A Boring World, Battle Commanders

For some reason, the memory of Yhwach recruiting men in his town suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Yhwach's disdainful gaze and Haschwalth's heartless stare are still vivid in my mind.

Bazz-B spread his arms wide and roared, "You lot, die!"

He brought his hands together to form a palm blade, and simultaneously ignited flames on all four fingers of both hands. "Burner Finger Four!"

He roared, but instead of attacking, he slammed the flames from his right fingers onto his left hand.

In that instant, the flames in his left hand suddenly swelled as if fuel had been injected, transforming into a fiery tornado that illuminated the night sky.

Bazz-B stared intently at Tokoyo Misao.

At this point, his left forearm gradually turned black, like charcoal, and the color spread upwards until his entire forearm was charred.

He suddenly swung his hand, and the enormous fiery tornado, carrying the aura that would burn the entire Karakura Town to ashes, swept down.

Upon seeing this, Kisuke Urahara immediately took two steps back. "Boss Misao, there's nothing I can do about this. It's too late to Bankai now. Should I call the fire department first?"

Tokoyo Misao stretched out his ghostly hand, clenching it into a fist. "Stop joking. You have at least three ways to solve this. Since you don't want to move, then let me do it."

He pulled his fist back to his waist, aimed it at the center of the fiery tornado in the sky, which was about a hundred meters in diameter, and swung his fist out fiercely.

In an instant, the enormous fire tornado was extinguished as easily as a candle flame.

Bazz-B's eyes widened; his left arm was now useless, and he was suffering the pain of the backlash.

No one could understand how his all-out attack was shattered.

Just then, a deafening boom, like a thousand thunderbolts, resounded.

It seemed as if Tokoyo Misao had thrown a punch earlier, but only now was he finally delivering it.

Or perhaps, the world postponed his attack in order to avoid collapse.

As the sound rang out, the spot where the fiery tornado had inexplicably extinguished suddenly exploded, forming a massive vortex of storm that instantly engulfed Bazz-B.

His body was constantly being cut by the wind, and in just a breath, his entire body was covered with fine wounds, and his Star Cross Order uniform was reduced to shreds.

Damn it, am I going to die here?

I'm so unwilling to accept this! I should have just run away.

Feeling the pain coursing through his entire body, Bazz-B was filled with resentment.

He still had so much to do; he hadn't even punched Haschwalth in the face yet.

Not yet...

Bazz-B's consciousness gradually faded into darkness.

Snap! The sound of fingers snapping.

The huge air vortex in the sky suddenly dissipated, Bazz-B, fell from the sky.

"Oh dear, he can't fall and die!" Kisuke Urahara immediately rushed forward and caught Bazz-B his arms.

He looked at the unconscious Bazz-B in his arms, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "You're the key to solving the problem, you can't die here!"

He immediately looked up. "Boss Misao, I'll take him back to the store first."

"Stop!" an angry voice rang out.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, the captain of the Twelfth Division and director of the Shinigami Research and Development Institute, appears.

He pointed at Bazz-B and roared, "This should be my research material!"

Kisuke Urahara hoisted Bazz-B his shoulder and waved, "There's another one in the Ishida Family. That guy's yours, it's a deal."

"Damn it, this one of yours is obviously much stronger!" Mayuri Kurotsuchi had been around the house from the very beginning.

This dinner party at the Ishida Family's Star Cross Legion.

Originally Tokoyo Misao's intention was for Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi to work together to find a way to enter the Wandenreich as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, two Sternritter have come this time.

At the initial allocation, Mayuri Kurotsuchi believed that Cang Du was much stronger, so he chose him.

Unexpectedly, that guy was easily subdued by Orihime Inoue and Ryūken Ishida.

But the guy with the mohawk outside is capable of unleashing attacks that surpass those of Captain-level.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi felt she had made a bad choice.

"Alright, take them away quickly. You have half a day, at most half a day. You must find a way to enter the Wandenreich through these two Quincy. If you can't..."

Tokoyo Misao didn't continue speaking, but simply glanced at Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Kisuke Urahara.

"Then I'll head back." Kisuke Urahara seriously, hoisting Bazz-B and running off.

He didn't want to be treated like trash by Tokoyo Misao.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi did the same; he waved his hand and shouted to his team, "Charge in!"

The team rushed into Ishida's house, wrapped Cang Du tightly in a spirit-sealing cloth, and returned to Soul Society by opening the Senkaimon.

Tokoyo Misao then entered the Ishida Family, went straight to the living room, sat down, and began with a smile:

I heard we're having fish and pork ribs today.

Kanae Katagiri and Orihime Inoue walked over, carrying dishes and smiling.

"Dinner's ready!"

Chapter 175 A Boring World, Fighting Generals

In the Wandenreich Wahrwelt, Yhwach slowly opened his eyes.

It was the time of day and night, and his power was gradually returning to his body.

Upon seeing that he had awakened, Haschwalth immediately summoned all members of the Sternritter to pay their respects.

The Sternritter, having been notified, quickly came to the throne, knelt on one knee, and bowed their heads.

But just then, Haschwalth discovered that the two members he had sent out, as well as Ryūken Ishida, had not yet returned.

A bad feeling instantly crept into his heart.

However, they hadn't been gone for very long, he comforted himself, turned around, and knelt on one knee as well.

