Hueco Mundo.
A hole suddenly opened in the sky above the endless desert.
The hole started at one point and spread to all directions.
Black cracks spread in the air, like ink dripping into water, and like spider webs spreading in the sky.
The cracks became more and more numerous, becoming denser and denser, and finally formed a huge square.
The center of the square is pure darkness.
Door, a door formed after a crack opens.
It was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen.
The next moment, three people walked out of that door.
They stepped into the void and then landed, their feet on the sand.
After a while, the crack began to close and the sky returned to its original state.
Three people stood on the endless yellow sand. Urahara Kisuke, wearing a white Court Security Guard Squad windbreaker, squatted down and took out something from the backpack at hand.
The thing was very small. I didn't know what it was. I inserted it into the sand and watched nervously as the grains of sand slipped from between my fingers.
He stared at the thing for a long time, then stood up and looked at the two people beside him.
"No problem, this is indeed Hueco Mundo."
This test is also done to prevent them from running to the wrong place.
After all, the function of the newly released Boundary-Breaking Orb is just to open the channel to Dangai.
After that, you have to rely on Direction Needle to find the position of Hueco Mundo, and then use beads to open it again.
There are many small spaces around Dangai, and it will be very troublesome if you go to the wrong place.
Yan Si raised his head and looked at the sky. The moon hung there, pale and cold.
"Oh!" Kuroyashiki also looked up, "It's still exactly the same as when I came last time!"
He smoothly pulled out the Zanpakutō and put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile with the corners of his mouth raised.
"So this time when I come here, I can do whatever I want, right?" Last time Hueco Mundo Expedition, there were specific targets for how many Hollows to kill, so I couldn't just kill them randomly.
Although I don't know why the restrictions are now fully lifted.
But I am very satisfied with the opportunity to fight with all my strength after resurrecting from the dead.
Urahara Kisuke said softly, "Yes."
He looked at Kuroyashiki: "The plan for this operation depends on Kuroyashiki to attract Hueco Mundo's attention."
He turned to look at Yan Si next to him and continued, "Brother Yan Si has a superb ability to control aura. Look for opportunities and see if you can take action against Aizen."
He looked into Yan Si's eyes. "Brother Yan Si is the only person in Soul Society who has the strength but has not been defeated by Complete Hypnosis."
His expression became serious. "I will find the base camp of Aizen."
"Try to see if you can set up surveillance."
"Find out what he has accomplished now."
This is the battle plan of Team Hueco Mundo Expedition this time.
Kuroyashiki is responsible for causing trouble, Urahara Kisuke is responsible for investigation, and Yan Si is responsible for assassination and support. Yan Si stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance and said calmly, "No need to look for it, the base camp is right there."
Urahara Kisuke raised his head and looked in the direction of Yan Si's finger.
At the end of his sight, a huge building appeared.
The building was very big, all white, and shone coldly in the moonlight.
Countless spiers rise from everywhere, the tallest towering into the sky, with a sculpture of a crescent moon standing at the top.
Since he had never been to Hueco Mundo before, he glanced at it when he came out and didn't think there was anything wrong. He turned his head and looked at Yan Si with some confusion.
Yan Si explained, "Hueco Mundo doesn't have such a good building."
"That's the base camp of Aizen."
Kuroyashiki laughed, "Hahaha!" His laughter echoed far across the empty desert.
"Isn't this just right?" He lowered his body slightly, spread his legs, bent his knees, and shouted loudly, "Then without further ado, I'll go over first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his legs suddenly exerted force.
Boom!!! There was a loud noise, and the sand underfoot exploded. Huge waves of sand were thrown around, and the sand particles flew hundreds of meters high.
He rushed towards the Palace in front of him, dragging a long trail of dust behind him.
Urahara Kisuke looked at the rapidly advancing figure and sighed softly.
"Oh, it looks like Kuroyashiki has been holding it in for a long time."
Yan Si said with a corner of his lips, "Since he became the captain, he has never used his full strength once."
He looked at the figure getting further and further away, "I've been holding this in for hundreds of years."
Then he turned around and walked slowly, making almost no sound on the sand.
He stretched out his hand and waved. "I will sneak into the Palace from another direction. You should also start taking action."
Urahara Kisuke nodded. "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Si stepped on the sand with his right foot, and his whole body disappeared instantly.
There was no sound, no trace, it was like it had never existed.
Urahara Kisuke was stunned for a moment, stood there looking at the empty sand and said softly, "It's really scary Flash Step."
The most important thing is that it can also converge its own Spiritual Power when used.
He squatted down, reached out, collected the things he had inserted into the sand, and put them back in his backpack.
Then he took out a black windbreaker from inside, unfolded it and put it on.
The black cloth glowed dimly in the moonlight.
Indeed, he is not very strong in condensing his abilities.
But he is a scientist and can use props.
