Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Once in this state, Takeda Satoki seemed to have lost all emotion, his glassy eyes staring indifferently at the figure in front of him.

In the deathly silence, a blinding light flashed across the ruins, followed by a sharp, piercing collision sound amidst the sweeping hurricane.

The courtyard trembled violently, and the scorched earth was constantly being turned over.

Before anyone knew it, a long, slender blade materialized from a glassy crystal, which Takeda Satoru gripped tightly.

"ended."

A sliver of light swept across the sky, and Takeda Satoru's figure vanished into thin air.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Naraku Sora.

The next moment, a tearing sound rang out, and the already tattered Shinigami armor completely disintegrated. The blade cut through the steel armor's defenses, and bright red blood gushed out!

To Takeda Satoru's surprise, even with such severe injuries, Naraku Sora did not fall, but stood like a stone monument on the ravaged land.

"It's nothing more than a candle flickering in the wind..."

He indifferently raised the glass blade, preparing to deliver the final blow and end the battle.

A deep, dark pillar of spiritual pressure suddenly rose from the ground, unleashing an extremely ferocious aura. Accompanied by a deafening roar, it obliterated everything in sight.

A figure shrouded in dark spiritual pressure stepped out of the pillar of light, and grinned menacingly at Takeda Satoru.

The next instant, a large hand suddenly appeared in Takeda Satoru's line of sight, and before he could react, it slammed down on him.

A terrifying, utterly unreasonable force erupted, and amidst a deafening roar, the crystal-like figure was violently slammed to the ground.

The earth suddenly collapsed and cracked.

A shattering sound, as the crystal body shattered under the strain, and cracks appeared everywhere!

Through the gap between his fingers, Takeda Satoru's bewildered gaze fell upon the face so close to his own, its dark pupils reflecting extreme ferocity.

On the forehead, bone ornaments are particularly eye-catching.

What, what is that?

However, Naraku had no intention of answering. He raised his hand covering his face, clenched his fingers, and black spiritual pressure swirled around his fist like arcs of electricity.

One bone!

boom!

An unstoppable punch slammed into Takeda Satoru's chest, causing it to cave in and the ground to tremble and collapse violently.

The original courtyard has disappeared, replaced by a charred, deep pit.

Looking at Takeda Satoru, shattered like porcelain at his feet, Naraku Sora's eyes flashed with barely concealed weariness, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:

"it's over……"

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It's time to release it again.

First of all, thank you all for your continued support, rewards, recommendations, monthly tickets, comments, and continued reading. Thank you so much.

Let me talk about the updates first. I'll update two large chapters after midnight, and then try to release one or two more large chapters. I'll guarantee at least three chapters and strive for four.

I will try to guarantee two updates per day from now on.

It's not that I don't want to write more, it's that I really can't write anymore. Due to work and the writing, I've developed tenosynovitis after my gastrointestinal problems. I can't bend my left ring finger; it cramps up when I try. I used to be able to write 1,500 to 2,000 words an hour, but now I'm lucky if I can manage 1,000.

In addition to occasional writer's block issues, all I can say is that I'm trying my best to write.

This book has had a rather unfortunate history. It was supposed to be featured on the Sanjiang Literature City website, but then the editor suddenly told me that it had been pushed down by another book, and the recommendation I was about to receive was gone. It was really frustrating.

Next, let's talk about the plot.

Honestly, the original Bleach manga is far too short. Naruto from the neighboring village had several years to transition from the Ninja Academy to becoming Hokage, while Ichigo only had two years from meeting Rukia to slicing Yhwach in one strike, including seventeen months when he lost his powers.

The main point is to keep it short.

There's not much I can write about; most of it relies on original content. I can only design based on the settings given by Kubo, but it's easy to go beyond that.

For example, the timeline issue, which is most easily criticized.

In the original work, Shutara Senjumaru and Mayuri Kurotsuchi were old acquaintances. In a later club interview, Kubo also clearly stated that she had founded a research group, which was the predecessor of the Technology Development Bureau.

