"Oh yes, Captain Aizen is really joking. Don't you trust my loyalty at this time?"

Seemingly unshaken at all, Ichimaru Gin, who was standing among the countless corpses, smiled dangerously.

"I'm pretty loyal to Captain Aizen, after all, I'm just an ambitious snake, and I'm sorry to want to show my fangs at all times, which would give you a strange illusion, Captain Aizen. But it's a shame that I don't have any nostalgia for anything else."

「…… Really?"

Looking at the smiling silver-haired man in front of him, Aizen pushed his glasses, and the skewed light covered his eyes.

Ichimaru Gin, a man like a snake.

With short silver hair and a pure white dress, Captain Haori stood in a pool of blood created by the corpses of those sake bags and rice bags in Room 46, giving people a sense of danger and elusiveness.

Compared to Dongxian, who has always liked to keep silent, Ichimaru Silver is obviously more active and likes to do something. Although the words and actions of his speech seem to be relatively gentle among the Lingling Court, on Aizen's side, a lot of the outrageous experimental data is personally led by Ichimaru Gin.

Of course, the reason is simple. It's because he wants to win the trust of Aizen. But in fact, no matter which Aizen is, it is clear from the beginning that Ichimaru Silver hates him. So in a way, the existence of Ichimaru Silver is a warning that Aizen himself gave himself. Now that we have come down this path, it is impossible to go back to the warning again. And in hindsight, the existence of Ichimaru Silver is also a must.

If it weren't for Ichimaru Gin's attack, it would be very likely that Aizen Yusuke would not have realized that Hontama would be able to truly fulfill his thoughts and beliefs.

And if the confused self at that time accidentally continued to evolve, in the end, it would really be a big tail and go to the Spirit King Palace, it would probably be another ending. From various aspects, Aizen Yusuke still admires the man in front of him who sacrificed everything for love.

For the sake of justice, Dong Xian wanted to be moved by death in the end, so he could only let himself kill with his own hands to end his pathetic life. But Ichimaru Silver never forgot from beginning to end, and he did not deviate from his goal. Compared with the justice that Dongxian wants, Ichimaru Gin's love is more pure and more moving. Even today's Aizen Sosuke looked at him, and he had a pity thought.

If it weren't for the fact that he had gone on the opposite side at the beginning, Ichimaru Gin's talent would have far surpassed that of Hibanya Fuyushiro.

This is a genius who is desperate for love in exchange for his own life for the survival of another person, and if he can really master and guide him, Ichimaru Silver will be able to move to a higher position. However, it may not be too late to make amends.

"I know more than you think, Silver."

Looking at Ichimaru Silver who was squinting in front of him, Aizen pushed his glasses and said in a deep voice:

"Take the secret you unraveled. The Divine Killer Gun cannot achieve 300 times the speed of sound, nor can it extend the distance of 13 kilometers. Am I right?"

「……」

"The power to make dreams start anew. It is also the power to reawaken this world. That's all I've been chasing from start to finish, and now I've got it. Then, as promised, I will also release these things again. I even killed myself for it. To be honest, the feeling of watching my other self die in front of me still gives me a slight subtle touch."

"Captain Aizen......?"

Although he didn't say it directly, looking at Ichimaru Gin's expression, Aizen Soukuke could also tell it from his subtle facial expressions.

It probably means that although I'm embarrassed to say it directly, but Captain Aizen, you may have fallen into the problem of talking to yourself and not knowing who to explain. However, this kind of performance is only a way of disguise, and over the years, Ichimaru has grasped all kinds of unexpected situations.

Even in the face of such a sudden revelation, even Dongxian Yao next to him couldn't help but hold the slashing knife in his hand, as if he was wary of something, but Ichimaru Silver was still that

A relaxed look. It's not far away, it's not close, and it's as if I've been working diligently for indigo dyeing. Whether it is the micro-expression, the breathing, or the pace of action and the inexplicable appearance, it seems that a subordinate who has seen his boss go crazy.

Perhaps people's long-term disguise can erase the original traces to some extent, and Ichimaru Silver can no longer find the shadow of innocence at the beginning.

The white snake-like man looked at the blue dye in front of him for a long time, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and finally sighed.

"Captain Aizen, are you nervous about this kind of thing?"

"Oh?"

"After all, it's killing Room 46 and reshaping the Corpse Soul Realm, such a big thing will definitely be nervous when it is really executed, after all, Captain Aizen, you haven't reached the realm of gods yet, and you just told us that you're trying to go in that direction, so it's normal to be a little nervous right now."

As if he understood something, Ichimaru Silver nodded to himself, and began to make up for the abnormal behavior of Aizen Yusuke.

