A hoarse voice sounded not far from Zaraki Kenpachi.
He was a man who looked like a warrior, but only half of his body was left at this moment. He was wailing in pain and clawing at the ground with his hands, as if he was trying his best to escape from this hell.
puff--
A cold sword light passed by, blood spurted out like a pillar, and the man's body and head were separated.
Zaraki Kenpachi took back the sword in his hand with an expressionless expression.
This is a Zanpakutō that was picked up from a fallen Shinigami on the battlefield. It has no name, and there are many gaps on the blade under his constant use.
Zaraki Kenpachi wiped the blood on his face that obscured his vision, and seemed to be used to such things.
It is indeed something that I have become accustomed to.
These are the people who come to challenge him. Every once in a while, there will always be a group of overestimated guys who try to kill monsters like him and become famous. Unfortunately, these guys can't even get him interested.
thump.
The corpse moved.
Zaraki Kenpachi grasped the hilt of the sword again and looked towards the direction of the sound with interest.
Did he remember that he had killed everyone here? If someone could survive under his eyes, that would be a great skill.
But when he saw clearly the source of the sound, he felt extremely disappointed.
A young girl whose clothes were stained with blood was crawling out of the pile of corpses and coming towards him.
That's right, this is just a kid who can't even walk.
Although he doesn't know why such a child suddenly appears in such a place, Zaraki Kenpachi doesn't care about it at all. He just wants a strong opponent, and he doesn't even lift a knife against such a guy who can't even walk.
I have no interest at all.
But this girl didn't seem to be afraid of the murderous aura that killed countless people and the strong and nauseating smell of blood in him.
He stumbled up to him and stretched out his hand to touch the old Zanpakuto stained with blood.
"Little one...where do you come from?"
Zaraki Kenpachi asked subconsciously,
Although he knew that such a kid probably couldn't speak, "This is a knife, aren't you afraid?"
"hey-hey?"
The girl tilted her head and smiled, then raised her head and looked at him.
"Ah……"
This made Zaraki Kenpachi interested, "It's a thing used to kill people, and you will be killed by it too."
"Hey hey hey?"
The girl still smiled innocently, seemingly not frightened by his ferocious face stained with blood.
"What a weird little kid."
Zaraki Kenpachi chuckled, "Kid, what's your name?"
"?"
The girl still didn't answer.
This is a matter of course.
But Zaraki Kenpachi was still talking to himself, maybe because he hadn't talked to anyone for so long and finally found someone who could talk, so he was like this.
"No name?"
"I do not have either……"
Yes, he didn't have a name at that time.
And now there is.
"Baqianliu, I hope this is a unique name, and it will be yours from now on."
Zaraki Kenpachi chuckled and looked at the somewhat confused girl in front of him, "And my name is Kenpachi. This is a name that only the strongest Shinigami of this generation deserves. From today on, I will be called this name."
??????
"ha!"
Amid a mischievous and threatening sound, Zaraki Kenpachi slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the girl he met at that time. The name he gave her was - Kusuka Yachiru.
Because I picked it up on Caolu Street, I named it Caolu.
"Xiao Jian! Get up quickly!"
Kusuka Yachiru lowered his head and looked at Zaraki Kenpachi who opened his eyes and chuckled.
"Eight thousand streams."
Zaraki Kenpachi subconsciously called this girl's name.
"Okay! Xiaojian, you are finally alive!"
Kusaka Yachiru cheered when Kenpachi Zararaki finally responded, "I've sent Unohana over, it's almost time to arrive! As long as you're still alive, it'll be fine."
"Where are they?"
Zaraki Kenpachi didn't seem to care about the injuries on his body that were serious enough to kill ordinary people, but he was more concerned about the kid he was fighting with just now.
"I don't know, but they will definitely not die. They also have companions." Kusuka Yachiru replied.
"That's good." Kenpachi Zaraki raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "In this case, I can take revenge."
"Huh? What kind of revenge do you want?" Kusuka Yachiru looked confused.
"Who told me to lose?" Zaraki Kenpachi chuckled.
"Xiao Jian didn't lose!" Kuo Lu Ya Qian Liu heard this and immediately became unhappy (angry).
"Idiot, what an embarrassing expression you have." Zaraki Kenpachi looked at the girl rolling around beside him speechlessly.
"I don't care, you obviously didn't lose!" Yachiru Kusuka put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "They were fighting in a group! And even if the person who fell first loses, they are the ones who lose!"
"Well~it doesn't matter."
Zaraki Kenpachi chuckled.
"Do not laugh!"
Kusaka Yachiru puffed up his cheeks and patted this guy's face, "What's so funny? I'm telling the truth!"
"hehe……"
Zaraki Kenpachi smiled indifferently, recalling the last scene with Kurosaki Ichigo.
"Fighting side by side with the Zanpakutō...is the name of that sword...called Zangetsu? It does seem to be very powerful? If I know its name, can I become stronger too?"
As he said that, he raised his hand, and in his hand was the broken Zanpakutō that did not let go even after falling asleep.