He tightened the collar of his windbreaker and put on his hat, covering most of his face.
Then he also took steps, continued in the direction of the Palace, and disappeared into the night.
Kuroyashiki released its own Reiatsu without reservation along the way, and Reiatsu was too strong and too concentrated.
It was like a real tsunami, sweeping around him with him as the center. Wherever it passed, deep ravines were plowed out of the sand and the air was squeezed.
Many weak Hollows around them were immediately crushed and couldn't even escape. They were lying on the sand, their bodies shaking, their masks cracking, and their souls shattering.
Kuroyashiki laughed all the way and continued sprinting.
It wasn't until about five kilometers ahead of the Palace that it suddenly stopped and stood there looking ahead.
A figure appeared in front of him, wearing a white uniform.
He wore a white eyepatch that covered one eye and exposed the other eye with a red light.
He holds a huge, strange weapon in his hand.
It was a long-handled weapon. The blade was somewhat shaped like a horn. It was curved and sharp, and it seemed like a huge sickle.
The tail is connected to his waist by an iron chain.
Kuroyashiki looked at him, put the Zanpakutō on his shoulders again, and said with a smile:
"Oh? This is the first time I've seen Xu look like you."
The person in front stood there, saying nothing, just staring at him.
Kuroyashiki groped his chin with his left hand. "Is this the so-called virtual Shinigami transformation?" Regarding what Aizen is going to do in Hueco Mundo, Soul Society has already discussed and reached a conclusion.
Since Shinigami can be Hollowification, then of course the virtual can also be Shinigami.
Then it is easy to guess Aizen's purpose in Hueco Mundo. He plans to build an army to attack Soul Society.
And the guy who suddenly appeared in front of me should be the finished product.
He laughed and asked, "What's your name?"
The man stood there, raising his weapon with one hand, pointing the huge scythe at Kuroyashiki, and responded with a grin.
"I have no interest in telling names to dead people."
Kuroyashiki was not angry after hearing this. He sighed slightly and shook his head slightly.
"Really?" His voice slowed down, "That's really a pity."
"The name of the opponent who is about to be killed must not be known."
"It's a pity."
The man looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha!" His laughter was loud and sharp, echoing in the empty desert.
He opened his hands to expose his chest and said loudly, "I'm really laughing to death!"
He looked at Kuroyashiki: "A guy like you still wants to kill me?"
He stretched out his left hand, pointed at his chest, laughed, and opened his mouth arrogantly.
"Come on, chop here!"
Kuroyashiki looked at that arrogant face and walked slowly to that person.
The two were less than two meters apart, very close.
Can clearly see every line on the other person's face.
Kuroyashiki raised his Zanpakutō with one hand and asked again, "Are you really not going to tell me your name?"
The man still smiled and said, "You don't deserve it."
Kuroyashiki nodded. "Oh." His voice was very soft, his right hand suddenly slipped down, and the blade sliced through the air.
There was no sound, no trace, only a faint cold light. The man suddenly felt a sharp pain, sliding from his right shoulder to his left abdomen.
The pain was too sudden and severe, as if someone was stirring his body with a red-hot iron rod.
There was a sound of breaking bones.
Click, click, click.
Bright red blood shot out instantly.
From his shoulders to his chest to his abdomen.
Blood spurted out, drawing red arcs in the air and sprinkling on the sand.
Severe pain shoots straight to the brain.
His eyes widened and his pupils shrank to their limit.
There are only three words left in my mind.
Impossible.
With a thud. Nnoitra fell to the ground, and his body hit the sand, raising a large amount of dust.
Blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, staining the sand beneath him red.
Those grains of sand were soaked with blood and turned deep red, glowing dimly in the moonlight.
Kuroyashiki swung the knife casually, and the blood on the knife spilled on the sand.
He looked askance at the person lying on the ground and said with some disappointment:
"Hell Let's meet, nameless Xu."
He stood there and stared for several seconds.
The guy in front of him didn't feel weak, at least it was much stronger than the Vasto Lorde he met last time when he came to Hueco Mundo, but he was just a little too arrogant.
He actually dared to open his chest and let him chop him with a knife. This was the first time he had seen such an act of seeking death, and he thought there was something special about it.
Although it didn't split him in half, the touch just now had already split the other person's heart.
Kuroyashiki turned around and took three steps in the direction of the Palace, ready to accumulate strength and accelerate.
Boom! A huge Reiatsu came from behind, and a golden light exploded from behind him. The Reiatsu beam of light soared into the sky, soaring straight into the sky and squeezing out the moonlight.
The light illuminated the entire desert, dyeing the sand grains golden.
Kuroyashiki turned his head and looked over.
The man stood up again, his Reiatsu getting stronger and stronger.
Golden light surged out of his body, forming a halo around him.
Kuroyashiki couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth and laughed out loud:
"That's right!"
