"Captain, what do we do!?"
A Rock Ninja beside the Rock Ninja Captain was sweating profusely. He looked at him nervously and asked.
The other Rock Ninjas were also tense as they watched the Rock Ninja Captain, waiting for his answer.
At that moment, the Rock Ninja Captain's answer would decide their fate.
Seeing the faint worry on their faces, the Rock Ninja Captain understood what they were thinking.
The squad members probably didn't want to keep tangling with this man.
The Rock Ninja Captain knew full well that he couldn't blame them.
The truth was... every member of Las Noches had displayed terrifying individual strength!
Who would want to face an enemy capable of killing them in an instant? The pressure such an opponent brought was simply overwhelming.
The Rock Ninja Captain's expression grew grave. After a moment's thought, he gave his answer in a low voice under everyone's anxious gaze.
"Forget about him. We're continuing our retreat!"
His words brought a collective sigh of relief from the Rock Ninjas.
After cautiously glancing at Ulquiorra and his companion's corpse, they began withdrawing into the night.
"Rustle..."
Soft rustling echoed through the dark forest.
Hearing the sounds, Ulquiorra glanced indifferently toward the forest with his dark green eyes and said calmly, "Running without a fight..."
He slowly raised his hand and stared at his pale palm, murmuring, "At least this body can still wield some power. Otherwise, carrying out Lord Aizen's orders would be difficult."
As he spoke, he held his arm out and extended a finger. A faint green light suddenly glimmered at its tip.
"Zing—"
A slightly piercing sound rang out. The hem of Ulquiorra's robe lifted as though stirred by a wind, billowing faintly.
The forest, black and shadowy moments before, was suddenly illuminated by a green