The bait radiated a temptation that came from the depths of the soul. Pure souls were mixed within the Blue Reishi, carried by the howling wind into Hueco Mundo's endless sands.
After sensing that summons from deep within their souls, the Hollows wandering above the dust all raised their hollow, numb eyes. Then, following their companions, they instinctively walked toward where the wind had come from.
Ahead of the Hollow horde, a black mouth that looked as though it had been sewn shut with needle and thread quietly opened at some point.
Beneath the pale moonlight, the Hollows walked into that gaping black maw, just as the obsessions they had swallowed had once entered their bellies.
As the Hollow horde entered, the enormous black mouth slowly closed. Hueco Mundo returned to its age-old deathly silence.
In Karakura Town, Miyako Shiba looked at the indicator in her hand and led the students toward the location where it displayed an anomaly.
As several faint spiritual pressure readings appeared nearby, Miyako Shiba smiled and said to the students behind her:
"Everyone, there are currently three Plus Souls ahead. I hope you'll all actively volunteer to perform Soul Burial on them. I'll assign scores based on your performance!"
Hearing Miyako Shiba's words, the students were all thrilled. Their long academy life and tedious book learning had long since bored them to death. Now that they finally had a chance to take part in a Combat Drill, how could they not be excited?
A tall, skinny student took advantage of his height to raise his hand above everyone's heads. His face had flushed slightly from excitement as he shouted at Miyako Shiba:
"Teacher Shiba! Me! I'll do it!"
Seeing how excited he was, Miyako Shiba smiled and nodded.
"Alright, Kojima, you can go. The rest