Hill of the Twin Executions At the top, the wind stopped.
Aizen stood on the edge of the cliff, and Kaname Tōsen stood half a step behind him.
Tens of meters above their heads, eight people Visored were floating in the air. From Hirako Shinji to Hachigen Ushōda, the swords in everyone's hands had been unsheathed.
On the edge of the surrounding hills, Chōjirō Sasakibe, Kyōraku Shunsui, and Ukitake Jūshirō stood in a triangular position, with the tip of the knife aimed at the center.
Further away, Kenpachi Zaraki was standing there holding a knife, and Unohana Retsu was standing beside him.
No matter how you look at it, there is no hope of escape.
There was no fear on Kaname Tōsen's face. He faced the direction of Yan Si and leaned forward slightly.
"Master Yan Si." His voice was very respectful. "Why do you want to stay here Hell."
"I admire your justice very much."
"Why not work with Lord Aizen to achieve justice, Future?"
"Or is it that you know everything and have justice, but you are unwilling to act?"
Yan Si stood there, glanced at Kaname Tōsen, but said nothing. Aizen turned around and looked at Kaname Tōsen, with the smile still on his face.
"Yes." His voice was gentle.
"Don't insult brother Yan Si."
Kaname Tōsen's body bowed even lower.
He straightened up and took a step back, standing behind Aizen.
But he frowned, confusion written on his face.
Aizen explained softly, "Brother Yan Si is just exploring a different path."
He looked at Yan Si again and said in a softer voice, "I already know about Eternal Night's situation."
"Don't worry, Soul Society doesn't matter whether it's day or night."
He reached out and raised his glasses. "In the end, everything will be under my management."
Yan Si's eyebrows moved.
He was a little surprised, but if he thought about it carefully, it was reasonable. Aizen is not only powerful, but also a very smart person.
Old Man Yamamoto Although they are very strong and have smart talents, they ignore many details.
Including that and Seireitei Fusion Chiziro Kenpachi, Shadow Empire was not found.
He hasn't spoken yet.
Hirako Shinji's voice pounded from the top of his head.
"Management?"
He stood in the air, Sakanade in his hand on his shoulder, his face sank and the corners of his mouth turned down.
"What a loud tone." His eyes were fixed on Aizen.
"Although I don't know what Eternal Night is."
"But Aizen, you are nothing but a liar."
His voice became colder. "You also want to manage Soul Society?"
Aizen raised his head and looked at Hirako Shinji, looking at the bruised face, and responded very calmly, "I never wanted to lie to anyone."
"It's just that none of you understand me."
Hirako Shinji's brows furrowed. "There's so much bullshit."
He put down the knife on his shoulder, held it flat in front of his chest, and pointed the tip of the knife at Aizen's throat.
"Don't you think you can leave?"
In the sky, other Visored members also moved.
Love Aikawa held Spiked Club tightly with both hands, and the flame on the head of the club shot up three inches.
Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō flicked his wrist, and the tip of Kinshara's whip drew a white mark on the ground.
Kensei Muguruma puts on the gloves, and the metallic luster on the surface of the gloves becomes brighter.
Yadomaru Lisa turned Iron Syringe sideways, pointing the tip of the gun downward.
Sarugaki Hiyori pulled out the knife and held it with both hands. The blade of the knife was shaking slightly because he was angry.
Hachigen Ushōda's hand began to glow. On the edge of the hill, tiny arcs of electricity danced on Chōjirō Sasakibe's blade.
Kyōraku Shunsui pushed up the bamboo hat, revealing his whole face, and the expression on his face was put away.
Ukitake Jūshirō Hold the handle of the knife tightly, and there is a slight buzzing from the scabbard.
No one took action.
Everyone is waiting.
Wait for the command from Captain-General Yamamoto.
Captain-General Yamamoto stood at the front and spoke in a deep voice.
"Fifth Division Lieutenant Aizen Sōsuke."
"Why are you studying this?"
Aizen turned around and faced Captain-General Yamamoto, with the smile on his face put away and a serious expression on his face.
"Captain-General Yamamoto." His voice was also very serious, "The strongest Shinigami."
"Your title proves one thing." He raised his head and looked into Captain-General Yamamoto's eyes. "That is, Seireitei has made no progress for thousands of years."
Kyōraku Shunsui's voice came in from the side. "Hey, hey, what you said is right."
He stretched out his hand to lift his bamboo hat, "It's just that we juniors are not living up to expectations."
Ukitake Jūshirō also spoke, "In a hundred years, junior brother should have a chance."
Captain-General Yamamoto snorted and glanced at Yan Si: "It's still early for this brat to want to sit in my seat."
"No." Aizen shook his head slightly.
"What I want to say is not the issue of heirs."
He glanced around sideways. From Captain-General Yamamoto to Chōjirō Sasakibe, from Kyōraku Shunsui to Ukitake Jūshirō, from Kenpachi Zaraki to Unohana Retsu, and finally looked at the Visored members in the sky.
