In that instant, let alone resisting, he could not even raise his head to see the other man's face clearly.
Nnoitra still wanted to struggle, still wanted to rise and challenge this supreme king.
Aizen sensed his struggle and smiled as he added a little more force.
"Crack, crack, crack!!!" Both of Nnoitra's arms, which had been supporting his body, snapped. Stark-white bones jutted out into the open.
Only then did Nnoitra finally come to his senses. If the other man wanted to kill him, he would not even need to lift a finger. Unprecedented terror surged from the depths of his heart, and his struggling gradually ceased.
Aizen turned with a smile. "Very good. From now on, you are a member of the Arrancar Army. Your superior is... Nel Tu, the one who just defeated you."
It had to be said that Aizen truly had a knack for messing with people's heads.
Under the pressure of such terrifying power, no matter how dissatisfied Nnoitra was, he did not dare show it. He could only tremble as he watched Aizen's back.
The other Vastolordes all reacted differently. Baraggan looked delighted by Nnoitra's misfortune, Tier Harribel showed a trace of pity, and Coyote Starrk looked utterly indifferent.
Aizen had released his Reiatsu not merely to intimidate Nnoitra, but to intimidate these Vastolordes as well.
At that moment, Nel Tu walked over to Nnoitra and asked, "Can you still stand?"
I Just Want to Do Business in Peace
Nnoitra struggled to climb to his feet. Nel Tu reached out to help him, but Nnoitra slapped her hand away.
The others all watched with looks of amusement. They liked troublemakers. Watching a thorn in the side slowly get beaten into submission was simply a pleasure.
For Nnoitra, what he found hardest to accept