From the Void King To the Ghost Swordsman of the Light of the Beginning

"What did you say?"

Kuchimu Xianghe looked at the triumphant god of death trembling

"Sure enough, you are the poor of Ruhun Street. Even if you get into Kuchiki's house by chance, you can't change your stupid thinking."

The God of Death with a knife sneered, "Don't you understand yet? As the five nobles retreated behind the scenes, the emerging nobles became more and more dissatisfied with them, which has been accumulating. With the establishment and development of the 13th Guarding Team, They also need to break free from the shackles of the nobility."

"So, with the accumulation of such contradictions, how to solve them?"

"So it's... war." Kuchimu Xianghe replied softly

"That's right, a war to cleanse those restless nobles and kill them all will not only make the nobles' rule more secure, but also allow the Reapers of the Guarding Thirteenth Team to have more room for entrustment and freedom. "

"It's just that if there is no valid reason, they will be very troublesome. Fortunately, you have a good excuse like you."

"..."

"You don't realize it, do you?" Seeing Kuchiki Xianghe's cold eyes, Shinigami didn't feel fear or disbelief at all, he said a little angrily

"Your existence is a threat that everyone unanimously wants to eliminate, and now, it's all going well."

"The unstable factors among the nobles are gone. The Thirteenth Guarding Team can recruit more civilians from Liuhun Street, and there will be vacant noble positions for the heroes. And you will be executed by me soon. , isn't this a perfect plot?"

"...It's really perfect..." Kuchiki Xianghe sneered, "I still have two last questions."

"You said, I'll let you be a fool."

"Who is that black-robed woman, and who is that skeleton swordsman? Why is she immune to Muramasa's power?"

"...It really is these two questions." The God of Death said with a look that was completely expected

"But it's a pity that I don't know who the black robe is, but what is certain is that she should be from one of the five nobles."

"As for the bone swordsman, he is indeed Shinji Tsunayashiro. He was killed by us and used to frame you. If we could stir up disputes between the Tsunayashiro family and the Kuchiki family, then even if there are no nobles The riots were worth it."

"...I see." Kuchimu Xianghe took a deep breath

"All of this is caused by you people."

"The five great nobles... what a great five great nobles, the Kuchiki family... I'm afraid there are some people involved in it, right?"

For such a big move, Kuchiki Katokawa doesn't believe that the people of Kuchiki's family know nothing about it, even...

Who advertised his Zanpakuto ability?

Because this era is still relatively peaceful, he has hardly shown Muramasa's ability, so only the Kuchiki family can be so clear!

What he couldn't have imagined was that it only took less than a day from the planning to the implementation, and then to the riot of the nobles.

It's just that according to Kuchiki Keikawa's understanding, that is, since Tsunayashiro Shinji was killed a long time ago, he has already started planning a plan against him.

"It's useless to resent now."

The god of death let out a mocking laugh again, and then raised the Zanpakutao high, facing Xianghe who had no village in hand and was restrained by torture tools, the fall of this knife was enough to kill him.

But no success!

"You...how are you?!!"

He looked at the knife in his hand in disbelief, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swing it down, and more than that...

Blade, turning!

"resentment?"

Kuchimu Xianghe laughed loudly, "That's right, it's resentment! You all deserve to die!"

Should he be looked down upon just because he came here from Ruhun Street? Just because his ability is Muramasa deserves to die? Will he be sacrificed just because of the imbalance among nobles?

Why can the five nobles be superior? Why can the conspiracy be carried out in Jinglingting? Why should he follow the ruling of the forty-six room, and the will of the nobles will die? !

"Muramasa...you heard my call..."

He looked at the blade that was parked just a few feet away, without moving in the slightest.

"Impossible... Muramasa was sealed a long time ago, how could... how could he appear here?!" Death's face twisted, and he tried his best to control the knife in his hand, but the blade was still unavoidable. Accurate your heart!

The same is true for the death guard who followed him, caught in a fierce game with his own Zanpakuto.

He doesn't have Muramasa in his hands, so how does he have the power to control Zanpakuto?

The answer is obvious, because behind the two of them, facing the direction of the Rotten Wood Xianghe, there appeared a man wearing a white coat with several black lines on it, and his nails were long and exposed. Yes, the whole person looks a little strange.

"The resentment in your heart reached mine, and the longing in your heart called me here because..."

"I am your Zanpakuto."

The moment the voice fell, it was accompanied by the sound of the sword entering the body and the body falling. Muramasa didn't even look at the two people who 'suicide', but walked to Xianghe's side, and chopped off all the instruments of torture on his body with two knives. broken.

"... In my heart, it seems that something has begun to awaken."

The moment he cut off the shackles, Xianghe seemed to see another world, but at this time he didn't pay much attention to it, but turned Muramasa into a Zanpakutō and left the prison straight away.

The two corpses behind them fell to the ground coldly, and then, after Xianghe left, a stream of purple light emerged from their minds, and they didn't know where they went.

And Xianghe didn't escape Jinglingting after he left. Although this place is called a devil's lair, he still has things to do.

In the sixth district, Xianghe stepped here again, but this time he came here with a different mentality than before.

How did you feel the first time?

Xianghe let out a breath...

I still vaguely remember that time, he was shy and reserved, he obviously didn't know much but he had to forcefully behave like aristocrats, he obviously didn't know what to do next but he definitely felt that he could do something great.

Entering the nobility from Liuhun Street, or the nobility among the nobility, the joy of almost reaching the sky in one step fills my heart.

Later, when he stepped into the Sixth District again, he gradually felt angry in his heart, angry that others looked down on him, angry that he was not taken seriously in Kuchiki's house, even calling Kuchiki Yinling his father-in-law would be scolded by him outside!

Then, this anger began to become numb, making achievements easier said than done? This world, which has remained unchanged for millions of years, is eternally dominated by the five nobles, and any change in order must go through their hands.

This is a dead world...