Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Once you get to this place, you won't have to face it anymore...

boom!

A deafening explosion rang out from behind him. Saito froze, stiffly turning his head, his neck making the sound of rusty gears turning.

"No way……"

boom!!

The second explosion followed almost immediately, with no pause in between, and the Gates of Hell trembled violently, as if it had some kind of Parkinson's disease.

Countless wisps of phosphorus dissipated.

Saito instinctively took a few steps back, wanting to get out of this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

Before she could make a further move, a terrifying heatwave swept over her, and a suffocating spiritual pressure collapsed down, engulfing everything in sight—a scene of hell.

Click!

A crack appeared in the solid gates of hell, and as if it were some kind of signal, the crack began to spread, covering a large area in an instant.

A chilling shattering sound rang out, and that nightmarish face came into view, grinning menacingly at Saito.

"Here's Johnny!!"

"?!"

Saito's hair stood on end instantly, his facial features contorted, and he instinctively staggered backward.

Under her desperate gaze, Naraku Sora slashed the Gates of Hell to a half-destroyed state, forcibly breaking into this realm that only the dead could set foot in from the Soul Society.

As soon as he entered, he felt a slight discomfort.

A heavy, distorted, and insane pressure, carrying a hint of destruction, descended upon his body, subtly containing an extremely strong sense of repulsion.

It's like transitioning from air to water; there's a sense of sluggishness in every movement.

However, the impact is not significant.

"You think you can just beat someone up and run away? It's not that easy."

Naraku Sora flicked his wrist, and his Zanpakuto sliced ​​across the desolate ground beside him, causing the ground to collapse and produce a rumbling sound.

"What you did was a hit-and-run, which is an even more serious crime."

"If you get caught, you'll become a Star Fury Force!"

Saito is immortal: "?"

What vulgar language!

"Before you deal with me, you should think about how to get out of hell first."

Saito took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and pointed to the shattered Gates of Hell.

"Although that thing is an inanimate object, it can heal itself after being broken."

"Once it's completely shut down, you'll never be able to leave Hell for the rest of your life. So, you're the one who should become Star Fury!"

Naraku looked back and saw that in the short time it had been talking, the Gates of Hell, which had been in complete disarray just moments before, had been completely healed and was now attempting to close again.

How could this possibly grant your wish?

Almost instinctively, he threw his Zanpakuto backwards, and it got stuck between the two doors.

The gates of hell were operating steadily, but they couldn't be pushed forward even a little bit; they could only make a constant creaking sound.

The rate at which the phosphorus gas dissipated from the surface suddenly increased several times.

It appears that a bug has occurred in the running program, and a backup plan is being activated.

Having accomplished all this, Naraku Sora turned his dangerous gaze back to the dumbfounded Saito.

"Now you only have two choices."

"One will obediently come with me, the other will get a beating from me before leaving."

Without any hesitation, driven by instinct, Saito unleashed an unprecedented speed with his Instant Step, turning around and rushing several kilometers away.

Despite his already fast reaction time, Naraku Sora, with his unique understanding of Shunpo and Sonito, is even faster.

In an instant, a figure as solid as a city wall appeared on Saito's only path.

There was no time to dodge, and he crashed headfirst into it.

Bang!

The dull thud made Saito dizzy and caused her to instinctively groan in pain.

Looking up, a small face that made my heart stop came into view.

"Gu..."

Saito gritted his teeth and let out a desperate groan.

Is this guy even human?

Just as she was about to give up resisting, several powerful spiritual pressures suddenly erupted from the edge of the desolate land, stirring up a spiritual storm that swept over.

"The reinforcements arrived so quickly?"

Naraku glanced at it, exclaimed in surprise, and then stretched out his large hand without saying a word, reaching forward to grab.

Saito attempted a final act of resistance.

Having just been utterly crushed by Naraku, she couldn't muster any fighting spirit. Her movements slowed down slightly, and she was struck on the back of the neck by a hand chop.

As the shadow fell, Saito, who was immortal, went black and lost consciousness.

Naraku skillfully hoisted it onto his shoulder, activated the Resonance, and rushed to the Gates of Hell.

I took a closer look.

Because it cannot be closed, the gates of hell are slowly disappearing, as if being peeled off from a layer.

Naraku has no means to stop this kind of ability that involves rules.

Before he could completely disappear, he turned around and sheathed his Zanpakuto again, then took a step toward the open gates of hell.

Seireitei.

Yamamoto stared angrily at the Gates of Hell in the sky, which had tried to close several times.

I haven't checked on him for just a few days, and this kid has already gotten himself into such a mess.

If this is left unchecked for a while longer, they might even dare to attack the Spirit King's Palace!

When that scoundrel returns, he will definitely be taught a lesson.

Conventional methods are no longer effective against Naraku; a more targeted approach is needed.

Just as Yamamoto was plotting how to punish the traitor, a wild, villainous laugh came from the Gates of Hell, and the Zanpakuto that had been blocking the gates disappeared.

A tall, imposing figure stepped out, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen, are you waiting for me?"

Chapter 266 Feel the despair!

First Squad, Conference Room.

After confirming that Naraku was alright and had even brought back a local specialty from Hell, Yamamoto immediately convened a meeting of the team leaders to discuss the unexpected incident.

The dignified old man sat in the head seat, his eyes slightly closed, his hands resting on his cane, creating a heavy atmosphere.

The other team leaders stood in two rows, all silent, staring intently at the petite figure standing among them.

Purple twin tails, black eye patch, arrogant expression, twisted and crazy spiritual pressure.

It stands out from its surroundings.

Just now, Kuchiki Ginrei recounted in detail what had happened.

After hearing this, some of the newly appointed team leaders widened their eyes, their faces showing disbelief.

"The first captain of the Gotei 13 has actually returned from hell?"

"The soul burial ritual we've been maintaining all this time is actually to send our dead teammates to hell?!"

"Commander-in-Chief..."

Hearing the discussion, Saito, who was sealed and imprisoned by golden chains, let out a disdainful sneer:

"Such a grown-up, yet still so childish."

“Hey, old man Shan, I never expected you to be so indecisive, deliberately concealing the truth about the soul burial ritual.”

"You were quite ruthless when you recruited us."

"Having been gone for nearly a thousand years, you have grown increasingly weak..."

boom!

A sharp chop landed heavily on Saito's head, shoving the words that were about to come out of his mouth back into his throat.

"You bastard, if you dare hit me on the head again, I'll kill you!"

Saito was furious, her small face turning red. Her petite body struggled wildly under the binding spell, but she could not break free from the restraint no matter what she did.

This is a binding technique that Naraku prepared specifically for her; it is extremely practical.

Let alone a mere female brat, even if it were used against Aizen, it could hold him back for one or two seconds.

The problem is that there's a wind-up animation before releasing it, making it easy to dodge.

Yamamoto glanced at Saito with a complicated expression; the current situation had far exceeded his expectations.

I never imagined that such a change would happen in hell, which had been peaceful for so many years.

"Saito, tell me, why did you return to Seireitei?"

After the two had been making a ruckus for a while, a deep voice came from the head of the table.

Saito, who was immortal, looked in the direction from which the sound came and met the eyes that were slightly open. A flash of fiery golden-red light appeared in the depths of the eyes.

A suffocating fear arose from the depths of my heart.