Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

But a voice inside him told him that this was not what he wanted.

Breaking through the boundaries of the soul through intangibility to become a transcendent being like Yamamoto Shigekuni is by no means the right path.

He has better options.

For example, the Hōgyoku.

The current Hōgyoku is completely different from the original Hōgyoku.

The constant flow of materials, the inspiration from extraordinary wisdom, and the assistance of Kisuke Urahara and others led to an unimaginable qualitative change in the Hogyoku.

As he played with the gemstones removed from the instrument, a strange light flashed in Aizen's eyes.

A transcendent being, huh? That certainly makes one look forward to it...

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Although the bloodthirsty audience was curious about the changes in Las Noches and Hueco Mundo, they held important positions and had heavy duties within their teams, making it impossible for them to leave Soul Society for extended periods.

So after confirming that Yamamoto and Naraku Sora were alright, Kyoraku Shunsui and the others took a quick stroll around Hueco Mundo and then hurriedly left.

Naraku Sora originally planned to go back as well, but just as he was about to leave, he saw an unexpected guest arrive.

Wearing a white lab coat and with scarab beetle patterns painted on his face, Mayuri Kurotsuchi...

Every time I see this guy, the patterns on his face change, just like his unstable mental state.

If you were to find the most psychologically disturbed person in Soul Society, Naraku Sora would definitely be the first choice.

When he saw Naraku go missing, Mayuri Kurotsuchi grinned, revealing a terrifying smile that could stop a child from crying at night.

"Lord Naraku, don't rush to leave."

“The project that Szayelaporro and I are working on has made new progress, and I think you would be interested.”

Upon hearing this, Nai Luo Kong was taken aback.

What projects could be associated with him?

Could it be that they are researching the supreme physical body of a transcendent being?

Seemingly sensing Naraku Sora's thoughts, Mayuri Kurotsuchi's lips curled into an even more exaggerated smile, his golden teeth gleaming in the sunlight, which, combined with the patterns on his face, made him look particularly eerie.

"Your research project is still in the queue; it's a project I mentioned to Kisuke Urahara some time ago."

"Do you remember what made Ulquiorra Cifer special?"

Upon hearing this, Naraku thought for a few seconds.

Then, he looked enlightened.

"Half-ruined state?"

A look of relief appeared on Mayuri Kurotsuchi's face. Although Naraku Sora was usually a bit unreliable, he remembered everything that concerned those close to him.

It's no wonder so many people choose to follow them loyally.

"Lord Naraku, it's like this. Through my and Szayelaporro's in-depth research on Mr. Ulquiorra, we discovered that he possesses a certain amount of Soul King power within his body."

Since joining the Naraku Research Group, Mayuri Kurotsuchi has had considerable contact with fragments of the Soul King and has even participated in the improvement project of the Hogyoku.

He also shared all the information Aizen had accumulated over the years with him without reservation.

In his eyes, both Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi were not only scientists whose talents were no less than his, but also powerful aids in his research.

"It's the power of the Spirit King again."

Naraku Sora stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

This thing is truly amazing; both villains and heroes flock to it.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi nodded, his expression serious.

"Through special means of stimulation, Mr. Ulquiorra has been able to perfectly master this power and has used it to develop the Second Release."

Naraku Sora's eyes widened, revealing a look of surprise.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi grinned like a mad scientist: "Inspired by this, I realized that the Soul King fragments could be developed into more Arrancar under certain conditions."

"Perhaps, the other Espada can do it too..."

"Second stage, release!"

Chapter 357 You call this Second Stage Release?

Upon hearing Mayuri Kurotsuchi's words, Naraku Sora immediately became interested.

He was aware of Ulquiorra's second release technique.

Although I've never seen him before, I have a general impression that Ulquiorra will not only be closer to his original form after his second release, but his strength will also be enhanced.

I originally thought this was Ulquiorra's exclusive ability, but now Mayuri Kurotsuchi has actually developed a research project that allows everyone to use their second-stage Resurrección, which is truly surprising.

"Truly worthy of being my top strategist."

Naraku Sora grinned, his face beaming with delight, and declared, "I hereby declare that Mayuri, your wisdom has surpassed that of Urahara Kisuke, and is second only to mine."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was quite pleased with the first half of the sentence, but the second half left him feeling somewhat uneasy.

Second only to Naraku Sora, what's the difference between that and being mentally challenged?

Despite inwardly grumbling, he dared not show it on his face.

After all, there's the precedent of Kisuke Urahara; a slight misstep could lead to being a strongman who locks up men.

In terms of intelligence, he boasted that he could crush his superior, but in terms of physical strength, no matter how well prepared he was, he could not shake him in the slightest.

The enormous gap had completely made Mayuri Kurotsuchi abandon his dangerous idea of ​​overthrowing his superior.

Anyway, working under Naraku Karate means you have plenty of rare materials and top-of-the-line equipment.

Most importantly, Naraku Sora would never presume to offer opinions on areas he knew nothing about, unlike those ignorant nobles.

This alone is enough to make countless people devoted to it.

Soon, Naraku Sora, led by Mayuri Kurotsuchi, arrived at a spacious and bright laboratory.

Unlike the stingy standards of Soul Society, Las Noches has no shortage of land.

Laboratories, which are rooms that can be used in great ways, are always built to be as large as possible, sometimes so large that you can't even see the end of them at a glance.

As soon as he entered the house, Szayelaporro greeted him with great enthusiasm.

"Your Majesty, you have arrived."

Naraku Sora waved his hand dismissively, completely ignoring the other person's enthusiasm.

"Pink Pineapple, Mayuri said you and he teamed up to create a second Resurrección, what's the result?"

"Bring it up quickly."

Despite having heard Naraku's peculiar title countless times, Szayelaporro still felt somewhat uncomfortable and could only numbly correct him:

"It is Szayelaporro, Your Majesty, not Pink Pineapple."

"They're all the same, they're all the same."

Szayelaporro shook his head, unable to refute.

Pink pineapple it is, whatever, the king has the biggest fist.

That's how it is in Hueco Mundo; whoever has the bigger fist gets to speak.

While the two were talking, Mayuri Kurotsuchi released Ulquiorra from the container.

He remained pale and expressionless, like a vengeful ghost who had died unjustly in a horror movie.

Upon seeing Naraku, Ulquiorra bowed respectfully.

"How many times have I told you, you're not allowed to kneel."

"I'm not a vain guy like Lao Bai, I don't care that much."

Naraku waved his hand dismissively.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ulquiorra verbally agreed, but judging from his expression, he will most likely do the same thing next time they meet.

This child is great in every way, except that he is too rigid in some things.

"Lord Ulquiorra, demonstrate your second Resurrección for the King."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi offered a reminder from the side.

Upon hearing this, Ulquiorra frowned:

Is it right here?

"It might be a bit noisy the first time you use it."

The group exchanged glances, all seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

"Then let's go outside Hueco Mundo."

Before long, the group arrived at the boundless desert.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Ulquiorra drew his blade from his waist, held it in reverse grip in front of him, his eyes indifferent, staring straight ahead.

"Seal it off, Blackwing Demon."

It remains the same original Resurrection Verse, without any changes.

The moment his words fell, a dark green pillar of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, and the heavy oppressive feeling fell upon the desert as if the sky were collapsing.

The once deep blue sky was now covered by thick clouds.

A chilling, oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

pat.

Spiritual particles gathered in large quantities in the clouds, causing liquefaction.

Dark green raindrops fell and blended into the silvery-white sand sea.