Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Mayuri Kurotsuchi peeked at the screen. On the map representing "Hollow Circle," the red dots were still flashing wildly, even more densely than before.

This indicates that the void is still disappearing, and the void circle is still continuously "reducing its weight".

Balance doesn't just disappear out of nowhere, but it has been restored, which means that Soul Society is also losing weight.

If the mass reduction of Hueco Mundo is the destruction of Hollows, then the mass reduction of Soul Society can only mean the destruction of souls.

Are they still the same group of guys?

No, that's probably unlikely. Those guys may be audacious, but they shouldn't have the guts to invade Soul Society and carry out a massacre.

Moreover, if that were the case, the alarms at Seireitei would have sounded far and wide long ago, instead of being as quiet as they are now.

Since it wasn't an invasion by a foreign enemy, the person capable of doing this, and who has the reason and ability to do so...

Only one side remains.

"So it was those guys who made the move?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi raised her head, her gaze seemingly trying to penetrate the thick ceiling and reach all the way to the distant sky.

........

The ethereal circle, an endless sea of ​​silvery-white sand.

The gale whipped up sand and gravel, drawing mournful white lines across the sky and earth.

A man is floating in the void.

He had his hair neatly parted to the side and wore a crisp white military uniform, his cape fluttering in the wind.

What is most striking is the pair of round-framed glasses on his face, and the nauseating elegance he maintains even when looking down at ants.

"What an interesting sight." The man pushed up his glasses. "A Shinigami actually wielding his sword to protect a Hollow—is that considered collusion?"

His gaze passed over Asido and landed on the Hollows behind him.

"I was just doing my job."

Asido gripped his Zanpakuto tightly, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

Although he said that, Asido's palms were already covered in cold sweat.

The pressure from this enemy before him, though not as great as that from Hueco Mundo, was in no way inferior to that Vasto Lorde; he was an extremely powerful opponent.

But this guy doesn't possess the power of a Shinigami (death god), but rather the power of a Quincy.

How could Quincy possess such immense power?

"Duty?" The man's lips curled into a cold smile. "The duty of a Grim Reaper is to eliminate Hollows, not to stand in our way and protect them like a watchdog."

He raised his hand, and spiritual particles began to gather wildly in his palm.

A slender Western-style military saber materialized out of thin air in his hand.

On the blade, there were even complex patterns made of spiritual particles flowing slowly, radiating a holy light.

"But it doesn't matter anyway." The man casually twirled his sword with an elegant movement. "To us, whether it's a Shinigami or a Hollow, they are all filth that must be cleansed away."

"Since you all enjoy being together so much, then let's all disappear together."

"Who exactly are you?!"

Asido let out a low growl, and his spiritual pressure erupted.

"Let me introduce myself."

The man bowed slightly in a gesture of respect, but the smile on his face grew increasingly sinister.

"The Unseen Empire, the Sternritter, Cheruj Opie."

"We were also sent by His Majesty to take over this desolate land..."

"Captain of the Hueco Mundo Hunting Squad".

"A hunting force?" Asido's eyes narrowed.

"Yes."

Kirujee straightened up, his gaze sweeping across the endless sea of ​​sand below. "This is a grand selection, and also His Majesty's blessing."

“All living Hollows have two choices.”

He held up one finger. "First, kneel down, offer your absolute loyalty to His Majesty, and become our glorious servants."

Then he extended a second finger, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"Secondly, they are considered inferior products and completely eliminated by us."

“Of course.” Kiruge’s gaze returned to Asido. “A Grim Reaper as clueless as you doesn’t even deserve to be a servant.”

"Your last chance is during the time it takes me to say these words."

"If you want to live, kneel down and lick my shoes like a servant."

"If you still want to put up a stubborn resistance, then I will have no choice but to conduct an initial screening and eliminate all of you disobedient fellows."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, pushed up his glasses, and revealed a ferocious and smug smile on his face.

"so......"

"Let's start having fun, little mouse."

The moment the words left his mouth, Kirujah's figure vanished.

"So fast!"

Asido's pupils contracted sharply, and almost instinctively, he leaped backward.

"That's a bit slow."

A cold voice rang in his ear.

Kiruge's Western-style saber pierced straight for Asido's back. Asido forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, holding his Zanpakuto horizontally in front of his chest, barely managing to block it.

The immense force sent Asido flying, crashing heavily onto the sand dune and kicking up clouds of yellow sand.

"Oh? Is it blocked?"

Kirujah hovered in mid-air, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

Asido climbed out of the sandpit and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Don't look down on me!"

He roared and stomped his feet on the ground, his spiritual pressure surging wildly from his Zanpakuto.

Faced with this seemingly inevitable strike, Kiruje did not even attempt to dodge; instead, intricate light blue patterns appeared on his body.

"Quiet Blood Armor".

Quincy are practitioners who infuse spiritual energy into their blood vessels to achieve extreme defensive capabilities.

Just now.

The blade slashed down.

It only scratched the surface of the skin, causing capillaries to rupture and a little blood to seep out.

Cheruge Oppi clicked his tongue lightly, his face disdainful. He tilted his head slightly, looking down at the Grim Reaper who was attacking from below.

"Is this all the weak attack you've come up with? I'm prepared to be killed by you."

"I gave you the chance to kill me for free, but you couldn't even seize it."

He reached out, pressed his thumb against the blade, and slowly forced it back.

He pulled back, smeared his fingertips on the wound on his neck, and they became stained bright red.

“The guys who guard Hueco Mundo are far inferior to the Hueco Mundo hunting captains sent by our Wandenreich.” Kiruge Oppi raised his hand, and blood from his fingertips sprayed onto the void, creating ripples.

The shadows twisted and writhed.

A large group of Quincy, dressed almost identically, slowly appeared.

They carried spirit bows and arrows, and stood in a strict formation.

It's the army!

Fully prepared and ready to go, with high morale.

“Look, what a magnificent existence.” Cheruj Opie opened his arms as if to embrace. “There is only one Death, but we are in droves.”

"This is power! This is justice!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Wild laughter echoed across the desert.

Suddenly, a beam of azure light shot out from the distant horizon!

Kiruja's laughter stopped abruptly, and the chilling feeling of being locked on by death exploded instantly, causing him to instinctively dodge to the side.

The beam of light grazed his cloak and struck a squad of Quincy soldiers behind him.

A violent explosion rang out, and dozens of Quincy were completely annihilated in the blue light.

"Who goes there?!"

Kiruja steadied himself and looked grimly in the direction from which the attack had come.

On the distant sand dunes, a group of figures appeared out of nowhere.

The man at the head of the group wore a black fur cloak, and his brown curly hair gave him a somewhat languid look.

He held two oddly shaped pistols in his hands, with wisps of smoke rising from their muzzles.

Behind him stood a group of Arrancars of various shapes and sizes, each radiating a powerful spiritual pressure.

"There is only one Grim Reaper, that's true."

Stark blew away the smoke from the muzzle of his gun. "But... the Hollows are more than just these."

Chapter 266 Yhwach

Cheruj Oppi turned his head, his wolf-like gaze sharp as he stared intently at Asid, his eyes sweeping over Stark and the Espada behind him.