Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

It can even control the inverted switch at will, thereby affecting the enemy's status.

Let's resolve this as soon as possible.

If he remembered correctly, this guy named Yaskin seemed to be able to absorb the enemy's spiritual particles, thus becoming immune to the opponent's attacks.

Shinji Hirako used Shunpo to leave afterimages on the street, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Askin, raising his Zanpakuto.

The spiritual pressure enveloped the blade, causing it to radiate a golden light.

Then, he slashed forward.

puff-

Blood splattered, instantly staining the blade. Yaskin's face contorted in agony as he endured intense pain.

"Seriously, it's been a long time since I've encountered such a tricky ability."

"He suffered such a serious injury right after the first exchange of blows..."

Hirako Shinji grinned, showing no intention of replying, and was trying to cut deeper, hoping to sever the head with the mocking smile.

He had a bad feeling that he hadn't been able to take down his opponent immediately.

"Poison pool".

As Yaskin's voice changed, the ground beneath his feet was instantly stained with vibrant colors, like water mixed with soap, shimmering yet concealing deadly danger.

Hirako Shinji's pupils contracted sharply, and he instantly felt a loss of strength in his body.

Askin gently pulled the Zanpakuto from his shoulder and began to heal by manipulating his spiritual energy.

"The reason I didn't come out to fight immediately was because I noticed the abnormality of the spiritual particles within Seireitei. You guys actually poisoned the air and buildings."

As he said this, Yaskin's lips twitched involuntarily.

Before launching the war, he had considered the possible plans that the Gotei 13 might have prepared in advance, but he never expected that the Shinigami would be so despicable.

But it must be said that this tactic is indeed effective.

Previous observations have shown that many Quincy soldiers have undergone physical mutations due to their forced manipulation of spiritual particles in the air.

Although his strength was enhanced to some extent, he gradually lost his rationality due to the infection of the venom.

The number of casualties continues to rise.

"Alright, I don't have time to explain too much to you."

Askin's bracelet expanded and burst open, revealing a spirit longbow in his hand, with the Holy Annihilation Arrow resting on the illusory bowstring.

The sharp arrow was aimed at Hirako Shinji.

Cold sweat beaded on Hirako Shinji's forehead, and he subconsciously swallowed.

Was the reversal a little too fast?

This guy actually adapted to the ability to reverse the flow so quickly?!

Just as Askin was about to shoot Hirako Shinji in the head with an arrow, a voice suddenly rang out from behind.

"Captain Hirako, you're in a real sorry state."

"Throughout this journey, you're the only captain who's fallen behind, truly dragging the entire team down."

Hirako Shinji had prominent blue veins on his forehead.

"Aizen..."

Whenever I make a fool of myself, this bastard always shows up right on time.

He now even suspects that Aizen inserted a surveillance camera into his body during the previous Hollowfication surgery.

"Yes, nine."

Aizen smiled, seemingly having guessed what the other party was thinking.

"If there were no surveillance equipment, how could I have scouted the location?"

Hirako Shinji gritted his teeth and glared angrily, wishing he could explode right now at this insolent vice-captain.

It's worth mentioning that Naraku Sora originally intended to appoint Kisuke Urahara as the captain of the Fifth Division, but later, due to his busy research work, he was transferred back to the Technology Development Bureau.

The Fifth Division is still led by Shinji Hirako.

Aizen, as if bound by some obsession, continued to steadfastly hold onto his position as vice-captain.

Although most of the time, his words carried more weight than the captain's.

After mocking Hirako Shinji, Aizen seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and even looked at Askin more pleasing to the eye.

"Spiritual particles, poison..."

"Askin of the Divine Pardon Guard, he's a good test subject."

Yaskin frowned, staring intently at the figure that had stormed into the battlefield, and subconsciously tightened his grip on the spirit longbow.

Upon seeing the other person, he felt a strong sense of unease, just as he had felt when he was personally summoned by His Majesty Yhwach after the first Imperial Conference.

