Chapter 254 Chapter 253: Long time no see

Under the rainy night, the orange-haired boy stayed up all night.

until the end of school on the second day.

Mako Hirako was about to leave the school when he was stopped in place by Ichigo Kurosaki.

"etc…"

Turning around, the former captain of the fifth division saw the determination shining in the other man's eyes.

"I want to go with you!"

Nothing will change if you stop moving forward. After realizing this, Kurosaki Ichigo chose not to hesitate anymore.

Mako Hirako raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment, his smile appeared.

"I see...I understand, then come with me!"

The two of them turned back again and returned to the gathering place yesterday.

The other members of the Masked Legion still maintained their lukewarm attitude. In comparison, Hiyori behaved more kindly.

"Hey, brat!"

She shouted at Ichigo Kurosaki, her tone rather unkind.

"Just give up if you can't hold on any longer, otherwise you'll really get eaten."

Not an adjective, but a statement in another sense. The orange-haired boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Well, thank you."

The destructive power of the melancholy boy's smile is absolutely terrifying.

Hiyori grunted, jumped up and kicked him over.

"Why are you giggling, you bastard!"

"pain…"

Ignore this part of the episode.

After everything was arranged, everyone from the Masked Legion gathered around, ready to deal with any surprises.

"Ichigo, next you have to try to draw out that part of your power."

"I know you will be nervous, but it doesn't matter. These people here are not mediocre, and it is not difficult to suppress you in your unconscious state."

"During that period, you must seize the time to contact the other party and draw out the other party's power to the greatest extent."

Although there are some deviations.

However, under the influence of many external factors, Kurosaki Ichigo still reached this stage where he needed to face his own heart.

The man who symbolizes the power of death and hollowness and is entrenched in the depths of his spiritual world...

If you don't face him directly, even Uncle Zangyue won't help him in the slightest.

He can no longer ask for help from others. The only one who can save himself at this moment is Kurosaki Ichigo himself.

As assistants, Hirako Mako and others need to make corresponding preparations outside to prevent various accidents that may occur at any time.

Of course, time is not unlimited.

"For safety reasons, we will also decide whether to interrupt you based on the alienation of your body."

Mako Hirako took out a pocket watch, set it, and showed it to Ichigo.

"Five...no, ten minutes."

"If it were any longer, I would feel a little unsafe."

"The sense of time passing in the spiritual world is different from that in the outside world, so you don't need to pay too much attention to this."

all in all.

"Have a nice trip, Ichigo."

Too nervous to speak, Kurosaki Ichigo could only respond with a rather forced smile.

The Death Proxy Card tore the soul out of the body, and Kurosaki Ichigo appeared in a Death Overlord costume. He looked around with a complicated expression and whispered.

"Sorry to trouble you..."

The slightly humble tone made Pingzi frown.

As he said before, he was just a kid who didn't understand anything, but he was forced to shoulder these unnecessary responsibilities.

After all.

This is also a dereliction of duty as an ‘adult’.

Placing his right hand in front of his face, Kurosaki Ichigo slowly closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath, just like what you have done before, it is no different.

Zhi…

Black-red lightning flashed in the air, and as Kurosaki Ichigo's consciousness began to fall, wave-like air currents appeared around him.

Coo coo coo coo…

A milky white fluid state appeared on Kurosaki Ichigo's face.

The black and red mask fit tightly onto his face, forming a terrifying mask.

The air rolled back towards Kurosaki Ichigo, and on both sides of his face, slender horns also appeared at this moment.

"Really or not?"

Aikawa Luowu, who was watching, put down the comic book in his hand, his eyes slightly solemn behind his sunglasses.

"This mask..."

It was the same ‘face’ I had seen many years ago.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

There is no doubt about Shizuya Arima's strength, but what is more concerning is the bond and involvement this guy had with his group.

There was so much care and concern in the past, but now there is so much resentment and disgust.

