Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

As someone who experienced it firsthand, he still finds it hard to accept even now.

The warden of the prestigious Imperial Prison Shinigami created the new Gotei 13, and a Shinigami of the purest form transformed into the new king of Hueco Mundo.

It would be hard for anyone to believe this.

Even though Yamamoto was used to Naraku's incredible feats, he was still so shocked by what he saw and heard in Hueco Mundo that he couldn't eat roasted sweet potatoes for several days.

Only now have I reluctantly accepted this fact.

Ultimately, it's just that deeply ingrained ideas from thousands of years ago are hard to change.

"Don't be afraid of what I'm about to tell you."

Sparrow glanced at Yamamoto with some confusion, not understanding why Genryusai would say such a thing.

Having faced countless life-and-death situations over thousands of years, what could possibly be worth his fear?

"That kid Sora has taken over Las Noches and become the new king of Hueco Mundo."

"?"

"I was invited to Hueco Mundo a few days ago to undergo a forbidden surgery on my soul."

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"To promote communication between the two worlds, I brought back a batch of Arrancar."

"?"

Sparrow's pupils dilated in shock, his face filled with astonishment.

He now seriously suspects that either he has gone deaf or Yamamoto has gone mad.

Why did you suddenly start talking nonsense?

Could it be that during this trip, the master and disciple got into a passionate fight, and as a result, Master Yuan Liuzhai was defeated by Naraku Kong, and was unable to accept it, leading to a mental breakdown?

Just as Suzakube was trying to convince himself to believe Yamamoto's words, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from the courtyard outside.

Immediately afterwards, the swooping bird swept down and pinpointed the two people's location.

The next second, a very disheveled figure appeared in the corridor.

When Hirako Shinji saw Yamamoto, it was as if he had seen a savior, and he became much more energetic.

He said, breathless:

"Captain-Commander, Naraku Kuro has betrayed us!"

"And my vice-captain, Aizen Sousuke, they secretly collude with Hueco Mundo, researching forbidden matters, using their colleagues as test subjects, and recklessly modifying them!"

Chojiro's expression instantly turned serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"Captain Hirako, do you have any evidence to support your claim?"

"Slandering a colleague without evidence will get you locked up in the Shin-o Prison."

Upon hearing the words "Shinji Prison," Shinji Hirako couldn't help but shudder, subconsciously recalling his previous experiences.

Although most of his wounds have healed, the deep cut that penetrated his internal organs still causes him a dull ache.

Damn it!

"Of course!"

Shinji Hirako immediately began to reveal himself: "I am the victim. Aizen Sousuke, together with Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, and an unknown Hollowfied, subjected me to Hollowfication."

"Etherealization is... Gan. Why do I say so much? Just take a look and you'll understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, to the astonishment of the Sparrowbeard, Hirako Shinji unleashed a spiritual pressure that was completely unlike that of a Shinigami.

The materialized light, like mud, enveloped his figure.

An armor-like white bone mask was attached to Hirako Shinji's face, drastically changing his appearance.

An uncontrollable, violent aura surged wildly within the room.

He thought his move would intimidate the captain and vice-captain of the First Division, but when Hirako Shinji looked at Yamamoto, he didn't see any surprise in him.

On the contrary, Yamamoto frowned, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.

The vice-captain of the Sparrow Division, however, looked shocked and cooperated perfectly.

Just as Hirako Shinji was puzzled, Yamamoto slowly spoke:

"Captain Hirako, why does your Hollowfication look like..."

"So weak?"

Hirako Mako: "?"

Is this a matter of being weak or not?

Shouldn't you be shocked to see me like this?

"No need to be confused, I have my reasons for saying this."

"The so-called 'virtualization' should not be limited to this."

Under Hirako Shinji's horrified gaze, Yamamoto raised his hand and gently pressed it against the aged face.

The swirling ripples quickly gathered, forming a white bone mask with interwoven black and red colors.

Hirako Shinji gasped, unable to contain his fear any longer, and even his voice became distorted.

"Commander-in-Chief, you..."

Yamamoto shook his head in disappointment, and a superimposed, electronically synthesized voice echoed in the room:

"This is true etherealization!"

Looking into those golden eyes, Hirako Shinji's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling a bone-chilling cold.

Has the sky over Soul Society finally collapsed?

……

……

"Sousuke, I told you it would work!"

Inside the laboratory, Naraku Sora looked smug.

Aizen, standing nearby, was intently watching the changes in various data and charts on the screen.

Although most of his energy was devoted to scientific research, it was still very easy for him to spare even a tenth of his attention to appease someone.

One success doesn't prove anything.

"Perhaps it was because Shinji Hirako's soul was more compatible with Hollows that he was able to complete the Resurrección experiment."

Upon hearing this, Naraku raised an eyebrow:

"Speaking of this, there's probably no one in the world more suited to it than me, right?"

Aizen's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, paused involuntarily as an image of someone in Hollowfication unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

"It is precisely because they are so well-matched that unpredictable results are possible."

"I will never agree to your resurrection experiment unless I am 100% certain."

"We can do more preparation before that."

Naraku Sora asked instinctively, "Prepare what?"

Aizen stopped what he was doing, turned around, and said seriously:

"More test subjects."

Chapter 348 There are bad people and good people among the hypocrites.

First Squad, Conference Room.

In the spacious and bright room, Yamamoto sat at the head of the table, his aged hands resting on his swirling cane, his dignified gaze sweeping over the punctually arriving crowd.

Today is the monthly team leader meeting, which is held as usual.

In addition to summarizing his daily work, he also plans to announce a few important things.

Because the importance of this meeting was specifically emphasized, all the team leaders were present.

Even Kiryu Hikifune, who is usually immersed in scientific research and often has Hiyori Sarugaki attend in his place, came to the meeting room.

Looking at the captains filing in, a hint of confusion appeared on her face.

Although I rarely pay attention to outside affairs, I still don't miss some important things.

If I remember correctly, the Soul Society has been peaceful lately, and no terrible incidents have occurred, right?

In addition, why are there several unfamiliar faces in the meeting room?

Moreover, their aura seemed to...

As Kiryuki looked at the somewhat lazy-looking middle-aged men standing on either side of the room, a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.

So strong...

This person's strength is definitely above that of an ordinary Shinigami captain!

It could even be said that at least half the people in the meeting room were no match for him.

When did such a figure appear in the Seireitei?

wrong!

The other unfamiliar faces didn't seem to be much weaker either.

As she pondered, two more figures entered the meeting room.

One of them is someone everyone recognizes: Kyoraku Shunsui, the captain of the 8th Division and the beloved disciple of the Captain-Commander.

As for the other person...

With a head of gray hair, wearing a crown-like headdress, and a robust and imposing physique, he stood out from the crowd.

Kyoraku Shunsui, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, chatted amiably with the man, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.