Chapter 1767 He transcended his original destiny, immersing himself in a world of illusion without r
Chapter 1767 He transcended his original destiny, immersing himself in a world of illusion without realizing it.
On the battlefield, Athena's body was reassembled in the holy light once again, her silver-blue wings unfolded, and a light cannon condensed in her palm, the energy so violent that even space began to distort.
Her eyes remained cold, completely ignoring the pain of death.
"boom!!!"
Powerful light cannons roared out, capable of annihilating cities. Blazing white beams pierced the heavens and the earth, evaporating the atmosphere and carving a bottomless trench into the ground wherever they passed!
Ichigo Kurosaki stood still, his orange pupils reflecting the approaching light of destruction, but he only sighed softly.
"It's really troublesome."
He raised his hand, fingers spread, and gently clenched it in front of the light cannon capable of destroying a country.
"Crack!"
An invisible force suddenly descended!
The light cannon stopped abruptly an inch from his palm, as if it had hit an invisible wall. Then, the entire torrent of energy shattered like fragile glass, turning into countless specks of light and dissipating!
For the first time, Athena's expression changed, showing some confusion.
Previously, Ichigo Kurosaki always used a sword, but this time he used a different ability.
Before she could react, Kurosaki Ichigo's left hand pressed down gently.
"Boom!!!"
An invisible, mighty force suddenly descended upon the world!
The bodies of the seven Skywing race members instantly stiffened, as if bound by some supreme rule, unable to move even a finger!
Their wings were bound by invisible chains, their power was suppressed, and even their thinking became sluggish.
"Although I have obtained the power of the Spirit King, and with my omniscience and omnipotence, even if I can't kill you, I have many ways to seal you. But as expected, I'm still not used to fighting in this way."
Kurosaki Ichigo rubbed his temples, his tone somewhat helpless.
Just because you can't kill someone doesn't mean you have to keep fighting forever.
The current Ichigo Kurosaki is no longer just good at fighting like before. After obtaining the power of the Soul King, his omniscient and omnipotent authority allows him to do anything he wants.
Even if we can't kill them, there are many ways to restrain them.
He's just not used to it.
Aisa's pupils trembled slightly. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but Ichigo Kurosaki noticed this and immediately sealed their mouths shut as well.
He had no desire to communicate with them, and they wouldn't say anything nice anyway.
the other side.
Aizen stood casually at the edge of the battlefield, watching the Skywing race still fighting amongst themselves in the illusion, and gently shook his head.
"It's time to finish."
He pushed up his glasses, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
Those Skywing races who were immersed in their illusions suddenly shuddered, as if they had suffered an invisible mental shock, and fell from the sky into a deep coma.
Aizen looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the clouds and looking directly at Artshu, who sat on the throne.
Although they have now obtained the mission percentage after defeating those Winged Races, they have yet to fight the most important one: the transmigrator, Altshu himself.
Before Saitama came to this world, even if it was just for a larger share of missions, they would never miss the opportunity to fight him.
"Well then, it's your turn next."
"Hahaha! Good! Very good!"
Artesius’s loud laughter shattered the clouds for miles around!
He slowly rose from the throne, his golden pupils burning with an unprecedented fighting spirit, and a surging aura began to emanate from his body.
As he stood up, the whole world began to tremble!
The sky cracked open with dark fissures, the earth shattered with a roar, and a power that transcends all things was awakening!
"As expected of someone who transcended their original destiny and joined the chat group, the most important character in the Bleach world."
"Their strength is in no way inferior to mine."
"Since they can't bring you any fun in the fight, then I'll take over the battle from here on out."
"Let's enjoy this battle until the opponent you've prepared for me arrives."
Artesius's voice, like a divine decree, echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
A long spear materialized in his hand at some unknown time, bursting forth with dazzling light!
Kurosaki Ichigo gripped Zangetsu tightly, and a vast spiritual pressure erupted into the sky like a volcanic eruption, far greater than when he fought the Skywing earlier.
"Come!"
A single, simple word, yet it resonates like the beating of war drums!
Artes laughed loudly, and the golden spear suddenly thrust out! This spear was faster than the concept of time; before the spear tip even arrived, the Shinigami armor on Kurosaki Ichigo's chest had already automatically torn open.
