[Death] Void bite

Although what happened yesterday always made me feel powerless, but until the meeting of Ten Blades, I didn't think it was a big deal.

No, even at the meeting of the Ten Blades, I didn't realize there was anything wrong.

I just habitually nod at the faces of the people present. Grimmjow has not come yet, and he is often the last to come.If there is anything I am particularly concerned about, it is whether Grimmjow killed the god of death after all. If he stepped in, I would have no time to ask him.

At this moment, a strange face stepped into the meeting room.

In the past few days, there have been a lot of broken faces, and Xu Ye Palace has also added a lot of new faces, I really can't recognize them all.But since they are all broken faces, they should not be enemies, so I just thought that probably no one explained the rules to him, so I said politely: "This is the Ten Blades Conference, and only broken faces ranked among the ten blades can enter."

It's a short man's face, probably...male, I'm not sure.Hearing what I said, he blinked exaggeratedly, and replied: "Of course I know, I'm here to attend the Ten Blades Conference, I'm Ruby Antenor, it's the first time we meet, big sister. Ah, are you What about number seven," he caught a glimpse of the number on my collarbone, "I think, I'm 'six', one place ahead of you."

Is it my illusion, or the air is really stagnant.

The replacement of the ten blades is a normal thing, but Grimmjow... I don’t know why, I seem to think that he will always be the No.60 blade, so that for a while, I even think this thing is very strange.

"Is Grimmjow dead?" I heard my voice ask.

By that Grim Reaper?If that's the case, then Kurosaki Ichigo is undoubtedly a threat that must be eliminated...

"That three-legged cat should still be alive. I saw him when he was deprived of his number." Ruby said while taking the vacant seat opposite Urquiola, looking up The head asked, "Eldest sister cares about him?"

I let go of the hand that instinctively placed on the Zanpakutō.

"Jalan, be kind to your new companion." Aizen also walked into the room, saw this scene, and said something casually.

I nodded, and then nodded to the new ten-blade named Ruby, "Garan Trinidad."

Nothing too important was said in the routine meeting.

When I thought about it later, I was a little too flustered. After all, I could simply know that Grimmjow was within the range of the Void Night Palace as long as I opened my nerves—but that also let me know that all his subordinates had disappeared. up.

No, it's not surprising. Most of the souls in the world are captain and vice-captain level gods of death, facing the Kili'an level... It's not normal to say that it took a while, and even the opponent has reservations up.

I don't have a subordinate officer, nor have I been deprived of numbers by being defeated by other virtual challenges, so I don't really know how Grimmjow is feeling now.That might be a little heartless - I just weighed in on the question about whether he was able to kill Kurosaki Ichigo.So in the afternoon, I thought about looking for him, and I took it for granted that I walked to the gate of the Sixth Blade Palace, only to realize that the owner of this place has changed.

It's pretty miserable if you think about it that way.

Then I followed his spiritual pressure and ran into him not far from the palace, uh, this, that——

"Have you really become a 'three-legged cat'?" I asked in disbelief.

Ah, this question is a little too close to provocative, I didn't realize it until I asked it.But I'm really just very, very surprised.

But Grimmjow just glanced at me without showing any anger, as if he didn't see it, and as if he was in a hurry to leave, he looked away.

If he was really a cat, his ears would probably be drooping.

Normally, when I talk to Grimmjow, I won't be too friendly, but I won't take the initiative to provoke him, after all, it will become very troublesome later.But the way he looks now, somehow, makes me feel—

Very unpleasant.

"Why," I snarled to stop him, "If you lose an arm, you become a stray dog—Leopard King."

Even so, Grimmjow just paused for a moment, then walked away from me and said indifferently: "Laugh if you want."

...I sort of know how other people feel when I speak to them in this tone.

But there are still things to ask.

"Kurosaki Ichigo?" I asked.

The name made him stop, he turned his head, his eyes finally brought a little anger: "Are you kidding—it's Aizen!"

