Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

Loran would never tell him about the Flying Thunder God technique, which originated from the sound of the wind.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You, who infiltrated Las Noches and offended Lord Aizen's dignity, must die today." Ulquiorra said with a devilish expression.

A powerful and ominous spiritual pressure gathered in his still intact left hand—the Thunder Spear.

Halibel unleashed a high-speed stream of water, resembling several cannonballs, in conjunction with Ulquiorra's charge.

Loran unleashed a massive ice dragon carrying terrifying chill, freezing all the heavy water bullets fired by Harribel.

His response to Ulquiorra's Thunder Spear was even more direct.

A powerful demonic energy enveloped his palm, and he grabbed the incoming lightning spear from behind, just like Ichigo the Bull.

Loran crushed Ulquiorra's Thunder Spear with terrifying spiritual pressure and Kido freezing air, and at the same time delivered a face-to-face strike to Ulquiorra, who was briefly stunned by being caught during the attack.

Ulquiorra's left hand, which was holding the gun, was severed at the root. Terrifying freezing air seeped into his body through the wound, while simultaneously sealing off his super-fast regeneration ability.

Nerve responses and muscle activity slowed down in this terrifying cold.

Ulquiorra, caught off guard, delivered another stab from behind, severing his demonic left wing and tail.

"A thousand-year-old ice prison".

Dozens of icicles surrounded Ulquiorra, then instantly closed in and froze him.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse when an Arrancar of No. 4 strength, or even higher, was suddenly eliminated, leaving no time for anyone to come to their aid.

"No, we must join the war. Harribel is no match for him."

Stark and Barragán reached a consensus.

“This is such a hassle, there’s nothing I can do about it.” Stark rubbed his hair in annoyance, summoned his subordinate Lilynette Kingjerk, and grabbed her head with one hand.

"Chase him down, you pack of wolves!"

Barragán, holding a large axe, turned it upside down.

"Rot away, Skeleton Emperor!"

At this point, all the Espada had been returned to their original forms.

Chapter 63 Death God: Single-handedly! Breaking Through Hueco Mundo (Part 3)

Looking at Barragan, who was dressed in purple, wielding a black axe, and exuding an aura of death like the Grim Reaper, and Stark, who resembled a lone wolf king, Loran revealed a fanatical smile of extreme excitement.

"Well done!"

"Ice Dragon Tail - Skybreaker"

Loran swung the Hyōrinmaru, unleashing a freezing slash that covered nearly a thousand meters. Wherever the slash passed, everything froze into ice, and ice blocks extended from the frozen area to attack again.

"So-called ice is nothing in the face of death," Barragán sneered.

"Death Sigh"

Barragán let out a long sigh filled with the aura of death, and a purplish-black aura surged toward the direction of the freezing air, causing everything it could come into contact with to age rapidly.

Loran unleashed another freezing slash, forcing back Halibel who had seized the opportunity to attack, and skillfully dodged two fast and powerful Cero attacks from Wolverine Stark.

He fluttered like a butterfly amidst the three attackers, and even managed to launch a counterattack from time to time.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Loran was gradually being blocked by the three men's offensive.

Loran began to analyze the situation in his mind.

"Of the three, Harribel's abilities are suppressed by Hyōrinmaru, so she poses the least threat to me."

Stark's Cero, though fast and frequent, is straightforward and easy to dodge. As long as he doesn't use his wolf pack, it's not particularly threatening.

The most troublesome one is Barragán; his aging ability is indeed too troublesome to handle.

Moreover, although these three people don't get along on the surface, they actually cover for each other. If I attack any one of them, the other two will attack my rear. In this way, I'm afraid I'll be worn down and killed.

To break a stable love triangle, you must forcibly break one of its corners. Choose the weakest corner!

Loran made up his mind, and as he charged toward Heribel, he began to chant.

"A fortress of four walls, eight edges, an iron city forever secure."

"The dragon crouches in the east, the tiger guards the west, the vermilion bird soars in the south, the black tortoise stands in the north, and all things return to one."

"Binding Spell #92: The Octagonal Crystal City"

An octagonal crystal took shape at the center of Loran, enveloping both Loran and Heribel.

This is the Binding Spell No. 92, which can be considered an upgraded version of "Dan Kong".

Unlike the Skybreaker, which can only defend against attacks from one direction, the Octagonal Crystal City can defend against enemy attacks from all eight directions simultaneously.