"Shinigami has four basic fighting styles."
"Zankensoki."
"No matter what kind of ability you can strengthen and train."
"They will encounter the barrier of Shinigami's own soul strength and stop growing." "In other words, this is the limit of Shinigami."
He looked at Captain-General Yamamoto.
"Captain-General Yamamoto has reached this limit long ago."
"Isn't it?"
Captain-General Yamamoto's eyes narrowed.
"Kid, what do you want to say?"
Aizen reached out and raised his glasses.
"Then, is there no way to enhance all abilities beyond their limits?"
Then the answer to the question is given.
"Yes, there is only one way."
He looked at everyone around him.
"That is, Hollowification of Shinigami." He raised his right hand and spread his fingers.
"Crush Shinigami's soul that has reached its limit."
"Incorporate the power of the void."
"Towards a higher level."
He raised his head and looked at Visored in the sky.
"Captain Hirako, your talent has been stuck at Second-Class Spiritual Pressure, and you haven't made any progress in a hundred years."
Hirako Shinji's brows furrowed even more.
Aizen continued:
"And after using the power of the void, you have now reached First-level Spiritual Pressure and are close to the peak."
He moved his eyes away from Hirako Shinji's face, looked at Love Aikawa, looked at Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō, looked at Kensei Muguruma, looked at Yadomaru Lisa, looked at Sarugaki Hiyori, looked at Hachigen Ushōda.
"Same for you."
"Because of the evolution of the soul, everyone has grown." He withdrew his gaze and looked at the people around him.
"This is a gift, but you don't even know how to be grateful."
"It makes no sense to draw the sword instead."
Hirako Shinji's face turned red.
"Gift?"
"What a joke!"
His hand holding the knife tightened, but he did not move. Captain-General had not spoken yet.
Aizen looked at Captain-General Yamamoto again.
"This is my gift to Seireitei."
"In case you encounter a shadow."
"You can't protect Soul Society."
Kyōraku Shunsui took a step forward, stood beside Captain-General Yamamoto, and looked at Aizen. "Shadow? Junior brother Yan Si also said this."
He stretched out his hand and pressed the hat. "But I can't find out."
"Aizen Lieutenant, can you tell me if you know it?"
"It depends on the situation. If you really did this to avoid the destruction of Soul Society, the punishment may be reduced during the trial."
Hiyori's voice exploded from above.
"Hey!" She blushed with anger.
"What is a reduced punishment?" she yelled.
"Fuck!" Before she could finish her words, a hand covered her mouth, Yadomaru Lisa's hand.
She covered Hiyori's mouth, and Hiyori struggled and whined, the anger in her eyes almost burning out.
Not only did he almost die, but he was also tricked into having a virtual power in his soul, how dare he let Aizen go?
She stared hard at Lisa.
Lisa didn't look at her, just covering her face. Aizen raised his head, looked at Kyōraku Shunsui, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Judgment?"
There was doubt in his voice.
"Punishment?"
Look at the people around you.
"Who?"
His eyes fell on Seireitei Central 46 Chambers in the distance.
"Those Nobles."
He smiled.
"Almost dead."
Look at Kyōraku Shunsui.
"Are you captains?" He reached out and raised his glasses again.
"When is the captain of Thirteen Court Guard Squads."
"I have become so fond of talking nonsense."
Captain-General Yamamoto spoke in a deep voice.
"That's enough." His voice boomed from the top of the hill.
"Take down the traitor Aizen Sōsuke!"
Hirako Shinji was the first to rush down.
"I've been waiting for your words for a long time!"
He held the knife with both hands, the blade facing down, and smashed his whole body towards Aizen.
In the sky, other Visored members also moved.
Love Aikawa rushed down holding Spiked Club, and the flame on the head of the club dragged out a long tail flame.
Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō flicked his wrist, and Kinshara turned into a golden whip and whipped it towards Aizen. Kensei Muguruma clenched his fists tightly, and the light on the gloves was dazzling.
Yadomaru Lisa holds the gun with both hands, pointing the gun tip at Aizen.
Sarugaki Hiyori rushed down with a knife, still cursing.
Hachigen Ushōda threw Kidō Aizen in his hand.
At this moment, a transparent wall appeared above Aizen's head.
Hirako Shinji's knife hit the wall.
Bang!
The blade of the knife bounced back, and his wrist was numb from the shock.
There is a transparent wall extending from Aizen's head to the sky.
He lowered his head and looked at Yan Si on the ground.
Yan Si is now standing next to Byakuya, with his right hand raised flatly.
He spoke in a cold voice. "Dankū."
Hirako Shinji's face darkened.
"Yan Si, are you and Aizen in the same group?"
Hiyori also looked at Yan Si, his pupils trembling.
"Yan Si Master!" Her voice was also shaking.
"What are you doing!"
Lisa next to him frowned and tightened his grip on the gun.
Kyōraku Shunsui stood in the distance, the smile on his face disappeared.
