Soul Society, on top of a building not far from the time-stopping barrier.
On the edge of the roof, Yan Qishi clasped his hands in front of his chest. His lonely and fragile figure looked as beautiful as porcelain in the wind and rain.
The direction she was looking at was exactly in front of the time-stopping barrier used to protect Heather. The Soul King's left hand was fighting with the Soul King's right hand to the death. Today, only one of them could escape alive.
Heather, along with the state of the time-stopping barrier, kept jumping repeatedly between 'stasis' and 'acceleration', causing his clothes and hair to become stagnant and fluttering.
This is because the Soul King’s left hand, which controls ‘forward’, is competing with the Soul King’s right hand, which controls ‘Station’, for control of the battlefield.
Apart from the "Jinchuriki" on the Soul King's left and right hands, the only living person left on the battlefield was Haise. The remaining Shinigami and Quincy were all dead. After all, not everyone can stand up to the power of the two Soul Kings.
They can survive being pulled apart from each other.
At the top of the building in the distance, Qishi looked at the two huge hands in the distance. There was no emotion in the two children like black holes.
"Looks savage and deadly, right?"
Hearing the frivolous chat coming from behind, Qi Shi had no intention of turning around or answering, and still focused on the battlefield and Heather in the distance.
"Please, don't pretend to ignore me. This will hurt men's self-esteem."
The voice with a frivolous tone sounded again, this time closer.
Qishi still didn't look back, but said calmly: "Can you please stop chatting with me casually? You are not my type."
"Hey Hugh... you've climbed up."
The sound became closer. A slightly thin man climbed up to the top of the building where Qishi was, panting and patting the dust on his clothes.
He was wearing a rather exotic Quincy costume. His curly hair was combed back with only a strand in front of his forehead. His face was a typical Latino appearance and his body was thin. In addition to his exaggerated and funny expression, he looked
He looks harmless to humans and animals.
But this guy who looks so weak actually possesses one of the most bizarre abilities in the original Quincy.
Yaskin Nacrovar, the holy text is [D], which means [Death Dealing].
When he was still ten meters away from Qishi, Yaskin took the initiative to stop and spread his hands: "Wow, so cold. Although I advocate that 'a woman's value is reflected in her dress', I have to
Admit it, you are the type who is attractive enough without any dressing up. Are you interested in having a drink and waiting for them to finish?"
As he spoke, Yaskin took out a thermos flask and two ceramic cups from his shadow space, and shook them:
"Coffee with milk?"
Seeing that Qishi didn't respond, Yaskin shrugged his shoulders, sat down cross-legged and poured himself a cup of steaming milk coffee: "I'm not the type who likes fighting. If you can be quiet
I would be very grateful if I just stay here and wait for Penida and Ukitake Jushiro to decide the winner."
Bang! The cup fell to the ground, and the milk and coffee splashed everywhere.
A hole appeared in Yaskin's chest, allowing him to see the scenery behind him. He slowly fell to the ground, and blood formed a pool of blood under him.
Qishi never looked back from the beginning to the end. She just used a specially modified gun demon bullet stored in the [God's Nest] to suppress static blood to give Yaskin a little 'shut up and advise'. This guy
It was so noisy that Qishi couldn't concentrate on observing Heather's condition.
The scene suddenly became calm again.
Yaskin lay on the ground, secretly took the blood dripping from his body into his mouth and drank it, with a successful smile on his face.
Yes, that's it. Everyone looks down on me and thinks I'm an insignificant little person who can be manipulated at will. In the past, I might have been unhappy about this, but now I just hope that my enemies will despise me as much as possible.
As the blood was drunk, invisible forces began to penetrate the area, including of course the Qishi who was inside.
[Lethal dose], this is an ability that cannot directly launch an attack, but controls the amount of substances (nutrients) ingested by organisms that are necessary to kill a person.
When an organism ingests more than a certain amount of a certain substance, it will cause death. Depending on the type of organism, growth stage, method of ingesting the substance, individual ingestion period, etc., it is impossible to calculate the correct value. Therefore, generally speaking, it is based on [
The concept of "50% lethal dose" (the amount of a substance that would cause half of the deaths of living creatures in a certain state).
Tetrodotoxin is 0.01mg/kg, nicotine is 1 to 7mg/kg, caffeine is 200mg/kg, and vitamins are g/kg.
Yaskin deliberately creates a helpless posture to close the distance with the opponent and bring him into the effective range of the lethal dose. He uses the medium to induce the opponent to hurt himself to trigger the designated substance, and accurately rebounds in the mind according to the different physiques of each opponent.
It produces a completely lethal dose and arbitrarily adjusts the value of the specified substance up or down to a half-lethal dose, destroys half of the opponent's cell activity and physiological functions, makes the opponent so painful that it is difficult to move, and then slowly kills it.
It sounds very troublesome. To put it simply, Yaskin takes in a certain amount of a certain substance (spiritus, blood, air, hostile spiritual pressure, etc.) to control the substance within a range and reduce the creature's resistance to the substance.
Resistance'. If the enemy also ingests or possesses the substance, it will be fatal.
Now, what Yaskin is ingesting is [blood], and what is being reduced is the lethal amount of blood in the seven entities. The more blood that can originally support her activities, once more circulates in her body, the closer she will be to death.
After setting the attack time to 3 seconds, and seeing that her weight is about 34kg to 38kg, let’s set the lethal volume of blood to 1.5 liters.
Ahead, Qishi's figure swayed slightly and looked back at Yaskin in confusion.
"Is it uncomfortable? Does it feel fatal? It doesn't matter, I can understand it, because I am the same."
Yaskin touched the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly got up from the ground. The blood hole in his chest had long since healed:
"You can't tell whether you are standing or lying down anymore, right? This is also fatal in a fight."
With one hand on his hips and the other hand pointing at Qishi in the air, Yaskin showed a sarcastic smile:
"I'm sorry, you probably can't hear what I'm saying. I'm really sorry that you lost to a little person like me. I can feel it. You probably don't take me seriously, whether it's talking or speaking.
I look like a little guy with my attitude, right? That doesn’t really matter. Although I used to be quite concerned about it, recently I started to think that it was also my strength, and I often told myself this..."
While chattering, he walked towards Qi Shi who was standing still. Yaskin unfolded the molecular folding spiritual bow on his wrist and aimed at Qi Shi's forehead:
"For the last time, let me let the enemy get close to you without understanding the enemy's abilities during the battle. This is the reason for your 'death'. Goodbye~"
Snap!
Yaskin's arm and the bow and arrow were silently chopped into several pieces and fell to the ground.
He was stunned at first, then screamed and jumped back quickly, covering the broken part of his arm tightly, looking at Qishi in disbelief: "You...impossible, how could someone survive such an astonishing amount of lethal blood?"
Activity?"
Not far from him, Qishi put down her slender palms as white as lotus roots and said in an indifferent tone: "You are really noisy. Thanks to you, it reminds me of that unforgettable time."
"What are you talking about! Why aren't you dead yet!?" Yaskin didn't understand what Qizhi was talking about, what unforgettable time it was? What does it have to do with me?
"You only need to understand one thing - the 'lethal dose' you are so proud of is a precious experience that I have experienced every moment for more than 20 years. I want to die but can't. It's such a wonderful thing
Feelings, I sincerely invite you to come and experience it too.”
Nanami tilted her head, and a kunai shining with black electric light appeared in her hand: