Hueco Mundo: Load The Holy Lord Template At The Beginning

boom.

Nnoitra fell from Shendu's palm, half kneeling on the scorched sand.

He looked up at the sky, no color could be seen in his black pupils, his mouth was slightly opened, as deep as an abyss.

The burning golden Reiatsu diminished little by little until it was completely extinguished, like a dying candle in the wind.

Shendu looked at the soul pulled in the palm, carefully observed and analyzed.

The power of the sheep charm has far more potential than he imagined.

This soul-specific ability alone is enough to rank among the many bug-level abilities in this treacherous Otherworld.

"soul……"

Shendu hesitated for a moment, then directly opened his bloody mouth under Hurley Bell's shocked gaze, directly devouring Nnoitra's soul completely.

The golden light flickered in Shendu's blood-red eyes, and then he calmed down.

Nothing changed, not even a wave of Reiatsu.

However, Shendu's expression rarely showed a hint of joy and indeed.

"Killing and Soul."

He summed it up simply, "Want to own Arrancar, except for the long time and near-limitless potential."

"Killing is also one of the essential conditions."

"The second is the strength of the soul."

"Thinking about the soul strength of Starrk, even in the entire Hueco Mundo, it is considered outstanding."

With the complete disappearance of the soul, Nnoitra, who was half kneeling on the ground, completely lost its support, and turned into countless spirits, blending into the air of Hueco Mundo.

[The sixth step towards the ultimate has been completed. 】

[Template progress 35% - 40%. 】

[Unlock the snake charm. 】

[Current abilities: dragon body, fire magic, demon magic, dragon charm, pig charm, cow charm, sheep charm, snake charm. 】

[Reiatsu: First-class Lingwei (extreme). 】

With the demise of Nnoitra, one step closer to the ultimate.

It's just that the unlocking of the snake charm made Shendu a little dissatisfied.

Simply hiding the breath doesn't seem to have much effect in the battle.

He prefers the kind of straight-forward battles.

Violent crushing is the romance of Menos Grande.

As for the Nnoitra spirit submerging into the air of Hueco Mundo.

Shendu is naturally aware of this, thoughtfully:

"If even the soul is devoured, will Nnoitra still appear in hell?"

"If it really appeared, then the essence of life is not the soul, but the spirit?"

Regarding this speculation, he did not delve into it.

The harvest of this trip has already made him very satisfied.

One day, the secret of hell will also be presented to him.

Shendu believes that this day is not too far away.

"Come on, Hurley Bell."

Hearing Shendu calling his name suddenly, Hurley Bell hesitated for a moment, but followed immediately.

Although she very much rejects the behavior of devouring evolution between Menos Grande.

But as Vasto Lorde, no one can avoid this process.

As long as Shendu doesn't force himself to do this kind of thing, it will be fine.

...

The Forest of Menos Grande.

When Shendu returned, Santos was waiting outside the White Tower on time.

He reported the current situation respectfully, as well as a small amount of information that needed attention.

Santos will not have the slightest doubt that Shendu can solve the problem of the disappearance of the Adjuchas expedition team.

He is even more confident than Shendu himself.

"Your Majesty, the other expedition teams have all returned smoothly, and a new expedition team has been dispatched to the southwest again."

Santos took out a notebook from under the messy feathers, and reported respectfully:

"Besides, there is another piece of information that His Majesty needs to give orders."

"In the direction of Xuye Palace, there is a large-scale migration of virtual groups..."

Shendu's teeth are slightly opened, and white air escapes from them, even the most kind smile is enough to stop a child from crying at night.

"Have you finally started to move?"

Virtual group migration.

It means that the war between Void Palace and Menos Grande Forest is about to start.

Baraggan will never allow an equal to him to be born in Hueco Mundo, let alone be replaced by other Vasto Lordes.

In his eyes, he is the only supreme being, the only god in Hueco Mundo.

On the day Hurley Bell issued the gauntlet, Baraggan's orders were conveyed layer by layer.

The virtual groups belonging to the Xuye Palace moved towards the direction of the Xuye Palace one after another.

An unprecedented war is about to break out in Hueco Mundo.

But everyone knows it, even Gillian, who has an individual consciousness, knows it very well.

What dominates the direction of this war is by no means the number of virtual groups on either side, nor the quality of their respective Adjuchas.

It is a battle between the masters of the two forces.

Only the truly strong are worthy to sit on the throne of the king of Hueco Mundo.

But even knowing this, restlessness is still spreading in Xuye Palace.

For the coming war, these tyrannical guys are both eager and fearful.

There is no living thing that does not fear death.

The same goes for Menos Grande.

In Xuye Palace, above the open-air castle.

The bright white moonlight sprinkled on the empty square like flowing water.

The dense Menos Grande swarmed among them, kneeling quietly on the ground, waiting for new orders.

Baraggan sat on the throne, his bony arms propped up his "thin" cheeks, looking down at the Adjuchas.

At this moment, he was inexplicably irritable.

In other words, as early as when Hurley Bell came to issue the gauntlet, Baraggan's mentality had some subtle changes.

Previously, he had disdain for Shendu, the new Vasto Lorde.

He thought that this little guy might bring a little change to his boring life.

But who ever thought.

Within a few days, Shendu first beheaded Vasto Lorde of the same level in the forest of Menos Grande, and then beheaded all the troops he sent out.

The only Vasto Lorde under his command even chose to betray and switch to the enemy camp.

Even more outrageous.

Hurley Bell, who Baraggan himself invited many times but failed, also joined Shendu's camp and stood on the opposite side.

Such a comparison.

Baraggan suddenly realized that he, the so-called king of Hueco Mundo, seemed to be a joke.

Anger accumulated in his heart, almost completely burning the rationality he had accumulated over the years.

If there were no other subordinates, he might have killed himself in the forest of Menos Grande at this time.

"Gio, how's the virtual group gathering going?"

Baraggan asked in a low voice.

Geo Weig knelt down and reported in a respectful manner:

"Except for a small number of two virtual groups, the others have gathered near the Xuye Palace."

Geo Weig is one of Baraggan's most trusted Menos Grandes. He has a saber-toothed tiger-like skull mask, his whole body is covered with white bone armor, and sharp knives are born at the joints of his limbs, like a killing machine.

Because of Abilama Leda's death, Geo Weig took his place and was responsible for handling many tedious matters in the Void Night Palace.

However, these subordinates of Baraggan, the Menos Grande, are very happy with this.

"There is no need to wait any longer."

"I can't wait."

Baraggan lowered the arm supporting his head, and pressed his hands on the armrest of the throne. The black breath surrounded it, and the terrifying Reiatsu spread to the entire Xuye Palace at this moment.

"All set out..."

"Target, the Forest of Menos Grande!"

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