Boom—!
There was no doubt that battle was what Wu Biao had pursued all his life.
But this battle had come out of nowhere. After leaving the base, he had originally followed Aizen's scent, searching all the way. Yet before long, the air had suddenly turned strange.
The smell was not pungent, but it made the air muddled and chaotic, making it impossible to distinguish anyone within it.
Then, while he was circling around the area where he had last caught Aizen's scent, Wu Biao suddenly ran into a group of people. There were roughly forty or fifty of them, and at first, they had minded their own business.
That was until one of them stared fixedly at his bald head for a long while, then pulled out a sheet of paper and pointed at him while whispering to the others.
"Bald head, white coat. It should be him."
"Yeah, that baldy should be from the Gotei 13."
"Could he be a sacrificial pawn meant to draw our attention and cover the retreat of the other Gotei 13 members?"
"Hmph, no matter what they're planning, the order from above is to wipe out every member of this agency here. Whether this baldy fled amidst the chaos or was used as a sacrificial pawn, we can't let him leave alive."
"..."
After that brief exchange, one person stepped out from the group and charged at Wu Biao without a word, while the rest turned and prepared to leave.
They had enormous confidence in their companion. Although the intelligence had marked their opponent as someone requiring special attention—
Which one of them was not a powerhouse? Aside from those left behind to guard the base, nearly every strong fighter in the organization had been sent out. It would not be an exaggeration