After an unknown amount of time, Yhwach finally spoke slowly, saying, "The plan is ahead of schedule."

As these four words were uttered, every member of the Sternritter felt a chill run down their spine.

How many years have they been singing Auswählen? They know the recorded time better than anyone else.

But at this very last moment, why did His Majesty suddenly announce that the time would be moved forward?

Upon hearing this, Haschwalth bowed even lower.

He already understood that it was highly likely the personnel he had sent out would never return.

The Sternritter members are not ordinary Quincy; they hold many secrets.

Haschwalth wasn't so arrogant as to believe that there truly wasn't anyone in Soul Society capable of deciphering the Quincy's secrets.

Yhwach stood up and spread his arms wide. "My knights, follow me to Hueco Mundo."

"Yes!" the Sternritter shouted.

The Quincy's shadow abilities are so powerful that they can travel to Hueco Mundo without making a sound.

However, they did not appear inside Las Noches, but were thousands of meters away.

Nearly a thousand Quincy soldiers marched in a long procession, their uniform white attire standing out starkly against the dark, gloomy Hueco Mundo.

In particular, their synchronized steps, like the beat of a drum, stepped out onto the sand dunes, and the resonant ripples spread far and wide.

Yhwach was at the very front of the procession, approaching Las Noches step by step.

It must be said that this Las Noches was built to be larger than the Wahrwelt, but that's just how it is.

After all, Hueco Mundo is far more vast than the Wandenreich.

At this moment, he unleashed the power of all his subordinates, not only to drive away the Hollows who lacked intelligence and acted solely on instinct, but also to announce the arrival of the Quincy army.

The troops he led did not march quickly, as if they were touring their own territory.

In a spacious conference room within the Las Noches, there was a long, white, round table.

On each side of the round table are five chairs, with a single chair for the head of the table.

At this point, all the seats on both sides were full.

They could clearly hear the sounds of marching troops coming from Las Noches.

One of the men, with blue hair and a tattered mask on his face, grinned and said:

"What are we waiting for? They've already come knocking on our door, what's the point of a meeting? Let me go out and tear them all to shreds."

"Hehe, that's what I think too." Another man chimed in.

He wore an eye patch, had medium-length black hair, and a huge disc on the back of his head, making him look quite peculiar.

Sitting at this round table is none other than Aizen, who used the complete Hōgyoku to enable the already powerful Adjuchas and Vasto Lorde- level Hollows to achieve breakthroughs and become Arrancars.

They are also the ten strongest Arrancar, collectively known as the Espada.

Each of the Espada has a number, with smaller numbers indicating greater strength.

Anyone who wants to obtain an Espada number can challenge the holder directly, and by killing the opponent, they can inherit the number.

This is quite similar to the title inheritance system of Kenpachi.

"Don't act rashly; it will only cause unnecessary casualties." Tier Harribel, currently the Third Espada, stopped the two from acting rashly.

Grimmjow, the Sixth Espada with blue hair, spat out a sound:

"Sacrifice? We are Hollows, living in a world of slaughter every day. What's more, this time it's the Quincy who came. We are the complete opposite of them. How can we expect a war without sacrifice?"

Nnoitra, the Ninth Espada who had just echoed Grimmjow, also chuckled twice, "That's right, we must go and give these Quincy who dare to step into Hueco Mundo Quincy Despair."

Both of them were highly motivated to fight.

Tier Harribel narrowed her eyes as she scanned the other Espada members.

Judging from their expressions alone, at least half of them advocated for an immediate attack, but they were more composed than Grimmjow and Nnoitra.

Tier Harribel spoke again, "Just by listening to their footsteps, we can tell they are a well-trained army, even more disciplined than the Soul Reaper of Soul Society. We absolutely cannot engage them recklessly."

Before the two troublemakers could speak, she continued, "I acknowledge the necessity of sacrifice in war, but pointless sacrifices should be avoided if possible."

"Tier Harribel is right," said Nelliel, the fifth blade with green hair.

Among the Espada, the numbers represent their strength. Nnoitra challenged Nelliel multiple times but failed each time.

He even resorted to extremely underhanded tactics, launching a sneak attack on Nelliel.

However, Tier Harribel stopped him.

In that battle, Nnoitra was almost wiped out by Tier Harribel.

Therefore, Nnoitra always wanted to take revenge on these two, but his strength did not allow it.

That's why he kept echoing the words of the Sixth Espada Grimmjow.

Because the other party is a battle maniac with a violent temper.

However, Grimmjow only looked displeased when facing these two, and did not continue to pursue the topic.

Tap tap tap, a series of steady footsteps sounded.

Sōsuke Aizen, the current King of Hueco Mundo, entered the conference hall and went straight to the head seat to sit down.

Kaname Tōsen stood beside him with his hands behind his back.

Aizen made a fist with his right hand and gently pressed it against his chin.

He sat very relaxed, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't take the Quincy army seriously at all.

After he appeared, both Grimmjow, who had been looking furious, and Nnoitra, who had been looking sinister, simultaneously put away their expressions.

Aizen maintained his gentle smile and opened his mouth slightly, "Gentlemen, we are all companions on the right path, we are on the right path of evolution."

Whether the invading enemies are Quincy, Soul Reaper, or even demons from Hell, nothing can stop our advance.