Assault on the Visored Base

Sizzle!

The power of decay collided with the red and black aura once again.

But this time it's completely different from before.

These red and black threads continuously cut through the decaying power, just like cutting custard with a steel wire, turning the axe blade into pieces.

Then these threads began to spin, transforming into a mixer that shredded the enormous axe blade into increasingly fine pieces, eventually reducing them to the size of Reishi.

These decaying Reishi were thus absorbed and integrated into the threads.

"What happened?! What did you do?"

Purple flames erupted from the empty, eyeless eye sockets of Baraggan's skull, seemingly transforming into eyes as they expanded.

He was a little confused about what had just happened.

Everything in the world will decay.

Therefore, the power he wields is absolute.

How is that possible? There's something that can devour the power of decay.

Absolutely not.

No way!

Baraggan gripped the purple giant axe tightly with both hands, unleashing a horizontal slash, a vertical chop, and a diagonal sweep.

Huge axe beams, imbued with the power of decay, continuously shot out from the axe blade.

At this moment, strands of cause and effect wrapped around Tokoyo Misao's forearm.

He looked down, then looked up and smiled.

Faced with the axe blade that swept towards him with a terrifying aura, he swung his hand.

Snap!

Clap clap clap

Like swatting a fly, the attack was easily and effortlessly swatted away.

"How dare you touch my power with your body! Feel my body decaying and turn to ashes!"

Baraggan truly had no idea what method Tokoyo Misao had used to neutralize the decaying power he had unleashed.

But if one's own power infects the body, it will absolutely turn to ashes, without exception.

The purple flames in his eyes intensified as he stared intently at Tokoyo Misao. When he swatted away the axe's light, a lingering smell of decay remained on his palm.

Tokoyo Misao smiled and opened his palm to show his hand.

He gently squeezed it twice, and the putrid smell that had been clinging to it vanished.

"Let's change our fighting style. Your decaying power is useless against me."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Baraggan the Roar.

This time, he actually reached out and grabbed the axe blade, pulled hard, and the axe blade made a crisp sound as it snapped off with his skeletal hand.

The next moment, the purple double-edged axe transformed back into a decaying aura.

These auras swirled around Baraggan's body.

The next moment, this guy opened his skull-like mouth wide and charged towards Tokoyo Misao while howling.

In Tokoyo Misao's eyes, Baraggan's skeleton seemed to possess a special power.

Even when he broke the axe, he didn't directly touch the decay.

There is a spatial barrier that is impossible to detect.

It's highly likely that it's an ability he was born with.

However, this ability ironically limited Baraggan's understanding of the power of corrupt rules.

A force that even we ourselves dare not touch is meaningless.

"Die!" Baraggan rushed in front of Tokoyo Misao, and suddenly stretched out his skeletal hand, from which a purplish-black, decaying power surged.

It shone down on Tokoyo Misao.

"Didn't I tell you? The power of decay is no longer effective against me."

Tokoyo Misao shook his head slightly, reached forward with his right hand, grabbed the decaying substance, and yanked it violently, as if tearing open a curtain, throwing the enormous decaying force to his side.

"Impossible!" Baraggan roared again, his power erupting once more, this time even more thoroughly.

Even the purple flames in its eyes gradually diminished, almost extinguished.

This time, he unleashed all his corrupting power, enveloping the Tokoyo Misao to ashes.

"Don't you really know any other ways to attack?"

Tokoyo Misao tilted his head and looked at the skull's eye socket, whose flames had been completely extinguished.

He paid no attention to the surrounding aura, lightly rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and snapped his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, red and black threads spread from his right forearm to his entire body, even covering his Captain's Haori.

Then he was enveloped and covered by the power of decay.

"Hahaha, you're finally dead!"

When Baraggan saw that his power completely enveloped Tokoyo Misao, he tilted his head back, opened his arms, and burst into laughter.

Even he himself, completely enveloped by the power of decay, would not last long before dying, let alone a mere Soul Reaper.

"I see. Because you were born with the power of corrupted rules, you simply can't fight."

A sigh escaped from the purple aura, instantly silencing Baraggan's laughter.

The sound of footsteps.

Tokoyo Misao actually walked out of that corrupting power with ease.

His body looked perfectly clean; even his hair and clothes showed no signs of decay.

