Sit down and have some tea / The traitors in the Sternritter...

Gen'en Kinra reached up and touched his chin. The two most powerful people had finally made their move.

There aren't many enemies left, so we need to hurry.

Then, wearing his Obana Danjirou rushed into the next battlefield at top speed.

P. S.: Daylily is also called Wuyoucao -not, the one you buy in supermarkets. Doesn't that instantly lower its sophistication? o(￣ヘ￣o)

Chapter 288: Sit down and have a cup of tea.

Yhwach was walking quietly through the ruins, clearly sensing that the Sternritter had lost a few more members.

Yhwach felt no pity for the Sternritter he had built; ultimately, these men were merely nourishment.

Even if they don't die, they can't escape their own Auswählen in the end.

However, as the war has progressed to this point, the Quincy are at a significant disadvantage, and it's time for me to make my move.

Just as Yhwach was about to make his move, he saw a man striding confidently toward him.

Yhwach frowned. This man looked like a middle-aged samurai, wearing Captain's Haori on the outside and a black Shinigami Uniform on the inside. Just by looking at his aura, you could tell he was a master.

"Yhwach! It's finally time to meet you." The middle-aged samurai said in an icy tone, "I am Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, Captain Commander of the Gotei 13."

Yhwach immediately took the middle-aged man in front of him seriously.

The Gotei 13 is an organization that has suddenly risen to prominence in the Soul Society in the last six months. Although it has only been established for half a year, the power gathered by this team has surpassed that of his own Wandenreich. Yhwach is also very interested in seeing who could build such a powerful team.

"So it was you!" Yhwach's eyes burned with fighting spirit. "You actually came to me of your own accord. Very well, so you really want to fight me to the death?"

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto snorted coldly, "So the king of the Wandenreich is such an inhuman character, only knowing how to fight and kill?"

Yhwach had already drawn his sword halfway from his waist, Time Stop upon hearing Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's words. He didn't understand what Yamamoto meant. "You came to me of your own accord, wasn't it also to settle things with me?"

Yamamoto waved his hand lightly, and a tea table appeared in front of the two of them. "Calm down and have a cup of tea. It's not too late for the final battle after you've finished! Or is it that you lack confidence in yourself?"

Yhwach had no idea what this man was up to, but at that moment Yhwach firmly believed he was invincible, and what was a cup of tea compared to that?

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be such a romantic person! Fine, I'll keep you company with a cup of tea." Yhwach sat cross-legged on the ground and picked up the teacup.

"I'm particularly interested to know why you're attacking Soul Society. We've always kept to ourselves. What do you want from Soul Society?" Yamamoto asked.

Yhwach said coldly, "As a high-ranking member of Soul Society, don't tell me you don't know the truth behind this. The world you stand on is built on evil. My pathetic and pitiful father! He actually willingly allowed himself to be done like this. I am utterly ashamed of him!"

Yamamoto clearly couldn't understand what Yhwach was saying, so he could only raise his teacup and pretend to drink tea to cover up his embarrassment.

"Of course I know the truth behind the scenes. But... but starting a war is never right. Both the Wandenreich and the Soul Society have suffered countless casualties because of this war. Can you bear to watch your subordinates die one by one in front of you?" Yamamoto said.

"Of course. The Wandenreich was built for me alone. They were born for me and they will die for me. Those people have no right to choose. I'm quite curious, why did you establish the Gotei 13?" Yhwach asked.

Yamamoto lowered his head slightly, his eyes darting around. How would I know why the Gotei 13 was established?

"Ahem, of course, it's for the sake of order. This world should operate under order, Yhwach. Since you've heard of my reputation, you should know how powerful I am. I'm giving you one last chance: leave Soul Society and promise never to invade Soul Society again. Otherwise, you will surely be slain by my blade," Yamamoto said.

"I couldn't be happier! I've never met a worthy opponent since birth. You may not know, but I've been searching for an enemy who can match my level. Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, I hope that person is you. Enough talk, draw your sword!" Yhwach drew his sword directly from his waist and pointed it at Yamamoto.

To everyone's surprise, Yamamoto, like a retired old man, pulled out plates of side dishes from under the table.

"Young people are so impulsive. What's the rush? Eat something!" Yamamoto asked.

Yhwach: "..."

Is this really the Captain Commander of the Gotei 13? Something feels off.

The sword had already been drawn, Yhwach forcefully sheathed it again.

"Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? I imagine you've never tried Japan cuisine before? Would you like to try some?" Yamamoto asked.

Yhwach's expression turned somewhat strange. He had a feeling that something was off about the person in front of him, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Why aren't you eating? Are you afraid these dishes are poisoned? I never expected the Quincy King to be such a coward. You've disappointed me greatly!" Yamamoto said indifferently, then picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of pickled vegetable, and put it in his mouth.

