Jing Lingting, Technology Development Bureau.

Under the bright sky, two afterimages, one red and one pink, completed a collision of the blade... The spiritual power fluctuations that spread out from the blades of the two swords crushed the ground around them, and even the houses not far away were shattered and collapsed in a wide range under this attack.

The battle between Urahara and Sal Apollo, two researchers... It was no weaker than those full-time captains, and even more intense.

Airplanes... The pinkish-purple void flashed from Sal Apollo's fingertips.

Urahara on the other side did not show weakness, and a pure red light flashed above the red Ji in his hand: "Cry, Red Hime." ”

Just like the crescent moon sky, the red "V" slash that shot out from the blade of Urahara's slashing blade collided with Sal Apollo's pink-purple virtual flash.

There was no violent explosion fluctuation spreading, and the attacks composed of the two spiritual powers disappeared in this way in canceling each other out.

"Bondage, Red Hime!"

Urahara waved the red heme in his hand, and a dozen jet-black lines with red edges went straight to the enemy's body.

"The Flame of Primordial Void."

The blood-red mist wafting from Sal Apollo's body easily defused Urahara's attack.

"I didn't expect you to be good." Urahara, who stopped the attack, straightened his tilted hat.

"No way... If you want to survive in Hell, you have to have the strength to do so, although I personally hate things other than experiments. That's the end of the tentative assault, Mr. Urahara. Sal Apollo nudged his rimless eyes.

"yes, we have to decide the winner as soon as possible."

Urahara smiled a little helplessly... Among the five form changes of the first solution to the red her, only the changes with the nature of restraint can force the opponent's red mist out, and the others have little effect.

The fog that Sal Apollo called "Primordial Void" also sent chills down Urahara's heart... The loneliness, despair, destruction, madness, and many other breaths contained in it cover all the negative emotions of human beings, as if they can swallow everything in this world.

And these are exactly the breaths that "void" will have... This is the red mist that Lilinette spoke of, and the void is born from this.

"Sip it, wicked concubine."

"Solution, Guanyin Kai Hongji."

Both of them chose to liberate their last power at the same time... Next, it's up to who has the better intelligence.

Sal Apollo swallowed the slashing knife in his hand, and his whole body expanded and exploded, revealing a new posture: his lower body turned into many blue-purple tentacle feet, and the same color linear wings appeared on his back, and colored lines appeared in his eye sockets.

Sal Apollo, who has returned to his imaginary form, looks like... A combination of a butterfly and a spider.

And the swastika Urahara himself has not changed much, except that a huge woman with puppet-like limbs and sleeveless kimono appeared behind him.

"It's a shame... You shouldn't have made a tentative attack on me, Mr. Urahara. ”

Vomit... Sal Apollo, with his fingers down his throat, pulled out a dagger-shaped dagger.

"Sword!"

The evil aura on the knife made Urahara's face change suddenly, and at the same time as he waved the sword... The puppet woman behind her stretched out her arm at the same time and slapped it at Sal Apollo.

Squeak squeak... Like thin threads that rotate in tandem, the two pairs of linear wings behind Salapollo quickly wrap around the huge arms so that they cannot fall.

"Farewell, Mr. Urahara... Vomit! ”

Sal Apollo, who vomited again, spat out black ink and covered the sword... As the ink faded, a miniature puppet of the "Ura" appeared in his hand.

Crunch... Sal Apollo's cruel whole puppet is crushed.

Urahara, who was about to attack, instantly shot with blood all over his body... This is the ability to kill in seconds when his ability is combined with the Sword.

In the previous temptation battle, Sal Apollo collected Urahara's spiritual pressure... And with his ability to return to the blade, "Domination Doll", he connected and dominated the enemy's five senses.

He's pinching... Although it is impossible to really pinch Urahara to death, the pain that seems to explode all the organs, bones, and muscles of the whole body can make a person's body collapse in pain.

Poof... As Sal Apollo expected, Urahara, who had withstood such a heavy blow, fell directly to the ground.

"Are you still conscious..."

Sal Apollo glanced up at the puppet woman who was still there... A sharp pain ensued in his body.

"How is that possible... The entrails are all out of place..."

An ominous red mist poured out of Sal Apollo's body, burying and engulfing everything around him.

Boom... There was a sound of broken sight, and the puppet woman's arm quickly retracted.

