Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"What about your graduation grades?"

"excellent."

"excellent?"

The woman looked up, her delicate eyebrows arching, her flawless black eyes scanning the boy before her.

“The Zhenyang Prison is different from other places. If you want to stay here, you have to prove your worth. It just so happens that a new criminal has been sentenced today.”

"You'll be in charge of escorting them to the appropriate prisons."

Before Naraku could even open his mouth, he was dragged out of the room by the Shinigami guarding him and headed into a dark alley.

"That person just now was the warden of the Shinigami Prison, whose status is equivalent to that of the captain of the Gotei 13. Before becoming the warden, he was the captain of the 12th Division."

"Lord Shutara Senjumaru."

"Legend has it that she can see through a person's fate, so never disobey the prison warden's orders."

Naraku was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed to one of realization.

No wonder she looked familiar; she's a big shot from the future Zero Division. I never imagined she was still in Seireitei, and even served as the highest leader of the Central Prison.

However, none of this mattered to him; the most crucial task was what followed.

Hopefully his previous guesses were correct.

Soon, led by the Grim Reaper Nishikawa, Naraku Sora saw his mission objective.

Two enormous bodies were firmly bound by black chains, with hideous white bone masks embedded in their faces. Their mouths were stretched almost to their ears, drool dripping from them, and their scarlet eyes were full of cruelty and greed.

It's not Death!

Naraku Sora's eyes widened as he pointed at the "sinner" in the open space ahead, his expression stiff as he said:

"Senior, is this also under the jurisdiction of our True Central Prison?"

Nishikawa nodded helplessly: "If it were an ordinary Hollow, it would usually be purified on the spot, but this is no ordinary Hollow..."

"Adjuchas, kid!"

Naraku Sora frowned, stroked his chin, and pondered for a long time.

Then he nodded and said:

"Is it too late to leave the True Central Prison now?"

Nishikawa: "?"

Are you out of your mind, kid? Do you really think the Liting Organization is the cafeteria of the Spiritual Arts Academy, where you can come and go as you please?

"late."

Nishikawa shook his head and pointed to the two Adjuchas not far away, saying, "If we fail to complete Lord Prisoner's mission, the consequences will be worse than death."

After a brief period of hesitation, Narakuku decided to bite the bullet and go for it.

Although he is not yet skilled enough to deal with the Achookas, simply escorting them to the appropriate prison should not be a problem.

After all, I studied at the Spiritual Arts Academy for several years.

And so, under Nishikawa's astonished gaze, Naraku Sora mumbled something and walked toward Adjuchas, who was bound by chains.

If you listen closely, you can vaguely make out a few distinctive incantations from the demonic path.

The closer they got, the more terrifying the pressure emanating from Adjuchas became. The black chains only restricted their movements and a portion of their spiritual pressure.

The Hollows have always harbored great malice towards Shinigami, so much so that whenever a Shinigami approaches, these two giants release all their spiritual pressure without reservation.

The air seemed to thicken, and Naraku's breathing became increasingly difficult.

It felt like a stone was stuck in my chest.

Difficulty.

Left with no other choice, Naraku clenched his teeth with a sickening clenching sound, and his spiritual pressure rapidly condensed within him.

Burst forth!

Under the intense pressure, the oppressive feeling was immediately reduced by more than half, and my steps became much lighter.

Even Adjuchas couldn't help but be taken aback upon seeing this.

Many Grim Reapers have come over these past few days, but apart from that beautiful woman who almost slapped them both to death, the rest are all useless.

Let alone spiritual pressure clashes, even a casual glance between them would scare the Shinigami away.

When did such a brave guy arrive at the Shin-o Prison?

Could it be that Death, who was out on a mission, has returned?

While the Adjuchas were still in shock, the boy was already standing in front of them.

Amidst the viscous, intertwined spiritual pressure erupting, Naraku Sora placed his hand on the black chains, grinned at the grotesque white bone mask, revealing his gleaming white teeth:

"Hado #11: Lightning Bolt!"

