Chapter 52: New Rivals, Old Rivals
"Do you do it violently because you are angry? This isn't like what you've been doing, Captain Yamamoto. β
"The old man always acts according to the old man's ideas."
"Sorry, does that mean that my existence has become your enemy? I've never thought of it that way, but I'm sorry if you had such a misunderstanding. β
Looking at the flames flowing from his fingertips, his fingers have turned into a black and white color, and the smile on his face became more and more intense as he looked at the metaphorical expression in front of him, as if he was brewing a monstrous flame.
The strongest fire-based slashing sword is like fire, and with the strongest Death God Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, this power should have been invincible. It should have been like this. But the flowing flames seemed to have substance, and they stopped in front of Aizen Sosuke. This is not because Aizen Sosuke himself resisted strongly, but because the person with the knife himself fell into self-criticism and confusion.
"Be confident that you've been doing the right thing, and you're confident that there's nothing wrong with you, that's what you think."
Looking at the withered face in front of him, who seemed to have weakened too much, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekoku, Aizen Sosuke could feel his current state.
This is still theoretically a complete captain, but in fact, his combat effectiveness is not as good as that of Captain Yamamoto, who has lost his will to fight during the thousand-year-old bloody war. Because in a sense, if Aizen's actions are correct, then everything that Yamamoto Motoyanagisai has been determined to completely turn into smoke and dust, which is already a sure thing.
Everything he did was wrong. Whether it's curbing the actions of ordinary Grim Reapers, maintaining the rule of the aristocracy, or creating the blood and sins released by the Soul Court. If it was the past Yamamoto Shigekuni, the real ancestor of the court, and the evil ghost of kendo, then this confusion was just a matter of sneering for him. But the current Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is completely different, he is already the real controller of the Lingling Court, and he is a patriarch.
As a parent, you have to face your mistakes and give your children better room to grow.
Although it is not directly called, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni is the position of the real father in the Soul Court, and no one can replace it, and no one can come close. He is the man who created the Lingling Court, and he is also the man who made the Lingling Court completely reach the peak.
How can someone like this make a mistake? How can you admit mistakes? How can one assume that someone else's actions are right? Behind him is no longer those criminals who are full of blood, and many of the current Grim Reapers are young people who he himself began to teach and gradually tempered. Even if he wanted to turn around, these Grim Reapers, who were now going to not allow their beloved Captain Yamamoto to turn around completely.
Giving up on one's past life is a painful thing, so people tend to be more stubborn the older they get.
It's not their status or something that they're stubborn about, it's probably just to prove that their time is over, but they're not dead. You also need to really prove something with your own actions.
Just like now, although the raging spiritual pressure of the burning blade swept through the entire Lingling Court, and even made people's breathing feel dry, for others, the state of Captain Yamamoto was unnatural. Generally speaking, how could an existence like him directly act in anger?
And when something like this happens, it means that Captain Yamamoto has come to choose. He had to make a choice.
It's just such a choice, so that Aizen Yu Yousuke pressed back stiffly.
"So when there is a real variable, you lose the will to fight, and you feel that it is difficult to repair such a crack with a broken body like yourself. So do you want to unite the Lingling Court through this means? Too naΓ―ve, Captain Yamamoto. β
The flames of the fingertips continued to burn around, and countless wooden planks and walls gradually dissolved and burned, collapsing into little spiritual sons, and disappearing into the air.
Aizen Yusuke grabbed the seemingly indestructible flow blade with one hand, and looked at Captain Yamamoto in front of him, his expression gradually becoming indifferent.
This kind of action and demeanor is undoubtedly a bit of a broken jar, and the existence of the Spirit King and Team Zero is more like a sacrosanct idol in his mind. He used this action to prove that there is nothing wrong with his faith and the people he believes in.
And indigo dyeing just won't let that happen. Although he has been seriously injured and has the energy and imprints brought by countless strange worlds in his body, Aizen Yusuke still has not given up hope and ideals. However, the man in front of him, who should not have been much different from his complete body, is now a blow beard and glare, and he can't even untie the swastika, so he can only stand there like a flag, waiting for Aizen to make a move.
