After Ren finished speaking, Aizen lowered his head. "If that is the case, I choose to submit!"
Aizen lowered his proud head—or rather, he had no choice but to bow. Especially after the blow to his heart: the Hōgyoku he had always relied on could not even withstand Ren's single sword strike. With his mind badly shaken, could he still resist?
Even if Aizen developed some ulterior thoughts in the future, Ren would not care. After all, when the time came, the entire Death God World would be devoured by Ren. No matter how many schemes Aizen had then, he would find it impossible to betray him.
As Aizen lowered his proud head, the Arrancar naturally chose to submit one after another. Their leader had already submitted, so of course they had to do the same.
As for the remaining Death God captains, Ren merely looked at Yoruichi and said, "Yoruichi... I'll leave these people to you. Those who refuse to surrender, imprison them!"
Yoruichi nodded. "Don't worry. These people used to be my colleagues. I'll have a good talk with them!"
Surrender and Resistance
The weather was clear. The Seireitei should have been bustling and full of noise!
Yet now, the Seireitei had fallen silent. Looking around, one could barely even see the Seireitei anymore!
The Seireitei, once the symbol and pride of Soul Society, had now been reduced to ruins!
The vast Seireitei had become rubble. No, it could not even be called rubble anymore—it was nothing more than barren wasteland!
Quite a few Death Gods remained on that wasteland!
Their faces were filled with unwillingness, but when they looked at Ren in the sky and Yoruichi slowly approaching, their eyes held sorrow and indignation!
That was right—sorrow and indignation!
They had once been squad captains of