Chapter 205 Hell Is Coming

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Ru Yueming's hair stood on end as she played a backhand card to deny three consecutive hits.

After the previous trip to hell, he had no interest in staying in that hellish place for one more second.

Not only is the environment bad, but it is open all year round.

Not to mention the five insurances and one housing fund, even the basic salary cannot be guaranteed.

What are you using to recruit your subordinates? Is it possible that it’s all about exploitation?

He Ruyue Ming is not that kind of person.

Even Kisuke Urahara still has two hours off every week.

"Your Excellency Ruyue, you don't need to belittle yourself."

Shikatori Baunsai stared at him intently, as if recognizing Koyuki Ming, and stared at him and said, "In the million-year history of Soul Society, nothing like this has ever happened."

"This unique power is undoubtedly the best proof that you have replaced Hell."

Kisaragi Ming frowned.

He knew very well that it was not him who disintegrated the third-class souls, but Mimihaki's power during the soul burial ceremony.

As the right hand of the Spirit King, he has some special powers, which is quite normal.

But does this just allow the third-class souls to return to the land of Soul Society?

Or is there another purpose?

He thought he needed to ask.

In front of his old friend, Shikatori Baunsai was very cooperative and told all the information he knew about hell.

Their purpose is also simple.

That is to use the power of Ru Yueming to cut off the shackles of hell and regain freedom.

It doesn't matter if he dies or returns to Soul Society.

Anyway, just get out of hell.

Hundreds of years of torture had already exhausted the first-generation captains physically and mentally, and their mental state was on the verge of collapse.

If they are like this, let alone others?

Those captain-level Shinigami who died before them had already been reduced to unconscious walking zombies in the endless torture.

However, even so, their souls are still enduring torture day after day.

No matter who you are, you don’t want to be like this.

Therefore, under the help of others, Shikatori Hatsuunsai and Saito Immortal joined this plan.

Originally, they planned to attack Kisaragi Ming directly.

However, this guy seemed to have some kind of prophetic ability. Every time he was about to step into a trap, he would avoid it in advance.

As a last resort, he could only take action against Aizen and let him enter hell on his own.

The ideal is perfect, the reality is very skinny.

Akira Kisaragi came to Hell as scheduled, and then defeated all the first-generation captains. The only two remaining female members were directly kidnapped by him and used as souvenirs.

They guessed the beginning, but not the ending.

I have to say, this is the saddest thing.

…………

Unohana Retsu took the information to report to the 1st Division, while Kisaragi Akira quietly came to the 12th Division.

"Soyousuke, help me quickly."

Akira Kisaragi recounted in detail the information Shikatori Hatsuunsai told, and finally looked at Aizen with burning eyes and analyzed:

"I think things are not as simple as they appear."

"The other party may have secrets they are hiding from us."

Aizen glanced at Kisaragi Ming with some surprise, nodded and said:

"There are reasons for this."

"But I prefer that it's not that they don't say it, but that they can't say it."

"Hell is a completely unfamiliar territory to us."

"If it hadn't been for this incident, we probably would never have gone to this place in our lives."

"So I guess that even after leaving hell, the imprisonment on them still exists, or..."

"They could go back to hell at any time!"

Aizen's eyes were calm, recalling the chains wrapped around Fujiwara Shinichi and others that day.

After returning from hell, he immediately went to the Great Spirit Book Corridor to look for relevant records.

According to some information and the speculations of relevant researchers in the past.

He concluded that hell also has certain surveillance capabilities over the three realms.

First of all, it is not just third-class souls who fall into hell.

A very small number of extremely vicious people will be attracted by the gates of hell and fall into it because their crimes during their lifetime were too serious.

Is it similar to the ability of the Great Spirit Book Corridor?

Or, hell has other ways to distinguish the good and evil of the dead.

The only news that is known and certain at the moment is that hell has existed since ancient times.

"Too much trouble."

Ruyue Ming grinned, "Instead of guessing, it's better to ask the person responsible directly. The big brother has been with the Soul King since he was a child, so he must know the secret of hell."

"Can't we just ask Him directly?"

The two left the 12th Division and came to Runlin'an District.

In the shrine, Aizen looked at Kisaragi Akira taking out the latest photo album from his arms, and his eyes suddenly twitched.

