Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"So please be careful."

Kisuke Urahara had a strange expression; he could actually detect a hint of goodwill in the other person's tone.

Are all the Arrancar in Hueco Mundo this kind?

Just as he was pondering his intentions, Ulquiorra suddenly turned and retreated, creating distance between them.

"Seal it off, Blackwing Demon!"

The moment the words fell, a dark green pillar of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, and the heavy oppressive feeling fell on the desert like an overturned sea.

The once deep blue sky was now covered by thick clouds.

pat.

As the first raindrop fell, as if signaling something, the rain intensified instantly, and the continuous downpour, like a curtain, enveloped our vision.

Kisuke Urahara stared in shock at the scene before him, his face filled with disbelief.

After fighting for so long, you're saying you didn't use your full strength?

How can they all be as despicable as Naraku?

At the same time, two more terrifying pillars of spiritual pressure rose from the ground, causing the boundless sea of ​​sand to tremble violently and roar.

The force of countless raindrops falling transformed into tides, even forming lakes in low-lying areas.

The immense spiritual pressure transformed into ripples, raging wildly through the torrential rain.

Kisuke Urahara felt a chill run down his spine.

If there was still a chance to fight back before, now there is only one way out: death.

He was just a minor official; he shouldn't have to bear such a heavy burden.

After releasing their Resurrection Blades, the three activated Soniton and stood apart, forming a pincer movement to trap Kisuke Urahara in the middle.

Feeling the viscous spiritual pressure surging around him, Kisuke Urahara's face showed a bitter expression.

He wanted to ask if it was too late to surrender now.

When the battle resumed, a raging storm of spiritual particles surged into the sky, as if the end of the world had arrived, engulfing the entire world.

……

……

When Kisuke Urahara woke up again, he felt pain all over his body.

It felt like I was being repeatedly run over by a dump truck.

Flesh and blood disintegrated, bones shattered.

Fortunately, it was just a hallucination caused by excessive beatings.

With just a quick assessment, Kisuke Urahara determined that all his injuries combined were not as severe as the blow Aizen had delivered.

So, where is this?

He opened his eyes and looked around.

What came into view were two rows of figures dressed in white, each with a different expression.

The three people who had fought earlier were also among them.

For a moment, Kisuke Urahara felt a chill run down his spine and his breathing stopped.

Could it be that all of these are broken masks?

Hueco Mundo has developed to this extent?!

I thought it was just a small-scale operation, but I never expected that Aizen would actually build such a huge force behind the scenes.

What exactly does he want to do?

Are they planning to overthrow Soul Society?

Thinking of this, Kisuke Urahara subconsciously compared the strength of the two sides.

At the grassroots level, Hueco Mundo is clearly stronger than Soul Society.

Even a single Gillian is not something a Shinigami soldier can handle; at least a captain would be needed.

As for the high-level combat power, if the strength of these Arrancar is roughly the same, then even the captains of the Gotei 13 would probably be no match for them.

Of course, this comparison excludes the team leader.

Even so, it is still terrifying.

If Hueco Mundo were to actually attack Soul Society in the future, the outcome would likely be no better than the previous Quincy War.

Just as Kisuke Urahara was pondering how to send the information back to Soul Society, a voice suddenly rang out from above.

"Kisuke, are you satisfied with the welcome ceremony I prepared for you?"

Kisuke Urahara subconsciously looked up in the direction from which the sound came.

On the throne, Narakuku rested his right hand on his cheek, observing the scene below with great interest.

When he saw the figure clearly, Kisuke Urahara's pupils shrank and his heart stopped beating.

"Naraku..."

His expression was blank, countless thoughts burst forth, his mind seemed to explode like a pot, instantly turning into mush.

Could it be that his guesses all along were wrong?

The real mastermind behind it all is not Aizen, but the seemingly reckless and foolish Naraku Sora.

Thinking about his own daily actions and the suffocating disparity in strength between them.

Kisuke Urahara was utterly despondent, completely losing the strength to struggle, and lay flat on the cold ground:

"Gu, kill me..."

Chapter 237 Urahara Kisuke's Evaluation

Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you?

Naraku Sora, sitting on the throne, snorted coldly, much like a villainous boss in a novel or biography who is about to be defeated by the heroes through bonds.

As if in agreement with his words, the Arrancar in the palace released a trace of spiritual pressure.

It is not powerful, but it is pure.

Suddenly, the air in the large room became thick and sticky, making even breathing much more difficult.

Sensing that undisguised, chilling killing intent, Kisuke Urahara was nearly scared to death.

He prided himself on knowing his leader very well, but when he actually arrived in Hueco Mundo and witnessed the even more outrageous Las Noches than the Gotei 13, he was completely taken aback.

This caused Kisuke Urahara to begin to doubt himself.

His own eyesight seemed no better than Tosen's; after spending so much time together, he still couldn't see through Naraku Sora's true nature.

The most outrageous thing is that someone who doesn't seem very serious can actually make so many Arrancar and Hollows bow down to him.

and.

If I remember correctly, the original owner of Hueco Mundo was Barragan, who had lived for countless years.

But the current ruler of Hueco Mundo is Naraku Sora.

This means that the King of Hueco Mundo, who had caused countless Hueco Mundo expeditions to fail, has now been defeated by Naraku.

Just how strong is this guy?

Lying flat on the ground, Kisuke Urahara was filled with shock at that moment.

He had really underestimated his leader, who had managed to create such a huge commotion in Hueco Mundo without making a sound.

If Naraku Sora's usual demeanor is all a facade, then this person is truly terrifying.

No one in the entire Seireitei could see through this guy's true colors.

This is so much fun, Lord Naraku!

"However, killing you like this would be too easy on you."

Naraku Sora smiled slightly, looking completely in control.

“Recently, Szayelaporro, the wisest man under my command second only to myself, has developed a technology called conception notification.”

"The tentacles can be inserted into the navel of the test subject, and then eggs will be laid in the abdomen. The eggs will absorb everything in the test subject as nutrients, then grow and mature, and then a completely new individual will be produced from the test subject's body."

"Since you are so eager to die, then offer your last bit of value before you die."

Szayelaporro: "..."

If he remembered correctly, the conception proclamation had not yet been fully developed, and the research direction had already changed because of someone's existence.

and.

He never said anything like that to Naraku Sora.

Although Lord Aizen participated in the research, he was not very interested in it either. Moreover, given his personality, he would never talk to Naraku about topics he was not interested in.

So, how did His Majesty find out?

Szayelaporro pushed up the mask-like glasses on the bridge of his nose, a subconscious action when he was thinking.

Could it be that His Majesty is just not very bright, but in reality, nothing that happens in the Palace of the Void can escape his eyes?

"How could things have come to this, Lord Naraku!"

Just as Szayelaporro was struggling with his decision, Kisuke Urahara's eyes widened in horror as he exclaimed:

"Even if your true colors were revealed, you shouldn't have to suffer such terrible torture, right?"

Death itself is nothing to be afraid of; what is truly terrifying is suffering inhuman torment before death.

Although it's unclear what specific technology is involved in conception, judging from the descriptions, even without pain, it's a terrifying ordeal comparable to ultimate humiliation.

Even a perverted scientist like Mayuri Kurotsuchi couldn't make a man give birth, right?

"Oh? Then tell me, what is my true identity?"