On the other side, Shatterbee clenched the knife in his hand. The man in front of him had turned into a porcupine-like appearance, with spikes on his back and a rickety body, no longer as strong as before.

"Who are you?" Broken Bee now understands that this is definitely not a simple human, and intends to ask before starting.

"I'm the Chosen One, how many times have I said it!" Omi Momohiko yelled viciously, "It's you who don't listen to people, I said wait, you have to force me to become like this."

"And what is your purpose?" The virtual human in front of him can be said to be full of flaws, and there are no less than a hundred ways for the broken bee to kill him in an instant. But after that, this strange feeling lingered in her heart.

Hyakhiko Omi touched his head in annoyance, "So you don't remember at all," he raised his hand to show that he didn't mean anything, "All I have to do is hold you back as much as possible."

"Hold me back?" Broken Bee didn't seem to understand what he meant, "That depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" With that, her figure disappeared in place.

Damn, here we go again! Omi Baiyan hurriedly clasped his hands and knees, and the whole person curled up into a ball, and all the spikes behind him stood up. Because Omi Momohiko has been semi-virtualized, his strength is much stronger than when he was in human form, and it is not like he was just passively waiting for death before. As long as she has this spike, there will definitely be no way for her to be able to do it.

Omi Baiyan thought well, but he underestimated the other party and overestimated himself a little.

"What are you that you're going to do to me?" Broken Bee was puzzled by Omi Momohiko's approach, "It seems that you Chosen One are just idiots who don't know the height of the sky."

"You don't understand the Grim Reaper," Omi Momohiko's posture was very unbearable now, but his words were full of pride, "This is my strongest defense, can you break through the spikes and attack me?"

"Thirty of the Bound Path, the mouth flashes three times!" A sharp beak slammed into Omi's waist and pressed him to the ground. They were followed by two green spiky beak bundles, one engulfing his neck and the other binding his thighs.

"Eh, what is this?" Hyakhiko Omi struggled, but he couldn't break free even with all his might.

Broken Bee walked in front of him, but in Hyamohiko Omi's current posture, he could only see her feet and the hem of the captain's coat, "This is the ghost way. You Chosen One don't even know this, so do you dare to invade the Corpse Soul Realm?"

Momohiko Omi was still trying to struggle, "No one told me how I would know."

However, no more answers were heard from Broken Bee, and only the sound of distant footsteps was echoed by Omi Momohiko.

"Don't look down on people, bastard!" Hyamohiko Omi yelled, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. For a moment, time seemed to be paused, and then it was like a rewind to the moment when he was full of spikes and faced the broken bee.

"And what is your purpose?" Broken Bee looked the half-blurred other party up and down, with a slight doubt in his eyes.

"Less, Grim Reaper!" Omi Momohiko was tired of explaining anything more, raised his angry face, opened his mouth, and a blue-green ball of light converged in his air.

It's a virtual flash! Broken Bee's face was shocked, and he stepped in front of Omi Baihiko in a few moments, and the knife in his hand stabbed straight into his chest.

"You've been tricked." Omi Baiyan's mouth was extremely large, and when he saw the broken bee coming in front of him, the sword was already across his chest, who knew that he closed his mouth and swallowed the ball of light that flashed in his mouth.

"You are ......" Broken Bee knew that it was too late to escape if something happened, so he could only grit his teeth and plunge the knife in his hand into Omi Momohiko's chest.

Suddenly, a turquoise light drowned the two of them in it.

"What did you say?" In the cemetery of the Silent Garden, Rukia Kuchigi and Koiji Asai are facing a Chosen One, and the other party's words give them a bit of a headache.

"I said I'm not like those idiots who are all about fighting," the figure in white sighed as if he really didn't want to be their enemy, "I'm a good guy, and I'm going to help them with my own weapons, you say."

"Stand back, Rukia." Koiji Asai took a step forward and protected Rukia Kuchigi behind him, drawing his sword and facing the front of him.

"Oh, it's not you," the figure in white fanned his hand, "It's the female Grim Reaper behind you, who has a weapon that says he knows her and wants to catch up." He moved his shoulders as if he was being weighed down by the shoulder bag he was carrying, "It doesn't seem right, but that's what it means, that's right."

Rukia Kuchigi stepped forward despite Asai Koiji's obstruction, "Do you have a weapon to know me? What do you mean?"

"It's troublesome to explain," the other man lifted his hood, revealing a harmless face. He looked like he was in his early twenties, but with gray messy mid-hair and jagged stubble on his face, he looked a little unkempt. "Otherwise, I'll show you it directly, yes, it's the most convenient way."

As he spoke, under the gaze of the two of them, he removed the shoulder bag he was carrying on his shoulder, and at the same time let out a soft cry of relief, "This thing is still too heavy, I knew I would have brought a few less." I don't know what he's sighing, but the movements of his hands don't stop, and he directly opens the shoulder bag.

It's not so much a shoulder bag, it's actually a long black cloth bag rolled up into a shoulder bag. Of course, this is not the point, the point is that there are a variety of slashing knives hanging on the cloth bag.

"It's ...... Slashing Sword?" As the god of death, the two of them both opened their eyes wide, whether it was the hilt or the scabbard, what was it if it was not a slashing knife.

"That's right, that's right." The other party squatted on the ground with his sleeves rolled, ignoring their surprised expressions, "My name is Irubus, the title given to me by the City of Desolate Whispers is the star, and the power of domination is hope." He scratched his head, "I don't know what that hope means, though."

"How could you have the Grim Reaper's Slashing Knife!" Asai Renji yelled, raising his knife and about to step forward.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly." As if he was counting his treasures, Irubus then picked out a handful of them with great satisfaction, "Yes, that's it, he said he knew you."

Rukia Kuchigi took a half-step back, her eyes full of fear. She remembers the style of that knife clearly, and it can be said that she will never forget it in her life. It was the former vice-captain of the 13th team, Shiba Haiyan's slashing knife.

"Rukia!" Koiji Sanai obviously noticed the state of the female god of death, gritted his teeth and rushed forward with a knife.

"Eh, I said I didn't mean anything else," the other party picked up the slashing knife in a little panic, and hurriedly pulled out the blade, and the scabbard accidentally fell to the ground, "It's all this knife that says I know the female god of death, and I'm also kind."

"Less nonsense!" Asai Koshinaken gave him a chance and rushed to Irubus and slashed at him.

Irubus hurriedly held the sword in front of him, and his body shrank back as much as he could, not at all like he could use a knife. But who knew that the knife in his hand emitted a burst of light, which shook off Asai Koji, "Turn the water and the sky upside down, and turn the flowers!"

"That's ......," Rukia Kuchiki could barely believe her eyes. In Irubus's hand, the sword he held had turned into a trident with white tassels.

"Phew," Irubus let out a sigh, "Don't be like this, Brother Death, I said it's just that this knife wants to meet acquaintances, not what I want to do."

"How do you have a flower," Rukia Kuchigi asked, as if stunned.

Irubus's face was calm, "Of course, I can use all the ownerless slashing knives and exert their maximum power. For the Slashing Blade discarded by you Grim Reaper, there are few Blade Spirits that will reject me."