Chapter 263 Complete Holy Communion

Buzby laughed wildly, grinned widely, and raised the star high.

He thought

This young man who looks calm will be a smart man.

I didn't expect it to be so stupid.

Yanling chanted in a high-pitched tone.

The badge bursts with blue light.

But the wind blew, the clouds spread, and the technique was successfully performed, but it had no effect.

Hitsugaya Toshiro was holding the sword and his eyes were indifferent: "How could I use the swastika if I wasn't absolutely sure?"

"The means by which you seize the swastika"

"invalid."

"Has been cracked!"

Buzby clicked his tongue and threw the star medal away carelessly. It spun around on the ground a few times and fell into the cracks in the gravel before disappearing: "No wonder, I just said you were so reckless."

"In just a few days, this ability has been cracked."

"You gods of death still have some abilities, you're not so incompetent."

Hitsugaya Toshiro narrowed his eyes, shook his head, and said in a cold tone: "Incompetent?"

"I don't know why you would come to such a conclusion."

"Is it because we look embarrassed?"

Buzby tilted his head and smiled frivolously: "Isn't that enough?"

"But we just look embarrassed." Hitsugaya Toshiro waved his sword, and the celestial phenomena were activated for him. The dark clouds were called, the cold wind blew, and in an instant, the water vapor was frozen and crystallized, making curls. Falling, four ice flowers unfolded behind him, "You have been planning for thousands of years, and we know nothing about you."

"Isn't it normal to be a little embarrassed because of this?"

Buzby was slightly surprised to hear such words from his mouth.

Hitsugaya Toshiro was calm.

This is the first element of being a "captain".

Be objective, rational, and even abandon all your current identities to look at these things.

only this

Only then can we accurately evaluate the current situation, weigh the pros and cons, and then find a breakthrough.

For ordinary Shinigami, what happened in the past few days was a huge trauma and blow.

The captains were seriously injured.

The life and death of many vice-captains were uncertain.

A large number of soldiers died

It seems to be at a desperate disadvantage.

But Hitsugaya Toshiro jumped out and looked at the development during this period.

Is Seireitei really at a disadvantage?

I'm afraid not.

The Quincy's most powerful ability against the Shinigami was dismantled by Nirvana.

In the battle some time ago, although the casualties of the ordinary soldiers were indeed heavy, and even the entire formation of the first team was disbanded due to this, there was not much loss in terms of high-end combat power.

The captain is just injured

Some left and went to Soul King Palace to further their studies, while some stayed in Seireitei and were also training, such as Komamura Zuozhen, Zaraki Kenpachi, and of course myself.

There is even the addition of "Team Zero".

It's just that the power left in the Seireitei seems to be weak and cannot be defeated by the Invisible Empire.

In Hitsugaya Toshiro's heart.

Seireitei has the advantage.

And after supplementing the missing information, it is an absolute advantage.

"Birds of icicles!"

It's called "Birds", but when the blade slashes, what's shot out from it are balls of ice.

Fast and heavy!

As fast as a rain shower.

Throw it at Buzby.

There was a roar of flames, and the man with the mohawk shook his arms, causing the flames to surge.

When the ice ball is contaminated, it melts instantly. Before it can fall to the ground as water droplets, it is evaporated into steam, and the milky white mass dissipates in the air.

"Ice?" Buzby whistled and became more frivolous, "This ability doesn't work on me!"

Hitsugaya Toshiro ignored him and just continued to swing his sword.

The collision of ice and fire made the entire dark and quiet space chaotic and restless.

And this is just the prologue, the whistle, the beginning of everything.

The shadows continued to squirm.

It was densely packed, and seven or eight people led a group of Quincy out of it.

"There is only one exit." One of the men, who was wrapped in a steel helmet and covered with a layer of Quincy robes, sighed, "But..."

"The power of containment here."

He didn't have time to sigh how weak this power was.

Dense spiritual pressure moved from all directions.

war

It is the cruelest and most heartless word.

Under these two simple words, I don’t know how many lives are contained.

Seireitei has experienced many wars.

Turmoil, restlessness, mental numbness.

