Infinite Chimera Creation

With a furious roar, Kensei Muguruma drew his Zanpakuto without hesitation, staring directly at Genryusai Yamamoto, as if he would charge out and slice all the Hollows to pieces at Yamamoto's command.

"clam down."

The Captain-Commander slightly opened his eyes, and a scorching spiritual pressure, as hot as magma, burst forth from his aging body, violently suppressing the unusual movements of all the other captains.

"Listen to my orders: the 8th and 9th Divisions are responsible for the West Rukongai, the 6th and 7th Divisions for the East Rukongai, the 2nd and 10th Divisions for the South Rukongai, the 5th and 11th Divisions for the North Rukongai, the 1st and 12th Divisions are stationed at the Seireitei, and the 4th Division will provide mobile support to the other divisions. Now, all captains, lead your respective divisions to your assigned areas."

The cane in his hand burned to ashes, revealing the Zanpakuto wrapped inside. He gripped the hilt tightly, making a sound that resembled burning.

"Gentlemen, we must slay these traitors who have challenged our dignity and tarnished our honor on the land of Rukongai."

This old man, who had dedicated his entire life to protecting Soul Society, was truly enraged in the face of the invaders.

"Yes!"

After a chorus of responses, all the captains left the First Division barracks as quickly as possible.

In the heart of the most bustling area of ​​Rukongai West Street, District 56, a massive, eerie black cavity hangs suspended in the air, from which Hollows surge forth like a tidal wave, rushing toward the abundant food on the ground.

"I didn't expect the news from the Hell Palace to be true. They actually have the coordinates of the Soul Society. We're in for a treat."

The mid-level Adjuchas, resembling an ant, brandished its antennae, sharp as steel blades, and let out a ecstatic laugh. Instead of hunting down the fleeing souls one by one like a lower-level Hollow, Adjuchas stood in the air, opened its terrifying mouth wide, took a deep breath, and its innate ability, Soul Absorption, instantly drew the fleeing souls into its mouth, transforming them into spiritual particles.

"Stop eating that junk food and hurry up and rush into the Soul Society. It's full of Shinigami there, and the food tastes much better than this junk. Look at the spiritual pressure to the east. Kasa and the others are clearly more than ten blocks closer to the Soul Society than we are. If we get there late, those lucky guys won't even leave us any scraps."

Adjuchas, resembling a two-headed serpent, raised its head, flicked its cold tongue, and charged towards the Soul Society without hesitation. Normally, for Adjuchas, who lived in Hueco Mundo and fed on Hollows with mixed spiritual energy, the ordinary residents of Rukongai would be decent food. However, compared to the spiritual energy of the Shinigami, these creatures were no longer worthy of the attention of a mid-level Hollow.

"Understood, let's set off now. We can't let that stupid cat Casa get all the benefits."

With its razor-sharp six long legs waving, the ant-like Hollow rushed towards the Soul Society at lightning speed. Of course, it didn't forget to have the cannon fodder Killian it had brought with it follow.

However, how could the Kylian possibly keep up with the Adjuchas sprinting at full speed? Naturally, it was left far behind by the Adjuchas.

Adjuchas knew that the Shinigami had a home-field advantage in Soul Society, and that it was unlikely that they could defeat a Shinigami captain in a one-on-one fight. That's why they brought a large number of Killian, intending to wear down those captains.

However, now they have arrived at different locations. Some are close to the Pure Spirit Court, while others are far away. In comparison, these Great Hollows have been blinded by greed and have completely forgotten their original plans.

The Hollows who were closer to the Soul Society saw that they had the advantage from the start and naturally wanted to maintain it and eat as much as possible before the others arrived, so they accelerated towards what they saw as the feeding grounds without hesitation.

Those who were far from the Pure Spirit Court were naturally worried that the Great Hollows who arrived first would take all the benefits, so they also accelerated their rush towards the Pure Spirit Court.

Now that the Adjuchas have shaken off the Kyrians and are no longer cannon fodder or expendable resources, they naturally have to face their captains at their peak, brimming with rage.

Even after the Hollows had fled far away, the terrifying black cavity hanging high in the air remained open. Amid the cries and wails of the survivors, several figures slowly emerged from the cavity.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that those people are so stupid because they have turned their brains into masks to wear on their faces."

The emaciated man looked at the spot where the Hollows had left, curled his lip in disdain, and spoke sarcastically without any politeness.

Upon hearing his words, a petite and adorable girl standing behind him suddenly bent over, clutched her stomach, and made a gesture of wild laughter.

“Grutney, watch your mouth. If West hears what you just said, even if you are Father’s subordinate, you will not have a good ending.”

The man, with a stern expression and a military bearing, frowned and reprimanded the gaunt man in a low voice, then turned to look at the girl who was still hunched over.

