"Aizen Sosuke..."
Glancing at the Arrancars emerging from the Garganta, Captain-Commander Yamamoto snorted. "Surely you don't think you can contend with the Gotei 13 with just this bunch of misfits?"
After sensing the spiritual pressure of these Arrancars, Captain-Commander Yamamoto mocked Aizen Sosuke.
Although these Arrancars' spiritual pressure was not weak.
Captain-Commander Yamamoto had not the slightest doubt about the outcome of this war.
The current generation of Gotei 13 captains was even stronger than the generation that had fought Yhwach a thousand years ago!
And much stronger at that.
If they still could not defeat the Hueco Mundo faction Aizen had assembled under such circumstances, Captain-Commander Yamamoto felt he might as well die.
"Misfits?"
Hearing Captain-Commander Yamamoto describe his three strongest Espada that way, a faint smile appeared on Aizen's face.
Indeed, in Aizen Sosuke's eyes, the current Espada truly were nothing more than misfits.
However, apart from a very small number of people, the Gotei 13 was no different in Aizen Sosuke's eyes.
"Everyone, did you hear that?"
"Captain-Commander Yamamoto doesn't seem to think very highly of you."
"Then please, let Captain-Commander Yamamoto witness the strength of these so-called misfits!"
"Yes, Lord Aizen!"
After receiving Aizen's order, Stark, Baraggan, and Holi Bell emerged from the Garganta with their Fracción.
"Captains, leave these people to yourselves."
"Yes, Captain-Commander."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
With remarkable coordination, both the Arrancars and the Soul Reapers quickly moved away from the powerful figures and flew elsewhere to fight.
They knew their own limits. With their strength, they could not interfere in a battle of that level.
"Oh? Captain-Commander Yamamoto, are you planning to face the three of us alone?"
Seeing only Captain-Commander Yamamoto standing across from them, Gin Ichimaru narrowed his eyes and asked curiously before Aizen could speak.
It was not just Gin