The next day, early morning.
After a night's rest, everyone had a rough breakfast, bid farewell to the enthusiastic Sidanbo, and prepared to set off for the outskirts of Rukongai.
According to Nemu, the purpose of their trip is to find a person, the fireworks master of Rukongai, who was also one of the four nobles in the past, but now has long declined the Kukaku clan.
According to legend, the four great nobles in Soul Society are five families that have existed since the Soul King era. They control most of the power in Soul Society. Their status in the entire Soul Society is second only to a few people. , and those royal families.
However, thousands of years ago, in the bloody battle with the Quincy clan, the five elite nobles were almost completely killed and injured. One of the families was completely wiped out, another family declined, and the remaining two major families have long since lost their remaining strength. It regained its former power.
Among the current Gotei Thirteen Divisions, only the Sixth Division belongs to the four nobles. Among the remaining twelve divisions, most of the captains are civilians, which greatly limits the rights of the nobles.
But even so, the greatest power in Soul Society is still in the hands of those nobles, and the central forty-sixth chamber they established is a group that is above the squad and can issue laws, judge criminals, appoint or Large councils deposing captains, etc.
While everyone else said that they were eye-opening, only Natasha frowned and discovered something problematic: "But the power of the Central Room 46 is so great, doesn't the Spirit King and the royal family you mentioned have Any opinions?"
Barton also thought about this problem and added: "Yes, aren't the rights of these nobles a little too great?"
"The rights of Central Room 46 are absolutely irreversible in Soul Society." Nemu did not deny this, but admitted it in disguise.
"What about the Soul King and the royal family?" Natasha asked curiously: "The social structure of Soul Society should be more like the ancient centralized system. Don't they have any objections?"
Nemu suddenly stopped in front of him, turned his back to everyone and was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said in an unclear tone: "The Spirit King and the royal family... have disappeared for a long time."
Now, everyone finally understood.
No wonder the forty-six rooms in the center can dominate the Soul Society. It turns out that the Spirit King and the royal family have disappeared long ago, so the power of those nobles is so great that it is incredible.
"Disappeared..." An idea flashed in Natasha's mind, and a thought suddenly came to her mind: "Is it because of the thousand-year bloody battle?"
"no."
Yinmeng shook his head, with a little confusion on his face, and sighed: "Actually, the Spirit King and the royal family had disappeared long before the thousand-year bloody battle, otherwise we wouldn't have lost so miserably."
Everyone looked at each other.
It seems that behind this matter, there is a shocking secret that is deeper than they imagined.
As he spoke, Nemu pointed to a dark chimney and a dilapidated wooden house not far ahead, and said: "This is the place we want to find, the residence of the Konghe clan."
"Uh... are you sure that's the residence of the four nobles of Soul Society?" Peter opened his mouth, somewhat unbelievable that this shabby place was actually where the nobles lived.
Others also expressed deep doubts. The dilapidated house in front of them, which has no protection from rain in summer and wind in winter, with a few broken wooden boards randomly put together and could be kicked up, looks like a tramp in the United States. The cardboard house we built is a piece of cake. Is it really the residence of the Konghe clan?
Even a declining noble wouldn't live in this shabby place, right? How far has this fallen?
"right here."
Nemu rolled her eyes and confirmed again: "The Konghe clan likes to wander around, so they don't care about the quality of their residence. They won't stay in one place for long anyway."
"Hey, isn't this Xiaoyin Meng?"
A woman wearing revealing clothes and a white ribbon on her head was sitting cross-legged outside the door, smoking a dry pipe and saying, "I haven't seen you for decades, why do you suddenly come to see me when you have time?"
"I have something and I want to ask for your help."
Nemu went straight to the point and said: "Kukaku, borrow your cannon and shoot us into the Seireitei."
The cannon shot in...
Everyone's expressions suddenly looked a little strange. Is this the second method mentioned by Yinmeng?
"What are you going there for?" Konghe took a puff of dry cigarette, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled to express his confusion.
"Go save someone."
Yinmeng didn't mean to hide anything, and said bluntly: "That guy is very important to my brother. He is imprisoned in Central Room 46 and will probably be sentenced to death, so we must rescue him."
