[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

"Dodged?" Urahara profiteer habitually pressed the edge of the cuckold, "This level of attack should not hurt you at all, right? Aizan-san."

"I don't think that neither harm nor threat can be generalized." Aizan lacked a handsome face and elegant hair, just sideways to escape a profiteer's carefully prepared serial ghost combination package with no increase in price. The indescribable bass, which is still low and sexy, flows out of a piece of icy paleness, with a calm and calm elegance mixed with a little prudence that is rarely seen on the outside, "Those are two completely different concepts, Beng Yu Kisuke Urahara, the creator of the original and the inventor who has owned it for a full 100 years."

"Yeah, I thought you'd at least get carried away after getting Bengyu's power~~~" Kisuke Urahara slowly pulled out Hong Ji, who was disguised as a cane, and the blade of the Zanpakuto was as bright as autumn water, shining coldly The intimidating coldness, but the playful and slippery tone dragged out the frivolous rise of Tiaoda, "It will be very nerve-wracking to wait in such a tight-knit manner, Aizan-san."

Aizen's voice came from behind the closed space, and the turning head paused for a moment when it faced Hirako, and then turned its gaze to look around nonchalantly again: "How long have you been preparing for this day? Kisuke Urahara. One A week, a month, a season, a hundred days? No, a full 100 years. For this one day, you will drag the whole world into the quagmire of war."

"This world is already on the brink of war." Kisuke Urahara lowered Honghime's knife slightly, "As long as you refuse to give up your ambition, Aizen."

"That's not ambition." Aizen's voice burst out behind the mask, reminiscent of the brilliance of diamonds and irreplaceable hard emotions, but soon his voice returned to its usual deep, quiet and unpredictable, "You really You still misunderstood me, Kisuke Urahara."

"Oh?" It was Urahara Kisuke's almost perfunctory single sound that came out of his throat in answer to Aizen.

"There is only one meaning I want to convey to you from the beginning to the end. That is..." Ai Ran's quiet voice has a faint smile, which is clearly the softest and most humble tone, but every cadenced syllable Infected by innate arrogance and conceit, "No matter how long you have prepared for this day, and how foolproof those preparations are in your opinion, I will prove it to you in the following time—— Turn all strategies, plans, tactics, and means into powder to prove your own powerlessness, and... vulnerable."

Kisuke Urahara's finger on the brim of the hat unconsciously climbed up to the top of the round hat, and the moment he pressed down hard, the gracefully shaped wrist bones bent into a frivolous arc, and the light-colored irises flashed in the sudden thick shadows A dim stream of light: "I want to take back my words, Aizan-san. You are not overly cautious, but you are already arrogant to the point where things will turn against each other."

"Arrogance?" Ignoring the former covert mobile unit who surrounded himself at the outermost edge of the golden attack range with horns and the former captain of the 20th squad who had taken [-] years of marriage leave, Aizen took a step forward without any accidents. The invisible strings in the air were suddenly tightened in the direction of the imminent sword, "The real arrogant person is you, Kisuke Urahara."

"I said it at the beginning. I know this is not the real Karakura Town, and I also know that this huge barrier was built by you and that person leading the Technology Development Bureau. This is the battlefield you have devoted all your efforts to build... ..." There was a strange interruption in Lan Ran's words at this moment, the cold smile slowly bloomed in the eyes that should no longer be able to faithfully express the master's emotions, and the deep and powerful voice suddenly softened , "However, this has no effect on me. I will save your lives and go to the Soul Realm to create the King Key. It's that simple."

"Kisuke, do you want to..."

Kisuke Urahara plunged the tip of Honghime's knife deep into the ground under his feet, and the man's prophecy with a smile on the eve of the war broke into the stuck thoughts without any warning in his mind, drifting slowly in the depths of his skull, "It's useless." Yes, Mr. Urahara. From now on, any efforts you make will be in vain. Bengyu's growth has exceeded expectations, and so has Aizen. The gaffe has completely exceeded the scope of our control. Such a result It's beyond any of our expectations, and it's definitely not from any of our intentions, but from now on we have to face this terrible fact, and then, do our best and obey the destiny."

Do everything you can... Do you obey the destiny?Kisuke Urahara pulled out the red princess at his feet, and the slender Zanpakuto let out a clear dragon chant along with the master's waving arms. Take a look at Aizen-san's strength."

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"Can you feel Soyousuke, Aizen's Reiatsu?" Touching the bandage across his waist, Hirako's strangely slack expression, which was always out of the situation, was rare and solemn.

"I don't really feel it, why do you ask this?" Strawberry Xiaoqiang, the savior of Strawberry Xiaoqiang, who was psychologically shadowed by Pingzikeng due to the continuous high-intensity, retracted his gaze glued to Lan Ran's slender waist, and looked aside vigilantly The blond mask was also on the spectator stand, but was obviously so preoccupied that he was absent-minded.

