Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"Bang!!"

With a loud bang, flames erupted instantly.

The rolling heat waves kept crashing forward.

However, there was no joy in Bazzby's eyes.

The sight before him shook him to his core.

The man stood unharmed in the sea of ​​fire; not even the hem of his clothes caught fire.

"They're really capable! It's quite spectacular, but the flames aren't hot enough!"

Aozaki Mayuki's lips curled slightly upward, and she spoke softly with a hint of disdain.

His voice seemed to come from the abyss, full of mockery and disdain.

Bazzby's face turned incredibly grim, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Stop looking down on me, Death!"

He roared through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with rage.

He knew that the enemy's strength was not to be underestimated, but their contempt still made him feel deeply humiliated.

Bazzby made another move.

A red Quincy pentagram with cone-shaped starbursts appeared on its head, and long, stick-shaped wings appeared on its back.

Complete the Eucharist!

His legs unleashed astonishing power, and he charged towards Aozaki Mayuki's side with lightning speed.

"A scorching hell!"

Bazzby shouted angrily, gathering all his spiritual power in his left hand.

This strike will end the battle for me!

His left hand radiated a suffocating heat, and five intense crimson rays of light condensed at his fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly shot a spiral-shaped cone of flame towards Aozaki Mayuki.

Flames roared through the air with boundless power, seemingly intent on burning everything to ashes.

Chapter 298 The Target Appears

A white explosion and smoke were accompanied by a strong wind.

Bazzby's expression changed slightly.

Because of his strike.

Just as it was about to hit Aozaki Mayuki.

It's like hitting a transparent wall; you can't get any closer!

"Don't joke around, how could such a thing happen?"

Bazzby gritted his teeth and increased his strength.

The five fingers clenched into a fist and continued to strike the transparent wall, bursting forth with a massive amount of flames.

In an instant, a piercing pain shot through my arm.

Bazzby's left hand began to split and disintegrate!

The terrifyingly high temperature and intense flames still could not cause any effective damage to the transparent wall.

Next second,

Under Bazzby's incredulous gaze.

Swish!

Aozaki Mayuki drew his Zanpakuto from his waist and swung it lightly, sending out a sharp sword pressure.

It shattered his flames instantly.

A sense of impending death welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Bazzby's face showed fear.

You'll die!

Even with the protection of the Bloodlust Armor, you'll definitely die!!

It's unimaginable that such an attack could come from a Grim Reaper. How could there be such a monster among the Grim Reapers?!

Bazzby was utterly desperate and had closed his eyes, ready to die.

"You guys are finally here."

Ignoring the blond youth blocking his way with his wave-slashing technique, Aozaki Mayuki turned his head away.

His eyes gleamed with a dark light as he said, clearly displeased:

"However, I don't really like strangers appearing behind me."

"I advise you not to even think about using those weird things to stick into my body."

As he finished speaking, the shadows on the ground began to distort.

Suddenly, a man with long, black hair parted in the middle emerged from the shadows.

The man had no eyebrows and wore a black mask with multiple cone-shaped protrusions covering his face below his eyes.

He had deep black eyes, a tall and slender build, and long, thin fingers with black nails.

Have I been seen through?

The long-haired man frowned.

He originally planned to launch the attack stealthily, and had even prepared to fire light arrows.

However, Aozaki Mayuki keenly sensed his presence.

The man's name is Ace Nott.

He was a member of the Sternritter, whose holy letter was "F," representing fear.

The ability is to create cone-shaped light arrows out of thin air around the body and attack surrounding enemies.

When a living being is struck by the arrow of light, everything in their mind turns to fear.

Aozaki Mayuki tilted her head slightly to look behind him:

"We really need to make a big fuss."

Over there, multiple spiritual pressures were being released and rapidly approaching.

The first thing that appeared before them was a voluptuous female Quincy.

She wore a military cap with an invisible imperial symbol on her head, and a sleeveless top and shorts.

She has medium-length grass-green hair parted to the side, blue-green eyes, and the ends of her eyebrows and some of her hair are shaped like lightning bolts.

Overall, she's a sexy beauty.

However, Aozaki Mayuki only glanced at it before looking away, then grinned.

A glint of excitement flashed in his dark eyes.

His target has been identified—

The Spirit King's left arm and the Spirit King's heart.

Penida Pakaja, the left arm of King Soul Reaper.

He shrouded himself in a long robe, his face completely black, making his features indistinguishable; only two orbs of light could be seen.

Gerald Valkyrie, the heart of the Soul King.

She wore a mask adorned with wing-like decorations, had medium-length golden hair, wore a red cape and trousers, and had armor on the front of her limbs.

He stood there, like an insurmountable mountain.

Gerald looked at the fallen Bambieta and the disheveled Bazby, his eyes revealing undisguised disgust and contempt:

"What two useless fools! They actually allowed His Majesty's slumbering place to be disturbed. They deserve to die!"

"I'll personally execute you disgraceful bastards."

Gerald grinned, revealing a sarcastic smile, his eyes gleaming with undisguised murderous intent.

"Gerald, what did you just say?!"

A flash of anger crossed Bazzby's eyes.

But Bazzby had just stood up and hadn't even had a chance to make any move.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

In his line of sight, an incredibly thick fist, brimming with terrifying power, was hurtling toward his face.

Gerald actually made Bazzby his primary target and wanted to kill him with his own hands!

However, at that moment, a thin hand suddenly appeared in front of Bazzby.

He easily blocked Gerrard's enormous fist.

A loud "bang" resounded, as if the entire space trembled.

A powerful shockwave rapidly spread outwards from the two of them, distorting the surrounding air.

Faced with such a powerful impact, Gerrard's boxing was forced to stop.

"Hasward, what are you doing?"

Gerrard questioned through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with anger.

Haschward, however, remained unmoved and replied indifferently:

"Now that we face a formidable enemy, we should work together instead of fighting amongst ourselves."

"Moreover, although Bazzby and Bambietta were defeated, their punishment should be decided by me."

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an undeniable air of authority.