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"I didn't expect them to actually come knocking on our door."
Standing at the shop entrance, Kisuke Urahara sighed to the people around him with a relaxed expression.
*Smack!* With a slap on the head of that unreliable fellow, Yoruichi Shihouin, already exuding a chilling aura, said impatiently, "You don't need to tell me that. I've been keeping an eye on things for you for a while now, and I'm about to lose my temper."
If no one comes again, I'll leave in three days at most!
"Don't be so heartless."
Kisuke Urahara, clutching his nose and with tears welling in his eyes from the pain, chuckled awkwardly.
This is also their unique way of getting along. After all, the friendship between the two is such that the former was willing to resolutely abandon his status as the head of one of the four noble families and give up everything to help the latter.
Having watched the two's drama with great interest, Devimon, still with an odd yet polite demeanor, reiterated: "It seems you already have a source of information. The Nightmare Legion would be more than happy to welcome you to their side. Lord Piedmon highly values your talent."
"Oh, Lord Clown King"
Without receiving a reply, the astute Kisuke Urahara grasped an unknown piece of information.
Devimon chuckled sinisterly, making no attempt to conceal his attitude: "The leader of the Dark Masters, Lord Piedmon, commands the entire Nightmare Legion. What you see before you is but a drop in the ocean of his forces."
If it weren't for my special ability as a demon, I wouldn't have been entrusted with such an important task.
To put it bluntly, in the Nightmare Legion commanded by the Clown King, I was merely the weakest and least powerful officer. The remaining officers undoubtedly possessed strength no less than that of the so-called captains of Death.
"How confident you are."
Kisuke Urahara frowned slightly, neither believing nor denying.
For example, the demon in front of him wasn't much to him, and the strange creatures outside didn't give him any particularly strong aura either, but there was no doubt that most of these creatures possessed an aura no weaker than that of the Death God's Chief.
In actual combat, it is still unknown who is stronger, but at least this one unit is comparable to any squad in the Soul Society that does not have a captain. In Urahara's eyes, the Devimon that once strengthened Yamakaze and Beast King with its abilities is not something that a vice-captain can deal with.
While strength is certainly important, tactics and strategy are also part of one's capabilities.
Although the other party's self-introduction sounded incredibly humble, a weak person whose status was equal to that of a strong person, even if their status was slightly lower, should not be underestimated.
Often, a cunning strategist is more unsettling than a powerful brute. The Hell Incident five years ago had no real winners or beneficiaries; rather, it was the demon who withdrew midway who gained ample intelligence from the outcome of the melee.
While observing the demon before him, Kisuke Urahara also took a look at the unusual creatures outside.
The special creatures in the form of dinosaurs, plants, and ferocious beasts did not leak the slightest bit of spiritual pressure, nor did they give him the feeling he had experienced with the monsters he had encountered in recent years.
It was indeed an unfamiliar entity.
As Urahara made his judgment, his curiosity as a researcher also surged.
"Aren't you curious? This thirst for knowledge is truly worthy of the talent that Lord Clown King values."
Upon noticing this detail, Devimon chuckled maliciously, showering him with praise immediately.
He made an attempt to win you over: "Given how much you are valued by the lord, if you join the Nightmare Legion, your subordinates will be far more numerous and stronger than my ragtag army. Even the Clown King wouldn't grant you the position of the fifth Heavenly King."
Whoosh! Red, who had suddenly switched places with Devimon, was smashed in the head by a small fist, while the giant dragon, which was smashed into pieces, instantly turned into colorful fragments that floated and melted into the sky, as if it had never existed.
Slightly surprised, Yoruichi couldn't help but scoff at the shrewd Devimon who had escaped with his life, saying, "That's enough. This idiot may have many flaws, but he's not someone you can easily win over."
"These kinds of small fish are indeed just small fish, they have no research value whatsoever."
""
Wōrō Tetsuzhai.
Is he being serious about saying this insincerely? Even a great Taoist priest like him understands that combat power and value are not the same thing.
Yoruichi wasn't naive; she was simply annoyed that he had repeatedly seduced Urahara Kisuke.
"That was terrifying; he almost died."