Based on this, she actually hasn't been promoted to the Zero Division for very long; she probably only promoted a little earlier than Kiryuki Hikifune.

Off topic.

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Chapter 83 Tell Your Last Words

In the long, deathly silence, Aizen stood before the deep pit, looking at the figure who had fallen to the ground with a complicated expression.

He was breathing heavily, and even his eyes showed signs of exhaustion.

At this moment, he finally understood the source of his best friend's power, which was unlike that of the Grim Reaper.

On Naraku Sora's forehead, the remaining bone fragments were tightly embedded, seemingly slowly spreading, and a violent spiritual pressure filled the area around them.

Nothingness spread within his pupils, turning them golden.

Gradually, it robbed the light of reason from his eyes.

To blur or obscure.

The erosion that even Death fears is spreading at a visible speed, plunging his dearest friend into an abyss called instinct.

But he seemed completely unconcerned, even though he had already reached his limit.

"Too slow, Sousuke."

Hearing footsteps approaching from ahead, Naraku looked up, revealing his usual smile:

"While you were setting up the demonic barrier, I had already dealt with the traitor Takeda Satoru."

"However, fighting a Grim Reaper of this level is definitely more satisfying than fighting old man Shan. Remember to call me next time something like this happens."

Aizen lowered his gaze slightly, sunlight falling on his non-reflective glasses, creating a shimmering effect that obscured the fluctuations in his eyes. His calm face remained expressionless, like a sculpture.

"Don't worry, Kong."

"Although research in this area has only just begun, with my talent, it won't be long before I can develop a solution to the problem of etherealization."

"Until then, I'll have to trouble you a little."

Under the astonished gazes, Aizen softly chanted a Kido incantation he had never heard before. Brilliant Kido light emanated from his palm, condensing into a Kido spear with menacing spikes.

"This is my self-created method for sealing demons; it won't make you feel any pain."

"As for the Seireitei, I will personally explain it to Captain-Commander Yamamoto."

"Is there anything else you need to explain?"

"?"

Looking at the demonic spear so close to him, Naraku's face turned pale: "I think I can still be saved."

Why did you suddenly start talking about intangibility and sealing?

He was just slightly injured and a little exhausted. There's no need to discard him after he's served his purpose.

If you really don't want to save me, you can let me heal myself.

"At present, research on virtualization is still in its initial stage."

Aizen sighed softly, his complex gaze fixed on the familiar figure in the deep pit.

"But one thing is certain: once the etherealization begins, the Grim Reaper's soul will collapse, and he will ultimately end up committing suicide."

"and many more!"

Seeing that Aizen wasn't joking, Naraku's mind raced, and in a flash of inspiration, he unleashed a Binding Spell No. 39—

Round sluice gate.

His reflection was mirrored on the smooth, circular shield.

Golden vertical pupils, jet-black whites, filled with an undeniable aura of savagery, white bone fragments were inlaid on his forehead like ornaments.

when?!

Naraku Sora was greatly shocked.

Could it be that it generates itself when the power of emptiness reaches 20%?

He took a quick glance at his personal panel, which only he could see, aside from the ever-changing basic data.

Through tireless efforts, his Void Power has reached as high as 20%.

The one who contributed the most was Lumina Griffith, the Adjuchas who appeared in the Yokota family.

In fact, he had already discovered this during his daily practice—

When the power of death falls behind, the power of the Hollow will be perfectly displayed, complementing the remaining power.

This is what Naraku Sora often refers to as the second stage.

However, to his surprise, as the power of the void continued to increase, its manifestation seemed to have changed as well.

Will these ornament-like bone fragments eventually develop into Hollow Mask?

Seeing Naraku stare at the shadow in the round gate, his expression constantly changing, Aizen's patience also ran out.

Now is the best time to seal it. If we delay any longer, the etherealization will cause irreversible damage to this guy's soul.

Even if a method to crack the blurring effect is developed by then, it won't be very effective.

However, Naraku reacted even faster than him.

Seeing the danger approaching from the side, Naraku immediately deactivated his intangible state without giving an explanation.