"Is that really the case? What that guy said was..."

Maintaining an expression of whether he understands or not, Kurosaki Konomasa, who poked half of his head over, happily danced in circles with a question mark on his head, with a confused look on his face? -? : "What are you talking about, Mako."

"Ah. It's nothing. A guy told me that after Aizen merged with Bengyu, he will quickly enter the first stage of evolution under the pressure of battle."

"what?"

"At this stage, all the spiritual pressure will be compressed and restrained inside the body as much as possible. The external manifestation is that unless the opponent consciously releases the spiritual pressure, it is almost impossible to perceive the opponent's spiritual pressure. Therefore, Aizen cannot feel it. Reiatsu is normal."

"Your expression doesn't say that." Little Strawberry expressed in a tactful way that the cloud on Pingzi's face was steadily moving towards lightning and thunder.

"I'm just worried."

"Worried?" The expression on the face of the little strawberry of the Kurosaki family is definitely amazing when he is watching the sun rising from the west. "Do you also have such emotions?"

He didn't care about the criticism of Little Strawberry's words, the blond mask just stared at the toothpaste blue that was thrown face-down into the collapsed wall by Ye Yi's neatly raised leg, unconsciously touching the tip Sharp little chin: "What I'm worried about is that if you still can't feel Aizen's spiritual pressure before the evolution is over, things will be... troublesome~~~~"

—————I am the dividing line where the BOSS climbs up from the human-shaped depression (the soundtrack here is "March of the Volunteers")—————

The ex-secret excitatory commander, known as the instant god Queen Yeichi, started the battle in vain, and it really is not easy to catch it casually, especially this Yeyi SAMA's limbs are equipped with BLEACH, the most profound and unpredictable scientist— ——Clog hat Urahara profiteer tailor-made special armor.

At the cost of damage to the equipment on the right ankle, sharp metal fragments were deeply embedded in the blue-dyed deep purple eye sockets, and the cracked ice patterns snaked along the narrow and long outline of the left eye from the forehead corner to the jaw.

There is no doubt that this is a fatal wound. ——If Aizen is still a normal Shinigami.

However, Lan Ran, who was fused with Bengyu, just slowly pulled out the metal that almost split his head in half, and discarded it casually at the feet of the smoke and dust. Reiatsu shone brightly behind the shattered mask.

Kurosaki took a deep breath, whether he was teaching his son at home or galloping across the battlefield, the man who laughed and scolded calmly was obviously aware of the extremely serious situation: "You can feel Aizen's spirit Do you want to press it, Mr. Urahara?"

Kisuke Urahara's hand holding down the brim of his hat trembled slightly, and smiled wryly: "The situation is already obvious, Mr. Kurosaki."

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Facing the savior of the curious baby who has changed his job, Hirako rarely showed the skill of being a good teacher even if he stood on Mao's podium, and began to patiently explain (transfer) explain (narrate) how the blue boss has changed from an aspiring youth Moth, from human-like dog-like to not-human-like, the more bizarre the shape becomes, the more it challenges the limits of human imagination and aesthetics, and the completely abnormal heart (advancement) (transformation) history (process) .

"Theoretically, Bengyu can make the user evolve infinitely." Pingzi glanced at the stalemate battle situation from the corner of his eye, while easily turning his wrist and pressing down to make a gesture of calmness, "Of course, this is only in theory It is completely impossible to actually implement it. First, Bengyu has a limit. When the user's evolution level exceeds the limit of Bengyu, the rapid evolution caused by Bengyu will stop immediately; secondly, Bengyu It’s not Aladdin’s magic lamp. The will that it can achieve has a premise. This premise is—the user must have the ability to fulfill this wish. If the user does not have this ability, but forcibly evolves... ..."

"Will evolution stop?"

"If it's such a simple result, then Bengyu can't be called an extremely dangerous substance, Ichigo-kun." Mako Hirako, who finally called the name of the savior Little Strawberry, smiled slightly, and the corners of her light gray eyes faintly reflected With Aizen's broken face, he took a deep breath and changed the subject without warning, "Can you feel Aizen's spiritual pressure? Ichigo-kun."

"You... what kind of monster is that!" Because of the inborn structural defect of the hot-blooded single cell, the little Strawberry, who is so slow to perceive Reiatsu, casually glanced at the suspected disfigured BOSS in the crowd, and has been stunned ever since. I couldn't forget that abstract face again, "That exaggerated Reiatsu, and what is behind that mask!"

