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" Zangetsu."
Enveloped in a black cloak, Pernida stared at the middle-aged man before her, dressed in a black trench coat, his face weathered, his eyes sharp, and who called himself Zangetsu. She slightly opened her mouth...
Do you think I'm stupid?
"Or do you think I'm blind?"
"You think... I really can't tell who you are?"
Pernida muttered to herself.
Clearly, the guy in front of them who calls himself Zangetsu is actually the power aggregation of their boss, Yhwach. In other words, the guy beneath him named Ichigo Kurosaki is one of their boss's countless children... Moreover, judging from the magnitude of this energy, that child named Ichigo Kurosaki is deeply favored by his boss, who even went so far as to bestow upon Ichigo Kurosaki Soul Reaper captain...
Ichigo Kurosaki might be a pawn sent to Earth by Yhwach...
After a brief moment of thought, Pepenida believed he had figured everything out.
"Let's take this opportunity to eliminate both of these guys."
Demon Sword Muramasa gently licked his slightly dry lips. He planned to take advantage of the time when Ichigo Kurosaki and Isshin Kurosaki had lost their Kurosaki Bankai because he had summoned their sword spirits, and then finish them off in one fell swoop.
"..."
After hearing Demon Sword Muramasa's words, Zangetsu said nothing. He remained silent and gave Pernida was dressed in a black cloak, a look, letting Pernida understand on her own.
"Never mind... never mind..."
Just as Demon Sword Muramasa to make his move, Pernida darted to Demon Sword Muramasa side and blocked him, preventing Muramasa from Demon Sword Muramasa.
"Um?!"
"Why?"
" The Kurosaki father and son are a major concern for us. If we don't take this opportunity to eliminate them both, they will eventually become obstacles in our path to achieving our plan."
Demon Sword Muramasa, patiently explained.
"No problem, even without their Bankai, they can no longer pose a significant obstacle to our plans."
"Instead of wasting time in the World of the Living, it's better to hurry to the Soul Society..."
"Although we have already taken control of Shigekuni Yamamoto-Genryūsai, but... but... Sōgo Shihoin is still at large. We are delaying our return, fearing that something might go wrong!"
Regardless of whether his words were correct or not, Pernida had used every word he had ever learned in his life to try his best to find a reason to Ichigo Kurosaki from danger, fearing that his own problems would ultimately ruin his boss's plans.
"Actually, dealing with these two who can't even kill a chicken and are incapable of using Bankai, I can finish them off in two swift moves. It won't take much time."
Muramasa, the Demon Sword Muramasa eager to try his luck. He had a premonition that this guy named Ichigo Kurosaki would inevitably become a major threat to them. If they didn't kill him before he became too powerful, he would definitely become a hidden danger in the future.
Demon Sword Muramasa prepared to act, extending his long, slender fingers, ready to kill the two defenseless Soul Reaper beneath him.
"Um?!"
Zangetsu remained silent, only frowning in displeasure.
Wearing a black Zangetsu coat and still with a cold expression, Zangetsu's furrowed brows revealed just how unhappy he was.
"Wait!"
Pernida gently wiped the sweat from the pores around her face with her sleeve and once again stopped the demon Demon Sword Muramasa from making a move.
"What's wrong now?"
Demon Sword Muramasa puzzled. He didn't understand why his master had repeatedly thwarted their grand plan. At the same time, he felt a sense of doubt about the current situation. He suspected that his master was plotting a rebellion and sabotaging the plan.
"Cough cough cough..."
"I'm the boss, listen to me."
Pernida really didn't know what words to use to explain the rationality of her motives at this moment, and finally, in desperation, she decided to just throw caution to the wind and ordered the Demon Sword Muramasa in a tough tone.
"But I feel..."
Demon Sword Muramasa, Isshin to his master. He frowned, his expression showing some trouble.
"No buts."
"No buts, and I don't care what you think. I'm the boss here. I only care what I think, not what you think, OK?!"
Pernida grabbed the collar of the Demon Sword Muramasa with an air of domineering CEO, exuding an aura of power.
"Yes... yes."
Seeing Pernida's domineering appearance, the Demon Sword Muramasa finally nodded gently like a docile lamb. After all, Pernida was his master, and here, Pernida was the boss.
"Call..."
After Pernida finished everything, she looked at Zangetsu beside her, her eyes seeming to say, "Big brother, what do you think of my performance?!"
"Um."
Zangetsu watched the scene unfold before him and nodded slightly. He could barely acknowledge Pernida's performance. Although he was far inferior to him in both acting skills and domineering presence, it was sufficient for the current situation.
"Call..."
Seeing the faint smile on Uncle Zangetsu's lips, Pernida knew he had passed this hurdle. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief, while looking at the Demon Sword Muramasa with resentment.
"You damned Muramasa, talking to me about being of one mind, I think you're trying to get me killed..."
"And what did you say... you were going to give me a surprise?"
"So your surprise was that the mastermind behind it all personally helped me complete this mission?!"
"I've learned something new!"