These are the most painful things that linger in the minds of the gods of death.

It can be seen from the present moment.

It is precisely because they have experienced numerous wars, large and small, that the Death Gods who have survived before now have extremely high war literacy. They are distributed throughout the Jingling Court just in case to carry out their original duties.

And after receiving the order, they can respond as soon as possible and assemble at the fastest speed where they should assemble.

Team 7 and Team 2 are the fastest.

Secondly, there are other teams.

Broken Bee jumped to the top of a ruins, half-crouched and narrowed his eyes: "Only."

"Seven cadres?"

Fengqiaolou Juro stood beside her, standing in the air: "It doesn't look like there will be more."

"really."

"Only the advance troops."

"But with only this small portion, wouldn't it be a little too disrespectful to us?"

Broken Bee shook his head: "I'm afraid the news that Naruto is going to the Soul King's Palace cannot be hidden from the eyes of these people."

"Now that Naruto has left."

"With the way we performed that day."

Her temper is much more restrained than before, and she is no longer so blindly impulsive.

Although, sometimes I just can’t help it.

"Although this is indeed the case, it still makes people uncomfortable." Fengqiaolou Juro drew his sword and stared at one of them, "Obviously our strength is not bad."

Broken Bee stared at one of them.

"Leave that arrogant woman to me." She pulled out the knife, and as she spoke, she started to "get rid of it." The short blade like a poisonous stinger hooked on his finger, "She looks like it is easy for me to deal with her. of that type.”

Fengqiaolou Juro Yanyan nodded: "Are you going to choose your opponent by yourself?"

"That's it"

"Then I'll pick one that's easy to solve."

His eyes turned and fell on a petite little girl with the same hair color as himself.

She seemed the most harmless and non-threatening.

The other captains who arrived also picked their opponents one by one.

This time is different from last time.

The enemy did not appear out of thin air, but was captured by their traces.

Initiative.

Turned around!

Now it is in the hands of "Seireitei".

At least, that's the current situation.

Nirvana didn't say anything. He arrived here almost at the same time as Broken Bee. Of course, it is still a clone, not the main body.

Reiatsu that is not as high as that of a chief officer is not qualified to participate in a battle of this level.

He is observing.

These people are pretty good and can fight back and forth with the captains.

But to this extent, do you want to overcome the traps and defenses laid out by the God of Death here?

The power is too small.

It's simply not possible.

Is it because in the previous attack, except for Uzumaki Naruto, everyone else was restrained, giving them the illusion that "the Shinigami is easy to deal with"?

Still say.

Is this still a temptation?

he thought.

The slash caused a wave and the ice collapsed, burying the extremely brightly colored mohawk.

"You are really weak." Hitsugaya Toshiro stood in the air, his eyes were cold, and his tone was as cold and ruthless as ice. "Only when the information is not clear, can you show some ability to show off your teeth and claws."

"And after you can no longer hide it, are these the only methods you can use?"

He did not lift his swastika, but tilted his head, preparing to join other battlefields.

This is not a duel.

This is war.

A duel needs to be fair, outsiders are watching, and both parties in the duel come and go.

There is no need for fairness in war, only "life or death". No matter what method, no matter noble or despicable, the one who survives is the winner.

The blade turned.

But under the ice, the flames burned again.

The ice gradually melted, and a mohawk that was still strong and stood upright even when wet by water swayed: "Really."

"As expected of a swastika, this level of ice cannot be dealt with by just using some abilities."

Hitsugaya Toshiro looked over with sharp eyes.

Not killed by burial?

"Such a little guy has such strength." Buzby climbed out and patted the ice flakes off his shoulders, "Looks like I have to be a little more serious."

Hitsugaya Toshiro's voice deepened: "Seriously?"

Buzby raised a finger: "The swastika that seals the god of death, do you think it has this ability?"

"Is it powerful?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro didn't answer him, just nodded his head.

powerful?

That's certainly powerful.

Being able to seal the final trump card of the "God of Death" was something they had never dared to imagine before.