This is also their mode of action all along, Aizen Yusuke gave an order, Ichimaru Silver checked and filled in the gaps, and then Dongsen wanted to start investigating and acting on the ground. It's just that now, looking at the troublesome Ichimaru Silver in front of him, Aizen shook his head.

He really admired the man in front of him and there was nothing wrong with that, after all, there weren't many people who could do that. There is ability, determination, and the ability to act. But the problem now is that Aizen Sosuke is so big that it's almost time for a showdown now, and Ichimaru Silver is still playing a round with Aizen in order to ensure the accuracy and accuracy of the attack, hoping that his exposure won't be too fast.

That's the disadvantage of trust. If it was in the world of Naruto, no one would know what kind of person Aizen Sosuke was. In that blank world, he can naturally easily display his talents, and easily find some substitutes and experiments. But now in the Corpse Soul Realm, everyone is an old acquaintance for hundreds of years. What the hell is the right suke of the blue dye, everyone has more or less points in their hearts. It can't be said that there is a problem, it can only be said that it can't be believed at all.

In this case, even if it is a direct explanation of such a thing, it will be regarded as a bluff. This kind of thing is still a bit of a headache for Aizen.

But it's not too much of a problem, after all, it's not him who was injured later.

"The five senses and six senses will be indulged by ***, but the spiritual pressure that pierces the body cannot be faked. You know that the ability to be neutralized as long as it touches the blade. So, this is the last chance, do you want to try it and show me the resentment you've been building up for a long time?"

"It's confusing what Captain Aizen said about this, I've never—"

"Sneer"

Like the sound of puncturing a water bag, Ichimaru Gin looked at his belly cavity that was gradually dyed red in surprise, and looked at the person in front of him who was still smiling gently, and it seemed that the person who pierced his body directly was not the same as him.

Dongxian, who was on the side, was about to shudder, and hurriedly wanted to come over, but he stopped in front of the spiritual pressure that was gradually spreading in the blue dye. It gradually spread, and the spiritual pressure as heavy as mercury even cracked the surrounding environment. The corpses were even more overwhelmed, crushed and pinched out of thin air, shattered into a pool of blurry blood that no one knew what it was.

"Last chance, Silver. If you don't do it again, then I'll treat you like a failure."

Holding the mirror flower Suiyue that pierced into Ichimaru Gin's body, Aizen always looked at Ichimaru Gin, who was smiling with blood flowing in front of him, with a calm face, and said in a low voice:

"Your swastika is not the ability to extend instantaneously, nor is it the ability to stretch, your swastika is a cytotoxin. After decomposing, it spreads rapidly in the human body, and as your spirit appears, your entire body will be eroded by these strange potions. This is your ability to unravel it."

「……」

was out of breath and panted quietly

Ichimaru Silver, that somewhat heavy breathing suddenly became steady.

Slowly raising his head, looking at the smiling Aizen Yousuke, Ichimaru Gin's palm slowly grabbed the blade of the mirror flower Suiyue.

This weapon doesn't have such bells and whistles, but the moment he holds the blade, a kind of record is recorded inside the mirror flower and moon, so that this spiritual pressure record is no longer interfered with by the mirror flower and moon. The hands are the organs of the spirit son, so breaking the arm is undoubtedly the top damage for the god of death.

And Ichimaru Silver listened to Aizen Yusuke's calm words, looked at the mirror flower water moon lying in his abdomen, and slowly stretched out his hands to hold the long knife. Then push forward hard. As if he was deliberately savoring this pain, and as if he was determining the spiritual pressure inside, the palm of his hand was soon covered with blood, and the blade of the knife was slowly pulled out of his body under the hard push.

Looking at the Ichimaru silver in front of him, who was working hard to promote his own blade, Aizen Yusuke shook his head and said softly:

"So, what exactly you're going to do, I actually know very well. I don't want you to continue to make the wrong choices, Silver. There are actually not many people in the Corpse Soul Realm who can be called intelligent people. And the vast majority of people are trapped by all kinds of bonds. Urahara Kisuke, Hibanya Fuyushiro, and you. You are all bound by emotions and people, and you have disciplined your talents in a corner and will not be revealed."

"But I'm very sad about this kind of thing. If it weren't for me, you might not even be the Grim Reaper, and it's this cause that keeps you from believing in me from beginning to end. And I was going to treat you like a whetstone, and that relationship ended up hurting our friendship with each other."

"It's a shame that we were supposed to be comrades-in-arms and friends who supported each other, but we parted ways because we hurt the people you care about."

「…… No matter how many times I say it, Captain Aizen's words are really strange."

Gradually pushing the long knife in the flesh out of his body completely, Ichimaru Gin gasped, and looked at the blue dye Yusuke who seemed to have a sincere face in front of him, and showed a smile.