Pernida is constantly learning and evolving, and today he has learned something new and interesting.
"..."
Looking at Pernida, who was full of dissatisfaction with him, Demon Sword Muramasa pursed his lips in resentment. He was unwilling that his master's lofty ideals could not be fulfilled because of his master's indecisiveness, which made Demon Sword Muramasa feel very dissatisfied. At the same time, Demon Sword Muramasa remembered the good things about his former master.
"This owner isn't very obedient. Perhaps it's time for me to find a new owner again..."
Demon Sword Muramasa, muttered to himself.
"Alright, it's getting late. We should head to Soul Society immediately, just in case..."
Pernida sensed that the time was almost up and spoke coldly, her tone leaving no room for argument.
"Yes, sir!"
Demon Sword Muramasa, nodded slightly, continuing to hypnotize Zangetsu and Engetsu with his power of suggestion.
"Yes, sir!"
After Engetsu gave the hint with the Demon Sword Muramasa, she immediately nodded slightly, expressing her respect for Pernida.
"Yes, sir..."
Compared to the decisiveness of the Engetsu, Zangetsu possessed a slight, almost imperceptible, slowness. This slight slowness went unnoticed by the Demon Sword Muramasa, who considered it normal. As for... Pernida, he felt a little uneasy at Zangetsu's deliberate tone. Using his already not-so-bright mind, he kept trying to guess whether Zangetsu's slowness had some deeper meaning...
Sigh... The boss always speaks with hidden meanings. If the underlings don't think things through, they'll end up dead in the wilderness sooner or later...
"Um..."
"We're retreating..."
As Pernida spoke, she opened the Senkaimon, leaving behind Ichigo Kurosaki and Isshin Kurosaki lying on the ground.
"What... what's going on?"
Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the man in black who had a great advantage but chose to give up and escape, his eyes filled with confusion.
"These people only came for our Zanpakuto?!"
Isshin Kurosaki was equally puzzled. If he had only come for their Zanpakuto, then the attack by Engetsu on him was illogical. That strike would have killed an ordinary Soul Reaper. It was only because he possessed the Shiba Clan's secret technique that he barely survived. In other words, the other party initially intended to kill him, but changed their mind midway for some special reason.
If we follow this line of reasoning, the problem lies with Ichigo Kurosaki... In other words, there's something special about Ichigo Kurosaki that made the man in black change his plans midway.
"Father, what do you think of this?"
Ichigo Kurosaki sought advice from Isshin Kurosaki, after all, Isshin Kurosaki Ichigo Kurosaki, and his knowledge would certainly surpass that of this teenager.
"I'm just guessing right now. In any case, we still need to discuss this with Kisuke Urahara."
Isshin Kurosaki had a rough idea of what was going on. He listed out Ichigo Kurosaki's special characteristics and made many guesses based on these characteristics.
" Kisuke Urahara?!!"
"Indeed, that guy has a lot of ideas; he might actually be able to offer some advice."
Ichigo Kurosaki slightly, agreeing to go find Kisuke Urahara. Everyone knew that Kisuke Urahara old fox, full of tricks and schemes; perhaps he really could see something.
"Good!"
After obtaining Ichigo Kurosaki's consent, Isshin Kurosaki nodded slightly.
The two then got up and headed towards Urahara Shop, where Kisuke Urahara was located...
In Soul Society, within the Gotei Twelfth Division, at the Research and Development Institute.
"Um!?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi, holding a magnifying glass, kept observing his Bankai, Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo, which he had submerged in a huge potion jar.
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
The golden-haired, spiritually-filled infant struggled incessantly, immersed in the medicinal liquid, but could not break free from the bindings and the strange potion.
"Interesting..."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi rubbed his chin, watching the struggling Zanpakuto spirit with great interest. Although it was Mayuri Kurotsuchi's Zanpakuto, he had never trusted it, so he had added countless Zanpakuto.
As a result, his Zanpakuto by Muramasa into entering berserk mode, and then he was locked in a seemingly ordinary water tank.
This water tank may seem ordinary, but it's not. The liquid inside was concocted by Mayuri Kurotsuchi specifically to Zanpakuto. It was a targeted attack; once his Zanpakuto came into contact with the liquid, not only would it be unable to release any of its poison, but it would also cause him to feel weak, dizzy, and have difficulty breathing...
"Interesting, increase the dosage."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi found it quite amusing to watch his Zanpakuto spirit wither away, and decided to increase the intensity of his attack.
"Boss, are we really going to increase the dosage?"
After hearing Mayuri Kurotsuchi's words, a hint of worry flashed across the faces of some researchers.
"Add... why not add?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi scratched his cheek, not understanding the meaning behind his subordinate's question.
"Your Zanpakuto skill might lead to your death."
The researcher took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead before answering.
"Oh."
"Then what?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked at the researchers with puzzlement.
"Your sword will die! Then you won't be able to use Bankai."
The researchers explained.
Hahahaha...
After hearing what the researchers said, Mayuri Kurotsuchi burst into maniacal laughter.
