Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

As his spiritual pressure increased and his Hollowfication deepened, Naraku Sora discovered that his superhuman regeneration was becoming increasingly outrageous.

It's only slightly worse than Arturo's.

When he was involved in the research project, he asked Aizen how the Shinigami team would deal with the fact that the Hollows' abilities were so exaggerated.

Are we really going to selectively evacuate at the first opportunity and then notify a stronger Grim Reaper to take care of things?

Upon hearing this, Aizen immediately showed a look of concern.

He then explained that, due to their limited potential, Great Menos can usually only choose one ability to enhance.

Flashing light, steel sheet, detection circuit, spinning engine, high-speed regeneration...

Not every broken face can be as twisted as you.

The key to why your blurring effect is considered the most perfect lies here.

No matter which skill it is, there are no obvious weaknesses.

The blade fell.

The intense spiritual pressure vaporized the nearby blood pillars, causing countless streams of blood to surge, and a deafening roar of thunder and scorching heat resounded above the endless sea of ​​blood.

The longsword, dripping with blood, was raised in an attempt to block the attack.

But the moment it touched the object, a shattering sound rang in my ears, and fragments scattered everywhere.

The jet-black blade stretched from top to bottom, from the left shoulder all the way down to the waist and abdomen, almost splitting the voluptuous body in two.

Despite the horrific injuries, Retsu Unohana showed no sign of pain. She simply raised her hand and wiped away the sticky blood from the corner of her mouth.

The sea of ​​blood below surged and poured into her body one after another, violently mending the gaping wound.

"Kong, this was originally prepared for you."

Unohana Retsu smiled gently, her expression as tender as ever.

"In the space of complete annihilation, there is no true death, but the fear of death is real."

"Every time you are on the verge of death, Death gains a deeper understanding of itself."

"With repeated exposure, even an ordinary existence can undergo a transformative metamorphosis."

At this point, Retsu Unohana's breathing became somewhat rapid.

"But I've found that this method doesn't actually help you."

"But I couldn't bear to stop this hard-won joy."

"So please forgive this selfishness and show us the best of everything."

A flicker of realization crossed Naraku Sora's eyes; so this was the true way Unohana Retsu used her ultimate move.

However, considering that this woman was a purely evil person a thousand years ago, everything seems so reasonable.

A flower of evil blooming above a sea of ​​blood.

"However, nothing good can last forever. I will do everything I can to bring this battle to a perfect end."

Unohana Retsu gripped the hilt of the sword with one hand and ran the other hand over the broken blade, sticky blood flowing from her palm and forging a new longsword.

"Will you kill me at all costs?"

Naraku grinned. "Since this is what you're hoping for, then go ahead and try it."

After receiving permission, Retsu Unohana's smile grew even brighter, and her immense spiritual pressure was unleashed, causing the entire sea of ​​blood to boil.

It looked as if there was a volcano about to erupt below.

With a light, graceful movement, she leaned forward, covering a vast distance in an instant. The blood-stained longsword fell without warning, and the space creaked under its strain.

Retsu Unohana is ready to welcome the climax.

It's time to draw to a close.

Faced with this unreserved attack, Naraku grinned, unleashing a terrifying spiritual pressure within his body like a collapsing mountain, his muscles creaking like a taut bowstring.

Patterns resembling surging lava are scattered across the skin.

"Punishment of the Emperor: Karma and Knowledge Arise Together!"

A massive black and red pillar of light erupted, illuminating the entire sea of ​​blood. The endless, viscous blood evaporated layer by layer, turning into nothingness.

He gripped the longsword, forged from starlight, tightly with his five fingers, and slashed it down at the sea of ​​blood beneath his feet.

boom--!!

A deafening roar resounded throughout the cosmos, releasing endless light and heat like a solar flare.

It lasted for less than a second before the entire extinction, which covered an endless area, was blasted apart by this attack!

at the same time.

The blood-stained longsword in Unohana Retsu's hand pierced right through Naraku Sora's neck.

