Compassion

"Where do you think you're going?"

The instant Askin turned his gun around, an incomparably gentle female voice, even carrying a hint of concern, suddenly sounded right beside his ear.

It felt as though someone were whispering into his ear.

But to Askin right now, it was no different from the whisper of death.

"Who's there?"

Almost on instinct, Askin's expression changed drastically. Before he could turn around, his wrist bent backward at an extremely unnatural angle, and he fired at the source of the voice.

Though he had no time to unleash the full power of The Almighty in his haste, the high-density Spirit Particle bullet fired in his The Still state could instantly flatten even a small mountain, let alone the flesh of a Hollow.

However.

A crisp, pleasant sound rang out, like a raindrop falling onto a string.

Askin's pupils contracted sharply.

He saw a beautiful woman with long dark-green hair standing half a meter behind him like a ghost.

She merely crossed her twin blades in a casual block, and the Spirit Particle bullet that could have blown away half of Ulquiorra's body was effortlessly deflected.

"Not bad force. Much stronger than that little poisonous snake called Askin."

Neliel smiled as she assessed him, her eyes filled with pure curiosity and interest.

"His Majesty once told me that your emperor, who slept for a thousand years, distributed his power among you. Not only that, but if he wished, even if you died in battle, he could revive you through a ritual called Saint's Selection. Is that true?"

"Hmph. That is indeed the case."

Askin swiftly retreated to widen the distance, his gun barrel locked tightly onto the unfathomable woman before him as he spoke coldly.

"But I'm curious. Why didn't you kill those two who have