As the blood churned, countless ghastly souls surged forth from the Blood Sea. Their bodies were pierced through by innumerable chains, yet they still glared viciously at the captains. Even as the chains scraped away their flesh, they tried to drag the captains into the Blood Sea with them!
Behind those souls were hundreds upon hundreds of little demons wielding all manner of torture instruments. Grinning maliciously, they casually tore off the heads of the souls beside them, grabbed them in their hands, and hurled them at Aizen.
Aizen looked at the ugly head flying toward him, displeasure crossing his face. With a casual, "Byakurai," the head was blasted into fragments.
Seeing this, everyone relaxed slightly. If this was all it amounted to, then it was still within acceptable limits.
But in the next instant, the shattered head completely crushed the captains' hopes.
The head that should have scattered across the ground suddenly turned into a massive pool of blood. The blood solidified in midair, and then the little demon that had thrown the head crawled directly out of it.
At the same time, the little demon held a chain as thick as a human arm.
At such close range, Aizen showed not the slightest panic as he watched the little demon pounce toward him. He merely raised a hand lightly. As nearly terrifying spiritual pressure erupted, the little demon and the chain in its hand were directly reduced to their most primitive state of Reishi.
But this was merely an appetizer!
Tens of thousands of little demons twisted off countless heads and threw them toward Aizen and Gin Ichimaru.
Though the two were extremely powerful, neither dared to reveal their true strength if they wanted their future plans to proceed. The surrounding captains tried to assist them, but a