An Unexpectedly Powerful Enemy / Does the World Have a Will?

As he spoke, he stopped stirring the long stick in his hand, casually tossing it aside, the other end of the stick still stuck in the sea of blood.

This is a stabilizing pillar formed by him using his own power to manipulate the Hell Rinki. If left unattended, it will exist in Hell forever, just like the rocky mountains next to it.

"Just call me Fufu you want." Saito reached up and brushed the ponytail that was draped over his chest behind his back. "What's your name?"

"Captain Tokoyo, you absolutely cannot be seriously injured in Hell, and you absolutely cannot die, otherwise your soul and consciousness will dissipate and turn into Rinki, and you will probably eventually merge into this scorched earth underground." Gin Ichimaru stepped forward and stretched out his other arm, which had already turned into a withered branch of Rinki.

"For some reason, the child doesn't want to eat the things on the ground, but this Rinki that I transform from my body can serve as his food."

He smiled and said, "Having lost both hands, I don't have much fighting power left. I didn't expect to be able to leave some contribution even after death. I'm already content."

"You brat, stop messing around with this nonsense." Tokoyo Misao scoffed, then raised his right leg and stomped down hard, causing the ground to sink nearly a meter with a loud thud.

Then, with a grab and pull of his left hand downwards, a black marble made of Rinki appeared in his palm.

He smiled and held the bead to Shizuka Tokoyo's lips, who immediately bit it into her mouth and swallowed it whole.

"I can even manipulate the Hell Rinki, but your body truly cannot be restored." Tokoyo Misao shook his head.

"Really? That's a real shame." Gin Ichimaru looked somewhat dejected.

"You call yourself Soul Reaper? You still have your mouth, don't you? If you can't use your Zanpakuto with your hands, then use your mouth to bite it. Let's fight until you're completely obliterated."

Gin Ichimaru paused for a moment, said nothing, turned around and walked to his Zanpakuto. With a light lift of his toes, the Zanpakuto spun and flew into the air.

He opened his mouth, bit the hilt of the knife, and walked to Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's side.

"Good, let's fight to the very last moment."

The two launched an attack on the two captains who had recovered and been strengthened.

At the same time, Batsu'unsai thrust his bayonet toward Tokoyo Misao's eyes.

"You wretched fellow, turn Saito back! Without her as a foil, how can my beauty, grace, gentleness, and magnanimity stand out!"

She roared with each stab.

"I absolutely refuse to acknowledge how adorable Saito is!"

Tokoyo Misao's brow twitched; he simply couldn't understand it.

Why does Batsu'unsai, with his single braid, have such a strong opinion about Saito's twin tails?

"Damn it, what's cute about me?" Saito drew his sword and slashed, but the force seemed weak.

The two started fighting.

Although Tokoyo Misao quite enjoyed watching women fight, he had already seen out of the corner of his eye that Gin Ichimaru had been stabbed in the heart by Chika Shihoin.

He whispered to Ukitake, "Captain Ukitake, could you please keep an eye on Rukia for me?"

Chapter 220 An Unexpectedly Powerful Enemy

"Captain Tokoyo, tell me, what is the meaning of my life?"

Severely injured, Gin Ichimaru lay on the ground. His eyes, which had been hidden, were now fully open, but they were devoid of any light, utterly dull and gray.

"I was always hungry as a child, and when I finally made a friend, I could only watch helplessly as he lost everything. I wanted to avenge him, so I became a venomous snake, but in the end, my fangs never opened against him."

"Looking at it this way, it seems I haven't accomplished anything at all," Gin Ichimaru murmured, looking up at the sea of blood in the sky.

"Most people in the world can't do what they want to do. If it weren't for my interference, your fangs should have been able to bite Aizen, right?" Tokoyo Misao said as he stepped forward, clapped his hands together, and then made a grasping motion in the air, and a huge baseball bat appeared in his hands.

He stomped his right foot forward, making a swinging motion, and unleashed a powerful blow at the charging Chika Shihoin.

With a loud thud, Chika Shihoin's body flew backward.

Tokoyo Misao then said softly, "But rather than someone who's willing to sacrifice everything for a goal, I prefer someone like you who can compromise for their family."

"Really? To gain Captain Tokoyo's favor, that's wonderful." Gin Ichimaru's voice gradually lowered, and his eyelids began to close. Most of his body had already turned into Rinki.

