The most conspicuous thing about the person standing in front of the empty mole is the huge bald head.

But the huge size and the spiritual pressure on his body like a giant mountain all showed that this was not the bald head that the empty mole was familiar with.

A special Death Boss suit, with a string of crimson prayer beads as large as a fist hanging around his neck, a single tall clog on his feet, and a huge white brush in his hand.

Even if you can't see the front of the mole, you can instantly know the identity of this person.

The leader of Team Zero, the true leader of the Corpse Soul Realm, the one who named all things, and the one behind the dark story told by Kisuke Urahara, who separated the Three Realms from the real world.

His real name is called a monk, a soldier in the main department of the army, and the sword in his hand is really a white pen and a text!

"Good job, boy. I don't know when, a guard of the main department of the army turned around and showed a terrible smile like a beast that he wanted, which made the empty mole involuntarily take a few steps back, and then looked at the other party as if he didn't look back at all, just looked at the sword beast and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, the great monk moved, there seemed to be no gap between the extremely quiet and the extremely moving, obviously he was just standing there in the last moment, and at this moment the monk had already raised the white pen in his hand and wrote a word.

Eternal night, long night, come here~

A dramatic singing voice sounded from his mouth, and even those who didn't know how to appreciate it would feel the superb singing skills of the other party.

However, the empty mole turned pale, and fled from this place in an instant.

Show your face a little, drink a glass of wine, and then go~

The chanting of the great monk was still the same, and the white pen was dyed with black ink at some point, and the tip of his arm waved and the tip of his nose trembled lightly and drew ink marks on the ground.

After drinking, even my life is gone~

I don't know where to go, the great monk took out a bowl, took some ink from the void and put it into his mouth.

The way of the dead, flowers, also bloom~

As the ink enters, the world around it begins to rapidly turn into pure black.

Where is the delicacies, dye them dark~

The speed of the pure black spread even exceeded the speed of the Sky Mole's instantaneous steps, and the last to arrive had already caught up with the Sky Mole that had fled in advance.

Split into eight, dark flame~

The pitch-black spiritual pressure filled the world in front of the empty mole, and the spiritual power in the body had long since dried up, but the empty mole did not dare to stop, constantly squeezing his soul and releasing instantaneous steps.

Burn darkly, nibble on it~

If you stop, you will die, and you will be swallowed up by this boundless darkness and leave nothing behind, and the empty mole knows this quite well.

The rest, miserable white bones~

Beside the first guard of the main headquarters, the black ink began to rise, turning into a majestic building.

Set up as a tombstone and mourn for you~

The great monk clasped his hands together, and countless tablets appeared on the pitch-black ground, which looked extremely terrifying.

In the distance, the Sky Mole had already seen the three Hinosaki Cultivators, and they were also staring at the boundless darkness with a shocked expression, not daring to move at all.

The whole world seemed to be left with only the chanting of the first guard of the main department, and all the light was stripped away, leaving only pure black.

The Great Monk's voice became more and more solemn, and he sat down with his legs folded as the whole pitch-black house took shape on the ground.

I hope you will never have it again in the next life~

Turned into a sacrifice for our generation~

The original chant came to an abrupt halt, leaving only a word of murderous intent that ran through the sky.

Don't turn too much to kill the tomb!

There was no fire, no sound, and the roaring sword beast after the darkness rose as if it had never existed, leaving not even a trace of it.

"Can you be saved?!" Hinosaki looked at the black who was only one step away from them with a little trembling, and the empty mole who had been completely exhausted collapsed to the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Yo~ boys. ”

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of the three of them, with a terrifying smile on their dark face that almost cracked to the root of their ears, and Hinamori Momo, the only woman among the four, was even more frightened and screamed.

"Who are you?!" Kira Izuru and Hinosaki Shubing were the first to react, raising their swords to meet the great monk.

"Oh, the breath of liberation, or three... With the addition of this kid, there are four, are you the prospective captain who is preparing to succeed?" The great monk looked at them with a strange smile on his dark face as if he was looking at a new toy.

"You know we...?" asked Kira Izuru first when she noticed something was wrong.

"Of course you know, I personally approved your appointment documents. The great monk raised his head and smiled arrogantly, and then wiped his black face with his hand, which was covered with ink, which was erased by him at will, and the chubby face and beard suddenly looked extraordinarily honest.

"Huh?" The three of them were obviously a little confused by each other's words.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, the old man is the captain of Team Zero, you can call me a monk, although you will meet sooner or later after you become the captain, even if it is early today, hahaha. ”

"Team Zero...?" The two who had obviously not heard of this concept had not yet reacted, but Hinamori Momo had heard Aizen mention it, and at this time she showed such an expression.

"Even if what you said is true, why did you attack us just now?" Hinosaki still stared at the other party unrelentingly, obviously not relieved of his sudden attack.

"Ahh As he spoke, the great monk casually picked up a handful of black water on the ground, and sure enough, as he said, it was just ordinary ink, and there was no trace of power at all.

"Let's go, let's go, look like you're all hurt, I'll take you back to the Lingling Court. Saying that, the great monk smiled and took the lead to open the way.

It's just that when he walked past the empty mole, he suddenly turned around and smiled, and said thoughtlessly, "You kid, it's very good." ”

Watching the other party walk away, the empty mole finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing back at the black water on the ground, the empty mole secretly snorted in his heart, and returned the ink, saying that the plain in front of him with nothing but black ink was fake, and now it was ordinary ink, and it was hard to say if it was contaminated just now and whether he could still live now.

As for what the eye monk said, he didn't believe a word, not to mention the monk's strange and changeable personality, and the act of killing the sword beast without saying a word was only possible in the eyes of the empty mole.

Extinguish the mouth.

Because the other party has mastered the real fight!

Although it was only a few seconds, the empty mole experienced a lot of ups and downs like a roller coaster, although he was dissatisfied with his heart at this time, at least his life was worry-free, although there were still thousands of thoughts at this time, his head was tilted, and he fainted. [.]