He chanted without saying a word: "Born to slaughter auspicious signs, respect the darkness and say goodbye to Aging forever."
"Gakurai Corridor!"
Black light burst out from him, as black as the abyss.
It surged out of his body and spread around, confronting the golden light emanating from the man.
Black and gold collided in the air, hissing. Around these black lights, about thirty white monsters appeared.
Those monsters are round, white balls the size of brown bears.
They have no eyes, no noses, ears, and no limbs. They only have a huge mouth. The mouth is so big that it takes up most of the body. The mouth is full of huge sharp teeth. Those teeth are densely packed and stacked one on top of another, shining coldly in the moonlight.
Kuroyashiki stood among the white monsters and looked at the person in front of him.
The moment he felt the Reiatsu erupting from the opponent, he knew that he would never be his opponent under normal circumstances.
But I feel there is no need to use Bankai on him.
He stood there and asked with a smile again, "What's your name?"
Nnoitra stood up straight, turned around slowly, and stared at Kuroyashiki with his eyes. At this moment, his appearance changed dramatically.
A long horn like a waning moon grew out of his head. The horn was curved and glowed coldly in the moonlight.
The arms were wrapped in white material, and the left and right hands held two huge crescent sickles respectively.
He stood there and laughed with his lips pulled up:
"I didn't expect you to be able to break through my Hierro. You are quite powerful." "But!" He looked at Kuroyashiki and his voice deepened, "That's the end of it."
He opened his hands and shouted to the sky.
"Pray!"
"Santa Teresa!"
As he finished speaking, two pairs of arms grew from his back.
Four new arms stretched out from the shoulder blades, also wrapped in white material, and also holding the crescent sickle.
Now he has six arms and six scythes.
Standing under the moonlight, like a giant praying mantis.
The Reiatsu on his body was strengthened again, and the golden light became brighter.
He grinned from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears, and a long tongue stuck out from the corner of his mouth, with a number printed on it.
He shouted, "I am one of Espada!"
"Number 9!" "Nnoitra Gilga!"
Kuroyashiki's eyes lit up, his pupils were burning with excitement, and he roared out.
"Oh, can you actually become stronger?"
"And there are 8 more powerful guys in front of you?"
At this moment, he really felt that his blood was beginning to boil. He lowered his body again, stretched his left hand forward, clenched his fist, and held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, raising it above his head.
Nnoitra instantly opened his eyes and roared angrily:
"It's just that I transformed into Shinigami a little late!"
"It's not a ranking of strength!"
He raised six arms at the same time, and the six sickles shone coldly in the moonlight.
"Go to hell!"
He kicked off his legs and shot his whole body towards Kuroyashiki, cutting off six sickles at the same time.
From different directions and angles, all escape routes were blocked. Kuroyashiki stood still and did not move, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Those white monsters moved, and thirty white spheres floated up at the same time, swarming towards Nnoitra.
They have no eyes, but can sense the location of their enemies.
He opened his huge mouth, exposed his fangs, and bit at Nnoitra.
Bang!!!
The sickle struck one of the white monsters.
The blade passed by, and the monster was split in half, but its mouth was still moving, and it continued to bite in mid-air, towards Nnoitra's arm.
Nnoitra ducked sideways, and another monster pounced from the side and opened its mouth to bite.
He swung another sickle to cut it off, and another one came from below.
He raised his leg and kicked it away.
But there were too many, thirty white monsters came from all directions and overwhelmed him.
Nnoitra Six arms waved wildly. Six sickles drew countless rays of light in the air.
Each sword hit a monster, and each sword split a monster.
The monsters were split in half and fell to the ground, but soon they floated up again.
Split into two smaller ones and continue to pounce.
Nnoitra's brows furrowed, these things can't be killed?
Kuroyashiki stood in the distance and looked at Nnoitra surrounded by monsters, and said with a smile:
"How is it?"
"My Gakurai Corridor."
Nnoitra didn't say anything, just slashed one after another.
There are more and more monsters, from thirty to sixty, from sixty to one hundred and twenty.
They were floating densely in the sky, blocking out the moonlight.
The killings will never be finished, they will always increase. His brows furrowed even more tightly, this cannot continue.
Change the strategy no longer to chop, but to slap with the back of the knife and fan with the blade.
Shoot those monsters away and prevent them from splitting.
Then he found the right opportunity, rushed towards Kuroyashiki, and stabbed out six sickles at the same time, stabbing Kuroyashiki's vitals.
Kuroyashiki turned sideways, dodged and blocked three sword swings, blocked two swords, but another one swiped through his waist.
Poof, a line of blood shot out.
Kuroyashiki has a wound on his waist.
It wasn't deep, but blood still came out.
He looked down and then laughed:
"Interesting!"
He roared, swung his knife to fight back, and slashed Nnoitra's neck with the blade.
