Chapter 224 Zanpakuto Rebellion
It cannot be broken and cannot be defeated.
If you try to crack it, you will suffer an instinctive counterattack.
Muramasa covered his right hand with a solemn expression, staring at the old man sitting on the stone barrier.
It's really bad.
Whether it was the idea of finding a way to break the seal or the idea of controlling the "Flowing Blade Like Fire", they were all shattered.
The facial features are distorted and filled with resentment and disgust.
An old thing is an old thing, a ghost and a ghost.
It seems that the only way to do it is with other people's Zanpakutō.
Until late at night.
Beside Muramasa, a group of embodied Zanpakutos gathered silently, listening to their chatter about what happened in the past hundred years.
The former group of captains have disappeared, and only three old acquaintances remain: Kyōraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jūshirō, and Unohana Retsu.
I also figured out what was going on with the special spiritual pressure fluctuation I sensed some time ago.
Rebellion and War.
A guy named "Aizen Sosuke" has mastered the power of "Hengyu", breaking the boundary between the God of Death and the Hollow, trying to Subvert Soul Society.
This incident also made him remember a name.
"Uzumaki Naruto".
It was only over a hundred years ago, which gave him the feeling that the Soul Society had experienced thousands of years of changes.
The unattainable and extremely powerful Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto was actually defeated by that guy named Aizen.
And
After defeating the captain, he evolved again and became more powerful, but he was also defeated.
The current captain of the seventh team, "Uzumaki Naruto", relied on the power of the beginning
"Uzumaki?" Muramasa looked at the name of the sword, "The most powerful wind It is a Zanpakuto and has the power to destroy everything."
He said, his eyes fell on "Hyōrinmaru".
The tall man with the diagonal cross marks on his face.
The strongest snow-type Zanpakutō.
"A power more powerful than the captain." Muramasa continued, murmuring softly, full of desire, "If you get it"
He raised his hand and stopped talking. .
"Then, let's take action."
The embodied Zanpakuto spirits took action.
The Seventh Inner Guard Division was the first to react. The captain and vice-captain were not here, and the affairs were temporarily handled by the third-seat Hinamori Momo.
Tian Ting Kong Luo announced the news of the attacker.
The entire Gotei 13 team tensed up.
The last war has just ended, and now a group of enemies suddenly appeared.
"Who is it again this time!" Hitsugaya Toshiro frowned, "Or is it an Arrancar?"
"But Captain Naruto is not going to Hueco Mundo."
Rangiku followed him and shook his head: "It's not Arrancar, nor any other enemy."
"It is said to be, Mastery Guys with the power of death.”
Toshiro turned around and stared at his vice-captain.
The power of death?
How is that possible!
Another Aizen?
Rangju said no more.
The two of them moved forward in an instant and quickly arrived at the location of the rebellion.
The hinterland of Seireitei.
There were constant sounds of commotion, as ice, flames, and wind blades were raging in the building complex. Ordinary soldiers were so small and fragile in front of these powerful forces. The slightest gust of wind would make them stagger around without a trace. Unable to resist.
The tall buildings collapsed and were damaged by the fire.
The wails and exclamations of the gods of death, the exchange of orders and support.
Chaos and chaos make up this picture.
The captains and vice-captains of each team are almost here.
"Who are you?" Toshiro instantly stepped in front of a god of death, and with a wave of his hand, he shattered the boulder flying towards him and looked at the brown-haired man standing high in the sky.
Brown hair
Brown hair again.
Do people with this kind of hair color have some "rebellious" gene in their bones?
"Young face." Muramasa stepped on the broken spire, and the waning moon of Soul Society was outlined behind him, hanging in the sky in a broken shape, just like the broken Seireitei, "White Fat, short, Captain Hitsugaya Toshiro.”
Toshiro narrowed his eyes.
This kind of rhetoric
Do you know the Seireitei, or do you not know the Seireitei?
"Won't you say hello to me, old friend?" Muramasa glanced at the three people.
Toshiro was startled and turned to look at the other captains. Although he didn't hear their names, his eyes happened to be fixed on those three people.
The three most senior people.
"Muramasa." Kyōraku Shunsui lowered his hat and nervously pressed the Zanpakutō on his waist, "Weren't you sealed?"
Muramasa clapped his hands and smiled: "Remember? I am the leader of the Beijing Band."
"Correction of your mistake"
"The only one who is sealed is Xianghe."
Xianghe?
Coupled with the name "Muramasa", it touched the depths of Byakuya Kuchiki's memory and recalled some things from his childhood. It touched him slightly like a dragonfly. He had never experienced those things, but Those things are indeed quite heavy in his "life".
"What is your purpose in coming to Seireitei?" Hitsugaya Toshiro drew out his sword and asked sharply.
Muramasa casually turned his head and glanced at him: "What an impatient young man."
"Did you pull out the knife to attack me?"
Ukitake instantly reached Toshiro's side, pressed his hand, and asked him to put the sword back into its sheath.
