Chapter 65
The Zanpakutō named "Kaleidoscope" took on the appearance of a long-barreled musket during its liberation: it was held with one hand and rotated to throw bombs.
Uji put the second Zanpakutō back to his waist, and a silver-black projectile appeared like magic on the fingertips where he originally held the knife.
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"Human in reality, magic changes the second dimension"
I don’t need to say more about the quality of the manga by the old man behind the scenes. The introduction is really not concise enough. I can only summarize it in one word:
strength!
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Volume 1: 042, Bright Sky Kills the Cannon
“It’s a pain in the ass to make.”
"There is an upper limit to the amount that can be stored."
Uji raised his arms high, as if appreciating a work of art, and observed the projectile in his hand.
"But precisely because of these troublesome preparations..."
"Only my Zanpakutō can exert a completely different power from inferior products like yours."
"Gu."
There was a sound like lava bubbling.
Uji turned his palm, and the projectile caught between his fingertips instantly turned into a brass-colored eggshell nearly ten centimeters long.
Dark blue spiritual pressure is engraved on the surface like runes.
"This is my Zanpakutō ability."
"Any knowledge that can be read can be translated unconditionally and copied by consuming my spiritual pressure."
"Whether it's a Kidōdama or a secret written in cipher text containing spiritual pressure, there is no difference in front of this Zanpakutō."
"Click!"
Uji's right hand holding the gun flicked slightly, and the bullets filled with Kidou were ready to be loaded.
This was the best time for the Senju to launch an attack, but there was an eye-catching Tsunayashiro Mamoru nearby - the Tsunayashiro family was different from the Kuchiki family in that they did not follow other people's rules. In the eyes of these people, They themselves are the rules of Soul Society.
"You should understand what I mean..."
"In front of this familiar Kidou spiritual pressure."
The pitch-black muzzle was pointed at the Thousand-Handed Anaconda from afar.
Senju knew very well that Uji was definitely not bluffing. As long as the opponent pulled the trigger, the flaming bullet condensed from No. 91's broken path would hit him in an instant.
Shunpo might be able to dodge a direct hit, but the aftermath and impact of the explosion... Senju didn't have the confidence to withstand this blow that should have required a captain level.
"Mr. Anaconda."
"The No. 91 high-level broken path that sells family secrets shows that even if you are no longer bound by family rules, you are still not living a very happy life."
If the family still exists, let alone the direct heir, even the head of the family is not qualified to sell this level of secrets.
Since Senju Anaconda dares to sell it alone, then the current Senju family probably only has a name; and it can't even keep the inherited ghost way named after itself, which not only shows that Senju Anaconda has no talent in ghost way. , which is the best evidence that his life is difficult.
"Such a boring life."
"Wouldn't it be a relief to end it?"
Uji talks a lot of nonsense, but when it's time to take action, he does it without any pause.
"boom."
Trigger pulled.
The not-so-bright light flashed away——
"Beep!!!"
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The explosion of the Jiaotian Ti Cannon was very quiet, but the cleaning effect was extremely good: except for the deep pit where even the grass roots and mud were wiped away, nothing was left at the impact point.
but--
"what happened?"
Tsunayashiro Mamoru approached with a look of displeasure on his face.
"nothing."
Uji's face didn't look very good either.
"It's just Duan Kong."
"A one-time spiritual tool that injects ghost energy and spiritual pressure into the spirit paper talisman, thereby exerting part of the creator's power - it is impossible to use Duan Kong with his ghost energy. This spirit made with long-lost skills Tool is probably the Thousand-Handed Anaconda’s last trump card.”
Uji explained to Tsunayashiro Mamoru.
"And because it's so old, there isn't much spiritual pressure left in the spiritual tool. Even one shot of the Bright Sky Cannon is enough to seriously injure him."
"I just didn't expect that this guy was so cruel to me that he dared to use the impact of the explosion to run away."
Tsunayashiro Mamori frowned and said:
"Is it hard to find it?"
"How is it possible? He still keeps the soul gold marked with spiritual pressure well. After all, if he doesn't have this money, his future life will be the same as death."
Uji laughed uncontrollably.
"And with such an injury, how much speed can he have left in Shunpo?"
"Crack!"
Uji flicked the barrel of the gun, and plumes of green smoke came out of the dark hole, and the hot bullet casing was quickly ejected to the ground.