"Junior brother, don't you think Shinuchi is together with Aizen?"
His eyes twinkled under the bamboo hat.
He has always had a suspicion. If Yan Si is really that person, then today's matter will be troublesome.
Ukitake Jūshirō spoke quickly. "Don't worry, junior brother should have a reason to intercept."
Captain-General Yamamoto turned directly to face Yan Si and spoke in a deep voice.
"You better have a reason, brat."
Yan Si put down his raised hand and put his hands back into his pockets.
He looked at those people and responded calmly:
"You can't even see anyone."
"What to fight?"
Before they could react, Yan Si raised his head and looked at the sky.
"You don't even know someone is above you."
"Still want to hit someone?"
Hirako Shinji was stunned, and he raised his head following Yan Si's line of sight.
There is nothing. Only the sky, only clouds, and only sunlight leaking through the gaps in the clouds.
"What?" He frowned, and the people around him also raised their heads.
Captain-General Yamamoto also raised his head.
He glanced at Aizen in the center of the hill, and then at the sky.
The figure was still standing there, and Kaname Tōsen was still standing behind him.
But Yan Si said people are on the head?
Click, a crisp sound, like glass breaking, like ice cracking.
A fine line suddenly opened somewhere in the sky.
The fine lines spread from the middle to all sides, and the cracks became more and more numerous and denser.
Then it broke.
The space shattered into countless pieces, and the fragments peeled off.
Show what's behind. Two people.
Aizen Sōsuke stood at the front with a gentle smile on his face, and his spectacles reflected light in the sun.
Kaname Tōsen stood half a step behind him, with his eyes closed and his hands hanging by his sides, his face expressionless.
They just stood in the air.
Standing above the heads of Hirako Shinji and others.
Stand directly above where Aizen was standing just now.
Hirako Shinji lowered his head and looked towards the center of the hill. There was no one there.
That Aizen just now, that Kaname Tōsen just now, those two people just now, don't exist at all.
He raised his head and looked at Aizen in the air again, with cold sweat on his forehead.
The cold sweat seeped out from the hairline, flowed down between the eyebrows, flowed across the bridge of the nose, hung on the tip of the nose, and dripped.
"When!"
"What on earth is this Zanpakutou capable of!" Aizen lowered his head, looked at Hirako Shinji, looked at the pale face, and looked at the drop of cold sweat on his forehead that had not yet dried.
He smiled, very gently.
Hiyori's voice exploded from the side.
"Baldy!"
She held the big knife tightly in both hands, with the blade lying horizontally in front of her, staring at Aizen in the air, her pupils shrinking tightly.
"Are you a fool!"
"Who can tell you what your abilities are?"
"That's the enemy!"
Aizen looked at her, reached out and pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist.
The blade made a slight friction sound when it was unsheathed. He held the knife horizontally in front of him and pointed it down, and explained gently:
"My Zanpakutō Kyōka Suigetsu."
"It's not the flowing water type, it's Kidō-type." He looked at the knife in his hand and his face reflected on the knife.
"The ability is also very simple."
"Complete Hypnosis."
Hirako Shinji's pupils contracted.
Complete Hypnosis?
His ability is also hypnosis. Sakanade can reverse the enemy's perception, vision, hearing and touch.
He thought that was the ultimate in hypnosis.
But Complete Hypnosis?
He never felt hypnotized from beginning to end.
Didn't smell any strange smell.
I didn't see any strange pictures.
There was nothing, he was just hypnotized. He thought of the strange sense of dissonance he had felt over the years.
Every time I think there is something wrong with Aizen, I trace it but find nothing.
The last time Yan Si and Aizen greeted each other, I always felt that something was wrong.
He understands now, the Aizen who followed him all those years, the Lieutenant who smiled every day, the one who stood in the corner during meetings and never took away the words.
Not Aizen at all.
It's an illusion.
He has been fooled for decades.
His face turned ugly.
Yan Si withdrew his gaze and looked at Captain-General Yamamoto.
"Old man, if you bring Ryūjin Jakka."
"If you try to burn down Seireitei's consciousness, you can definitely attack Aizen."
Captain-General Yamamoto looked at him. Yan Si continued:
"But now." He glanced at the captains around him.
"What you see, hear, and even feel."
"They could all be wrong."
"It's very likely that if you punch him, it's brother Shunsui who will die."
The voice of Kyōraku Shunsui came from the side.
"Hey hey hey!"
He reached out and took off the bamboo hat. His usually lazy face was now closed and his brows were furrowed.
"Don't say such terrible things, little junior brother."
He held the bamboo hat in his hand. "Such a terrible thing, it's scary, right?"
He closed his eyes to concentrate, and his perception unfolded.
Sweep it from the top of the hill, sweep it from everyone, sweep it from every particle of Reishi in the air. There is nothing, Aizen is standing there, standing in the air, standing above everyone's head.
But in his perception, there was nothing there.
He opened his eyes and looked at Yan Si.
