Infinite Chimera Creation

Aizen, with a slightly lazy smile on his face, followed on the other side of Yuan Yuan. Although his demeanor remained gentle, he ruthlessly referred to all the captains as monkeys.

"Ah, I was just complaining casually. Aizen, you don't need to explain it in detail. I still have a lot of confidence in Uncle Yuan Yuan."

Kisuke Urahara waved his hand, a hint of impatience flashing across his face. Looking at the grave-faced Shinigami captains, a smirk played on his lips, and his voice became somewhat mocking.

"But Aizen, your analogy is really apt. These people who can't even see through the illusion of a mirage are just like monkeys jumping around."

Although the two were not much different in height, Aizen looked at Urahara Kisuke with a condescending gaze, revealing a lazy smile that would make most women scream and beg to kneel before him.

“If my memory serves me right, Kisuke, you were once one of those monkeys too. And if it weren’t for Yuan-kun’s guidance, you would still be jumping around like those monkeys right now.”

Urahara Kisuke pursed his lips but didn't refute. He had indeed been affected by the Kyoka Suigetsu effect when he first partnered with Aizen for the experiment, and if Yuan Yuan hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't have even realized he'd been affected.

Although he was unhappy that Aizen had embarrassed him, Kisuke Urahara's pride prevented him from denying what had already happened.

Yuan Yuan followed closely behind Jing Le Chun Shui, remaining silent as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two young men beside him, but in his heart he was constantly making calculations.

Both of these men unleashed their hidden arrogance because of Yuan Yuan's words, but their expressions were completely different. Urahara Kisuke, with his free-spirited personality, displayed arrogance that was evident in his eyes, expressions, and tone of voice, conveying a sense of disdain.

Aizen, with his calm and composed personality, doesn't directly display his arrogance, but the ever-present lazy smile on his face conveys his disdain for his enemies to everyone.

However, arrogance, or rather, haughtiness, is not the deepest, most instinctive emotion in their souls. This can be asserted by Yuan Yuan, who himself is arrogant.

Since it wasn't arrogance, it was necessary to uncover their true emotions. After spending a considerable amount of time together, Yuan Yuan finally understood the emotions that lay at the core of their relationship.

Aizen's emotional essence is freedom, a freedom hidden in his nature that makes him instinctively resist all those who oppress him and attempt to rule him. This is why, even though the Soul King doesn't actually govern and only nominally rules all Shinigami, Aizen was still determined to kill him.

Aizen's arrogance stemmed solely from the superiority of his Kyoka Suigetsu ability and his absolute intellectual suppression of ordinary people, and was an emotion that arose later in life.

Kisuke Urahara, at his core, is about manipulation. This seemingly unambitious guy harbors a desire to control everyone and everything. That's why he acted harmlessly naive during his student days, hiding himself and attempting to manipulate everything without anyone noticing. If it weren't for Yoruichi Shihouin pushing him, this man would likely have graduated with mediocre grades, become an insignificant Shinigami member, and silently watch a group of captains perform the plays he wanted on the stage he set up, according to his script.

Compared to Aizen, who originally intended to be the mastermind, this person is more suitable for the position of mastermind.

Kisuke Urahara's arrogance is easier to understand, because no one has ever been able to see through his disguise. Even his best friend, Yoruichi Shihouin, never realized what kind of person he truly was.

These two people seem to have completely liberated themselves, but in fact, they are not even aware of their truest emotions, so how could they possibly truly unleash their true nature?

If you're sick, you need to get treatment; if you have a problem, you need to solve it. This trip to hell is the "treatment package" that Yuan Yuan prepared for the two of them.

Chapter 86 Maurice

"So, let me emphasize one last time: the Lord of Hell's own power isn't that great. His strength mainly comes from the dozen or so Zanpakuto that can be used simultaneously and have Bankai abilities. Once you start fighting him, you must go all out from the beginning and kill him before he can use those Zanpakuto. If you make a mistake and he successfully uses Bankai, try to dodge and buy time. Use multiple Bankai at the same time; no matter how much spiritual power he has, he can't last long."