"Dream Mirror, your off-kilter humor is no excuse for hunching over. Stand up straight right now. Remember, never do anything that damages your image."

The gaunt man clicked his tongue loudly, one hand on his hip, the other on the serious-looking man's chest, his face full of disdain.

"Judgment! Stop making that ridiculous face of yours. You're including West in the Hollow race? That's laughable. If word gets out, you'll really be in big trouble. West and the others are Father's creation. Their race is a new kind of chimera bestowed upon them by Father, not some trashy Hollow race, understand?"

Imagine what would happen if your father found out you categorized his masterpieces with trash. Special Lab Number Three is really short on materials lately.

Glancing disdainfully at the frozen Judgment, Grutney uttered, "You brainless idiot trying to lecture me? Useless trash," before slapping the girl on the head.

"I know I'm funny and humorous, but do you have to laugh so hard you can't make a sound? I'll give you one more minute to finish laughing, we still have things to do."

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Chapter 49 The Strongest Death God in a Thousand Years

“Father, all the Adjuchas-class Hollows have made contact with Captain Kira. Currently, due to their large numbers, the Hollows have barely caught up with the Shinigami, and the situation is currently at a stalemate.”

Above the Soul Society, within an invisible barrier, a demon appeared beside Yuan Yuan, its face filled with fanaticism. Battle was what these weapon-type beings, born for slaughter, truly sought.

Yuan Yuan nodded slightly, his expression calm and his eyes unwavering.

"Now is not your time to step in. Just watch."

Although my heart is filled with a desire for battle, since my father said I only need to watch, I should endure it.

With this thought in mind, Wangliang loosened his grip on the hilt of his sword, forced himself to calm down, and watched indifferently as the Shinigami and Hollows fought below.

"Leave these two guys to me and Captain Kyoraku. You guys go and deal with those Killian. We can't let them wreak havoc on Rukongai any longer."

After roaring an order for his men to kill the Killian, Kensei Muguruma didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately used his Bankai, staring intently at the three Adjuchas—a snake, an ant, and a spider—before him, and spoke with a cruelly gleeful tone.

"Kyoraku-senpai, don't you like to slack off? Why don't you go over there and have a drink, take a break, and leave these three to me, how about that?"

Holding the Zanpakuto still tucked at his waist, Kyoraku Shunsui wore a smile that was anything but serious.

"The Sixth Team Leader's suggestion is really tempting, but if Old Man Shan finds out that I'm slacking off in this situation, I'll definitely get a severe scolding. So, although the Sixth Team Leader is in high spirits, for the sake of my comfortable life, please give me one. I think this spider is quite interesting, so I'll choose this one."

Seeing that Kyoraku Shunsui had chosen the weakest opponent, Spider, as his opponent, Kensei Muguruma smirked with satisfaction. From the beginning, he knew that Kyoraku wouldn't let him face three opponents at once; he was simply asking for an exorbitant price and then trying to negotiate a lower one.

Now, it's time to enjoy the battle!!

"As long as I eat you, even if I don't have time to enjoy the grand feast in the Soul Society, this trip won't be a loss."

With a burst of wild laughter, the ant suddenly pounced out, rushing towards Kensei, its ferocious mandibles wide open, and fiercely biting at him.

With his right hand raised high, he easily blocked the ant's mouthparts with the tracks on his arm. Then, Quanxi swung his left fist fiercely, his fist, carrying a storm-like force, striking the ant's carapace and eyes.

A look of triumph flashed in the ant's eyes as it clenched its fist around its right arm. An ominous red light rapidly gathered at the tip of its mandibles, about to form a phantom flash and launch at point-blank range.

With a powerful thrust of his right arm, he shoved the ant-like creature back several steps, then punched the giant snake that was silently approaching from behind.

"Ah, ah, young people are so energetic. All they know is to fight when they encounter problems. They could have tried to communicate first."

Lightly pressing down his straw hat, Kyoraku Shunsui buried his face in the shadows, his voice still light and frivolous, yet brimming with murderous intent.

"Mr. Spider, let's make a deal, would you please just die already?"

The spider, its body covered in short black hairs, raised its two front legs, its eight large, blood-red eyes fixed on Kyoraku Shunsui, and uttered a cold, seductive female voice.

"What an impolite man! I am not a disgusting male creature. No, don't speak, shut your mouth. Whatever you want to say, whether it's an apology or a confession, the air you exhale makes me sick. Why don't you just die? You're nothing but a male, why do you still have to pathetically prolong your life? Just stop breathing."

Kyoraku Shunsui seemed slightly surprised, raising his head to carefully examine the ferocious giant spider before him. It was unclear whether he was surprised that the terrifying spider was female, or by the venomous words uttered from its mouth.

