Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

No, no, absolutely not!

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The Invisible Empire, Silver Frame City.

The Quincy gathered in the central square, their excellent training allowing them to form neat and orderly square formations.

The members of the Sternritter stood at the very front of the procession, their expressions respectful.

Yhwach appeared on the high platform, his gaze calmly fixed on the Quincy formation below and the Knights of the Order at the very front.

Hasward raised his eyes, looking at the figure above with utmost respect, a hint of fanaticism flashing in his eyes.

His Majesty has broken the prophecy's limitations and possesses power beyond all limits ahead of schedule.

This time, we will surely bring about a beautiful world without fear.

The entire city of Silverframe was utterly silent, exuding a solemn atmosphere.

Yhwach looked at the Quincy with approval, quite satisfied with the results of their training over the years.

To him, the power of the Quincy is his power; as long as they are tempered by war, they will become stronger.

Once one initiates the sanctification, the power gained will also increase accordingly.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Yhwach slowly spoke, his heavy and majestic voice reaching everyone's ears.

"Gentlemen, are you prepared to die?"

Chapter 411 Yhwach's Primary Goal

As the time recorded in the "Ode to the Holy Emperor" drew near, the atmosphere in Seireitei grew increasingly solemn.

The Grim Reapers moved in haste, their faces tense, as if afraid of accidentally affecting others.

The team leaders were clearly under a lot of pressure, but they didn't show it to their subordinates.

The only one with the heaviest burden, the Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, still looked leisurely, spending his days mingling between the various squads and occasionally pointing fingers at the other Shinigami.

Occasionally, when the mood strikes, I'll delve into the art of spirit cooking, and then randomly select a lucky person to receive the benefit of increased spiritual pressure.

However, most of the time, weaker Grim Reapers simply cannot enjoy this.

Often, after eating a serving of shaved ice, one has to lie in bed for ten days to half a month.

After adjusting the equipment to be ready to go, Kisuke Urahara of the Technology Development Bureau let out a long sigh of relief and approached Aizen with some curiosity.

"Mr. Aizen, as you suggested, the Hyperdimensional Gate for transmitting spiritual particles has been temporarily closed."

"But I feel..."

Urahara Kisuke looked troubled.

As one of the creators of the semi-permanent transverse portal, he was well aware of the problems with this teleportation device.

If discovered by the Quincy, they could very well travel directly to the Spirit King Palace through the Hyperboundary Gate.

If Lord Soul King were to be accidentally killed by a Quincy, that would be a serious problem.

If we are not careful, it could lead to an apocalyptic catastrophe that affects the entire three realms.

Aizen picked up his teacup, glanced at him expressionlessly, and said calmly:

"Spending too much time with the air has made your thinking a bit rigid."

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Naraku Sora, who was standing next to him, looked up and cast a questioning glance at his adopted son.

Aizen ignored him and continued speaking to himself:

"Your mission is to conceal the semi-permanent transdimensional gate, but haven't you considered that Mr. Nie also has a mission?"

"With the amplitude of the spiritual particle fluctuations of the Transcendental Gate, it would be impossible to hide it from Yhwach."

"The reason I did this was to make them realize the importance of this facility."

“Once Yhwach realizes that the Transcendental Gate leads to the Spirit King’s Palace, he will go there at all costs.”

"If he could get in..."

Aizen didn't continue speaking, and Kisuke Urahara understood what he meant.

Within the passage formed by the semi-permanent transverse gate, other means were deployed that, at certain times, could pose a threat to enemies of Yhwach's caliber.

Perhaps Aizen had already tampered with things when he last went to the Soul King's Palace.

Kisuke Urahara sighed, thinking that having an enemy like that would make it impossible to sleep well.

Even so, he was still somewhat worried about the impending war.

After all, the war a thousand years ago nearly wiped out the Gotei 13.

Although the current Gotei 13 is several times stronger than it was back then, the Wandenreich must have been preparing for war over the past thousand years.

You seem very anxious.

Aizen took a sip of tea and said calmly.

Even with such thorough preparation, is it still impossible to soothe your anxiety?

Kisuke Urahara hesitated for a moment, then nodded and whispered:

"Although we captured a Sternritter named Cheruj Opie in our early years and extracted a lot of useful information from him."

"But as long as the higher-ups of the Invisible Empire aren't fools, they can easily realize that their intelligence has been leaked, and therefore they will definitely make corresponding adjustments."

"Therefore, I am very worried in the absence of the relevant intelligence."

After speaking his mind, Kisuke Urahara's expression relaxed considerably.

Upon hearing this, Naraku grinned and said, "But you overlooked one thing, Kisuke."

"What?" Kisuke Urahara was taken aback.

"No matter how they adjust, the Quincy's strength has a limit."

Aizen picked up where someone left off, put down his teacup, and with a gentle, elegant smile, continued.

"We just need to make the corresponding deployments based on the other party's upper limit."

"No matter what happens, just follow me and move forward with Sora."

"So……"

"We have no rivals ahead!"

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The First Squadron barracks, in the courtyard.

Naraku Sora sat in a rocking chair, enjoying the cool breeze and savoring the beauty of his leisure time.

Rangiku, standing quietly beside her, smiled and stood guard like a dutiful little maid.

It's worth mentioning that she volunteered to be the vice-captain of the First Division, and gave Naraku Sora a reason that she couldn't refuse.

Since Urahara-san and Aizen-san are already handling the team affairs, it's better to find someone more pleasing to the eye than to appoint someone else as captain.

Naraku Sora could not refute this, and after careful consideration, he temporarily appointed Rangiku as the vice-captain.

This is a huge victory for the orange-haired cat.

For a period of time afterward, Rangiku performed flawlessly, either learning how to brew tea from Chojiro Sasakibe or researching the secrets of roasting sweet potatoes with Naraku Sora.

Of course, in Naraku Sora's eyes, all of this was just a disguise.

This girl will only be peaceful for a while, after which she will reveal her true colors and completely let loose.

But before that, enjoying yourself is the right thing to do.

"I'm so bored lately!"

Realizing that no one was around, Rangiku's tense body immediately relaxed, and she leaned lazily against the doorpost.

"Everyone is preparing for war, and there's not even anyone to drink with."

"But if I remember correctly, there's still..."

Before she could finish speaking, her expression changed drastically.

Naraku Sora, who was lying in a rocking chair taking a nap with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the direction outside the courtyard.

A heavy spiritual pressure suddenly descended, and bursts of dazzling, condensed spiritual flames shot straight into the sky like volcanic eruptions, turning the area into a battlefield.

Several black shadows moved quickly through the shadows inside the building and soon appeared in the barracks of the First Squad.

A terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from the shadows as Quincy, dressed in white uniforms and with their faces covered by special masks, descended into the courtyard.

The blue flames exuded a chilling aura, imbuing the barracks with the presence of a Quincy.

"Hmm? It's different from what the intelligence report said?"

When the Quincy saw the figure lying in the rocking chair, they uttered sounds of confusion.

"Where is Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni?"

"Could he have already died of old age?"

Naraku Sora frowned, while Rangiku beside him was already ready for battle.

As soon as her captain gave the order, she immediately crushed those small fry with the gray cat.

"It doesn't matter, everyone's the same."

"Captain, we are here to declare war."

"The headquarters of the Gotei 13 was so easily infiltrated. Is your defense system really that weak...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling white lightning bolt swept across the entire courtyard, instantly vaporizing the Quincy who had spoken.

Only one person remained, seemingly still reeling from the sudden disaster.