"He is not a Shinigami." Kyōraku Shunsui spoke and introduced, "He is a Zanpakutō."
Many people were surprised and turned their heads to look over.
Zanpakutō? Could such a "human" who appeared before them alive be a Zanpakutō?
Those who have already learned "Swastika Interpretation" or have begun to practice "Swastika Interpretation" can understand.
The embodiment of the Zanpakutō.
It’s just
This kind of embodiment of inner strength usually does not appear in the eyes of outsiders.
"When dealing with it, do not use the power of the Zanpakuto."
"Muramasa's ability is to induce the Zanpakutō to 'betray'."
The words were heavy and weighed heavily on their hearts.
"How is that possible!" Komamura Zuozhen shook his head and muttered, "The Zanpakutō is the power of the heart, let the Zanpakutō betray"
Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head, not saying much say what.
"Captain Kyōband still underestimated me." Muramasa raised his hand high, his index finger and thumb touching each other, holding the tip of the waning moon between his fingers, and a black shadow rushed over, covering his face, "Maybe we We have never played against each other directly”
"So you don't know much about my abilities yet."
"What gave you the illusion that the Zanpakutō hasn't betrayed you yet?"
Rubbed the index finger and thumb together and made a sound. Crisp sound.
After the "pop" sound, there was a sudden swishing sound.
One after another figures emerged.
Each one is a figure that is particularly familiar to a certain person.
One big and one small, two women; twin boys wearing kimonos and onmyoji costumes; brown hair and twin tails.
"What are you talking about!" Behind Byakuya Kuchiki, Abarai Renji jumped out, stroking the back of the sword with his left hand, "You shameless guy."
"I'll catch you without a fight!"
"Roar, Shebimaru."
The spiritual pressure surged and poured into the knife, but there was no response from the "shallow blow" in the hand, and not even the slightest light shone brightly.
Abarai Renji was stunned and looked down at his knife.
Initial solution failed?
What's going on.
Muramasa lowered his hand and raised it to his chest: "I said, I have deprived you of the right to use the Zanpakutō."
He moved lightly.
"Abarai Renji." Among those figures, one walked out from behind, a woman who looked like a "baboon". Beside her, there was a snake-tailed child. The two of them coexisted, "We I refuse to provide you with any more strength.”
Abarai Renji’s eyes widened.
How could he not recognize this figure?
This is exactly what my Zanpakutō looks like after it manifests itself.
"Thank you for letting me understand a truth." Muramasa folded his arms, raised his chin slightly, his expression and tone were consistent with the arrogance, "That era in the past should be over."
"The God of Death is the ruler."
“The Zanpakutō is dominated and used.”
“This era must come to an end.”
Jingraku Shunsui shook his head: “Such a feeble statement can be Not convincing at all.”
"Then let's reveal something persuasive." Muramasa spread his hands, leaned forward, and said with emphasis, "You haven't noticed yet, is there one less person here?"
Someone has an idea in their head.
As if he could understand, Muramasa immediately denied it: "I'm not talking about Uzumaki Naruto, the captain of the seventh division who went to Hueco Mundo."
"But——"
"Captain, Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto."
"Didn't you notice that he wasn't there?"
Zui Hui instantly stepped to his side. Even without a knife, her ability to fight for nothing was still outstanding.
Muramasa showed no reaction.
A golden light flashed out and caught the calf whipped by the Broken Bee.
"Sparrow Bee." Broken Bee narrowed his eyes and stared at the guy who caught his attack, "Do you really want to betray me?"
This guy with brown twin tails
is her Zanpakutō.
Sparrow shook his head: "Muramasa showed me another interesting and freer path."
"I don't want to be bound by your heart anymore."
Muramasa chuckled. This scene of "master and servant" fighting each other seemed to make him happy and even excited.
"The first thing I wanted to do when I came to Soul Society was to capture Ryuken Wakahu." He stretched his hands wider, "But that old man does have some abilities and can reject my ability to a certain extent."< br>
“I can only seal him to prevent him from ruining my business.”
“As for now.”
He stretched out his right hand, and spiritual pressure surged. With.
The Zanpakutō spirits behind him lent their power to Muramasa, mixing them together to form a larger spiritual pressure.
The land shattered, twisted and rippled, and dozens of pillars rose from the ground.
The Zanpakuto souls stand on these pillars, looking down from high above.
The huge shadow swooped down and swallowed up all the captains and team members.
Muramasa put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were cold and indifferent. After scanning around, he finally landed on Kuchiki Byakuya and stared at him.
"It's a pity that the guy named Aizen Sosuke couldn't bring you too much or too fatal damage."
"But it doesn't matter."
"A Shinigami who has lost his Zanpakutō is no different from a waste."
"In the past, you controlled the Zanpakutō and allowed you to produce those who are capable enough. Illusion."
"Let me break this prejudice now."
"From today on, the Zanpakuto will no longer be controlled by the Shinigami."
(End of this chapter)