He looked at the broken blade and remained silent for a long time.
"What's wrong with you? Xiaojian?"
Seeing Zaraki Kenpachi's strange look, Kusuka Yachiru asked with some confusion.
"nothing……"
Zaraki Kenpachi shook his head slightly, "But...do you still remember? Yachiru."
"What?"
"Do you still remember the name I gave you?"
"Of course I remember!" Kusuka Yachiru chuckled, "I even remember how many clouds were floating in the sky at that time!"
"What's wrong with you? You suddenly asked such a strange question?"
Kusaka Yachiryu was still confused.
"Don't talk yet..."
Zaraki Kenpachi's voice became weaker and weaker, and he stared blankly at the Zanpakutō in his hand.
"I have forgotten it for a long time... the pain without a name... others are calling each other's names, but I am not. What kind of feeling is it? I know this feeling best, but I do it
I did the same outrageous thing... Hey! Maybe you really have your own ideas, right? But next, you must tell me your name."
"..."
There was no answer.
"Tsk."
Looking at the unresponsive Zanpakuto in his hand, Zaraki Kenpachi smacked his lips lightly, "Sure enough, there is still no response..."
He slowly put his hands down and held his face. The expression on his face became a little painful for the first time, "Damn it... I want to become stronger too!"
"..."
Yachiru Kusuka stood aside silently, but at this moment, Kenpachi Zaraki did not notice that the expression on the girl's face became a little complicated.
It looked like sadness and confusion, but it soon turned into a gentle smile.
"You can do it, Xiaojian, let's become stronger together! Because I know...Xiaojian, you are the strongest person."
She said while the man in front of her had lost consciousness and passed out again due to excessive blood loss.
"That's what I say, but are you really ready?"
A joking voice suddenly sounded.
"who?"
Kusaka Yachiryu turned his head with a cold expression. When he saw the appearance of the person clearly, he still did not relax his vigilance, "So it's you... What did you mean by what you just said...?"
"Literally, I just want to ask you if you are ready..."
Xuan Hao, disguised as the 'Shiba Rock Eagle', shrugged slightly and approached as if nothing had happened, "Let him become stronger."
"Who the hell are you!?"
Kusaka Yachiru stood in front of this man, preventing him from getting even half a step closer to Zaraki Kenpachi.
Because this guy who obviously looked weak now felt extremely dangerous to her.
That was a secret she kept in her heart that only she knew, a secret that even Zaraki Kenpachi himself was not aware of, and now this secret seemed to have been easily penetrated by the stranger in front of her who had never met her before.
"Don't put on a scary face, it won't be cute."
Xuan Hao chuckled and stopped, "Am I wrong? When he truly regains his original strength, you will disappear, right? Do you think you are ready? Say goodbye to him."
The essence of this girl is completely invisible to him who possesses the law of 'creation'.
It's really a miracle...
Such a special being was born from the killing.
That's right, the essence of the girl in front of her is not a Shinigami, a Hollow, a Quincy, or any other human being. Her existence itself is a miracle, because her life is entirely constructed of 'reiatsu'.
The source of spiritual pressure is the broken Zanpakutō in Zaraki Kenpachi's hand and the power subconsciously sealed in his body.
Because she exists alone and has her own spiritual pressure, she can be regarded as a 'living' thing. Therefore, she is essentially different from those incarnations that purely rely on the power of the Zanpakutō and will dissipate once the spiritual power output of the Zanpakutō is lost.
the difference.
"!!"
Kusaka Yaqianliu's pupils shrank sharply, and his slender hands unconsciously touched the handle of the knife at his waist.
Sure enough, this man really saw through his secret.
"I told you not to get excited."
Xuan Hao chuckled and knelt down to put his hand on the handle of the knife that had not been unsheathed.
"!?"
Kusuka Yachiryu was in a daze because she couldn't react at all to how the man in front of her came so close.
Now she finally understood that she had been wrong before, and that being 'weak' was just a disguise for this man. In this case, it made sense that he was stabbed by her before but quickly became unscathed, because she had been attacked by this man from the beginning.
The man was playing tricks.
"what you up to?"
"Have you calmed down?"
Xuan Hao chuckled and let go, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions, I'm just curious about your existence. If you are willing to cooperate with my research, I can even help you solve your troubles, how about that?"
His intuition told him that this girl's 'existence form' would be very helpful for him to figure out how to truly create 'life'.
"Why should I trust you?"
Kusaka Yachiru frowned.
"Just...you can't beat me."
As he spoke, Xuan Hao stared at the girl in front of him with a smile, his eyes igniting a bright golden color that had not been seen for a long time.
"!?"
In a daze, Kusuka Yaqianliu felt that his consciousness was being swallowed up.
His entire soul seemed to be pulled out of his body by the man in front of him, then thrown into the vast universe to float aimlessly, and finally thrown back when he was almost out of breath.
"Hahaha……"
Breathing heavily, she raised her head and looked at the man with a smile on her face and eyes that had returned to normal.
