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Chapter 100

~5 min read 936 words

Aizen, and the figures of the crowd, came back into view once more!

……

"Sigh."

"Even Kuchiki Senya couldn't escape, huh…"

On the ground.

Because of Aizen's offensive, the five captains lying about in disarray had faces black as the bottom of a wok.

Not far away.

Kuchiki Senya's spiritual pressure erupted with a roar!

It had already reached the peak level of a Shinigami!

Looking at its might alone.

It was in no way inferior to Yamamoto's Heavy Strike!

It was even more aggressive, more offensive! Unrivaled in sharpness!

However.

Everyone.

Was utterly pessimistic.

Although Kuchiki Senya was a supreme expert, top-tier combat power.

But his Zanpakutō was also a direct-attack type with no rule-based ability to break illusions!

Under Kyōka Suigetsu.

Even combat power at the Head Captain level would be toyed with in Aizen's palm!

Now. ③

The Thirteen Court Guard Squads. 7

Yamamoto's Heavy Strike had his five senses dominated. ①

Kuchiki Senya, because of Aizen's scheme, also saw Kyōka Suigetsu…7

The only two Head Captain-level combatants who could match Aizen had been completely wiped out! 2

Everyone. 9

Watching Aizen, like a sovereign ascending his throne, step by step toward the top of the Sōkyoku Hill, a flash of helplessness passed through their eyes. 1

The entire Soul Society. 1

Had lost, lost at Aizen's hands! ⑨

"Ah, it's time."

The corner of Aizen's mouth lifted slightly, his face still carrying a spring-breeze-like smile, as he gently raised his head to look at the pure-white sky.

"Sizzle—"

Above the firmament, a massive spatial rift suddenly tore open!

The roars of Menos Grande rang out, each one a full several dozen meters tall! Wearing bone masks with pointed noses!

Their bodies were black!

On their bodies.

Wrapped in a tough membrane!

A full hundred-plus Gillian-class Menos Grande! Even in Hueco Mundo, they were the backbone force!

The next moment!

Two enormous golden-yellow beams of light descended suddenly!

Enveloping the figures of Aizen and Gin Ichimaru, their forms slowly rose into the air.

At this moment.

Everyone watched Aizen above the firmament, like a god about to ascend to the High Heaven, their expressions quite complex.

Yamamoto's Heavy Strike had finally awakened from Kyōka Suigetsu, his face expressionless.

Only a pair of eyes.

Stared fixedly at Aizen Sōsuke high above!

Aizen's existence.

Was the shame of the entire Soul Society! And also the great enemy the entire Soul Society would have to face together!

"Aizen, I never thought you'd fallen to such a state." Ukitake Jūshirō's face was pale, his weakened body coughing incessantly.

"Ukitake, you are far too arrogant."

"No one stands in the heavens from the very beginning, neither you, nor I, not even the gods."

"But this unbearable vacancy in the throne of heaven is about to end as well — from now on, I shall stand above the heavens!"

Aizen Sōsuke's tone grew low.

At the same time.

The square-framed glasses were gently removed by him, turning into scattered, flying fragments in the air.

His fingers gathered his hair toward the back of his head, the hair swept backward, only a single brown strand hanging over his forehead!

The man's entire bearing changed in an instant!

Cold, haughty, like a deity seated loftily upon the divine throne! Disdainful of all things under heaven, no one able to draw even a glance from him!

Below.

The various captains, and all the elite Shinigami of Seireitei, said nothing, merely silently watching Aizen.

The golden light enveloping him was called the Negación — it was the method by which Menos Grande guided their own kind.

As long as one is enveloped by it, it's equivalent to an invincible state—even Captain-Commander level combat power cannot break through the barrier membrane!

Everyone.

Could only watch helplessly as Aizen left Soul Society!

There was nothing they could do!

This round.

Aizen had won……

"Hm?"

"Kuchiki Senya?"

Unohana Retsu suddenly looked toward the side, at an additional languid figure that had appeared, her eyes widening.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni merely let out a soft sigh—even if Kuchiki Senya came over now, it would be of no help.

The others could only cast their gazes at Aizen above, gnashing their teeth, yet utterly helpless.

No one.

Could break through the barrier membrane!

And Kuchiki Senya simply held a wine cup in one hand, taking a small sip, while his other hand gripped a Zanpakuto fused with black and red patterns.

Unparalleled in sharpness, as if it could cleave all things in the world!

True to form, Aizen still possessed the "Bankai hairspray hand" skill.

And Ukitake Jushiro.

Was also a seasoned actor—having the Spirit King's right hand within his body naturally granted him earth-shaking power.

And the conversation the two had just had about corruption and arrogance left people utterly baffled.

However.

In the original work.

Both Shinigami and Hollows have limits to their power, and the way to break through was the Hollowfication of Shinigami and the Shinigami-ification of Hollows.

Aizen chose the former—when retreating to Hueco Mundo, Ukitake already knew that Aizen had colluded with Hollows in pursuit of power.

For a Shinigami whose duty was to destroy Hollows and maintain the balance of the three realms, this was undoubtedly a form of corruption—actually consorting with Hollows.

Yet Aizen said it was Ukitake who was too proud, because he was unwilling to do so.

The implication was that both he and Ukitake had already reached the limit of Shinigami power,

Aizen had colluded with Hollows to obtain new power.

While Ukitake clung to his pride as a Shinigami and the debt of gratitude he owed Yamamoto, unwilling to do so.

At this moment.

Above.

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