The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Amethyst-colored light pierced through the Dangai, tore through the night sky of Hueco Mundo, and shone down on a palace within Las Noches.
The obscuring roof vanished into Reishi in an instant.
Shiraishi arrived at the same time.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, slowed down by half a step due to the distance, asked in confusion, "What is this?"
" The Guiding Light will lead me to the New World."
A seductive voice rang out, Szayelaporro slowly floated up, tossing his long pink hair with his hand, his jet-black tail, ignited with pink flames, swaying. "I told you, I will not die."
The power of the Hōgyoku makes the Gabriel increasingly powerful, even allowing it to be inserted into someone else's abdomen beforehand, thus enabling the user to be reborn after death.
Loly's ability to live was due to the external memory activation device that Szayelaporro had set up for her.
After her death, the memories stored elsewhere by the Negación Threads will be forcibly gathered, compelling her to revive.
"Unlike you inferior creatures, I, who incorporate death into my own cycle, am the perfect being."
Szayelaporro wore a narcissistic smile.
" Bankai: Zanka no Tachi!"
Without further Bankai, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto unleashed his Bankai, slashing his sword at the pillar of light. The surface of the light was unusually slippery, Zanka no Tachi actually slid to the ground. "What?"
"It's no use. This is the will of the New World, even stronger than the Negación."
Szayelaporro shook his head, then looked down at the Shiraishi and said, "Are you so shocked you can't speak?"
"No, I'm just wondering, how could such a perfect creature be so easily killed by a lower being? Where exactly is its perfection?"
Shiraishi made a sarcastic remark.
Szayelaporro's eyes darkened, then he laughed. "If you leave it alone, you will all die. Don't expect anyone to save you. The tremors of the Dangai will cause coordinate chaos in Hueco Mundo, the World of the Living, Soul Society."
Even Hollows can't find the World of the Living by smelling the scent, let alone you. Lord Aizen is truly cruel to give you such a way to die.
Farewell.
The beam contracted, and Szayelaporro and Loly vanished.
Shiraishi looked solemn.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto released his Bankai, his expression unchanged, unable to think of a good way to break the deadlock.
The palace fell silent as the tremors intensified, and rubble tumbled to the ground.
Just when Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto thought the palace was about to collapse, the tremors suddenly stopped, and the restless Reishi gradually calmed down.
The earthquake seemed to have never happened.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto took out the communicator and pressed the buttons several times, but there was no response. "Try again in a bit."
"I don't think there's much hope. Let's focus on food first. I'll grab a small one and see if we can roast it."
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Shiraishi let out a breath, deciding to be pragmatic and solve the food crisis first before thinking about how to leave. "Hopefully, we can, otherwise we'll starve to death here."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto stared at the sword, falling silent. Ryūjin Jakka, the oldest and most destructive Zanpakuto of the heat type.
Now it has been reduced to roasting the dead and using them as firewood.
"Sigh." He sighed heavily, hoping that Kisuke Urahara and the others could make contact here as soon as possible.
Seireitei, a place in what was formerly District 12.
A shadow looms over this place.
Five enormous Zero Division Detached Palace hovered above the Shakonmaku; had it been a moment later, they would have crashed down here.
Ichibē Hyōsube ran to wake up the rest of the Squad Zero members.
The remaining captains gathered around Kisuke Urahara, watching his fingers tap incessantly on the keyboard.
The series of data displayed on the screen was incomprehensible to any of the onlookers.
" Urahara, are you able to get in touch with the Captain-Commander and Shiraishi?"
Soi Fon couldn't help but ask a question: She and Retsu Unohana went to the Shiba Clan to protect the Kūkaku Cannon.
Because Aizen's Tenteikūra is limited to the Seireitei, it has no effect on those outside the Seireitei.
In addition, the tall, Seireiheki shielded everything.
They were unaware of the battle situation inside and could only steadfastly uphold their duties until the Soul Society trembled and light descended from the sky, at which point they realized that the Soul King Palace had most likely fallen.
Kisuke Urahara frowned, took his hand off the keyboard, and shook his head, saying, "It won't work. The Dangai is too chaotic; the Reiwa is constantly being interfered with, and we can't make contact at all."
"Then let's ignore them and go deal with Aizen!"
"No, in Little Hiyori, without Genryūsai's help, we can't defeat Sōsuke Aizen on our own. He already possesses power comparable to the Soul King."
A gentle voice rang out.
The freckled girl with two golden braids turned around and saw a tank-like figure standing there, decked out in tank gear. "Who are you calling ' Little Hiyori, ' you fatso? The only person in this world who can call me that is Captain Hikifune."
"What are you talking about? I am Kirio Hikifune."
"Huh?!" Hiyori's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. She looked closely at the purple hair, the swirls on her face, and the tone of her voice. " Captain Hikifune, I'm so sorry, you've become so beautiful, I didn't recognize you at first."
"I've become less exaggerated."
Kirio Hikifune waved his hand amicably.
"It's like a completely different person."
Shinji Hirako remarked, "She used to be a glamorous and gentle older sister, but now all she has left is the gentle older sister attribute. The food in the Squad Zero is just too good."
Bang.
Hiyori kicked him without hesitation, then rushed to Kirio Hikifune, asking with concern, " Captain Hikifune, did that bastard Aizen hurt you?"
Clap clap, Kisuke Urahara clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention, and said, "We can talk about catching up later. The most important thing right now is to leave Seireitei."
Before we can bring back Captain-Commander Yamamoto and Shiraishi, we must avoid Aizen's pursuit. Let's set off now.
Soi Fon immediately shouted, "Wait, what about the other surviving members?"
"It's a real shame we don't have time to wait for those ordinary team members."
Kisuke Urahara pulled his fisherman's hat down low. He was a rational person who wouldn't let emotions cloud his judgment. In this situation, the sooner they left Seireitei, the safer they would be.
No one can guarantee that Aizen won't come back to kill them again.
Without Kūgo Ginjō, the world truly cannot be saved.
Shunsui Kyōraku pursed his lips.
Retsu Unohana lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Let's split up. You guys leave first; I need to help the wounded soldiers who are waiting for treatment."
"Then I'll stay too," Soi Fon started to say, wanting to stay as well.
Yoruichi Shihōin shouted, " Soi Fon, someone needs to stay here in Urahara."
Byakuya Kuchiki turned around. "I'm going to the noble district to search for survivors too."
"Then let's split up and proceed separately. I'll notify you to regroup if necessary."
Ichibē Hyōsube stroked his long beard, not reminding them that they absolutely had to wear their Shihakushō.
He can find any black spot on someone's body, regardless of whether the black spot is on their clothes.
"Okay." Kisuke Urahara didn't waste any time, wanting to get things settled within a few months.
Others thought the same thing.
At that time, no one expected that the war would last much longer than anticipated.