The Strongest Gentleman Development System in Naruto

"As expected of Vasto Lorde, such power..." However, Nellyel, who took the blow head-on, was completely unharmed. No, to be precise, she wasn't completely unharmed; a tear several centimeters long appeared in the sleeve of her right hand, revealing the delicate and smooth skin underneath.

However, that's all. He blocked a full-force attack from a Vasto Lorde-class Hollow with just one hand, and only suffered minor damage to his clothes. Such power is worthy of the current 30th Espada.

"How is this possible!" Harribel exclaimed in disbelief. She clearly couldn't comprehend that the difference between Arrancar and Hollow was so vast.

In fact, she didn't know that years later, there was an Adjuchas who had been utterly defeated by her, who had also gained the power of an Arrancar and tortured her to the point of near death.

The difference between Arrancar and Hollow is like the difference between a Shinigami's Bankai and Shikai; the two decrease by a factor of multiple. It's like comparing heaven and earth. If it were an Adjuchas-class Arrancar, Haribel might have a fighting chance. But against a fellow Vasto Lorde like Neliel, she has no chance of victory.

“I am Nelielu du Odschwank, the 30th Espada under Lord Aizen.” Nelielu said calmly, “If I could, I would not want this pointless battle to happen.”

“The 30th Espada…” Harribel’s eyes turned extremely solemn. Sunsun, Apache, and Mira Rhodes behind her were already trembling. The spiritual pressure emanating from her opponent was enough to make them feel like they were looking up at a mountain, unable to overcome it.

If they didn't have a certain persistence and determination in their hearts, they probably would have knelt down on the spot.

"Even someone as important as you has come in person?" Heribel asked in a deep tone.

“No, I don’t consider myself a big shot.” ​​Shaking her head, Neliel said calmly, “As for discovering this, it was just a coincidence.” Her gaze fell on the giant black egg in front of her, a smile playing on her lips.

"Is it just a coincidence?" Heribel paused for a moment, then said, "If you want it, you'll have to step over my dead body first."

"Hmm?" Nelieel was slightly taken aback. The other person's resolute and stubborn demeanor made her feel that the other person seemed to have a striking similarity to herself. It must be a chivalrous spirit of self-sacrifice to protect others. "Why go to this extent? This is probably the first time you've seen something like this, right?"

“Because of the value of this life.” Heribel assumed a defensive stance and said, “It was conceived and given a completely new life. But this new life is not meant to be devoured by you. I want it to see this world for itself.”

So, it was all for the sake of protection?

Nellyel was even more pleased with the Hollow before her. Its views were completely aligned with hers. This guy was practically a kindred spirit. If she could, Nellyel would even like to directly invite it to become her ally.

But then she reconsidered and abandoned the idea. She knew very well that Vasto Lorde, as one of the top Hollows in Hueco Mundo, also had his own pride. He wouldn't so easily become someone else's subordinate.

In fact, apart from Barragan, who was once known as the "King of Hueco Mundo" and was subdued by force, the other members of the first forty Espada were all attracted by Aizen through appeasement. This included Nereel herself.

“A remarkable conviction.” Neliel clapped her hands and said softly, “But even you can’t guard it every moment until it’s fully revived. Lower your guard, I’m not your enemy. On the contrary, we can work together to develop a plan to protect this egg.”

Chapter 0480 Strange Atmosphere

"What did you say? Protect?" Halibel was bewildered; she realized the situation wasn't quite what she had imagined. "You mean, you didn't come here to devour it?"

“Once you become an Arrancar, you have to train yourself to improve further.” Nellyel smiled and said, “The method of devouring is no longer very useful. Unless, of course, some Hollows with special physiques can gain the abilities of others by devouring them.”

"Is that so?" Although Harribel wasn't entirely convinced—after all, there were plenty of conspiracies and treachery in Hueco Mundo—considering the other party's identity and overwhelming strength, she believed it to a large extent. "So, you also want to protect it?"

“Of course.” Neliel smiled, like a snow lotus blooming on a snowy cliff. “I’m also very much looking forward to seeing what kind of unknown life will be born within it. Come on, I have a place where I can isolate the soul-stirring energy it generates.”

Half a day later.

"This is Hueco Mundo?" Apache stared at the imposing palace before him, a look of awe on his face. "I remember it wasn't like this a decade or so ago!"

“Ah, that bastard Barragán invited Lady Harribel to join his ranks, and he met us here.” Mira Rhodes’ huge lion head shook as she said, “Back then, this place was still dilapidated.”

"Look, the sky above us is still blue!" Sunsun's enormous snake body wrapped around the giant egg, like a pregnant woman cradling a baby, as she slowly moved forward.

“That was Lord Aizen’s masterpiece.” Nelliel’s tone was still filled with admiration when she spoke of Aizen. “It seems to be some kind of spatial displacement device. However, it’s also because this sky is constructed from special spiritual particles. Therefore, within Las Noches, Espada are not allowed to use Resurrection or Cero, otherwise they would destroy the entire sky.”