Tokoyo Misao waited silently by the side, ready to knock Chika away with a baseball bat as soon as he charged at him.

After this happened three times, Gin Ichimaru's eyes were reduced to mere slits, and the Rinki enveloped his chest.

Suddenly, Tokoyo Misao turned his head to look to the side, and upon seeing the person who had appeared, he turned around and started chasing after Chika.

In his last, blurry vision, Gin Ichimaru saw the man he had wanted to kill his entire life.

He found strength from who-knows-where, turned his head, bit the Zanpakuto, and hissed softly, "Shoot him! Shinsō!"

The blade instantly extended, its sharp point pressed against Aizen's chest, making a creaking sound.

Aizen raised his right hand, conjuring a long sword in his grasp. He slowly walked to Gin Ichimaru, raised his right hand high, and said softly, "Your fangs did indeed touch me."

Aizen swung his sword and beheaded Gin Ichimaru.

Rinki enveloped Gin Ichimaru, and after a moment, it miraculously merged into the earth without becoming a Hell skeleton soldier.

"Aizen." Ukitake in front of Rukia, called out softly upon seeing this.

It all became clear why Aizen was there; it was obvious that his old friend had released the person.

The other side just beheaded Gin Ichimaru, which can be considered as fulfilling that genius's wish.

But why didn't Gin Ichimaru transform into a Hell Skeleton Soldier?

Does this mean that Soul Reaper cannot be transformed and can only return to Hell as Rinki?

It's possible that even when these original captains of the Gotei 13 were killed by Tokoyo Misao, they were merely reduced to Rinki and did not transform into Hell skeleton soldiers.

Thinking of this, Ukitake felt a sense of relief; he certainly didn't want to become that kind of thing.

Seeing that Aizen wasn't paying attention to them, he simply sat down cross-legged and continued to protect Rukia.

"Captain-Commander Yamamoto, it's been a while, and you seem to have gotten weaker." Aizen said with a smile, looking at the heavily injured Yamamoto.

At that moment, Tokoyo Misao returned carrying a human head.

He deliberately beheaded Chika, sealing his head with his power to prevent him from turning into Rinki again and strengthening Chika Shihoin, who was fighting Yamamoto.

"Brother Aizen, can you open the Hell dimension?" Tokoyo Misao asked.

"Send Rukia and my child away first." He didn't mention himself.

Because the moment Aizen appeared, the instant their eyes met, they already understood that they would have to decide the outcome of the battle once again.

"Could it be that Brother Misao has no way to open the Hell dimension?" Aizen asked curiously.

He raised his right index finger high and suddenly slashed it across the air in front of him.

A squeaking sound rang out, as if fingernails were scraping a blackboard, but no cracks or traces appeared in the space.

Aizen's brow twitched, and he smiled, saying, "Interesting. But this means nothing to me, who has evolved infinitely." As he finished speaking, Reiatsu erupted from his body and condensed between his fingers.

A moment later, the finger completely transformed into a purple galaxy, like stars in the sky.

He swept his finger across the space again, and with a creaking sound, a tiny crack appeared, but it was quickly closed within a short distance.

Aizen looked at his palm and said, "I'm still evolving. Judging from what I felt earlier, it will take at least nine years to open it."

"If it really takes nine years, I can forcefully blast open this space by integrating all this Hell Rinki. Isn't this just a rush to get out?" Tokoyo Misao said irritably.

Given enough time, he could directly decompose the charred, Rinki ground of Hell, compress it into a massive force, and surely blast open the Hell space.

"Why don't we let those two give it a try?" Tokoyo Misao looked at the two white figures in the distance.

It was Hueco Mundo Ulquiorra, the Fourth Espada, and Grimmjow, the Sixth Espada, from Hueco Mundo.

"I can understand why you brought Ulquiorra along, but why did you bring the Little Panther?" Tokoyo Misao still somewhat puzzled.

Ulquiorra is incredibly powerful, comparable to the First Espada Starrk, who refused to reunite with him.

But Grimmjow Little Panther Leopard was far less powerful.

"Because both of them have the potential to evolve," Aizen said with a smile, "Aren't you going to help Captain-Commander Yamamoto?"

"Who cares if that old man dies! If we lend a hand, that old man will probably haunt us for the rest of his life." Tokoyo Misao turned his head and looked over.

At this moment, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto was covered in wounds. The wounds did not heal; instead, like those of Gin Ichimaru, they gradually turned into black Rinki, and his flesh withered.

