At this moment, at this moment.

The Soul Society is once again in the flames of war, and as far as the eye can see, there are demon legions from hell.

The overwhelming demons, carrying the pungent smell of sulfur, marching on plague and disease, lava and withered bones, advanced step by step on the front line. The God of Death who stayed behind in the Serenity Court could only resist with difficulty.

"good very good!"

Jingraku Chunsui's face was ugly, veins popped up on his forehead, and the spiritual pressure all over his body was raging like boiling water.

He stared hard at Mephisto, who was named 'Shiba Haiyan', but was actually one of the lords of hell. There seemed to be a fire burning in his heart, and he wished he could crush his bones into ashes and peel off the day lilies.

Obviously, this was a premeditated invasion.

Taking advantage of the huge troubles caused in this world, he transferred most of the elite members of the Gotei 13 and took the opportunity to invade Soul Society itself. Then he sacrificed thousands of souls in Rukongai and summoned the six hell lords and legions.

But what makes the situation even worse is that the only way back, the boundary crossing gate, is completely blocked by the enemy.

The combat forces responsible for supporting the real world include almost two-thirds of the high-end combat forces in Soul Society.

The second division and its captain Zuihou, the fourth division and its captain Karetsu Uno, the sixth division and its captain Kuchiki Byakuya, the eleventh division and its captain Zaraki Kenpachi, the five of them, together with most of the elites in the squad, were all within a short period of time. Unable to rush back for support.

In other words...

The Soul Society, which was supposed to dominate the geographical location, people and people, instead became an extremely passive side in this war.

From the number of people to the high-end combat power, everything fell into a disadvantage.

Our own combat power has been greatly weakened, and the enemy is still advancing towards Jinglingting. The current situation is simply terrible. Even Kyoraku Shunsui, who has always been calm and steady, feels troubled and uneasy.

And... there was one more thing that concerned him.

The war has obviously been going on for so long, but the old man has not yet defeated the enemy.

Kyōraku Harumi glanced expressionlessly, but without trace, in the direction of the burning sky. There was a slight turmoil deep in his heart, and the scale of his spiritual pressure did not expand. It was as if... it was completely still.

Even considering the survival of Soul Society, the old man should not be so quiet without using the residual fire sword.

Over there...what happened?

"Are you worried about your teacher?" Mephisto is worthy of being a devil who plays with people's hearts. He could tell at a glance that Kyoryu Shunsui was deliberately pretending, so he smiled maliciously and said: "I guess you must be thinking, will Could it be...what happened?"

If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be disturbed by this short sentence and lose his position.

However, Kyōraku Shunsui was thoughtful, his insight and intelligence were no weaker than Mephisto's, and he was not fooled by such a simple thing.

"The old man is the strongest Shinigami in the history of Soul Society. The one who needs to worry should be you." He said lightly: "Although I don't know the reason, but... .You can probably guess a thing or two.”

Thinking about the old man's proud character, he was probably trapped by Mephisto in some way.

To be honest, this is not surprising at all.

After all, as one of our own strongest combat forces, the enemy must find ways to limit it.

This resulted in that every time there was a war in Soul Society, the old man was fooled every time, but it was different every time.

Thinking of this, Jingraku Shunsui couldn't help but feel an even bigger headache. At present, he could only choose to fight quickly and deal with the enemies in front of him as soon as possible before helping the old man out of trouble.

Sighing deeply, he looked at the seriously injured Ukitake on one side and said half helplessly and half jokingly: "Ukitake, can you still move by yourself? Later... I may not be able to take care of you anymore."

As a good friend who has been together for a hundred years, Ukitake immediately understood his thoughts: "Don't worry, I will support others. As long as that thing is here, I will be fine."

That thing naturally refers to the ‘One-Eyed God’.

Jingraku Shunshui also understood, so he nodded with confidence: "Okay, I will solve this problem as soon as possible."

After saying that, Ukitake stood up and glanced at 'Shiba Haiyan', his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, and silently rushed towards the east gate.

"Solve this as soon as possible? Hahahaha..."

Hearing this, Mephisto couldn't help laughing and laughed out loud: "You don't really think that I have this little strength, do you?"

Kyōraku Shunsui ignored him, but silently estimated Ukitake's approximate distance and direction in his mind.

"Jingraku Shunsui, captain of the eighth division, you are honored." Mephisto grinned and spread his hands and said: "You are one of the few people who have never shown the swastika. Even I have not investigated your ability. "

"Yeah, it seems I'm pretty lucky."

After sensing that Ukitake was almost close to him, Kyoraku Shunsui said: "If you say so, there should be a swastika for all of us, and we have formulated corresponding restraint methods, right?"

"You can say that."

Mephisto smiled slightly.

As one of the oldest demons, even if it is only a partial incarnation, she is confident enough to deal with the opponent.

"Before I start, I have one more question."

Kyōraku Shunsui sat on the ground calmly, like an idle uncle, but the spiritual pressure around him became heavier and heavier, like a deep and dark shadow, swallowing up a space of dozens of kilometers in radius: "What is the purpose of your invasion of Soul Society? ?”

"Didn't you already guess it?"

Mephisto smiled and looked at the sky above Soul Society.

"Sure enough, your goal... is the Spirit King?"

Kyōraku Shunsui sighed softly, as if he thought of something, and said to himself: "No wonder, a few months ago, the spirit world was suddenly blocked, cutting off all contact with the Soul Society. It seems... Something happened to the king."

"You don't need to know this."

Mephisto smiled, and his whole body was ignited with bloody flames.

I saw that his skin was dissolved and peeled off inch by inch, and then exposed as red as flames. Two huge horns pierced his scalp, stretched out to both sides ferociously, and sharp thorns sprouted from his back.

After shedding Shiba Haiyan's outer skin, Mephisto finally revealed her true demonic form.

laugh......

The hoofs trampled on the ground, and the lava immediately erupted, emitting a pungent sulfur smell.

The ferocious and terrifying head like a dragon, the body covered with spikes and scales, the recurved goat's hooves, and the terrifying malice and energy, all tearing at the surrounding void.

Although she, Mephisto, is known for her cunning and cunning, she is disgusting and wary to humans and her kind.

But many people seem to have forgotten one thing. During the past war of shattering heaven, she also fought with God and angels against the existence of the outer gods. She is one of the oldest existing demons!

Jingraku Shunshui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, felt the terrifying oppression, but his heart was still calm and unruffled.

With the power of a mortal, wielding a sword against the lord who rules a hell, what a hefty price it would cost?

Left and right, it’s just a life.

Bao Xiao's boiling spiritual pressure was finally completely released at this moment, surging out like a torrent.

"Swastika... Huatian Kuanggu·Heart of Black Pine!"