Tokoyo Misao walked up to Baraggan, stopped, extended his right hand, pressed his middle finger against the knuckle of his thumb, and flicked it sharply.

Bang! Crack!

A violent explosion followed by the sound of bones shattering.

Tokoyo Misao's flick on the forehead sent Baraggan flying backward.

Four cracks appeared on his skull, which had originally been wearing a crown.

At this moment, Baraggan seemed to have truly become a skeleton, showing no reaction whatsoever, and simply flew backwards in the sky, unable to stop.

Even Tokoyo Misao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened.

"So this is your escape route?"

He lightly stepped on the air and quickly caught up.

But I don't know if it's because Baraggan is just bones, or if Toki no Tokoyo Misao's head slap was too powerful.

Baraggan flew backward at an incredible speed; even Tokoyo Misao took several seconds to get close and was about to catch up.

"That is?"

Tokoyo Misao looked in the direction where Baraggan had flown backward and stopped.

There was an extremely powerful aura there, far greater than that of Baraggan.

The aura remained where it was, showing no intention of approaching.

Tokoyo Misao thought for a moment and did not continue the pursuit.

He did not intend to kill Baraggan here.

"It's a bit unsatisfying. Relying on Baraggan to unleash the Bankai is still unrealistic."

"But it's not time to kill him yet."

He murmured a couple of words, turned around, and took a step towards the direction of the Visored.

As he walked, the red and black threads in the surrounding space kept surging towards his forearm.

Before long, the silver pupils in his eyes faded, and his Zanpakuto returned to his waist.

He soon returned to the camp of the Visored.

At a glance, you could see Tier Harribel holding a pile of Hollow power in his hands, stuffing it into his mouth.

He glanced at the other members of the Visored, and at Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi lying there, his Hollow power mostly gone, and instantly understood.

"He lost control?"

Tokoyo Misao walked up to Hirako and asked a question.

"That's right, but things are stable now." Hirako released his right hand, which had been gripping the Zanpakuto, upon seeing Tokoyo Misao return, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

As Tier Harribel absorbed the Hollow power from Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi, his own power continued to grow stronger, and his injuries were now almost completely healed.

Even just sitting there with his mouth agape as if he were eating a snack, the pressure he naturally exuded was almost unbearable for Hirako.

Only then did he truly understand what Vasto Lorde meant.

At least in Hirako's opinion, the pressure emanating from Tier Harribel is no less than that of the so-called King of Hueco Mundo.

"Now all that's missing is you and Hachigen."

Tokoyo Misao planned to finish the battle quickly and then find some Void Refining Beads to help Hirako and Hachigen strengthen and improve their strength.

Suddenly, a beeping sound rang out.

He took the black box out of his pocket; it was flashing a red light.

He pointed with his finger, and a rough beam of light shot out from the box.

Kisuke Urahara shouted hurriedly:

"Boss Misao, what exactly did you do in Hueco Mundo?"

"Come back immediately, something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Hirako asked.

"Soul Society has detected a large number of Hollow Deaths and has dispatched two captains to the World of the Living to investigate. Boss Misao, you need to come back quickly," Kisuke Urahara explained hastily.

"Then open the door," Tokoyo Misao said, turning to Hirako.

"Since this trip didn't successfully help you improve your strength, you and Hachigen don't need to work for me for the time being."

Hirako pursed his lips. Rather than working for Tokoyo Misao, he wanted to improve his own strength.

However, I now understand that I can no longer stay in Hueco Mundo.

Tokoyo Misao threw the black box on the ground.

The next moment, the black box unfolded, forming a Senkaimon.

Hirako, Hachigen, and Kensei led the way, carrying the Visored.

Tokoyo Misao was about to take a step, a voice came from behind him.

"May I have your name?"

Tier Harribel stared intently at Tokoyo Misao, as if trying to etch his face into his mind.

My name is Tokoyo Misao.

Chapter 113 Raid on the Visored Base

Within the Dangai, Hirako's gaze would occasionally drift over Tokoyo Misao.

The strength displayed by this nobleman was terrifying.

However, at the moment, he is at least not on Aizen's side.

He also conducted some preliminary investigations into Tokoyo Misao.

Now, Tokoyo Misao is not only helping the Visored improve its strength, but also personally covering their retreat to deal with Baraggan.