Chapter 859: The Destruction of the Star 10 Rebels

The heat in the air gradually subsided, and the breeze brought a slight coolness of the night.

Bazby staggered to Haschward, and the tips of his fingers were still red like flames, but when they touched Haschward, they seemed to touch water, and dimmed with a swishing sound.

He grabbed the other's collar hard, and Haschward did not stop him. Not to mention that Bazby was no longer a threat at the moment, he did not feel any malice from this former close friend, not even during the battle.

"I lost, Hugo, damn it..."

Haschward stood there, listening to Bazby's final "accusation" expressionlessly, but in fact, what he said was not that heavy.

"It really didn't go as I wished... I thought I would be even more unwilling to lose to you."

Yes, he thought he would be very unwilling to lose to Hugo, who he once took care of. After all, this meant to some extent that what Yhwach said was right. The reason why he was a genius before was entirely thanks to Hugo.

But he was relieved when he really lost to Hugo. Yes, his friend was a genius, an undisputed genius. At least at this moment, he was sincerely happy for him.

Bazby felt that his body was getting heavier and his vision was getting more and more blurred. He collapsed uncontrollably and said what he had said to Haschwald. It was just encouragement at that time, but now it was only a blessing.

"Hugo, become the strongest Quincy, Hugo..."

Haschwald was silent from beginning to end, until Bazby completely fell in front of him, without a trace of ripples in his eyes, as if the death of this close friend was nothing to him.

On the other side, Litoto, who felt the disappearance of Bazby's spiritual pressure, couldn't help but complain, "Huh, what's going on, Bazby was killed just like that, it's so hard to let the two of them fight alone, right, Yhwach."

Yhwach stood quietly at the entrance of the corridor leading to the room, and seemed to be disdainful of talking to someone like Litoto.

"Forget it, no matter how embarrassing Bazby is, it's not something we can say." Litoto said to herself, her abdomen was full of blood, and it was not easy to stand with such a serious injury.

As for the others, Najakup was the first to have his head blown off, Jadis was cut in half, Giselle's neck was twisted, and Litoto actually had no chance of survival.

Compared to Bazby, their defeat seemed more thorough and rapid, even if four people joined forces, they couldn't even make the man on the opposite side move a step.

Another mouthful of blood was spit out, and Litoto could no longer support her body. But until she fell, her eyes were still burning with anger, and her last words were regrets for not being able to kill Youhabach.

But these words were not even a joke in Youhabach's ears, and even the appearance of these traitors could not make his emotions fluctuate in the slightest.

He had already seen this boring future, and the death of these people undoubtedly proved their stupidity, and also showed that it was the right choice for him to give up on them.

Youhabach turned and walked into the hall, sat back on the throne, with a hint of fatigue in his voice, and said to himself: "Finally it's quiet, let me sleep for a while."

Night has fallen, and the small noise in the Ice Palace has stopped, which means that the Quincies who betrayed Youhabach have been annihilated, but in other places, the battle has just begun.

Four members of the Royal Guards split into four groups and took the initiative to meet the Gotei 13 and Ichigo Kurosaki and others.

Gerard seemed to show the common characteristic of war-loving people - direction is bad. Although he was the most motivated, he ran in the wrong direction.

To be honest, Yaskin didn't have much motivation, but it was as if someone was deliberately teasing him and Gerard. The war-loving people couldn't find opponents, and the lazy people met Kurosaki Ichigo and his group early.

However, Yaskin was not ready yet, so he slipped away directly. Of course, His Majesty had ordered them to clear the enemy, so he couldn't really leave this group of people alone.

So he hid around Ichigo and others while thinking of the simplest strategy in his mind, such as setting up a trap for these people to step into at the same time, which is the most labor-saving way.

And Lijie occupied the top of a tall clock tower. His target was the largest number of people in the Gotei 13, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

Of course, unlike Yaskin's idea of ​​being afraid of trouble and wanting to save trouble, he was just waiting for an opportunity.

In a place like the Real World City where the concentration of spiritual power and spirit particles is extremely high, different people will have different degrees of adaptability to such an environment.

Although it was a collective action, the eagerness of the group made them not keep a tight formation all the time. As time went by, some people would fall behind, and the crowd would slowly disperse.

And what Li Jie had to do was to kill those guys who were alone one by one. For a sniper, this was the most correct choice to deal with the enemy.

So far, there has been no direct conflict between the Shinigami and the Quincy in this strange city. For this, Zaraki and Kurotsuchi Mayuri were also extremely depressed.

"Do we have to go to the highest place to kill people as much as we want?"

"The fewer the number of enemies, the more precious the remaining materials. There is no battle in other places, so it is a good thing that there is no waste of resources."

The two men said their own things, but they both showed an unusual desire to meet a Quincy. Just as they turned a corner, they suddenly stopped.

A short and strange man with a body completely covered by a robe stood in the middle of the street. This man was Penida, one of the royal guards.

"What is that?"

"Is that a question? Or is it a soliloquy?" Mayuri Kurotsuchi said, "If it's a soliloquy, I'll pretend I didn't hear it."

Then he started talking to himself, "But for such a weird guy, if the description of the Arrancar named Sal Apollo is not wrong, I do have some key information."

It seems that it was Zaraki who didn't hear it this time. Although Penida looked completely fragile in his eyes, he had walked for so long, so it might as well be a stretch.

"Anyway, chop it first!"

He stepped forward, raised the Zanpakutō in his hand above his head, and then chopped it down heavily at Penida!

Before he had swung the knife to the end, he felt his wrist twisting uncontrollably. This was just the beginning. His entire right arm was like a wet cloth twisted together. The muscles rotated in different directions and broke apart piece by piece.

"Back off, Zaraki!" Kurotsuchi Mayuri also noticed the abnormality and warned loudly.

Zaraki jumped back. At this time, his entire right arm was like a twisted knot, but there was no expression of pain or fear on his face. "It doesn't matter. Only one arm was injured. On the contrary, I cut the guy's head open."