"It's a black red cloud robe!"
Inoue Orihime Inoue Orihime felt a little trembling when she saw the giant wearing a black robe and energy armor.
She still remembered that when her classmate Kiryu Iichi did not come to school, Kurosaki Ichigo and others said that their disappearance was related to this group of people wearing black red cloud robes.
For some reason, Orihime Inoue felt an indescribable sense of familiarity when looking at that figure, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
The Arrancar that invaded the present world escaped and the battle ended.
The energy giant began to dissipate, and the strong sense of oppression also disappeared, revealing a slender figure wearing a wide black-bottomed red cloud robe.
"Suzaku" Nandou twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile. He had never seen his partner show such an angry expression: "Don't forget our mission."
"Don't worry, it's just a matter of convenience." Suzaku turned around calmly and looked at Inoue Orihime.
The white skeletal mask belonging to Xu made her shrink back in fear.
The mask blocked all of Suzaku's expressions, and he withdrew his gaze: "Let's go."
The two figures drifted away, leaving corpses all over the ground.
"Inoue, Sadatari! Are you okay?"
A few minutes later, Kurosaki Ichigo arrived late.
Looking at the injured companions and the corpses on the ground, my heart has sunk to the bottom.
It was just a little late, but so many people died!
"It's okay, Kurosaki-kun." Inoue shook his head. With the help of his ability, as long as he was not dead, his injuries began to recover.
There seemed to be something wrong with Orihime Inoue's spirit. After she briefly comforted Ichigo Kurosaki and told him not to worry, she began to wander and stare blankly into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
Chado, who had always been taciturn, immediately told the whole story in the simplest words when he saw this, that is, one sentence: "Just now, a group of people wearing black and red cloud robes rescued us."
Everyone knows that the black-bottomed red cloud robe and Kiryu Yishi have a very close relationship.
This matter ends in an anticlimax, and everyone can only choose to discuss it in the long term.
At night, Inoue Orihime sat alone in front of the window, looking at the full moon outside the window, and couldn't help but think of the person standing in front of her wearing a black-bottomed red cloud robe.
Judging from the opponent's spiritual pressure, it is definitely Hollow!
It's just that the familiar feeling can't be erased.
At this time, outside Orihime Inoue's window, there were two black figures standing on two telephone poles.
"Suzaku-san, it's time for us to complete the mission." The hoarse voice was filled with frivolity.
"Um"
Nandou complained: "It's really hard to catch those who are perfect masters. Although they are not very strong, they are very good skaters."
Suzaku jumped off the telephone pole with a slight leap, and Nan Dou immediately followed.
It seems that we were not able to have a good discussion on the topic of "Complete Realization Technique".
"Don't you care about the things Nirvana did?" Nandou was a little curious. Ever since he woke up from the petri dish and entered the organization, he found that the leader valued Suzaku in particular. Suzaku was not very strong, but he would often let him go out to do it. Watcher.
But on the contrary, Suzaku is not very interested in completing the task. He just completes his own tasks, does not ask for credit, and does not do more. He spends a lot of time in a daze.
Although he is only a low-level Daxu at the level of Jillian, the treatment between Suzaku and Xuanwu, who has completely lost himself, is very different.
He is just a madman who likes to fight. After all, he was once a member of the 11th Division and has no interest in gaining power or power. But after seeing Suzaku's strength today, he began to understand how much the leader valued him. Suzaku.
Every member who can join the Akatsuki organization will be given some abilities, some skills, and knowledge.
For example, the woman Bai Hu is just a lowly transformed soul, but she was given the ability to use some special paper by the leader. She is almost invincible in battle and cannot be killed.
She is indeed very loyal to the leader, but as a single personality with special emotions for transforming souls, she is incomplete and weak, so she can only be responsible for some communication and other tasks.
After Nirvana's clone, it's hard to see what he gained, because it's not surprising what kind of abilities Nirvana has.
Speaking of himself, Nan Dou no longer wants to remember what his name was when he was a Shinigami. In fact, when he was a Shinigami, he didn't even know the name of his Zanpakutō. All the members of the 11th Division were madman.
And he used to be the craziest among this group of lunatics. Fighting was just about killing teammates, killing virtual people, and civilians. For him, it was just fun.
