Chapter 127 Death's Contract, God of Chaos (300 monthly tickets plus updates)
"In this way, everything is over."
Rotten wood ringing river, was sealed by the blood seal of death burial.
After the battle, Kuchiki Yinling looked at Kuchiki Xianghe, who was covered by Captain Yamamoto's spiritual art and had Fang Tian's painted halberds on his limbs, and couldn't help expressing emotion.
"There is still the endgame in Jinglingting." Yamamoto Genryuzai said indifferently
He didn't pay attention to the so-called rotten wood Xianghe and the village from the beginning. Compared with the battle between Bakarron and Yuhabach, the ability of the mere village is really childish.
It's just that the rotten wood Xianghe did cause too much damage to the Jingling Court. Originally, if he tried his best to eliminate the moths among the nobles, he could still let Xianghe make trouble for a while.
But since he took the initiative to expand the scale of the battle, Yamamoto can no longer let it go, let alone the forty-six room has also issued strict orders.
"After the Zanpakuto returns completely, the Kuchiki Kayohe will be sealed for a second time. Although it is a farce, Muramasa is indeed an extremely powerful ability. If it is used by someone with a heart, it may cause another blow to the soul world. harm."
The reason why Kuchiki Kazukawa was not killed was because without using Zanpakutō and closing his own heart, even if he was as strong as Yamamoto, he would not be able to easily kill a captain-level Shinigami.
And once he couldn't kill him with one blow, then Xianghe might escape. With his ability, it would be terrible if he was lurking in the dark.
Yamamoto Motoryuzai looked down on Kuchiki Kyoukawa's strength, but he had to admit that Muramasa was terrifying.
Especially they didn't know that Muramasa had been liberated from Kuchiki Hibikawa's sword by Tsunayashiro Genki...
So they left temporarily...
In this world, there is only one person left in the world, the sealed Rotten Wood Kakinawa. He fell in the endless abyss, and what passed around him was endless darkness.
He heard that there is a place called 'Infernal Affairs' in the Jingling Court, and only the most heinous people will be imprisoned in it.
There is nothingness inside, there is no east, west, north, south, no top, no bottom, no space and time, only absolute silence and loneliness.
Now, Xianghe feels that the world he lives in is Wujian.
It really suits him. He was framed by the nobles, betrayed his family, and even refused to respond to Zanpakuto. He should drift with the tide in a world with only himself, sinking to the point where his soul is dead.
but…
Where do you want to vent your anger? !
Where does the full of resentment vent? !
The world has not yet been punished for betraying itself! The five nobles are still aloof, wantonly playing with the souls and rules of the corpse soul world!
Those shameless betrayers are still enjoying good food and wine, indulging in luxury, showing off their shamelessness to friends and family!
Xianghe is a person with extremely low self-esteem and sensitivity, otherwise he would not have stabbed Muramasa without asking questions after the original work was unsealed.
And at this moment, all of this was pressing on his fragile heart, making his eyes turn red.
Power, he needs the power to change the world!
He wants those nobles to suffer the same betrayal as him, no, just let everyone live in such a world.
Wouldn't it be nice to have a world full of betrayal, destruction and violence, and a world where everyone doesn't trust each other? !
Why is he the only one who suffers like this? Isn't this too unfair?
Pain should not be felt by one person, but by the whole world!
The more I think about it, the more angry I get, the more I think about it, the more resentful I become, and the darkness in my heart accumulates sharply. No, maybe this is my true heart!
In the endless darkness, Xianghe felt that something was broken in his heart. He began to imagine what the future world would be like, and began to imagine the rules controlled by him.
Then, the brokenness in his heart caused changes in the whole world, and the darkness around him began to distort on a large scale, awakening Xianghe from his self-indulgence.
The distorted darkness gathered in front of him into a human face, a...
Skeleton face!
Starting from the skeleton, a huge phantom appeared in front of Xianghe.
His whole body was covered by a brown robe, and a pair of ghostly eyes were embedded in the skull face.
"Is this what you want?"
There is a huge scythe behind him, and the life-harvesting sharp weapon makes him even more terrifying.
At this moment, the sound of this huge 'weird' came out, and it reached the deepest part of the human soul.
And this time...
But it seems to have seen fear itself!
"Who are you?!"
He couldn't help taking two steps back, the panic in his heart couldn't be expressed in words.
“I am the end of everything and the beginning of everything.”
The huge skull face said slowly
"It is the final destination of the soul and the end hope of the desperate. My name..."
"grim Reaper!"
grim Reaper…
yes…
This is the **** of death...
Xianghe's breathing became short of breath, as if his life that had ended had new hope.
That’s right, those of Jinglingting…
What kind of **** of death?
The **** of death, the **** named 'death', the most terrifying name in the world, how could it be those incompetent people in Jinglingting?
Reaper... is fear itself, the sickle that harvests life, and the destination of all souls!
Yes, he is the **** of death! He is the **** of death!
Xianghe's eyes widened unconsciously. He looked at the incarnation of terror before him, and couldn't help being deeply intoxicated by it.
"Can you... fulfill my wish?"
he asked tremblingly
"Just...give your soul."
Death said slowly
"I will give you the power to shape the world you want."
His words seem to come from millions of years ago, filled with the atmosphere of history, making people's soul sink into it!
Xianghe clenched his fists tightly, his nails were tightly embedded in the flesh and blood flowed out. He looked at the huge Grim Reaper and the face of the skeleton.
Then, slowly let go of your hand.
Blood…
Tick down your fingers...
Drop by drop in the dark nothingness.
Bloody, spreading in the darkness...
After a while, the foot of Xianghe was already covered with dark red...
So Xianghe slightly raised the corners of his mouth
"Of course... my soul, you can take it. As long as..."
"Let this world, let those people fall into the most terrifying era. It's up to me..."
"The Age of Domination!"
he shouted to death
"Take my soul!"
"Then..." The figure of Reaper gradually dissipated. The huge scythe behind him disappeared first, then the brown cloak, and finally the huge skull face and blue light.
Only the last voice is left to wander in this world forever
"The contract is reached...you will..."
"God of Chaos!"
(end of this chapter)