Hot blood gushed out and landed on those fair palms.

Chapter 255 What is the ultimate secret of healing?

Everything was destroyed, shattered?!

A long-lost look of panic appeared on Unohana Retsu's beautiful face.

Wait, why now?!

As long as the Blood Sea Domain remains, the fatal damage she caused can be remedied through the Blood Sea.

However, once her Bankai is released, her current level of skill in returning to the Dao is insufficient to save those on the verge of death.

While the Hollow's super-fast regeneration is very strong, a wound that pierces the neck is still fatal.

Does this mean that Sora is going to die by his own hand?

That kind of thing is unacceptable!

Unohana Retsu instinctively loosened her grip on the hilt of her sword, attempting to save a life that was about to end by using the return path.

However, before the fingertips could even touch the hideous crack, a violent black spiritual pressure surged out like a tidal wave, and a large hand grasped the tilted, curved blade, easily pulling it out.

The black spiritual pressure filled the gap, and the healing was completed in an instant.

To Unohana Retsu's astonishment, Naraku Sora grinned, unleashing an undisguised aura of brutality that splattered directly onto the woman's face.

"When did you develop the illusion that you could kill me?"

His once innocent eyes were replaced by a pair of golden vertical pupils, and a ferocious mask, like that of a demon, was attached to his face, with its curved, sharp corners radiating a blade-like edge.

A posture I've never seen before!

Unohana Retsu stared blankly at the man in front of her, unable to come to her senses for a moment.

It wasn't until someone waved their hand in front of her face that she recovered from her shock. Just as she was about to ask a question, she heard Naraku Sora explain:

"Etherealization is just a little trick to boost stats."

"Not worth mentioning."

Unohana Retsu's eyes widened, a look of astonishment on her face.

As a semi-researcher, although she did not study the soul as deeply as Kisuke Urahara and others, she was aware of the harm that Hollowfication posed to Shinigami.

If one is not careful, the serious situation of the soul committing suicide may occur.

But judging from Naraku's appearance, he showed absolutely no sign of weakness.

This man is truly amazing!

Since everyone is alright, we can rest assured.

Thinking of this, the breath she had been holding in finally relaxed, and Unohana Retsu collapsed completely, as if all the bones in her body had been removed.

Although, unlike other Zanpakuto, none of them are irreparable due to breakage.

However, being forcibly shattered inevitably brought about some backlash.

In addition, she had almost exhausted all her strength in the previous battle, which left Unohana Retsu without the strength to even lift a finger.

Naraku Sora instinctively pulled that soft body into his arms.

After a quick check, it was determined that it was just a minor backlash injury, coupled with excessive spiritual energy depletion, leading to exhaustion.

The white haori appears to be stained with blood, but it can actually be restored with a good night's sleep.

ended.

Lying in her arms, feeling the warmth emanating from her body, Retsu Unohana's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

"Kong, just kill me."

"?"

Naraku Sora frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would betray my teammates?"

Unohana Retsu ignored the man's crude words, simply enjoying the warm atmosphere around her, and softly explained:

"For Kenpachi, dying in battle is his ultimate destiny."

"And that's exactly what I've been hoping for all along."

Naraku Sora frowned, thought for a few seconds, and then spoke:

"If I remember correctly, the opportunity for you to become the captain of the Gotei 13 was that old man Yama defeated you, right? Why didn't he kill you?"

"Could it be... that she thinks he's ugly?"

Unohana Retsu: "?"

What a mood killer remark!

However, upon closer reflection, Yamamoto was already middle-aged at the time, and his chonmage hairstyle, a symbol of status, didn't really look good.

Seeing that Retsu Unohana's attention had been diverted, Sora Naraku smiled and continued:

"Those who truly enjoy fighting are actually appreciating the physical and mental pleasure that comes from the battle, rather than the meaningless relief of death."

"Don't think about dying just because you're about to give up; you should only give up when you're about to die."