Being able to pick up the knife to chop again this time satisfied almost all of his wishes. Although it also comes with various techniques that can use water abilities, he doesn't like to use these things. As long as he can chop and kill, it is enough for him. .
The only person who was unhappy was probably that guy in Santai. His spiritual pressure was too strong, giving him the same pressure as his former captain Kenpachi Zaraki.
There were several times when he wanted to pull out the same shark muscle from his back, but he would be forced back by the eyes of the guy wearing an eyepatch with only one eye. Every time he thought of him, he would feel particularly uncomfortable.
"In the organization, I only have the best relationship with you, Suzaku-san," Nandou said with a sigh.
The strength of other people is not weaker than mine, and everyone's skills are particularly fancy. No one can tolerate his reporting personality, where he always wants to chop people with a knife.
As for why he has the best relationship with Suzaku, it's because Suzaku is a particularly taciturn person, and Nan Dou himself knows very well that what he hates most is opponents like Suzaku, illusions.
Boring.
If there is no contradiction or conflict between the two sides, they will naturally not be able to fight.
Just after the two people left, Inoue Orihime, who had been sitting in front of the window sill, looked at the two empty telephone poles on the left side of her window, as if someone had been standing there before.
Karakura Town.
A coffee shop with the moon behind it.
The sign on the door says "Closed".
"Bang bang bang" a violent knock on the door came.
The purple-red haired girl with twin tails walked to the door reluctantly, muttering: "Why do you want me to come, and what time is it already in the evening and there are still people coming to the coffee shop. "
The door had just been opened, and before she even looked out the door, she already complained: "Didn't you see the word "Closed" hanging outside? Moreover, our business hours are 9 in the morning. :00 to 3:00 pm”
"Riluka, just get rid of the people who came." A lazy voice came from behind, as well as the sound of clicking buttons and the sound of video games.
"Why didn't you come?" Riluka was a little unhappy.
"Ha?" The voice was a little lazy: "Whatever, I can't care about it anyway."
"cut!"
She curled her lips in disdain, then finally turned her eyes to the door.
The pupils suddenly contracted.
"Yukio!" Riluka shouted almost desperately. He wanted to use this method to remind his companions.
Wearing a red cloud robe with a black background and a bamboo hat on his head, although the organization had just appeared, for them, it was already something they could look up to.
Some time ago, there was a collision of captain-level spiritual pressure in the night sky, as well as rumors in the Poetry Soul World.
There is the incredibly powerful Death Agent, who is closely related to this mysterious organization.
The most important thing is that they have received news that this mysterious organization seems to be catching all the masters.
Nandou smiled widely, his hoarse voice with an upward pitch, giving people the feeling of a shark eyeing its prey: "Ah~! I've found it."
"Hong!"
The wall was blasted, and the huge blade wrapped in white cloth broke through the entire wall including the door in an instant. Riluka seized the opportunity and jumped quickly to barely avoid the fatal blow.
Monster level power!
Without using any spiritual pressure, just swinging the sword with the strength of the wrist can cause such destructive power!
There were also messy footsteps upstairs. It seemed that the fighting here had attracted the attention of Riluka's companions.
Six more people rushed down and stood with the girl Riluka. They looked nervously at the tall figure who walked into the hole in the wall with the noise of smoke and dust.
The other didn't move and they felt relieved.
Their organization once made a simple analysis of the existing powerful forces.
This includes the Akatsuki organization. Although the number of members is unknown, they know from the information they have received that whether they were deliberately released or accidentally released, Hueco Mundo has been attacked by this group of people.
Soul Society has also suffered losses at their hands, and several Death God captains were even defeated.
They had almost witnessed the captain and vice-captain levels being crushed some time ago.
To sum up, we can draw a conclusion: the average captain level of Akatsuki organization.
"Riruka!"
"Um!"
The girl who was suddenly named by her companion nodded. Their years of cooperation gave them a tacit understanding.
Nandou, who was slowly walking in with Samehada on his shoulders, found that the girl in front of him suddenly raised his right hand, twirling her index finger and thumb gently, the spiritual pressure in the air was mobilized, and then a small thing quickly flew towards Nandou, and the person They all subconsciously wanted to raise the knife to resist, but the little thing ignored Samehada and stuck it to Nan Dou's black robe.
The next moment, Nan Dou's body was suddenly pulled by an inexplicable force, and he got into the table and placed it in a small box.
