I wonder how far Aizen will evolve once he gets this Hogyoku.
"Aizen, your teacher has gone to a lot of trouble for you. You'd better not let me down!"
For the sake of my leisurely retirement, I'm going all in.
Teacher... Is This Your Way of Supporting Me?
After absorbing an enormous amount of Hell's power, the Hogyoku grew more stable. Its interior looked like a galaxy in motion, dazzlingly beautiful.
Kisuke Urahara, I wonder how the Hogyoku I made compares to yours.
With the Hogyoku's interior stable for now, Yamabuki Chidori turned to the souls in Hell and called, "Goodbye, everyone! I'll come visit when I have time!"
No one answered this time. Most of the souls had lost all sense of self under Hell's torment and become walking corpses.
Yamabuki Chidori sensed Hell's intense hostility toward him. Fair enough. Every time he came, he devoured its power. It would have been strange if it didn't hate him.
"Don't look so put out. You've swallowed countless souls over the past million years, and I never complained. Let's call this mutually beneficial. If I run into trouble, I'll come find you again! That's all for today. Bye!" Yamabuki Chidori bade Hell farewell.
All of Hell trembled, as though it desperately wanted to spit him out.
The Hell Gate opened, and Yamabuki Chidori finally left. Once he was gone, a pair of hate-filled eyes appeared.
They belonged to Kuroto. His strength had grown enormously since their first encounter; he was nothing like the robber he had been back then. But against Yamabuki Chidori, whom even Hell feared, he remained utterly helpless.
Will I really never get a chance to take revenge in this lifetime?
"I'll wait. I refuse to believe anyone can stay on top forever. If five hundred years