Chapter 127: True Liberation
"The power of rebirth? You mean the power that restored the wound in your chest? I wonder what kind of force brought you back from the brink of death. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" The captain's face was serious, and he pulled out his sword again.
"No, this is not a nascent force. I am referring to my sword, true power. The fool replied to the captain with a smile, and then looked at Kyoraku Harusui and Ukitake Shishiro beside him, "I guess the two of you won't interfere in the battle between me and the captain, I admit that I can't beat the three of you together." β
"How? We don't go to war. Jingle Chunshui smiled, pulled Ukitake Shishang, and left in an instant.
Leaving the neglected Komamura left in embarrassment, the fool didn't even count him, as if his presence didn't exist in a situation that didn't affect the battle at all. Gritting his teeth and cutting it, Komamura jumped back 100 meters after the left formation.
The fool looked at Komamura's reaction with meaningful eyes, kept a smile on his face, and turned to the chief captain again: "Captain, please pay attention." If you don't pay attention, with my strength, maybe the winner will be decided in an instant. β
The Fool's face was full of a confident smile, as if he had the advantage in the battle with the captain just now.
"That's all for the big talk, since you want to show your strength, don't bother talking. Let's make a move. The captain's eyes narrowed slightly, and the outward spiritual pressure rose from his body, like a flame.
"Well, I originally wanted to respect the old man and not play so suddenly, since you said so. Well, the swastika. The fool smiled and stretched out his sword, and read the swastika in his mouth.
As soon as the fool's words fell, a whirlwind from below enveloped the fool, and the dust and sand all over the ground were rolled up, obscuring the fool in the center.
The captain looked at the situation in front of him and frowned: "Haven't you already solved it? Why do you still have a swastika?"
"Ah, that's why I said I want to explain. The voice of the Fool was heard from the whirlwind, and then a vigorous spiritual pressure erupted, scattering the whirlwind surrounding him, revealing the Fool's new figure.
Yes, a brand new figure.
I saw that the Fool at this time was covered with black tight-fitting armor, and the armor could not be made of material, and the overall look was like Batman in the movie that the Fool was familiar with, but the head was exposed, and there was no cloak. The sword in his hand was still the same, but the aura coming from above seemed more dangerous.
"What is this? You have two swastikas?" the captain frowned. It is impossible for the Grim Reaper to have two swastikas, but the Fool's current appearance does look like a swastika. But there is a contradiction in this way, after all, the fool has already solved it.
"No, I only have one swastika yet, but this is my real swastika. Speaking of swastikas, Captain, let me ask you a question. To what extent does the Grim Reaper's swastika add to strength?" the fool held out a finger, shook it, and suddenly asked the captain a question.
"Why do you ask such a naΓ―ve question?" the captain frowned.
"Just answer. The fool smiled.
"Well, since you want to know the situation before you die, then I'll grant you this little wish. "The captain finally chose to give the fool an answer, anyway, the fool can't win him, if the fool runs, he won't care too much, for the rebellious thoughts of the juniors, the captain is more inclined to choose guidance, rather than suppression.
"The swastika of the god of death is the liberation of the second stage of the slashing knife, and the complete release of the power of the slashing knife is five to ten times the power of the slashing knife in the initial solution stage... β
"Wait, this is it. The Fool interrupted the Captain, "So how much do you think my original swastika has improved me? β
"Your ascension? Honestly, I think your swastika is pretty. Your swastika doesn't even triple your strength. β
"No, that's not right. The fool raised his left hand and clenched it into an O-shaped fist, "Actually, my original swastika has not improved my strength at all. Aside from the ability to build a spatial barrier in the air, there is no other ability to improve. β
After a pause, the fool looked at the cliff dragon pattern that had always been swarthy, oh no, it should be the cliff dragon: "Also, I can build a barrier wall in space when I haven't released the slashing sword, although it is not as good as the spatial barrier of the swastika solution, but I have also used the method of building a blocking point in the space to break countless void flashes." In general, my swastika has not improved me at all, and when I didn't release the Slashing Sword, it was possible to build a spatial barrier with more practice. β
"You mean, your original solution is just the beginning?" the captain frowned, feeling that he seemed to have underestimated the strength of the fool, and hesitated a little whether he should use all his strength.
"Yes and no. Let's let you experience it in battle. The fool smiled confidently, and the spiritual pressure disappeared for a moment, obviously in front of him, but the spiritual pressure could not be perceived.
The captain was startled, and raised his knife with a wave: "Everything is in the forest, all of them are turned into ashes, and the blade is like fire." Then a raging flame instantly spread outward, encircling the captain himself.
"Oh, the captain also needs to defend?" the fool teleported above the captain's head, and said with a smile, using the inertia of his falling, stabbing the captain in the head with a knife.
"Sun fire!" the captain raised the tip of his knife and stabbed at the tip of the fool's knife, and the flames around him exploded in all directions, forming a huge hemispherical flame with the captain as the center of the ball.
"Boom~" The raging flames scorched the surrounding land, and for a moment it was so dazzling that the captains watching the battle around couldn't see what was happening in the center of the battle.
"How's the battle going?" Ukitake Shishiro asked Kyoraku Harusui next to him.
"Alas, like you, I can't see it, and the perception of spiritual pressure is also disturbed. Jingle Chunshui smiled bitterly.
"Will the fool die?"
"I don't know. But the old man of the mountain will not lose. β
"Okay. β
At this time, the flames finally dissipated, revealing the figures of the two in the battle.
"What?" Seeing the situation in the field, the faces of the captains changed dramatically and they screamed in surprise.
I saw two people in the field standing opposite each other, and one of them stabbed the other in the abdomen with a slashing knife. And what surprised the captains was that it was the fool who held the knife, and the person who was stabbed turned out to be the captain.
"Captain, I don't know how you feel. I'm okay with my swastika. With a smile on his face, the Fool slowly drew his sword from the captain's abdomen, took two steps back, and distanced himself.
The captain's face was ugly, and he watched as the Fool stepped through his flames as he retreated, but he was not hurt in the slightest.
"Is this your answer? β