If you encounter the Eternal Punishment Force, be careful not to give them a chance to get close. Use Kido to attack from a distance and kill them directly outside the range of the chains.

The above are the enemy's known countermeasures. The enemy may also have other combat units, so please be vigilant.

With icy eyes, Kyoraku Shunsui stood before the exit of the White Gap, reiterating the points to note before drawing his Zanpakuto. He took a step forward, uttering a voice that was both steady and strangely cold.

"Let us sweep away hell."

Silently, the team captains stepped out of the white gap and onto the land of hell.

"Welcome to Hell, uninvited guests."

Before the group could even properly observe the environment of Hell, a slightly amused voice rang out. Instantly, the captains' hair stood on end, and a chill ran through them.

Having prepared for immediate combat upon entering Hell, all the captains had their senses heightened to the maximum. Logically, under these circumstances, it should have been impossible for anyone to approach them without their awareness, but an unexpected event still occurred.

Without a second thought, the team leaders formed groups of several, back to back, and arranged themselves into a defensive formation, cautiously looking in the direction from which the sound came.

"My name is Maurice. Please do not be so nervous. I have no ill intentions. I am simply here on the orders of His Majesty to invite you to the Royal Jade Palace."

With long gray hair, elegant demeanor, and a serious yet slightly smiling expression, he exuded just the right amount of friendliness, resembling a butler of an ancient noble family as he bowed slightly to the crowd.

However, no matter how elegant Morris's demeanor or how approachable his expression, it was impossible for him to persuade a group of captains who were already in a state of combat readiness to agree to visit the enemy's headquarters.

As expected, Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly swung his sword and charged towards Maurice without a word. With the Captain-Commander having made his move, the other captains naturally couldn't stand idly by and also rushed towards Maurice.

"So, the negotiations have failed. Then..."

With an elegant murmur, Maurice's lips suddenly curled into a grotesque smile, transforming his previously warm and friendly demeanor into a狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) expression.

"Then we can kill him!!"

Werewolves are inherently brutal and ruthless, while Thestrals are carnivorous winged horses with the blood of the gods of the underworld. How could Maurice, who possesses the blood of both, possibly be a kind and gentle man?

Unlike that idiot West's belligerence, I'm purely bloodthirsty!

With a cruel smile on his face, Maurice drew his Zanpakuto from his waist and held it horizontally in front of him.

Regardless of the opponent's strength, gender, age, or race, once they are identified as an enemy, there is no need to show them any mercy. With the utmost cruelty, turn them into twisted corpses.

[What follows isn't just the harmless verbal abuse I used with Joseph and his group. I'm going to show you what true cruelty is.]

His urge to kill grew stronger, and Maurice chanted the release name of his Zanpakuto in a fanatical tone.

"Bite him to death, Ming..."

However, just as Maurice was about to unleash his Zanpakuto and transform into the Dark Wolf God who controls death, a cold voice rang out.

"Karim, West, this is your job. Make sure to capture them alive. Morris, come with me."

Instantly, the ferocious expression on Morris's face froze, turning into a bizarre pattern. He stared blankly at Yuan Yuan, who walked out from the ranks of the Grim Reapers, unable to utter a single word.

However, his inability to speak did not mean that Kyoraku Shunsui was also speechless. He withdrew his Zanpakuto, which had been aimed at Maurice, and pointed it directly at Yuan Yuan. This man, whose sanity had become somewhat unstable since entering Hell, spoke angrily.

"Yuan Yuan, are you also from hell?"

However, Yuan Yuan did not answer him. He waved his hand, signaling Aizen and Urahara Kisuke to follow him, and then opened a white gap leading to the Zero Special Research Institute.

Seeing Yuan Yuan's actions, Maurice sighed almost imperceptibly, sheathed his Zanpakuto, and Xiangxuan appeared behind Yuan Yuan without saying a word.

