"How...how could this happen?" The little boy was panicked and hurriedly lowered his head to touch his body. He found a broken chain on his chest.
Yamabuki explained, "This is called the Chains of Fate. Once it is broken, it means you are dead. What we are asking about is not the bandits. After a person dies, a soul will be generated, just like you. What happened to the souls of these people after they were killed by the bandits?"
The little boy couldn't accept the fact that he was dead for a moment, and he was trembling as he looked at his hands.
"We are the gods of death, gods who specialize in managing dead souls," said Yamabuki after seeing him not answering.
"Death! Does that mean I'm really dead?" The little boy looked at Kinroku Izuhara with despair, and Kinroku Izuhara nodded slightly.
The little boy burst into tears.
Batsu'unsai took a long time to coax the little boy into submission. The little boy arched his head and kept rubbing against Batsu'unsai's arms, which made Yamabuki so envious!
Who isn't a child?
Next time I cry like this, I will also rub into Batsu'unsai's arms. But she won't kill me for that, right?
After the little boy calmed down, he told him everything he had seen.
"I saw a monster take everyone away! No, it should be that it took away everyone's souls," said the little boy.
"What kind of monster is it? Can you describe it in detail? Is there a big hole in the chest and a strange white mask on the face?" asked Yamabuki.
The little boy shook his head vigorously: "No, it's a very strange man, very tall, big and fat!"
People?
The three of them were all shocked.
Didn't Hollows eat all the people here? Instead, there was a "person" who took away the souls of these villagers.
Yamabuki's face was solemn. Could it be that he really guessed right? The culprit who completed this series of crimes was a Quincy.
"The monster grabbed everyone's souls and went in that direction," said the little boy, pointing to the north.
"Batsu'unsai, you stay and take care of the child, and we two will go and take a look..." Yamabuki was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Hmph, it's you who'd better stay here! Otherwise, you'll become a burden when the time comes." Batsu'unsai, said coldly. For some reason, as soon as the word "taking care of children" was mentioned, Batsu'unsai's attitude became very cold, although she herself liked children very much.
Yamabuki glanced at the bulging chest of Batsu'unsai, and I finally understood why Kurosaki Ichigo chose Inoue Orihime. It doesn't matter for adults, but no matter how hard life is, we can't let the children suffer, right?
Kinroku Izuhara smiled, then left in an instant with Batsu'unsai, leaving only Yamabuki and the little boy in the village.
The little boy trembled and asked, "What will happen to me? Does the shinigami specialize in eating human souls?"
"You're so smart. You guessed it all right. Do you know what kind of people I like to eat the most? Children. Children have tender skin and flesh. I mash children into meat sauce and eat it with rice. Did you see that uncle with glasses just now? He likes to peel off human skin and admire it slowly. And that big sister you like, her hobby is to smash people's heads with a knife! Isn't it exciting?" Yamabuki was driven crazy by jealousy and tried his best to fool the child!
As expected, the child was frightened and burst into tears.
"If you want to survive, draw the appearance of that weirdo for me," said Yamabuki.
The little boy was so scared that he kept sobbing. He took a small wooden stick and drew two circles on the ground, a small circle on the top and a big circle on the bottom, with two thin lines on the small circle.
"Huh? What are you drawing? A glutinous rice dumpling? How could someone look like this? No hands or feet? Even Big Stupid Bear looks better than him, right?" Yamabuki looked curious, but when he looked up, he found that the little boy was backing away with horror on his face and then pointing his finger behind Yamabuki.
"Me? You don't have to be so scared of me! I was just joking with you just now. Even though Soul Society is also very chaotic, it's still better than the real world..." Yamabuki looked at the desolate scene around him, and suddenly, he found something wrong. There were actually two shadows on the ground.
Yamabuki suddenly realized that the child was not afraid of him but of the thing behind him!
He slowly moved his hand to the hilt of the knife, glancing back slightly. With his strength as an elite vice-captain, he could be ranked in the top 30 in the entire Soul Society, unless he encountered Vastod or Adjuchas...
No matter who appears behind you, stab him first!
"Eat my sword!"
The Zanpakutō was unsheathed, and the silver sword light was as fast as a flash of lightning, but the sword missed.
Despite this, Yamabuki could see clearly what was standing behind him.
That should be a person!
Why say "should"?
Because this person's body shape is really weird!
If I had to describe it in one word, it would be...huge.
He was over two meters and five centimeters tall, extremely fat, with no visible neck. There was a thick layer of fat between his head and torso, and he had two small pigtails. He was staring at him with a cruel expression on his face.
This image is exactly the same as the one the little boy drew on the ground just now, with a similarity of up to 99%.
It turns out that I had wronged the child!
"What kind of monster is this!" Yamabuki hurriedly took two steps back and stared at this strange man nervously.
In his impression, there was only one person with this body type in Soul Society, and that was the legendary figure, Ōmaeda Marechiyo.
There are countless legends about that man!
"Back off! Aizen!"
"That's enough, Yhwach!"
Aizen can be crushed with just Reiatsu!
He stood still and was slashed more than 10,000 times by the sword, but he was still intact!
The Spirit King can be killed in an instant.
Just one look can repel. Yhwach!
God among gods!
Ōmaeda Marechiyo!
"I fucking know those urban legends are true!" Yamabuki looked at the monster in front of him with horror.
The weirdo looked at Yamabuki with a grim smile on his face: "Shinigami, your Reiatsu is so strong! If I use you as my test subject, I will definitely be able to create a work that satisfies me."
"Hmm?" Yamabuki didn't understand what he meant.
A test subject? Could it be that the legendary Ōmaeda Marechiyo is also an extremely intelligent scientist? Well, it's possible!
With the help of that person's legend, it is not impossible for the technological level to crush Urahara Kisuke and Kurotsuchi Mayuri!
"Hey, what is your name?" asked the strange man.
"Before asking someone else's name, shouldn't you tell your own name first?" Yamabuki stopped imagining and faced the strange man in front of him carefully.
"My name is Uhin Zenjōji, and I'm a scientist who does this out of interest!"
Damn, isn't this guy the first captain of the 12th Division? Why the hell is he here?
P.S.: He is a mad scientist with full strength, agility, recovery, and destructive power, who uses his own body for experiments. However, due to his special physique, the black technology he researched can only be used by himself.
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