Chapter 602 Another Long Night

The dim palace was empty, with only a throne standing in the center. Sitting on the throne was a bearded man with a sculpture-like sharp face and a bit fierce. His long black hair was messy and scattered, so even if he sat still on the throne, he still gave people a sense of wild life. The man suddenly opened his eyes. They were narrow and sharp eyes, and the red pupils made people shudder, as if just being stared at by these eyes would fall into an endless abyss. "You are awake, Your Majesty." Yugalan Hasward walked slowly into the hall. His well-groomed golden hair and blue eyes that gave people a sense of calmness were completely different from the man on the throne, but they matched the man's rough appearance very well, making people feel that if the two were combined into one, they would be perfect. And from his words, the identity of the man who had just opened his eyes on the throne was also obvious. He was the controller of the Invisible Empire and the ancestor of the Quincy - Youhabach. "Well, it's really precious. I'm alive again, Haschward." Youhabach raised his head as if he was really feeling emotional about waking up again, "But this night doesn't seem to be very peaceful. Berenic and Jerome have returned to my body, carrying endless reluctance and regret." He suddenly paused, as if he sensed something, and looked at Haschward: "No, even Bambietta is dead? This night, my Stern Cross Knights lost three people." Haschward knelt on one knee and replied calmly: "It's our incompetence, please forgive me, Your Majesty." Youhabach raised his right hand slightly, "Get up, Haschward, I don't mean to blame you." Haschward stood up, and Youhabach continued in his deep voice: "The Stern Cross Knights are indeed powerful, but they are too Underestimating the enemy, my peace cannot be completely entrusted to their hands after all." He leaned forward slightly with his hands crossed under his chin, and his deep voice made it difficult to understand his true thoughts: "The guests invited this time are not easy to deal with, right, Haschwald?" "I didn't expect to be able to successfully annihilate the opponent, but such an unequal result still surprised me." "This is interesting. If the road ahead is smooth, the scenery will be really boring." Haschwald nodded slightly, "The road ahead you are on will become an epic." He raised his head and continued: "Now that the location of Hiroe Chouzuka has been captured, do we need to do our best to keep him here first." "Hiroe Chouzuka..." Yhwach muttered this name. This was the first time he showed a little emotion, a feeling with a little hesitation. "He has never appeared in my eyes." These arrogant-sounding words have a follow-up, "But he is indeed good enough and has lived up to Genryusai's expectations of him." "It is a bit surprising to me that the man who could plot against Aizen Sosuke only lost two members of the Stern Cross Knights at his hands." Haschwald expressed his opinion. Yhwach curled his lips and smiled. "Even though we haven't had direct contact yet, he is the type of person with extremely clear goals. Berenike and Bambietta? They are not enough to be his targets, haha!" "Were you discovered by accident?" Haschwald was still calm. "From the trajectory of his movements, he seems to be approaching the palace. Perhaps his target is you, Your Majesty?" "If it was Aizen Sosuke, he might come to compete with me openly, but Chouzuka Hiroe, he may not lack wisdom or strength, but he doesn't have that kind of passion!" Yhwach leaned back and continued, "He must have goals that he thinks are important, but it won't be me, who is theoretically the most difficult to deal with right now. But there is no need to guess his thoughts. He is a person whose thoughts are difficult to guess." "He makes people feel mediocre, but he has done many incredible things. In a sense, this is the most troublesome person." Hearing Haschwald's evaluation, Yhwach seemed to come

He showed some interest: "Just now you asked whether to leave him here. If you go, are you sure to defeat him?" Haschwald was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about this question seriously, and then replied calmly: "The scale of victory will be in my hands, but..., that man may have the ability to break the scale." "So it is an unknown number, unknown, this is indeed the greatest charm of Diezuka Hongjiang." Youhabach pointed his finger at the handrail, "Leave him in Silver Frame City? No, there are other options." "Hastwald, summon the rest of the Stern Cross Knights except those who are besieging Diezuka Hongjiang." His red eyes seemed to become more bloody, "Let's go as an uninvited guest!" "Yes, Your Majesty." Haschwald quietly left the palace, and Youhabach once again looked up at the dark dome, and then slowly closed his eyes. "Why?" Lloyd slowly opened his eyes, and Hongjiang's face was full of doubt. "Why can't I find the reason why you have murderous intentions towards me?" "Is it that your murderous intentions towards me are without reason?" "No, I searched your memory. You are not the type who acts on intuition." Hongjiang said with a cold face: "I don't think it is polite to analyze other people's memories, especially the object is me." Although he said so, he was actually relieved in his heart. The deepest secret in his heart is undoubtedly the memory of his previous life. Although he didn't know why Lloyd, who activated his own ability, failed to obtain this memory, it was a good thing after all, for Hongjiang himself and Seireitei. "Qingpo Dao, a line of gunfire!" Hongjiang pointed his index finger and suddenly released a cold arrow. A column of fire shot towards Lloyd from his fingertips. Although Lloyd's reaction was a little slow, he also pointed his index finger, "Qing Po Dao, a line of gunfire!" Although Lloyd released the ghost path only when Hongjiang's fire pillar was almost in front of him, the two fire pillars collided and still canceled each other out. Thin lines rose rapidly from Hongjiang's feet, interweaving to form four dark walls. In the blink of an eye, the thin lines intertwined above his head, completely sealing him inside. "Po Dao 90, Black Coffin!" Lloyd suddenly clenched his right hand, and the black coffin covering Hongjiang suddenly collapsed, raising endless dust. The sound of sharp blades slicing through the air filled his ears. It seemed as if an invisible mountain fell from the center, pulling the air like a bottomless vortex in the middle of the sea, sucking the people around him in. Kilujie and others watched the magnificent scene of the black coffin collapsing. Although their faces were calm, they couldn't help but be a little shocked in their hearts. Is this what the death god in front of them can do with just a wave of his hand? At the same time, they also had a question in their minds: even if it was seven to one, could they really defeat the opponent without any suspense? (