Shinigami's the Unforgiven Swordsman Chapter 108 Ambush "Pfft."
Shiraishi couldn't keep a straight face for a moment, "Haha."
The low laughter was immediately drowned out by a roar coming from the darkness.
At a distance of about ten meters, Findorr clearly heard the laughter, his eyes turning cold as he asked, "What are you laughing at?"
"Excuse me, I just remembered something happy."
Shiraishi tried hard to suppress his smile; he could tell that the other party was very serious about stating their intention to kill them.
That's precisely what made him find it so funny. Who gave this guy the courage? Fish Leong?
"Incorrect answer."
Findorr's face was gloomy. Having Baraggan for many years, it was well-informed, but in terms of strength, it could not compare to its own emperor, nor could it compare to the Espada.
But Baraggan's arrogance was completely inherited; he looked down on someone who didn't even have Reiatsu.
Anyone with a modicum of sense could figure out that this piece of trash is only alive because of Shinigami's protection.
That Shinigami is indeed quite capable; he's very good at concealing his Reiatsu, and his strength is probably enough to make him one of the Seated Officer in the Gotei 13.
"Only by consistently submitting the right answers in life's multiple-choice questions can one survive."
If you answer incorrectly, you'll have to pay the price for your mistake. Remember to be smarter in your next life.
Findorr liked to show off his philosophy before taking action. He raised his right pincer, opened it, and a high-pressure jet of water shot out.
Ordinary high-pressure water flow is naturally harmless, but its high-pressure water flow is a transformation of Reiatsu, possessing a strong penetrating ability.
Shiraishi drew his sword and swung it, creating an invisible Wind Wall that blocked the high-pressure water jet without stirring up a single wave.
"Oh, I underestimated you." Findorr hadn't expected Shiraishi to be Shinigami; it seemed his ability to conceal his Reiatsu was even better than the one beside him.
Judging from the sword-wielding motion and the lack of incantation, it's not Kidō, but rather the power of Zanpakuto, specifically designed to counter ranged attacks.
Then let's fight in close combat.
Its words were arrogant, Shin'uchi, it would never underestimate Shiraishi. With all its might, Sonído behind Shiraishi, and its huge pincers swung down like guillotines.
Blood splattered.
The world spun around Findorr, who saw the lower body, now missing its upper body, standing there. It looked very familiar...
"You killed them too quickly."
"There's nothing I can do; there are always idiots who will run into my knife."
It vaguely heard the two talking before its consciousness completely disappeared into darkness.
Shiraishi sheathed his sword, opened the system panel, raised an eyebrow, and was somewhat surprised. This ridiculous guy was actually worth three hundred experience points?!
His experience points increased from 585 to 885.
As expected of Baraggan's subordinate, his level is on a completely different level from the other Adjuchas.
No wonder he's so arrogant.
Unfortunately, he and it are not on the same level.
Under his full power, Adjuchas nor Findorr, without special abilities, would be able to withstand more than a few moves.
In the entire Hueco Mundo, the only Hollows who can truly fight him are the Espada.
Shiraishi tilted his head back, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through the darkness and see one of the Espada approaching.
Sōya Azashiro asked, "Should we avoid it?"
"This constant avoidance isn't a solution. If it's determined to get itself killed, then let's send it on its way."
Shiraishi muttered to himself that he initially didn't want to fight because he was afraid of the trouble, but this guy kept pursuing him relentlessly, and if he didn't fight, it would probably be even more troublesome.
He can't keep coming in and going out, coming in and going out like that. Hueco Mundo might not feel it, but he does; it's too tiring.
Taking advantage of the dim terrain of the Forest of Menos, they decided to try and kill that Espada.
"Then let's test the strength of Menos Grande right here."
Sōya Azashiro began to accelerate the merging with the surrounding space, searching for usable pieces, and the Reiatsu from the surrounding collisions gradually subsided.
Shiraishi found a place to hide and quietly waited for his prey to come to him.
A short while later, a figure fell from the darkness with a thud, landing in the area enveloped in darkness and walking towards the faintly glowing trees.
As they drew closer, the faint silver light illuminated her figure.
She had long, lake-green hair that reached her waist, a delicate face with a classic oval shape, a high, straight nose with horizontal lines of rose color, and gray-brown eyes that revealed the composure of someone who had been through countless battles.
He was completely covered in a pure white combat suit, with his chest exposed and Zanpakuto at his waist.
Nel... Shiraishi recognized the face and was puzzled. Why hadn't Nnoitra attacked her?
This is difficult.
He may admire male Espada, but he will never show mercy if they deserve to be killed.
I always felt it was a shame to kill a female Espada.
He remained lying there, without moving.
Nelliel walked to Findorr's body and immediately recognized that it had been killed by Shinigami.
Only Hollows killed by Shinigami's sword would exhibit such signs of Reishi in such a short time.
If it's all just empty talk, then the fighting will leave behind corpses that won't disappear for at least a year or two.
Findorr was clearly not dead for that long.
Is this a conflict between the two? No, perhaps she's mistaken about something.
Neliel's eyes showed a hint of contemplation. She looked up and around, clearly sensing the pressure of death nearby, but unable to pinpoint its exact location.
The scope continues to expand.
"Strange," she murmured, her delicate eyebrows furrowing. Shinigami's actions were strange, and so was the surroundings.
It's too quiet, unlike the intense atmosphere in the distance, which is unusual for the Forest of Menos.
Nelliel spent most of her ethereal life in the Forest of Menos, constantly fighting and devouring her own kind, resembling a wild beast.
From low-level Hollows to giant Hollows, and then to Lower-level Menos Grande Gillian, only when they evolve into Mid-level Menos Grande Adjuchas will they leave this place and pursue a higher realm.
That evolutionary process was filled with abhorrent bloodshed and brutality, and even now, recalling it evokes a feeling of disgust.
That's why she sincerely respects Aizen; he was the one who cut off that path of barbaric evolution and gave Hollows a new hope.
Because of Lord Aizen's words, she was willing to return to this place filled with hateful memories.
Nelliel's eyes swept across her surroundings. The eerie silence around her—could it be related to that Shinigami?
No, she could understand if the Shinigami released his Reiatsu at full power, creating this kind of silent deterrent.
Such concealed Reiatsu couldn't possibly frighten a Hollow; could it be related to their abilities?
Thinking this, Nelliel gripped the hilt of her sword and tried shouting to those around her, " Shinigami, how long are you going to hide in the shadows?"
The clear, melodious voice carried far, but there was no echo in the darkness.
She could hear some noises and suddenly leaped to the side, as several giant figures pounced on her.
Sharp claws landed on the tree roots with a clanging sound. She spun around, not attacking them immediately, but releasing her Reiatsu.
If it were an ordinary void, it would have been intimidated long ago.
These giant voids did not stop their actions and continued their attack on her.
As expected, they were taken into control.
Nelliel pondered, considering the expanded area, and began to understand the enemy's abilities. "Sing, Gamuza!"