"Junior brother, how should I crack it?"
Aizen took over and his voice came from the air.
"It's very simple, Captain Kyōraku." He looked at Kyōraku Shunsui.
"Either use a force large enough to cover Soul Society and attack forcefully."
"Either you touch my Zanpakutō."
He shook the Kyōka Suigetsu in his hand.
"It will release the hypnosis."
He paused and continued with a smile:
"By the way, the activation conditions of Kyōka Suigetsu." "As long as you look at my Shikai, you will be hypnotized."
He gave very detailed answers, fearing that the people around him would not understand.
Then hold the knife upside down in your hand, with the tip down and the handle up.
"Look, we are about to be liberated."
"Kyōka Suigetsu."
Click.
The space is shattered again.
The sound was very soft and crisp, like someone stepping on a dead branch.
The figures of Aizen and Kaname Tōsen began to blur.
Start from the edge.
It fades little by little.
Disappeared bit by bit. Three seconds later.
There is nothing in the sky.
Yan Si moved, pushing his right foot on the ground.
Bang! The ground exploded.
Centered on the sole of his foot, a rock with a diameter of three feet sunk downwards, and debris sputtered in all directions.
He rushed towards Captain-General Yamamoto.
With his right fist tucked at his waist, the fist pointed forward, he rushed in front of Captain-General Yamamoto and stepped out with his right foot.
Bang!!!
The ground sank instantly, rocks shattered, and cracks radiated in all directions.
The shock wave exploded, rolling up gravel and sand.
Throw out your right fist.
"One Bone!" The fist hit Captain-General Yamamoto on the chest.
Chōjirō Sasakibe Flash Step, appeared in front of Captain-General Yamamoto.
Hold the knife in both hands, with the blade across the chest.
Block.
Collapse!!!
Yan Si's fist hit the blade.
There was a loud explosion.
The shock wave swept around in a circular shape.
Wherever it passed, radial ravines were plowed out of the ground, and gravel was rolled up more than ten meters high.
Chōjirō Sasakibe's hands were shaking, and the force coming from the blade was too great.
His mouth was numb, his wrists were sore, and his whole arm was shaking.
He stared at Yan Si and yelled loudly. "Yan Si, what on earth are you doing!"
Yan Si didn't close his fist, he just raised his fist and pressed it against Gonryōmaru's body.
Looking at Chōjirō Sasakibe, he shouted coldly:
"Get out of the way, Vice-Captain Sasakibe."
Chōjirō Sasakibe eyes widened.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
His voice was louder. "No matter what, it is impossible for you to do anything to Captain-General Yamamoto!"
Kyōraku Shunsui moved, and Flash Step came to the side of Yan Si.
The blade of the knife is unsheathed, Katen Kyōkotsu is held in the hand, and the tip of the knife is pointed at Yan Si.
Ukitake Jūshirō also moved, Flash Step came to the right side of Yan Si, Sōgyo no Kotowari unsheathed the blade and laid it across his chest.
Three people formed a triangle, surrounding Yan Si in the middle.
They surrounded Aizen before, and now they have come to surround Yan Si. Kyōraku Shunsui said, "Junior brother, this is not something you can just joke about."
Yan Si didn't look at him, but looked at Chōjirō Sasakibe.
Withdraw your right fist, retract it to your waist, and then thrust out again.
Collapse!!!
Another punch.
The blade of Gonryōmaru is curved.
Chōjirō Sasakibe's feet slid back against the ground.
His heels plowed two deep furrows into the ground.
I stopped hard and my hands were still shaking.
When did this kid's power reach this level?
Even among the captains, he is a strong one, at least he is at the top of Second-Class Spiritual Pressure.
How long has he been hiding? Yan Si retracted his fist, looked at Chōjirō Sasakibe, and spoke coldly again:
"Get out of the way."
Chōjirō Sasakibe gritted his teeth. "No."
His hand clenched the handle of the knife. "Unless I die."
Phew.
A line of blood spattered.
Chōjirō Sasakibe's back exploded with cracks.
It was pulled diagonally from the left shoulder to the right waist, the skin and flesh rolled over, and blood spurted out.
The blood spurted out, splashing on the ground, on the rocks, and on Kyōraku Shunsui's face.
He widened his eyes and lowered his head.
Looking at the tip of the knife coming out of his chest.
The tip of the knife was silver, stained with blood, and the blood flowed down the blade. One drop.
Two drops.
Three drops.
He turned his head and looked behind him. Captain-General Yamamoto was standing there, holding a knife in his hand.
The knife was still dripping with blood.
That knife...Chōjirō Sasakibe's pupils contracted.
When was that?
His body softened and he fell sideways into the rubble.
Blood gushed out from the wound, spreading into dark red dots on the ground.
Kyōraku Shunsui was stunned and looked at Chōjirō Sasakibe lying in a pool of blood.
Look at Lieutenant who has followed Captain-General Yamamoto for thousands of years.
