Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

But they're still investigating the other party. Isn't that a bit too disrespectful to a captain-level Grim Reaper?

If discovered, it could easily backfire.

Just as I was about to offer a reminder, I heard Aizen continue, "I discovered that the place he went to was the residence of the Morita family, a lower-ranking noble family, in the first district of South Rukongai."

Under Naraku Sora's gaze, Aizen raised his hand, and a flash of spiritual pressure light disappeared from his fingertips.

"I have captured a spirit particle nearby that does not belong to the Soul Society."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Takeda Satoki is probably preparing to continue the previous sacrifice, and the Morita family is the new partner he has chosen."

"Or rather, subordinates."

Naraku Sora suddenly realized something and slammed his palm down:

"Sousuke, the situation is urgent. Let's go and kill the traitor Takeda Satoki!"

Aizen: "?"

Although his reason for coming to find Naraku Sora is similar to this, your words are a bit too blunt.

He shook his head, said nothing more, and placed his hand on Naraku Sora's shoulder.

A layer of hazy ghostly light emerged, instantly enveloping the two of them completely.

……

……

In the southern Rukongai, two figures rushed forward.

Under the cover of the 26th Curved Light, unless a captain-level Grim Reaper personally investigates, it is impossible for anyone to discover the two's whereabouts.

Following the route Aizen had planned in advance, the two successfully spotted an old-fashioned mansion located at the border between the town and the outer district.

It is slightly inferior to the Yokota family's manor.

However, in terms of concealment, it is much better.

Looking at the towering gate, Aizen reminded him, "I will use a Kido barrier to completely envelop the entire mansion later, but the commotion may be noticed by Takeda Satoki."

"You take care of holding them off from the front, and once the barrier is complete, I'll come help you."

Naraku Sora placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, grinned, and his dormant spiritual pressure awakened from its depths.

"Leave it to me!"

Chapter 79 The Captain-Commander's vision is nothing special.

Inside the mansion.

The study was deathly silent.

Several figures gathered here, and a heavy atmosphere began to permeate the air.

"This is the adults' decision; you have no choice."

With one arm missing, Takeda Satoru had a cold expression and exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay. His deep voice echoed in the room.

"Whether it's Moriyama or Yokota, without the blessing of an adult, they will always be worthless trash who can't stand up to scrutiny."

"If it weren't for your intervention, you would have been expelled from the ranks of the nobility a hundred years ago. Do you want to be stripped of your noble status and reduced to commoners?"

Since being attacked, Takeda Satoki's personality has become much worse.

After his injuries had finally stabilized, he went to the Fourth Division's general medical facility for emergency treatment, but received the fatal answer that he could not recover.

Retsu Unohana expressed her regret, saying that if the severed arm had been preserved, they could have tried to suture it back to its original state.

But since his severed arm had been taken away, there was basically no hope of recovery.

Upon hearing these words, Takeda Satoki felt an intense hatred for the attacker from that day and vowed that if he encountered him again, he would make him pay an even more terrible price.

If he hadn't been ambushed that day, he would never have been at a disadvantage, much less have had his arm severed.

Fortunately, shortly after this incident, he received a promise from Tsunayoshi, the acting head of the household.

Once this collaboration with Hueco Mundo is successfully completed, they will help him recover from his injuries.

Takeda Satoki had no doubts about this.

In his eyes, that person was a symbol of omnipotence.

Everything he promised never went wrong.

"Captain Takeda, please calm down."

The head of the Moriyama family was taken aback and explained, "I didn't mean to shirk responsibility, I was just wondering if this matter could be postponed for the time being?"

"After all, the Yokota family just had such a serious accident, so now the Gotei 13's patrols of Rukongai have increased by more than one level."

“Especially in areas where nobles live, patrol teams are often seen keeping a close watch on them.”

"It's alright, I'll be by your side when we're working together."

Takeda Satoru sneered, "Besides, I personally set up the Kido barrier. Unless a captain-level Shinigami observes it up close, it's impossible for them to detect anything unusual."

