Chapter 635: Died on the Battlefield as a Soldier

Yhwach also noticed the abnormality of his shadow. After a while, the shadow had already reached his knees.

A tall and thin man with long golden hair and a pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared beside him.

Although it was the first time they met officially, Hongjiang knew that the other party was the leader of the Stern Cross Knights - Yugalan Haschwald.

"The time is up, Your Majesty. It has reached the limit of activities outside the Shadow Realm. Please return to the Invisible Empire."

Yhwach turned to look at Haschwald and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? There should be time."

Yes, as the king of the Quincy, he knows his own situation better than anyone else. He has not taken back everything he has after 999 years, so he must stay in the Invisible Empire all year round.

Although he can go out, there is a time limit. Haschwald is very accurate in grasping this time, and so is he. In his mind, he still has a lot of time left to go out.

Then, he thought of a man, who was the first person he met after walking out of the Invisible Empire.

"So it's Aizen Sosuke? He must have played some tricks to confuse me within a few minutes of contact with him."

They are all troublesome guys. Yhwach said to Hongjiang, "It seems that we can only stop here for now."

Yhwach said and turned around. A black shadow formed a door in front of him. "We will meet again soon. Then we won't be so hasty."

After saying that, Yhwach walked into the dark door. Haschwald put his hand on the hilt of the knife, as if he was on guard against Hongjiang's possible sneak attack, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to have this intention, he followed Yhwach's footsteps and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, the members of the Stern Cross Knights in various parts of the Soul Society seemed to have received orders at the same time. The spirit fire pillars that had been ignited before were ignited again around them, and then they all got into the fire pillars and disappeared.

Only the bodies of the Gotei 13 members scattered everywhere and the mess on the ground proved that they had appeared and caused great damage to the Soul Society in a short time.

Hongjiang looked at the place where Yhwach disappeared, as if he had become a statue that only knew how to breathe, just standing quietly.

The man who gave him great pressure finally left, which made him feel relieved, but at the same time, it also made his mind go blank.

What should I do at this time? Go find someone to save the old man? But who should I find?

Hongjiang didn't have an answer in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look back at Yamamoto's twisted figure.

But apart from finding someone to save Yamamoto, what else can he do?

Hongjiang was very confused. What he saw in front of him was a vast expanse, and he knew in his heart that the Gotei 13 and the Soul Society were in tatters at the moment. Should he deal with these? Can he deal with it? Does he have the face to deal with it?

At the most critical moment, he was not with them, and he didn't save the leader of the Gotei 13.

If Hong Jiang felt that he had done a lot in the Invisible Empire, then at this moment, with the departure of Yhwach, he felt that he had done nothing.

He did not save the old man from the mountain, nor did he catch or solve the culprit.

Even when the other party left, he was relieved in his heart. This was too weak and too shameful.

His mind was confused, and just when he was at a loss, a warm embrace finally brought him back to his senses.

"Are you okay?!" Ye Yi's concerned voice sounded in his ears.

This was like opening the floodgates of Hongjiang's emotions, and the tears he had held back suddenly poured out, "Old man Shan, old man Shan..."

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I took it for granted, I made a mistake and didn't think they would raid the Soul Society, and I was not strong enough, I couldn't keep that guy, it was all my fault!"

Yueyi looked at Hongjiang who was crying like a child in her arms

In her impression, this man had never been so sad, Yamamoto was special to him, although he had been complaining about the other's stubbornness and severity since he was a child, but she and Urahara knew that Yamamoto was the most special person in Hongjiang's heart, like a father.

If seeing Yamamoto's body that seemed like a misplaced building block shocked Yeyi, then Hongjiang crying in her arms made her nose sore, and she didn't know how to comfort this man, just hugged him quietly.

Urahara also quietly appeared beside the two, but even he couldn't say anything at this moment.

First, he was infected by Hongjiang's emotions. Like Yoruichi, he didn't know how to comfort Hongjiang. Or, in the hundred years that the three of them had only lived together, Hongjiang had never been someone who needed comfort.

Second, Yamamoto's fall. This old man who represented the history of the Soul Society and the Gotei 13 fell down with a bang. It made people sigh and sigh, and at the same time, he felt empty in his heart.

All those who had been in the Gotei 13, including him, probably couldn't imagine that the old man Yamamoto would fall one day.

The three of us stood there in silence for a long time. Suddenly, Hongjiang stood up from Yoruichi's arms, rushed to Urahara, and asked with red eyes: "Old man Yamamoto, he can still be saved, right, Urahara."

"Hongjiang..."

"I know it's difficult, but you must have a way, right!" Hongjiang asked hurriedly, and then turned to pleading, "Even if there is no way now, I can keep him in his current state until you come up with a solution!"

Urahara was silent. Strictly speaking, Yamamoto was not dead. His heart was still beating, and even the blood did not flow much because of the static recording. I believe Hongjiang has done his best to save him.

But it was precisely because of the static recording that Yamamoto's situation was so bad that he could almost be sentenced to death, because he had lost his self-consciousness. With the blessing of the static recording, it can almost be determined that Yamamoto's soul has collapsed.

Of course, Urahara could not be sure that the other party's soul had completely collapsed, but even if the other party still had a little soul left, it would dissipate the moment it lost the protection of the static recording.

I believe Hongjiang himself knows this, but he really doesn't want to admit it, nor does he want to face it.

"Hongjiang... maybe, maybe there is still a way to save the old man, but..." Urahara choked up rarely. He looked at Yamamoto's unshakable body, believing that such persistence was not entirely due to static recording.

"But even if he can be saved, it is very likely that he will never be able to open his eyes. Even if there is a day when he regains consciousness, he will never live as a god of death again."

Urahara held Hongjiang's arms, and unconsciously exerted force on his hands again, hoping to calm him down.

"Do you think that kind of life is what the old man wants?"

"Isn't it his most glorious moment to die on the battlefield as a warrior, Hongjiang?"

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