Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"Hey, I did it!"

Chapter 287 I'm sorry, I couldn't satisfy Lord Naraku.

Beneath the crescent moon, a tall figure emerged from the shattered light, her curves alluring, her face etched with aloof arrogance, like an iceberg that had never melted in a thousand years.

A large white cloak hung down behind him, billowing in the strong wind.

The Arrancars looked at the beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield with puzzled expressions, not understanding what had happened.

Until that familiar smile appeared on that delicate face:

"As expected of me!"

"Mortals, worship! This is the astonishing wisdom of Lady Lilynette!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Halibel's eyes, and she exclaimed in astonishment, "It's Lilynet? How did she suddenly become like this?"

"It is the soul."

Szayelaporro adjusted his monocle, some calculated data flashing across the lens, and an expectant look appeared on his face.

"Stark and Lilynette were originally one person, but because they were too lonely, they split their souls into two due to intense longing."

“You have always thought that Stark is the main character.”

"But according to my research, Stark is more like a part of Lilynette that split off because she was too powerful."

"When we Arrancar release our Zanpakuto, we often reintegrate our core into our soul, revealing our original form."

“From the very beginning of our acquaintance, Lilynette has been deliberately suppressing her own power.”

"However, when she realizes that the companions she has finally come to trust will not die from the overflowing spiritual pressure, the fear that was born from the depths of her heart will dissipate on its own."

"Therefore, she gained a deeper understanding of her own form and thus came to comprehend a new posture."

Naraku Sora, who had moved closer, suddenly realized something and slammed his hand together:

"Second stage release?"

Szayelaporro glanced at his king with some surprise, then a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"There's nothing wrong with understanding it that way."

"Undoubtedly, Lilynette is now much stronger than Stark in his Resurrection form, and her performance may also change."

"Therefore, Your Majesty must be careful in the upcoming battle."

Naraku was stunned for a moment, then grinned, revealing a chilling smile:

"I couldn't ask for more."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lilynette, who was far away, became familiar with the changes in herself. A blazing spiritual pressure brewed on her body, outlining distorted lines, and the earth beneath her feet emitted a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

The moment he took a step forward, his tall figure suddenly blurred and appeared in front of Naraku Sora in an instant.

"Kong, have you ever lost?"

She still looks like a young girl, but her figure is developed a bit too well. Coupled with her naturally aloof face, she gives people the illusion that Esdeath is standing in front of them.

However, she remains the same boisterous and outspoken Lilynette, even as she grows up.

She opened her arms, and countless spiritual particles condensed, instantly forming new twin pistols that landed in her hands, with countless points of light blooming at the muzzle.

Two slender arms were crossed in front of her, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

With the pull of the trigger, endless Cero flashes transformed into a torrent, forming an apocalyptic scene like a tsunami, distorting space itself.

It was even more terrifying than the Cero when Stark was in control. Just standing near that torrent put immense pressure on one's soul, and one's physical strength was constantly being drained away.

The Kyrians who came with them, though irrational, still trembled under the suffocating pressure.

Even on the edge of the battlefield, they buried their heads in the silver sand, leaving most of their bodies exposed, which looked quite comical.

As a terrifying Arrancar with its own power, Lilynette revealed her true fangs to the world for the first time.

Grimmjow stared in shock at the scene before him.

He had never been entirely convinced of Stark's abilities.

He's lazy and good-for-nothing all day long, often lying on the roof sleeping. When he does take on a challenge, he just uses some kind of Cero to get by.

Although the innate numerical values ​​are terrifying.

But Grimmjow believed that as long as he diligently trained, worked hard to improve himself, and continuously participated in battles, he could make up for the gap between the two of them with his outstanding combat talent and experience.

At that time, the title of No. 1 of the Ten Blades will naturally be his.

Talent is just the starting point; you can surpass it with hard work.

However, Grimmjow's illusions are now being shattered bit by bit.

The sheer volume of flashes alone, resembling a catastrophe, instilled despair and utterly extinguished any fighting spirit.

While the other Arrancars were filled with emotion, Naraku Sora remained unaffected, a smile of excitement playing on his lips.

It truly lives up to its reputation as the top dipping sauce under his command.

This strength far surpasses that of the other Espada.

This also shows just how lazy Stark usually is.