"Of course this power comes at a price." Buzby stepped out of the ice and stepped on the frost-covered ruins. "If we want to seal your swastika, we have to give up some of our power."

"And this power."

"Let me think about it, how can I give you an intuitive understanding?"

He paused and thought for a moment, but no matter how the expression on his face changed, it looked more like a teasing move towards Hitsugaya Toshiro.

Buzby snapped his fingers, sparks flying from his fingertips.

"That's it."

"The ability we want to give up is equivalent to your Swastika."

"By sealing part of our power, we will seal part of your power."

"That makes sense, doesn't it?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro was stunned.

At this moment, he doesn't care about the principle behind the power of "capturing the swastika". With the "hollowing medicine" developed by Nirvana, this ability will not take effect on them.

What he cares about is.

Quincy has abilities comparable to those of "Swastika"?

Even if they are hollow Arrancars, the "Returning Blade" they possess is only comparable to the "Shikai".

Nie Yuli thought of something, and her eyes were thoughtful.

Buzby raised his hand, a flame burning on his index finger.

Blue spirits lingered around him.

A cone-shaped five-pointed star gradually appeared on the top of its head, and behind it, long stick-shaped wings stretched out.

With him as the center, the huge beam of light spreads out into the sky, projecting a huge target that stands tall in the sky.

"That's it!"

"This is our true stance."

Seeing him display it, the other Quincy also used this ability one after another.

The shapes are not the same.

But most of them display their wings behind their backs, looking as holy and noble as angels.

"I have done some research on you Quincy." Nirvana raised his feet and approached the edge of the battlefield. He was not only talking to the Quincy, but also to his colleagues, "This form."

"Did you evolve it in the past two hundred years?"

Buzby narrowed his eyes and stared at the painted face.

Nirvana continued: "As far as I know, the Quincy does have a final form."

"And this final form's enhancement to them is indeed comparable to the enhancement of Swastika to the Shinigami."

"only"

"The price you have to pay is that you will never be able to use spiritual power from now on, and you will lose your qualifications as a Quincy."

Buzby grinned: "Are you conveying information to your companions?"

"interesting."

"Since you want to know so much, I am also willing to explain it to you guys who are about to lose."

"In case you don't know, what kind of move did you lose to?"

He paused and raised his arms.

The two stick-like wings behind him are not as big as those of his companions.

It's bare and light blue, but contains scorching, glaring heat.

"Complete the Eucharist."

"It's completely different from the final form of the Exterminator you mentioned more than two hundred years ago. We can use it as long as we want, and it won't put any burden on our bodies."

"We can use it as long as we want."

Buzby pointed his index finger at Hitsugaya Toshiro.

"With this kind of power, even just a few of us are enough to destroy you."

"Where's Naruto Uzumaki."

"Why haven't I seen him yet? Is it because we think that small characters like us are not enough for him to take action?"

"Then as long as I kill you, he will be able to take action."

Hitsugaya Toshiro raised his sword.

But just at this moment.

Buzby moved.

"Burning index finger, 1".

The names of his moves are ordinary, and they don't look very distinctive, just like a child playing house.

But beneath this ugly name is an extremely powerful and magnificent power of fire.

The Perfect Holy Body also brings him faster speed, stronger strength and sharper reactions.

It is an all-round increase.

Hitsugaya Toshiro just managed to fight back, the frost freezing to protect his body.

Flame hits.

It exploded with a bang, sending smoke and dust everywhere, and waves rolling.

"Sure enough, one finger still won't work." Buzby shouted, holding up two fingers again, "Then use three at a time."

Hitsugaya Toshiro frowned and covered his shoulders.

A flame of this size was even more powerful than what I remembered as the Zanpakutō of Shiha Isshin, the former captain of the 10th division.

After the "Perfect Holy Body" of the Quincy unfolded.

The balance of this battlefield began to shift quietly. Although it did not move to the side of the Extermination Division, the war was one-sided from the beginning to now, with no distinction between you and me.

In the sky, the Palace of the Spiritual King.

Naruto stared at Nimaiya Wang Yue's forging, which was coming to an end.

(I will collect information today and think about my ideas)