It shouldn't be like this, right? Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku. You shouldn't be so kind, and so soft-hearted that you don't even know your own state.
Even if you want to surrender and get this idea out, you have to get my consent to it.
"Boy ......"
"Want to pressurize? But now that you have lost your fighting spirit, what can you do? Captain Yamamoto? β
Taking a step forward, the solid wood floor under his feet, which had not been scorched by the flames, was deeply dented by the blue-dyed soles of his feet.
"You should know very well that no matter how many times you attack here, as long as you don't have a strong intention of killing me, there is absolutely no way to hurt me. And in the same way, if I didn't hurt your thoughts, I wouldn't have hurt you. That's it. A clash of ideas is not the same as real blood, and I don't want to be mixed up. β
"That's not going to work, that's not going to work, boy, you're too high on your abilities! A disobedient captain like you, the old man has seen too much back then! β
"But they're definitely not as strong as me, and they're not as talented as me."
Looking at the captain Yamamoto who roared in a low voice, instantly pulled out the flowing flames, waved them at himself, and instantly poured the heat of the flames into the flames, Aizen's expression became more and more disdainful.
"Self-deception is fruitless to indulge in the glorious history of the past, to erode the authority of the Supreme One by claiming to be a god, and then to try to completely adapt the original history to something else. Just like now, Captain Yamamoto, when you decide, it's already doomed. β
Reaching out and knocking slightly in the flowing flames, the originally flowing flames quickly turned into ice almost in the blink of an eye, instantly freezing part of Captain Yamamoto's palm.
Although even if the ice crystals of the seal were broken, it could be judged from the blue and purple patches on the palm of the knife-wielding hand that the state of the Yamamoto team was not good.
"Old man!"
"Don't come here! Stinky boy, don't you understand! β
Looking at the Jingle Chunshui who faced the suppression of Captain Yamamoto and started to meddle in other people's battles again, Aizen only frowned and pointed at Jingle Chunshui. Under that almost terrifying sense of crisis, Jing Lechun subconsciously used Lingzi in mid-air to instantly twist his waist and turn around.
A single-black needle, barely visible, pierced the air in an instant, turning the buildings around Jingle Chunshui into powder in the blink of an eye. And the small sharp needles that had swooped over had already appeared in the hands of Aizen Yusuke in the blink of an eye. Even Kyoraku Chunshui, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, looked at Captain Yamamoto, whose expression had become more and more embarrassed, but he only pouted his lips regretfully and quietly moved to the other side.
At this point, those greetings and statements are no longer necessary. Ichigo Kurosaki has already brought important witnesses, and then Aizen stands in the shadows in the dark, as if standing in the mire, which proves that there are problems that cannot be ignored in the whole. Aizen Yusuke has never been a character who talks nonsense, he really has various situations, and he is sure that this part can definitely bring problems to the inner court of the Lingting, so he decided to say it. This is a real status quo in the eyes of Captain Yamamoto, and it is also common sense.
But in the eyes of Aizen Sosuke, all this is so ridiculous. Facing Captain Yamamoto and Kyoraku Harusui, who had a positive meaning of father's kindness and son's filial piety, Aizen Yusuke frowned, and in an instant, he pierced a thin line through Kyoraku Harusui's chest.
In the midst of Captain Yamamoto's shocked roar, Aizen turned the blade and aimed it at Captain Yamamoto in front of him, with a cold and cruel expression.
"Then, in the end, in order to ignite your fighting spirit, I will give you a few messages for free."
"First, Youhabach and the Exterminator still exist in this world, and they have been hiding in the shadows of the Corpse Soul Realm, waiting for the time to come. Now, I'm afraid it won't be long. β
"Second, the users of the chakra, i.e., we, are not going to do anything to Euharbach. Even if we want to recruit him and become a member of our peripheral organization, we hope that one day, the Destroyer will be able to drink with the Grim Reapers, and no longer be held back by the current bound world. β
ββ¦β¦ What did you say?! Youhabach is already dead! β
"Dead? Youharbach? No. He's still watching us in his sleep. β
Looking at Captain Yamamoto in front of him, Aizen Yusuke smiled coldly and grabbed hard at his side.
"Just like now."
(End of chapter)