"Cut off the name but not the flesh!"
Haer does not fight with physical instincts. He uses the observation of all things, the rules of composition among spirit particles, and his own knowledge to calculate and calculate everything in the universe, and then reveals the skills of spirit particles.
forming.
The crisis he felt was not a physically terrifying crisis, but a sense of the incalculable unknown, and he was trapped in a state of incomprehensible calculation that could not comprehend the universe.
Haier just turned his head and saw a bald figure holding a huge brush and slashing at his back.
The person holding the brush has a broad face, thick eyebrows and a chest-length beard, a broad nose, and a tall build. He wears a death-defying uniform and a white wide-sleeved coat with the Zero Squadron emblem embroidered on the back.
Haori, with a large crimson rosary hanging around her neck, wearing high-heeled clogs, her eyes as white as bells.
Ichibei of the Military Chief's Department!
Born in the chaotic world millions of years ago, he was one of the few special life forms at that time. He was the same generation as the Spirit King and the ancestor of the five nobles.
The leader of the Royal Agent Zero Squadron, the name "Eye Monk" given by the Soul King means "calling out the true name", so it is also written as "calling the monk by the true name". He is the original namer of all things in the Soul Society.
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Haer did not expect that before he could fight up to the Soul King's Palace, the leader of the Royal Special Agent Zero Squadron who was guarding the Soul King, Ippei, would come down to attack him.
Hai Er frowned slightly and wanted to step away from the brush attack of the monk whose real name was Monk, but his ankle was tightly clamped by Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni with spiritual pressure and strength. After a moment of delay, Hai Er felt
He was hit in the back and scratched with a large brush.
But...it wasn't a lot of pain.
'Peng'
Haer leaned forward, his eyes widened, shock flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt that he had encountered something weird that was difficult to calculate. The three thousand worlds were shaken, as if he was hit by a monk with his real name from behind.
, appeared in the sky in front of Haer.
Of the three thousand dark spheres representing the three thousand worlds, fifteen hundred dark spheres began to tremble, became illusory, and quickly disappeared, overflowing with the remaining spirit energy absorbed previously.
A thin ocean of spiritual seeds appeared near the remaining 1,500 dark spheres and was subconsciously absorbed. At the same time, Urahara Kisuke's barrier also absorbed part of it and discharged it outside.
Then something even weirder happened in Haile's heart.
Haier felt that only half of his name was left, and he was completely confused as to what was going on.
He tentatively used the remaining 1,500 worlds to do calculations and tried to eliminate all interference. It seemed to be effective, but it seemed to be ineffective.
Because at this moment, his name is: Hai
His name was cut in half.
And...he thought it was very reasonable!
It seems that he was born with the name Hai.
Of course.
He was in a state where he knew that his name had been chopped off in half, but felt it was reasonable.
This weird feeling set off alarm bells in Haixing's heart.
In the distance, Aizen, who was looking at Noble Street, slightly squinted his eyes in the black-framed black mirror, looked at the back of the tall monk with his true name in the barrier, and said with a subtle face:
"Does even such a person have to come out to deal with Hai? Hai may be in trouble."
Aizen frowned, always feeling something was wrong, but for a while, he couldn't find any reason, so he could only frown more and more.
Ichimaru Gin, who was beside him, responded with a smile: "I have great confidence in Kai."
Mantra Spirituality Academy Office.
Among the students who were evacuating, Rangiku held her slender fists on her chest, praying with a worried look on her face: "Hurry..."
She prayed, her head tilted, her eyebrows suddenly raised, and doubts arose... Why did she feel that the name was so weird?
"Did you find it? But it's no use!
Dye it black! Ichimonji!"
Behind Hai, the real name is Monk. The thick beard on his face opens and closes his mouth, as if he is laughing loudly, opening his mind, without giving Hai any chance to breathe.
With a stern look on his face, his right hand slashed with his Zanpakutō towards Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni, who was grabbing his ankle.
‘Zheng——’
Shi Jie Jiefang, whose real name is Monk, moved very quickly, and it seemed that every step of Hai's actions was understood by him.
After the liberation, the tip of the writing brush at the front changed into a blade, and there was no feeling of anything similar to spiritual pressure. When Hao's Zanpakutō broke in, the blades collided, preventing Hao from killing Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni.
When Hai looked up, he saw the monk whose real name was his wide mouth, seemingly hearty smile, and a pair of white eyes that made people feel numb.
"Your sword no longer has a name!" The monk who called him by his real name said with a wide grin and his eyes were a little scary.
The true name of the monk's Haigai Zanpakutou is still the same as "cutting the name but not the flesh", but it extends to the ability to "lose the name" of the black things touched by the blade. If the opponent's weapon loses its name, it will not be able to exert its power.
Hao's Zanpakutō corresponds to Kuro, whose real name is Monk. The moment the blade touched, the Zanpakutō in Hai's hand took on a strange state and disintegrated into spirit children.
"Is it black?"
A kind of strange black color, which belongs to the entanglement of color rules that appears in the sight of living beings, was noticed by Haike. He savored it carefully and thought deeply.
He had never encountered this kind of weird ability before, with abnormal spiritual pressure. It seemed to be an established rule, as long as the spiritual pressure covered it, he would be hit.
Attacking based on the color of the appearance involves the spirit entanglement rules related to color, which Haike was not able to analyze for a while.
"Yes!"
The monk who called him by his true name opened his mouth and answered as if laughing. He continued to wave the word in his hand, just in time to kill Haile completely when he was at his weakest.
The fifteen hundred worlds in the sky began to tremble and become illusory, with vaguely blue spiritual energy heads emerging, and the dark sphere seemed to be about to disappear.
But the next moment, the dark sphere was stabilized again, and it existed steadily.
The Zanpakutō, which was as black as Tang Hengdao, emerged from Hai's hand again, extending to the tip of the knife.
"Has all the blackness been disintegrated? Just the blackness recognized within the horizon can be disintegrated and entangled to form the black microscopic particles inside. All the foundations that constitute the blackness in the eyes have been disintegrated.
From the blackness on the surface to the essential microscopic particle structure." Hai held the Zanpakutō again and said with a slight frown:
"There is also the effect of erasing the Zanpakutō's name, causing the Zanpakutō to lose its ability, but this is not important. Just at the moment when the Zanpakutō is about to disappear and the Zanpakutō's ability is about to dissipate, I draw it from my Zanpakutō again.
Hajime deduced the name of his Zanpakutō.
Moreover, it will be useless even if you remove my Zanpakutō name again, my first enlightenment was opened because of the Zanpakutō, not because of the Zanpakutō."
With slightly frowning eyebrows, Hai looked at the monk who was waving a word of his real name.
The monk whose real name was called his face froze for a moment, with a bit of horror in his heart.
He is so terrible!
This chapter has been completed!