"Oh, damn it, you ill-mannered male Grim Reaper, how dare you spy on my face without my consent! My beauty is meant to attract other men, and even if you, male, are captivated by my figure, I will not show mercy. But since you can appreciate my beauty, I can grant you the most beautiful death."

"So, the negotiations failed. How frustrating. It seems I'll have to kill you myself as soon as possible."

Releasing his hand from the straw hat, Kyoraku Shunsui drew his Zanpakuto and revealed a lazy smile.

"I will give Miss Spider the most suitable, the ugliest death."

The giant spider suddenly opened its mouth wide, emitting a piercing shriek, and its short hairs shot towards Kyoraku Shunsui like sharp arrows.

"Damn Death, I've made up my mind. I'm going to fill your body with venom and turn you into a pool of filthy pus."

With a relentless flurry of sword strikes, Kyoraku Shunsui easily intercepted all the short-haired stalks in front of him amidst a cacophony of clanging.

"These are truly ugly thoughts born from an ugly mind, and an ugly mind hidden in an ugly body. To come up with such a disgusting idea is truly befitting of your disgusting appearance."

With centuries of combat experience, Kyoraku Shunsui knew that while an enraged enemy was stronger, he was also easier to defeat. Kyoraku Shunsui was already eloquent, and with his centuries of experience, he easily ignited the already volatile spider-like Hollow's fury.

Besides Kensei Muguruma and Shunsui Kyoraku of West Street, the captains in charge of the other three districts have also intercepted the Adjuchas in their respective areas. To date, no Hollow has successfully entered the core of Soul Society, the Soul Society.

While the Hollows were battling the Shinigami, guests other than the Hollows had already entered Soul Society.

"Group 1, Gruteni, Dream Mirror, Judgment, all have arrived at the battle location and are beginning soul collection."

"Group Two, Snowflake, Wangyao, and Liusha, all have arrived at the battle location and are beginning soul collection."

"Three groups, unobstructed, sheltered, and flowing water, have all arrived at the battle location and begun soul collection."

"Groups four, Rockfall, Incineration, and Thunder Walk, have all arrived at the battle location and are beginning soul collection."

"Father, all four weapon types are in place and have begun their collection mission, and are ready to intercept the Grim Reaper returning victorious at any time."

Duowen, the female weapon type standing beside Yuan Yuan, gently opened her eyes and calmly reported the current situation to Yuan Yuan.

"Sure enough, even with so many souls dying, the concentration of spiritual energy in the air did not change at all."

Looking indifferently at the wailing, fleeing souls below, Yuan Yuan, dressed in a pure white robe adorned with black snake scale patterns, walked leisurely forward with his hands in his pockets.

"Now that all the groups are in place, it's time for me to go and see the strongest Grim Reaper in a thousand years."

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Chapter 50: Swastika

Wearing a strangely smiling mask, Yuan Yuan stepped over the first barrier of the Pure Spirit Court, the Soul-Shielding Membrane, used to block external enemies. With a slight movement of his lips, his voice, amplified by spiritual energy, easily resonated throughout the entire Pure Spirit Court.

"I have long admired Captain-Commander's reputation as the strongest Shinigami in a thousand years, and I have come today to pay my respects. I hope you will be kind enough to offer your guidance."

Although the words and tone were very respectful and polite, Yuan Yuan's actions, which were as if he had kicked open the door and barged in, only made the Grim Reapers stationed in the Soul Society feel a strong sense of mockery.

"Humph!"

A loud, cold snort echoed in everyone's ears, accompanied by a spiritual pressure that seemed to plunge the entire Soul Reaper into a sea of ​​fire.

"You cowardly scoundrel, since you dare to challenge my dignity, why don't you dare to take off that ridiculous mask?"

Although he clearly sensed the anger and sarcasm in the old man's tone, Yuan Yuan didn't care. Wearing the mask, he seemed even more frivolous than usual, letting out a cheerful laugh before speaking softly.

"Although this face isn't so ugly that it's unsightly, for certain reasons, it's best not to show it for now. Well then, although there's still plenty of time, wasting time is never a good idea. Captain-Commander, here I come."

Standing in the air, gazing at the dozen or so masked figures in the distance, Yamamoto Genryusai's anger intensified. Even a fool could see that the Hollows outside were clearly brought by this masked leader, and his statement that there was plenty of time indicated his confidence in leaving those captains in Rukongai.

This undisguised contempt made Yamamoto Genryusai lose interest in continuing the questioning.

Of course, even if he wanted to continue asking, Yuan Yuan wouldn't give him the chance, because as Yuan Yuan had said before, "wasting time is not good."

With his right hand extended to his side, Yuan Yuan's lips curled up beneath his mask as he spoke softly.

"Well-informed".