Chapter 19: The Reality of the World (1)
"'Shallow Fight', all the members of the Thirteenth Team of the Guardian Court of more than 6,000 people, temporarily obtained when they became students, and were officially awarded the nameless slashing sword when they officially joined the team."
"All the gods of death must be accompanied by the 'shallow fight' sleeping food, and through continuous training, they will engrave the essence of their soul into the 'shallow fight' and create their own 'slashing knife'."
"And all the 'shallow hits' are created by one person! That's right, that's Uncle Ben! Wang Yue looked at Ichigo Dao, who was fighting fiercely with the 'shallow fight' below, with an arrogant expression, "The 'Sword God' two houses Wang Yue is also!" β
Ichigo didn't want to pay attention to Wang Yue's boastful intentions, and concentrated on fighting with the 'shallow fights', but he was used to fighting with the slashing sword, and he really didn't have any high achievements in 'white fighting', and soon began to retreat one after another, and his body was hit many times, and he began to feel pain.
"Damn! Shall I just fall here? Ichigo looked at his increasingly aggressive opponents, and the thought flashed through his mind, "It's really embarrassing." β
"It seems that his seal has been broken," Ichigo said to Madara on the side with a chuckle while sitting on a single sofa with a cup of black tea in an empty room of more than 100 square meters when Ichigo was being abused by the 'shallow beaters', "Wouldn't this be troublesome?" β
"Minister Jiro's words," Madara said with a faint look at Aizen with a relaxed face, "He'll give that guy more trouble if he unlocks the seal, after all, he was the one who killed Yamamoto Shigekuni." β
"That being said," Aizen took a sip of the misty black tea in his hand, "but the other party is a legendary figure who made the name of 'Sparrow Minister Jiro' resounding throughout the Corpse Soul Realm more than two thousand years ago." β
"Four hundred years ago, my name was resounding through the Corpse Soul Realm, blue dyeing." Madara frowned, his voice a little impatient, as a ninja who had licked blood on the tip of a knife, he had never been a patient and good-natured guy.
"You also know that the name that Minister Jiro of Sparrow broke through in the first place was obtained by fighting countless powerful enemies to the death," the smile in Aizen's eyes made the anger in Madara even stronger, "And you're just because of the gimmick of the 'Captain Heir'." β
"Boom,"
Madara's spiritual pressure suddenly exploded, making the walls of the entire room begin to tremble, he has always been a high (ao) proud (jiao) person, at this time he was belittled by his childhood friend as famous by Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, how can he not be angry?
"Just kidding, Madara," Aizen knew his temper and immediately changed his tune, "Restrain your anger." β
"Perhaps, we should talk openly and honestly, Madara," Aizen said as he watched Madara's spirit fall, "After all, mutual trust is the foundation of cooperation." β
Madara was stunned for a moment, and the fingers of his right hand tapped on the back of the sofa once, and then glanced at Aizen meaningfully before he spoke, "That's right, so can you tell me what you know first?" Truth about this world. β
"Hehe," Aizen chuckled, his fingers lightly stroking the lines on the sofa, and then replied, "When I was in the Corpse Soul Realm, I found out through a lot of information, plus the exploration after the fusion with the Broken Jade, this world is constantly reincarnated, destroyed after rebirth, reborn and destroyed, as if it is repeating itself, this cycle is still uncertain, but I estimate that it should be no less than a million years. β
"You already know a lot," Madara bowed slightly, his eyes twinkling with an unpredictable glint that seemed sarcastic and sad, "but I seem to have said that the more you know about the world, the more desperate you will be. Are you ready, Aizen? β
"I can't ask for it, Madara." It's rare to see Madara so cautiously and sneering, Aizen's eyes flutter slightly, but he still nodded at Madara and confirmed his answer.
"Alright then," Madara sighed silently and dusted his fingers lightly before he spoke, "First of all, let's start with a concept, this world is actually not only the three parts of the 'Present World', the 'Void Circle', and the 'Corpse Soul Realm', but also the 'Spirit King's Palace' that is independent of it. Therefore, to be precise, only the first three are constantly being destroyed in a cycle, and the 'Spirit King's Palace' exists forever. β
"Really?" Hearing Madara's words, Aizen frowned, and the fingers that caressed the skin lines of the sand suddenly listened, as if he had thought of some surprising guess.
"That's right," Madara nodded in response to Aizen's guess, "The leader of this infinite reincarnation is the 'Spirit King' who stands tall!" β
"Sure enough," Aizen sighed as she looked up at the white ceiling slightly, "Is this the truth about Kisuke Urahara's so-called 'wedge of the world'?" A lie from beginning to end? β
"No, the 'wedge of the world' and something like that aren't lies," Madara shook his head, denying Aizen's emotion, "It's about the nature of this world, and it's too early to say that." β
"You're still wrong," Madara said again after taking a breath, "The cycle of reincarnation in this world is millions of years, and the date of destruction is more than a thousand years ago, to be exact"
"But," Aizen opened her mouth.
"The world hasn't been destroyed, has it?" Madara interrupted Aizen's unfinished words, "There's no doubt that there was a shocking accident a thousand years ago, didn't it?" β
"Youhabach," Aizen lowered his head and said slowly in a low voice.
"Woohabach? Sort of. Madara nodded and said, "Under the guidance of the Spirit King, the self-destruction consciousness of the three realms of 'Present World', 'Void Circle' and 'Corpse Soul Realm' will be personified, forming three peerless powerhouses, and the battle between the three powerhouses is a direct factor in the countless destruction cycles of the Three Realms, while the Spirit King is alone under the protection of the lives of outstanding people who have appeared in millions of years. β
"But everything changed a thousand years ago, didn't it?" Aizen looked up at Madarachi.
"That's right, the Spirit King is committed to discovering people who have witnessed the history of the Corpse Soul Realm and filling it under his command," Madara nodded and continued, "But I don't want to think that there is a peerless powerhouse in the Corpse Soul RealmβYamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku." β
Speaking of his former mentor, Madara's voice said without any waves: "He not only subdued Minister Jiro, who was originally the embodiment of the self-destructive consciousness of the corpse soul realm, but also defeated Yuhabach, who was supposed to be the most powerful as the embodiment of the self-destructive consciousness in the present world, but was extremely weak for some reason, and successfully prevented the reincarnation of the Three Realms."
"And what about the embodiment of the self-destructive consciousness of the Void Circle?" Aizen asked suddenly, and he found that there was no such thing as the existence of the Void Circle in the history he knew.
"The one in the Void Circle was killed by Yamamoto who surrounded and suppressed the Void Circle at that time before he even had a chance to grow up," Madara said coldly, "Therefore, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni is the biggest variable in this world. β
"So, isn't he dead yet?" Although he was fighting against Jew at the time, Aizen still sensed the death of Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, so he couldn't help but ask.
"No, no, he's really dead." Madara slowly closed his eyes and said, "Fate is unchangeable, Yamamoto Shigekuni has only prevented this sad fate for more than a thousand years, the destruction consciousness of the imaginary circle has been manifested again, Yuhabach has regained his strength and returned, and Minister Jiro has also unlocked his seal." This is the inevitable fate of reincarnation, and anyone who tries to intercept its movement will be mercilessly crushed into powder by its massive wheels. β
"And what we're going to do," Madara suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes had a strange power that was breathtaking, "is to grind this ridiculous fate into powder without mercy!" β