Even Barragan's Death Sigh and Stark's Cero would take at least 15 seconds to break through Loran's fully chanted Ninety-Two Ghost Path.

Fifteen seconds is enough time for him to cut down Halibel.

Loran's Myriad Manifestations continued to transform, turning into a Vajra Chain, which slammed towards Heribel.

Harribel dodged to the side, then attempted to unleash a Azure Sword Cannon. Since water was a counter to the enemy's destructive power, she would use pure spiritual pressure for the attack.

As Harribel dodged the Vajra Chains, a pupil-shaped rune flashed.

Loran suddenly appeared in front of Halibel and grabbed her wrist as she was swinging her sword.

As Heribel watched in horror, Loran grinned maliciously and brought his right fist, enveloped in a chilling aura, down hard.

Harribel was hit head-on by "Instant Frost Fist," and her brain was almost frozen.

At this moment, the Vajra Chain returned to Loran's hands and transformed into Hyōrinmaru once more.

Loran swung his sword down, slashing a huge wound in front of Harribel, splattering blood everywhere.

At this moment, the octagonal crystal city of the Ghost Path barrier had just been broken.

"Herribel was defeated so quickly?" Stark looked astonished.

“Was that Shunpo? It doesn’t seem like it.” Barragan frowned in thought. “Just now, the other party suddenly appeared in front of Halibel, just like he suddenly appeared behind Ulquiorra when he was using Resurrección.”

"Even if it's not a reverberation, it's still some kind of spatial ability."

"But why didn't he just use it directly? Why didn't he just take us all down before we could react? Is there some kind of restriction? Fixed-path teleportation?"

Barragan's long-accumulated experience was truly remarkable; after only two brief encounters, he was almost able to analyze the operating mechanism of the Flying Thunder God.

"Self-created Binding Technique: 'Hidden Mist'"

Loran blew out a thick fog mixed with spiritual pressure, which quickly spread and enveloped everyone.

“His spiritual pressure is mixed in with this mist, and his presence is everywhere. My detection nerves can’t pinpoint his location at all.” Stark frowned. Enemies could attack from all directions, and he was in a very passive position.

“But it doesn’t matter.” Stark raised his twin pistols and began firing in a circular motion. “Since I don’t know where the enemy will attack from, I’ll just fire a shot from every direction. Anyway, the one thing I have plenty of is spiritual pressure.”

Stark began firing his dual pistols rapidly, unleashing Cero attacks as if they were free, though he was concerned about the possibility of injuring his teammate Barragan.

I'm sorry, but he can't worry about that now.

The deep blue Cero shattered the surrounding spiritual pressure fog, but Stark deliberately left one direction untouched by the continuous barrage of Cero.

He raised his gun in that direction and began charging it.

“If they can’t get in from any other direction, then they can only attack from this direction.” Stark prepared to wait and ambush them.

Suddenly, Stark felt a chill on his neck. His powerful fighting instincts made him instinctively duck and dodge the decapitating blade.

Seeing that the decapitating blow had been dodged, Loran followed up with a diagonal downward slash. This time, Stark was not able to dodge completely, and Loran severed his entire right arm with a single blow.

Stark ignored his bloodied right side. He was puzzled as to how the other party had gotten through his Cero blasts unscathed.

Loran quietly put away a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God mark. The spiritual pressure mist he created by imitating the Hidden Mist Technique of Naruto was not only to cover his tracks, but also to conceal these kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God mark.

Concealed by the spiritual pressure mist, the Flying Thunder God Kunai's presence is hidden both visually and in terms of spiritual pressure, making it extremely effective at ambushing people.

"This distance is too close. My short gun is at a disadvantage in close combat." Stark was a little annoyed. He had really miscalculated. He had been allowed to get so close. His whirling spear was no match for Loran's pursuit.

"Ice Dragon Tail"

Loran wielded Hyōrinmaru, freezing everything in its path. His ice slashes were like an ice dragon waving its tail.

Stark leaped up, dodging the slash.

From the shadows beneath the ice, the Vajra Chains suddenly shot out, binding Stark's unsuspecting right leg and dragging him to the ground. Only then did Stark realize that the Hyōrinmaru in Loran's hand had disappeared sometime earlier.

"It's over!" Stark felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Loran, who had already charged towards him.

"Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!"

Loran unleashed a flurry of lightning-fast punches, each landing squarely on Stark's body.

