Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Chaotic spiritual pressure filled the vast mansion, exuding endless despair and madness, and a massive shadow gradually enveloped everything...

Chapter 24 He is the number one assassin in the True Central Prison

A catastrophe occurred at Araki's mansion.

When the demonic barrier was removed, a chaotic and despairing spiritual pressure filled the entire noble district, instantly alarming the Shinigami stationed nearby.

At the same time, countless eyes turned towards the Araki family's direction.

The Grim Reaper, who was closest to the location, rushed towards the mansion to quell the unrest.

However, when they arrived at the original site of the Araki family's residence, they were horrified by the sight before them.

The mutated monster, tens of meters tall, resembled a mountain range. Countless arms and limbs extended from its twisted body, and its enormous mouth, which almost occupied the entire head, opened wide, constantly spewing out highly corrosive acid.

In just a few breaths, the once grand mansion was reduced to a dusty ruin.

Apart from the most conspicuous mutated monster, the rest of the Araki family were in no better shape.

Each of them had a hunched back, resembling a human, but with multiple arms and limbs deformed from their bodies, and covered in black hair, making them no different from their leader.

His scarlet eyes showed not a trace of normal human emotion, only the extreme greed of instinct.

The few individuals who did not undergo mutation were also instantly devoured by their families, leaving not even a complete piece of their bodies behind.

After the living creatures in the mansion were devoured, the mutated monsters opened their mouths and pounced on the intruders—the Grim Reaper who had come to their aid!

"Hado No. 4: White Lightning!"

In the chaos, several Death Gods who reacted quickly immediately abandoned their incantations, and flashes of white lightning illuminated the night.

However, this level of attack was completely ineffective against the mutated Araki clan members.

Just as the Grim Reapers were about to meet their demise, a reassuring voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hado #63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

A burst of brilliant golden light erupted in an instant, and the ferocious arcs of electricity transformed into a visible torrent, instantly dispelling the darkness and wiping out the several mutated monsters in front of them.

Amidst the heavy atmosphere, a gentle figure stepped out, her expression grave as she gazed at the terrifying, mountain-like monster in the center of the mansion.

The captain's haori, embroidered with the number "four," appeared in everyone's sight, like a shot of adrenaline injected into everyone's hearts.

The black-haired woman turned around, her exquisite and beautiful face full of seriousness, her gaze sweeping over the Grim Reapers present.

"Although I am in charge of logistics on weekdays, I can also be considered the team leader."

Her gentle voice carried an undeniable air of authority, and her beautiful eyes surveyed the crowd:

"The Fourth Division will temporarily take over this area. All Shinigami below the rank of Seat Commander, retreat outside the mansion. The rest of you, come in with me."

"Yes, Captain Unohana!"

Because he was away on a medical mission, Retsu Unohana sensed the anomaly the moment the Kido barrier was removed and appeared near the Araki residence as quickly as possible.

Before coming here, she thought that there was a problem with the Soul-Binding Messenger of the Seireitei, which caused the Great Men to appear in the noble district.

When they arrived at the scene, they discovered that the situation was even more serious than the Hollow Invasion.

"Physical modification, spiritual pressure filled with the aura of the Hollow."

A grotesque monster several meters tall appeared behind Retsu Unohana, casting a massive shadow with just a twist of its body.

Its gaping maw opened, and a deafening roar echoed across the ruins before it charged forward without hesitation.

Then, it instantly returned along the same path, crashing heavily into the building and raising a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky.

Before they could even struggle to their feet, they were pinned to the ground by several beams of light that appeared out of nowhere.

Binding Path No. 61: Six-Staff Light Prison.

Retsu Unohana stared at the monster struggling in the dust, her slender eyebrows furrowed tightly, her gentle eyes filled with confusion.

"If it involves the soul, that's not my area of ​​expertise, especially since it's related to the void."

Smoke and dust filled the collapsed ruins.

In such an environment, even death gods of the rank of Grand Master or higher must take it seriously, as the slightest carelessness could result in serious injury from the mutated monsters.

However, Retsu Unohana strolled among the hideous monsters as if taking a leisurely walk, casually blasting away the ugly creatures that attacked her with a single Bakudo.

Meanwhile, his free left hand was releasing another Kido that had nothing to do with the battle.

"The web of black and white!"

"Twenty-two bridges, sixty-six crowns, footprints, distant thunder, peaks, returning to the earth, night lurking, sea of ​​clouds, azure sequence, filling the cosmos, heading straight for the heavens!"

"Binding Path No. 77: Heavenly Void Net".

The immense spiritual pressure expanded outwards, instantly radiating towards the horizon and directly intruding into her private domain.

"Senjumaru, have you sensed the spiritual pressure fluctuations of the Araki family?"

