Chapter 920 Assimilation (Happy New Year to Everyone)

Yhwach didn't feel at all that the current Ichigo had the ability to resist him. He took steps easily, but someone pressed the pause button in an instant.

A long black knife pierced his forehead from behind, and with the blade as the center, deep blackness spread quickly.

Yhwach's figure spread out quickly like torn black cloth, circled in the sky and then gathered together again, turning into a familiar human form.

Only this time, Yhwach was no longer as calm as before. He knelt on the ground with one knee, his chest rising and falling obviously, and he looked a little embarrassed.

He raised his head, his large and small eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were all focused on the person who had sneak attacked him, that is, Diezuka Hongjiang who had just been beheaded by him.

Hong Jiang's state at this moment was a bit magical. He held the long knife tightly in his right hand and stabbed it straight out. It was obvious that he had pierced Yhwach's head, but there was still nothing on his neck, except for a lump that could not be seen even if he didn't look carefully. An indistinguishable pale white mist.

The headless body turned ninety degrees towards Youhabach. The mist on its neck had solidified, and its facial features were vaguely revealed.

"You can survive this way. It seems that I underestimated you too much, Diezuka Hongjiang." Yhwach said with a somewhat self-deprecating tone.

At this time, the mist also turned into Hong Jiang's head, "It's a pity that I couldn't kill you. You are more cautious than me, Yhwach."

"It's too simple to think of killing me." Yhwach said loudly: "Omniscient and omnipotent is the power to change the future, so even the future in which you die can be changed."

It's just that when faced with a power that can threaten him, it is true that Yhwach's heart was not touched. After all, this is a power that can really compete with omniscience and omnipotence.

Sure enough, it is possible for Diezhong Hongjiang to die like this!

It can't be said that I really regarded Hong Jiang as an opponent until this moment. Because of this, there was no problem that I needed to solve urgently. This is the true face of Hong Jiang's power.

Hong Jiang jumped up, and the long knife in his hand immediately divided the incoming wave into seven.

"Sure enough, you have realized the power of life and death, Diezhong Hongjiang."

But I don’t know it myself. Rather than saying that the wave was cut open by me, it’s more like it was divided into seven just right and escaped my blade.

But Hongjiang's knife just now was so powerful. As the long knife entered his body, Yhwach didn't feel like he was blindfolded.

"You see what his power is."

Hong Jiang smiled heavily when he heard those words and joked: "It might be less convincing if he stood up and said that kind of thing."

Sure enough, this separate wave instantly wrapped Hongjiang in it like two closed hands, and squeezed it continuously, as if they were all going to retreat into some tangible crack.

"He can do it, he should do it, Diezuka Hongjiang." Yhwach did not feel happy, he stood up and continued: "After all, he did threaten you just now. In other words, except for any existence you thought, He should have been killed just now.”

Yhwach decisively cut open the unformed blisters at the back. Half of them immediately dissipated without a trace, while the other half changed again, and the outline of a person could be faintly seen.

The small hall was filled with my arrogant and proud laughter.

Yhwach held the Cross Blade of Annihilation behind him, and the white substance covering his body was twisted regularly, which seemed to indicate my excitement.

But the knife finally fell into the air. Yhwach jumped forward and dodged the knife with a heavy body.

Hong Jiang's unfamiliar face appeared again, but both of my eyes were white, without pupils. Then a piece of gray spread out in his eyes. In the gray, it was like two empty white pupils again. Appear.

I was still vigilant, but I felt that the air behind my eyes was distorted, like a transparent blister that had stopped condensing.

It's just that when the world doesn't have its own master, everything becomes so wonderful, especially when its master is Yhwach.

The terrible white darkness quickly eroded my body and soul before I could see the future like quicksand.

Hongjiang, who was in the white darkness, was besieged by countless pitch-white figures.

Just as the inner boundary is a space that is constantly shrinking and squeezing, Hong Jiang feels that the space is constantly stretching, or in other words, I am constantly expanding and gathering.

Yhwach recognized it at a glance as the long knife in Hongjiang's hand, except that the colors of the blade and handle were swapped.

Just a complicated stab, even if it hits the head, will actually make Yhwach less concerned. After all, I don't have the ability to change the future.

There was no doubt that it was not Yhwach's trap. Special methods could not work when the opportunity was lost. Hongjiang didn't think about it, and the long knife in his hand quietly changed.

That thought was very real. It only existed in Yhwach's mind for a moment, and it could not cause even a trace of ripples.

But the last second I saw everything, even the compressed space completely dissipated, everything seemed so strange, as if everything had happened before.

At the same time, the long knife in Hongjiang's hand suddenly changed back to its previous appearance. The pitch-white blade slashed along the Crossman of Destruction, straight towards Yhwach's left hand.

Was Diezuka Hongjiang solved just like that?

As the long knife completely solidified, the silhouettes of the silhouettes became more concrete.

Although this power is terrible, it doesn't leave me with the power to fight back.

It is not a complex restraint or erosion. In a sense, it is more like an invitation, a defensive embrace, and a door to a new world.

I am like gradually turning into a light rain, a ball of air, coexisting with that world and that space in a more subtle and appropriate form, and perhaps it is certain that we will eventually merge into one.

Although my blade has not defeated each figure after it approaches me, the figures still seem to have no end, and they continue to rush towards me.

At present, I have some guesses, but I still need to take a step back to verify.

The first chapter of the destruction of the world should not have an opponent worth recording, so that the birth of the new world will appear even smaller!

Of course, even if I didn't hesitate at that time, it would be beneficial to my future changes.

With a wave of the cross blade in the hand of the friend Zhai Lunsi, the sticky white was like a wave, one layer lower than another, and there were no human figures moving in the waves, which seemed normal and weird.

I slashed again, but a knife with a jet-black blade and a white handle that was almost as long as the blade blocked my Cross Blade.

In the small hall, Youhabach stared at the space that had not yet slowly turned into a white line, but there was no trace of joy at the impending failure on his face.

I only felt a flash of white suddenly pass by, not so dazzling, but it seemed holy.