"This is the essence of the first stage of evolution, little strawberry." Mako Hirako stood up, slightly moved the muscles wrapped in layers of bandages, and after confirming that the newly added decorations would not affect the movement, slender He pressed his fingers against the slender hilt with great vigilance, "Among all evolutions, the first stage of evolution is the most critical, not only because this evolution will determine the direction, intensity and effect of all subsequent evolutions, Most importantly, this evolution will completely transform the soul. Do you know how a caterpillar turns into a butterfly? Strawberry jam~"

Although I really want to protest not to add such provocative words after other people's names and pronounce them in such a disgusting tone, Mako Hirako's off-site commentary has already occupied the resources of Little Strawberry. Considering most of the thinking circuits of the rich CPU, the hot-blooded Xiaoqiang savior with the orange head only took a short pause, and then smoothly accepted the question from Mako Hirako: "I know, isn't it just breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly?"

"So, do you know how a caterpillar turns into a butterfly in a cocoon?"

"How do I know such a thing!"

"The worm wrapped in the cocoon will first turn into a pupa, and everything under the pupa shell that originally belonged to the caterpillar will be broken and reorganized, including the brain, heart, muscles, nerves... and even every cell will be disassembled, dissolved and assembled again. Feathering is a phenomenon that should be called a miracle because it transforms one thing into something quite different. It's like turning water into oil and copper into gold."

"Don't you want to say..." The special strawberry jam produced by Kurosaki's family twitched the corners of his mouth.

"That's right." Hirako Mako looked back at Aizen, and a young face with bluish white was clearly reflected in the center of the light gray pupils, "Those unknown liquid spirits you saw are part of Aizen. That might have been his brain, his eyes, his heart, his bones, his guts, even his skin, his hair, his cecum, who knows anyway?"

"Ouch——" Kurosaki Katsuo finally couldn't bear the severe pregnancy reaction caused by the noose's stomach, turned his head back and began to retch, "Hey, even though you said that, I kind of understand what happened to Aizen Yes. But this way of explaining it is really disgusting, Mako."

"Do you feel sick?"

"Of course! Especially considering that I saw his intestines on a face, it's so graphic!"

"Then I'll be happy."

"what?"

"The version I heard is a hundred times more disgusting than the one I just said." Pingzi lowered his eyelids gloomyly, and turned his mouth away, "and happily attached a complete set of detailed evolution videos!"

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"Ah - sneeze -"

"What's the matter? With your strength, although most of them are sealed, you won't catch a cold in a place full of magma, right?"

"...No, I think it must be some unscrupulous fake boy with golden hair, bangs and tongue piercing is secretly speaking ill of me behind my back."

"what?"

"That's ok, I thought I could invite him to visit my lab when it's all over, and I found out that he has an unusual 'love' for almost liquid molluscs."

"Can you stop laughing like that? Ah Yi. I can no longer see the contract characters on the door of Vientiane behind you."

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"This strange movement..."

"Ye Yisang, hurry up and activate that device, otherwise...uh..."

The body wrapped in dark green clothes drew a perfect parabola, and fell heavily among the messy piles of stones. The posture of flying out, tilting his head slightly, although the pale mask lacks expression, every tiny movement of his body is telling the pride of winning: "Otherwise what?" After a slight pause, he slowly raised another In one hand, there was a steel armguard in the shape of a spinning cone, and a bloody forearm was connected to it. After the mask gradually cracked and peeled off, the deep and powerful voice suddenly added a faint smile, "You Is the device to be activated here?"

"No." The leisurely and contented Kansai dialect slowly sounded behind him, Aizen turned around suddenly, and the mask that had been cracked by a third was accurately matched with a pair of gray eyes as cold as iron, and the blond man slowly raised his waist Zanpakuto in the middle, showing to Aizen the protrusion that is slowly emerging from the top of the handle of the Zanpakuto, the gentle rubbing of the thumb is more careful than the affectionate caress of the lover, "The device in Xiaoxisuke's mouth is here. He just now Then I'm lying to you."

The instinctive sense of crisis made Aizen rush like Hirako almost without thinking, because of the swiftest movement, the fierce wind pressure on his face completely lifted off the two-thirds of the scarred mask, leaving him soft The curly long brown hair flows down clearly like a waterfall, and the curly hair follows the turbulent spiritual pressure to set off gorgeous waves behind him. The outline of the facial features has not changed at all, but the eyes with purple background and silver pupils are full of harmony. Without losing the tough face that is unique to men, it adds a little bit of coquettishness.

"Woo--" Pingzi whistled a long and loud whistle, looking at Aizen, whose fingertips were only a thin line away from the back of the caressing hand he was holding, but also only a thin line from the beginning to the end, with a frivolous grin The corner of his mouth opened, "Your new look looks beautiful, Sousuke."

"You once asked me if it's worth using Qianli Tinghu in this kind of place. Then I'll tell you now..." Pingzi gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, "It's really worth it." gone."

The bent thumb pressed down hard, and the creepy and strange movement filled the entire sky of Karakura Town, echoing and buzzing in the space formed by the four piercing enchantment pillars that suppressed the four directions: " I wish you a happy Podan, Soyousuke."