In the research room, Shutara Senjumaru raised an eyebrow, realizing something: "Oh? Were you there?"

Without wasting any words, Unohana Retsu recounted in detail what she had found in the ruins, emphasizing the parts she didn't understand.

"As we all know, Hollowfication is like a deadly poison to Shinigami. It usually causes Shinigami to lose their minds and completely become Hollows, turning them into monsters that act on instinct."

"The modification technology discovered by the Araki family is an improvement on this theory, which involves core-forming the Hollow's soul and body, and then injecting this core into the Shinigami's body."

At this point, Shutara Senjumaru couldn't help but sigh, "Although this improvement still has many serious drawbacks, it is still a good idea."

"and many more--"

From her friend's tone, Retsu Unohana keenly sensed something amiss.

"You know so much about blurring, you wouldn't be researching this technology already, would you?"

"Well, that's a secret, my dear Retsu." Shutara Senjumaru's languid voice came through the spiritual pressure. "Judging by the time, the idiot should have arrived by now."

"What?" Unohana Retsu asked, puzzled.

Before she could ask any specific questions, a mutated monster tens of meters long appeared to her right rear like a mountain range. Its thick arms, covered with flesh and blood, were covered with hard white bones, which were firmly embedded like a mask.

A huge shadow fell, and eyes all over its body stared intently at the figure on the ground, as its arm crashed down like a meteorite.

Unohana Retsu lowered her gaze slightly, a barely perceptible hint of icy killing intent appearing deep within her calm eyes.

However, just as she was about to draw her sword, a completely unfamiliar spiritual pressure entered the battlefield.

A deafening roar, like the fury of thunder, suddenly descended.

boom!

As the building crumbled, countless plumes of dust rose into the air.

The mutated monster that even the Grim Reaper feared suddenly collapsed, and everyone stared in shock at the direction from which the smoke and dust were billowing.

A figure stood there, pulling the Zanpakuto from the flesh, sending a trail of blood flying.

The boy stood atop a mountain of corpses, grinning down at the crowd below:

"Hello, Captain Unohana, I am Naraku Sora, the ninth seat of the Shinigami Prison. I have come here specifically to... help you."

Chapter 25 This is a good thing!

To say it's stealing credit is a bit too blunt.

But with such a severe catastrophe befalling the Araki family, it would be a shame not to join in and see what's going on with all the hard work these guys had put in.

However, the mutated monsters don't care who the intruders are; acting purely on instinct, they will only hunt down any living thing in front of them.

Accompanied by bestial roars, several hunched and deformed souls rushed out instantly, their sharp claws whistling through the air, attempting to rip out Naraku's brain, displaying utter brutality.

Clearly, Araki's death did not serve as any wake-up call for them.

in contrast.

The thick, pungent smell of blood in the air further fueled the ferocity of the monsters.

However, just as the sharp claws were about to reach them, a cold, sharp blade flashed like moonlight in the sky, blooming brilliantly amidst the smoke-filled ruins.

The claws were neatly sliced ​​off, and foul-smelling blood gushed out like a fountain.

Then, along with half of his body, it was severed.

However, the mutated soul has no regard for chivalry. Just as Naroku dealt with the enemy in front of him, a sharp whooshing sound came from behind again.

These were originally just ordinary members of a noble family, but with the help of the modification technology, they were all transformed into monstrous, almost ethereal beings.

It is even more vicious and inhuman than the Void.

A vertical slash blocked the attack from behind, but the Zanpakuto got stuck between the hard skull and the tangled black hair.

Just when things were at their most critical, a deafening roar was right next to them.

Unohana Retsu frowned slightly, just as she was about to unleash her Kido aid, when she was shocked to find that the boy had directly released the Zanpakuto, a forged artifact of the Shinigami's soul.

"As Yamamoto-sensei said, death is not such an inconvenient thing."

From its ferocious grin, an existence even more ferocious than the mutated soul made its grand entrance.

The moment the words fell, Naraku released the hilt of his sword, and then suddenly stretched out both hands, one in front and one behind, and pressed them onto the head of the mutated soul, exerting force abruptly.

Click!

The ugly skull cracked instantly with a sound, and the entire head rapidly deformed under the blood-red spiritual pressure, with the facial organs visibly misaligned and twisted.

The skin cracked inch by inch, and fresh blood gushed out like a spring, instantly staining the ground bright red.

The Grim Reapers stared in disbelief at what they were seeing, their faces filled with disbelief.

What does it mean that death is such an inconvenient thing?

What does it mean to become even stronger without a Zanpakuto?

Are we really playing the same system?

Naraku Sora stood in the pool of blood, smiling as he watched the mutated souls rushing towards him, a heavy spiritual pressure enveloping him like a thin mist.

A heavy sense of oppression suddenly swept over the entire Araki mansion.

"Now, it's your turn."