The Alchemist in Bleach

"Lord Longxian... I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I really didn't know your people were there!"

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. No matter how much resentment Metastasia felt, he was relatively weak at the moment, so he forcibly suppressed his anger and hatred and humbly begged for mercy from Longxian.

"You're quite clever. I thought you'd die without knowing why. But since you're aware of this, you should know that I warned you before: don't harm my people!"

"I promise I won't! Don't worry! I really won't! From now on I'll stay away from your people! Please, Lord Dragonstring, don't kill me, I'll obey your every command from now on! I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!" Feeling Dragonstring's undiminished killing intent, Metastacia's expression changed again.

Ignoring his severe injuries, he knelt down and begged for mercy, making promises to Longxian to spare his life. He really didn't want to die, because he was very clear about the potential of his ability. Among the current Espada, he was the only one who went directly from Gillian to Arrancar and gradually gained his current power. He still had a future. He wanted to live. He wanted to be the one who would rule the world one day!

So before achieving this goal, he was willing to give up everything, as long as he could live!

Little did he know, the more humble Metastacia appeared, the more Dragon String wanted to kill him. A guy who could be so patient was a terrifying thing, and what was even more terrifying was that he had enough potential!

All that's missing is time.

Keep him?

It's like raising a tiger only to have it become your own enemy.

"Pfft!"

"Thump~"

Metastasia, with a bloody hole between her eyebrows, collapsed to the ground!

Then, starting from this blood hole, a silver flame instantly covered his body and burned him to ashes in an instant!

To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots!

Metastacia has endless possibilities!

These were Aizen's words. Ryugen didn't believe that someone like Aizen would say such a thing so casually, so even his body couldn't be left behind!

Longxian was right to do so; if it were just about killing Metastasia, the matter wouldn't be over.

Because his abilities truly possess limitless possibilities!

Even if he dies, as long as his corpse is devoured by a Hollow, that Hollow will inherit Metastasia's ability to infinitely devour and evolve, and may even inherit a portion of his memories.

The 90th Espada in the original work was created in this way.

Of course, he doesn't have that luck now; his ability to evolve indefinitely has come to an end!

.......

"Tap~ Tap~"

A while later, a white-haired boy slowly walked into the gradually expanding spiritual space, stood at the place where Metastasia died, and silently recalled the scene of the battle.

'A one-hit kill? Hmm? This is... another layer of spiritual space? I see, so he uses trap techniques with such skill... Ishida Ryugen?'

The one who arrived was none other than Kamui, who had joined Las Noches at some unknown time and defeated Barragan to obtain the position of the 20th Espada.

It must be said that he has made great progress over the years. With just a few glances, he saw through Long Xian's strategy on the battlefield. Of course, part of the reason is that Long Xian is no longer here. Without his control, many things are easy to see.

In a head-on confrontation, these things are not very easy to detect.

"Nilu, collect the data from the spirit space, then leave. There's nothing here worth worrying about." Kamui glanced at it twice, then turned and walked out of the space expressionlessly, giving the order without looking back.

"Huh? Really? The ability to evolve infinitely~ Awei, you should benefit greatly from absorbing this, why don't you look for more?" A little girl's voice rang out from the darkness.

"There's no need for that. It's completely gone now. Such a basic mistake is very rare."

"Okay, it'll be ready in a minute."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside!"

"Ok!"

After saying that, Kamui walked out of the spirit space, leaned against the wall, and coldly looked at Szayelaporro: "What are you doing here?"

"A fierce battle has broken out in Hueco Mundo. Is it strange that I'm here to come and see?"

"It's not strange, because everything you do is strange."

"Really? Then I'll be more careful in the future. Metastasia is dead?"

"Ah."

"Tsk~ How strange, that coward actually died. Did you kill him?" Szayelaporro looked at Kamui, his eyes flashing with an unreadable light.

"Is that so? Perhaps."

"Awei, we've collected everything, let's go." At this moment, the petite Nilu walked out of the spirit space, lightly leaped onto Kamui's shoulder, and looked at him with a grin.

"Ah."

"Wait! What did you collect?"

However, just as Kamui was about to leave with Nel, Szayelaporro stopped him, seemingly demanding the data Kamui had collected, but actually observing Nel.

This was also the main purpose of his trip. As for Metastacia?

He's just a coward. What good can come of being targeted by Long Xian? Do you really expect him to survive?

If he has this ability, why would he be the 90th Espada?