Looking at the white Haori stained with blood, his pupils shrank. "Old man!"
Then he realized, Captain-General Yamamoto didn't bring a knife today.
Ryūjin Jakka is locked in the sealed chamber deep in Squad Barracks.
What kind of knife does he carry?
Did he carry a knife?
He didn't bring a knife.
So where did this knife come from?
Kyōraku Shunsui rushed forward.
Hold the knife with both hands.
Swing out.
Bang!
A clenched fist blocked his knife. The fist was very old, the skin was full of wrinkles, the knuckles were thick, and the back of the hand was covered with age spots.
But the strength of that hand was so strong that his hands went numb.
Captain-General Yamamoto stood in front of him.
The hand was clenched into a fist.
Blocked his knife.
Then Captain-General Yamamoto is slightly shorter.
The right fist is thrown out.
Bang!
Kyōraku Shunsui was hit in the abdomen.
He flew backwards. His feet slid against the ground, plowing two deep grooves on the ground and sliding all the way to the edge of the hill.
Push your feet on the ground, stop, raise your head and look at Captain-General Yamamoto in front of you.
The touch of that fist. The texture of power.
That's the old man's fist.
He looked around and saw that the knife was gone.
The knife that pierced Sasakibe just now is gone.
"Shunsui," Captain-General Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "Do you want to practice with me after a long time?"
His face was very heavy, as if he couldn't see Chōjirō Sasakibe lying on the ground or the pool of blood that was still spreading.
Kyōraku Shunsui's hand holding the knife tightened.
Kenpachi Zaraki moved beside him, holding the knife and preparing to rush forward.
Unohana Retsu raised his hand and blocked it in front of him.
Kenpachi Zaraki stopped and looked at her.
"Everyone, please stop."
Unohana Retsu glanced at the people around him who were preparing to take action, and then looked at Yan Si. "Only Fifth Seat Yan Si can see Aizen Sōsuke at the scene."
"With your arrogance, you won't deliberately let them not hear you, right?"
She doesn't know where Aizen is now, but she fully understands what Complete Hypnosis is.
Vision, hearing, touch, perception, etc.
All can be controlled.
In the communication between the captains, what you hear may be lies, what you see may be illusions, and what you perceive may be false.
Only Yan Si.
Only he can see the truth.
The voice of Aizen came from Execution Frame.
"Proud?"
He didn't know when he appeared there again, standing in front of the three huge stone pillars, standing in the sunshine.
"Then you're wrong, Captain Unohana." "I'm not arrogant."
"You are the ones who are truly proud."
He looked around, looked at the captains, and looked at Visored in the sky.
"Brother Yan Si has given you information a long time ago."
"But because of arrogance, I didn't try my best to investigate."
"Until now, I still don't know what is hidden in the shadow of Soul Society."
He looked at the people standing on the top of the hill and raised his glasses.
"You captains are really too arrogant and have reached the point of blindness."
It was quiet on the top of the hill.
The only sound is the wind blowing over the rocks.
Chōjirō Sasakibe was lying in a pool of blood, and the blood was still flowing.
It seeped out little by little. The scene became quiet and no one spoke.
Aizen The words just said are still floating in the air, and those words fall into everyone's ears one by one.
Arrogance, blindness, shadow, intelligence, these words are spinning around in my mind, making people upset.
Unohana Retsu moved and walked to Chōjirō Sasakibe.
Sasakibe was lying in the rubble, and the blood under his body had spread into a large area.
His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and the rise and fall of his chest was getting weaker and weaker.
Unohana Retsu squatted down and raised his head to look at Yan Si.
Yan Si stood there with his hands still in his pockets. He glanced at Unohana Retsu and nodded slightly.
Unohana Retsu withdrew his gaze and stretched out his right hand.
He aimed his palm at the hideous wound on Chōjirō Sasakibe's back.
Kaidō Green light gushed out from the palm of his hand, and the light seeped into the wound. The rolled skin and flesh began to shrink, and the broken blood vessels began to connect.
While treating her, she spoke. "Everyone, please stop making random moves."
Hirako Shinji's voice pounded from the top of his head.
"But!" He stood in the air with an ugly expression on his face.
There were bruises, blood, and unwiped sweat on that face.
"If we don't take action, we will be easily defeated one by one, right?"
His hand holding the knife tightened.
Now he really wants to Bankai directly, of course he is just thinking about it.
His Bankai will make the situation worse. The scope and effect after Bankai will involve these people.
I have been on guard against Aizen for so many years.
Every time he saw that gentle smile, every time he heard that soft voice, he told himself in his heart: There is something wrong with this person.
What's the result?
It didn't have the slightest effect. Now I'm not even qualified to fight.
Aizen shook his head slightly, looked at Hirako Shinji, with the smile still on his face, and spoke gently:
"Captain Hirako, this is your bad temper all the time."
"For all these years, you haven't seen my power clearly."
Hirako Shinji's face turned red.