"Although time is limited, only two charges of the Thousand-Handed Bright Sky Cannon have been completed."
New projectiles appeared in Uji's hands.
"But it doesn't matter. We won't need more ghost bombs of this level to deal with that guy."
Having time to chat here shows that Uji is confident enough to kill the Senju Anaconda - it is precisely because of this realization that Tsunayashiro Mamoru did not urge him to take action.
"Uh-huh!"
Two sounds of teleportation sounded at the same time, and Uji and Tsunayashiro Mamori stood in the sky.
The former lowered the dark barrel of the gun, aimed at the dark forest in the distance, and slowly moved the muzzle.
This is an additional ability of Kaleidoscope, which can greatly enhance the holder's perception after liberation.
"Huh?"
Uji did not shoot immediately, but made a curious sound.
"What's wrong?"
"Our friend... the plan seems to have failed."
The Senju Anaconda in Room 30 left the room early under the pretext of staying overnight, otherwise he would not have met Mamoru Tsunayashiro in Room 1 in advance.
It is common for people to leave early at auctions.
It is a pity that the two beginners, Haruto and Byakuya, do not understand the twists and turns inside, so they waited foolishly for so long.
And to be able to accurately obtain the information that the participants left, Mamoru Tsunayashiro must have an insider in the auction.
In fact.
The reason why this host dared to attack Haruto and others was because of Mamoru Tsunayashiro's promise - even if they were members of the branch families of the four nobles, they were not the superior nobles behind him who dared to provoke them easily.
"How is it possible?"
Mamoru Tsunayashiro could not believe it.
"He is the vice-captain of the fifth-class spiritual power, and he can't even take down the juniors of two middle-level nobles?"
Those with strength may not necessarily become nobles, but to maintain the title of nobles, strength is the most basic requirement - although there is no explicit legal requirement, it is a customary rule among nobles.
Can't achieve it?
Naturally, someone will take his place... The longest period is only a dozen years.
"Not sure."
Uji shook his head and said.
"Whether it is an ambush or a sneak attack, he is seriously injured now, otherwise I would not be able to detect such unstable spiritual pressure."
"Then we-"
Uji interrupted Tsunayashiro Mamoru halfway through his words:
"You want to save people?"
"... What do you mean?"
After all, he is not a member of the main family in the Soul Society. Although Tsunayashiro Mamoru considers himself to be a ruthless person, he is still a little less experienced than the knowledgeable Uji.
"The direction of these two retreats is almost completely opposite to each other... I think I can save a Kidō bullet."
Uji's tone seems to really care about the amount of ammunition.
"But isn't he our ally?"
"He may also become a traitor who reveals our secrets... Master Mamoru, if you want to gain a foothold in the Tsunayashiro family, you are still far from learning and accumulating capital."
Uji's eyes gradually turned blood red.
Sniping the opponent at such a long distance, and needing to kill with one shot, he also has to consume a lot of extra spiritual pressure to do it.
"I don't want to die with you."
--Uji didn't finish the last half of the sentence:
He, the nominal guard, is the trump card prepared by the Tsunayashiro family for all heirs to "select" the head of the family.
If he wins, he will also be named Tsunayashiro in the future; if he loses, his life and property will be gone.
"Bang."
Uji pulled the trigger of the Mangekyo for the second time tonight.
"Beep!!!"
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"Wow."
The long feather woven cloth fluttered in the wind.
Tsunayashiro Mamoru followed Uji's instant step and landed.
"Attacking such a far target, the destructive power has not decreased at all."
Looking at the deep pit in front of him, Tsunayashiro Mamoru couldn't help but sigh.
The host who was burned to ashes was obviously slightly better than Tsunayashiro Mamoru, but he died in the AOE of Zanpakutō in such an unclear way, which really made him feel the gap.
"It's strange that it can't produce such an effect after consuming more than half of the extra spiritual pressure of the Kakuten Tai Cannon."
The blood color in Uji's eyes was gradually fading.
"Dangcang."
The barrel of the gun was swung vigorously, and the shell with the inscriptions burned red fell from the breech with a crisp collision sound.
"Let's look for it."
Uji looked at the ground that was destroyed to a mess.
"We are good allies. Although there is not much to be gained from them, we have collected some money over the years."
"This is the foundation for your future."