"There's nothing surprising, Luo Wu."

In comparison, Hirako Mako's expression was extremely calm—among all the people present, it was clear that he had the deepest relationship with Arima Shizuya.

But at this time, he was the only one who could act as if nothing had happened.

"Don't you already know the result before you start taking action? There is no point in being surprised now."

Than dwell on the past.

It’s better to focus on the present moment.

"roar!!"

The mask took shape, and Kurosaki Ichigo began to roar upwards.

The aura containing the power of the void filled the entire basement. Everyone present looked away at this moment, showing different expressions.

"It's a little surprising..."

"This kind of virtualization is less than 10%, but the aura it emits is already exaggerated."

"Is ten minutes too long? Hirako."

In response, Hirako Mako just smiled flatly and did not choose to answer directly.

"If we can't win over a young man who just debuted, what's the point of our seniors' existence?"

Speechless!

"So, everyone."

The masked legions that were surrounding him all turned their attention.

Pingzi also looked at the others at this moment and opened his mouth to say.

"Who goes first?"

Communicate with your own heart, and the consciousness of both parties will be focused on each other.

The power drawn by losses will appear in the most "instinct" way without being restrained and guided.

During the communication between Kurosaki Ichigo, external force must be used to suppress him.

This is the mission of the Masked Legion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hiyori beside Hirako couldn't wait to rush forward.

"What else needs to be allocated... I can handle it all by myself!"

Aikawa Luowu wanted to stop him, but it was obviously too late.

This guy's temper is no different from a hundred years ago - impulsive and irritable, not good at thinking.

"Hirako!"

As a leader, Mako Hirako didn't have any big objections.

"It's not impossible to give it a try... Others should prepare a little bit and don't have any accidents."

It is not a formal organization.

Born out of an illegal team of exiles, the Masked Legion's communication itself is so casual.

"You brat, let's see what's going on!"

Hiyori's right hand was sloppily wiped on her face, like a simple gesture of wiping away sweat.

The ferocious white mask has emerged.

The power of virtualization brings a more wild intuitive feeling. "Cut him off, big snake!"

The Zanpakutō in his hand underwent detailed and rapid changes along with the words of liberation.

It became extremely thick and wide.

The end of the blade is even more carefully arranged with orderly gaps... Judging from the appearance, it seems that the purpose of this weapon's existence is to torture the opponent to death.

Hiyori jumped down from above and struck down hard.

Kurosaki Ichigo's response seemed a bit slow - he just raised his Zanpakutō and barely parried the blow.

bump! !

The momentum is not small, indicating that the strength of both sides is almost equal.

"Hahaha, you bastard, don't you think you have some skills?"

So.

Hiyori twisted her body in the air with a grin, raised her right leg high and flew through the wind, slamming the calf into Ichigo's cheek.

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"How about this?!"

There was a muffled sound, accompanied by staggering movements.

In his instinctive state, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed unable to react, and had no ability to parry at this moment.

Aikawa Luowu, who had a somewhat serious expression at first, unconsciously relaxed his frown at this moment.

It seems... there seems to be nothing to worry about?

The wandering of thoughts only lasts for a moment.

And in the next moment.

Under the mask of Kurosaki Ichigo, he suddenly opened his cold eyes.

He reached out decisively and grabbed Hiyori's ankle directly.

The sudden change made the expressions of everyone present more obvious.

wrong.

This guy's state is...wrong!

Hiyori's feeling was the most vivid. She struggled to raise her head and was about to say something.

"you…"

The words have not yet finished.

Kurosaki Ichigo's right hand suddenly closed.

Cluck, clack, gu... bang!

A series of tiny echoes, accompanied by Hiyori's screams, echoed throughout the basement.

"Hiyori!"

Aikawa Ratake subconsciously rushed over. Kurosaki Ichigo did not look sideways. At this moment, he only held the Zanpakutō with his left hand and waved it gently.