The demon beast, who had escaped death by teleportation, sighed with lingering fear, the cold sweat on his forehead proving that he wasn't faking it this time.
He truly teetered on the brink of death this time; had he hesitated even slightly, he might have been done for.
Kisuke Urahara stopped Yoruichi, who was itching to attack again, and continued with a questioning tone: "Putting aside these empty promises, by the way, the Piedmon you mentioned... should only be one of the so-called Dark Masters. How can he promise me equal status? Or is it that the so-called Dark Masters aren't much stronger than me?"
In the end, Kisuke Urahara's smile held a hint of playfulness and skepticism.
The demon beast's slender arm trembled slightly, thinking to itself that this man was truly difficult to deal with.
He could grasp the details and get the information he wanted in just a few words. To be honest, the Dark Four Kings are no stronger than Captain Death.
He believed that if a fully-formed executive could be compared to a captain, it would only be a top-tier fully-formed being like Myotismon, comparable to a captain of the same level as Kenpachi Onige.
Even if Piedmon is a cut above the other three Heavenly Kings, in Aizen's words, his level is at most +1, not even as strong as someone like Kyoraku Shunsui... Captain, if all the information revealed so far is true, then he's really in an awkward situation this time.
Fortunately, he had the script in hand, and Devimon, who had already memorized his lines, forced a smile and said, "Lord Piedmon's true power is naturally incomparable to the other three. To think that they are equal in status is just wishful thinking created by Lord Piedmon."
Since they were willing to join the Clown King, they naturally wouldn't hesitate to accept a position second only to the king; nominal equality is also a form of respect.
"In terms of pure strength, it's difficult for me to judge the relative power of you gentlemen, but those three gentlemen are probably not weaker than you."
"That's it"
Kisuke Urahara muttered to himself, forming a general impression of the Nightmare Legion.
Nominally, it is ruled by the Four Dark Kings as the supreme leaders, but in reality, the leader of the Four Dark Kings and the other three have vastly different levels of power.
If some of the lower-ranking officers are comparable to captains, then the strength of the three Heavenly Kings should not be underestimated. That Clown King might even be comparable to Captain-Commander Yamamoto.
Suddenly, Urahara felt a slight toothache.
I used to think that the Captain-Commander and Aizen were among the strongest below the level of gods and spirit kings, and there were probably only a handful of them in the entire world.
But after only a few years of defection, cruel reality told him that there were actually many supreme experts of this level, one after another, he just didn't know it before.
Furthermore, it's clear that the Clown King isn't the true leader of the force behind the other side.
Judging from these bizarre creatures, the other three Heavenly Kings might not know the true nature hidden behind the Clown King, and might even genuinely believe that they are completely equal to him.
According to the intelligence from the Heroic Spirits, the true, overwhelming force behind this demon is the Western Hell, those demon kings who are comparable to gods.
The only good news is that he was only being targeted by the Clown King, not by a god-like being.
The other three members of the Dark Masters are most likely just forces developed from Piedmon himself, which means that the enemies Kisuke Urahara will face are at most on par with Yamamoto.
This is no easy task for Yamamoto-level!!!! "Alright, I've answered what needed to be answered, and now that you've satisfied your curiosity, it's time to give your own answer."
"Urahara Kisuke!"
The previously polite Devimon's eyes began to look dangerous.
Having mentally prepared himself, Kisuke Urahara exhaled, his aura subtly gathering, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "So, what would happen if I refused?"
Grandma hasn't been feeling well these past few days and hasn't had a chance to rest for several nights. During the day, she also has to prepare for the family gathering for National Day and for my sister's baby next month.
It's not that I can't squeeze out the time, but being busy isn't the right state for writing. So I thought about it and made some adjustments to the writing style of this part of the story, intending to make it a bit closer to the style of my previous book. Otherwise, I won't be able to update both books at the same time during this period.
The plot itself will remain unchanged, so don't worry.
Then this month's update volume might be low again, please bear with me. I will try my best to keep the updates as regular as possible going forward.
Feilu reminds you: Three things to do when reading
Chapter 422 He's far inferior to that man (3/3)
The moment the words were spoken, the atmosphere, which had been barely stable, suddenly turned tense and oppressive.
