The Unforgiven from Shinigami
The weather was fine and sunny.
The weather in Seireitei did not change despite the tense situation.
The pale sunlight fell on the front of the Research and Development Institute, and the autumn wind was bleak.
Shiraishi stood at the doorway, reaching out to ring the doorbell.
"You can just wait outside."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi rushed up from behind, interrupting him as he rang the doorbell, and squeezed in at the doorway first.
Shiraishi pouted and said, "Why are you so nervous? I just want to see Nemu."
She's busy with an important experiment and doesn't have time for you.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi.
The dissection experiment on Oniyasha was nearing its end, and he didn't want Shiraishi to affect Nemu's enthusiasm for her work.
"Tsk."
Shiraishi was annoyed, but there was nothing he could do; it was working hours, not his lunch break.
He couldn't let a single meeting interfere with Nemu Kurotsuchi's work.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi stepped into the Research and Development Institute and considerately closed the door behind him.
Not long after, he came out again, holding a gray-white cloak with complex patterns inside, like electrical circuits, that would leave a layman completely bewildered.
The Space Capsule is blue and white.
The communication device is shaped like a watch.
The Reishi Detection Rod is a dark metal rod, 18 centimeters long.
" The Cloak of Lies only needs your Reiatsu injected into it beforehand to take effect."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi introduced them one by one, "When the Space Capsule is crushed, it will automatically pack objects within a three-meter radius into another dimension."
Only inanimate objects can be contained; one must be certain that Kūgo Ginjō has died before crushing it.
"Press the red button on the side of the communication device to call us, and the green button to connect to our communication."
"Press the Reishi Detection Rod on the top of your head; a flash of green light indicates activation. Just insert it outside the palace where Aizen often holds meetings."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi explaining how to use it, Mayuri Kurotsuchi asked, "Do you have any other questions?"
Shiraishi nodded and said, "Yes, is the Garganta opened here?"
"Of course not. To avoid Aizen's suspicion, you must return to Hueco Mundo with the Hollows who came to Soul Society to hunt."
Shiraishi took the four-piece set and said, "I need to use my Bankai first. Remember to turn off the Menos Grande alarm in the first district beforehand, so you don't get scared by my Reiatsu."
Using his "Are you stupid?" look as an excuse, Mayu said, "The spiritual pressure of a Shinigami is different from that of a Hollow; it won't trigger a Hollow's alarm."
"You're not as smart Urahara. I said that because the Reiatsu during Bankai is similar to that of a Hollow."
Shiraishi retorted irritably, launching a Steel Tempest that didn't give Mayuri Kurotsuchi a chance to ask another question.
He left the Hakutōmon of Seireitei and went straight to the deserted mountaintop, Bankai: Crimson Moon.
To ensure a fatal blow and avoid any accidents, he decided to enter Bankai state ahead of schedule.
Among the Bankai forms, the most enduring is Blood Moon.
As long as he doesn't keep getting slashed and constantly recovering from fatal injuries, he can ensure the Blood Moon remains a constant.
The crimson whirlwind spun in place before spreading outwards, revealing the Hollowfication Shiraishi.
His scarlet hair fluttered in the wind, and his pale demon mask was adorned with two blue electric sparks resembling will-o'-the-wisps.
He suppressed his ethereal Reiatsu and began to put on his four-piece suit. He tucked the Space Capsule into his red shimenawa belt and wore the communication watch under his dark gold gauntlet.
The Reishi Detection Rod was inserted next to the Zanpakuto, and Shiraishi draped the gray-white Cloak of Lies over his body, injecting Reiatsu.
A thin membrane covered his entire body, but it did not obstruct his vision.
Everything is ready.
Shiraishi sat under the tree, quietly waiting for the void to come from Hueco Mundo.
Aizen didn't interfere much with the behavior of the lower-level Hollows, letting them devour each other or hunt souls in the World of the Living world and Soul Society.
Therefore, the communication watch quickly displayed an arrow indicating the direction, clearly to accommodate his inability to read coordinates.
This setting is very user-friendly; it's Kisuke Urahara.
Shiraishi muttered to himself, but his movements were swift; he unleashed a Steel Tempest in front of a giant Hollow.
"Go back."
He tried giving a command, wanting to know if he had the authority to give orders to someone in a superior position.
Fear flickered in the giant phallus, but it did not disobey his command. With a swipe of its claws, it opened Garganta leading to Hueco Mundo.
Shiraishi followed behind.
Passing through the Dangai, the exit of the Garganta leads to the Forest of Menos.
It's still so dark here.
Tall quartz trees, Sea of White Sand floating in the air, occasionally revealing a sliver of moonlight, like a night sky with sparse stars.
Gillian wandered aimlessly through the Forest of Menos, where giant Hollows and smaller Hollows engaged in endless slaughter.
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Shiraishi wasn't very interested in them. He pushed off with his feet and shot into the air, breaking through layers of white sand and reaching the ground.
A waning moon hung high in the sky, without a single star. The wind whipped up the white sand from the ground. He looked towards the distant Las Noches, then pushed off with his foot and charged straight there.
The next instant, he stood at the main entrance of Las Noches, and without causing any damage, politely pushed the door open.
Shiraishi walked in confidently.
"Stop."
A Arrancar Sonído their path.
It had the shape of a bull's head, wore a long white robe, and had Zanpakuto at its waist. "You are... Ainz?"
"You piece of trash dare to call me by my name? Do you want to die?"
Shiraishi deliberately answered in an arrogant tone.
Rudbornn Chelute blinked. Oh, I forgot, it didn't have eyes. "No, it's just a bit of a surprise, Lord Ainz. Weren't you dead?"
"It's just recuperation, you're the one who deserves to die."
Shiraishi Steel Tempest, his sword seemingly still sheathed.
Rudbornn Chelute split in two and dissipated into particles.
He checked the panel; his experience was 80, and his current experience was 532, still more than 1,000 away from the upgrade requirement.
"So weak," Shiraishi muttered before leaving.
Rudbornn Chelute too loyal to Aizen; upon discovering his arrival, he would inevitably report it to Aizen instead of choosing to slack off.
Shiraishi wasn't sure if he could fool Aizen, so he simply let Rudbornn Chelute be used to kill him, thus delaying news of his arrival at Las Noches as much as possible.
He didn't go to Nelliel, but went straight to the palace of the Fourth Espada.
The hall was dimly lit.
The three subordinates continued their usual bickering and chatter.
Tier Harribel sat in the high-backed chair, listening quietly to their bickering. Suddenly, her emerald-green eyes widened, "You..."
A large, dark hand grabbed her blonde hair at the front, lifted it up sharply, and threw it aside.
" Tier Harribel, you really have it easy."
Ainz... you're not dead?
Tier Harribel took a few steps back, her eyes filled with complex emotions. On one hand, the other party was still alive, giving her a chance to surpass it.
On the one hand, there was a vague sense of fear.
This Hollow's ruthless methods are rare even among Hollows.
Even the brutal Yammy, now dead, wouldn't wipe out thousands of Adjuchas in one go.
"It's been a while since I last saw you, and you've forgotten all the manners for speaking to your master."
As Shiraishi spoke, he pondered how to extract information about Kūgo Ginjō. "You three, get out of here. I need to teach her some manners."