Aizen's Sermon

"Stop talking. Save your strength."

Aizen helped Boros's mangled body up and used Healing Kidō to stabilize his injuries. Of course, he knew a little Healing Kidō himself, though he was nowhere near as proficient as Lu Li or Retsu Unohana.

Boros's feelings were complicated. It was fair to say his entire worldview had shattered.

When he had first set sail into the Starry Sky, it had not been to make money or become some universal overlord. The reason was simple: he had become invincible on his own planet, so he had merely wanted to take a look around the universe.

Yet after years of adventure, after wandering about and even gaining the title of overlord of the universe, he had encountered an opponent on the road whom he could not defeat even after giving it everything he had.

This could hardly be called an exhilarating battle. Judging by the contemptuous look in the other party's eyes, as though he were an ant, two finger flicks had been enough to beat him until he could not rise again.

At that thought, Boros did not know whether he should feel happy or sad. His skin color reflected his mood, and it had turned a deathly gray.

"You lost only one battle, and this is how you act?"

Aizen's voice was calm. "Were all those things you told me aboard the ship mere empty words?"

Boros was stunned. He had just told Aizen that invincible loneliness was the most boring and painful thing in the world, yet now that he had been defeated, his heart had immediately turned to ashes. It truly seemed improper.

His mind cleared, and he realized that his defeat was actually a good thing. Was not defeat what he had sought? Only by witnessing a higher level of