fighting. Hell Butterfly is also the Reiatsu of Tezuka Lieutenant.
There is also a strange Reiatsu, a virtual Reiatsu full of resentment and murderous intent, mixed with some impurities that are not virtual.
"Hadō #63: Raikōhō! Raikōhō!"
A huge lightning beam came from a distance, and the lightning dragged out a straight and dazzling trajectory in the morning light.
The diameter of the lightning pillar is wider than the body of Shen Du. The air where the light pillar passes is instantly ionized, making a crackling sound, and the gravel on the ground is knocked away by the electric current.
The lightning beam completely swallowed Shen Du, golden lightning exploded on his body, and arcs of electricity were like countless golden snakes swimming crazily on the surface of his body.
Shen Du's roar exploded in the thunder, half in pain and half in anger.
His body was pushed back by the thunder pillar for more than ten steps, and his feet plowed two deep black grooves on the ground.
But after the lightning dissipated, he was still standing, with his charred skin emitting a faint smoke in the morning light. The flames in the eyes of the mask not only did not weaken, but burned even more intensely.
Shen Du continued to attack, his figure stretched into a black afterimage in the wilderness, the blood-red long knife was raised high, the blood mist on the knife doubled in size under the urging of Reiatsu, and he pounced in the direction of the lightning.
Bang!
Shijima Shunpo came to his attack route, Zanpakutō was lying in front of him, and the moment the blade collided with Blood Heaven Asura, sparks flew everywhere.
The loud sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in the wilderness, and the Reiatsu collision of the two knives spread out a circle of air ripples visible to the naked eye, blowing away the gravel and dust on the ground.
The white feather fabric flutters in the morning breeze.
Tezuka Lieutenant and Seated Officer saw Captain's Haori, the white feathered fabric with a faint halo in the morning light, and the thin figure standing between them and the monster.
At the end of their fight, they didn't say anything, didn't thank you, didn't ask for instructions, Tezuka just nodded slightly in the direction of Shijima, and then evacuated with six Seated Officer and Shunpo at the same time. The seven afterimages disappeared at the same time in the wilderness, and appeared in the distance the next second.
Shen Du's bloody long knife continued to exert pressure, and both sides held the knife in both hands to wrestle.
Shijima knows that his power is completely incomparable
His figure disappeared from Shen Du and appeared in the wilderness more than ten steps away. He held Zanpakutō in his right hand and held it in front of him. His left hand quickly moved from the guard to the tip of the knife.
"Fantasy! Shinkirō!"
The mist spread from the blade and covered the area where Shen Du stood.
Shen Du stopped in the fog
He stood in the middle of the fog, holding the handle of the knife tightly. He tried to use Reiatsu perception to lock the enemy's position, but the moment the perception was dispersed, it was scattered by the fog. There were Shijima and Reiatsu everywhere. He couldn't tell which one it was for a while.
Then the visions came.
Shinkirō will automatically generate illusions based on the target's memories and fears. Each illusion is unique, and each illusion points directly to the deepest wound in the target's heart.
Shen Du saw her.
She stood in the mist, only a few steps away from him.
Still wearing the same old clothes, still with the same messy hair, she stood there looking at him, just like she did every time he came back from outside.
Shen Du's hand was trembling, Blood Heaven Asura's knife tip dropped to the ground, he took a step forward, she wanted to call her name, but the mask blocked his mouth, and he only let out a low, vague whimper.
Then a hole appeared in her chest. The aftermath of Reiatsu came from the direction of Seireitei, like a mountain falling from the sky. She slowly fell down in front of Shen Du. Her fingers were still stretched out towards him, and her lips were still moving, but her voice could no longer be transmitted.
Shen Du let out a heart-rending roar.
Then comes the second vision.
Amakusa Shirō stood in front of him, still looking carefree, with that ungrateful smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Then Thousand Water Needles was shot from all directions, Amakusa's body was pricked like a hedgehog in front of him, blood spurted out from countless wounds, he fell to the ground, his eyes were still open, and his mouth opened and closed, as if asking why you didn't save me?
Then the third, the fourth, the fifth.
Eternal Silence The ruins of the settlement, the houses burned to coke, the stone tablet under the willow tree on the East Street was broken into several pieces, the stone well in the market square was stained red with blood, and the Jueshu Temple Buddha statue was cracked with countless fine lines.
The people he knew fell one after another. Endo with a broken arm, the young people who followed Amakusa to the mine, and the old people and children who waved to him on the street of Eternal Silence, all fell to the ground, looking at him with their eyes, opening and closing their mouths, as if saying the same sentence: Why don't you save us?
Shen Du swung his knife wildly surrounded by illusions, and Blood Heaven Asura drew bloody arcs one after another in the mist.
But his knife passed through her body, through Amakusa's body, through everyone's body, the illusion was broken and reorganized, fell down and stood up again, the cycle repeats, never ending
The more he slashes, the crazier he gets. Every time he swings the knife, his Reiatsu expands a little. Every time the illusion is shattered, there is another crack on the mask. Every time those dead people stand up again, the fire in his eyes burns brighter.
He became a machine driven by both fear and anger, frantically attacking all invisible enemies around him.
Jueshu and Wuran, who were watching the battle from a distance, looked at the thick fog and could not see anything on the entire battlefield.
Only the sound could be heard, and the sound came out through the fog, dull and blurry
Jueshu and Observation Seal couldn't see through the fog either, which made him frown in a rare way.
"Is Zanpakutō the same type as Amakusa?" Wuran whispered.
He thought of Sakuya Hyakki of Amakusa, of those ghostly figures that jumped out from the gray fog, and of the scene where Amakusa was completely crushed in front of Danjiro Obana.
He thought that the white-clothed Soul Reaper in front of him used a similar ability to create an illusion to confuse the opponent, and then launch a fatal blow in the illusion.
His worry about Shen Du instantly overshadowed his shock at Soul Reaper's power, and he clenched his fists tightly
Jueshu has no answer.
Although his Observation Seal was isolated by Shinkirō, he heard something from the change in Shen Du's roar. At first, the roar was pure rage and murderous intent, but gradually, something else was added to the rage.
It's pain, it's grievance, it's a person who has been repeatedly crushed by fate using his last strength to ask why.
This is not the roar of a monster being attacked, but the desperate roar of a person who is tortured by his deepest fears and cannot be accepted by the world.
Chikiri Shijima stood at the edge of the fog for a moment, and suddenly he felt a love for talent.
Seireitei lacks Captain-Class's combat power. All senior officials know this.
The field expedition has mobilized three captains and the main players of three divisions, and the remaining captains basically have their own tasks.
If there is another Large Hollow disaster or Quincy counterattack, Seireitei's manpower dispatch will be extremely tight.
The Soul Reaper of Hollowfication in front of us, if we can pull him back from the edge of Hollowfication, restore his sanity, and let him join Gotei 13, even if he only exists as a special combat force, it will be a wealth that cannot be measured at any price for Seireitei.
Thinking of this, Shijima no longer hesitated and chose to wake him up
Shijima's Zanpakutō is of the illusion system and has limited combat capabilities. It relies solely on conventional tactics and slashing. In order to deal with such a strong enemy, it is easy to lose control of its strength. There is no guarantee that Shen Du can survive.
"Hadō #73! Sōren Sōkatsui!"
"Bakudō #62: Hyapporankan! Hyapporankan!"
"Hado fifty-eight! Tenran!"
Various high-level Hado Bakudo began to combine with each other and continuously bombarded