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Chapter 600

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Hearing Tōshirō Hitsugaya's words, even Makarov nodded—heavy as the threat was, if the Shinigami had even stronger warriors, defeating the Demon King should be no problem.

Right now, their high-end combat power is still insufficient, and with Aizen's threat looming, they must deal with it.

"If that's the case, we should hurry. I don't know if the other Shinigami have handled the Ten Commandments, but it seems they can't handle the others either."

Imagining the terror of Estarossa, Makarov couldn't help shaking his head—if Estarossa's Commandment hadn't been precisely broken by Tōshirō Hitsugaya, they'd have had no chance at all against him.

Even if all members of the Holy Ten stormed in there, Makarov felt they still couldn't defeat Estarossa.

Watching Makarov's expression, Tōshirō Hitsugaya smiled.

"Don't worry—you don't need to be discouraged. After all, Estarossa is among the strongest of the Ten Commandments; we'll find a way to defeat him."

"Even if the strongest among our Shinigami came, defeating Estarossa would still be extremely difficult. Even if someone could handle him, it would be one of our absolute top-tier beings."

"And I heard Estarossa is apparently the second son of the Demon King—his power is so immense we couldn't possibly stand against him~."

"No wonder—Estarossa looks so much like Meliodas."

Hearing Tōshirō Hitsugaya's words, Makarov's eyes widened slightly—he hadn't expected their first encounter to be with such a powerful opponent.

But according to Tōshirō Hitsugaya, such strong warriors aren't numerous among the Ten Commandments; Estarossa might well be the most difficult opponent they'd face.

Continuing through the devastated streets, Makarov and Tōshirō Hitsugaya led a group from Ishgaria away from the previous battlefield.

Meanwhile, the group of Bai Huzi, already wounded from the great battle, remained where they were to rest.

Even if Makarov wanted to help them now, he was powerless—they had little magic left, and every bit saved would help them later; without reserves, they'd have no advantage in the coming battles.

After passing several more streets, Makarov saw one after another statue—his brow furrowed. Not far ahead, a strange figure wielding a massive axe, clad in red armor, stood motionless in the center, seemingly observing the surrounding statues.

Seeing the figure, even Tōshirō Hitsugaya frowned and warned Makarov.

"Don't move—we've encountered the toughest one yet. This man is one of the Ten Commandments: Garam."

"His Commandment is Truth—anyone who lies before him turns to stone. But if you tell no lies, he's merely a strong warrior, nothing more."

Looking at Garam, every member of Ishgaria wore wary expressions—everyone carried secrets, and if any secret slipped out in battle, it would be a serious problem.

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At that moment, Garam seemed to notice the magicians of Ishgaria—he leapt directly before them.

"You came from that direction—does that mean Estarossa failed?"

"Pathetic waste. If he weren't the Demon King Your Majesty's child, I'd have cut him down long ago."

Gazing at the Ishgaria group, Garam's eyes held contempt—he saw some of them had minor strength, but to him, they were utterly insignificant, useless.

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"Too bad, your reputation among the Ten Commandments still doesn't match Estarossa's—what right do you have to speak of him?"

Looking at Garam, Tōshirō Hitsugaya wore a mocking smile—truthfully, Garam wasn't strong among the Ten Commandments; his greatest strength lay in his Commandment.

Compared to Garam's powerful Commandment, his weak combat power meant nothing next to Estarossa's.

Estarossa's Commandment, though formidable, merely nullifies others' abilities—without great personal strength, even possessing Estarossa's Commandment would be useless.

Thus, Garam's strength ranks at the bottom of the Ten Commandments—there's nothing to fear.

Gazing at Tōshirō Hitsugaya, Garam's eyes burned with rage—he knew Tōshirō Hitsugaya was right, and he had no rebuttal, for even he could not deceive himself. Dead.

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