It didn't use spiritual power, and it wasn't even a formed move.

It was just a matter of simply tensing up the body and wielding the weapon with strength.

boom! !

The wind blew violently and ravines appeared.

Traces that were so deep that they were invisible appeared between the two sides, like the boundary between yin and yang, which stopped everyone who originally wanted to rush forward.

"what happened?!"

There are still people who don't know the situation, but some of them who used to be captain-level figures are now breaking out in cold sweat.

As everyone knows.

The soul is like a fingerprint, it has unique characteristics, and everyone's senses are different.

Therefore.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Ichigo Kurosaki appeared.

It is also completely consistent with this theory.

'Kurosaki Ichigo' lowered his head and released his right hand.

Seeing Hiyori falling to the ground and rolling around in pain, his tone was extremely cold.

"After all these years...your temper still hasn't changed at all? Hiyori."

This tone.

This gesture.

Just the moment they realized the problem, everyone in the Masked Legion had already turned on the virtual state.

Hirako Mako stepped forward, with angry eyes that even the mask could not hide.

"Arima Shizuya!!"

Nothing wrong!

The soul that should have been in the spiritual world to communicate and pull with Kurosaki Ichigo.

At this time, he took the initiative to float up and occupy the other person's body? !

The unexpected unfolding had already made everyone in the audience look shocked and angry.

Faced with this unusual anger, the reaction of the person involved was quite dull.

"You don't have to be so loud, I can still hear...Captain Hirako."

Instead of trying to kill them all, 'Kurosaki Ichigo' took a few steps back and widened the distance between them.

"Let's say hello as if we were old friends. Can the atmosphere not be so serious?"

“…”

What responded at this moment was just everyone's "readiness".

No one would let down their guard at this time. After all, the man standing in front of him at this moment was the man who had destroyed the entire Seireitei.

Mako Hirako stepped forward slowly, jumped over the ravine, and held Hiyori in his arms, who was in pain so much that he was covered in cold sweat.

"You guy...what did you do to Ichigo?"

"What can we do?"

A chuckle came out, and the tone of 'Kurosaki Ichigo' was as usual.

"Of course I'm communicating with him, but after all, he still can't use his power flexibly."

"In comparison, as a former captain-level figure... I only multitasked to this extent."

"It doesn't seem to be something difficult to understand, right?"

Everyone in the Masked Legion was speechless.

After all, this is the first time they have faced this situation - as mentioned before, Kurosaki Ichigo's situation is that he carries the souls of other people.

It's not just 'one's own power' in a simple sense.

It seems that this situation of seizing one's body is not too unexpected?

But the focus lies elsewhere.

"What on earth are you planning?"

Facing Hirako Mako's question, 'Kurosaki Ichigo' pondered for a moment and then said in a light tone.

"Me? It's actually very simple... I hope you can do me a favor."

"dream!"

This answer is also expected, so there is no surprise.

"Well... that's true at this stage, but it doesn't matter. I still have some time to wait..."

As for now.

"Just think that I'm here to say hello in advance, everyone in the Masked Legion."

Fengqiaolou Juro danced with the golden sandalwood, his tone was unusually cold.

"With this kind of hypocrisy, it seems that you have completely fallen into evil ways."

Aichuan Luowu's chest was rising and falling, as if he was extremely angry.

"I should have killed you back then!"

Liuche Quanxi clenched his fists and took a stance.

"It's not too late now..."

Everyone was ready to fight, except Pingzi who shouted harshly.

"Stop it! This body belongs to Ichigo, are you crazy!"

Lisa Yakinmaru couldn't help but choked.

"This guy is too despicable!"

Faced with such accusations, 'Kurosaki Ichigo' has no shame at all.

"There's no denying that, but that's OK."

after all…

"We should be able to meet soon."

And before that.

"Please think about my proposal carefully before making a real decision."

That's it.

The light in 'Kurosaki Ichigo''s eyes began to dim.

(End of chapter)