As the final incantation of the Destruction Spell ended, dazzling golden lightning surged forth from his palms, instantly covering the chains and rushing into the bodies of the Adjuchas.

The next moment, a deafening roar filled with excruciating pain erupted.

The chains binding the Hollows rattled, their blood-red eyes fixed on the boy before them, attempting to vent their inner rage.

After giving a brief response, Naraku turned around and shouted:

"Senior, which level of hell should these two guys be locked up in?"

Nishikawa was stunned by Naraku's series of actions. Although he knew that this kid was a graduate of the Spirit Arts Academy and had at least the level of a seated official.

But isn't he the same?

However, even a seasoned Death Warden like Nishikawa couldn't help but feel terrified when faced with these two ferocious Adjuchas.

But this kid seemed to have no idea what fear was. Not only did he charge forward despite the opponent's spiritual pressure, but he even unleashed a powerful suppression attack right in front of him.

"Cough cough, the first level of the living hell."

Xi Chuan snapped out of his daze and hurriedly replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Naraku, holding onto his chains, walked resolutely towards the underground prison, letting the spiritual pressure of the Hollows rage around him.

The next step is quite simple: walk down the wide corridor and find an unused cell in the waiting hell.

Open the cell door, put the Great Hollow inside, and close the cell door.

After doing all this, a voice suddenly rang in Naraku Sora's ears, the air rippled like water droplets, and a black light screen appeared before his eyes.

[Successfully suppressed the Void of Sin, Sin Value 777, Participation Rate 5%!]

[Your spiritual pressure has increased; your current spiritual power level is twelve!]

Your free-to-play skill has been improved.

[You have gained the power of the void!]

Naraku Sora, who was just immersed in the improvement of his strength, suddenly widened his eyes and his expression froze instantly.

and many more!

What kind of power?

Chapter 3 My Naraku Has the Potential to Become a Captain

Before Naraku could react, a tyrannical and violent spiritual pressure filled his body.

A heavy oppression suddenly swept over and spread, and an unbearable heat burned from the depths of the soul.

It was as if he wanted to transform his entire being into the blazing sun.

Although the power of the void was not abundant, its surging and turbulent energy utterly pulverized the spiritual pressure blocking its path, then proceeded in a brutally unreasonable manner—

Fusion!

An invisible oppression swept across the land with brutal force, engulfing almost half of the hellish place of waiting to be reborn.

A visible shockwave exploded from Naraku's body, instantly sending Nishikawa flying.

The aftershocks struck the nearby walls and cell doors, creating a loud crashing sound.

Countless astonished gazes peered out from the cell and landed on the boy with a distorted expression.

Nishikawa staggered to his feet, leaning against the wall to support himself, and looked at Naraku in shock.

Although I don't understand what happened, this kid's spiritual pressure seems to be a level stronger than before.

Is this what they call a genius?

but.

Isn't this spiritual pressure a bit abnormal?

It seems that his spiritual pressure is a bit more chaotic than that of a normal Shinigami.

Meanwhile, inside the prison's duty room.

A scene composed of demonic arts appeared on the table, which Shutara Senjumaru looked at with great interest.

Tyranny, shock, crimson.

In the scene, Naraku Sora stands still, letting his almost tangible spiritual pressure swirl freely, even suppressing the spiritual pressure of the Hollows in the cell at one point.

"Look what I've discovered!"

Shutara Senjumaru raised his delicate eyebrows, his dark eyes filled with surprise.

"Did you absorb the spiritual pressure of a Hollow during your contact with Adjuchas, or are you some kind of special individual?"

"As far as I know, there is currently no one in Soul Society who can fuse two completely contradictory powers."

"Let's take it first before anyone notices."

"Hurry, little one, you're mine now..."

…………

The commotion in the living hell attracted a lot of Death's jailers to watch, but fortunately, Nishikawa was very good at handling this kind of thing.