Yhwach's forehead veins throbbed; was he as timid as a mouse?

Okay, I'll see what kind of tricks you're up to!

The destruction of Soul Society is already a foregone conclusion; a few more minutes won't make a difference.

Seireitei North District Ward.

Everywhere there were ruins and corpses scattered about.

Surprisingly, all of these corpses belonged to Quincy; there wasn't a single Shinigami corpse among them.

A faint purple haze hung in the air, and the Grim Reaper members, all wearing gas masks, finished off the Quincy who weren't quite dead yet.

Kumen'i Entetsu looked at the emaciated Old Man beside him with a strange expression.

Sakurane Saizo leaned on his cane with a smile on his face; the defense of their area was arguably the simplest.

Sakurane Saizo didn't give the enemy a chance for a one-on-one duel. Upon seeing the enemy invade, Sakurane Saizo immediately activated his Bankai a large-scale poison attack. The Shinigami members had already put on gas masks. The poison Sakurane Saizo used this time was a nerve gas that could suppress the enemy's movements. The situation on the battlefield became one-sided. The Quincy fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into boiling water. In less than twenty minutes, except for two Sternritter Quincy wiped out.

Of course, these poisoned Quincy were not dead yet; they were just unable to move. The Shinigami were responsible for finishing them off. After half an hour, this brutal battle ended in a one-sided crushing defeat.

"Seriously, is this the enemy that makes Yamabuki so fearful? Isn't it a bit too weak?" Sakurane Saizo. Kumen'i Entetsu next to him, had a stiff expression. This Old Man's abilities were too abnormal. Although his poisons were useless against top-tier experts, they were a sure kill for ordinary soldiers.

Chapter 289: The Traitor in the Sternritter

Even the two Sternritter members didn't choose to confront the Old Man head-on, but instead avoided his sharp edge.

At this point, the battle situation in the four major regions had basically stabilized. Except for the fall of the East District, the other three regions could be considered to have held their ground.

Although the Grim Reaper also suffered heavy casualties.

Mardon's face was grim. How could these people be so useless? They couldn't even take down Seireitei. How was he supposed to explain this to His Majesty?

"How many are left? Bring them all back!" Mardon shouted.

All remaining members of the Sternritter gathered in the East District, with some exceptions, of course.

Take Lubia, for example, who's always slacking off. Even when the Grand Master of the Sternritter issues the order to assemble, he's leisurely eating dinner. What could be more important than slacking off?

When Mardon saw the team members before him, his face turned ashen, as if he'd been smeared with soot. The Sternritter, a full twenty-six men—twenty-five left after Yhwach— and now? Only a handful remained?

The Schrift E, the Allmighty, Dorothy.

The Visionary, the World, Walter Mehta.

Schrift P, the Exorcist, Bojia.

The Schrift W, the Suffocator, Gude.

Schrift X, the Vampire, Dracula.

Schrift Z, the End of All Things, Lilith.

"The Sternritter had a total of twenty-five men, and now only a few of you are left?" Mardon hadn't expected the casualties to be so heavy.

"Weren't you three supposed to be attacking the North District of Seireitei? How's it going?" Mardon looked at W, X, and Z, the three users of the Schrift ability.

Gude was a muscular, strong man with a very intelligent look in his eyes. One eye looked up and the other looked down; he never looked ahead. There were also faint marks on the sides of his mouth that looked like fish gills.

The one called Dracula was a tall, slender girl who seemed indifferent, playing with a small bat in her hand and ignoring the leader's question.

Schrift Z Lilith, the girl who seemed very timid, stammered, "There was a scary-looking old man in the North District who released a lot of poison gas. We couldn't beat him, so we came back."

Mardon's blood pressure soared. "Why do I have so many brilliant and talented subordinates? This is just too much!"

Despite possessing such formidable fighting power, they were beaten like stray dogs.

"Where's Lubia? I could feel his Reiatsu. Why hasn't he come back?" Mardon asked, exasperated.

Lilith timidly raised her hand. "I saw him eating, so I didn't disturb him."

Mardon Hand Muff his forehead, feeling like he was about to have a stroke. What kind of people were these? Did they even know what war was? Eating on the battlefield?

Okay, even if you say you're hungry and want to eat something, I won't say anything, but... I remember you were eating when I passed by you three hours ago, right? Were you eating a Manchu Han Imperial Feast? You've been eating for three hours straight! I remember you only had one sandwich in your hand, right? How did you manage to eat a sandwich for three hours? Why don't you teach me?

"What about Bard? I don't think he's dead!" Mardon looked exhausted.