He made thorough preparations before setting off this time.

Even when leaving the barracks, they used curved light to conceal themselves, making it impossible for anyone to discover them.

Takeda Satoru was quite confident in his mastery of Kido (the way of the demons).

"Since Captain Takeda has given such a guarantee..."

The head of the Moriyama family breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

"Then I have nothing to worry about. When you notified us before, you had already collected a certain number of souls from South Rukongai."

"The first sacrifice can be performed today."

Upon hearing this, Takeda Satoru nodded in satisfaction.

Because both of a Shinigami's wrists have outlets for releasing spiritual pressure, if one of their arms is lost, the cut surface will become an outlet.

While it won't affect the release of spiritual pressure, it will make spiritual pressure manipulation relatively difficult.

If it weren't for Takeda Satoru's talent in manipulating spiritual pressure, he might still be unable to adapt to the effects of losing his arm.

Even so, its power was still weakened to some extent.

To restore the dynasty to its former glory, healing the severed arm is essential.

The head of the Moriyama family, with a somewhat obsequious smile, was the first to rise from his seat:

"The portal that the master bestowed upon the Moriyama family has already been set up, and we can go there now."

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the door of the study.

Just as they were about to open the door, a soft knock came from outside.

Takeda Satoru frowned and subconsciously looked at the head of the Moriyama family beside him, only to see a face full of astonishment.

"Captain Takeda, I have already given instructions to the servants..."

A powerful surge of spiritual pressure suddenly swept across the entire mansion, like a hurricane rising from the ground, instantly engulfing the buildings.

next moment.

A slender blade, almost invisible in thickness, flashed through the crack in the door, followed by a creaking sound as the heavy wooden door slammed to either side.

It reveals a courtyard that resembles hell.

The guards lay sprawled on the cold ground, warming the earth with their blood.

Looking at the several figures in the room, Naraku Sora revealed what he considered a kind smile:

“Sashiburi da na, Captain Takeda.”

"It seems you now know why I've come."

Takeda Satoru's gaze instantly sharpened like a blade, and his intimidating aura suddenly surged forth, filling the entire room in an instant.

"Have we been discovered?"

"Was it that old man Yamamoto personally taking charge, or was it one of the other captains?"

Naraku grinned: "The teacher didn't notice your little tricks. I'm here simply to get revenge."

Upon hearing this, Takeda Satoru narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the boy holding a knife in the corridor.

Should I say you're courageous or utterly foolish?

"A mere official like him has no idea of ​​the gap between us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual pressure that felt familiar to Takeda Satoru suddenly erupted outside the mansion.

Visible to the naked eye, the ghostly light rose from the ground, and the complex ghostly incantations intertwined and transformed into a huge ghostly barrier, directly enveloping the entire mansion.

Takeda Satoru's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and his fierce gaze pierced the seemingly harmless Naraku Sora.

"So you were in cahoots with that guy!"

He had already recognized Aizen's spiritual pressure; it was the same person who had attacked him earlier.

Without the slightest hesitation or doubt, the heavy spiritual pressure pressed down, making the air inside the mansion thick and giving people a strong sense of stagnation.

It felt as if I had sunk into the deep sea.

It's decided: to kill this brat in the most ruthless way possible, and then unleash all my fury on that despicable attacker.

bass!

A clear, sharp sound of a sword ringing out echoed from the courtyard, and visible spiritual pressure poured into the blade as Takeda Satoru raised his Zanpakuto, which gleamed with a cold light.

Naraku Sora, without bias, drew his sword and slashed in the same manner.

Seeing this, a hint of disdain flashed in Takeda Satoru's eyes. He had clearly suffered a loss when the two fought last time, but he didn't expect that he still had no memory.

The Captain-Commander of the 13th Division of the Gotei 13 is nothing special; his judgment is appalling.

Today, I will instruct this disciple on what truly constitutes...

boom--

The moment the blades clashed, Takeda Satoru's expression changed drastically, as an unbearable force erupted as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.