750. He has always been good at reading comprehension
"Team...captain?"
Ohmaeda Kichiyo looked at Suihou's appearance with confusion on his face.
"Is this the captain's swastika?"
This was the first time he saw the captain's swastika, but...
How on earth is that shape used for fighting?
Perhaps because he was used to how Zombie Bee fought in daily life, he couldn't react for a moment when he saw Zombie Bee holding a heavy weapon.
When Zarp was first solved, it was an extremely small Zanpakutō. It could be said that it was completely designed for assassination. After Zarp became the captain of the "Stealth Maneuver" unit, it became almost iconic.
But...now the Zombie in front of Ohmaeda Kichiyo is holding a heavy weapon that is taller than herself. This makes Ohmaeda Kichiyo completely confused about how the captain can fight with such a heavy weapon, holding such a heavy weapon.
Can heavy things really move flexibly?
"Wait...what is that?"
Suddenly, he saw the silver-white strip of cloth wrapped around Broken Bee's waist. This strip of cloth tied Broken Bee's entire body to the tall building below him.
And this is not an ordinary cloth strip, but a 'silver counter strip', which is a steel-like cloth used to make armor. Its strength and weight are far beyond the comparison of ordinary cloth.
"this……"
Kichiyo Ohmaeda's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
"With such a heavy weapon... and using that kind of fabric to fix yourself to a building? How on earth are you going to fight..."
Perhaps the situation was too critical and his brain completely shut down.
"Are you surprised..."
Zhifeng adjusted her breathing and asked calmly. She didn't know whether she was asking Oh Maeda Kichiyo or the opposite Bailegang who was also confused about her posture at this moment.
"If possible... I hope the battle can be ended without using Swastika..."
"Oh? So my strength is still worthy of your attention, right?" Bailegang smiled with interest.
Broken Bee ignored such ridicule and continued to explain: "This 'Swastika' goes against my insistence on being a 'stealth maneuverer'... Its size is too huge, so it cannot be hidden, and its attack power...
...To call it an 'assassination' would be too much of an exaggeration."
As he spoke, Broken Bee fixed his posture and aimed the dissected Sparrow Bee at the target in front of him as if setting up a missile.
That's right... the swastika posture of the Zombie Bee is indeed a missile cannon.
In an instant, spiritual pressure continued to rise as if it was being ignited. Along with a line of smoke, the missiles set up on Shattering Bee's arms flew out. The powerful recoil pushed her whole body away. This terrifying force even
The 'silver counter-bars' used to forge the armor could not hold up, and they broke without being able to hold her body.
boom--
The missile hit Balegang instantly, and the light of the explosion immediately filled the entire battlefield.
The Shattering Bee's body was flying upside down like a kite with its string broken.
boom!
Just before she was about to hit the far wall, Omaeda Kichiyo rushed to catch her and used a flesh pad to save her life, now completely incapacitated.
"Did it succeed..."
Broken Bee tiredly raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the explosion.
It was filled with smoke and no one knew the outcome.
"It must have been successful...Captain..."
Kichiyo Ohmaeda looked at the terrifying destructive power and sighed in his heart, "Why didn't you say you had such a trump card before?"
"Stop blabbering...let me go, it feels so disgusting."
Broken Bee broke away from the embrace of the 'meat pad' behind him, knelt on one knee and panted violently.
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"Hello."
Looking at the ice flowers blooming in the distance and the violent explosion, Stark turned his head and asked Kyōraku Shunsui across from him, "Are your so-called 'Swastikas' such powerful things?"
"This..."
Kyōraku Shunsui scratched his face, "After all, the swastika is our 'God of Death''s last trick. I think each one should be similar, right?"
"Oh? Are you being modest or telling the truth?"
Stark looked a little distrustful of the frivolous man in front of him.
Yes, even though the time we spent together was short, he had already figured out the personality of the god of death in front of him.
This guy's words are all perfunctory, and he can't believe anything he says, especially about his own strength.
"So compared to your swastika and the swastika of these two guys, who is more powerful?"