"I don't care about the woman you said about called Matsumoto Ranju. If you need to, I can kill her right now. Even if you're a little nervous, but if you do it directly to your teammates or something, Captain Aizen, you've been a little too berserk lately, haven't you?"

「…… Still won't accept it? Then we have to resort to last resort."

Looking at the wound in front of him that covered his chest and abdomen, but he still didn't mean to carry his knife, as if he was complaining about his boss, Aizen looked at the young man in front of him and slowly stretched out a finger.

And in the next moment, Ichimaru Gin's figure shattered in the blink of an eye and disappeared. Then he appeared in another direction in an instant, and looked at the blue dye Yusuke who was standing there with some palpitations. At that moment, he could feel a huge amount of energy that seemed to kill him converging at Aizen Sosuke's fingertips. But it collapsed in the blink of an eye.

"Captain Aizen, this kind of action isn't a joke, is it? It's too much, I'm going to die if I tap that finger down."

"The truth is that you won't die, and you won't die until you want to complete your mission."

"It's like I'm going to betray you, Captain Aizen—"

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes, bent down and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Z.br>

And in the next moment, at the moment when he leaned down and the distance between them was aligned, a ray of light appeared silently.

"—shoot him, God kills the gun."

In just an instant, a brilliant silver-white light suddenly penetrated Aizen Yusuke's body.

Ichimaru Gin, who was still frightened and complained just now, instantly released his swastika in the next moment, and stabbed Aizen's body in a pair.

The spread of the silvery-white mist poured into Aizen Yousuke's body in the blink of an eye, and then gradually boiled and melted under the power of the spirit of words, dissolving Aizen Yousuke's powerful body into a thousand holes

It looks like he can die directly because of the dissolution of his whole body in the next moment.

But, that's just a look. Under Ichimaru Gin's surprised gaze, Aizen Sosuke's dissolved chest and limbs suddenly emerged with a pure white wood-like tissue structure, filling the torso with holes in the blink of an eye. Then, before Ichimaru could react, the pure white wooden structure aimed at Ichimaru Gin, and smashed the great assassin to the ground as if he threw a violent punch.

The surging pure white substance writhed around Aizen, condensing into a huge hand-like structure, grabbing Ichimaru Silver.

As if because of the horror brought by the sudden attack, the huge palm grabbed Ichimaru Gin, violently slapped left and right, and then punched his wound, Ichimaru Gin's figure flew out upside down like a cannonball, smashed through dozens of steps in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ruins.

It was only a second between the rise and fall of the rabbit, and Dong Xian didn't even have time to react at all, Ichimaru Yin had already vomited blood in his mouth, and sat down in the ruins of Room 46, coughing constantly, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, and looked at the blue dye Yu Jie who Shi Ran came over in front of him with hatred. Seeing the continuous emergence of white matter in his body, and the way he repaired and bridged in the blink of an eye, Ichimaru Gin closed his eyes in some despair.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work......

He didn't have any last words, if he wanted to say that he did, it was just a regret that his strength was so weak in front of Aizen Yusuke.

However, when Aizen Sosuke walked in front of him, he was greeted by a tidal wave of attacks.

On the contrary, Ichimaru Silver felt that a strange warm current and healing method was taking place in Aizen Yusuke's body, like some strange technique, constantly passing from Aizen Sosuke to his side.

And looking at Ichimaru Gin, whose expression was becoming more and more incredible, Aizen Yusuke explained in a low voice:

"If you don't, whatever I say or do, you'll be part of the conspiracy. If you are not trusted and understood, then the only thing that can really make the communication meaningful is unilateral violence. That is, the abuse of one party against the other. At this time, whatever you do, you will be understood and accepted. Because you don't have any other choice. Matsumoto Ranju's revenge hasn't been avenged, and you haven't protected her yet, so you won't die."

"And again, I won't let you die. Silver. I've said that I've done things for a better world. But what I want to say is that there is no falsehood in that feeling and action. I've found the real answer. I've found a real solution."

"So, take the soul of your childhood sweetheart. Silver. This is the reward and answer you have been urging me for so long."

Looking at Ichimaru Gin, who was coughing in the ruins, blood was constantly spilling from his mouth, and his breath was weakening, Aizen Yusuke stood in front of him and calmly put the bead that everyone wanted in front of him.

The aqua blue eyes opened slightly, and Ichimaru Silver looked at the broken jade placed in front of him in a daze. Of course, he knew very well that part of the soul of his childhood sweetheart was inside, but watching that Aizen Yusuke put the honkanyu in front of him, and then took a few steps back, as if he didn't have the intention of keeping up at all, a strange storm began to gradually spread in Ichimaru Gin's brain.

He really couldn't understand what this indigo dye was all about.

Is he a demon, or is he really a savior?

(After taking the medicine, it's a lot better, let's write a chapter first)