Tier Harribel and her three subordinates stared at the scene before them in shock. The majestic, elongated body of darkness resembled a natural barrier stretching across the desert, blocking all the surging black aura outside.
The figure's back radiated a gentle presence. Simply standing there, he gave off an undeniable sense of reliability.
Though he was a Soul Reaper, the natural enemy of Menos.
To Tier Harribel, none of that mattered.
What mattered was that he had left an exceptionally deep impression on her.
The fleeing Adjuchas looked upon the astonishing sight blanketing the sky, their scalps prickling as icy chills raced up their spines to the crowns of their heads.
An uncontrollable terror spread through their hearts until it consumed them completely.
No Menos knew better than they did how terrifying Lord Barragan's power was. No matter how powerful a Menos might be, once touched by that forbidden power bordering on the realm of gods, it would instantly turn to dust and merge into Hueco Mundo.
Yet now, a Soul Reaper had actually blocked it. To them, it was no different from the heavens collapsing and their faith being shattered...
"Tsunayashiro... Su Feng?"
Upon a desolate mountain, Barragan, clad in a long purple coat, repeated the name in a puzzled tone.
The name sounded vaguely familiar, but he could not recall where he had heard it.
What surprised Barragan even more, however, was that the majestic elongated body of darkness had resisted his Power of Senescence.
Though this had merely been one of his most ordinary attacks.
For a mere Soul Reaper to possess such power was truly unexpected.
It was only then that an Adjuchas with a monkey-like face appeared not far from Barragan and quietly reminded him:
"Your Majesty, Lord Szayelaporro once mentioned that name."
At those