"Hmph!" He breathed out from his nose.
"Isn't it Complete Hypnosis!"
The voice of Yan Si came from the side.
"No."
Everyone looked over when he spoke.
"Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu is not very powerful."
"At least it's not as strong as you." Hirako Shinji frowned, his brows were knitted tightly, two deep lines formed between his eyebrows, and he stared at Yan Si and roared:
"What do you mean, Yan Si!" His voice was loud, "My hypnosis is indeed not weak."
"But it's not as good as Aizen, Complete Hypnosis!"
Aizen stood in front of Execution Frame, put his hands in his sleeves, and stood there with a smile.
The sun fell on him, casting a long shadow behind him.
He looked harmless, like he was listening to others chatting about everyday things.
Yan Si calmly explained:
"In terms of activation effect, chance of being hit, and flaws, your Sakanade is stronger."
He looked at Hirako Shinji and continued:
"Kyōka Suigetsu needs to see Shikai to be hit."
"So Kaname Tōsen won't win."
"I knew the news in advance." "Then you won't get hit as long as you fight with your eyes closed."
He looked at the people around him.
"There's even a way to break it."
"Just touch Aizen's Zanpakutō."
He raised his head and looked at Hirako Shinji, who looked ugly.
"But your Sakanade is different."
"There's no way to prevent it."
"A weakness that has not yet been exploited."
"And you don't have to waste your brain."
Kyōraku Shunsui's voice came from the side. "Little junior brother."
He stood there, holding Katen Kyōkotsu in his hand.
From time to time, his eyes glanced at the shadows in the distance, towards the corners where the sun couldn't reach. "But the situation in front of me doesn't look so easy."
"What do you mean by brainstorming?"
Yan Si shook his head slightly: "Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu hypnosis requires extremely strong "construction" ability."
"In other words, he is very smart."
He looked at Kyōraku Shunsui.
"He does interfere with all senses, even Reishi."
"But the final effect was all created by him."
"This is where Aizen is strong."
He himself has used Kyōka Suigetsu.
In Central Great The Jail three-story Hezhong.
He let those Visored members see that his appearance has not changed.
With just this simple operation, his mind was spinning non-stop. All the information around him came flooding in, almost making him confused.
Then we need to differentiate the information and change the information.
Let everyone see the same things and hear the same sounds.
All this requires complex calculations.
And what about Aizen?
He can make everyone present see and feel differently.
Yan Si is very clear about the difficulty involved.
Aizen laughed, very happily.
"Sure enough, Brother Yan Si can always see the essence."
There was a smile in his voice, how happy it was that someone could understand him.
He raised his head and looked at Hirako Shinji in the sky.
"You have such a judgment." "It's because we have different perceptions of power."
"Tell you, the so-called power..."
Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared.
Flash Step.
The speed was so fast that no one present could react.
The next moment, he appeared in the sky standing in front of Hirako Shinji.
Hold the knife in your right hand and swing it down.
Phew.
Blood flew everywhere.
Hirako Shinji A wound exploded from the right shoulder to the left abdomen.
The wound was very deep, so deep that you could see the white ribs under the flesh.
Blood spurted out from the wound, drawing a red arc in the air. His eyes widened, his pupils shrank to the limit, and he was struck without even reacting.
His body fell backward toward the ground.
Visored behind him was stunned.
One second.
Two seconds.
They didn't react until Hirako Shinji fell from the sky.
Hiyori's voice exploded.
"Damn it!"
She held the knife in both hands and rushed towards Aizen.
"Go to hell!"
Lisa also moved.
She clenched Iron Syringe with both hands, pointed the tip of the gun at Aizen and stabbed it out. Kyunnan Shiro also rushed over, making fists with both hands, and a white light lit up on her fists.
Love Aikawa raised Spiked Club, Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō flicked his wrist and pulled it towards Aizen.
Kensei Muguruma clenched his fists and shouted angrily, "Aizen!"
Hachigen Ushōda forms a seal with both hands, and the palms light up red.
"Hadō twenty-six!"
"Red Flame Barrier!"
Red flames spurted out from his palm, turned into a pillar of fire, and shot toward Aizen.
Aizen The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
The right fist came first and hit Hiyori on the back.
Bang!
Hiyori's mouth opened and blood spurted out from the corners of his mouth.
She flew forward, so fast that she left an afterimage in the air. Aizen disappeared and appeared next to Lisa.
He gave her a backhand punch with his right hand, hitting her waist.
Lisa's body was bent like a shrimp, his mouth opened and blood poured out of his mouth. The hand holding the gun loosened, and Iron Syringe fell from the air.
Aizen turned around and waved his knife.
Cut off Spiked Club from Love Aikawa with one knife.
Cut off Kinshara from Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō with one knife.
The sword struck both of them with unabated force.
Blood splattered.
Love Aikawa's chest exploded with a wound.
Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō's abdomen exploded with a wound.
The two of them flew backwards at the same time.
