Tracing the source begins with One Piece

"Huh? My best effort? I always try my best."

Kurosaki Ichigo was currently holding the hilt of the sword tied to Ishida's head, and was quite puzzled by Ishida's question of asking him to output all his spiritual pressure.

When Ishida was surprised and struggled with the "faucet", Kurosaki had already taken off his Zanpakutō and rushed towards Daxu.

Because Daxu used his ultimate move.

Scarlet light gathered in Daxu's mouth, forming a light bomb of huge energy.

No one doubts the huge damage this light bomb will cause once it is fired.

When Kurosaki rushed towards Daxu, it seemed to have discovered this "little strong", and huge energy bombs were shot directly towards him.

There were people watching, some present, and some watching the "live broadcast".

Some are watching a show, some are worried, and some are doubting life.

"Run quickly, you will die, Yihe", the onion-headed girl.

"This experience is essential," said the hat man.

And Kurosaki responded to the "expectations" of most people as he wished, using the huge sword in his hand to withstand the false flash of energy.

After withstanding it, he suddenly swung his sword and pushed back the torrent of energy on the sword.

The onion-headed girl said that he had only seen it in textbook illustrations and was within the jurisdiction of the "royal agent".

Kurosaki panted and looked at Daxu who was knocked away by him and was about to retreat. He was so excited that he even used his scissor hands.

"Won!!!"

The sound of footsteps behind him made him turn his head and look over.

"Hey, uncle, you haven't left yet, so you're fine now."

Moriah said nothing and just walked past Kurosaki.

The black cat, which had been in Moriah's arms, deftly climbed onto his shoulders after he let go.

After Moriah raised a knife, Kurosaki realized that the big sword in his hand had quietly changed hands at some point.

"Uncle, you..."

"It's not good to win half of it. You have to win completely."

When Kurosaki heard these words and was still confused about what Uncle Ran wanted to do, a huge sword light pierced the sky.

"One knife is enough for this kind of thing."

The "audience" present looked at it in shock...

That split the sky into a huge ditch like a line of sky.

Together with the great void that had begun to retreat into the void, it was neatly divided into two halves!

"Forehead……"

Seeing the great void dissipating in the sky, Kurosaki didn't know what to say in his throat.

Ishida was sweating coldly, his neck stiffened, and he turned his raised head with difficulty like a rusty machine.

"Uncle, what are you..."

Ishida wanted to say [something], but in the end he stopped sincerely, because he couldn't find better words to express his problem, and he also thought that he couldn't withstand this attack, so he simply struggled. Shut up.

[Reaper], [Quincy], [Void], [Righteous Skeleton]...

In his inspiration, the other party had no spiritual pressure at all.

Therefore, he, who is rational, adheres to the idea that "after all possibilities are eliminated, the remaining possibilities, no matter how unreal, are the only truth".

"What the hell are you... 'human'?"

Moria waved the big sword that had just achieved the achievement of "one sword to divide the virtual" and complained.

"too ugly"

Afterwards, he threw the knife back, leaving Kurosaki Ichigo to jump around in a hurry but not daring to catch it, and he didn't forget to hit back with an output.

"It's too much to use someone else's knife if it's too ugly."

"Uncle, just throw it over here. It's very dangerous, okay?"

"Damn guy"

Such "Kurosaki" noises.

Under the direct gaze of Ishida Uryū with many mixed emotions such as "vigilance", "alertness", and "shock".

Moria waved his hand and walked towards the wind direction of the overpass.

"Well, as you can see, a regular guy, part-time traveler and teacher. We'll see you soon."

When Uryū Ishida was about to say something else, Kurosaki was standing next to him, who was still jumping around just now.

After the critical situation of Daxu, as soon as his tense nerves relaxed, fatigue overwhelmed him due to the excessive use of spiritual pressure, causing him to faint and fall to the ground.

Ishida Uryū was in a panic and had no time for anything else.

Moria walked towards the orange-haired girl on the overpass.

The reason is naturally,...

The sun is setting in the west, it's getting late, I'm looking for a place to lie down.

So, is there anything more comfortable than the orange-haired girl's nest?

Probably gone.

On this point, I think about Rangiku Matsumoto from another timeline, who has many "common points" with the orange-haired girl - including but not limited to hair color, so I would like to give it a thumbs up.

When Moria came to the target on the overpass, the orange-haired girl and the brown-haired hunk also stared at him.

Their eyes were wary and shocked at the same time.

Anyone who sees that moon-like sword light easily splits a hundred meters of Daxu into two, will they not be frightened?

At this time, the two of them were monsters that were difficult to contend with in his eyes.

The brown-haired hunk looked at Moriah who had come to them while petting his cat, and it was already clear that the other party's target was undoubtedly the two of them or one of them.

He looked at Moriah. He always looked down at others, but this time he was able to look at them directly or even need to raise his eyes slightly to look at people.

Only then did he realize that the other person was actually about ten centimeters taller than him.

The orange-haired girl behind him also looked at the "behemoth" in front of her.

There was more surprise in her eyes, there was actually "someone" who was taller than the companions around her.

【It’s incredible】

[Will this be unbearable?]

【ah?What am I thinking】

【What did he eat growing up】

[Could it be that you and Sadatari-san are eating golden rice dumplings?]

Her mind was like wild weeds, thinking wildly.

I have to say that her brain circuits are sometimes as strange and interesting as her food.

Moria looked at the brown-haired hunk standing in front of the orange-haired girl, and he couldn't help but touch his chin and examine it.

[Could it be that he grew up eating gold squid and his Indian blood is so rough? 】

Someone didn't think much about letting go of this idea.

After all, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the "shit shoveling officer" has been found.

Moriah pulled with his hand, and it was like the door god who was guarding the designated "shit shovel officer" was left in front of him.

"Hi, good morning"

[Cliché pick-up lines. 】

[Illogical greeting. 】

【What a strange person. 】

【Why am I not afraid? 】

【What a tall man...】

Suddenly there was no "door god" in front of her, and she faced this bigger "door god".

Inexplicably, she didn't feel the panic she had imagined. Instead, she naturally waved her little hands to indicate a response.

Maybe this is her "normal" - not good at rejection and not afraid to face it.

As if to avoid embarrassment, she was about to say something.

The opponent's next move will directly defeat her.

Moria lifted the black cat he was petting, stretched out his hand and handed it over, shaking the black cat between his hands and signaling with a smile.

"Isn't it cute?! Do you want to hold it??"

……