His opponent is the strengthened Chika Shihoin.

"Wasn't the Fourth Division a medical unit back in the day? How come these sickly-looking guys seem to have terrifyingly strong fighting abilities?"

Tokoyo Misao saw Shijima cough twice, then drew his sword from his waist and executed a quick cut.

The next instant, he put his knife back into its sheath at his waist.

Meanwhile, another wound appeared on Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's chest, which gradually turned into Reishi.

Aizen smiled and chimed in, "Isn't the current Fourth Division Captain also extremely powerful?"

Tokoyo Misao's brow twitched. "When did you learn to make sarcastic remarks? Speaking in such a sarcastic way isn't a good habit."

The two had only exchanged two sentences when Captain-Commander Yamamoto suffered several more wounds.

Aizen continued his commentary, "Although Captain-Commander Yamamoto's hand-to- Hakuda are already at their peak, his opponent's grasp of distance is terrifying. If Ryūjin Jakka were still in his possession, he could still fight, but he's at a disadvantage unarmed."

"Ryūjin Jakka is currently in the First Division; he wasn't brought along." Tokoyo Misao shrugged, then thought for a moment before asking.

"Old Man Yamamoto, do you need help? If this continues, you'll turn into Rinki too."

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto tilted his head slightly, glared angrily, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body.

Then he clenched his right fist, pulled back his waist, assumed a horse stance, and let out a long exhale.

He took a step forward with his right foot, and then punched forward with his right fist.

Bang! A loud explosion rang out, and a compressed air shockwave formed in front of his fist, the immense force sending Shijima flying backward.

At the same time, Captain-Commander Yamamoto exerted force with both feet again, accelerating to Shijima's side as he flew backwards in the air, and kicked him upwards.

Shijima's body was redirected, flying towards the sea of blood in the sky.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto bent his legs, pushed off the ground, and transformed into a cannonball shooting upwards, quickly catching up with Shijima.

He clenched his fists, interlacing his index fingers, and roared, "Sleep in peace, Shijima!"

With a shout, he slammed his fists into Shijima's forehead, sending the latter spinning like a top before crashing to the ground with a bang, creating a huge crater.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto landed and gasped for breath.

But now, the part of his body that was originally only wounded has turned into Rinki, and it is gradually spreading, turning his entire lower abdomen all the way down to his thighs into a dark patch.

Huh? Tokoyo Misao looked down and saw that the head in his hand had turned into fine sand, flowing through his fingers and falling into the scorched ground.

The same applies to Shijima, which lies deep within the cave ahead.

Before long, the black sand gradually rose up, forming a human-shaped figure.

A moment later, the figure gradually became clearer. Upon seeing the person appear Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "Even you've come out, Kuruyashiki Kenpachi."

Kuruyashiki Kenpachi's skin is completely red.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing black pupils within. He blinked, scratched the back of his head, and said:

"What's going on? Why the hell am I here?" He looked around. "Captain-Commander Yamamoto, where am I...?"

Then his body stiffened, and after a moment he sighed, "Looks like I've been dragged out of Hell to be a henchman."

Just now, a series of commands appeared in his mind, and he could sense that he had to carry them out.

"Sorry, Captain-Commander Yamamoto, it seems I'll have to kill you." He said with a smile, his right hand clenching in the air, and a Zanpakuto appeared in his hand.

Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's expression was solemn. He slowly inhaled, then exhaled deeply, assuming a fighting stance. "Let's begin!"

"Alright, Captain-Commander." Kuruyashiki Kenpachi vanished, then suddenly reappeared in front of Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, slashing down with his sword and instantly cutting him in two. He said in a low voice, "Sorry."

He then straightened up, watching Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's body transform into pure black Rinki matter and merge into the ground, before turning around. "Judging from your clothes, you must be the captain of the Gotei 13, right?"

"Let's make a deal. Could we let that child stay? It seems Hell doesn't intend to harm him, but rather wants him to grow up healthy and strong."

Tokoyo Misao truly hadn't expected that Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto would be so swiftly and decisively killed by Kuruyashiki Kenpachi.

He took two steps forward, a chilling smile spreading across his face.

"Believe it or not, I'll destroy Hell!"

Chapter 221 Does the World Possess a Will?

"Hahaha." Kuruyashiki Kenpachi into laughter.

"You're quite amusing, trying to destroy Hell? A good idea, but unfortunately, you can't do it."