"Oops, oops... Can it only be transformed to this extent? Urahara stood up again, and there were stitch-like stitch marks on his body.

Sal Apollo, whose face was ugly, returned to its original state as his body squirmed: "It seems that as long as it comes into contact with your slashing knife, the body will be transformed... What a pity, Mr. Urahara. I was given the power of "Void" by Lord Aizen, but I am immortal. ”

"What if we don't have all this fog?"

"Of course you'll die, if you can."

Swish... Urahara, who controls the puppet woman, makes her touch her finger to the red mist.

Quietly... The white fingers disappeared as if they had been melted.

"The sins of mankind... It can devour everything. Sal Apollo smiled, and his lower limbs began to move.

"You're cheating..."Urahara, who complained, canceled the swastika and turned around and ran.

"Hahaha... Where can you flee to? ”

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the laughing Sal Apollo... He's good at controlling the red mist, but there's a time limit.

Once for a long time, he served as a carrier ... Especially when you are empty, you have to get completely lost in this negative emotion.

Sal Apollo commanded the four linear wings to attack the fleeing Urahara... But the other party is as flexible as a monkey, jumping up and down can't catch it at all.

After chasing for a distance, after realizing that he couldn't kill Urahara... Sal Apollo smiled cruelly, "Mr. Urahara, your men are not as nimble as you. ”

After abandoning Urahara, Sal Apollo turned around and headed for the Technology Development Bureau... He's the attacker.

"Damn it!" Urahara, who was cursing, stopped running away and chased after the other party's figure.

"Come on, come on..."

Sal Apollo's eyes grew colder and colder... He wasn't interested in those little shrimps.

Urahara, who was a little faster, rushed to the entrance of the Technology Development Bureau.

"Die with them... Kisuke Urahara! ”

Soaring in the midst of the rolling red mist, Urahara, who entered the Technology Development Bureau, closed the door... But then the red mist eroded the gate and quickly spread.

"It only takes 1 minute and it's going to be hell here."

Sal Apollo, shrouded in it, licked the corners of his mouth... It's a force that makes people want to stop.

"Members of the Technology Development Bureau, give up all tasks and immediately go to the outside world..."Urahara, who was constantly retreating, began to issue an emergency evacuation order.

Sal Apollo suddenly increased his speed, narrowing the distance between the two... That's the best, if Urahara's way of getting out of the way, he won't hesitate to kill the others.

Before the fork in the road, Urahara suddenly stopped and smiled: "Never again... Mr. Grants. ”

Swish... The attack from the other side came with a holy white light.

"Even if it's a god..."

Sal Apollo was halfway through his words when he saw a woman with an intellectual temperament who appeared in holiness.

She wielded a bladeless ruler-shaped sword in both hands, and the four prisms embedded in the blade were the source of the light.

The power of the Void that should have devoured everything was easily split in two by this weapon, and then stabbed in his body.

Airplanes... Brilliant white light erupted at the moment of contact.

It's like encountering a natural enemy... The red mist vanished in the blink of an eye.

And Sal Apollo, as a carrier, was unscathed.

But the red blade followed and pierced him in the heart... Urahara's smiling face looked so hateful at this time.

"The name of this sword is the 'Eight Mirror Sword', and it is a sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Ise-sama family."

"If you represent the "evil" that humans have, then this sword represents the "good" that humans also have... This is relative purification, just as where there is darkness there must be light. ”

"You already knew..."

The unwilling Sal Apollo turned into countless soul particles and dissipated.

"Whew... Whew..."

Ise Nanao, who was relaxed, had red cheeks and beads of sweat on his forehead... The "emotions" in those red mist just now were terrible.

"Are you alright? Miss Ise. Urahara asked with concern.

"It's okay... Luckily, it did. Ise Nana's fluctuating emotions gradually calmed down.

"I'm relieved."

Urahara breathed a sigh of relief... As a contemporary descendant of the Shinto family, Ise Nanao has the strongest sense of red mist.

If her mind is affected by the emotions in the red mist... The Eight Mirror Sword will be ineffective.

Only the "Master of Ceremonies" in her hand, which carries the good wishes of generations of goddesses, can dispel that ominous aura... This is the conclusion he came to after combining Lilienette's news and studying the hellish culpriants and the controlled void.