A gentle breeze swept by, and the morning sunlight seemed strangely oppressive.
"That really does feel quite dangerous."
Devimon murmured softly, then his smile grew even more sinister: "None of these guys are stronger than me, and I'm far from being your match. So think about what gives me the confidence to even try and recruit you?"
Bang! Another centaur suddenly exploded.
"Tch, failed again."
A chilling glint flashed in the eyes of the Devionemon that had just dodged Yoruichi's attack again, and its laughter was sinister: "Woman, you're not on the master's recruitment list, so I have no reason to show you any mercy."
"If you're so capable, then give it a try."
Yoruichi Shihouin, stretching his arms, vanished from the spot with a disdainful look.
Instant Step! "Attack!"
With a roar, Devimon spread its wings and soared into the sky.
Immediately afterward, a figure appeared above Devimon's head, and Yoruichi, with one leg raised high, roared, "Get down here!!!"
"Claws of Destruction!"
Feeling threatened with death, Devimon was terrified, but its strong will to survive caused it to unleash 120% of its speed.
Dense, dark hands reached upwards.
Boom! "Super Flame!"
"Arrow of Frost!"
"Down Feather Whirlwind!"
At the same time, dozens of Digimon simultaneously unleashed their special attacks into the air, completely disregarding Devimon's life or death.
If Yoruichi were to take all the attacks, even a captain-level Shinigami wouldn't fare well.
Not everyone is like Kenpachi Zaraki, whose spiritual pressure is so thick that it can cover the surface of his body and make him immune to most attacks. At least Yoruichi couldn't be completely unharmed.
However, she wasn't the only one present.
A composed chant then began.
"The Eighty-One Binding Paths: Severing Emptiness!"
"Binding Spell Number Seventy-Three: Mountain-Turning Crystal!"
Having remained silent like a transparent person, Tetsuzai Wōrō unleashed two high-level binding techniques as a precaution, creating two defensive barriers. However, the invisible wall alone effortlessly blocked all those attacks.
At the same time, Kisuke Urahara tapped the ground lightly with his cane, his gaze deep and thoughtful.
Rumble! The ground trembled slightly, and several beams of spiritual energy suddenly enveloped the area around Urahara Store, instantly covering all the Digimon in a hollowed-out circular ring.
"What's this"
"Get out of here!"
"We can't let this thing cover us!"
"Shatter for me, Crimson Claw!"
The Digimon began to panic, trying to resist but to no avail.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, these Digimon were suppressed one after another. The powerful sealing ability rendered them unable to move, unable to even make the slightest movement.
"Actually, there's a second way to get what I want: just leave you here."
With his hat brim pulled low, Kisuke Urahara's voice carried a hint of coldness.
Everything was resolved in the blink of an eye. After releasing his demonic power, Yoruichi landed gracefully and smirked: "It's a wonder you're so wary of guys of this caliber. The difference in strength can't be made up for by sheer numbers."
Is this what gives that Devimon its confidence?
No, that's not right.
Kisuke Urahara shook his head slightly, his gaze drifting towards a shadowy corner as he said calmly, "Am I right, Mr. Devil?"
The two of them focused their gazes and looked over, when they heard the slight patting sounds.
When Yoruichi used Shunpo to teleport over, she only saw a leisurely Devimon clapping its hands lightly, strolling casually through Yoruichi's palm. Under the other's astonished gaze, it looked at Kisuke Urahara: "As expected of a man renowned for his endless tricks, can you tell me how you found out?"
"What's going on?!"
Suddenly on high alert, Ye Yi retreated rapidly, the ground shattering and a streak of light appearing.
Kisuke Urahara held up two fingers and shook his head, saying, "Your illusions are very sophisticated; your ability to create illusions out of thin air is truly astonishing."
But you have two weaknesses.”
"Oh"
"First of all, the guy who could scheme against so many forces five years ago doesn't seem like someone who would easily risk his life."
"Having witnessed so many battles between powerful individuals, it's utterly laughable that you believe these amusing little fellows could easily defeat us."
"Indeed, I never intended to hide this from you."
But how did you find me?
"That's the second point."
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