" The Zanpakuto is nothing but a tool, a mere tool. From the moment it betrayed me, it was already dead."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi remained completely calm. To Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Zanpakuto were merely tools; if they died, so be it. Turning a dead Zanpakuto into a zombie was far more useful to Mayuri Kurotsuchi than Zanpakuto with its own consciousness.
"Increase the dosage."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's voice was cold and cruel; his gaze as he looked at his Zanpakuto, the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo, was devoid of any emotion or warmth.
"Yes... yes!"
After hearing Mayuri Kurotsuchi's explanation, the researchers dared not say anything more and increased the dosage in the container—a dosage that would be fatal to Mayuri Kurotsuchi's Bankai, Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo.
"Squeak squeak squeak... squeak squeak squeak..."
Faced with that terrifyingly powerful attack, the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo's expression changed drastically, and he let out a terrified roar...
Then, with a "pop," it turned into a bubble...
"Hmm?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi stared at the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo that had died right before his eyes, momentarily stunned, then burst into deafening laughter. "Hahahaha... So this stupid and ugly Zanpakuto spirit turns into bubbles after it dies? So you only become beautiful after death? Hahahaha... How, how ridiculous!"
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
Just as Mayuri Kurotsuchi burst into laughter, the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo, which Mayuri Kurotsuchi killed, suddenly appeared out of thin air beside Mayuri Kurotsuchi. It frantically flapped its small wings and gently rubbed its cheek against Mayuri Kurotsuchi's arm.
"Um?!"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi stared wide-eyed at the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo that had come back to life before him.
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo called out affectionately, its two small hands tightly grasping Mayuri Kurotsuchi's large hand, its face full of happiness.
"..."
The next second, a pair of large hands instantly grabbed the head of the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo, the terrifying force deforming Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo head.
"Interesting!"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi smiled as he forcefully pinched and kneaded the head of the Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo, then threw it to the ground and stomped on its head repeatedly.
Hahahaha!
"So that's how it is?! How interesting!"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi laughed and uttered incomprehensible words. He already knew how to break Muramasa's hypnosis. The method was actually very simple: kill the spirit of his own Zanpakuto.
That's right, such a simple and straightforward method...
So in the end, it still comes down to Neymar leading the team and carrying the whole game!
This time... Nexus quietly won the MVP award!
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's research spread throughout the entire Soul Society in a very short time...
Originally, the Zanpakuto spirits that the Gotei 13 Zanpakuto of whether to fight them or not, have now gotten what they deserve thanks to Mayuri Kurotsuchi's efforts. Now, all the Soul Reaper in the Gotei 13 are eager to give these arrogant and overbearing Zanpakuto.
Inside the First Division Barracks, Sōgo Shihoin, who was eating grapes, casually tossed them aside after receiving information from Mayuri Kurotsuchi and stood up from his seat.
"So, it's our turn to take the initiative, right?"
Sōgo Shihoin didn't take the initiative because he wasn't sure whether the Zanpakuto spirit he killed would simply return to dust and vanish from the world, or return to its host Soul Reaper's body.
Although he didn't care, the other Soul Reaper squads couldn't afford to gamble. They were afraid that Sōgo them, they would say goodbye to the Bankai of their Zanpakuto forever. They were already weak, and without Bankai, wouldn't they be even weaker?!
After listening to their words, Sōgo thought that what they said did make some sense, so he chose to wait in the First Division's captain's room instead of taking the initiative to attack.
But now... the problem preventing him from taking the initiative is gone, so... the good days for those Zanpakuto are over.
Within the Dangai.
I'm feeling a bit uneasy...
Pernida frowned, his heart pounding. This was not a good sign; he had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.
"You seem a little uneasy!"
Demon Sword Muramasa puzzled. They were in a great position, so why were they so uneasy? He didn't understand.
I have a feeling... something bad is about to happen.
Pernida felt uneasy; he had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.
"You're overthinking it. We're in a great position right now Sōgo Shihoin is nothing to worry about."
Muramasa's eyes flashed with disdain. At this moment, they held the Zanpakuto spirits of several Captain-level experts and had also received the assistance of two great experts, Engetsu Zangetsu. That mere Sōgo Shihoin was no longer a threat. He could easily lead his group of subordinates to crush and ravage the entire Soul Society and the entire Gotei 13!
It's best to be careful.
Pernida shook his head slightly. He did not lower his guard because of Demon Sword Muramasa's words. He was always sensitive to danger. Since he felt uneasy all over, as if ants were crawling all over his body, then there was a high probability that danger was indeed going to happen.
"You're being too cautious. I want to see who can pose a danger to us."
Muramasa shook his head dismissively, looking as if he didn't believe Pernida.
"Well..."
Pernida sighed softly, as if he had already foreseen everyone's fate.
When the group returned to their secret base through the Senkaimon, what greeted them was not the spirit of their hypnotized battle spirit sword, but a man wearing Captain's Haori and an eye patch on his face.
Welcome!
As the group observed the blindfolded man, he also noticed their arrival. The blindfolded man then greeted them elegantly.
Five thousand~
(End of this chapter)