Some time ago, Soul Society created a new female shinigami association. The president is Kusuka Yachiru, and almost all of them are female shinigami.

The only special case is Ruyue Ming.

No one knows how he got into it, but he can be seen every time the Female Death Association meets.

The photo album I just took out is the latest publication founded by the Female Shinigami Association, and its sales volume is second only to the official publication "Seireitei News".

But if I remember correctly, the photo album in this issue is "Skeletons" by Shigekuni Yamamoto.

Hopefully Mimihaki’s eyes won’t be poisoned by this…

After some skillful operation, the black shadow's right hand appeared on the opposite side of the tea table. His indifferent single eye calmly stared at Kisaragi Akira opposite, and the corner of his sight glanced at Aizen next to him.

"Boss, we want to know specific information about hell."

Ruyue Ming showed a flattering smile and poured tea respectfully, "What do you think of the souvenirs I brought back from hell? I can replace hell..."

Immediately afterwards, he repeated the information provided by Shikatori Hatsuunsai and Aizen's guess in his own words.

His response was silence.

After a long absence, Ru Yueming actually saw a look of thinking in Mimi Haji's single eye.

After a while, an indifferent and disorderly tone sounded in the empty room, and the dim candlelight loomed, making the atmosphere a bit strange.

"..."

After some narration, the shadow disappeared like a tide, and before leaving, he did not forget to take away the sacrifice that Ru Yueming brought him this time.

"I have imagined many possibilities, but I never guessed this."

The surprise on Aizen's face couldn't go away. Mimihaki's description just now was a little hard for him to accept.

However, Ru Yueming was very nervous and quickly accepted this setting, grinning at the same time:

"It doesn't matter, I'm so strong now!"

"Even if I have to carry the Soul Society on my back and hold Old Man Shan up with one hand, I will be as invincible as the moonlight!"

"Isn't it just a hell? All the ashes will be raised in it within three days!"

Aizen ignored the crazy Kisaragi Akira and began to seriously think about countermeasures.

The amount of information was too large, and even with his state of mind, it would take some time to recover.

In ancient times, when the three realms were not divided.

Hell and the original world are equal existences. Then the Spirit King appeared, destroyed the ancient void, separated the three realms, and started the cycle of the original world again.

Things should have ended here.

But the omniscient and omnipotent Spirit King suddenly discovered that the Three Realms did not enter a stable state due to the opening of the cycle.

The souls that make up the world are being reduced all the time, as if they are being swallowed by some kind of creature similar to the Great Void and being stripped from the cycle.

The Spirit King traced the whereabouts of the Spirit Son and discovered Hell.

He tried to solve this phenomenon through his omniscience and omnipotence, and stabilized the three realms that had finally reopened the cycle.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't completely stop the loss of spiritual beings.

As a last resort, the Spirit King created the Gate of Hell and temporarily blocked the passing spirits.

But this is just a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution.

When the dead person's spiritual pressure reaches the third level of spiritual power, his spiritual son will still be plundered by hell, and after so many years of assimilation, the gate of hell has also become exclusive to hell.

And as hell continues to plunder the powerful souls of the three realms, the balance will be further destroyed.

Until the day when the balance completely breaks down.

The door to hell will be completely open, and the guilty people and evil spirits will appear in the three realms without any scruples, triggering the real doomsday.

As for how hell monitors the three realms, it is also very simple.

Hell is always around, and the hell butterfly that guides the God of Death is actually an evolution of the power of hell.

Right now Mimihaki has no solution to this problem.

Fortunately, the stronger the spiritual pressure in Soul Society, the more stable the balance between the two realms will be.

At present, both Yhwach Bach and Yamamoto Shigekuni can serve as important weights on the balance to maintain this fragile balance.

Perhaps only when a being stronger than the Spirit King is born, this problem will be solved.

But after his explanation, Aizen had a new idea.

"Ming, do you think we can do the opposite?"

Considering that someone's brain is all muscle, Aizen said bluntly:

"Since you and Mimihaji's power are combined, you can disintegrate third-class spirits."

"Then can those who fall into hell escape from hell in this way and return to the cycle of Soul Society?"

Ruyue Ming: "?"

…………

After his influence, Kisaragi Akira believes that Aizen is now qualified to become a master.

Only those with an imagination as unbridled as his can be unimpeded on the road to science.

