chsdbacks Chapter 312
Chapter 312
“indeed so.”
Ukitake wiped away the sweat that had oozed out due to the previous overexertion of physical strength, but the smile on his face was full of some strange confidence, and his tone was the same:”Please feel free to attack me. I don’t use my ability whenever you want. It requires some preconditions”
“Yeah?”
Saito Immortal snapped his fingers and summoned six Black Storm Swords from behind in one breath.
Then he opened his palm and waved lightly, and a total of eight deadly weapons condensed by the storm rose into the air. Arranged in a regular circle
“The first movement, the Black Sea.”
As the declaration was issued, the Black Storm Swords began to vibrate at different frequencies, either clear or heavy. When superimposed on each other, they formed a symphony that reminded the audience of waves and dark clouds.
In The artistic quality is shockingly high, but it seems that…it doesn’t have any lethality?
No, that’s not right.
Yizhen narrowed his eyes and raised his ability to sense spiritual pressure from two directions to the maximum at the same time, even letting anger flow into friendship. After a little help, I finally found a clue in it.
There was something invisible and hard to sense… The secret spiritual pressure like a thread surrounded Ukitake, and the layers of threads continued to overlap, and finally turned into something like a wave. state, and these things look like some kind of terrifying ghost path that has not yet completed the spiritual pressure filling. Once activated, it will definitely burst out with unimaginable power. Immediately afterwards, Saito Immortal snapped his fingers for the second time.
“Second movement, thunder.”
The song played by the Black Storm Sword suddenly changed, adding a dull and long blast to the lapping of the waves, just like the rumbling thunder that sounded on the eve of the storm. Accompanied by it, The spiritual pressure structure surrounding Ukitake began to enter the activation state quickly.
The storm was coming!
Now Mizhen could see clearly.
Different from Shijie’s idea, Canggaruluo’s method of using sonic attacks was to use a huge energy-consuming technique The formula is divided into several parts, such as charging and launching, and then used one by one. Unsurprisingly, it should be giving up flexibility in exchange for high lethality or other special functions.
But in this In the scene, she should only use pure power to show her power… After all, she is a reckless person. It is hard to imagine that she would use something that requires writing a thousands-word essay analysis to understand.
So… what will Ukitake use? How to deal with it?
In the place where everyone’s eyes were gathered, Ukitake neither waved his sword nor raised his spiritual pressure. He just stood firmly on the spot and watched Saito’s immortality reading.
“……”
This situation made her frown slightly, but she did not stop because of this. Instead, she waved the halberd hard, letting the sharp sound of breaking through the air serve as the trumpet for a new stage of displaying her ability.
“The third movement, praising the name of the storm!”
She chanted like this.
Then, the movement suddenly became exciting!
Each part, while maintaining perfect harmony, pushed the movement of waves and thunder into a more noisy situation – like a ship sailing on the sea holding the sky. The huge storm of Lianshui gradually became heavier, but the tight drumbeat that never stopped painted a certain concept to all the audience – that is, the crisis of life hanging by a thread!
Around Ukitake, a blurry virtual image gradually emerged, Just like real waves, real thunder and real storm!
It does not have an entity, but the pure flowing spiritual pressure creates an illusion visible to the naked eye, and then lights up from the outside in! It is enough to tear apart the city , the huge power comparable to the natural disaster was accurately concentrated on Ukitake alone in the way of music!
In just a moment, Ukitake’s body – turned into powder!
There was no chance for blood to flow out or limbs to be severed. In the midst of the spiritual pressure storm, Under the crushing force, Ukitake turned into dust blown by the wind from head to toe!
The underachievers of the Gotei 13 Team screamed in alarm!
Emotions of despair and panic spread like a plague – that But Jūshirō Ukitake, a stalwart who has been the captain for hundreds of years and a powerful benchmark in the eyes of countless team members.
Now… is he actually dead like this?!
How is this possible?!
But in the extremely panicked voices, those who really Those who knew Ukitake, and those who believed that the battle would never end easily, neither lamented nor announced the winner of the game. Instead, they all looked solemnly at the place where Ukitake”disappeared”. Saito is immortal and immortal. The same was true.
She clearly felt the touch of a body dissipating under her attack.
She was also sure that Ukitake’s spiritual pressure had disappeared, but she absolutely did not believe that this boy who had been full of clever ideas since he was a child would die so easily.
