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terrifying nobleman, agent of death

Jinglingting First Team Headquarters.

Me: "What else do you want to do with me? It seems that my current identity is not suitable for me and I will be a god of death?"

"I understand, Room 46 has not been selected yet, and I will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will

I took the armband thrown by old man Yamamoto to me, and after a closer look, it was actually a sign with a pattern of a virtual face blocked by a sword. There are two techniques in total, one is to explore the virtual coordinates, and the other is to isolate the sight of humans in the world to prevent being seen. This is the proof of the God of Death.

Turn on activation and test it, it seems that you can't detect yourself.

"It seems that you can completely seal the power of Void, so I will no longer ask about your body. The special abilities of the eyes, controlling gravity to rebound all attacks or seal all powers, I said this to those nobles."

"??What, it turns out that it was you who did it! I thought it was Dongshilang."

Old man Yamamoto: "It is indeed Hitsugaya's suggestion. This proposal is quite good and can cover up your specialness. I have heard of your troubles. This is the nobles' daughter who are waiting to get married, and I have already refused you."

What! It was actually postponed. Such a large number of beauties. My God, this list was quite depressed. It was still a photo of it. When I saw it, I was shocked. Are these various beastly faces so-called beauties?

Old Man Yamamoto: "You understand, the so-called nobles in the Soul Realm have all their ancestors. Even today, there are many descendants of animal faces."

This is true, like? The village left formation is a typical big dog man. I said, "Don't the nobles value the most? What are the clothes, styles, and now, especially the appearance of important people?" The village said that she had always worn a mask to meet people.

Old man Yamamoto: "It is true that the nobles value face, but they all think that you are pretty good. If you inherit your eyes, even if you get a gene, your offspring will not be much worse. And they are more interested in strength. The offspring of these animals have an extraordinary appetite and high spiritual power, so they will definitely inherit the ability of optimality with the greatest probability."

I sweat. Can you catch beauty if you are ugly? These nobles are so terrible. When you think of someone's body trembling, you will walk into Jurassic Park. That miserable look is really so cold that you cry just by thinking about it. As for Ye Yi, who has the same huge appetite, it is actually a mutant among these beasts??…

I sighed and said, "It seems that I have to thank you, old man."

Old man Yamamoto: "You have to be polite, the master also needs to take care of his apprentice's idea."

Me: "What are you going to do with Aizen's problem? Just leave it alone?"

A hint of helplessness appeared in the old man Yamamoto's eyes, and then he solemnly said: "If Aizen has merged with Bengyu according to your description, it will be very difficult to kill him again. Let's take a few steps first, confirm Aizen's purpose and then formulate a combat plan. Moreover, his subordinates are also very concerned about it."

Me: "You mean their strength."

Old Man Yamamoto: "Not all. Two of them are alien Bawinter."

Me: "Barwinter?"

Old man Yamamoto: "Ah, it was originally a research for immortality. As a result, the new race product appeared due to the failure of the experiment. Because Bawinter can directly decompose the psychic object as an energy source for maintaining life or treating injuries, it is an existence that must be eliminated for the corpse soul world."

Me: "That's really... cruel."

Old man Yamamoto: "This is forced by the situation, and such a result cannot be changed."

It’s politics again. The reason why Hirako and Mako hate Death now is because of this. After all, eighty years ago, Room 46 made the decision to abandon them.

Politics itself does not distinguish between good and evil. At the critical moment, consider the population of many parties, or to be precise, the population controlled by the leaders. When a general makes the decision to slaughter a city, it is very likely that he will make a decision. Since the military and civilians in Xuzhou are difficult to subdue, it is unnecessary to contribute the food of their own military and civilians. Cao Cao, who is controversial, is helpless to slaughter Xuzhou from the perspective of the political force he is responsible for (the population control). Tao Qian and Liu Bei will not surrender at all.

Eighty years ago, the vicious virus incident happened suddenly, and the virus was contagious and could not be controlled at all. Out of the principle of protecting most people in the Jingling Court, the decision of Room 46 can be said to be very correct.

It's too far... Bawinter, a creature that fundamentally destroys the soul world, is destined to be enemies of the god of death, and its threat is better than that of the Void.

Me: "Decompose the spiritual structure of the corpse soul world and extract energy from it... This is not how similar is it to Aizen's new ability - ecological breathing?"

Old man Yamamoto: "Did you notice it? That's right, Aizen's successful Bengyu this time probably borrowed the power of Bawinter. The culprit who created Bawinter, a female god of death named Lanjiu, who was the initiator and person in charge of the research project at that time, was deprived of spiritual power and exiled for 1,000 years. This was a secret maneuvering monitoring mistake, and Aizen was likely to have received Lanjiu's technical help."

I rubbed my temples and said with a headache: "Landao, it provides the technology to create the jadeite. However, I have been deprived of my spiritual power and can survive until now. Even if I support it, it is very difficult, right?"

Old man Yamamoto: "I'm sorry, her skills are beyond expectations. She has a secret maneuver to fight with the fifth team leader of Aizen. The Bawinter named Aima Fango is probably herself, because during the fight, she used the ability to die recorded on the file."

Me: "After saying so much, Aizen's mastery is quite powerful. Just a few of us came to life and suddenly felt like we were sent to death."

The old man Yamamoto gave me a blank look and said, "Don't worry, I will select elites from the Thirteenth Team of the Guardian Court to go with you. Once I've confirmed that Aizen has a new move, I will even go there in person."

Me: "Then it's OK - this kind of thing is still difficult to say, I can only say, do everything with all my might."

Yamamoto: "Is that so good?"

Looking at my departure back, Yamamoto sighed: Yukao Shishiro, Kyoraku Harumiya, two frivolous guys from inside and outside, have now become independent figures.

Team Eighth Team House.

Kyora Harumizu: "I'm leaving so soon."

"This is also impossible. I thought our generation would be very peaceful. Who knew it was the most difficult time." I picked up the coffee and took a sip. After experiencing the last time Nieyin Meng's secret trouble, I am no longer concerned about coffee, so I drink it a little bit carefully. I: "This coffee seems to be expired."

"No way." Kyoto Chunshui took a mouthful, suddenly choked and vomited all of them.

"You didn't do it on purpose, right? Fortunately, I can control gravity." I used the way of heaven to block Kyoto Chunshui's complaints in front.

"Xiao Qixu, something is wrong with this coffee." Kyōra asked loudly backwards.

"For scumbags, I should drink this. Didn't he spit it out?" The answer was so straightforward and straightforward. It seems that my popularity among female death is already negative, if Kyung-rat had zero.

"This is not good. This is not what a lady should do. If you pour two more cups, do you hear it?"

"If you want to pour it, just go and pour it yourself. Do you like to drink it or not."

After a stalemate, the atmosphere was quite awkward.

Kyora: "There's no way, it's such a headache."

Me: "Just pretend, I don't know you yet. I'm under you, I'm afraid you're so happy, you, the uniformed uncle, are you?"

Kyora: "You really... I've been told by you. Now Qiyu has less resistance to me."

Me: "Sure enough, when did you start to attack your younger generation?"

Kyora: "Don't get me wrong. I am different from you, the Feitian Yu (Fighting River Crab) sister. I just admire the uniform purely."

Me: "Do you think I'm an idiot? Can the word uniform be used with innocence?"

It was getting late, so I stood up and said, "Lisa is doing well in this life. If she goes there, don't forget to bring a few good books. Now she is licking classical tastes again."

Kyora: "Ah, I know, I have prepared several big boxes. You should take care of yourself, don't die."
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