Death: This Death is not serious

Aozaki Shingetsu's expression remained unchanged. No matter how many people came, it was useless. The moment they saw the hypnotic ritual of Jinghua Shuiyue, they could not get rid of it.

An unconscious cognitive change occurred in everyone's brain.

Half of the guards and death warriors present began to have green skin. The orange-red eye sockets were the symbol of monsters, and their bodies were instinctively occupied by fear.

They didn't even notice the abnormal change in the scene, but just raised their swords and chopped their teammates with all their strength.

In everyone's vision, in the shadow at the end of the corridor, Aozaki Shingetsu retracted his Zanpakuto, and his figure gradually disappeared.

The overwhelming storm and the hordes of monsters, each of the guards and death warriors was in such an environment, they had no way out.

The guards and death warriors rushed forward, facing the fear of death, which made their adrenaline soar. They jumped up one after another, and the Zanpakuto flashing with cold light crisscrossed in the air, the spiritual pressure pierced the air, and the scattered blue spirits adhered to the blade.

Madness made them exert extraordinary combat power, but unfortunately, their butcher knives were aimed at the wrong people. No matter how hard they fought, it was not Aozaki Mayu who was injured in the end.

Aozaki Mayu shuttled through the crowd, avoiding the chaos of the guards, and occasionally used the power of the broken jade to virtualize the fallen guards.

Something that came easily.

Anyway, he would die, so it was better to use his remaining energy for him before he died.

The structure of the attic was hollow. Aozaki Mayu jumped out of the corridor and leaped into the empty air. The spirit particles quickly gathered under his feet and became footholds.

He used these footholds to walk in the air, and the spiritual pressure perception covering the entire attic guided him forward.

Facing this group of mad death gods who didn't want to die, he would be more relaxed if he gestured, but it was completely unnecessary.

Let them kill each other, the effect would be the same, and the result of death would fall completely on them.

A smile appeared on the corner of Aozaki Mayu's mouth. A guy with spiritual pressure comparable to his two senior brothers approached.

He just ignored a strange thing. The Tsunayashiro family lacked an important fighting force.

To be precise, in the current situation, this fighting force is indispensable.

The air was faintly white, like thick fog.

It was raining heavily, but walking in the rain made people feel stuffy.

Even in the middle of summer, the air should not be so hot.

Metastasia and others did not run away. They fell down at the same time with explosive flames on their bodies, turning into ashes and floating in front of Tsunayashiro Tokinada. For a moment, he felt refreshed.

Tsunayashiro Tokinada slightly raised the corner of his mouth. This scene had a sense of déjà vu, using the power of the strongest death god to kill the death god.

He suddenly smelled a familiar smell, a cold and sinful smell.

On the day he lost the body of that woman, he smelled the same smell, the stench emanating from the expressionless old people.

The coldness of ice and snow came from under his feet.

The body of that woman should belong to him, it was his toy, but it was taken away by those old guys, and then disappeared forever on a snowy day decades ago.

Fear suddenly exploded in Tsunayashiro Tokinada's heart, and the falling raindrops seemed to become soft, only hitting his face, but it was as gentle as the caress of a lover.

That gentle woman is really annoying!

Why can't I integrate into this ugly world?

Tsunayashiro Tokinada suddenly realized that the woman was still in this world, but she had changed from a corpse to a part of this world.

...making this world even more annoying.

12th Division, Technology Development Bureau.

Under the rainy sky, a black hooded cloak was draped over a person, and a distorted light curtain enveloped the slender figure, stopping beside a white building in the open space.

It was a single-family building built of pure white boulders, surrounded by patrolling death gods, and video bugs were almost everywhere.

Surprisingly, in this tightly monitored building, there are only three teams of guards on patrol.

The figure hidden in the dark took a step and jumped onto the tall building lightly.

"Lord Aizen, this is the map of the Technology Development Bureau. The laboratories in this building belong to ordinary soldiers like me, and the really important information is hidden in the underground research institute."

In a simple laboratory in the white building, a young man named Yushi Oushi patiently explained,

"That is the core of the entire Technology Development Bureau."

"You did a good job, Oushi, and I have prepared what you need."

Aizome Sosuke opened the curtains a little and looked out.

"I am very optimistic about your research and hope you can get useful results."

"It's an honor to be valued by Lord Aizen." Yushi OushiSmile, "But your research is the real great creation, I look forward to your success."

"Hi! Mr. Kurotsuchi, how is your research going?" The lazy man strode in and opened his arms to the crazy scientist, "It seems to be going well. I still remember how sad you were some time ago."

"You are really an unpleasant guy, Urahara Kisuke." Kurotsuchi Mayuri glanced at him and took a step away from him, "Have you finally given up that meaningless research?"

"After all, he is a man who took everything from me and kicked me away. He is really cold."

"You have a special obsession with the experimental products. This is an emotion that only exists for you, right?"

Urahara Kisuke stretched out a hand and put it on Kurotsuchi Mayuri's shoulder, looking intimate. If outsiders saw it, they might mistakenly think that they are a pair of good friends.

"So what are you here for?"

"Of course I'm here to call you for dinner. You haven't left the lab for a long time, right? You can't always ask me to take care of you. I'll get bored."

"Why not let that little vice-captain take care of you?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi said, "That little kid is the lab director. Shouldn't she be given something to do?"

"How can that be? You'll definitely fight, and maybe even blow up the entire underground research institute. It'll cost a lot of money to repair it."

Urahara Kisuke waved his hand,

"I'm not Mayu, who can ask the captain-in-chief to pay for my dormitories."

"Do you think I'm a fool like Hiyori..." Mayuri Kurotsuchi said calmly, "I'm not the kind of kid who gets mad easily."

"But Hiyori is..."

Before Urahara Kisuke finished speaking, the alarm in the lab rang, and the alarm echoed throughout the underground research institute.

"Ah, it seems there is no time to eat."

"You are still thinking about eating at this time, you are worthy of it, Urahara Kisuke."

"It's a pity that Mayu doesn't want to bring me food, it's too much." Urahara Kisuke said sadly, while opening the door of the laboratory and walking out.

"He used this method to get involved with that woman Hikifune Kiryu, right?" Kurotsuchi Mayuri said unhappily.