He He must have used some wonderful means!
Was it Swastika? But he didn’t say the liberation language at all, and it was even less like a ghost. So, did he use”that thing” hidden in his body
? During her concentrated vigilance, she suddenly discovered something disharmonious.
Her music… had become dull.
The storm music created by eight black hurricane swords did not stop playing after launching a round of offensive, but returned. When she reached the stage of the first movement, she continued to lay the groundwork, but just at that moment, the flow of musical notes seemed to have stopped for a moment.
This time of stoppage was so short that she couldn’t even confirm whether it was her. She had an illusion, but it didn’t matter. She had never been the kind of person who decided to act through careful thinking. As long as she intuitively noticed something was wrong, there must be something wrong!
So, she immediately pushed the storm movement to the third movement. Progress, the illusion with a larger coverage area than the last one directly enveloped her, and then immediately lit up! There was a continuous roar for several times, and then slowly stopped.
However… except… Apart from consuming a lot of her spiritual pressure, it had no effect at all.
Not only that, the feeling of the musical notes becoming dull even intensified.
This time, she could 100% confirm that her music was really out. question!
“what happened……”
She glanced around with suspicious eyes, not missing any clue.
But there was never any clue. The music only gradually slowed down, even with a hint of distortion, and continued to play.
Did Ukitake do it?
What did he do? Where is the ability released?!
“enough!”
Saito Immortal waved his hand and took back all the Black Storm Swords, and stopped the playing of the music. But in this way… the problematic part turned out to be… herself?!
The adjustment of the spiritual pressure is so different for her. For an expert, there should be no instinctive operation of the brain at all, but at this moment, she felt that she didn’t seem to understand these steps… It wasn’t that she was insubordinate, but how should I put it, it was like being separated from someone for a long time. Just like meeting friends again, there is a strange feeling that is both strange and familiar.
In a social session, this may be a wonderful experience, but if a Shinigami becomes unfamiliar with the feeling of mixing reiatsu, it is not a good thing. It’s a horror story – this is something that requires precision operation. Once there is a problem in any link, it may evolve into a fatal crisis!
I must have been hit by some kind of ability!
But when? From where? Used What medium? None of these fatal questions are known
“Floating…bamboo?”
After only two syllables were uttered, she quickly realized something terrifying.
Speaking is an activity that requires the combination of tongue and throat. It should be handled by instinct, but she seemed to have transformed back into a newborn. Like a baby, even commanding the tongue has become extremely difficult… To be more precise, should it be”forgotten”?
“What did you do?!”
Not just talking…even the method of floating, the method of holding the sword and the method of maintaining the swastika gradually faded from Saito’s immortal memories, so she fell from the air, and the swastika was in chaos. After being released, the Zanpakuto fell directly to the ground.
However… the matter did not end there.
“Swastika——”
She heard these two vague words in the sudden drowsiness, and then even forgot the method of breathing.
In an instant, Saito, who was immortal, could not even maintain his standing posture, because his muscles had forgotten how to relax and contract, his internal organs had forgotten how to metabolize, and even his heart had forgotten how to pump blood—finally, the brain I finally forgot what thinking is.
If there are any ways to define death, I’m afraid this is one of them.
——But things did not reach the final stage.
As others watched, Ukitake’s body gradually reassembled from the appearance of a mote of dust.
Holding only a handful of Pisces Carp in his hand, he walked step by step in front of Saito’s immortal fallen figure.
Then he tapped her lightly with the tip of the knife.
The next moment, Pisces Carp retreated directly into a shallow attack, and Ukitake’s spiritual pressure also dropped off a cliff.
“！！！”
Saito’s immortal eyes suddenly became focused. She instinctively gave a carp kick, stood up straight, and confirmed her condition.
——everything is fine.
All the experiences just now seemed to be just hallucinations, and she wasn’t even hurt at all.
But I did lose consciousness for a moment…
I recalled for a moment the terrifying experience of forgetting everything just now, and the whole person seemed to turn into a blank sheet of paper. Even a person with a heart as big as Saito’s immortality felt a sense of panic. Aversion to cold.
She pinched her throat and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:”What… did you do?”
“It’s a bit complicated to explain, but in a nutshell, that’s my interpretation of Swastika.”
The spiritual pressure dropped off a cliff, and even Ukitake, whose face turned pale as a sheet, reluctantly said:”This is the result of my practice over the years.”