In just a moment, she understood that this man was definitely not someone she could mess with. If he wanted to, he could even directly dominate everything about her. It was simply too kind to ask for her opinion now.
"It seems you already understand?"
Xuan Hao asked with a smile.
Without waiting for Kusuka Yachiru to answer, he gently rubbed the girl's head. To be honest, he felt quite bad about threatening a child like this, but this was the simplest and most direct method.
"Then, first of all, let me help treat your 'little sword''s injuries, right? Uzhihua won't come, and he will really die if you leave him alone.
"Ah? Oh...then...please."
Kusaka Yachiru nodded hesitantly.
"well……"
Seeing that the girl was still a little wary, Xuan Hao sighed slightly, "Don't worry, I'm really not a bad person. You will understand in the future."
With that said, he stretched out his hand and began to repair Zaraki Kenpachi's injuries.
The blood at the wound is gradually decomposed, while the torn body is repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the side, Kusuka Yachiru looked at such power in surprise. She could clearly feel that this was not a ghost, and even when everything was going on, not even a trace of spiritual pressure leaked out of the man's body.
"Who are you...?"
"Maybe someone who can change your destiny."
??????
There are four deep prisons in the Penitence Palace, with the prison at the top.
Rukia Kuchiki looked at the sky in the distance through the only gap in the room, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her expression extremely nervous.
"The sound... no... spiritual pressure... disappeared again..."
Although there was a distance between them, the movement outside was so loud that it was difficult for her not to notice it.
She knew that it was Ichigo Kurosaki who came to save her.
However, in the terrifying collision of spiritual pressure just now, Kurosaki Ichigo's spiritual pressure disappeared for a time, and then disappeared again after recovering.
Such changes made it impossible for her to judge the situation outside. The only thing she could know was that those who wanted to save themselves were probably encountering unimaginable difficulties.
"Is this really good? Do I really deserve someone else to bleed and risk my life to save me? Can you tell me..."
As she said that, she lowered her head in disappointment, "Mr. Haiyan..."
"I thought you could grow a little bit, but now it seems a bit disappointing..."
A voice came from behind, but it was not the voice that Kuchiki Rukia was expecting, but this voice rekindled her hope again.
"?!"
She turned her head blankly.
Sure enough, the only person she knew who could ignore the strict guard of the Sling Palace and come here was this man.
"Long time no see, Kuchiki Rukia."
Xuan Hao slowly walked towards this side.
Kuchiki Rukia was surprised to find that everything in the world seemed to be frozen except for herself and this man. This man was walking openly from the gate, while the guards guarding the prison seemed to be frozen.
Even breathing stopped.
"I thought you should be more determined."
As he spoke, Xuanhao's figure had already arrived within a stone's throw of Kuchiki Rukia, who was locked in a cage.
"These little guys are here, and I will definitely come too. You know it."
"But... I never thought they would still be injured." Rukia Kuchiki said with her head lowered.
"This is also where you are kind, so if you are disappointed, I will still save you," Xuan Hao said with a chuckle, "But kindness is kind, and you still have to understand some things. For example, if they don't experience some setbacks, will they be able to save you?"
There will be growth, and I don't just mean strength."
"I understand this."
Kuchiki Rukia calmed down her mood, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, "But can you guarantee that nothing will happen to them?"
"certainly."
Xuanhao answered confidently.
As long as you don't lose your mind, there will always be a way, right?
"Then I'll feel relieved."
Kuchiki Rukia relaxed, "So... what should I do next? You came here... just to see me, right?"
As she spoke, she stroked the spot on her chest, where the source of this farce lay - Beng Yu.
"It seems you understand what I'm here for."
A playful smile appeared on Xuan Hao's face.
Even if he forgot the details, he could not forget the ending of this farce. After all, it was one of the most impressive scenes...
So what kind of expression would Aizen look like when he wanted to take out the Bengyoku but ended up emptying it out?
When you stand in the sky and find someone in the sky, what kind of expression will you feel?
It’s really exciting.
Time starts to flow again.
Kuchiki Rukia sat dignifiedly in the prison in the eyes of the guards, but for some reason, she was obviously a death row prisoner, but she always had a soft smile on her face.
However, they didn't pay too much attention to it, just thinking that this girl smiled happily when she felt that someone was coming to save her.
After all, the collision of spiritual pressure just now was simply too terrifying.
"Huh...those terrifying spiritual pressures have finally disappeared."
"Yes, one of them belongs to Captain Zaraki, right? Since they have disappeared, it should be that he won, right?"
"Who knows... But no one came to our side, so that's the result, right? Speaking of which, the battle just now was really brutal. uukanshu.com www.uukanshu.com Almost all the buildings to the east of the Palace of Confession were destroyed.
Fortunately, it didn’t affect the cells here.”
"Hahahaha, look at your bears, are you that scary? You are still trembling. How can you be suppressed by spiritual pressure from such a distance? It's really useless."
"Stop talking sarcastically, you're still sweating profusely!?"
There were constant quarrels.
The Penitence Palace has returned to its original appearance, and nothing seems to have changed.
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