Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

He charged straight at Stark and Lilynette, who were standing still.

The response to this breakthrough was a screen of illusory light that instantly filled the sky.

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The moment their spiritual pressures clashed, the war began.

It's different from what I just experienced in Soul Society.

Both sides exercised restraint this time, refraining from unleashing their full strength immediately.

The Arrancars were wary of these Grim Reapers being their king's colleagues; if they really went all out, they would have trouble explaining themselves afterwards.

As for the Shinigami, they were worried about further actions, and Hueco Mundo was the Hollows' stronghold. If they exhausted their spiritual power, they might not be able to save the person, but instead lose themselves.

This also means that in the battles that appear to be brutal and full of special effects, no one actually dies.

On the distant sand dunes, Naraku watched the fierce battle, eager to join in. Such a grand scene would be like instant noodles without the seasoning packet if he, the protagonist, were not there.

Very bland.

"I advise you to put away your inappropriate thoughts."

Aizen didn't even bother to look, knowing that someone was thinking something dangerous.

“If you go out now, you will only expose Hueco Mundo to Soul Society.”

“Those rigid-minded Grim Reapers won’t be able to accept such exciting news all at once, and it will be very difficult to balance the two sides then.”

"For the sake of future plans, you should save your little schemes."

Upon hearing this, Naraku shook his head, his passionate enthusiasm turning into a helpless sigh.

Chapter 284 How to manage Soul Society while dealing with these kinds of insects

"Shoot him, sharpshooter."

Before the initial incantation could be finished, a silver streak of light tore through the heavy spiritual pressure and violently pierced through a section of Ulquiorra's forearm.

Its terrifying destructive power severed it completely, turning it into dust.

"Roar, divine retribution!"

At the same time, Komamura Sajin let out a deafening roar from behind. The moment he raised his sword-wielding right claw, a large number of spiritual particles appeared and condensed above his head, instantly transforming into a huge right arm clad in armor.

It is over ten meters long, and its appearance is quite exaggerated.

Even more outrageous, in the palm of the giant hand, there was a giant blade that was tens of meters long.

The moment it left the ground, the desert roared and the silver sand trembled.

In terms of sheer destructive power of his initial release, few can compare to Komamura Sajin.

Unfortunately, their opponent was Ulquiorra, ranked fourth among the Espada.

The two, who hadn't had enough time to grow, were still outmatched by Vastod, who had already achieved Arrancar status long ago.

Ulquiorra raised his right hand horizontally, barely managing to block the impact of the falling giant blade.

At the same time, blood gushed from his left arm, writhing and intertwining as if it were alive, and in an instant, a complete arm grew back.

As the Arrancar most skilled at super-fast regeneration among the Espada, Ulquiorra's recovery ability is second only to Arturo.

Furthermore, under Naraku Sora's guidance, he further developed this ability.

Even if a heart is completely punctured, it can grow back.

It's impossible for someone to die unless their head is blown off.

Looking at the creaking sound of the Heavenly Punishment, Komamura Sajin felt a sense of powerlessness.

Such an opponent is simply beyond their ability to handle.

Unfortunately, only this expressionless guy was left on the field, so there was no other way but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Right now, all we can do is hope that others can defeat their opponents early and establish an advantage so they can take over this lopsided battle.

"You all did a very good job."

Ulquiorra said expressionlessly, "But it seems that the training time is too short, resulting in his strength not keeping up with his opponent."

"So, I have no interest in you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly burst into a roar and instantly appeared in front of Komamura Sajin, his cold green eyes staring straight at the big dog.

"what?!"

"Seal it off, Blackwing Demon!"

The immense spiritual pressure surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing Komamura Sajin.

The spirit spear slashed down, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on the burly body.

Komamura Sajin's eyes were vacant as he collapsed, lifeless.

After doing all this, Ulquiorra turned around and calmly looked at Gin Ichimaru, who was located at the edge of the battlefield.

"Now, it's your turn."

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"Are you kidding me?!"

Hirako Shinji struggled against Harribel's ferocious attacks, but after only a few clashes, he was taken away from the center of the battlefield.

Despite unleashing his full power in his initial state, he was still at a disadvantage.

Even before they set off, members of the Technology Development Bureau had explained the concept of the broken face to them.

As a state that breaks the limits of Hollows, any Hollow that takes on a form similar to a human will experience a terrifying increase in combat power.

The slightly weaker Death Captain would be no match for him.

But Shinji Hirako never expected that this so-called weaker Shinigami captain was actually himself.

This is simply unacceptable.

The two fought and retreated until they were completely away from the battlefield and could no longer see anyone else. Suddenly, Harribel fired a trident, sending the man flying.

"Alright, Death."

"Now you can show your Bankai."

"I hope it won't disappoint me."

Shinji Hirako looked at the female Arrancar opposite him, her tail swishing, and his lips twitched as he hesitated to speak.

Harribel frowned, noticing that something was wrong with the other person.

"Should we continue to hesitate at a time like this?"

"What about your teammates if you do this? Or did you come to Hueco Mundo just to get kills?"

She has never liked guys who slack off during wartime.

Despite having the ability, he disregarded the lives of his teammates for the sake of some ridiculous so-called rules.

Such a person is utterly unworthy to be Lord Naraku's colleague.

If we get the chance, we must teach this guy a lesson he won't forget.

Hirako Shinji sighed:

"Actually, my Bankai isn't as strong as you think."

"I'm fighting with all my might."

"But since we've come this far, it would be disrespectful to the enemy if I kept it to myself. So let's just watch."

"Swastika!"

"The Rebellious Eight Treasures Plug..."

With a flash of light, a pedestal shaped like a Nadeshiko flower unfolded beneath Hirako Shinji's feet, its petals closing to envelop him.

A few seconds later, the pedestal burst open.

Halibel frowned as she looked at Hirako Shinji, who remained unchanged:

"and then?"

“That’s all.” Hirako Shinji spread his hands.

Harribel: "?"

She strongly suspected that this bastard was playing a trick on her.

Is the so-called Bankai simply blooming in front of the enemy?

You will regret what you did!

"Conquer him, Queen Mermaid!"

A torrent of water gushed forth, transforming the land covered by spiritual pressure into an endless ocean.

Fighting in Hueco Mundo, a place with extremely high spiritual particle density, is undoubtedly the home ground for characters like Harribel who excel at area-of-effect attacks.

She held a greatsword with shark gill patterns in her hand, and with a casual swing, a raging current of sea surged forth, rushing towards Hirako Shinji.

The moment the ocean current covered the battlefield, scorching heat erupted within it, instantly turning the ocean current into an omnipresent mist.

The surface of the desert has been eroded, and it continues to sink.

Scorching sea current.

Although affected by the Reverse Release ability, this does not affect the battle that follows.

Because all Hribel needs to do is cover every spot with water.

As Shinji Hirako watched his spiritual pressure defense being continuously corroded by the high-temperature mist, his eyes twitched involuntarily.

It seems he's really going to fail this time.