"Roar—"
Terrifying roars echoed throughout the Forest of Menos. Countless Hollows wandered endlessly through it, their chaotic spiritual pressure so dense it was nearly visible to the naked eye. This was the Forest of Menos, the gathering place of Menos—and a forbidden zone for Shinigami!
Yet in this place where humans and Shinigami were almost never seen, a figure staggered forward.
The figure's arrival shattered the Forest of Menos's tranquility. Who knew how many Hollows, drawn by the scent, hid among the branches, their gazes fixed on the figure with naked greed!
Food!
That was how Menos defined all humanoid creatures other than Arrancar.
There were no roars, nor did they join forces. Unable to resist their greed and the temptation of food any longer, several Menos lunged at the humanoid creature below at the same time!
Closer!
Closer and closer!
Excitement appeared in the leading Menos's eyes. Its mouth opened wider than its own head. It believed that with one bite, the food before it would surely burst with incomparably sweet blood!
But...
Swish!
A sharp pain came from its waist. The Menos looked blankly toward where the pain had come from, and it was also the last thing it ever saw—its own severed body!
Like a chain reaction, in an instant, all the Menos following behind were cut cleanly in half. Their spurting blood turned into specks of starlight and vanished without a trace!
After dealing with a few insignificant trash Hollows, Muramasa raised his pale face and looked into the dense forest ahead, saying coldly, "I need an Adjuchas-class Arrancar to sustain this body!"
Muramasa's words held no trace of a request. They sounded almost like an order!
"Of course!"
A gentle voice rang out. Then, three figures appeared atop a distant tree. Two of them were