"Tricked the entire Soul Society?"
"We don't mean to lie, it's just that none of you understand our true colors."
"Including you, Urahara Kisuke."
Facing the tall hat worn by Urahara Kisuke, Aizen smiled and shook his head.
"I thought how great and far-sighted I was!"
"Hehehehe."
"In the end, you are just chess pieces that we brothers play with for our own pleasure."
Urahara Kisuke smiled mockingly, then sat on the ground with his back to Central 46.
"So I really appreciate you."
"Urahara Kisuke."
"You worked so hard to please us, even though it was a little short-lived, I really had a great time."
Aiyan also sat down, sitting opposite Urahara Kisuke.
"I thank you too."
"Let me come on stage in a grand finale, using my blade to personally draw the curtain on this wonderful show."
"Urahara Kisuke."
Aizen stood next to Aiyan, smiling softly and telling Urahara Kisuke words of thanks.
"I'm not as good as you, Aiyan."
"Not as good as you, Aizen."
"I lost this round."
Urahara Kisuke sighed and turned to look at Seireitei at the foot of the mountain behind him:
"The scenery of Seireitei is really beautiful!"
"Pity."
"No one can see the true Seireitei but me alone."
After taking in all the beautiful scenery of Seireitei and embedding it into the depths of his soul, he just turned his head again, facing Brother Aiyan, and then spread his hands.
The meaning was self-evident.
Give me a break.
Seeing this, Aiyan stretched out his right hand and pointed his index finger at Urahara Kisuke.
Tsk tsk.
As the pressure that made the surrounding air tremble and twist was released, many tiny blue and purple-black Reiatsu particles rose up, then twisted and fused like a vortex, finally forming a fist-sized blue-black Reiatsu sphere, suspended in the air in front of his fingertip.
Just for a moment, the Reiatsu sphere was formed, and even the sky seemed to tremble, creating thick ripples like the surface of a lake.
"Very similar to a Cero, but formed by mixing two different properties of Hadō."
"I didn't expect that."
"As a defeated dog, you could have such a grand funeral."
Looking at the blue-black Reiatsu sphere floating on Aiyan's fingertip, Urahara Kisuke couldn't help but look horrified.
Just by looking at it with the naked eye, he could feel how amazing the Reiatsu density of this sphere was.
When he couldn't help but use his Reiatsu senses to check, his heart began beating violently.
Once such a fist-sized Reiatsu sphere explodes, it could instantly take away everything within a few kilometers.
"You're worth this Kidō."
Aiyan was not stingy in his praise for Urahara Kisuke.
"This is your own Kidō!"
"Can you tell me its name?"
Urahara Kisuke looked at the Reiatsu sphere in front of him.
"Hadō · Bijūdama."
After Aiyan said the name Bijūdama as Kidō, he tapped his fingertip in the air.
Whoosh
The moment there was a sound in the air, the Bijūdama suspended in front of his fingertip immediately flew out, like an unloaded cannonball, and shot toward Urahara Kisuke.
"Bijūdama?"
Urahara Kisuke murmured, and after remembering this Kidō, he smiled and greeted the Bijūdama flying toward him with great calmness.
Boom!
A Reiatsu hurricane rose up, and Urahara Kisuke, who was sitting on the ground, was immediately thrown away.
Immediately afterwards—
The Bijūdama almost touched his face and flew past him.
Not being hit by the Bijūdama was obviously something to be happy about, but his smile instantly froze, and he turned his head to follow it.
He saw the Bijūdama, dragging its blue-black tail, spanning several kilometers, even ten kilometers, over countless buildings in Seireitei, and finally hitting the tower standing on one of the boundary pillars of Central 46.
"Did it miss the mark?"
"It's the first time I've used it, so I'm still a bit rough!"
"Fortunately, that's not a problem."
Aiyan looked around and saw that the Bijūdama, which flew more than ten kilometers, did not pass through the four turning pillars and hit Central 46 as he expected. He couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied with his accuracy.
Boom
On the other side,
The moment the boundary pillar was shattered, the Bijūdama, no bigger than a fist, suddenly burst into brilliant golden light, then turned into a Reiatsu sphere of light that expanded hundreds or thousands of times, destroying everything along the way—the buildings, and the inquisitors and sages within them—devoured and shattered.
It looked like a star falling from the sky, hovering above Central 46, constantly blooming with bright golden light, and Reiatsu air waves raging in all directions.
At this time, Urahara Kisuke also came to his senses.
Not only was he not killed by the Bijūdama, but he did not show the ecstasy of surviving the disaster. Instead, he glared at Aiyan angrily, with the expression of a ferocious wolf ready to devour.
"How?"
"Didn't you just take action against Central 46 and the so-called sages and inquisitors there?"
"I did you a favor and turned them into spirits."
Aiyan looked at Urahara Kisuke with a half-smile:
"They are all sages and judges of the Seireitei."
"Breathing the air of Soul Society and growing up eating the souls of Soul Society."
"I think you shouldn't mind if they turn into spirits after death and are recycled in the Soul Society."
The sound of every word in his sentence was like a Zanpakutō.
The blade stabbed Urahara Kisuke in the heart one after another, cutting it into pieces.
"You... Why did you do this?"
It seemed that Urahara Kisuke, overwhelmed by the destruction of Central 46 and the loss of all the sages and inquisitors under the Bijūdama, had his usually intelligent mind stuck for a moment.
"How much do you underestimate me by asking such a question!"
"Urahara Kisuke."
"You don't think I can't tell the difference between a Gigai and a Shinigami, do you?"
The corners of Aiyan's lips raised slightly, revealing a playful arc.
He placed his feet firmly on the ground, stood up, and looked down at Urahara Kisuke.
"Have you... already known?"
Urahara Kisuke suddenly raised his head and met Aiyan's teasing gaze, astonishment on his face.
The reason why he dared to go out in person, fight with Aiyan, and compete with Aizen was because the person here was Urahara Kisuke's Gigai, not his spiritual body.
It wasn't the real thing at all.
Even if all the plans and actions failed miserably, at most he would lose a Gigai.
Although the materials for the Gigai were a bit precious and the process was a bit time-consuming, it was worth it.
After all, this was him, Urahara Kisuke.
A man who has a thousand strategies to deal with any eventuality.
"Hikifune Kirio's spirit of justice and temporary insertion of technology are truly remarkable."
"After being handed over to you, you improved it even further. You were able to create a righteous Gigai that was no different from a Shinigami's original body."
"Not only did it have the same level of Reiatsu and Zanjutsu, Hohō, and Hakuda as a Shinigami's original body, but even Zanpakutō abilities could be copied and controlled by the original body."
"No wonder Kurotsuchi Mayuri has always believed that technology is a Shinigami's primary productive force."
Aiyan clicked his tongue and praised:
"It seems that Shinigami will add another discipline on this basis."
"The skill of Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō."
"And the skill of technology."
After seeing the Gigai of Urahara Kisuke in front of him, an idea came to his mind for the first time.
Otherwise, go learn science and technology on your own some other time.
In this case, in addition to Zanjutsu, Zanpakutō, and Reiatsu, one could add another ability that could be self-taught.
By then, who knows what kind of brilliance my new abilities and my own crazy technological inventions will burst out with.
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