"Crescent Moon Chong!"
With a horizontal slash, the black torrent of spiritual pressure collided violently with the golden divine spear!
"boom!!!"
The world fell silent for a moment, followed by a deafening explosion.
At the point of impact, an energy vortex with a diameter of one kilometer suddenly formed, engulfing everything around it! Mountains were destroyed, clouds were torn apart, and endless dust billowed into the sky.
Artesius burst out of the explosion, his spear transforming into countless afterimages, each strike carrying the power to shatter stars!
Kurosaki Ichigo's Zangetsu danced into a black curtain of light, with the blade and spear tip colliding tens of thousands of times in a hundredth of a second!
"Bang Bang Bang!!!"
The dense sounds of impact blended together, and countless cracks appeared in the space.
The two moved at incredible speeds, flashing between the ground, the sky, and the clouds, each appearance triggering a miniature nuclear explosion-like impact.
"happy!"
Artes laughed wildly, and suddenly changed the stance of his gun.
"The sky collapses!"
The spear suddenly magnified ten thousand times, crashing down like a colossal pillar supporting the sky! Ichigo Kurosaki neither dodged nor evaded; the bandages wrapped around Zangetsu broke inch by inch, revealing the pitch-black blade.
"Crescent Moon Chong!"
"Boom!!!"
The entire continental plate trembled! The shockwave from the collision swept across thousands of miles, evaporating a huge crater in the distant ocean.
"Hahaha, again!"
Artes laughed loudly, and a golden halo slowly appeared behind him, radiating a holy light in the air.
Upon seeing this, Ichigo Kurosaki noticed a change in the spiritual pressure emanating from Zangetsu, which gradually transformed from black to pure white.
"The final strike, Crescent Moon Sky Slash!"
The two rushed towards each other at the same time, white and golden light drawing a magnificent trajectory between heaven and earth, the two figures meeting at the moment.
"boom--!!!"
The aftershocks of the ultimate collision swept across the heavens and the earth, and the entire continental plate groaned under the impact; two figures flew out like meteors, plowing out trenches tens of kilometers long in the scorched earth!
Kurosaki Ichigo crashed heavily to the ground, instantly creating a giant crater within a radius of a kilometer.
Blood was seeping from all over his body, his Shinigami armor was tattered, and even the blade of Zangetsu had tiny cracks.
"Are you alright?"
Rick, seeing this, spoke with great concern, but before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened.
Suddenly, all of Ichigo Kurosaki's wounds glowed white, the overflowing blood flowed back as if in reverse, his shattered Shinigami armor was repaired, and even the cracks on his Zangetsu Blade disappeared without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, he was completely recovered, as if he had never been injured or even fought with Altshu.
"Eh?!"
All the humans, including Rick, stood frozen in place.
Some people rubbed their eyes hard, while others pinched themselves, wondering if they were hallucinating.
"Don't make a fuss. Immortality is quite normal for people of our level."
Ichigo Kurosaki stood up and patted off non-existent dust from his clothes.
This injury is nothing to him; in fact, he could even maintain this state if he wanted, automatically recovering from any injury, but there's no need for that.
If you can kill yourself, that instant is enough for you to kill yourself; if you can't kill yourself, you won't be able to kill yourself even if you're given the chance.
However, the fact that Altshu was able to shatter his own Zangetsu surprised him greatly.
He looked up at Altshu, who had also been knocked away in the distance, and found that the other had also stood up; he was also unharmed, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even more intense than before.
"An immortal body? Interesting!"
"But you're not the only one who possesses this power!"
Altshu's voice echoed across the battlefield, clearly placing Kurosaki Ichigo on the same level as himself; and this evenly matched, undecided battle was exactly what Altshu had been dreaming of.
"continue?!"
Ichigo Kurosaki turned to look at Aizen, who was slowly walking forward, his eyes behind his glasses as deep as an abyss.
"Give me three minutes."
Aizen spoke softly, his voice utterly calm.
Kurosaki Ichigo nodded, stepped back, and ceded the battlefield to him.
Altshus's gaze fell on Aizen, surprised yet equally excited.
"Is it your turn?"
