Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

The new 2nd Division Captain Utakage, 3rd Division Ichimaru Gin, 4th Division Saito Immortal, 5th Division Urahara Kisuke, 6th Division Kuchiki Kyouga, 7th Division Komamura Sajin, 8th Division Shikato Hakunsai, 9th Division Tosen Kaname, 10th Division Matsumoto Rangiku, and 12th Division Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

The only missing units are the 11th and 13th Divisions.

They could have easily chosen a few from among the officials to fill the positions, but they all declined because they were deemed not capable enough.

For these extremely proud individuals, taking on the role of captain without sufficient strength would only bring shame upon the new Gotei 13.

It would also embarrass Lord Naraku.

Naraku Sora did not press the matter.

There are still a few SR cards waiting for him to draw in Rukongai; who knows, he might discover a few more geniuses someday.

There is one thing that I should pay attention to.

Looking at the thriving Shin-O Prison, Naraku Sora stroked his chin and then decisively walked towards a small courtyard.

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Kisuke Urahara has been in a good mood lately.

Although he was assigned the duties of a new squad leader, his work didn't increase much; he still had to work on new inventions and research the Gates of Hell.

I don't know why, but just a while ago we could still spot traces of the Gates of Hell, but suddenly they disappeared.

Current observation equipment cannot detect even the slightest trace.

Even if he occasionally detects fluctuations, the Gates of Hell vanish instantly by the time he arrives.

He had absolutely no clue about this unusual change.

We had no choice but to bite the bullet and start studying it again.

In the courtyard, Kisuke Urahara sat in a rocking chair, humming an unknown tune, picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and savored the fragrance on his lips and teeth, his expression extremely pleasant.

Ever since someone started wasting time, he has felt completely relaxed.

Aside from doing research, he enjoys life, brewing tea and burning incense, and occasionally he can find time to read a few issues of "Seireitei Correspondence".

Is there a more beautiful day than this?

Kisuke Urahara stretched and reached for the fruit plate next to him.

I missed my chance.

Ok?

Didn't I just cut the fruit?

I turned my head instinctively, only to see the face I least wanted to see.

Kisuke Urahara gasped, quickly closing his eyes and trying to convince himself it was a nightmare, not real.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he saw that face looking at him with a half-smile, as if it were admiring something interesting.

There was a few seconds of silence.

He chuckled awkwardly and said, "Lord Naraku, what brings you here?"

Naraku Sora didn't reply, but just chewed on his fruit and glanced at the book in Urahara Kisuke's hand.

Issue 172 of the "Collected Correspondence of Seong Ling-ting".

If I remember correctly, Shan Laotou published his photo collection "Skeleton" in this issue.

I used to watch every episode of Naraku Sora without missing a single one.

After watching the preview for the previous episode, I deliberately skipped this one to avoid tarnishing my eyes.

I never expected Kisuke Urahara to be so formidable; he truly deserves to be my top strategist.

Truly courageous.

Kisuke Urahara felt uneasy under the gaze of someone, fearing that this guy would send out some more outrageous missions.

Just as he was filled with apprehension, Nairoku's eyes suddenly turned serious, and he said earnestly:

"Kisuke, are there still materials in the warehouse for creating a Transcendent Body?"

Kisuke Urahara hesitated for a moment: "Yes, it's not a rare material. If we were to gather it on the spot, we should be able to make about ten or eight."

"Alright, I'll give you a task: make a few Transcendent God Bodies right now, we need them immediately."

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's just about creating a Transcendental Body, it's quite easy. Before, in order to teach Naraku Sora Bankai, his proficiency increased dramatically.

It won't take much time to manufacture them right now.

What puzzled him was why so many Transcendental Bodies were suddenly needed.

This thing can usually only be used by Shinigami who have reached the required spiritual pressure and a certain level of understanding of their Zanpakuto.

There probably aren't many people in the team barracks who meet the requirements, right?

Although he didn't understand, Kisuke Urahara didn't ask any further questions. He would find out when he needed to use it.