"Aizen, I heard he's a Shinigami, right?" Harribel seemed more troubled by this question. "If he's a Shinigami, why is he the master of Hueco Mundo?"

“Because Lord Aizen once said that he wanted to build Hueco Mundo into a truly ideal home. He also wanted Soul Society to officially recognize our status and existence.” Nellyel chuckled lightly, saying calmly, “That’s why we gradually gathered under his command.” “Is such a thing really possible?” Harribel was also shocked by this grand ideal. At the same time, she also longed for it. However, as an observer, she was not misled by it, but instead asked her own question.

“If it were before, I might have had doubts too.” Nellyel didn’t care about the questioning tone and said softly, “But after witnessing that power, I can be sure that Lord Aizen will do it.”

Before losing her memory, Nelliel, like Harribel before she was harmed, had absolute trust and admiration for Aizen. In fact, among Aizen's Espada, apart from Barragan who was subjugated by force and submitted to him, the others all had a kind of blind worship for Aizen.

Not only because of Aizen's power, but also because of his acting skills. That's the charm of a master actor! When it comes to portraying his own character, Aizen is absolutely at the level of a master actor.

On the other side of Soul Society, he's a kind-hearted person, a gentle older brother, and a mentor in life. On Hueco Mundo, he's the perfect leader, a supreme king, and the ultimate president who dedicates his strength to the beauty and development of Hueco Mundo.

With such a role-playing approach, it's no wonder that people on both sides are captivated by his charm.

"Is that so?" Harribel was certainly not going to be fooled by such a few words. Although she was also curious about what kind of being Aizen was, she knew very well that she hadn't come to Las Noches to join the Arrancar faction... she came for a certain egg. "This, shall I put it in your room?"

“Yes.” Nellyel nodded and said, “Because each Espada’s bedroom has a special isolation barrier. So, there’s no need to worry about being discovered by other people.”

"You won't tell your Lord Aizen about its existence, will you?" Harribel said cautiously, "I'm sorry, but I can't let you do something that could threaten it before we've confirmed the specifics."

If it were Lord Aizen, he would probably be very curious about what would grow inside this egg, right? But, would it harm it?

Nellyel also harbored a sense of insecurity. Even though she had blind admiration and trust for Aizen, a hidden threat still lingered deep within her mind.

“Yes, don’t worry.” Nelielu finally decided to follow her heart. “This is a secret between us.”

That's a bit ambiguous. Even though Halibel 3.2 is also a female Hollow, she still felt somewhat at a loss when being flirted with.

“Well, that’s good.” Heribel turned her head away and said haltingly. “Well, it’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just that I don’t trust someone I’ve never met. Besides, he’s the Grim Reaper.”

“I understand what you’re thinking.” Nelielu waved her hand, indicating that there was no need for her to explain. “If I were in your shoes, I might also make the same request. Don’t be reserved because of this; you can relax a bit with me.”

"Nel, Lady Nel!" Just as the atmosphere between the two women was becoming increasingly awkward, Dondochaka's panicked voice rang out. "Nnoitra, he's here again!"

Chapter 0481 The Challenge of Nnoitra

“Nnoitra…” Neliel frowned, her face showing a very unpleasant expression. “Is that guy here to cause trouble again?”

Nellyl had known Nnoitra for a long time. At that time, due to Aizen's orders, she and Nnoitra formed a team to find Vasto Lorde-level Hollows and bring them back as their companions.

However, Nelieel disapproved of Nnoitra's bloodthirsty nature, and the two had a falling out. Nnoitra also seemed to harbor resentment that Nelieel, a woman with such a "gentle" personality, had become the Thirty Espada.

Thus, provoked by Nnoitra's words, Nellyel finally unleashed her power for the first time since becoming an Espada. With overwhelming strength, she utterly annihilated Nnoitra, the eighth Espada.

Despite his defeat, Nnoitra was not discouraged; instead, he persevered. Whenever he had the chance, he would provoke Neliel at her palace. Although he suffered repeated defeats, he seemed to use Neliel as a tool to hone his skills, becoming more determined with each setback.

"Nelliel, how long are you going to hide?" Nnoitra, wielding a massive scythe, stormed into the palace gates. "If you don't come out soon, I'll tear this place down!"

“A troublesome guy has arrived.” Nelielu whispered to Harribel and the others, “You all stay here and don’t wander around. I’ll take care of him.”

"Will there be any danger?" Heribel asked in a low voice, her tone tinged with worry.

"Don't worry, he's just a defeated opponent." Nelliel's eyes brimmed with strong confidence. And she certainly had the right to be confident. After all, even Nnoitra, whose ranking had risen to fifth in the original story, was completely overwhelmed by a wounded Nelliel.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Heh, you've finally shown up." With the massive scythe slung over his shoulder, Nnoitra flicked the bangs that obscured his eyes and roared in a frenzied tone, "Come on, let's fight!"

“Years have passed, and you haven’t changed a bit, Nnoitra.” Neliel’s brown eyes gazed at him quietly. “Now that we’ve broken free from the void, why do you remain so deeply entrenched in it?”