Seeing Yuan Yuan open the white gap, Kyoraku Shunsui became even more certain of Yuan Yuan's connection to Hell. Without further hesitation, he swung his sword and charged towards Yuan Yuan.

However, before he could reach Yuan Yuan, a black figure appeared behind him and slammed him into the hard stone ground with a punch.

"Trash, don't go too far!"

"To dare to attack Father is unforgivable!"

"Unforgivable!"

Three voices, each brimming with mockery, anger, and coldness, rang out simultaneously. West raised his foot and stomped hard on Kyoraku Shunsui.

However, although Kyoraku Shunsui became irritable after entering Hell due to the influence of [Pride], he was, after all, a veteran captain with hundreds of years of experience in combat. He had already dodged out of West's attack range before West's foot landed.

Meanwhile, the other captains who wanted to help Kyoraku Shunsui were struck from behind and rendered unable to move.

"Let me reintroduce myself. I am Lei Zhou, and I have been appointed by my father as the captain of the Third Division under the name Tachibana Koimaru."

Facing the collapsed Shiba Isshin, the boy formerly known as Tachibana Koimaru smiled innocently, without a trace of betrayal.

Behind the head of the Shihōin family, the boy who once served as the captain of the Fifth Division under the name Kotsu Nozomi, abandoned his usual silence and revealed an unprecedentedly joyful smile, stomping hard on the wound of that once arrogant nobleman.

"Unmoved, formerly known as Koto Nozomi, the rest are the same! Hey! Lord Shihouin, weren't you very arrogant? Weren't you always looking down on me? Why are you silent now? Jump up and hit my knee!"

The old body of the decaying wood and silver bells went limp to the ground. In an instant, the flesh and bones of his limbs had been shredded into a viscous paste by a small hurricane that erupted from within, leaving only a thin layer of skin and flesh connecting his torso.

Beside him, the silver-haired boy blocked Retsu Unohana's slash with his Zanpakuto, which was about the size of a dagger.

"Duanfeng, formerly known as Rokusha Kensei, damn it, Fudo, if you keep grinning like an idiot, I'm dead! Hurry up and come help me!"

However, without any assistance, the woman whose smile had vanished suddenly retreated. In the spot where she had stood, Karim slowly retracted his Zanpakuto, which seemed to have absorbed all the light. His eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Don't envy West, Morris. I have a more suitable task for you. Now, let's go back to the research institute."

Without even glancing at the battlefield where several people had already fallen in an instant, Yuan Yuan stepped into the white gap that had been opened, leaving only his cold voice echoing in the air above the battlefield.

PS1: I'm a little tipsy today, so my style might be a bit different from usual. Please don't mind.

For PS2, I recommend a book, *The Nights in Gensokyo Aren't Beautiful*. As the title suggests, it's a Touhou fanfiction. Like my book, this one is absolutely not... lewd. Here's a brief synopsis: Humans, youkai, and gods alike, driven by their own interests, purposes, and selfishness, engage in conflict, hatred, and slaughter, even if it stains the ocean red with blood. This has been going on since she first encountered this world. But this isn't the darkness of the world; it's simply its reality. Undeniably, undeniably, the real world is cruel, and she knows it. She is cruel, she knows that the fragile peace on the surface is like a veil that can't hide anything—it's laughable, isn't it?

Chapter 87 Old Friend

"No wonder Yuan Jun was unwilling to change Soul Society. It turns out that Yuan Jun was already the master of Hell. This is truly beyond my expectations."

Aizen's smile remained unchanged, still seemingly leisurely and languid, but his slightly narrowed eyes undoubtedly revealed a solemn meaning. Urahara Kisuke, standing beside him, remained silent, but his expression also turned serious.

A slight smile played on Yuan Yuan's lips, and a hint of satisfaction crept into his otherwise icy voice.

