Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Yamamoto Shigekuni remains the same sword demon who is no longer threatened.

They will not compromise for the sake of temporary stability.

"Really are……"

She shook her head and continued, "In that case, I'll reveal a little more information."

“In fact, Hell already existed long before the Three Realms were separated, in what is known as the primordial world.”

"Initially, the Three Realms and Hell were in balance, but as more and more powerful beings fell into Hell, the original balance underwent a subtle change."

"In other words, even if you hand this kid over, you can temporarily quell this disaster."

"But as time goes by, the balance will eventually be completely broken."

"At that time, a new disaster will occur."

"Whether the Three Realms merge into Hell, or Hell devours the Three Realms, remains unknown."

"After all, I am just a dead man."

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere gradually became heavy.

So, no matter what choices we make, we can't avoid the inevitable destruction?

Just as everyone was feeling down, a loud voice suddenly broke the silence.

"I say, gentlemen—"

"Who says we're destined to lose?"

"Use your brain and think about it. What kind of precious things does Hell keep? Looking at the history of Soul Society over the past tens of thousands of years, is there any Shinigami stronger than the teacher?"

"As for those from tens of thousands of years ago, could they possibly survive the tortures of hell?"

"In my opinion, they're nothing but clay chickens and earthenware dogs!"

Saito, standing nearby, turned pale. He wanted to retort, but he didn't know what to say in response.

After all, she was the first, and perhaps the only, culprit who was captured and brought back from hell by someone who broke into the hell.

Beside him, Naraku Sora was still talking at length, from "I don't understand" to "full of vitality, with all things thriving".

Putting everything else aside, this indomitable spirit is something everyone should learn from.

For a time, even some of the easily hot-blooded captains of the Sixth Vehicle Team were infected by this attitude and their fighting spirit was rekindled.

Naraku Sora straightened his back and said with high spirits:

"No matter how you look at it, this battle is between the living and the dead, and the advantage lies with us!"

Chapter 268 War Arrives

"Well said, my Second Division will definitely lend a hand then."

In the crowd, Yoruichi grinned, revealing her flawless white canine teeth, which contrasted sharply with her wheat-colored skin.

She doesn't care what others do; she'll always stand on Naraku Sora's side.

Putting aside the contributions someone made to the Shihouin family, the relationship between the two alone was enough for her to support Naraku Sora without hesitation.

Retsu Unohana said nothing, but simply walked out of the crowd, slowly approached the person who was talking loudly, and then smiled gently at everyone.

Kyoraku Shunsui put his hands in his sleeves and shook his head:

"Master Shan, this kid seems even more warlike than you."

Although Jushiro Ukitake remained silent throughout, his resolute gaze spoke volumes about his attitude.

Naraku Sora saved his life more than once, such as during the Tsuna-Yayo family's schemes and the lung surgery.

and so.

Even without the master-disciple relationship, he would not choose to abandon the other party.

Hirako Shinji grinned, looking at the scene before him with a sense of familiarity.

Unbeknownst to them, that reckless brat had already won over so many captains.

This tactic of winning people's hearts is truly ingenious.

but.

As a fellow captain of the Death God team, he didn't want to end up like his predecessors, falling into hell and becoming its puppets, suffering unbearable torture every day.

This is not the treatment a team leader should receive.

So, even though I don't really like it, I'll still choose to stand on Naraku Sora's side.

Boom!

Just as the captains were pondering, a dull, heavy thud drew everyone's attention.

Yamamoto leaned on his canes, the intense heat emanating from him, a fleeting golden-red glint in his eyes:

"In that case, the minority shall submit to the majority."

"From this moment forward, the Soul Society officially enters a state of war preparedness!"

……

……

The Technology Development Bureau's dedicated laboratory.

Aizen stared intently at the petri dish in front of him, occasionally tapping lightly on the worktable.

A specially made prosthetic body floated in the middle, completely naked, with various testing devices inserted into its body.

This was a captain-level Shinigami that he had specifically requested from Naraku Sora. Originally a criminal from the Shinigami Prison, he had led a group of traitorous Shinigami to cause trouble in Rukongai before he was imprisoned.

They spread the message that only he knows the truth of the world, that the Soul King is a puppet controlled by the five noble families, and that the Gotei 13 are the lackeys of the five noble families.

Although it's unclear where this guy got his information from, these remarks are undoubtedly a challenge to the authority of the Gotei 13.

Not long after, Kuchiki Ginryo personally led a team, assisted by Kuchiki Hibiki, and directly defeated them, then sent them to the Shin-O Prison, where they have been imprisoned ever since.

If Naraku Sora hadn't taken over, this guy might have remained imprisoned.

Of course, the current situation is no better than that of the Shin-o Prison.

Countless formulas and parameters were reflected on the non-prescription lenses, flipping through them rapidly. From time to time, Aizen would jot down some useful information for his next research.

Long before he developed the instruments and equipment related to the Impure World Reincarnation, he focused on researching experimental projects related to Hell.

To avoid any unnecessary risks, Aizen forcibly interrupted Kisuke Urahara's ongoing research and forced him to join the hellish experiments.

Kisuke Urahara didn't seem to have any objections to this.

He is full of curiosity about everything unknown, as long as he is not exploited endlessly.

Just recently, a breakthrough was finally achieved.

Aizen adjusted his glasses, looked at the changing data, and smiled.

What a beautiful day.

The next second, a blood pressure-raising sound rang out outside the laboratory—

"Sousuke, please save him!"

Aizen's smile froze instantly.

Amidst that unusually resistant gaze, someone easily opened the metal door of the laboratory, walked straight in, and then grinned:

"Kisuke told me you were here, so I came over."

Aizen took a deep breath and said with a hint of helplessness:

"Tell me, what happened this time?"

Naraku Sora briefly summarized the conversation at the team leader's meeting.

In short, that old bastard from Hell had ill intentions. He coveted his strong physique and wanted to forcibly take him back as a Star Wrath Force, or else he would destroy Soul Society.

"So, Sousuke, do you have any way to counter hell?"

After hearing the story, Aizen frowned deeply.

I hadn't paid attention for just half a day, and the situation had become so serious.

Previously, only the Zero Division and the Soul King were watching Naraku Sora, but now suddenly there's another hellish force at play.

Does this guy have some kind of special succubus physique?

Why do I always seem to attract trouble?

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said calmly:

"According to my research, the key to the connection between Hell and Soul Society lies in the Gates of Hell, which are like a dividing line between Hueco Mundo and the human world."

"If we can gain complete control over it, the situation may be reversed."

"The only problem right now is how to capture the Gates of Hell, and what the specific methods of control are."

"So, I need some time."

Aizen raised his eyes, his expression serious.

He trusted the person in front of him, just as the man trusted him in return.

Although I don't know when it became like this, it seems to feel pretty good.

Seeing this, Nairoku grinned and said:

"Understood. No one else will bother you until then. Leave everything outside to me."

……

……

The powerful spiritual pressure almost covered the entire Seireitei, weaving a dense network that formed a communication method that enabled smooth communication even in complex environments.

The Divine Messenger – Highest level of alert.

With the threat of hell constantly closing in, the Seireitei immediately activated the Shutara-level alert.