The old man with silver hair in a suit on the side said: "Riluka, bring it to me."
Riluka nodded and immediately raised the thumb and index finger of her right hand and began to rub it quickly, and then emitted another beam of light, bringing the old man into the strange little box.
The remaining people still stood outside indifferently.
"Your companion has been captured by us. He will only die inside. We..."
Before she finished speaking, Riluka suddenly screamed.
Then I found that the strange little box on the table exploded, and endless water poured out, completely submerging this kind of person like a flood.
The massive water flow that appeared out of thin air slowly disappeared, and everyone relied on their own abilities to resist the sudden impact.
When the water flow dropped to only her ankles, Riluka looked in front of her.
Nandou was holding a lifeless corpse in his hand, which was the silver-haired old man from before.
It only took two or three breaths for the winner to be decided, and the other party also broke her own full expression technique. At this moment, Riluka felt a strong pressure and a chill rising from the bottom of her heart.
"It seems..." Nandou glanced at everyone with malicious eyes, and said in that disgusting hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter if they are all dead, right? For experimental anatomy, corpses are supposed to be used, right?"
"Do it!" As one person shouted, the others immediately began to take action.
One of the doers was a woman wearing a pair of boots.
At this moment, he disappeared from everyone's sight. When she appeared again, he had already flown into the air and kicked the heavy boot on the side of his right foot straight towards Nandou's temple!
Nandou raised his left hand to grab her ankle, and with his right hand he pulled the big knife wrapped in white cloth. He lifted it from bottom to top. The woman was knocked backwards, and she was already taking in less air and outgoing more air.
The remaining people also attacked separately, and the attack became airtight.
When he was besieged, Nandou not only didn't get angry or anxious, but actually laughed happily.
Samehada was thrown away, and everyone who came close was smashed away. This was an imbalance in strength. From the beginning of the battle, he was destined to be crushed.
Just when Nandou laughed and was about to fulfill his promise and send everyone away with one blow, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. The other person was holding a book in his hand, and the man's right hand moved from the book. He pulled out a bookmark, and the bookmark instantly turned into a long knife.
The knife struck Nandou's body, and Nandou's body began to tremble.
"Huh?" He felt something was wrong. He had been hit, so why didn't he feel pain? His head was slightly swollen, as if he remembered something and forgot something.
"Finally..." Riluka and others had already vomited blood and fell to the ground, but after watching the man chop Nandou, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
The man holding the book walked up to Nandou and said to him with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"
"Ah... remember" Nandou nodded.
They once studied together at Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy. He seemed to be a very unmotivated student, with no merit at all except fighting. At that time, he only had one good friend by his side, and that was the man in front of him.
They went to school together and practiced together. They didn't expect to see each other again after being separated for so long.
This is a man who can definitely trust his back!
This is what memory says to Nan Dou.
Now the tall man was holding the book and said to Nandou: "The man outside wants to deal with us. Now that he has hid so far, he still chases us. We need your help."
"Oh..." Nandou nodded, and then slashed at the man in front of him.
The sudden change in the scene left everyone confused, except for the man in black and red cloud robes who had been standing outside and motionless.
"What's going on? Hasn't he been slashed by Tsukishima?"
"Yes, why would he attack Tsukishima?"
Obviously, not only the group of people lying on the ground, but also Tsukishima, who was struggling to parry this crazy attack, didn't understand. The strength gap between the two sides was already huge. At this moment, Nandou suddenly looked like a crazy wild dog. He recklessly attacked himself crazily, and he almost couldn't hold on anymore.
Finally, after being hit more than a dozen times in succession, the long knife in Tsukishima's hand was knocked away, and his right hand was crushed and twisted.
Tsukishima dodged back in embarrassment and asked in confusion: "Aren't we good friends? I am your most trustworthy friend, and you can trust me. Why are you attacking me?"
"Ah?" Nandou's hoarse voice was as annoying as ever: "Wouldn't that be better? The two of us are so familiar and have never fought each other before. Why not take this opportunity to give it a try, my best friend! !”
"madman!"
Riruka had already heard the meaning of Nandou's words.
He just wants to kill people and doesn't care who he wants to kill.
As Samehada smashed down and blood spattered, Tsukishima expired and fell into a pool of blood.
Memory is not important to a murderer either.
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(End of chapter)