Even in Szayelaporro's eyes, Metastacia's ability to leave a wreckage in Dragon String's hands was a testament to his strength.

Having served Barragán before, he knew very well just how powerful beings at that level truly were!

His only purpose in coming here was to get Nel, Kamui's subordinate!

This is the little girl who was brought into Las Noches by Kamui and has been by his side at all times.

Although Kamui said that Nel was his clansman, she had a congenital developmental problem, so not only was her Arrancar state incomplete, but her strength was also very poor.

At first glance, it seems reasonable, because Kamui does have many such brothers and sisters. Although they are Arrancar, many of them are not even as strong as lower-level Hollows. They don't even have the desire to devour souls!

If it weren't for the chaotic and violent spiritual pressure emanating from them, he would have even suspected that Kamui and the others were Shinigami in disguise.

Therefore, everyone else can accept Kamui's explanation, or rather, they have no choice but to accept it, because he is so strong.

You're saying it's like calling a deer a horse?

But that's clearly a horse!

Only a few people kept Nel's true identity in mind, one of whom was Szayelaporro. He had a strange feeling that he had seen this guy before!

And they are very familiar with it!

He had a general idea of ​​who it was based on the name, but he wasn't sure because the spiritual pressure was indeed different, and the appearance was completely different, which was why he kept looking for an opportunity.

To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots.

He enjoys the feeling of turning the tables, but he doesn't like being turned around by others!

So as soon as he heard that Kamui had come here, he rushed over immediately.

Unfortunately, Kamui was also somewhat aware of Szayelaporro's thoughts. Therefore, when faced with Szayelaporro's questioning, Kamui merely glanced at him indifferently before using Sonito to take Nel away from there, leaving Szayelaporro with a dark expression.

.......

"So? Do you remember now?"

"No, it looks familiar. What should I remember?" Nel, who was perched on Kamui's shoulder, shook her head and then looked at Kamui's profile with curiosity.

"Some important things can only be accomplished by you."

"Hey~~~ Wei, can't you help me?"

"No, otherwise it would be meaningless."

"Isn't it enough that it's done? What's the point?"

"A sense of ritual."

What's the point of a sense of ritual?

"Make yourself feel happy."

"But I feel happy just from simply completing it."

"It will be more enjoyable."

"I don't want more..."

"No, you want it!"

"Ugh... How could this be... This isn't fair..."

With each question and answer, the two figures, one large and one small, gradually disappeared into the darkness of the Void Palace...

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Chapter 307 The Hunt Begins!

Three days later, Ichiro and his three companions, having completed their preparations, left Soul Society without a sound. Apart from the captain and their respective lieutenants, no one knew about their departure, including Aizen, who had been secretly investigating. All he knew was that the 13th Division was making a big move.

He didn't get much other information. Firstly, his current public status in Seireitei was average, so he didn't have access to much core information. Secondly, with the conscious precautions taken on the first floor, even with Kyoka Suigetsu, it wasn't easy to gather intelligence.

Virtual circle - Earth's surface.

Ichiro and his group of four—oh no, it's five, plus Yachiru, who is always inseparable from Kenpachi.

The five stood above the sand, gazing into the distance. After confirming the surrounding situation, the other four turned their attention to Ichiro, who was looking at his wrist. He was the leader of this operation.

"Tsk~" Ichiro frowned. "That's really despicable. So many teleportation points have been destroyed. We'll have to rearrange them."

"Wouldn't that be terrible?" Soi Fon said, frowning. She still remembered the teleportation point that Ichiro had mentioned. Back then, it was because of this that they were able to launch that kind of counterattack when they left Hueco Mundo.

Now that this is gone, their actions may be somewhat affected.

"Well, it's alright." Ichiro nodded, then changed the subject, "Only the first, second, and third teleportation systems were completely destroyed. There are still two teleportation systems left. Teleportation system number 5 still has a little bit left, while teleportation system number 4 is completely intact."

Everyone: ...

"Why did you set up so many teleportation systems?" Soi Fon looked at Ichiro speechlessly.

"It's always good to be prepared. Look, it's come in handy now."

"..." Soi Fon was speechless and could only gently rub her forehead.

Ichiro smiled and continued to examine his deployments in Hueco Mundo. Apart from those he had arranged through Satoshi in recent years, he could no longer remember most of them.

There was no way around it; there were just too many. Some were for experiments, some for intelligence gathering, and some were for leaving themselves an escape route.