Chapter 800 God of Destruction VS Quincy

After all, they are not the real God of Destruction.

It is naturally different from the existence of Quincy who has a lineage theory.

Quincy possesses the ability to absorb spirit particles from the external environment. After strengthening, this ability can decompose and absorb matter composed of spirit particles, or prevent the Shinigami from using spirit particles in the air to form a foothold.

A very small number of Quincy clansmen are unable to absorb spirit sons. This kind of Quincy has the same "soul-giving" ability as its ancestor Yhwach, which is the opposite of "absorbing spirit sons".

There is also the overbearing ability of Shengli, which can directly decompose the living body composed of spirit particles into spirit particles in an instant, and at the same time gather them into his own body, completely absorbing the enemy, turning the enemy into his own spiritual pressure, but after absorbing the enemy, his appearance will change. Changes occur, and the body surface reveals the characteristics of the person being absorbed.

This technique is the ultimate effect of spirit clustering.

Ordinary Gods, Death Gods, and Hollows all have great weaknesses against the Quincy. Only the God of Destruction can ignore the various special abilities of the Quincy.

The power of destruction is the spirit son encoded by Luther. The Quincy cannot absorb it, unless the Spirit King personally takes action, which is still possible.

Or if Yhwach were omniscient and omnipotent, he would also be able to know the secret of the power of destruction.

I don't know if it can be cracked.

After the Quincy knew that the God of Destruction was not as powerful as they thought, they all started killing people.

The Gods of Destruction are all mixed. At present, they are all ordinary gods. There are very few Gods of Destruction. It will take at least a thousand years of development to become the most powerful force in the world. By then, if all Gods of Destruction are included, they will be Quincy. The four major forces, , the God of Death, the Perfection Master, and the Hollow, could not defeat the God of Destruction even if they joined forces.

Now it can only be said that it is a 50-50 tie, with a winner and a loser.

But this is also what Luther needs.

If you want to become the God of Destruction, you not only have to work behind closed doors, but you also have to experience life and death in order to inspire resonance in the essence of your soul.

Although less than two of the two thousand ordinary gods may eventually become the God of Destruction, that is enough.

One god of destruction is as useful and valuable as hundreds or thousands of ordinary gods.

With Madarame's deafening "Let's go!", the entire battlefield seemed to be ignited. The team members with high morale were like arrows, resolutely rushing towards the Quincy camp of the Invisible Empire.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and unyielding fighting spirit, and the tense confrontation between the two sides instantly turned into a fierce confrontation.

However, just when this unstoppable charge was about to swallow everything, an extremely dazzling and lightning-fast beam suddenly cut through the sky, passing by the moment everyone was about to touch the enemy.

The speed of this beam of light exceeded everyone's imagination. It seemed to be the brightest meteor in the night sky, but it also carried a fatal threat, making it impossible to catch its trajectory, let alone react.

Wherever the beam passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind tiny but hot cracks.

When this sudden crisis passed, the team members were shocked to realize that one of their leaders, Madarame Ikkaku, had fallen into a pool of blood.

His right chest was accurately penetrated by the beam, and his upper body was almost torn apart by this indescribable force. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding ground red.

The broken right hand fell weakly a few steps away, holding the Soul Blade tightly in his hand, seemingly still expressing his unwillingness to fight.

"Ikkaku!" Witnessing this scene personally, his eyes widened, full of disbelief and anger.

He turned around suddenly, trying to find the culprit, but he saw a figure wearing a white hooded cloak slowly standing up. The cross star logo embroidered on the back of the cloak was particularly dazzling in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The man took off his hat, revealing a striking purple punk hairstyle, a cold smile on his lips, and his eyes flashed with no fear of life.

"Who the hell are you?"

One of the team members suppressed the fear in his heart and asked loudly, with a bit of trembling in his voice.

"I'm sorry, but my name is not important to you."

Quincy Buzby answered in an almost joking tone. His voice was low and magnetic, but full of unquestionable majesty.

"Because you will soon become part of history. The order I received is to erase all of you, so I don't have time to waste on boring conversations."

Every word Buzby said was like a sharp knife, cutting the hearts of everyone present.

Xing Qin was even more furious. He knew very well his responsibilities and mission as a comrade, and he could not just watch the sacrifice of his comrades and remain indifferent.

So, he took a deep breath, mobilized all the spiritual pressure in his body, and the soul blade in his hand instantly burst into dazzling light, as if to swallow all the darkness.

"Damn it! I won't let you succeed!"

Gongqin roared like an enraged lion, charging towards Buzby with full of anger and grief.

Every time he slashed, he concentrated all his strength, intending to end the battle as quickly as possible and avenge Madarame.

However, Buzby seemed unusually calm. He gently raised his hand, and the essence of the sun seemed to be condensed on his fingertips. A ray of light that was hotter and more dazzling than before shot out from his fingertips and went straight to Gongqin's chest.

This is the "Fire Finger·1!" he is proud of, a powerful move that can instantly turn the target into ashes.

Faced with this fatal blow, although Gongqin tried his best to avoid it, he was still a little slower in the end.

The beam of light was like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly penetrating his defense and hitting his heart.

If it were any other ordinary god, he would have used the "barrier" at this time, but Gongqin was from the 11th Division, and even if he became an ordinary god, he didn't want to use this kind of ghost-like tactics.

So he directly chopped the beam with the soul blade.

The soul blade split the beam, but Gongqin was also splashed all over by the high temperature carried by the beam. If it weren't for the powerful divine equipment, he would be covered with wounds now.

"What!?"

Seeing this, Bazby's eyes flashed with surprise.

He didn't expect that this god of destruction had such a strong potential and desire to survive.

But soon, he regained his composure, and a deeper smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that I underestimated you. However, this will only make the next game more interesting."

"Finger of Fire, 2!"

The anxious Buzzby immediately used his second move. This time he stretched out two fingers and waved them in the direction of Gongqin. The flames formed two things like knife-like qi and flew in the direction of Gongqin.

Gongqin's pupils shrank. At this moment, he seemed to be facing death.