"Ichigo Kurosaki is strong, but with the chat group, you are definitely stronger than him. I believe that."
His voice was filled with undisguised anticipation.
In Altosh's view, there are not many characters in the Bleach world who have left a deep impression on him, but Aizen is definitely the most special one among them.
This man's unfathomable strategies and strength once made him take notice.
In the world of Bleach, he lost to Ichigo Kurosaki, but with both of them in the chat group, Altosh believed that Aizen was definitely ahead of Ichigo Kurosaki.
Artesius's divine spear materialized once more, its tip radiating a dazzling golden light, and space beneath its blade was easily torn apart like paper!
Aizen did not answer, but slowly drew his Kyoka Suigetsu.
In the next instant, the world changed color!
"Shh!"
A pure slash swept through the void, and wherever it passed, Altshu's divine spear shattered like fragile glass!
"what?!"
Altshu's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could react, the second slash was already upon him!
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered! Altshu's right arm was severed at the shoulder, and golden divine blood rained down into the sky; even the spiritual pressure swirling around the wound temporarily suppressed his regenerative abilities!
“Interesting. This shouldn’t be something that spiritual pressure can do.”
Artesius looked on with curiosity, and then a new divine spear materialized in his left hand.
The two figures constantly intersected in the air, each collision causing spatial tremors.
"boom!"
As Artoria swept his spear across, forcing Aizen back, he suddenly discovered that there was yet another knife wound on his chest.
He had no idea when he had made that strike!
"Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water?"
"No, it should be described as an enhanced version of 'Illusory Flower in a Mirror'?"
"What a strange power; I didn't even notice it."
Altoshu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his fighting spirit growing even stronger. Although he felt that Aizen's fighting style was somewhat different from what he had imagined, as long as he was strong, that was enough. He simply regarded the slight differences in his memories as the difference between reality and anime.
but.
"Three minutes are up."
Aizen's calm voice rang out at that moment, followed by...
"Click."
A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.
Altshu's pupils contracted sharply as he saw the world before him suddenly cracked, like a shattered mirror, with white light shining through the cracks, cutting the entire battlefield into countless fragments.
"Click, click, click!"
The cracking sounds grew more frequent, and Altshuu suddenly looked down, only to find that his own body was also cracking!
"This is."
The moment the last fragment fell away, Altshu's vision blurred.
When he came to his senses again, he found himself still standing in the same spot, maintaining the same posture as when he first stood with his gun, while Aizen had already sheathed his sword, Kyoka Suigetsu.
"I've already received the percentage of tasks I needed."
"I'll leave the rest to you until Saitama arrives."
Aizen turned around and said to Ichigo Kurosaki.
Kurosaki Ichigo, carrying Zangetsu, looked utterly speechless.
"After what you just did, I have no interest in continuing with him."
From Altshu's perspective, he seemed to have done nothing and remained in the same position, but in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, Altshu had been chopped into mincemeat by Aizen. However, accompanied by the holy light that emanated when the Flying Serpent died, he was resurrected.
How could he possibly still have the idea of continuing to fight Arthiu under such circumstances?
Artes stood still, his golden pupils trembling slightly.
He looked down at his hands; they were completely unharmed, without a single scratch.
The fierce battle just now, the severed arm, the splattered divine blood—were all just illusions?
If what he experienced was an illusion, then what did he experience in reality?
Altshu opened the system template, which showed that he had died once. Because the person who killed him was stronger than him, the upper limit of strength granted by the concept of "strongest" was increased.
He looked up at Aizen, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
A moment later, Artesius suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with unprecedented excitement:
"Hahahaha!"
"As expected of Aizen, he actually enhanced Kyoka Suigetsu to this extent after joining the chat group."
"Even I was able to be pulled into the illusion without realizing it."
"If the illusion hadn't shattered, I probably would have remained trapped in it for the rest of my life."
He gripped the divine spear tightly, his fighting spirit rising rather than falling.
As Ichigo Kurosaki watched Altosh, whose fighting spirit was boiling, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.
Is this guy definitely the transmigrator Altshu, and not the original "Altshu"? His warlike personality hasn't changed at all.
It even feels more serious.
(End of this chapter)