The guy in front of me, wearing the vice-captain's armband, gave off a very dangerous vibe.

The cautious Askin disarmed himself with a backhand motion, raising poison orbs in his hands and circling them around his body like stars.

"He's just a guy who's not even a captain..."

After muttering something under his breath, he threw out the poison orbs in his hand one after another, preparing to build up a lethal dose of spiritual pressure from a distance, so as to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

"Be careful, this guy can poison our spiritual energy, and he's also immune to our spiritual pressure!"

Unable to escape the effects of the poison pool, Hirako Shinji could only try to warn Aizen with words to prevent the reinforcements who had finally arrived from being caught off guard.

The poison ball shot out and exploded above Aizen, instantly turning the sky a deep purple.

At the same time, a thin mist, visible to the naked eye, fell rapidly, spreading lethal amounts of toxins in the air.

Seeing that his opponent made no move, Yaskin finally relaxed, and a victorious smile appeared on his lips.

The battle is over.

Once covered by the poisonous fog, even those stronger than the captain will find it difficult to escape death.

Arrogance and conceit destroyed this guy named Aizen.

However, the next second, Jaskin's smile suddenly froze, and a strong sense of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

Aizen was completely unaffected, strolling leisurely towards his location, each step the same distance, as if precisely measured.

What about my lethal dose?!

Sweat beaded on Yaskin's forehead, and his unease grew stronger.

Without hesitation, he immediately activated his Perfected Body, and a massive pillar of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, with the Cross of Annihilation standing tall above, radiating a heavy aura.

A shattering sound rang out, and Yaskin reappeared in their sight.

At this moment, numerous complex molecular structures appeared all over his body, and a star-cross halo of molecular structures appeared above his head, followed by a dense poisonous fog spreading out.

"The Domain of Poison".

The enormous poison sphere condensed in Askin's hand like a Spirit Bomb, expanding continuously until it enveloped the entire battlefield.

The moment he was caught in the blast, Hirako Shinji's face turned ashen, and his breathing became extremely difficult.

Aizen, on the other hand, did not stop. Instead, he went straight to Askin and, under Askin's unusually ugly expression, slowly raised his right hand.

"The premise of controlling the balance of variables is that both parties are on an equal footing."

Aizen calmly stated, "But if the gap between them is too great, then the so-called perfect ability will seem..."

"It's full of flaws."

Amidst Jaskin's despairing gaze, a calm voice rang out:

"The black coffin."

boom!!

A profound darkness rose from the ground, and endless spiritual pressure surged down, with visible twisted lines covering Askin's left and right.

In an instant, the solid iron wall stood like a mountain amidst the ruins, clearly visible even from tens of kilometers away.

It has become a unique sight on the battlefield of Seireitei.

Shinji Hirako stared in disbelief at the extravagant black coffin.

He knew Aizen was strong, but he didn't expect him to be so ridiculously strong, to the point that he was practically inhuman.

The reason I've trained so hard all these years is so that one day I can take revenge on Aizen, who has persecuted me all along.

But now, he sees not a glimmer of hope.

Even someone as strong as Askin, who nearly killed himself instantly, couldn't last a minute against Aizen.

Hirako Shinji stood there dejectedly, as if he had been completely burned out and turned into pale ash.

Since things have come to this, let's just keep going.

……

……

In the 12th district, amidst the ruins of broken buildings.

A hand magnified countless times stands in the center, with countless thread-like nerves weaving between the floor and the boulders, arbitrarily transforming the battlefield.

The ground surged up like a tidal wave, crushing down on the two ant-like figures.

"Hey, Komari, isn't there a more respectable way?"

Kisuke Urahara said as he ran, "We've been at an impasse with that guy for a long time now."

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi casually pulled out a syringe and threw it into the intricate neural network without even looking at it, instantly corroding out a large area of ​​empty space.

"This guy's evolution speed has exceeded my previous expectations, and conventional methods are no longer working."

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara frowned, as if he had thought of something:

"You're not planning to use that, are you?"