Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Hueco Mundo.

Comprehensive first aid station.

This is a temporary organization; although it shares the same name, its internal structure is completely different.

More like a luxurious palace than a hospital ward.

The only difference is that the room is almost completely filled with various sophisticated equipment and instruments.

"Nilu, what does this mean?"

Naraku Sora was forcibly strapped to a hospital bed, her body covered with various unidentified testing devices.

"Could it be that Kisuke was dissatisfied with the treatment I gave him, so he secretly turned you against him and then, in full view of everyone, forcibly pinned the label of betraying Soul Society on me?"

"So that Master Yamamoto can gather a large army to attack Hueco Mundo and finally kill his traitorous disciple?"

Neliel shook her head, then revealed an innocent smile:

"Nel doesn't know."

"It's just that we received a message from Soul Society telling us to take good care of Lord Naraku."

Come on, ah—

Although she's a bit naive, she's very attentive and caring when it comes to taking care of people.

Neriel held a bowl of unidentifiable medicinal soup, tested its temperature, and then gestured for Naraku to open his mouth.

If it were Szayelaporro, he might have suspected that the medicine was poisoned.

But Nellyel, being the kindest Arrancar in Las Noches, was completely unsuspecting by Naraku, who obediently opened his mouth.

Entrance.

The intense bitterness shot straight to the top of one's head, as if it were going to kill one's soul.

Before he could spit it out, the medicine went straight into his mouth, down his throat, and into his stomach.

It does have a therapeutic effect.

But the taste is really hard to describe.

Even a tough guy like Naraku Sora, who wouldn't utter a sound even if his neck were chopped off, was almost brought to tears by the pain.

"Can I stop drinking? I feel like I'm getting terribly strong right now."

Nilu shook her head:

"Lord Naraku, this is a necessary part of the treatment."

"If you're scared, I can add some more sugar."

That's what he said, but Naraku seriously doubted that this stuff would still be just as bitter even with sugar added. In order not to show his weakness in front of his subordinates, he forced himself to finish the bowl of medicine soup.

Nilu thoughtfully wiped his mouth, then took the bowl and left.

Not long after, the door was opened again. Just as Naraku was about to say something, he suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped considerably.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure standing at the head of the bed.

"Ahem, it's Sousuke."

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

Upon seeing his friend, the person suddenly remembered how he had forcibly hung up the "phone" earlier, and a sheepish smile immediately appeared on his face.

They were trying to awaken Aizen's conscience in this way.

"It's been a long time."

Aizen remained expressionless, his gaze icy, as if he were looking at an ugly worm.

"Three days have passed since the Hell War."

"Naraku Sora, you did a good job."

"You faced Kenpachi Kuruyashiki alone, and even rushed into the interior of the Guraku Corridor. If it weren't for you, Seireitei would have been completely destroyed by now."

Naraku Sora's smirk became even more pronounced.

He had a vague sense that something was wrong.

The anti-reflective membrane was most likely not there to save him.

Ignoring the person's ingratiating expression, Aizen calmly continued:

“But you don’t seem to have listened to me at all, and instead you’re stubbornly doing your own thing, solving all problems like a brute.”

"To teach you a lesson, you'd better stay put for now."

"The Soul Society can't let one person solve every problem. Those captains need to grow and mature."

Naraku Sora's pupils trembled.

Chapter 279 Hueco Mundo Expeditionary Force

"How could it have come to this? How could it have come to this!"

Naraku, lying on his sickbed, sang in a trembling voice.

Aren't we best brothers?

"I did all this for our unfinished ideals. We can't just stand by and watch Seireitei be destroyed, countless Shinigami die, and the order we worked so hard to establish collapse!"

Upon hearing this, Aizen's eyes flickered behind his glasses, then grew even colder. He calmly replied:

"Then it should be even more so."

"Order can never be maintained or established by one person alone. In this battle of Seireitei, the soldiers performed admirably, but the captains were all slacking off."

"Placing all your hopes on one or two people."

"If one day, the enemy develops a method to target you or Captain-Commander Yamamoto and restricts you before the war even begins, wouldn't the Soul Society be headed straight for destruction?"

Naraku Sora didn't take it seriously:

"But what about you?"

"Even if the Quincy's methods were developed for another hundred years, they still wouldn't be as good as Blue Raamon's 100%.

Aizen scoffed dismissively, completely unmoved by such tactics.

Someone was impatient for quick success and didn't consult with him before taking action, and even blocked Tian Ting Kong Luo's conversations.

To teach this guy a lesson he needs to learn, we must give him a very profound one.

"In short, you should stay in Las Noches for the time being."

Aizen stood to the side and said calmly.

“Perfect timing. Szayelaporro has something to discuss with you recently. If you’re rested, you can visit his lab.”

Naraku grinned, revealing a satisfied smile.

Staying in Hueco Mundo is not unacceptable. Las Noches is currently thriving and developing rapidly in all aspects.

Thanks to the combined efforts of the three scientists, the development has been remarkable, changing dramatically every day.

The number of Arrancars, which was originally only a handful in the entire Hueco Mundo, has now grown to the point where they could form an army.

Despite their varying combat strengths, they combined to form a formidable force.

If he hadn't been worried about the prejudices held by the Soul Reapers, he would have even considered pulling a team from Hueco Mundo to support Seireitei.

At the very least, it can reduce casualties.

Unfortunately, the war came too suddenly, giving him no time to prepare.

If it drags on for ten days or half a month, Hueco Mundo and Soul Society will definitely have a get-together to exchange feelings with each other.

Social gathering?

Naraku Sora's eyes lit up as he suddenly realized that he had discovered a blind spot once again.

It seems like it's definitely worth a try!

Seeing Naraku Sora's ever-changing expression, Aizen couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Although he has had fits of madness in the past, it has rarely been this frequent.

Could it be that this guy accidentally injured his brain while inside the Hungry Pleasure Corridor?

It seems necessary to arrange a more comprehensive and detailed examination, preferably including the soul.

He shook his head, turned and left the ward.

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Fourth Division.

Although the war was over and Hell had fallen into complete silence, the comprehensive aid station had become even busier.

The sins and the will of hell caused extremely serious damage to the Seireitei, with countless wounded.

Among them are many Grim Reapers at the captain level.

For example, Rojuro Otohashi of the 3rd Division, Shinji Hirako of the 5th Division, Ginrei Kuchiki of the 6th Division, Rabu Aikawa of the 7th Division, Karasu Shiba of the 10th Division, and Kensei Muguruma of the 9th Division.

It's worth mentioning that Shiba Moku was a captain who was temporarily promoted and didn't have captain-level combat power; he was only slightly stronger than a typical vice-captain.

It's like choosing the best among the worst.

That is why he became the second captain to fall when facing the traitors scattered throughout Seireitei.

If it weren't for Komamura Sajin's timely intervention, the Shiba family would probably have suffered another loss of members.

Besides the captains, several vice-captains were also bravely wounded.

Characters like Chojiro Sasaki, Senteki Iba, Ginjiro Ginjiro, and Risa Yadomaru.

Both the captain and vice-captain of the Sixth Division were injured and fell, which can be considered as a family of loyal martyrs.

Because it is not advisable to move around for long periods of time during the recovery period, Yamamoto decided to hold the first post-war squadron meeting at the general medical facility.