Trapped in Negacion

Cang Nan could not help rubbing his eyes, then looked carefully at the scene before him again.

The short, stout, powerfully built Baraggan and the tall, thin Szayelaporro stood on either side of the Negacion entrance, both closely watching the mass of Hollows charging straight toward it.

The Negacion entrance, like the gaping maw of some monster, was large enough to swallow an entire mountain. Even mindless Gillians renowned for their height looked like blades of grass at the foot of a great tree before it.

Before it, the vast swarm of Hollows looked as tiny as a colony of ants.

Yet only something of such immense size could allow such an enormous number of Hollows to enter at the same...