Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes and waved the dust around him with his hand. He saw the figure of Hail in the hazy dust, chasing the god of death into the woods.
From the first time I met him in the Gobi, he just used stones to knock himself out from behind the tree trunk. Then he went to the village entrance to kill several adults easily, killed Dongdu, and captured the Cherry Blossoms from Dongdu.
Once out of control, Po Po has the potential to destroy Buddhas when he encounters them, and to kill gods when he encounters gods.
Especially in the battle with Urahana Jiro, he learned Shunpo after watching it twice and killed a Hollow he had never seen before. Now he is directly facing the controller of Soul Society, Death, and learned it directly in front of Death.
The ghost path that is exclusive to the God of Death makes even the God of Death flee in panic. He is getting stronger and stronger. This kind of strength is simply without reason and goes beyond common sense.
No matter how rational Ichimaru Gin was, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration that was hard to compare with Haer.
It seems that this person should be looked up to from the moment he appears in the world.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
The dust gradually dissipated, and everyone who had just been overwhelmed by Urahana Ichiro's spiritual pressure stood up one after another with horror and shock. They kept fanning the dust and coughing.
Ishino, the burly man with a Chinese character who was the first to surrender to Haier, quickly stood up with a panic-stricken look on his face.
He did not expect that even the god of death behind Urakajiro, Uraka Ichiro, could not defeat Haier, and was even chased and killed by Haier.
He could almost predict his fate.
After getting up, he hurriedly ran away in other directions outside the village.
Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes and saw Ishino running away.
In the past few days, under the almost tailor-made teachings of Haer, he has developed his own potential and can control spiritual power. No ordinary adult will be his opponent anymore.
He might not be able to defeat an official Death God, but when faced with an adult who surrenders to a traitor, it might not be a bad thing for him to be the first person he kills with his spiritual power.
Just as Ichimaru Gin was preparing to use his spiritual power to increase his leg speed, he wanted to chase after Ishino.
Sudden.
In front of him appeared a god of death wearing a death tyrant costume.
Masaki Seinosuke has a handsome face, and the person he admires the most is Aizen. Every word and every action he takes, he deliberately imitates Aizen's demeanor and movements.
Looking at Ichimaru Gin in the same way that Aizen looked at him with gentle and encouraging eyes, Masaki Seinosuke smiled slightly and fixed his eyes on Rangiku, who was squinting and dusting himself.
"This is Aizen-sama's goal." Masaki Seinosuke glanced at Rangiku, but didn't see anything special about Rangiku.
But Aizen-sama always has his own rules when it comes to everything he does, so how could he possibly be able to guess it himself?
Masaki Seinosuke didn't hesitate to take action.
"who are you?"
Ichimaru Gin's heart froze, and he stopped just as he was about to chase Ishino, but he didn't expect that besides Uraka Ichiro, there was actually a Shinigami.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the Shinigami with his attention on Rangiku, Ichimaru Gin drew his sword without hesitation. With a clanking sound, he pulled out the sword. The blade glowed with the light of the spirit and he quickly pointed towards it.
It was cut down by Masaki Makinosuke.
He had already figured out that this god of death was targeting Rangiku.
At this moment, Ichimaru Gin's mind flashed with the figure of Hal chasing Urahana Ichiro.
Is it to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
Hale deserved what they did.
Is it to get Rangiku?
Why?
A series of doubts accompanies Ichimaru Gin pulling out the Ochoten and slashing it towards Demasaki Seinosuke.
"One of the broken paths: Chong!"
Masaki Seinosuke has a bit of Aizen's indifferent contempt, he doesn't even draw his sword, he slightly lifts the scabbard and sings the ghost path.
The power of Chong, one of the broken paths, burst out from the back of his hand holding the scabbard, impacting Oachōten who was slashing at Ichimaru Gin, scattering the spirit waves on the sword.
"Um!"
Ichimaru Gin groaned, and a huge impact force was transmitted from Oachangten's sword body, shaking away the spirit he had condensed. Dachangten was lifted up by the shock. He could hardly hold the hilt of the sword, and his hands kept moving.
Trembling, the palms of his hands were torn open and blood flowed out.
The impact force hadn't disappeared yet, it hit Uchimaru Ginger's body and sent him flying.
Ichimaru Gin's thin body fell ten meters away, and rolled on the ground for another three or four meters before he stuck his fingers into the mud to stop the rolling momentum, and he knelt down half-kneeling to endure the pain in his chest.
, coughed out a mouthful of blood, raised his head with a dirty face covered in mud, and narrowed his eyes into slits.
"silver!"
Rangiku's face changed in shock and she wanted to run over.
Masaki Seinosuke calmly patted her back with the scabbard of his sword, knocking Rangiku unconscious. He grabbed the clothes on her back with his other hand and pulled Rangiku's thin body up even further.
"Who are you? Why do you want to catch Rangju?"
Ichimaru Gin was half-kneeling, with his fingers stuck in the sand, and his squinted eyes flashed with fierce eyes.
At this moment, he only regretted that he met Haer too late.
Even if he had met Hail a few months ago, practiced the breathing method Hail mentioned, and explored his own potential, he would not have been knocked away by this god of death with a single move.
At that moment, he realized how perverted Haer was, and how he was able to learn and improve his skills in this kind of battle, forcing a god of death to escape step by step.
And I... was beaten away!
hateful!
It just so happened that when I had just discovered my spiritual power, when I was most powerless, weak, and unable to protect my companions, an unmatched enemy appeared!
Masaki Seinosuke just glanced at Gin Ichimaru casually and had no intention of answering.
He accepted Aizen's mission, but Aizen-sama was still waiting for him in the forest, and he had no time to answer a child's question.
He picked up Rangiku and turned around to leave.
When Ichimaru Gin saw that Masaki Seinosuke was about to leave, he said coldly with a fox-like mouth: "Your companion will die, aren't you afraid that he will come back and settle the score with you?"
“Tsk~~~”
Masaki Seinosuke sneered, laughing very loudly, with a strong look of contempt on the corners of his mouth.
"You don't know what you're facing?"
He sneered and said something, then used Shunpo, picked up Rangju and appeared in the air the next moment, running towards the forest.
Ichimaru Gin was furious with hatred, gritting his teeth tightly, and through the cracks in his squinted eyes, there was lingering anger in his light blue eyes.
"You don't know what you are facing."
He climbed up from the ground, covering his chest with great pain, and held the blood he coughed up in his hands.
Ichimaru Gin drew an arrow on the ground, endured the pain, and ran in the direction of Masaki Seinosuke, dripping obvious blood as a mark along the way.