Aizen?I blinked, but, "It's Aizen-sama—"

"—It's Dongxian." Grimmjow frowned, reluctantly leaving a word.

East……

OK, I see.

According to Dongxian's dissatisfaction when he left yesterday, and their original relationship was terrible, I wouldn't be surprised if Grimmjow's arm was cut off, or even his neck was broken——ah no, like that If so, it is not punishment based on guilt.

As for whether Aizen was the culprit, and whether Aizen was inciting to instigate acquiescence—well, this kind of thing doesn't matter.

"Then did you kill that Grim Reaper?" I asked.

Grimmjow didn't answer, but not answering was an answer in itself, and that answer probably hurt his self-esteem.

I walked around in front of him and stopped him again, "Are you dangling here because you have nowhere to go? How pathetic."

"What on earth do you want?" He looked at me sullenly. "I didn't know you were the type to add insult to injury."

I didn't speak, and slowly drew out the Zanpakutō in front of his face.It hummed softly, but my Zanpakutō could not go against my will, so the next second, I chopped off my left arm.

A brief splash of blood.

The Zanpakuto is very sharp, and the sharp wound will not cause any pain. I glanced at my own arm that fell on the ground, and felt that it was not elegant, so I flashed it and turned it into ashes.

Grimmjow stared at me dumbfounded, and asked bluntly, "Have you lost your mind?"

"Aren't you the one who wanted to fight with me yesterday? Well, now, fight with me." I raised my remaining arm, pointing the tip of the knife at the leopard's throat.

He froze for a moment, hesitated to speak several times, as if he didn't know what to say at all.

"I will return to the blade." I continued.

Grimmjow muttered a few words that were probably swear words, and then he suddenly snorted and pulled out his Leopard King silently, with the war-thirsty light in his eyes that both he and I are very familiar with.

"Squeak, Leopard King—!"

"...Let's hunt, Longshi."

Grimmjow and I don't have any special abilities in our Returning Blade, only the most basic speed and attack, and we don't have much strategy to speak of when confronting each other.Compared with the previous encounter in the desert of the virtual circle, this was the first time that he and I had a serious fight.

...but it turned out not as pretty as I thought it would be.

It was me who underestimated the impact of missing limbs, and often wanted to raise my hand to block the opponent's attack, only to find—this is a bit strange—that I didn't have a hand that could be used to defend.

So in the end, that guy and I almost gave up our defense, and started to trade injuries for injuries simply and rudely.

This is really...too naive, I sat down against the broken wall behind me, panting, and stared at the leopard like a fool.

Grimmjow also stared at me, but the difference was that his eyes were full of excitement.I have to admit that he still looks more pleasing to the eye like this, but I will not play a second game with him.I let go of the suppression of regeneration, and the spirit particles quickly rushed to my left arm, and after a few seconds, I returned to my original shape.

"...Damn?!" Grimmjow swears.

I didn't understand at first, but soon thought of something, and gave him a strange look: "Ultra-speed regeneration, don't you know? It's the same as Urquiola."

He widened his eyes, held back for a long time, and only uttered the same exclamation, "...Damn."

"If not, would I cut off my own arm? Am I out of my mind?" I said helplessly.

"I thought you were out of your mind." Grimmjow said angrily.

"Thanks, no." I didn't bother to say anything, stood up, roughly observed the damage in the nearby fast area, and thought in my heart that I would go to Dongxian to report for repairs.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I've seen you return to the blade." Grimmjow said suddenly as if he had only just discovered it now, "You really look like that guy in everything, horns, wings, tail... Hey , did you have wings before, how do I remember..."

"It's just a beast." I interrupted him. "Longshi...isn't it?"

Not before.

Wings are things that will only appear when returning to the blade after the face is broken.

At that time, after breaking my face, I looked at my appearance in front of the water for the first time, so I made up my mind that I would never show this appearance casually again.Then I couldn't help trying to flap the wings, the way the membranous wings flapped was exactly the same way I remembered Ulkiola stretching his wings when I left the quartz forest.I thought, ah, what a parody.