Clouds of War Before the Battle

Uchiha Jin sat on the sofa, resting his head on his fist as he watched the Arrancar kneeling on one knee before him.

His face was pale, and a white bone mask covered the left side of his head.

No. 4, Ulquiorra.

"Lord Aizen hopes Your Majesty can provide assistance."

Jin rubbed his chin as he pondered.

"So what kind of scheme is Aizen planning?"

He did not believe that man would simply ask him for help.

Besides.

Jin looked at Ulquiorra before him.

"Getting my help won't be so easy."

Ulquiorra lowered his head and said quietly, "Hueco Mundo will submit completely to the Land of Shadow."

"Heh." Jin suddenly laughed. "Don't make me laugh. What use are trash like you?"

A crushing pressure instantly descended upon Ulquiorra, forcing him heavily onto the ground.

Those Soul Reapers did interest Uchiha Jin. After all, some of them still had room to grow.

As for Hollows, they had already reached their limits. Evolution was not so easy.

Even Aizen treated them as tools. How could Jin think highly of them?

Ulquiorra struggled against the pressure bearing down on him, but it was so overwhelming that he could not rise at all.

Jin lightly tapped the sofa with his finger, each tap landing against the armrest.

Ulquiorra was pressed flat against the ground as the pressure on his body grew heavier and heavier.

His breathing began to turn ragged.

Cracks continuously appeared across his body. Mere Spiritual Pressure had rendered him completely unable to resist.

"Still, this is somewhat interesting."

Jin stroked his chin.

"Let me see the result I want to see."

"Then we will naturally help him."

A smile rested on Jin's face. With a light flick of his finger, the ground beneath Ulquiorra suddenly became a black shadow, and