"WHAT!!!"
Ten Death Gods died tragically before them.
The Sages were so terrified they screamed like drakes meeting an ugly end—harsh and unbearable.
The civilians who had believed they were about to die—
Seeing the robe of Hisugaya Toshiro, tears burst from their faces.
"It's the God Envoy! The Eternal God Cult is right. This Seorei Garden should never have existed at all. They only oppress us, they only kill us..."
"Yes—people were killed by them just now!"
"My lord, please act. These high-ranking officials in Seirei Garden never treated us as human beings at all."
From the left, a pariah. From the right, a pariah.
No one was deaf.
Names laden with insult—it made everyone furious.
Looking at the ashen-faced Sages, Hisugaya Toshiro asked coldly: "You have been domineering for so long—did you ever think about the moment when you would die?"
"No... no, don't come closer!"
"Stop... we are noble. Our lives are not like those of the untouchables..."
The trembling Sage tried to use Hadou magic to buy time.
But the opponent simply waved his hand and slashed freely.
It shattered their barrier.
The next moment, Hisugaya Toshiro was upon them. Gazing at their contorted, terrified faces, his heart was alight with joy.
And at the same time, he hated the old days all the more.
*I actually served this pack of dogs?*
*Hehe—so stupid.*
The High Priest was right. Serve the people, serve the Eternal God—not these old dogs!
Ice flames blazed.
Twelve Sages in total.
All perished miserably in the streets—and the Death Gods who had colluded with them were not spared either.
"Find somewhere to rest. I must move on to the next location. Remember this—in the Eternal Religion, equality and freedom are our purpose!"
"Send off Lord God Envoy!"
Tens of thousands of people knelt to the ground and shouted in unison.
Toshiro Hisugaya sighed privately.
In the past, he too had been born and died for the Soul World, yet what did he receive in return? Some awards from the Captain and the Sages.
As for the way civilians looked at him—it was still full of fear.
Not the admiration he now basked in.
Once, he too had been a child born in the slums. Only after awakening his Zanpakuto did he leap through the dragon gate.
In the past, he had had to live with fear every single day.
But after gaining strength, he had become a different person—forgetting the unfairness of the past.
People were selfish.
Hisugaya Toshiro was no exception.
After leaving here, he headed to the next location. Today's task was simple: kill these Sages.
Anyone who dared to harm civilians was his target.
Motoyanagi Yamamoto stood atop the mountain, watching Seorei-tei where explosions sounded without cease. He could not help but sigh: "A crime. Told them to retreat, wouldn't retreat—now they're all dead."
Yumura Zuojin, who had followed him, also sighed.
He looked up at the Sages dying within the walls, and asked: "Old man, we are now homeless."
"Hmph... the Death Gods were born to maintain stability in the Soul World! Not like these wastes, who only stare at the rights directly in front of their eyes.
They deserve to die too. Let's move..."
Yumura Zuojin looked at the old man with his gaunt silhouette and sighed in his heart.
*Did they really want to make a move?*
*It was only because they feared the civilians would suffer heavy losses. Now the Eternal Gods held the will of the people—if they struck, they would hurt the people with their own hands.*
*Naturally, they dared not.*
*Those Sages had refused to see it, and ended up killed like dogs.*
*Since the opponent could suppress Gengmu Jianba and the others, their strength would naturally grow extremely fast. A pity... They had been driven from their homes like dogs.*
Dawn came.
After half an hour, the battle was entirely over.
Over a thousand Death Gods had been taken prisoner, and Kuchiki Rukia was among them.
"Arrange housing for the civilians. Demolish some buildings, and erect a temple to the Eternal Religion!"
"Yes."
"By the way, my lord, what should the common people do if they want to help us?"
"Let them help. After all, they are all our own."
By the time dawn broke over Seorei-tei, history had completely changed. Shiba Sora, who had followed the riots and entered here, could not believe his eyes.
The power of the Eternal Religion was truly terrifying.
Both in scheming and in strength.
They had far surpassed the Death Gods.
"Sister, the priest of the Eternal Church wishes to see us."
"Mm."
The two siblings went to the masked priest. When the other removed the mask, they were surprised to find an acquaintance.
A Death God who had disappeared.
"Two of you—it's been a long time. Xiaohe, your arm is still crippled. Do you want to join the cult? We can reshape your body."
"I... well, I'll join!"
At present, it seemed the religion truly served the people. Her choice to join did not go against her heart.
Recruitment was underway elsewhere.
Aizen sat upon a high tower and smiled at the nearby Urahara: "You see? With just a little time, we can achieve this without any effort. Old Yamamoto was like a dog—driven away..."
"I never imagined that civilians could hold such deep grievances."
Urahara looked at the people below with a charming smile.
She had joined the religion for power.
Everything proceeded according to plan.
She bore witness to scenes she had never seen before.
The civilians' hatred. The rot within the Death Organization.
These were grievances that had been building for a very long time.
She still remembered a saying: *People are not equal in life—so why do they accept enslavement after death, why are they treated as untouchables?*
That was derived from Liu Ning's philosophy.
Though the class system existed even in the underworld, the souls who had not committed sins could still live quite happily.
Until they qualified for reincarnation, they would depart from Jingyi Garden and enter the cycle anew.
What a happy existence that was.
*And then there was the Death Organization of the Soul World?*
*Ugly. Ignorant. Any word could describe them.*
*Because that was simply what they were.*
"Next, we'll see how many people Matsumoto Rangiku can attract. It should be easy. I think she has that talent."
"Hehe, that fellow Urahara Kisuke will not submit easily. As for other humans—combined with our propaganda—the existence of the Death Gods will slowly be forbidden."
...
In the living world at this time, it was Matsumoto Rangiku who managed things.
And the hype.
People clearly understood that after death, people went to the Soul World—and now it was the followers of the Eternal Religion who managed those souls.
"Aren't the Reapers the ones who manage souls?"
"That's the old way. These days, there are no ghosts wandering the streets. Instead, there are bull-headed, horse-faced patrols..."
A pair of sisters discussed recent events and smiled brilliantly.
**Chapter 441 The Twin Sister of Kurosaki Ichigo, Kisuke Urahara Who Was Almost Caught!**
They were the younger sisters of Kurosaki Ichigo.
The twin sisters possessed powerful Spiritual Pressure. After all, their mother was a Quincy, and their father was a Death God.
It was only natural they would have such talent.
In the past, they had not dared to walk the streets at night.
Even at dusk they had been careful to guard against the appearance of ghosts.
But that was completely unnecessary now.
Bull-headed, horse-faced patrols filled the entire city.
People enjoyed safe lives.
Just as the two sisters were walking home, a woman with a very striking figure appeared before them.
"Yes... how are you two lovely little sisters."
"Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am a Preparing God of the Eternal God Cult, a temporary priest. Would you two like to join the Eternal God Cult?"
Eternal Religion?
It was the organization that had appeared recently.
But why had she approached them?
The two girls looked somewhat shocked, and also a little afraid—though the streets were bright and lively.
They did not know when they had fallen into such darkness.
The wind stirred.
Countless ghosts appeared behind the striking woman and knelt together.
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