The pillars of spiritual pressure rising all around made Hueco Mundo, shrouded in Eternal Night, as bright as day at that moment.
Barragan looked at the nearly tangible spiritual pressure surrounding him, a faint smile appearing on his face. "It seems those guys aren't all useless after all. At the very least, once I kill you, I'll probably get to see the heads of those Shinigami who dared invade this place!"
Hearing Barragan's words, Asano Kiyoshi did not waste breath on him. Amid the churning Blood Sea, his figure became like a burning black flame. Countless terrifying Kido spells erupted from his hands, firmly sealing that decaying aura of death in place.
Elsewhere, Byakuya and Kenpachi looked at Zommari, who sat upon a sinister crimson flower, both wearing expressions of disgust. The reason was simple: this fellow was hideously ugly, and Byakuya hated fighting ugly opponents like him.
As for why Kenpachi was frowning, it was because Zommari's face made him feel sick. Those densely packed eyeballs—if he chopped them open, they would probably spray foul-smelling juice all over him. So, he was frowning because he was looking for the best place to cut.
Looking at the two captains, Zommari roared excitedly, "Are you the Shinigami captains who slaughtered our brethren so freely? Who gave you the right to massacre Hollows without restraint? Who told you that Hollows were born beneath you Shinigami? Do you know? Everything in this world ought to love one another. Everything is wrapped in love! Just as you are now being wrapped in my love!"
As he spoke, the countless writhing eyeballs on Zommari's body opened fully. A nearly bewitching purple pattern appeared in Kenpachi's and Byakuya's pupils, black flowers bloomed, and the obsession of a fanatical believer became flames, burning as they illuminated the