Despite possessing immense power, he often goes toe-to-toe with Barragán and Szayelaporro, showing absolutely no dominance befitting the number one player.

Facing the torrent of Cero, Naraku Ku's mouth opened wide, and in the instant his arms stretched out, patterns symbolizing the power of Shunpo appeared on his perfect body. Flesh and blood shifted, tendons and bones rubbed together, and the sound of metal clashing was heard.

Bring your five fingers together, clench your fist, and charge straight in!

Black Flash!

The dark red spiritual pressure condensed into visible lightning, which erupted from the fist and instantly covered the entire battlefield.

The earth trembled violently the moment the two collided.

Azure and black and red intertwine, staining the night sky and presenting a state of opposing forces.

But soon, the two colors blended together as if they were being mixed.

In an instant, a tremendous roar erupted, and visible shockwaves surged outwards, with terrifying aftershocks spreading outwards from Narakuku.

There are no fancy abilities, nor is there any overwhelming spiritual pressure.

There was nothing but the purest clash of forces.

Naraku Sora strolled amidst the interwoven black and red lightning, like a true demon god, tearing apart the Cero that Lilynet had placed so much hope in, and came straight to her.

"You're still a long way from overthrowing the Heavenly Gang!"

However, Lilynette showed no fear in the face of this all-around pressure. With a grin, she threw her two pistols into the air.

Two flashes of light shot out without warning, striking Naraku in the chest.

Although it had no effect, it bought Lilynette precious time.

Countless spiritual particles gathered, forming a long cross-shaped sword.

The moment the fair hand grasped the sword, the hundreds-of-meters-long blade descended like a whip, slashing down at Naraku.

A powerful suppressive force descended instantly, and the sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening.

The two tall figures quickly became entangled, occasionally unleashing astonishing shockwaves that whipped up hurricanes across the desert.

Unlike her ranged attacks when she was dominated by Stark, Lilynette seems to prefer melee combat.

Before she released her blade, she possessed a long, crescent-shaped sword, but because most of her power was split off, it appeared quite weak.

Putting aside skills for now, just their fighting spirit alone far surpasses that of the Starks.

In addition, Stark's dual pistols were not idle either.

Because he possesses an autonomous soul, he can occasionally launch Cero attacks to interfere from the sidelines.

While its power may not be immense, it was enough to affect Naraku's actions.

Another simple and unadorned Bone Strike was unleashed, casually blasting Lilynette away before her crimson eyes instantly locked onto the other Arrancar.

Suddenly, the Void creatures felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were being targeted by a natural enemy. The instinctive tremor instantly put them into battle mode.

Four dazzling pillars of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, and a terrifying pressure descended instantly, as if the heavens were collapsing.

The air became thick and murky, making one feel as if they were immersed in mercury.

Without any hesitation, Ulquiorra, his expression indifferent, spread his hands in front of him, and a spear crackling with spiritual energy arcs materialized.

Thunder Spear!

Szayelaporro instantly released his Resurrección, launching the first attack, leaving a deep burn mark on the sand.

Swift as lightning.

After the conception announcement, his strength, speed, and reaction time all improved significantly.

He can maintain calm thinking during battle, while also retaining a touch of madness beneath his rationality.

The fusion of these two personalities brought him infinitely closer to his ideal of a perfect life.

Coupled with his naturally powerful spiritual pressure, Szayelaporro has become the strongest Espada after Lilynette.

next second.

He traversed the distance of space, his wings-like tentacles unfurling behind him, crashing down like a hammer.

At the same time, Ulquiorra's Thunder Spear and Halibel's Trident approached simultaneously.

The sky and the ground were completely sealed off, leaving no room for escape.

As the three attacks landed simultaneously.

boom!!

The silvery-white sand sea trembled violently, countless dust particles were stirred up, forming a huge mushroom cloud that shot straight into the sky, like a raging sea rolling up waves, connecting heaven and earth.

Just when the Arrancar thought they had successfully defeated Naraku, a crimson line appeared on the swirling sandstorm.

Like a brushstroke, it divides the magnificent scene in two.

Amidst the cascading silver sand, a tall, burning figure slowly emerged, wielding a jet-black longsword. Lava patterns shimmered on his body, and black and red lightning crackled around him.