Chapter 674: After The War

Chapter 674: After The War

I don't know how long later, the sun set at dusk.

A sad and beautiful setting sun in the distant horizon, like a soft gauze spread on the ground, looking at Seireitei from the Dual-Eradication Hill, there is a different kind of beauty, soft and full of hope, soothing the heart of the injured.

Not long after Aizen left, the members of 4th Division arrived at Dual-Eradication.

As a 4th Division proficient in Kaidō and treatment, it was natural to take over the aftermath of the war and began to heal the injured.

Under the instructions of the deputy captain, the accident was also included in the treatment range.

"Hiss... It hurts."

Tony took a cold breath and let the members of 4th Division wrap his wound.

Frank, who was the most injured, sat on the ground and looked at death god who treated him. He could not help but show a complicated look in his eyes: "We should be sinners. Why do you treat us?"

If they had not broken into Seireitei and caused a large scale riot, Aizen would not have taken the opportunity to achieve his goal.

So to a certain extent, they are also 'accomplices' in this disaster.

"Captain Kyouraku said that you are the benefactor of Soul Society." Death god looked around and whispered, "And at the last moment, it was you who fought to stall Aizen and tried to make up for your mistakes, so I can't blame you."

"Hulk"

Obviously, in the treatment process, there were always some restless guys, such as Hulk who was furious because of pain.

Benner's consciousness had yet to return, so although Hulk was somewhat rational now, he was not very high overall. In his eyes, these death god people were still in the state of enemies.

"Wait, Hulk, don't hurt these people. They are helping you." Steve was shocked, afraid that if Hulk hurt a few people, none of them would be able to leave.

Barton and Constantine's eyelids jumped wildly, almost jumping up to stop Hulk.

"Stop, Mr. Big Guy."

A gentle voice sounded from behind. Hulk, who had raised his fist, suddenly froze on the spot.

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice. A gentle beauty with a good appearance was emitting a mature and attractive dignified temperament. Her black hair that was braided into pigtails hung on her chest as she leisurely walked towards them.

"Hello, Unohana Captain!"

All the members of 4th Division,

After seeing the woman, they got up to greet her.

Everyone shouted in unison, lying down and straightening their bodies like mummies.

Intuition told them.

If they moved again, they might be hurt more.

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A week after Aizen rebellion.

Because of the invasion of the rebellion and the invasion of the invisible empire, the follow-up problems caused by them needed to be dealt with by Gotei 13th, so they, as travelers, could only wait until the matter was dealt with before leaving Soul Society.

But fortunately, Soul Society's food was good, and the injury needed to rest, so everyone took advantage of the situation.

In the recuperation room of 4th Division.

Benner, Barton, Natasha, and Peter, dressed in sick clothes, gathered together and played cards in boredom.

"Hey, you say ---"

Peter stuffed a chicken leg in his mouth and murmured, "Captain Rogers, Frank, Constantine and Tony, what are they doing?"

"If I guessed right, the four of them should be joining Seireitei." Barton glanced at the cards in his hand, the corner of his mouth inadvertently slightly raised, and said: "After all, they are all death god. After this incident, there is no other choice."

"Speaking of which, Frank seems to have booked the Division in advance?" Natasha thought of something and asked.

Benner thought about it and said, "I remember it seems to be.. 11th Division?"

"That combat division?" Barton took a breath of cold air and said, "I heard that the captain of 11th Division has always been the most fanatical fighting madman. I hope that Frank is okay."

"Amen."

Peter drew a cross in front of his chest.

Natasha asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Peter said seriously, "Pray for Frank."

Barton and Benner were stunned for half a second, and then drew a cross on their chest: "Amen ---May the Lord bless poor Frank."

Obviously, Zaraki Kenpachi's bad name had long been famous.