“Of course, it’s because of instinct!” Nnoitra laughed, his gaze towards Neliel filled with deep madness. “Whether Hollow or Arrancar, our instincts will never be extinguished. Slaughter is the eternal theme of Hueco Mundo!”

“A foolish idea.” Neliel said sarcastically, “A guy like you should stay in your most primitive form. Using intelligence and thought on you is a complete waste.”

"Tch, that's exactly why I dislike you!" With a cold snort, Nnoitra swung her scythe, aiming straight for Neriel. "A woman who's clearly indecisive, yet possesses the strength of the 30th Espada. A creature like you doesn't deserve to exist in this world!"

Boom!

Under Neutra's overwhelming force, the road in front of the palace was cleaved in two. A massive chasm, tens of meters long, stretched out from beneath Neutra's enormous scythe.

However, Nel remained calm, easily blocking the blade with a single hand. "Brainless idiot. As expected, there's no point in talking to you."

"Hehehe, then let's fight!" Nnoitra let out a maniacal laugh, his scythe poised to attack, his right leg slightly bent as he pushed forward.

Bang.

The sonic boom was so powerful it seemed to pierce eardrums.

In mid-air, only the afterimage of Nnoitra remained. His speed had reached a point where he could break the sound barrier. He raised his fist, and a powerful force suddenly erupted.

thump.

Neliel easily caught the punch again. The strong gust of wind that rose up ruffled Neliel's emerald green hair. A hint of impatience finally appeared on her beautiful face.

“I hate this tangled mess.” Nelieel sighed. “You’re no match for me. No matter how much you improve, the level difference is insurmountable.” As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand. “Like this.”

A punch thrown lightly, seemingly without any trace of smoke or fire.

However, Neutra on the other side seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. He raised his arms to protect his chest.

Boom! Rumble!

This seemingly light punch felt like a force of 550 tons, slamming into Neutra's arms. Even with his strong confidence in the copper skin covering his body, he still sensed a profound danger from this blow.

Sure enough, the moment that thought crossed his mind, he was suddenly thrown backward, sliding dozens of meters across the ground before coming to a stop.

Cough!

He coughed twice and stood up again. He looked quite disheveled. His snow-white clothes were covered with scratches, and his face and arms were stained with varying degrees of grayish-black marks.

"You can leave now." After repelling the opponent, Neliel said calmly, "Don't come again. Really, it's very boring."

Boring?

Neutra's expression froze, then a ferocious look gradually appeared on his face. How dare they call my challenge boring? Bastard!

Just as Nnoitra was hesitating about whether to release his blade, a powerful surge of spiritual energy suddenly emanated from Nelieel's palace.

Chapter 0482 Conspiracy

"What is that?" Neutra clearly felt the surge of energy, and a feeling of unease welled up inside him.

This feeling was as if something was gripping his heart, something he had never experienced even with a monster like the Twentieth Espada.

"Oh no, making a scene at a time like this." Neliel glanced at her own chambers, a faint worry rising in her heart. However, she maintained a calm expression and said indifferently, "This is none of your business, Nnoitra. Mind your own business."

"None of my business?" After her initial shock, Nnoitra gradually came to her senses. "Hehehe, I know now. Nelieel, you actually do these strange little things too."

"Hmm?" Nelielu felt a surge of panic. Had he discovered something? No, that couldn't be! This guy was just a muscle-bound, simple-minded idiot. He couldn't possibly have noticed anything.

“That kind of power must be a special crystal formed from the condensation of the souls of hundreds of Hollows.” Nnoitra thought he had seen through her and sneered, “So you’ll do anything for power, Nelielu.”

Sure enough, this guy is an idiot.

Neliel inwardly scorned him, but her expression remained unchanged. She went along with his words, saying, "I told you, this has nothing to do with you. Now, get out of here." As she spoke, she unleashed her aura. A terrifying spiritual pressure, like a mountain crashing down, pressed down on Nnoitra.

This guy's serious!

Nnoitra's pupils contracted. At this moment, he finally witnessed the true power of the Thirtyth Espada unleashed at full strength. It was a terrifying power that he, at his current stage, simply could not contend with.

"Hmph, I'll be back." Suppressing her inner terror, Neutra sneered and turned to leave.

Watching the other person's departing figure, Neliel finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted her large chest, and turned to walk into the palace. She needed to thoroughly investigate what exactly had gone wrong.

On the other side, after Neutra left, he didn't return directly to his palace. Instead, he walked to the right, heading towards a peculiar and unique building.

"Oh, Nnoitra, you've arrived." Inside the building, various bottles and jars, as well as some very special research instruments and equipment, were displayed. In the research chamber at the very center lay a Hollow with a mask on his face, resembling a bat.

It was clearly an Adjuchas. But now, this once majestic Hollow had become a research subject, its body riddled with various tubes and wires.

Right next to this research chamber, a man with long, light red hair and glasses was smiling at Neutra.