"I know the guy you're talking about."
Konghe nodded slightly and said while smoking a dry cigarette: "It is said that he stole the power of the God of Death privately and was imprisoned in the Penance Tower. I don't know how he was executed, but are you sure you want to save him?"
"OK." Yinmeng said.
Konghe knocked on the cigarette pot in his hand, raised his head and showed a half-smiling expression, as if he was mocking their overestimation: "Only these few people dare to go to the Confession Tower to save people, you guys are so stupid Is it broken?”
"How do you know it's not possible?"
Peter was young and energetic. When he saw someone taunting him, he lost his temper and immediately retorted: "No matter how powerful those captains are, it doesn't mean we have no chance at all!"
"Hahahaha...Xiaoyinmeng, where did you find this idiot?" Konghe was stunned for a few seconds, then couldn't help laughing, looked at Peter and said: "Xiaohe Boy, courage does not mean strength."
Peter was about to argue with her a few more words, but was grabbed by Steve on the side, shaking his head to signal him to stop talking.
"Kūkaku, stop talking nonsense."
Nemeng said calmly: "In one sentence, help, or not?"
"Help, of course we have to help!"
Kūkaku chuckled, slowly stood up from the ground, and said: "The thing I hate the most in my life is the God of Death. I wish you could trouble them. Isn't it the Seireitei? It's a trivial matter!"
Yin Meng's solemn expression relaxed and said, "We don't have much time, so can we start as soon as possible?"
Konghe raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you don't need to train in advance?"
Nemu pondered for a moment and said, "As long as we can ensure that we land safely, rough methods are acceptable."
"Is it okay to be rougher?"
Konghe nodded slightly, made a clear gesture, and said: "Don't worry, I guarantee you will land successfully."
The words between the two of them decided the fate of everyone present, and they finalized the next plan without giving them a chance to refute.
"Here, I've got this thing."
Konghe rummaged through the broken house, took out a crystal ball and threw it to everyone, and then explained: "Everyone put their hands on it, and then try to input the same stable spiritual pressure, so that a protective film will be formed, similar to It’s like the shell of a cannonball, protecting you inside.”
"The outer wall of the Seireitei is made of murderous stone, which will form an invisible circular protective shield that can decompose all spirit components. Therefore, if you want to enter, you must rely on my special fireworks and shells."
"Next, I will use the Kukaku clan's exclusive fireworks cannon to shoot you as cannonballs towards the Seireitei, and then rely on the outer wall of the cannonball composed of this layer of spirit particles to send you into the Seireitei."
"Uh... Actually, I think there's no need to be in such a hurry. Why don't you let us get familiar with it first?" Peter shrank his neck and said with some fear.
The other people seemed a little hesitant. The idea of firing cannonballs into the Seireitei on the spot didn't sound very reliable.
"It's okay, trust me!"
Kūkaku patted his chest and promised: "I, Kūkaku, am the most famous firework master in Rukongai. I can easily penetrate the outer wall of Seireitei and show it to you!"
"that......"
Peter raised his hand and asked weakly: "Excuse me, what will happen if there is a problem with the spiritual pressure we output in the middle, or if the cannonball does not penetrate the protective wall?"
"Probably... it will turn into fireworks, right?"
Kukaku thought for a moment and then added: "A super gorgeous huge firework that can be seen by the entire Soul Society during the day."
Everyone's faces instantly turned pale.
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boom--! ! !
The murderous stone protective wall above the Seireitei was suddenly hit by a huge fireball, causing ripples visible to the naked eye and instantly causing countless Shinigami to look up.
Then.
The fireball was slowly squeezed into the protective wall bit by bit. Finally, after completely breaking through the defense, it turned into several streams of flames and dispersed, shooting towards the Seireitei in all directions.
"Traveler...Traveler has invaded!"
"Sound the alarm quickly. Traveling disasters have invaded the Seireitei. All Shinigami follow those streamers and catch these traveling disasters!"
In the fifth division team.
Aizen Sosuke looked at the flowing light outside the house, the corners of his lips slightly curved, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his smile.
