The earth trembled and the wind howled.
From an ordinary person's worldview, it is difficult to imagine that a person can actually compare to a natural disaster, but as long as he reaches the combat power of a general, he is equal to a humanoid natural disaster in this world.
A tornado formed by countless flames emerged at the port of the Water Capital. From a distance, it seemed to be just a line of fire, but the closer you got, the more you could detect the terrifying high temperature that could melt gold and iron at any time.
Even the water near the port seemed to be boiling hot.
Countless amounts of water vapor were evaporated and flew into the sky.
It was under this strange situation that heavy rain began to pour throughout the Water City, except for the location of the flame tornado...
No one knows what happened, not even the swordsman-level Stiers.
The only thing he can know is that...it is impossible to complete his plan.
Because he knew this level of power very well.
Even if both sides suffer losses, a strong man of that level is not something he can handle alone!
'This information must be reported! '
'Among the pirates...there is another Yonko candidate!
'
The horror in his eyes seemed to be burned and spread by the terrifying high-temperature tornado. Before he could think about it, Stierres immediately turned around and headed for his flagship.
Because only there is a phone bug dedicated to contacting the Navy Headquarters!
...
Soul Society, Jing Ling Ting.
It was originally a training place for the expedition team, but Rangiku Matsumoto still came here. After returning from the multi-world restaurant, she had a satisfying meal and wine.
After eating and drinking enough, I thought about eating.
I simply ran over to the expedition team and took a look at the training conditions of these selected Shinigami.
It has to be said that after Yanasai Shigekuni realized the power of Sosuke Aizen's Zanpakutō, he very decisively replaced all the members of the expedition team.
Of course, the impact of this is not small. After all, the people who entered the expedition team were all elite-level Shinigami. Now this exchange of blood has changed them all.
Those who come back now are not as elite as before.
Of course, being elite is relative. As long as they undergo enough training, they can still meet the requirements in terms of combat strength.
Although Rangiku Matsumoto doesn't take care of things, she's not really a hands-off boss. She will give a big lesson to the members of the expedition team every week or so.
If you have any questions, you can ask her at this time, and then continue training on your own.
With Matsumoto Rangiku's unfathomable spiritual pressure, Sukezuo existed as a pressure device. A big lesson suppressed the spiritual pressure of these Shinigami, but it also made many of them feel the feeling of increasing spiritual pressure in their bodies for a long time.
However, this kind of thing cannot continue forever. Matsumoto Rangiku can only do it once a week.
This rare trip to the training ground was also to see if there were any expedition members worthy of note, so that at least there would be a few subordinates to arrange matters during subsequent operations.
Even Shigekuni Yanasai reminded her many times in this regard, otherwise it would be time for the expedition team to enter Hueco Mundo to investigate intelligence.
It would be really bad if Rangiku Matsumoto, an empty-handed captain, can't handle anything by himself.
She really cared about this aspect, but after several major classes, she didn't see anyone who was particularly qualified, so she could only see who was more pleasing to her eyes and whose personality she liked more.
...
"Tsk tsk, is this the level?"
"My Zanpakutō is useless..."
Matsumoto Rangiku, who stretched out and moved his muscles, swayed his extremely powerful and elastic figure, which would definitely be an eye-catching tool if placed normally.
But here, there are death gods lying on the ground and wailing everywhere, and they have no intention of paying attention to these things.
The pain that penetrated their bones made it almost difficult for them to calm down their emotions and calm down, and there were screams of pain everywhere.
However, Matsumoto Rangiku obviously had no intention of relieving this pain.
Instead, he glanced at the members of the expedition team who had fallen on the ground, showing a hint of helplessness.
"Get used to it. This kind of pain is unbearable. How will you face so many dangers when you enter Hueco Mundo?"
With that said, she left the training ground in a dashing manner.
If someone hadn't passed by here later, no one would have known that a group of death gods had been wailing in pain for several hours.
Finally, he finally came to his senses.
And when they were finally freed, they fell into coma at the same time due to physical and mental exhaustion.
But no one noticed that their spirit, physical strength, and even spiritual pressure increased by a small amount after the pain subsided.
...
'Can't even the God of Death, who is already considered an elite, withstand this kind of power? '
On the way back, Matsumoto Rangiku was obviously a little distracted.
When she was trying her hand with the members of the expedition team just now, she did not reveal her Zanpakutō, but she had already used a little bit of the breath power of hell in her hands.
Each attack was adding such power, until finally everyone could no longer bear it and fell to the ground in pain.
If the human world belongs to the Yang world, then the Soul Society belongs to the underworld, but the underworld can also be divided into pure and turbid worlds. Soul Society is in the pure part, Hueco Mundo is in the chaotic neutral part, and the final hell is the turbid part.
The three parts of the underworld also represent the three parts of the power of death.
This is why the concept of Matsumoto Rangiku's 'Apostle of the Dead' is not complete yet, even though she has communicated with the power of hell.
But it's still not enough, Hueco Mundo's power is still the key, and it's the power of balance!
'It seems that it is necessary to explore Hueco Mundo...'
To truly form the three parts of the underworld into an effective whole, it can be said that Matsumoto Rangiku is still far away.
But at least it started with her.
A complete underworld is definitely an indescribable benefit to the world of the God of Death.
Maybe at some point in the future, the legendary 'Spirit King' who created the entire world will show its true form!
...
"disappeared?"
"A god of death has disappeared in the Yang world. This kind of thing is not big or small. It needs to be investigated clearly."
Yanasai Shigekuni received unexpected news in the Gotei 13, but he didn't take it too seriously.
"Let's arrange for a few reapers to visit the present world."
"That place seems to be the location of a certain heavy spirit, and the spiritual power is much stronger than other places."
After thinking about it for a while, Ryuzai Shigekuni seemed to remember.
"I remember, that place seems to be called..."
"Kakakura Town?"
Not far behind him, Byakuya Kuchiki, the captain of the Sixth Division, looked expressionless and indifferent.
After receiving consent, he bowed politely.
"Then Captain, I'm leaving now."
Seeing Kuchiki Byakuya's leaving figure, Yanasai Shigekuni's eyes also showed a glint.
'If I remember correctly...'
'There are many old acquaintances in Karakura Town! '
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