After a satisfying round of punches, Loran finished his practice and exhaled a breath that looked like a white thread.

Before him stood Cortaya Stark, the No. 1 Espada, her body covered in bruises and frozen solid by the cold air.

Now there's only one left to deal with.

Barragán immediately surrounded himself with a deathly sigh, forming a wall of death that he was convinced no one could break through.

"A mere trick. Do you think you can defeat the King of Hueco Mundo by hiding your tracks?" Barragan planned to remain calm and wait for the enemy to make a move before striking back.

Gradually, the thick fog began to dissipate.

Barragan dispelled the Wall of Death with some doubt, and soon he was surprised to find that Cortaya Stark, who was nominally one level above him, was also lying dead.

"So? I'm the only one left among the Ten Espada?" Barragan was dumbfounded.

“Ah, that’s right, you’re the only one left.” Loran’s voice sounded behind him.

Chapter 64 Death God: Single-handedly! Breaking Through Hueco Mundo (Part 4)

Barragan quickly turned around, and Loran, holding Hyōrinmaru, poured powerful spiritual pressure into the sword, causing dark clouds to gather above Hueco Mundo.

"When celestial phenomena occur, Hyōrinmaru's power can alter the heavens. In Soul Society, only two swords can achieve this effect, which is a testament to Hyōrinmaru's status as the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō."

Loran began his usual explanation.

"However, Toshiro can only use this move when he is in Bankai, and even then, he can't control it."

"Of course, it's not that Hyōrinmaru can't do it in its Shikai state. Hyōrinmaru is one of the few swords whose Shikai and Bankai abilities are not significantly different; the only difference is the amount of ice it can produce. As long as my spiritual pressure is strong enough and my control is sufficient, I can also use this move in my Shikai state."

"Take this, the Burial of a Hundred Flowers in the Ice and Snow."

From the dark clouds, heavy snow poured down on Bailergang.

“A petty trick, nothing in the face of my aging power.”

"Death's Sigh." Barragan exhaled a purplish-black, decaying spiritual energy toward the sky.

The endless snow was wiped away by the decaying spiritual power, but from another perspective, this ice and snow was also counteracting the decaying spiritual power of Barragán.

No matter how powerful an ability is, in the end it all comes down to a contest of the user's spiritual pressure.

At least until the Quincy, a group of monsters that mainly use external spiritual energy to fight, appeared, Aizen's statement that "the battle of Shinigami is the battle of spiritual pressure" was still correct.

In other words, there are no purely mechanical monsters in this world; a mechanical monster cannot be a mechanical monster without numerical values.

Loran stroked his chin, using his own spiritual pressure to control the torrential snowfall of the Ice Heaven Hundred Flowers Burial, while observing Barragan's decaying spiritual power with great interest.

Barragan's power is too dangerous; even the Myriad Realms must proceed with extreme caution if they wish to extract and replicate his abilities.

If his and Wanxiang's analysis is correct, Barragán's decaying power is essentially an extremely powerful curse.

It wasn't a simple collapse of the spiritual particle structure. If it were, after Soi Fon was tainted by Barragan's decaying power, her entire hand should have disappeared, instead of losing flesh and leaving only bones.

The flesh decays and turns into bones, which is consistent with the understanding of the evolution of a dead body.

Szayelaporro once served as Barragan's chief researcher at Las Noches. As a "perfect being" who claimed to control the cycle of life and death, how could he not be interested in Barragan, who claimed to control the power of aging?

Szayelaporro secretly intercepted Barragan's spiritual energy and spiritual pressure data for research, and his research proved that Barragan's so-called power of decay was essentially a curse.

It wasn't some invincible ability; it was just that the arrogant Barragán thought his abilities were invincible and flawless.

Szayelaporro didn't really respect Barragan. The Hollow King Szayelaporro truly admired Aizen, and he always addressed Barragan by his first name.

Even when Aizen was imprisoned in the Abyss, Szayelaporro's clone, Theon, still addressed him as His Majesty.

For him, Barragán's abilities were merely troublesome, not entirely insurmountable.

The essence of Wanxiang's ability replication is the extraction and analysis of spiritual particles and spiritual pressure information. Barragan's spiritual pressure is too corrosive. In order to avoid damage to Wanxiang, Loran has to extract only a tiny bit each time, which causes the replication speed to drop sharply.