Nnoitra raised two sickles to block. Cang!!!
The blades collided, causing sparks to fly.
The huge impact caused both of them to retreat at the same time.
Nnoitra took five steps back, and Kuroyashiki took seven steps back.
Nnoitra stood firm and looked at the wound on his arm.
It was cracked when it was blocked, and fine cracks appeared on Hierro.
But soon, those cracks began to heal.
White liquid seeped out of the crack, filled it, and the wound disappeared.
High-Speed Regeneration.
He raised his head and looked at Kuroyashiki, with a proud smile on his lips.
Kuroyashiki also looked at him and nodded. "High-Speed Regeneration, not bad, then continue."
The two of them rushed towards each other again, and the knives and sickles collided. Clang, clang, clang!
Every collision exploded with sparks.
Every collision created a wave of air.
Those white monsters also join the fight.
They pounced on Nnoitra from all angles, biting his hands, his legs, and his back.
Nnoitra cuts against Kuroyashiki on one side.
While waving other scythes to drive away those monsters.
But he only has six scythes, and there are hundreds of monsters, so some of them will always slip through the net.
Poof, a monster bit his left arm, its fangs piercing Hierro and tearing off a piece of flesh.
Nnoitra's brows furrowed.
Painful, but not fatal.
He swung his knife to cut off the monster, and the monster split into two and rushed forward. He continued to swing his knife, continued to cut, and continued to split.
There are more and more monsters, and they are becoming more and more difficult to deal with.
The wound on his arm began to heal.
White liquid gushes out and fills the wound, but the healing speed is slower than before.
Nnoitra noticed something was wrong and glanced at his arm.
The bite wound healed significantly slower.
When he looked at the other wounds, they were all the same.
The healing speed is getting slower and slower, what's going on? Why is High-Speed Regeneration slowing down?
He raised his head and looked at the white monsters floating in the air.
Their mouths are moving, chewing and swallowing.
He suddenly understood.
These things are devouring Spiritual Power. While biting off his flesh, they are also devouring the Spiritual Power in his body. The less Spiritual Power, the slower the speed of High-Speed Regeneration.
His expression changed. He couldn't let it go on like this, he had to make a quick decision.
He stared at Kuroyashiki and raised six sickles at the same time to strike.
Kuroyashiki blocks with a knife.
Clang clang clang!
The two fought against each other for more than ten rounds, sparks flying between the two, illuminating their faces and the fighting spirit in their eyes.
Nnoitra found the right opportunity and opened his mouth at the moment when the two people's blades met.
Golden light surged from the depths of his throat.
Cero.
Gather and compress in front of mouth.
Then spray.
Boom! Golden Cero spurted out from the mouth, and a huge beam of light went straight towards Kuroyashiki.
Wherever the light beam passed, those white monsters were instantly annihilated.
More than forty animals were all gone in an instant.
The light beam continued forward and hit Kuroyashiki's knife.
Boom!!!
The huge explosion shock wave swept all around, and a layer of sand was lifted off the sand and splashed, filling the air with smoke.
Nnoitra stood there and gasped for air.
He looked at the smoke and saw that there were far fewer white monsters.
And there is no regeneration and division, it just disappears completely.
His eyes lit up. These things are afraid of Cero, so use Cero to destroy them. Get rid of these annoying things first.
He stopped fighting with Kuroyashiki, turned around and charged towards the white monsters.
Six sickles are swung. Chop, chop, chop.
Each sword killed one.
Every time he hits one, he will shoot a small fast Cero.
Golden light kept spraying out from his mouth.
Boom boom boom.
One white monster after another was annihilated.
The number is decreasing.
From hundreds to dozens, from dozens to dozens.
Kuroyashiki stood in the distance without stopping, just looking at the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
Nnoitra became more and more excited and cut faster and faster, while Cero released it more and more urgently.
The last one.
Only the last one was left. The white monster floated in the air and shivered.
Nnoitra raised the scythe, looked at the monster and then at Kuroyashiki, twitching the corners of his mouth and preparing to say something sarcastic.
Just then.
The sand beneath his feet suddenly cracked.
A dozen white monsters emerged from the sand.
They emerge from the ground and open their bloody mouths.
Bite Nnoitra's arms and bite his feet.
Take a bite.
Click, the arm is broken.
Click, the leg is also broken.
Nnoitra's body lost support and fell backwards, his eyes widening.
Looking at the monsters emerging from the sand, the bitten limbs, and the wounds bleeding out. Kuroyashiki stood there and said with a smile:
"They are renewable."
He walked slowly over to Nnoitra and bowed his head slightly. "The winner has been decided."
He raised the knife, its blade shining coldly in the moonlight.
Nnoitra was lying on the ground looking at the knife and opened his mouth to say something.
But nothing was said.
A silver sword light fell.