"Compared to the Soul Society, which has already been conquered, Hell, which has never been touched by anyone and can be modified at will according to my wishes, is undoubtedly more to my liking."

In just a few words, the group had already walked out of the White Gap and arrived at the research institute on the third level of Hell through the entrance to Hell. After gesturing for Aizen and the others to sit wherever they liked, Yuan Yuan sat in the main seat.

"Now, let's wait a little while."

Although both Aizen and Kisuke Urahara are characters who like to play mysterious and make others rack their brains to guess, it is precisely for this reason that they dislike others playing mysterious and having to guess themselves.

Leaning casually back in his chair, Kisuke Urahara pursed his lips.

"Hey Uncle Yuan Yuan, that's not very fair of you. Even if you're playing a game of charades, you should at least give us hints. How are we supposed to guess with that nonsensical sentence of yours? Even if you're going to be mysterious, you should at least follow the basic rules."

Taking the tea from Pippi, Yuan Yuan glanced at Urahara Kisuke, his expression indifferent, unmoved by the other's words.

"So this is reality, not your game. Nobody here follows any rules or gives you ridiculous hints. Either don't guess, or if you're going to guess, shut up and think for yourself."

Although he was reprimanded by Yuan Yuan without any politeness, Urahara Kisuke was not angry. He understood what Yuan Yuan was saying. The reason he said such ridiculous things was just because he thought, "Maybe he will tell me. There's no harm in asking."

"Since you've said so, I'll give up guessing."

Scratching his head, Kisuke Urahara looked at Yuan Yuan with a somewhat roguish expression, a smile that made everyone want to punch him.

"I'm not guessing anymore, Uncle, can you reveal the answer now? What exactly are you making us wait for?"

Taking a sip of tea, Yuan Yuan glanced at Urahara Kisuke and spoke with a hint of disdain.

"I was just waiting for an old friend who wanted to figure me out to finally make a move. I had no intention of playing guessing games with you."

Clearly, this disdain was not directed at Kisuke Urahara, but at that "old friend".

Meanwhile, in Hueco Mundo, Ikkyu stood atop Las Noches, which had been transformed into a massive temple complex, looking down at the "believers" below with an inscrutable expression.

At this point, Ikkyu had already completed his Arrancar transformation. Perhaps because he subconsciously believed that his childhood self was his peak when he was Arrancar, his Arrancar appearance was that of a ten-year-old monk wearing a bright red robe, with thick Buddhist beads wrapped around his arms and several scrolls of scriptures tied around his waist.

Although his body has been transformed into an extremely young form, Ikkyu is always surrounded by the serene aura that comes from a hundred years of Buddhist practice, so he doesn't have to worry about being treated like a child.

Ikkyu's followers also completed their Arrancar transformations. However, because they did not directly use the King Jewel to Arrancar, but instead used the spiritual power extracted from the King Jewel, their strength improvement was not as great as Ikkyu's at the time.

Using the power of the Jade King, instead of directly using it as Ikkyu's subordinate Arrancar, was a last resort. Although Yuan Yuan wouldn't mind lending the Jade King to Ikkyu, because the Jade King possessed self-awareness and determined that Ikkyu was "unworthy of possessing the Jade King," even if Ikkyu possessed it, he couldn't use it and was even at risk of being devoured by it.

Since Ikkyu couldn't possess the King's Jewel, and Yuan Yuan wouldn't allow Ikkyu to send a large group of his subordinates to Hell to become Arrancar, Ikkyu naturally had no choice but to settle for using the King's Jewel's spiritual power to Arrancar for his subordinates.

It's worth noting that those Hollows who were converted into believers by Ikkyu's unwavering conviction, after becoming Arrancars, did not wield Zanpakuto, but rather Buddhist weapons such as the Vajra Pestle, the Treasure Umbrella, the Golden Wheel, the Spear Wing, and the Skull Club. Of course, without exception, all of these individuals, including Ikkyu, had white chains representing their karmic debts appearing on their arms.