A foreigner's journey

In 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 on his chest. His lonely and fragile figure looked as beautiful as porcelain in the wind and rain.

The direction she was looking at was right 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 and the state of the Time Stop Barrier also kept jumping repeatedly between 'stasis' and 'acceleration', causing his clothes and hair to freeze for a while and flutter for a while.

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 'Jinchuuriki' on the Soul King's left and right hands, the only living person left on the battlefield was Haise, and all the remaining Shinigami and Quincy were dead. After all, not everyone can survive under the pull of two spiritual kings.

At the top of the building in the distance, Qishi looked at the two huge hands in the distance, and there was no emotion in her black hole-like pupils.

"Looks savage and deadly, right?"

Hearing the frivolous chat coming from behind, Qi Shi had no intention of turning around or answering, her eyes still focused on the battlefield and Heather in the distance.

"Please, don't pretend to ignore me. This will hurt a man's self-esteem."

The voice with a frivolous tone sounded again, this time closer.

Qishi still didn't look back, but said lightly: "Can you please stop chatting with me casually? You are not my type."

"Hey... you've climbed up."

The sound became closer. A slightly thin man struggled to climb 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, with his curly hair combed back casually, leaving only a strand in front of his forehead. His face was typical of a Latino appearance, and his body was thin. Except for the slightly exaggerated and funny expression, he looks harmless.

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 about 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 that , 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."

Snapped! The cup fell to the floor, and the milky coffee spilled 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 was so noisy that Qishi couldn't concentrate on observing Heather's condition.

The scene returned to calm for a while.

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 felt unhappy about this, but now I just hope that my enemies will despise me as much as possible.

As the blood was drunk, invisible power 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 manipulates 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 substance, it can cause death. It is impossible to calculate the correct value due to differences in the type of organism, growth stage, substance ingestion method, individual organism ingestion period, etc. Therefore, generally speaking, the concept of "half lethal dose" is used (the amount that causes half of the deaths of living creatures in a certain state if a substance is given to them).

Tetrodotoxin is 0.01mg/kg, nicotine is 1 to 7mg/kg, caffeine is 200mg/kg, and vitamin C is 12,000mg/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 designated 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 consumes 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. patience'. There is a fatal risk if an enemy also ingests or possesses the substance.

Now, what Yaskin takes in is [blood], and what he reduces is the lethal amount of blood in the seven entities. The more blood that originally allowed her to circulate in her body, the closer she would 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 feel it, because I feel the same way."

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 on his lips:

"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 advantage. I often tell 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 the enemy get close to you without understanding the enemy's abilities during the battle. This is the reason for your 'death'. Bye~"

Snap!

Yaskin's arm, bow and arrow were silently split 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 lethal amount of 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' that 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 cannot die, 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:

"[Speak harshly to me, Ju]."

Thanks to Murloc’s Elemental Soup for the 500 starting coins