Given that relevant research still needs a few days to be verified.

Akira Kisaragi left the laboratory to Aizen and returned to the 11th Division alone.

However, when he just walked to the door, he heard an arrogant voice coming from the competition stage near the grassland:

"Is this the level of chief officials in future generations?"

"It's too bad, they're just a bunch of fish!"

As he got closer, he saw a pink-haired female imp with her arms folded in front of her, looking at everyone with disdain.

Because of Shikatori Ba Yunzhai's cooperation, Ruyue Ming did not imprison them, but gave them enough freedom.

Near the competition stage, several familiar figures were already lying around.

Higashikata, Komamura left formation, Madarame Ikkaku, Ayase River Yumichika.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming was about to go on stage to teach the female brat a lesson, but unexpectedly someone beat him to it.

Saito Immortal frowned and stared at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him like an evil ghost, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

He had thick black hair, his open Death Armor was covered in blood, and a strong smell of blood emanated from his body.

His eyes were blood red and his face was filled with a ferocious smile. He was simply more ferocious than an evil spirit.

"Come and fight!"

Zaraki Kenpachi raised the serrated sword in his hand, pointed forward, and golden spiritual pressure exploded without concealment.

Before Saito could agree, he had already launched an attack.

Because he was often beaten mercilessly by Akira Kisaragi, Zaraki Kenpachi did not use a blindfold to swallow his own spiritual pressure like in the original work.

Coupled with the fact that Akira Kisaragi was never merciful in his attacks, Zaraki Kenpachi's strength grew rapidly, and he was much stronger than the rest of the team.

Looking at Soul Society, only a few people can suppress him.

The rest should be treated equally!

Blade light erupted, Zaraki Kenpachi launched an attack like a wild beast, golden spiritual pressure dancing wildly, burning like a flame on his body.

Faced with such oppression, Saito Immortal did not dare to be careless and immediately raised his sword to fight.

Steel collides, sparks fly, and sparks burn.

The long serrated knife was raised and fell like a heavy hammer. He was still fighting instinctively, but he was much stronger than when he first joined the team.

Qiang——

The ripples of air waves visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, hitting the ghost path barrier and causing ripples in circles.

The more Saito fought, the more frightened he became.

I thought that Kisaragi Ming was an exception among the current 13th Division, but I didn't expect that a mere 11th Division was actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The chief officer who fought with her before was actually extremely violent.

I didn’t expect there to be experts!

Could it be said that this is now the norm for Team 13?

Are they the dead ones who are really left behind?

The more Saito fought, the harder it became. On the other hand, Zaraki Kenpachi had just entered the state, and the white energy visible to the naked eye evaporated and rose from his reddish skin.

The golden spiritual pressure turned into a blazing pillar of light, shining above the competition stage like a small sun.

With the final explosion of two-handed swordsmanship, Saito was instantly thrown out and hit hard against the ghost barrier.

"Ahem, damn..."

Saito spat out a mouthful of blood and looked reluctantly at Zaraki Kenpachi, who was holding his Zanpakutō on his shoulders and receiving cheers on the competition stage.

She was just careless and didn't expect that this reckless man had a trump card in swordsmanship.

However, at this moment, dark "snowflakes" suddenly appeared in the sky.

It's like ashes from a burned furnace.

It fell on the grass, fell into the crowd, and soon spread into a thick layer on the ground.

Saito's expression changed slightly, and he noticed something unusual.

Shikatori Baunsai dodged out of the crowd and came to her side, reminding her.

"chain……"

Saito reached out and touched his chest. The familiar shackles of hell reappeared and were growing continuously, just like the karma locks of human souls in this world.

"Hell is coming." She looked to the sky.

At some point, a huge door appeared, the colors of black and red intertwined like solidified blood.

The ferocious skeleton moved his palm and slowly opened the door to hell.

When the door was completely opened, a huge suction force came out, followed by countless dark chains.

He ran straight to the two men on the grass and swept down.

Just when the chain was about to touch them, a spinning Zanpakuto fell from the sky, and deep purple flames erupted on it, instantly knocking the chain away.

The blade was inserted into the grass next to it. Akira Kisaragi came to the Zanpakutō and pulled it out.

next moment.

The blazing spiritual pressure beam soars into the sky, and the blazing sun rises into the sky!