Chapter 15: The Battle
"So," said Minister Jiro of the Sparrow, who sat in the treatment room of the fourth team in a daze, and muttered to himself, "Motoyanagisai-sama he"
He was previously attacked by Ulquiora and was unconscious outside the Ichiban team's house, and was later brought back to the fourth team when Madara and the others were dying, but he had just woken up and was told of the death of Shigekuni Yamamoto, who had followed him for more than 2,000 years.
"Mourning, Chojiro." The captain of the fourth team, Uno Hanari, who was standing beside him, sighed, and then opened his mouth to persuade, but she knew that it was just in vain, after all, Chojiro and Captain Yamamoto had a deep friendship for more than two thousand years.
"Yes," Chojiro's voice was a little hoarse, completely devoid of the English gentleman's demeanor, "died at the hands of Yuharbach?" β
"Yes," Uno Hanari replied with a nod of his head, "It is said that the enemy exterminators should have mastered some kind of method that can deprive the Grim Reaper of the swastika for their own use, and the medium is a star medal. β
"You-Ha-Ba-He!" Chojiro raised his eyes and looked out the window, reciting word by word, with an irrepressible terrifying murderous aura and a trembling majesty in his voice, and even the Yuyin Toraki who was standing beside Uno Hanari couldn't help but feel fear.
"Restrain your anger, Chojiro." Uno Hanari also exuded a powerful momentum to protect the vice-captain beside him, and then spoke softly.
"Yes." Chojiro just nodded and didn't say anything, then withdrew his terrible pressure, and then lay down on his back and said, "I'm okay for the time being, I just need to regain my strength, Captain Unohana." β
"Got it." Uno Hanari took a deep look at Chojiro, who was lying with his eyes closed, and then turned around and left the treatment room with Toraki Yuyin.
"Just now, the deputy captain of the finch department really" After leaving the treatment room for a while, Hu Che Yongyin's face recovered, so she stroked her chest and said to Uno Hanari, "It's terrible! β
"Isn't it scary?" Uno Hanari looked at the subordinates in front of him who looked like his own disciples, and said with a chuckle.
"Of course!" Hu Che Yongyin nodded vigorously, and said in a very resolute voice, "The former deputy captain of the finch department was a very kind and kind person!" β
"Really?" Uno Hanari closed his eyes and looked at it from afar, and a lonely figure standing proudly under the infinite thunder appeared in his mind, "It's a pity, I'm afraid that the very kind and kind deputy captain of the finch department will soon cease to exist." β
"What did you say, Captain?" Hu Che Yongyin didn't hear the second half of the sentence of Mao Zhihualie's muttering, so he asked.
"It's nothing," Uno Hanari replied with a smile, "This time due to the enemy's sneak attack, the Corpse Soul Realm has suffered heavy losses, so let's hurry up and treat the wounded." β
"Ahh Be! Hu Che Yongyin replied.
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"It seems to be a bit of trouble," Aizen couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the Grim Reapers, who were gathering more and more around him, faintly surrounding him and others, "The enemy seems to want to keep us." β
"That's what I mean!" Before Madara could respond, Hirako Mako's voice rang out, and then he jumped high, and the slashing knife he held in both hands slashed towards Aizen.
"Is this your strength, Mako Hirako?" Aizen just reached out lightly, and with a clip of his two fingers, he grabbed Hirako Mako's slashing knife, so that it could not fall any longer.
"What?!" Hirako Mako was shocked in her heart, although she knew that there was still a big gap between herself and Aizen, but she didn't want the gap to be so big, and after the knife she cut out was caught by Aizen's fingers, she couldn't cut it, couldn't pull it out, and couldn't move a bit!
"Indra?!" At this time, a weak and slender woman's voice that made people couldn't help but be protective suddenly sounded from within the encirclement, making Indra, who was standing beside Madara expressionless, couldn't help but shake slightly.
"Hinatamori," Indra muttered, Madara standing next to him couldn't help frowning, he felt that his feelings for that woman seemed to be a little too deep, and this kind of thing beyond his control made him a little unhappy.
"Why Indra, you," Hinamori Momo, who had finally squeezed into the front row of the encirclement, looked at Indra in disbelief and said with tears in her eyes.
"Obviously not, Hinatamori," said Hirako Mako, who had finally drawn her sword and retreated back into the encirclement due to the indigo pine, sneering, "Indra has rebelled. β
"No," Kyoraku Harusui, who came to Hirako Mako's side, looked solemnly at the three of Madara, Indra, and Aizen in front of him, "I'm afraid that from the beginning, Indra was your person, but even the old man didn't find out." β
"That's right," Madara nodded, Naima had already left with Ulquiola, and there were only three of them on the scene, but he was surprisingly calm, "But in order to hide from Yamamoto Shigekuni, we had to modify Indra's memories to make him truly hate me." β
"I see." Jingle Chunshui glanced at Madara and didn't say anything.
But at this time, Hinamori Momo was with tears in her eyes, looked at Indra blankly, and couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart and said, "Indra, this is not true, right?" You're having a hard time, aren't you? You must have been coerced by them, right? Indra"
As he spoke, Hinamori Momo involuntarily took two steps forward, and actually wanted to pull Indra over directly!
"Hinamori!" Mako Hirako was shocked in her heart, and she couldn't help shouting at the girl.
"Hum,"
The slashing knife in Indra's hand, which had been transformed back into its normal form, suddenly unsheathed, and then the blade turned, mercilessly slashing towards the Hinamori Momo who was walking towards him.
"Indra" Hinamori Momo watched in amazement as Indra's blade got closer and closer to her, she had never felt that death was so close to her, not only physical death, but also psychological death!
"Ding,"
Just when the beautiful girl was about to be cut in half by her lover, Hirako Mako arrived in time, pulled out her own slashing knife and stopped in front of Hinatamori, blocking the knife for her.
"Hmph," Indra snorted coldly, and then exerted force in his hand, and the already sharp blade added a bit of coldness, and then the blade turned into a swing, attacking towards Hirako Mako.
"Hmm,"
The slashing knife in the hand of Hirako Mako was opened by Indra's change of move, and he had to protect the Hinamori Momo behind him to retreat, but he didn't want to be too late, and was injured by Indra's horizontal swing, and the clothes on his chest were cut open with a hole more than five inches long, and the shallow wound was exposed, overflowing bright red blood, which made him snort in pain.
"Your opponent should be me, Indra!" At this time, Jingle Chunshui no longer watched from the sidelines, and flew up to confront Indra.
Most of the people saw the battle with Madara and the others just now, and Indra's combat effectiveness was even stronger than Aizen, so Kyoraku Chunsui decided to drag Indra himself, and let Hirako Mako and others drag Aizen.
Under eye contact, Hirako Mako also understood the meaning of Jingyue Chunshui, so after placing Hinamori Momo, she rushed towards Aizen with the three of them with Liuche Kenxi and Fengqiao Lou Juro.
"Huh? Am I the only one who has no opponent? Madara raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Indra and Aizen starting to fight, he couldn't help but sneer and turned his gaze to the group of Grim Reapers, who were surrounding him with unkind expressions, "It seems that it is me who will end you cannon fodder." β