Adjuchas is not a weak guy after all, and Chikiri Shijima was famous as the fog killer before he was beaten up by Yamamoto Shigekuni and volunteered to join Seireitei
He is not a main combatant either.
After a long period of dozens of rounds of pulling and fighting...
Shen Du lay on the ground and clutched Zanpakutō, the dirt and Zanpakutō were caught in his hands. The mask on his face was broken, and only a little residue was left that was constantly breaking and falling and dissipating into Reishi. He looked directly at the man in white feather fabric in front of him. Shen Du didn't recognize him, but he knew he was the one who woke him up.
The heavy fog did not dissipate. Chikiri Shijima dispersed a little bit of the thick fog that enveloped him. People Shen Du could see his appearance clearly.
"I am Gotei 13 Fourth Division Captain Chikiri Shijima. I welcome you to join Gotei 13 at any time. I will promise to give you the seat of Fifth Seat. Ryuhun, tell me your name." Chikiri Shijima unconsciously said this sentence in the arrogant tone of the fog killer a hundred years ago.
"What are you talking about?" Shen Du didn't know what Gotei 13 was at all. Oh no, Wuran and Jueshu mentioned it many times, but he didn't compare the vocabulary with his memory for a while.
Shijima immediately understood that this wandering soul didn't know what Gotei 13 was. He was just a lucky man who picked up Asauchi and successfully liberated it. But what was Hollowfication?
Forget it, ask Shutara then
"I ask you, are you interested in becoming Soul Reaper and coming under my command..." Shijima reorganized his words and said
"Fuck you Soul Reaper! You lackeys of the nobility!" Shen Du became stressed instantly when he heard the word Soul Reaper. His whole body tensed up and wanted to stand up, but his body was covered with Kidō's burning marks and his body was extremely tired. He couldn't stand up no matter how hard he tried, and finally he lay on the ground again, gasping for air.
"What? Rukong, many people in Rukongai hate aristocrats. There is no point in hating aristocrats. Let me ask you again, what is your name?" Shijima placed the naturally drooping Zanpakutō in front of him again.
"I Shendu Wuming! I will never give in to the nobility!" Shen Du the Miracle stood up
"That's it! The effect of knocking you down and bringing you back will be the same." Shijima once again disappeared into the thick fog. Shen Du suddenly lost the target.
"But before that, let you see the true power of Soul Reaper" Shijima's voice came from all directions.
"Bankai!"
"Mirage Illusion Pavilion"
On the edge of the battlefield, Wuran and Jueshu have been standing for some time
The battle had just ended when they arrived. Shijima did not speak immediately after the battle. Instead, he waited for a while and confirmed that Shen Du was temporarily incapacitated before starting to speak.
So Wuran and Jueshu heard it all
I heard Shijima self-reporting his identity as Fourth Division Captain, I heard him promise Fifth Seat's seat, and I also heard Shen Du's hoarse "Fuck you Soul Reaper"
Then Wuran heard the sound Bankai, and his heart contracted suddenly. He knew what Bankai was. He knew it a long time ago. It was Soul Reaper's strongest method. It was not used to test or suppress, but was used when the opponent was judged to be a threat that must be dealt with with all his strength.
"Shen Du!" He rushed in, stepping on the gravel, the gravel rolled under his feet, and the mist came to his face.
Jueshu stood on the edge of the thick fog, with one hand raised and the rosary beads stopped spinning between his fingers.
His Observation Seal captured a scene at the moment Wuran rushed in. It was the future of Wuran. A red knife penetrated his chest, and blood gushes out from the gap between the blade and the body, dripping on the gravel ground.
He wanted to call Wuran, but his voice was stuck in his throat, because he knew that Wuran would not stop, and because in that long moment he saw clearly his insignificance in the face of fate.
Jueshu showed panicked eyes for the first time, but he did not chase. He always stayed outside the scope of the fog because he knew he was safe this way.
In the thick fog, Shen Du lost his way
The abilities of the Mirage Illusion Pavilion are completely different from those of Shikai
Shikai is to dig out the deepest fears in the target's heart and tear open those wounds bloody; while Bankai is to materialize what the target is conceiving in his heart.
Shen Du has only one thought in his mind at this moment: find Shijima and kill him
His murderous intention condensed into a clear picture in his mind. Chikiri Shijima's flawless figure was standing not far in front, with his back to him, completely defenseless.
That was not an illusion, it was the manifestation of the murderous intention in his heart, but he couldn't tell it clearly. He held Blood Heaven Asura tightly, kicked his legs violently on the gravel ground, and shot out like an arrow, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at the heart of the figure behind him.
Poof
The sound of the knife piercing the body was particularly dull in the thick fog.
Then, blood splattered on his face.
The illusion dissipated
Standing in front of him is Wuran
Wuran's chest was penetrated by Blood Heaven Asura, and the tip of the knife penetrated from his back
Wuran's eyes are open, and his pupils are not dilated. He is still standing, or it may be said that he is supported by the blade and does not fall down.
He raised the hand that originally held the blade, his fingers covered with his own blood, and stretched it tremblingly towards Shen Du's face
The blood drew an irregular trace on Shen Du's cheekbones. It was warm and still flowing. It was in sharp contrast with the cold temperature of Wuran's fingertips. "Shen Du... shall we go back..."
Wuran's voice was very soft, but every word was like a nail driven into Shen Du's mind.
Shen Du draws the knife and retreats.
The moment the blade was pulled out from Wuran's chest, blood spurted out, drawing an arc-shaped red line in the air, and then sprinkled on the gravel ground, quickly blooming into a dark red flower.
Wuran's body lost support and fell forward. He fell on the gravel ground, his chest still rising and falling weakly.
Shen Du looked down at the blood on his hands, and then at Wuran who fell on the ground. His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again, as if he wanted to say a lot but every word was blocked by something in his throat.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It's fake! It must be fake!" Shen Du covered his head and kept shaking his body and head, trying to deny it all.
At this moment, a confinement spell shot from the edge of the thick fog, accurately wrapped around Wuran's body, and dragged him out of the fog.
That was Word-Spirit Seal of Jueshu. He didn't rush in in the end, but he didn't stand idly by either. He did the only thing he could do.
Shen Du looked at the figure of Wuran being dragged away, and saw Wuran's fingers making the last trace on the gravel ground. At that moment, his spirit went into a brief trance.
Those wounds that were repeatedly torn open by illusions, those fears that were amplified countless times in the madness, and those people he wanted to protect but lost one after another, all flooded into his mind at that moment.
"Fake! It must be fake, right!" Shen Du stood there blankly, his tone full of despair.
after a brief silence
"Chikiri Shijima~!!!" Shen Du looked up to the sky and roared
"Kill you!" Shen Du looked straight ahead, his tone was hard and firm
At this time, a familiar voice in Shen Du's mind sounded again, "Fight! Shendu Wuming! Call my name!"
Suddenly
Shen Du's Reiatsu exploded, and the intensity of his Reiatsu skyrocketed, and the gravel ground began to tremble. The small stones scattered on the ground jumped up due to the Reiatsu, colliding, shattering, and turning into powder in the air.
Chikiri Shijima has never made a move. He just watched a big show and wanted to know how explosive this person can be. This evil idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Bankai!!!" Shen Du roared with all his strength