Aizen raised his right foot slightly and kicked Kyunnan Shiro in the stomach. Kyunnan Shiro flew backwards, flying very fast, and hit Kensei Muguruma.
The two collided with each other, hugged each other, rolled in the air, and continued to fly backwards.
Aizen opened his mouth and his voice was very soft.
"Hadō #90, Black Coffin."
Darkness surrounds Hachigen.
It condenses into shape and turns into a black coffin.
It shattered after three seconds, and black fragments sputtered around.
The debris dispersed, and Hachigen Ushōda fell from the sky.
There were wounds all over his body, from his forehead to his chest, from his chest to his abdomen, and from his abdomen to his legs.
Blood gushes out from every wound, pulling out countless thin red lines in the air.
He hit the ground.
Bang! The dust flew up and it lay there motionless.
From the departure of Aizen to now.
Less than ten seconds.
Four captains.
Three Lieutenant.
One Deputy Kidō Chief.
All seriously injured.
Kyōraku Shunsui's hand clenched the Zanpakutō.
He looked at the figures falling from the sky, at the blood splattered on the ground, and at the weapons broken in two.
His pupils were trembling.
"Hey, hey, hey."
"Are you kidding?" He tried to communicate with the Zanpakutō to see if he could Bankai.
The blade of the sword was trembling, but there was no response.
Ukitake Jūshirō's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at Captain-General Yamamoto.
The strength Aizen is showing now, that speed, power, Kidō.
He is completely on par with his own teachers.
Captain-General Yamamoto squinted his eyes, clenched his fists, stepped back with his right foot, and prepared to take action.
Kenpachi Zaraki's voice exploded.
"Hahaha!"
He roared into the sky.
"It's my turn!"
He held the knife in both hands, dragging the blade behind him.
His face was full of excitement, and he grinned from the corners of his mouth to the roots of his ears, revealing two rows of slightly sharp teeth. Aizen watched him rush over and said with a chuckle:
"Kenpachi Zaraki?"
"You're pretty good."
"At least he has a clear goal and is not as arrogant as those people."
He disappeared.
Appeared behind Kenpachi Zaraki, wielding a knife in his right hand.
The blade passed Kenpachi Zaraki's neck.
Phew.
Half of the neck was cut open, the skin and flesh were rolled, the blood vessels were broken, and the trachea was exposed.
Kenpachi Zaraki's head lost support and tilted sideways.
His body still maintained a charging posture.
It rushed a few meters and then fell. Smashed from the air.
Bang!
Dust flew up after hitting the ground, and he lay there with blood still pouring out of his neck.
Unohana Retsu pulled out his Zanpakutō, and the blade drew an arc in the air.
"Minazuki."
The blade began to change.
It stretched, widened, and became a huge creature.
The creature was all green, had wings, and a tail, like an enlarged manta ray.
It opened its mouth and swallowed Kenpachi Zaraki.
After swallowing it, it begins to glow, and green light shines from its body, which is the power of healing.
Unohana Retsu turned his head and looked at Yan Si.
"Fifth Seat Yan Si, why don't you take action?" Yan Si's originally calm face fell and he spoke helplessly.
"Captain Unohana."
"Aizen defeated so many captains and Lieutenant in an instant."
"I, my little Fifth Seat, aren't I looking for death if I go up there?"
He glanced at the people lying on the ground.
Hirako Shinji was lying in the rubble, with blood still coming out of his chest.
Hiyori was lying ten feet away, with a large swelling on his back.
Lisa was huddled next to the rock, the wound on his waist still bleeding.
Love Aikawa and Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō fell together, blood pooling under them.
Kyunnan Shiro and Kensei Muguruma hugged each other and lay in a pit twenty feet away.
Hachigen Ushōda was covered in blood and lying in the farthest place.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Unohana Retsu. "Besides, even if I really go up."
His voice softened.
"The current state is no match for him."
Captain-General Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "Yan Si."
"If you don't want to take action, just stand there."
He lowered his body again, spread his legs apart, bent his knees, and straightened his back.
That posture looks very stable and heavy, like an old tree that has taken root for thousands of years.
Reiatsu burst out from him, that Reiatsu is too strong.
It is like a real tsunami, sweeping around with Captain-General Yamamoto as the center.
Wherever it passed, the air was squeezed, making an overwhelming buzzing sound.
The gravel on the ground was shaken off the surface, suspended in the air, and trembled.
He is going to use a move with a huge range. Once that move is released, the entire Hill of the Twin Executions, or even half of the Seireitei, will be affected.
Seeing Old Man Yamamoto being serious, Shinuchi considered it as the price of destroying Seireitei.
Yan Si sighed helplessly and kicked the ground with his right foot.
Bang! The ground exploded and appeared in the air, standing between Captain-General Yamamoto and Aizen.
Turn around and face Captain-General Yamamoto.
"Old man, you should rest now that you are old."
"It's such a desperate thing."
He reached out and pulled out the Zanpakutō Hyorinmaru from his waist.
