Defeat Came Like a Mountain Collapse / He Would Not Rest Until He Dragged Everyone Down With Him

Lightning-infused light directly engulfed the dozen or so Quincy at the front, reducing their bodies to ash.

Only then did the others react and retreat one after another. Bensheng Wuzhong's face turned livid. "What is the meaning of this? You don't want us to help you conquer the world anymore?"

Kawakami suddenly laughed. His gaze was clearly so gentle, yet it carried contempt. "Is the Kawakami you speak of him?"

As he spoke, "Kawakami" suddenly threw something over. Only after Bensheng Wuzhong got a clear look did he realize that it was a dead man's head—and that head belonged to Kawakami.

As the leader of the Quincy, Bensheng Wuzhong was quick-witted. In an instant, he realized he had been duped. The Kawakami before him was an impostor.

At that moment, the elderly Shinigami who had traveled with him earlier had transformed into a young man. He wore a Shinigami Uniform and glasses, with a faint smile on his face and gentle eyes. He looked utterly harmless.

"Bensheng Wuzhong, you probably never imagined it, did you? Kawakami's collusion with the Quincy was exposed long ago. I merely used a small trick to lure you into this trap. You were far too arrogant." Aizen quietly watched Bensheng Wuzhong before him.

"Bastard! Kill him!" Bensheng Wuzhong roared, and over a thousand Quincy simultaneously drew their bows and nocked their arrows.

"Still haven't figured it out? Why do you think I led you here?" Aizen smiled.

A sense of dread rose within Bensheng Wuzhong.

The next second, the pitch-black sky was dyed in every color by Kidō!

"Hadō #31, Cremation Cannon!"

"Hadō #33, Sōkatsui!"

"Hadō #54, Hōen."

"Hadō #61..."

"Hadō #88..."

In an instant, the entire back mountain was shrouded in all manner of light. The Quincy's physical strength was far inferior to that