"Well..." Jingraku Shunsui pulled up the brim of his hat, looking a little distressed, "How should I put it? Today's young people are so powerful... They are so powerful at a young age... Give them a few hundred more years.
Time should be able to surpass me, right?"
"Humph, is that true? You are indeed the most troublesome among these people, except for that old man."
Stark hummed softly, his eyes becoming dangerous, "So... you still don't plan to show your strength?"
"Is there really no need to discuss it?" Kyoryaku Shunsui asked.
"I'm just as worried about trouble as you are, but the current situation... it just doesn't make sense if you don't take it seriously." Stark replied calmly.
As he spoke, his aura disappeared.
"Hey... okay."
Seeing that Stark seemed to have lost his patience and his breath became frightening, Kyoryu Shunsui could only sigh helplessly.
He looked down at Ukitake Jushiro who was teasing Lilynite.
Then, he unbuttoned his printed robe.
"Ukitake!"
"Um?"
Ukitake's face was covered by the robe that was thrown down, and he was almost successfully attacked by Lilynit.
"Hey, hey, hey! You guy!"
"Hahaha, okay, help me get it."
Jingraku Shunsui chuckled, and gradually his expression became serious.
"I have to start...seriously dealing with this guy in front of me..."
Qiang——
The sound of metal friction sounded.
Stark looked at Jingraku Shunsui in front of him expressionlessly: "Yes, if you don't take it seriously, I won't show mercy anymore... Because now, I really want to see if your 'Swastika' is the same as that
The two gods of death are equally powerful."
Although he said this, what made both Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro puzzled was that... at this moment, Stark was not drawing the sword, but putting away the blade.
"What does it mean?"
The two of them looked at each other in confusion. This Arrancar clearly seemed to be serious, so why did he suddenly withdraw his sword? If he was to perform 'Return to the Blade', shouldn't he draw his sword?
Soon, Stark gave the two people an answer.
"Linette, come back."
"!? Don't...don't be so loud...you're going to scare me!"
At his call, Lilinite, who was being teased by Ukitake Jushiro, was slightly startled, and hurried back to Stark as if she was frightened, without her usual arrogance at all.
"Forehead?"
Seeing Stark calling Lilynite back, Kyungraku Shunsui was confused, "Didn't you say you want to fight me seriously? Why did you call her here?"
"The two of us are one."
Stark answered unabashedly and calmly, and while speaking, his hand was already caressing Lilynette's head.
"When evolving from a Hollow to an Arrancar, other Arrancars divide the Hollow's power into two parts: the body and the sword, but we are divided into two separate individuals. Only when we become one again...
Only then will power be liberated.”
"!
!”
The depressing and horrifying spiritual pressure suddenly descended upon the two of them at the moment of physical contact, causing Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō to shrink.
"'Hua Tian Kuanggu'..."
On one side of Kyoryaku Shunsui's face, he instantly released the Zanpakutō in his hand.
However, it seemed a bit unsatisfactory for Shijie to face the terrifying spiritual pressure in front of him.
"Chasing him - the 'Wolves'."
Keyartai Stark symbolizes 'loneliness', but can disperse his soul into a 'pack of wolves'.
After the dust stirred up by the violent spiritual pressure dispersed, a figure resembling a hunter hunting a wolf emerged.
At this moment, Stark is holding a musket-shaped weapon in each hand, and the weapon is transformed by Lilynite. In other words... Lilynite is his real weapon. When he was entangled with Kyoraku Shunsui just now, in fact,
He is 'unarmed'.
"Then... let's go, Lilynette."
After finishing returning to the sword, Stark raised the two muskets in his hands and said calmly.
"..."
There was a silence in response to him.
"?"
"why do you ignore me?"
This awkward atmosphere made Stark feel very shameless, so...
"boom!"
"Ah! It hurts!"
He suddenly raised the musket and hit it on the head. The hardness of the steel skin at the level of 'ten blades' made Lilynite scream.
"It hurts me so much! If you break my head, how can you be responsible? Stark! You idiot!"
"It's so noisy! Who told you to ignore me?"
Because of Lilynette's sudden howl, Stark turned his head and frowned slightly.
"And with your current shape, how do I know which side is the head?"
