Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

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"Get out of my way!"

Neutra roared in anger as he fought back against the flames and currents that were engulfing him.

Despite swinging the giant scythe in his hand repeatedly, he was still unable to cleave through the scene before him.

“A vulgar person who does not understand art will only sink into these scenes and then die completely.”

Rojuro Ootori lightly raised his Zanpakuto, which resembled a conductor's baton, and immersed himself in the beauty of the music, watching the Arrancar enemies gradually head towards defeat.

"It keeps ringing, it's so noisy!"

Neutra's patience reached its limit. He threw down the two weapons and, to Rojuro's astonishment, poked his own ears to deafness without saying a word.

However, the moment he could no longer hear anything, the scene before him vanished instantly.

The sky remained completely dark, with only a solitary crescent moon hanging above.

With a few quick movements of his narrow eyes, Neutra figured out the crux of the problem.

"So your Zanpakuto is activated by the opponent's hearing."

"It really is..."

"Interesting!"

Looking at the sinister grin on the Holy Crying Mantis's face, Rojuro Phoenix's smile became extremely forced.

If I manage to get back alive this time, I definitely need to work on my training for Bankai.

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Looking at the captains' performance, Naraku shook his head repeatedly, looking disgusted.

This can no longer be described as just food.

They couldn't even use their own abilities, and some of them were even worse than Gin Ichimaru.

That's a disgrace to the captain.

If he were the captain, with a group of subordinates like that, he would have found a block of tofu and smashed his head against it long ago.

How can Soul Society be managed properly when surrounded by such worms?

No, we need to think of a solution.

"Sousuke, is there any way to make these guys stronger?"

Naraku Sora pointed at the group of people who were being beaten so badly that they were powerless to fight back and were gradually becoming a disgrace to the captain.

Aizen took a closer look.

Yes, they're all acquaintances.

Rojuro Otohashi of the Third Division, his superior Shinji Hirako, Rabu Aikawa of the Seventh Division, and Kensei Muguruma of the Ninth Division.

After thinking for a few seconds, Aizen said seriously:

"Yes, but they may not be able to accept it."

"Detailed explanation."

"Etherealization".

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Naraku Sora's eyes widened.

Ignoring the person trying to act crazy, Aizen adjusted his glasses and explained:

"Among these people, Shinji Hirako is the strongest, but his Bankai cannot be used against a single enemy, nor can it be used when there are teammates present."

"This also resulted in the restriction of his strongest methods, and at least half of his strength was lost."

"If we can help him achieve the ethereal transformation, his strength will increase by at least a third, or even more."

"As for the others..."

Aizen pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something Naraku Sora often said, and finally gave his evaluation:

"Plain vegetables".

"..."

Naraku Sora was silent for a second. To receive such a high evaluation from Aizen, these people must be truly outstanding.

However, he strongly suspected that Aizen made this suggestion because he was short of materials.

That's why they set their sights on these people.

The criminals previously rescued from the True Central Prison had long been exhausted in repeated experiments.

During the invasion of Hell, he also saw many familiar faces among those wicked people.

Seemingly sensing someone's defamatory thoughts, Aizen calmly explained:

“If you don’t agree, then I won’t implement this plan.”

"If all else fails, there's a second option: have your men master Bankai beforehand, and then replace these incompetent captains."

Naraku Sora shook his head: "Komamura and the others are already captains of the new Gotei 13."

"Although it was just playing around at first."

"But I see that everyone is quite serious about it, so let's not change it anymore."

Aizen glanced at Naraku Sora with some surprise, not expecting that this usually reckless guy could say such considerate words.

"I understand what you mean."

"In that case, let Captain Hirako deliver himself to us."

Chapter 285 Your Majesty, why do you rebel?

The battle between Hueco Mundo and Soul Society didn't last long, while Naraku Sora and Aizen were still chatting.

Kensei Muguruma got there first, but Grimmjow crushed his arm and then finished him off with a Cero, completely rendering him unable to fight.

Rojuro followed closely behind. After his Bankai ability was accidentally broken by Nnoitra, he lacked his main means of attack and could only struggle to hold on using Kido and Shikai.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Nnoitra, in a berserk state, was defeated.

Next up were Aikawa Raibu and Hirako Mako.

One was defeated by Szayelaporro, and the other was dealt with by Halibel.

They are truly brothers in misfortune.

As for the other vice-captains, they were completely powerless against the Arrancar, and were quickly knocked down to the ground.

Soon, only Kyoraku Shunsui remained on the field, struggling to hold on, and the scene became extremely tragic.

"Does this Death Captain still want to continue fighting?"

Stark scratched his head, holding the butt of his gun, and pointed to the battle that had ended in the distance, indicating:

"Your teammates have all fallen."

"Although the Espada have all suffered injuries, it won't affect the battle. Next, we'll be ganging up on you."

Kyoraku Shunsui glanced at it, and his face instantly darkened.

He didn't feel anything when they were together normally, but at this crucial moment, he felt the pressure from Yamamoto for the first time.

Fighting against a formidable enemy with such a bunch of incompetent teammates is truly a torment.

I should have acted alone from the beginning.

At least we can get inside Hueco Mundo and find out some information.

Now look what happened, he really died before he even got started.

I don't mind dying myself, but I would feel bad if I dragged my junior brother into this mess.

If only Uncle Shan were here.

These guys combined probably wouldn't be enough for the old man to chop down alone.

But soon, Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head, dismissing this unrealistic idea.

Yamamoto must protect the Seireitei and cannot leave because of a rescue mission.

If the Gates of Hell reappear during the mission and Yamamoto isn't there, then it's all over.

"Actually, their downfall is also beneficial to me."

Kyoraku Shunsui held swords in both hands, and his haori was covered in burn marks from Cero, making him look quite disheveled. However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that there were no obvious injuries.

Because he had guessed something, he had no fighting spirit from beginning to end.

Lilynette, on the other hand, kept shouting that she would shoot all the enemies to pieces; in terms of fighting spirit, she was much stronger than him.

Stark raised an eyebrow, suddenly sensing that the threat level on the other side was skyrocketing.

Kyoraku Shunsui flipped his wrist, his eyes suddenly sharpening, and his twin swords pointed straight down.

"Because that way, I can go all out."

Just as his spiritual pressure was boiling, the shadow beneath his feet seemed to come alive, writhing like a living creature, and a heavy pressure spread outwards.

"Kong, it's your turn to appear."

Aizen calmly reminded him, "Although almost no one knows Kyoraku's Bankai, I found a little bit about it in the Great Spiritual Library."

"If he is released, it could very likely cause casualties."

"We've achieved our goal of teaching the captains a lesson. Now it's time to make the 'Espada' face reality."

"Some people seem to be no longer satisfied with the status quo."

Naraku was stunned for a moment, then grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, and stretched out his arms, making the sound of a bowstring tightening.