Simple and Efficient Attack

Las Noches.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Baraggan's fury made the Hollows who had returned once again tremble in fear.

These Hollows, who had not originally been in Las Noches, had no idea what had happened before. All they knew was that when they returned this time, every colleague—whether they got along or not—had vanished.

And then there was the irritable Lord Baraggan.

But Baraggan had no mind to consider what his subordinates were thinking.

He had now confirmed that the three Soul Reapers who had provoked him earlier had not returned.

This left Baraggan, who had already decided to submit for the time being and seek revenge when the chance arose, both humiliated and enraged. His fury only grew fiercer.

When his gaze fell upon the group of Hollows at the outskirts, a vicious glint flashed in Baraggan's eyes.

His anger needed an outlet.

But just as he turned his attention toward his own subordinates, he sensed a vaguely familiar presence in the distance, rapidly drawing closer.

Baraggan shifted his gaze toward the source of that presence.

It was that tactless bastard!

In an instant, Baraggan knew who that familiar presence belonged to.

The bastard he had wanted to take as a subordinate, only to be refused time and time again.

Whoosh!

Baraggan abruptly rose to his feet, his body floating upward.

An aura of decay spread out, sending the surrounding Hollows scattering in panic.

Once touched by the decaying aura of this tyrant lord, there was no chance of recovery.

Even a Hollow's body would rapidly decay and die.

Gripping his massive axe, Baraggan stared fixedly into the distance. Then, a pillar of light shot toward him from afar.

In a flash, it had reached Baraggan's front.

Baraggan was only startled for an instant. Reishi burst beneath his feet,