"I've said it many times! The pointy side is the head..."
"..."
Stark was unmoved, and stretched out his hand to stuff the butt of the musket. If the gun didn't need to be loaded with bullets, perhaps this action would appear very serious.
"It hurts, it hurts! It hurts me so much! What are you doing, Stark, you pervert! Where is my butt! You must have done it on purpose, right!?" Lilynite, who turned into a gun, shouted angrily. If she
He still maintains his human form, but his face is probably flushed.
"Okay...Young Master——"
"Um?"
Stark just wanted to end this boring quarrel and seriously deal with the two Death Gods in front of him, but who knew that the two opposite him seemed to be more anxious than him.
Well...he can understand it. After all, who can not be anxious when faced with the terrifying spiritual pressure after his death?
The light in front of Stark's eyes suddenly dimmed, and it was the hat thrown by Kyoraku Shunsui that blocked his vision.
The next moment, Kyōraku Shunsui's figure appeared in an instant, and the Zanpakutō in his hand fell mercilessly.
"snort."
Seeing the hat being split into two, time seemed to slow down in Stark's eyes.
His expression gradually became expressionless, and his figure began to move.
Whoosh——
In an instant, the distance between the two was widened, and Kyoraku Shunsui's Zanpakutō fell into the void.
"To actually attack while we are talking...this is really..."
"Hehe! 'Not good enough to be happy'!"
Kyoraku Shunsui smiled and waved his Zanpakutō again, interrupting the other party's conversation without caring, and launched a pursuit.
The two blades cut through the air, creating a fierce storm. The diffuse wind and dust instantly separated the two people, making them unable to see each other.
"!"
Surrounded by the storm, Stark's eyes narrowed, and his spiritual energy focused on the musket in his hand.
"above."
He raised his head indifferently and saw Kyōraku Shunsui coming down from the sky with a pair of swords.
"'Brand Ghost'."
Jing Le Shunshui's face was calm, and the two swords crossed and fell.
And Stark also raised his musket.
boom.
"!"
The bullets coming at a rapid speed made Kyōraku Shunsui feel the danger and he had to stop his movements to dodge.
This was just a tentative attack. Without going all out, he obviously couldn't outrun the musket in Stark's hand. This was probably the so-called 'times have changed'.
"It's so outrageous that you launched an attack before I finished speaking. Mr. Captain, you can't play like this, can you?"
Stark continued what he had just said, and at the same time, Kyōraku Shunsui, who continued to lock the muzzle and dodge, fired another shot.
boom.
"!"
Kyōraku Shunsui dodged the ‘bullet’ by turning sideways, leaving scorch marks on his sleeves.
"Oops... I originally planned to kill you with one blow... but now it seems it's not that easy..."
"Stop playing around, okay? I've already become serious..."
Stark's tone was full of helplessness.
This was the first time he faced an opponent of the same type as himself.
Did the enemy I fought with before feel like this? I was obviously very serious about deciding the winner, but the opponent still looked carefree. He was really inexplicably angry...
"I know, I know... I probably feel that you are serious."
Jingraku Shunsui patted the dust on his sleeves and felt helpless, "Is this a 'false flash'? Tsk tsk... Before Gui Ren, he could use the false flash without any prelude, and now he can even use it through the gun in his hand."
When fired, the speed and power have increased a lot... By the way, can your gun shoot anything else?"
"No." Stark replied calmly.
"You're telling me now? You are really... surprisingly honest..." Kyōraku Shunsui touched his conscience again.
The other party is already so sincere, but he is still paddling. Isn't it a bit too much?
Um……
He looked at Captain Yamamoto on the other side and Aizen who was 'trapped' by the flames, and his conscience suddenly no longer hurt.
"Honest? I just don't think this is something that needs to be concealed."
Stark raised his musket again, "It's you... I've gone through such trouble to free myself... You should also use the swastika to show me, right?"
"..."
The air fell into silence.
Kyōraku Shunsui, who was pointed at the gun, still looked lazy, "Don't be so serious..."
"Isn't the strength I'm showing now enough to make you take it seriously?" Stark's reading comprehension has always been good.