"Hundreds of years ago, there was a genius Shinigami in Division 6 who I had high hopes for."
Kuchiki Ginling cleared his throat and said calmly, "He has outstanding talent and excellent character. Later, under the recommendation of my husband, he became a member of the Kuchiki family."
Su Feng curled his lips in disdain. On the surface, this old guy looked like a human being, but in fact, his heart was black after being cut open.
Otherwise, he would not have given his grandson to him.
As if aware of Sufeng's gaze, Kuchiki Ginling paused for a moment, clenched his fist and coughed lightly:
"Because he was involved in a factional dispute at that time, this god of death was framed by others and suffered unfair treatment. He was later imprisoned in the prison of the first team."
"On impulse, he chose to kill the three gods of death who were guarding him, thus embarking on a path of no return."
"In order to avoid causing a greater disaster, I and the captain took action together to seal it in the present world."
"And not long ago, the seal of the present world was broken, and he disappeared."
"This person's name is Kuchiki Kyoukawa. His Zanpakutō ability is to communicate with other people's Zanpakutō, induce and amplify the desires in the Zanpakutō's heart, and then make him betray his master."
At this point, Kuchiki Ginling sighed deeply, with a hint of helplessness on his old face:
"Now, he has escaped from the seal and caused catastrophe again."
"If the Zanpakutō are not conquered again as soon as possible, the entire Soul Society will be destroyed."
Although somewhat alarmist, this scenario is not impossible.
The thirteen captains, except for Aizen, Sufeng, and Zaraki Kenpachi, the rest were wiped out, including Kuchiki Ginling.
It was curious to say that Sufeng had never seen Kuchiki Ginling use his Zanpakutō, and there was even very little information about his Zanpakutō.
As an old man who is about to retire as captain, Kuchiki Ginling needs to turn in his Zanpakutō when he retires from the team.
certainly.
Whether being a noble has privileges is not something that outsiders can understand.
"It's really scary."
Kyōraku Shunsui was as dishonest as ever, with a hint of hangover laziness on his stubble-covered face, "But now that we don't have any information about the other party, where should we start?"
"The only thing that is certain is that two-thirds of the captain and deputy captain's Zanpakutō have rebelled."
"The Chief hasn't counted it yet, so it's not a small number."
Hearing this, Yamamoto Genryusai spoke slowly, and an old and majestic voice sounded in the conference room:
"The captains dispersed their operations and led their Shinigami to inspect the Seireitei. After checking out the suspicious areas, they immediately searched Rukongai."
"Three Seats of Nirvana!"
"Do you have any orders, Commander-in-Chief?" Nirvana grinned, her golden teeth shining brightly in the light.
The twelfth division can't find a suitable candidate to serve as the acting captain for the time being, and Nirvana is still in charge of all affairs.
Especially after Zombie submitted his observation report about Nirvana, his captain Haori is already working on it.
"Enable the global spiritual pressure monitoring of the Lingbo Measurement Department. If similar spiritual pressure appears, immediately notify the captains of each team with a messenger."
Yamamoto Genryusai adopted the most conservative approach to deal with the coming crisis.
The Messenger Machine is a necessary communication tool for the God of Death to travel to the real world. It is usually used to detect the movements of the virtual world, and can communicate with the God of Death in other cities over long distances in the real world.
But the disadvantages are also very obvious. Once your own spiritual pressure or the spiritual pressure of the environment fluctuates greatly, the communication effect will be affected.
The concentration of spiritual beings in the present world is low, so the messenger machine can function perfectly.
But in an area like Soul Society where the concentration of spirit particles is high, the function of the messenger machine seems a bit useless.
However, the limitations of Tentei Kongra are even greater, and ordinary Shinigami cannot master them at all, so Hell Butterflies are usually used for contact.
If necessary, the fifth detachment of the second division, Liting, will also be activated.
As a messenger unit, the members of the Riting Team are all Shinigami who are good at Shunpo, and can convey orders to the target accurately.
Nie Yuli raised his fingers and tapped his temples hard, making a banging sound.
"The detection capabilities of the Lingbo Surveying Department are limited, Captain."
"If the Zanpakutos deliberately hide their spiritual pressure, the equipment cannot scan it."
Yamamoto Genryusai replied in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, this is just a backup plan."
"It mainly depends on the patrol review of each team member and the spiritual pressure perception of the captains."
The captains were silent or communicating with their eyes.
Judging from the video chat rate, Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō talk the most.
The two of them never stopped looking at each other from the beginning of the meeting.
All I can say is that he is indeed a good brother.
"Lead a patrol..."
Sufeng suddenly remembered that it had been some time since he handed over the members of the ninth division to Madarame Ikkaku, and he didn't know what the training results were.
"Without further delay, let's set off immediately!"
Yamamoto Genryusai opened his eyes wide, and with blazing anger, he directly issued the final order: "The sinners who disturbed the stability of Soul Society must be found, whether alive or dead!"
The captains dispersed in a hurry and walked out of the conference room door.
"Hey, Captain, here!"
Matsumoto Rangiku had been waiting outside the door for a long time. Without her Zanpakutō, she now felt very insecure.
Only by being around Sufeng can people feel at ease.
"Have you discussed the countermeasures?" Matsumoto Rangiku's big eyes flashed, "I can no longer sense Haimao's spiritual pressure at all."
"No, there is only the stupidest way. Lead the team to patrol and search the Seireitei first."
Sufeng sighed, "After all, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. We don't know the opponent's purpose yet, and we have no way of knowing where they can hide."
Hearing this, Matsumoto Rangiku crossed his arms, squeezed out of the deep canyon-like ravine, and said dissatisfied:
"It's really a headache!"
"Are you going to be very busy in the next time?"
At just the right time, Zhifeng walked by and glanced at Matsumoto Rangiku out of the corner of his eye. A trace of unconcealable envy suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes.
She looked down at herself, haha, it was endless flatness as far as the eye could see.
Although this was not the first time I saw Rangiku Matsumoto, every time I met, I felt an instinctive sadness.
So sad.
Thinking of this, Broken Bee quickened his pace, making sure to be the first to find the rebellious Sparrow Bee.
This misery should not be borne by her alone.
Looking at his retreating figure, Su Feng felt a little strange. It seemed that there was almost visible resentment on Sui Feng's body just now.
Did the Zanpakuto's defection remind her of Yoruichi Shihoin who also left without saying goodbye...
(End of chapter)
