Tracing the source begins with One Piece

Not to mention, a certain captain of the Wild Wolf Sect was rushing here from the east gate, laughing and shouting all the way to fight.

Behind him was a bald boy dripping with cold sweat.

A little bit of popular science knowledge: from one of the four Seireite Gates to the adjacent one, it would take about 10 days if Ichigo and others were to walk normally.

The world is big, and Seireitei is not small.

So, run, boy.

Blue beast, let'sgogogo...

West Baidaomen.

Kira Izuru was half-kneeling on the ground, with cold sweat falling from his forehead on his pale face, muttering to himself in despair.

From his sharply contracted pupils, one could still feel that his body was trembling without being controlled by his will.

Kira Izuru looked at the extremely empty and quiet situation around him.

His eyes shouldn't be so white.

At least, it shouldn't have been like this before that strange and clear sound of footsteps sounded in the bottom of my heart.

His frozen thoughts suddenly came to his senses when he thought of this.

Kira Izuru finally recalled what had just happened, and with trembling eyes, he stared at the man wearing casual gold-rimmed glasses not far away.

Hu~hu~

He swallowed, his soul trembling, and he looked directly at the man, as if he was suffocating and had difficulty breathing.

Ula Ula, whose ears were still ringing with the sound of her colleagues being captured without any help, suddenly turned into a pile of death that fell into pieces around her. Her black death uniform was like a black carpet.

And all this happened in just a moment.

Only under the spiritual storm that came over in that moment and was like a real thing.

Recalling this, it seemed that the domineering energy that had just crushed his body and mind like a mountain still remained, and he couldn't help but groan.

The already half-kneeling body couldn't help but sway, grabbing the hem of the only person standing next to him.

"team leader……"

Ichimaru Gin's hand was hanging down, with veins visible, and he was holding a dagger-like Zanpakutō tightly, and responded expressionlessly.

"It's okay, don't worry, little Kira"

He had already opened his eyes, which were squinted like crescent moons. Under the slender eyes, there was a coldness.

Ichimaru Gin stared at the man in front of him who still had a gentle and calm face, with a thousand thoughts in his heart.

What can you do with one breath?

The man in front of him had already told him the answer.

Moriah's steps had already landed. He hugged the black cat with a cute look on his head, and while soothing the frightened fur on its body, he said to the black cat with a smile.

"A mere thousand people"

"The six of us, oh, you are not human, I'm sorry."

Meow! ! !

"We were surrounded by five of us and one cat, but we didn't surrender and dared to resist with a knife."

"Really..."

When he said this, Moria looked at Gin Ichimaru.

"It's really unforgivable, don't you think so, Captain?"

Ichimaru Gin pursed his lips, took a deep breath, suddenly laughed, and returned the Zanpakuto he was holding tightly to the scabbard.

"Oh, my Lord, Captain, I'm just a pony."

"Since we are 'surrounded' by you"

"If you want to make a strategic retreat to protect yourself"

"Leave it to be useful"

"The captain has nothing to say."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and grabbed his vice-captain who was still trembling with fear. He waved his hand back and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Well, goodbye, fellow travellers."

"Wait~~~"

Kurosaki Ichigo shouted quickly.

As he was struggling to pull himself out of the collapsed house, he saw Ichimaru Gin strategically retreating with the only conscious Kira Izuru under his command.

He had just suffered a loss, but he was very angry.

Gu</span>However, when he ran back quickly, the figure had long disappeared.

"Damn it, he actually ran away. I also want to ask him where Lucia is."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked left and right, wondering how he could fix it. After looking for a while, he finally realized that there was a shinigami lying around him.

The black Death Tyrant uniforms were connected together, like a huge black blanket covering the ground.

"Uncle, did you do this?"

"Is this the domineering look?"

"Thanks to uncle, otherwise I don't know how long I would have to cut down the more than 1000 reapers. I'm afraid my eyes will be dry."

"What a practical ability the cleaning soldiers have."

"However, I didn't feel any pressure at all. I was scared to death that night."

Kurosaki Ichigo kicked the unconscious Shinigami lying aside, sighing from time to time.

"Could it be that... I have indeed become stronger, hahahaha~~~"

Orihime and others also looked at each other, looking at Ichigo who was laughing like an idiot with his hands on his hips.

What happened just now?

When he opened and closed his eyes, he saw his uncle taking a step forward, and the God of Death lay flat? !

Black Cat felt numb.

The Kutu brand mount that was transformed into Erha before.

Now he brought down the entire Seireitei's middle and lower level Shinigami in a breath.

The spiritual energy it emanates at this moment can completely sense how "quiet" the Seireitei is at this moment, lifeless and dead.

However, this is a good thing.

The black cat jumped over and gave Yijigu, who was still nodding and feeling good about himself, a crazy claw.

"Don't be silly. You're fine. It's because he avoided us on purpose."

It looked towards Moria.

"Hey, Moonlight Boy, are we now...?"

Moonlight Boy.

That's right.

It's such a domineering title.

In the eyes of this cat spirit who has lived for hundreds of years, all humans alive are descendants.

When you hear that a cat you don't know well is being disrespectful, you have forgotten the owner's stick education.

Moriah grabbed the black cat that was still lying on Ichigo's face and scratched it by its head, looked into those jewel-like black pearl eyes, and smiled evilly.

"As your owner, I need to correct your title. Have you forgotten your title every night in this world? Little Sun knows that."

The black cat swayed for a while, realizing that even with the teleportation technique, it could not get rid of the big hands on its head. Its wandering eyes looked left and right, looking for help, such as the little sun in someone's mouth.

However, when Little Sun saw the searching eyes of the black cat, he quickly put his hands behind his back and whistled silently, pretending to be watching from a distance.

Seeing his allies defecting from the alliance late at night, his black pearl-like eyes suddenly opened up, and he held his paws in his hands, looking like a pitiful and helpless obedient Yazi.

"Shit shovel officer~~~"

"no, no, no~"

"Meow meow~~~ (the disgusting shit scraper)"

"Yorichi, I forgot to mention, I am a beast and cat language level [-]", someone said in a bad tone, and then gave it a clear brain collapse.

"Woo~~~Master~~~"

Only then did Moriah hold it in his arms, stroking its silky black hair that had been carefully raised by ten cat servants while living in his luxurious garden villa.

Kurosaki Ichigo is still depressed about the truth about becoming stronger that Yoruichi just revealed, but he actually ignored the result.

Of course, in Yi Jigu's opinion, if he had to do it again, he would definitely be able to move forward in the face of that unparalleled domineering pressure, until he was beaten again by a certain Kenpachi not long after.

Ishida Uryu raised his glasses and looked far into the distance to see the silence around him.

The sky is white, the ground is black, and there is a vast trace of no one standing when you look up.

Black and white, inexplicably clear.

Ah, the blackness on the ground...

That is the color of the death-defying costumes of the gods of death who cling to the ground like weeds.