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The desolate hill behind the team's quarters.

Several upright figures stood on the open ground, and everyone's eyes were focused on Naraku Sora standing in front of them.

He was holding a stack of white cardboard cutouts of people, and he was speaking earnestly:

"This is the Transformation Body that I mentioned to you before."

"Its ability is simple: it can shorten the time it takes for a Shinigami to master Bankai, but it also carries considerable risk."

"If one is defeated by a materialized Zanpakuto during use, one's spirit and soul will suffer varying degrees of damage."

"No one can interfere in your battle with your Zanpakuto; you can only rely on yourselves."

"Now, does anyone want to quit?"

Gin Ichimaru, Sajin Komamura, and Rangiku Matsumoto all shook their heads.

As one of the few captains in the new Gotei 13 who had not mastered Bankai, they always felt that their strength was insufficient to shoulder the responsibility.

So, besides paperwork, all that's left is to engage in intense, competitive work; if all else fails, you can find someone else to fight with.

The reason I work so hard is so that I can learn Bankai as soon as possible and repay the kindness of the person in front of me.

Now that there's a quick way, we're willing to try it no matter how dangerous it is.

Seeing the determined looks in everyone's eyes, Naraku was very satisfied and gave a nod to the person next to him.

Kisuke Urahara sighed deeply, then reluctantly stepped forward and planted a Transcendental Body in the ground.

"Alright, who wants to go first?"

"I."

Komamura Sajin strode forward with firm steps, drew his Zanpakuto, and plunged it in without hesitation.

A dazzling red light burst forth in an instant.

A tall, imposing figure in red appeared in everyone's sight.

Without a word, the dog and the knife exchanged a glance and understood each other's thoughts, then charged at each other.

Komamura Sajin's strength had already reached the required level long ago.

However, mastering Bankai requires not only spiritual pressure but also an understanding of the Zanpakuto.

He wasn't very good at this, so he fell behind his friend Tosen Kaname.

Now that we have the opportunity to speedrun, we should definitely seize it.

The battle with the dog knife was exceptionally fierce, with short hairs flying everywhere and blood everywhere.

However, Komamura Sajin was clearly a step above the materialized Zanpakuto. After paying a price, he unleashed a deafening roar.

The massive blade cleaved the red figure in front of them in two.

At that moment, a terrifying surge of spiritual pressure swept through the entire barracks and continued to spread outwards.

The Shinigami of the Gotei 13 also sensed this powerful aura.

In an instant, countless curious gazes turned toward the back mountain of the True Central Prison, trying to discern the identity of this spiritual pressure.

Even Yamamoto from the First Division stopped writing with his brush, came under the eaves, and squinted his eyes.

"This spiritual pressure fluctuation..."

The big dog looked ahead with a face full of joy, its lips curving upwards involuntarily.

"Lord Naraku, I have not failed you!"

Naraku Sora grinned: "Do you still have the strength? Try out your Bankai."

Komamura Sajin nodded vigorously, his blood-stained hands gripping his Zanpakuto tightly, unleashing an unprecedentedly powerful spiritual pressure.

A crimson light shot into the sky, stirring up waves of dust, and a terrifying pressure permeated the surroundings, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

When the charge reached its limit, Komamura's eyes snapped open, his blood-red maw snapped open, and he let out a deafening roar:

"Swastika!"

"Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King!"

The red light intensified and became increasingly dazzling.

hum-

As the ground groaned under the weight, the red light transformed into a colossal creature that stood atop the back mountain, its terrifying size even surpassing the surrounding peaks.

It was a gigantic, black-armored warrior, a hundred meters tall, with a red mask on his face and a pair of golden eyes that radiated a savage aura.

His entire body was covered in heavy armor, and he was bound by thick black ropes behind him. His right hand was tightly gripping a giant blade that was tens of meters long.

Regardless of strength or weakness, it certainly looks incredibly fierce.

Just standing there gives people a suffocating sense of oppression.