"The boundless triumphs over the bounded, the formless triumphs over the formed, and the imperishable triumphs over the decayed."
After Barragan attained complete enlightenment, he realized how foolish and narrow-minded he had once been. This "world" was far larger than he had imagined.
"Barragan, do you understand now?"
When Araki's voice rang out beside Barragan's ear once more, Barragan finally came back to his senses...
Everything around him changed again. The Lapis Lazuli Pure Land slowly faded away, and Hueco Mundo, blanketed in white sand, appeared before his eyes.
"You should return now, to the place where you belong!"
After the holy king in the sky—the one who was "boundless," "formless," and "imperishable"—spoke those golden words to Barragan, his figure dimmed once more. Yet Barragan knew that the holy king was by his side. So long as he believed in the holy king's existence, it was as though the holy king had come to stand beside him.
"I shall obey the holy king's command!"
The instant Barragan's words fell, he had returned to Hueco Mundo. He first gave the Soul Reaper before him a slight bow of respect, then glanced at Jiba beneath him and let out a cold snort. "Hmph!"
Barragan's snort was filled with disdain for Jiba.
"Tsk, tsk~"
Araki smacked his lips as he looked at Barragan, who seemed like an entirely different person. Honestly, he still preferred the former "unruly" "Hollow King."
"What do you mean by that?!"
Before Araki could speak, Jiba was the first to challenge Barragan. He glared furiously at him and asked coldly.
"I should be the chief!"
Barragan stared coldly at Jiba and voiced his dissatisfaction.
"Hehe~ What a pity. The chief position you wanted belongs to me!"
"And you, my friend, can only be dead last~"
Jiba revealed a lewd