"It seems Bard has fallen into an enemy trap and has been sleeping soundly. I saw he was sleeping very well, so I didn't disturb him," Lilith said truthfully.

"Now that you've discovered he's fallen into a trap, go help him!" Mardon felt he was about to collapse; the war wasn't even over yet, and he might be driven to his death by his men.

"But he looks so cute when he's sleeping, and he's smiling so happily. It's not nice to disturb his sweet dreams," Lilith retorted softly.

Mardon was speechless after being directly confronted.

Okay, you're cute, so you're right.

"In any case, His Majesty has already entered the arena. We just received news that all the enemy's patients are currently recuperating at the Sixth Division. Shall we attack the Sixth Division now?" Mardon asked.

"Yes." Dracula gracefully raised his hand.

She wore a burgundy long dress with matching gloves, and her long black hair was styled in an updo, making her look noble and elegant.

"I'm very tired today. I need to find a place to rest. You can handle the fighting yourselves," Dracula said.

Mardon's face immediately darkened. "Do you know what you're saying? This is a battlefield! Disobeying orders on the battlefield means death!"

"You don't care about my life anyway. You just want to use us as bargaining chips to resurrect your sister. Why should we take your orders?" Dracula took off his gloves and looked at his manicured nails. His fingernails were all smudged. I don't want to continue fighting.

Mardon's face darkened; she actually dared to say this outright.

"You look terrible! What's wrong? Did I hit the nail on the head? You dare to do it, why are you afraid of what others will say? Anyway, I'm going back to rest, bye bye!" Dracula took out a miniature teleportation device from his clothes, flicked it lightly, and a portal opened in front of him.

"You're courting death." Mardon instantly drew his sword and thrust it towards Dracula's back. Dracula's body suddenly scattered into countless small bats, which flew into the portal and disappeared.

By now, morale in Mardon has collapsed; if they had the upper hand, this situation wouldn't have occurred.

However, from the beginning of the war until now, they have been at a disadvantage, and their prestige has plummeted to rock bottom.

Seeing his authority being questioned, Mardon's left fist clenched so tightly it cracked. "I just wanted to resurrect my sister, was I wrong?"

"And you? Anyone else have complaints? Take this opportunity to say them all!" Mardon said coldly.

"I..." Lilith carefully raised her hand.

Mardon gave her a cold glance.

"I... I'm fine." Lilith withdrew her hand again.

"Since there are no problems, all troops, attack the Sixth Division!" Mardon shouted.

At this point, morale was low, but they had no choice but to continue advancing due to Mardon's strength.

Yamabuki Chidori sensed that Yhwach had stopped and knew that her secret weapon had taken effect. She had to take this opportunity to eliminate all the members of the Sternritter.

Whether these people live or die is meaningless to Habach; Auswählen is a matter of a single thought.

A thousand years later, Yhwach, not yet fully awakened, was still able to devour the power of all Quincy in the world with his Auswählen, leading to Masaki Kurosaki's death at the mouth of a Hollow.

Just as Yamabuki Chidori was preparing for the final cleansing, a portal appeared in front of him.

A swarm of small red bats flew out of the portal and gathered in front of Yamabuki Chidori.

"We meet again! Yamabuki Chidori, we met once before in the Quincy Palace, do you remember me?"

Chapter 290: The Sternritter's Last Counterattack

Yamabuki Chidori looked at the small bats in front of her, she was about to reach out and kill them when the bats coalesced into a tall, beautiful woman.

"Young people are so impatient! My name is Dracula, a member of the Sternritter." Dracula used a portal to create an illusion, making everyone think she had gone back, when in fact she went straight to Yamabuki Chidori.

"I have no hostility towards you; I came here because I smelled your blood. I've come here to make a deal with you," Dracula said with a beaming smile.

Yamabuki Chidori stared expressionlessly at the beautiful woman before her. "Why should I believe the enemy's words?"

"With Yhwach personally getting involved, you must be quite anxious, right?" Dracula chuckled softly. "I can tell you the whereabouts of the remaining Quincy. I have only one request: find a way to help me break free from Yhwach's control."

Yamabuki Chidori squinted. He had long known that the Wandenreich was not actually united, but he had not expected the conflict to have escalated to such an extent.

"I am a woman who loves freedom. Isn't it wonderful to be free? Why should I be controlled by others? But I have a fragment of Yhwach's soul within me. As long as he activates the Auswählen, it won't matter if I escape to another world," Dracula laughed.

Yamabuki Chidori sneered, "You really believe I'll help you? Dealing with the remnants of the Wandenreich is just a matter of time for me."

"Because I believe you are someone who values companionship," Dracula said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" asked Yamabuki Chidori.