The moment the blade was unsheathed, cold air exploded in the air.
The cold air didn't spread slowly, but spread instantly.
With Yan Si as the center, the air temperature within a diameter of ten feet dropped sharply.
The moisture in the air was frozen into fine ice crystals, suspended in mid-air, shimmering in the sunlight. He held the handle of the knife tightly, and ice began to form on the blade.
Spreading from the blade to the tip, the ice layer covers the blade and condenses into a slender Ice Spike at the tip.
He raised his head and looked at Aizen.
"Just leave it to me."
Aizen stood in front of Execution Frame, looked at Yan Si, looked at the frozen knife and said with a smile:
"Brother Yan Si, it's not the time yet."
The moment the words fell.
Suddenly there was a strange noise in the sky.
Click.
Very light.
Like the first cracks in the ice.
Kyōraku Shunsui raised his head suddenly and stared at the sky. Black cracks appeared there.
The cracks started from one point and spread to all directions, one, two, three.
They become more and more numerous, becoming denser and denser, weaving into a black spider web in the sky.
"What!"
His voice came out of his throat.
Flash Step came into the air, stood next to Yan Si, and looked up at the cracks.
Ukitake Jūshirō also rushed up.
He stood next to Kyōraku Shunsui, staring at the crack.
His pupils shrank to the limit, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Is this true?"
He didn't finish his sentence.
The next moment. Those cracks tore the sky apart.
Black fragments peeled off from the sky. They flipped in the air, fell, and then turned into tiny points of light and dissipated.
Where the pieces peeled off, huge holes were revealed.
The void is pure darkness.
Bottomless darkness.
And in the middle of the darkness, there was a crescent moon hanging there.
That's the moon of Hueco Mundo.
Pale.
Cold.
Emitting a strange light.
At the edge of the hollow, countless huge palms stretched out.
Those palms were white, with five long and slender fingers, and black nails. They grabbed the edges of the hollows and pulled them out with force.
Then there's the head.
Head after head poked out of the hole.
Those heads are huge, each one as big as a house.
They wear white masks with long noses.
They open their mouths, revealing the fine teeth inside.
Gillian.
Great Hollow.
They poked their heads out of the hole, stared at the people below, and shouted the Roar.
Roar!
Roar!!
Roar!!! The Roar sound fell from the sky, making the gravel on the hill tremble.
Then, they open their mouths.
Countless golden rays of light shot out from those mouths.
The light was very bright and warm, completely incompatible with those ferocious Great Hollow.
They shot down from the sky and enveloped Aizen and Kaname Tōsen.
The two of them were wrapped in golden light and slowly rose into the sky, heading towards the hollow.
Captain-General Yamamoto straightened up again.
He looked at the golden light, looked at the two figures in the golden light, dispersed the charged moves, dropped his hands by his sides, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Negación."
"The move used by Great Hollow to save his kind."
He stared at Aizen.
"Once wrapped in that light." "The inside and outside of the light will form a world that cannot be interfered with, completely isolated."
His eyes were burning with anger, but there was no way he could break the golden light.
Yan Si dissipates the cold air and inserts Hyorinmaru back into the waist.
He stood there, his hands hanging by his sides, looking up calmly.
Ukitake Jūshirō's voice exploded from the side.
"Aizen!"
He raised his head and asked loudly.
"Have you actually fallen so low as to be in company with the void!"
Aizen stood in the golden light and slowly rose into the sky, getting further and further away from the ground.
He heard Ukitake Jūshirō's words, stretched out his right hand, took off his glasses, and held them in his hand.
Looking down at Ukitake Jūshirō.
"You are too arrogant, Jūshirō Ukitake." "No one has been based on heaven from the beginning."
"You are."
"I am."
"Even God."
"But this unbearable void in the sky will end here."
Click.
He exerted slight force on his right hand.
The glasses are broken.
The lenses are cracked and the frames are deformed.
The fragments slipped from his fingers, flipped in the air, fell, and landed somewhere invisible.
He brushed his hair with his left hand and combed it back from his forehead.
He inserted five fingers into his hair and fixed it into a big back. When he raised his head, the expression on his face changed.
The gentleness is gone, the smile is gone.
His eyes became sharp as he looked at the people below.
"From now on."
"I will stand in the sky."
He turned around and stepped into the void.
Standing on the heads of countless Great Hollow Gillian.
Those Great Hollow squirmed the Roar under his feet.
He turned his back to Soul Society.
The sound came from the hollow.
"Shinigamis."
"While I'm away." "You must take good care of Soul Society."
"Wait until I come back."
Zizzi! Two strange sounds sounded, the hole began to close, and the black edges shrank toward the middle.
Getting narrower and smaller.
Finally, it closes completely and the sky returns to its original state.
Blue sky, white clouds, sunshine.
Sand brought up by the wind as it blows over the hills.
Yan Si stood there and raised his head.
Look at the sky where there is nothing.
I watched it for a long time.