Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Then, something unbelievable happened.

Saito, who was an immortal being from hell, completely disappeared, and was replaced by the resurrected Gikai Saito!

Chapter 267 The Advantage Lies With Me

"Hey, what did you do to me?!"

Saito, who was immortal, pinched her face very hard, and the obvious pain made her freeze on the spot.

Artificial bodies are specially modified so that the soul implanted in them can have the same tactile sensation as a physical body.

Just now, she clearly sensed that her connection with hell had been completely severed.

All the coercive constraints and will that had been imposed on him disappeared.

"How is this possible..."

"They actually stripped Hell of its authority!"

Saito, immortal and feeling a long-lost sense of freedom, breathed deeply the air of Soul Society, savoring the beauty of the moment.

For nearly a thousand years, she endured torment from hell every moment.

Although they were granted immortality and immense power, the pain in their souls could not be ignored.

A Grim Reaper with a weaker will might not last more than a few days before completely collapsing, losing himself, and becoming nourishment for the growth of hell.

During her years in hell, she witnessed countless deaths vanish without a trace.

Saito stood there, savoring the tranquility of the moment, and before he knew it, his eyes welled up with tears in this long-lost peace.

Not only were they freed from the control of the will of hell, but the pain attached to their souls also completely disappeared.

Just as she was moved by this, an inopportune face approached her.

"You cried?"

"?!"

Saito's cheeks flushed red, he gritted his teeth, and threw a punch without saying a word.

boom!

A dull, heavy thud sounded, as if striking some hard metal.

Naraku, who was hit, was unharmed, but Saito, who did the hitting, turned pale and clearly felt the pain in his finger bones.

Is this guy really Death?

Saito gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the person in front of him, all the little bit of emotion he had managed to muster vanished at that moment.

"You little brat, don't think I'll thank you for doing something like this."

Naraku grinned, completely disregarding the stubborn little brat.

Releasing Saito from the control was a simple matter for him, requiring almost no effort.

At most, it's just a surrogate body with a little spiritual power.

But in Yamamoto's eyes, Saito was once one of his subordinates and a teammate who fought alongside him.

Watching his former teammates suffer excruciating torture was also a torment for the old man.

Consider it a way of showing respect to the teacher.

The captains were astonished to see Saito, who had completely broken free from the control of the will of hell and was now immortal.

Even the dead who have fallen into hell can escape their suffering and walk again in the Soul Society.

So, hadn't their originally destined fate already changed at this moment?

The thought that they wouldn't go to hell after death excited everyone.

“Saito, I have a question for you.”

Just as the captains turned their gazes toward Naraku Sora, Yamamoto's deep voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard:

"Have you experienced any discomfort since escaping the control of hell?"

Saito, who was neither old nor dead, glanced at Yamamoto with surprise, feeling that the old man in front of her was far different from the image of Yamamoto Shigekuni in her memory.

It's not about who's stronger or weaker, but rather that such a dramatic change in a person's personality is truly unexpected.

In her memory, Yamamoto's violent personality was the worst among the first captains.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough to overpower the other twelve people.

Moreover, when fighting enemies, he shows no mercy and is ruthless; few can survive after fighting him.

That is why he was called the "Demon of the Sword".

Looking at him now, he looks like an ordinary old man next door, unremarkable, and in terms of sheer presence, he's not even as imposing as Xiumu Yinling.

Is it because of old age?

Saito's lips curled into a smile, and he said:

"Of course not, I'm perfectly fine now."

"However, it would be too naive to think that you can fight against Hell with just these methods."

"Considering that this kid helped me break free from control, I'll take pity on you and reveal a little bit of information."

"So that when disaster strikes, the Grim Reapers will have no strength left to resist."

Yamamoto remained calm, as if he had anticipated Saito's attitude.

Through her narration, the captains gained a basic understanding of the existence of Hell.

Its structure is similar to that of the True Central Underground Prison, or rather, the construction of the Underground Prison was inspired by Hell.

There are eight floors in total, from top to bottom.

These are respectively: waiting for life, black rope, multitude, howling, wailing, scorching heat, extreme heat, and finally, the Avici Hell.

Those who fall into hell are assigned to different areas based on their strength and crimes, where they endure tortures far exceeding their physical limits.

Because of their immortality, each time their body is shattered, they are reborn in the Abyss, continuing the same torment until their spirit is completely broken.

At that time, the culprits will become nourishment for hell.

Not only those who die at the third level of spiritual power or above will fall into hell, but also those with grave sins in the Three Realms will be captured by the gates of hell and forcibly dragged into hell at the moment of their death.

Therefore, the number of wicked people in hell is extremely large.

It is far larger than anyone can imagine, and if Hell were to completely spiral out of control, the resulting disaster would be devastating.

No one could stop him, not even Yamamoto Shigekuni.

Fortunately, perhaps due to the limitations of the rules, or perhaps due to the Soul Society's own aversion to Hell, Hell is unable to release all the culprits at once.

The number of criminals released each time must be controlled within a certain range.

Even so, the current strength of the Gotei 13 is simply insufficient to contend with them.

Upon hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces darkened.

According to Saito, handing over Naraku Sora seems to be the only way to stop this disaster.

But to use the meritorious officials of Seireitei to shield them from disaster is not in accordance with their morality.

Moreover, among the captains are some stubborn individuals like Yoruichi Shihouin and Retsu Unohana.

They would never give up on Naraku Sora.

Just as everyone was struggling with this, Saito suddenly looked at Yamamoto and grinned:

"Lord Yuan Liuzhai, what are your thoughts? Will you hand this boy over, or will you fight to the bitter end?"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone's attention immediately focused on the mountain itself.

Everyone held this old man, who had protected the Soul Society for thousands of years, in the highest esteem.

At present, only Yamamoto has enough prestige to make others follow him.

Yamamoto slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, a flash of intense heat appearing and disappearing in his pupils, followed by a calm yet firm voice:

"I thought that you, who had gone through that battle with me, would understand some things, but now it seems that I overestimated you."

"Before Yhwach launched the war, he also threatened to destroy the Soul Society in an attempt to force me to submit to him."

"You should know what the Seireitei was like when faced with a united Empire of Light. As Shinigami, we had no resistance against such an enemy."

"Once war breaks out, the Seireitei will face utter destruction."

"This moment, just like that moment."

"Then Saito, please answer, what was my choice at that time?"

Saito's eyes widened, and he retorted loudly:

"This is different."

"When facing Yhwach, we could still see a glimmer of hope for victory, but now..."

Yamamoto glanced at her:

"Hope? Perhaps."

"But the actual situation is the same. I cannot sacrifice my disciple to exchange for peace in the Soul Society."

“I did not compromise with Yhwach a thousand years ago, and I will not compromise a thousand years later.”

"Since hell wants to destroy us, then let it come."

"At worst, we'll sink Soul Society."

Upon hearing this, Naraku Sora's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

It's no wonder he always respects his teachers and always thinks of his own father first when something good happens.

After all, teachers really do go when they have something to do.

Saito paused for a few seconds, clearly taken aback, but quickly recovered and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

It looks different, but it's actually the same as before.