Hueco Mundo: Load The Holy Lord Template At The Beginning

On the barren Hueco Mundo, the white sand rolls up, blowing the wind and screaming.

Thick clouds piled up in the sky, covering the only moonlight, making the already cold and dark desert appear more profound and quiet.

Two black shadows, like sea tides, are gradually approaching.

The rumbling pace of marching, like the neighing of thunder, vibrates in the sky.

One side is silent, the other side is noisy.

The two armies faced each other, and the momentum was boiling.

Demonstration-like roars came from a distance, deafening.

Shendu stood above the sky, looking at the boundless and huge black shadow, as if he wanted to tear everything apart.

In terms of superficial momentum alone, the side of Xuye Palace seems to be more terrifying and mighty.

But if you compare them carefully, you will find that those Menos Grande, who are constantly relying on ferocious roars, have more than half of fear in their eyes that should be full of tyranny.

On the other hand, Menos Grande Forest is too quiet, only the sound of continuous breathing.

But in the eyes of these Menos Grande, there is only endless fanaticism.

"It's really spectacular!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's eyes lit up, "A war scene I've never seen before."

"Even if Shinigami and Xu fight, there will never be such an impressive sight in front of us."

In terms of quantity alone, Shinigami is far inferior to Xu.

Even a single Adjuchas outnumbers Shinigami by far.

If it wasn't for cannibalism and internal strife, Hueco Mundo's territory would have expanded into the Soul Society long ago.

"Sa, it might be even more spectacular next time."

SzayelAporro spoke up, "War in the true sense is really exciting."

Although the two have disagreements in philosophy, they have been together day and night for a period of time, and it feels a bit like rejoicing with friends.

Shendu did not take up the conversation between the two, but looked into the distance.

In the sky above the empty group on the opposite side, the throne is suspended under the clouds, and an arrogant figure sits on it.

Beside the throne, several beast-shaped Menos Grande of different shapes hovered around.

Their whole bodies are wrapped in bone armor, and the wild Reiatsu is almost solidified.

In terms of momentum alone, none of them is weaker than Cortes under Shendu.

Facing countless enemies of Menos Grande, Cortez mingled in the crowd, scratching his hooves excitedly, wishing he could plunge headfirst into the enemy camp and fight to his heart's content.

When Shendu noticed Baraggan, the other party also noticed him.

Baraggan sat upright on the throne, his slender bony fingers manipulated the black breath of death, circling up and down the throne.

"Shendu..."

"Baraggan..."

The two looked at each other from a distance, and at the same time meditated silently in their hearts.

"let's start."

Without further hesitation, Baraggan commanded Menos Grande at his side.

Jeo Weig immediately fell from the sky and came before the void group, making a deafening roar that almost overwhelmed the roar of all other Menos Grande demonstrations.

"Advance, let's go to war!"

"Tear them apart!"

The virtual group responded, and the roaring sound even condensed into substance, almost breaking away the thick dark cloud on the zenith.

Hurley Bell, also in the capacity of commander, came to the front of his own virtual group and gave the order to attack.

"Go to war."

The calm water voice has nothing to do with the atmosphere on the battlefield.

But it was such a sound that directly overwhelmed the roaring and roaring of the countless Menos Grande of the enemy.

The moment the two sides handed over, the desolate desert turned into a meat grinder, and the blood-red smell permeated the battlefield that erupted in an instant of dead silence.

Howling and roaring, Cero's red and flickering black shadows bloomed in the wind.

But momentarily.

The piled up remains, the bloody river, are hideous and terrifying.

This is a short but heroic war.

in a short period of time.

Baraggan's expression changed from arrogant to gloomy, like the thick cumulus clouds in the sky, which might thunder and lightning at any time.

Although he had expected failure, such a tragic scene still made him lose face.

One's own army was almost wiped out, and the opponent's loss did not exceed 30%.

Such a degree of comparison already explains everything.

Although in this short war, Hurley Bell's credit accounted for nearly half.

However, several Adjuchas with strong fighting power that he valued were also lost in it.

"never mind."

Baraggan stood up on the throne, "Just kill that little guy and everything will calm down."

"Whether it's war or arrogance."

"It's all but embellishment for death."

Shendu also broke away from the current camp, stepped on the sky, and looked directly at Baraggan not far away.

"King of the Hueco Mundo, Baraggan Louisenbairn."

He opened the gap between his teeth lightly, and the white aura escaped from them, and the tyrannical aura rushed towards his face.

"You've been in this position for too long."

"It's time to hand it over."

With deep eyes, Baraggan let out a very disdainful laugh.

"Humble and ignorant fellow."

"I was originally born in Hueco Mundo, and through countless years, I have witnessed countless challengers."

"The best of them even completely surpass you."

He stretched out his bone finger, and circles of black breath rippled on it, like ripples in a lake.

"But what about their results?"

"Embracing death one by one, going to perish."

"Your fate is the same..."

The voice fell.

Heavy Reiatsu erupted from around Baraggan, forming a violent storm that instantly tore apart the thick clouds above the sky.

Corresponding.

The direction Shendu is in is also the same level, or even more powerful Reiatsu.

The scorching breath is spreading and spreading.

The strong smell of sulfur instantly suppressed the smell of blood on the entire battlefield.

The terrifying high temperature is rising, turning the originally bitingly cold desert into a volcanic domain in an instant.

The virtual group is retreating.

The coercion of the two, no matter which one it is, they can't bear it.

Let alone a collision between the two.

Even Hurley Bell is subconsciously staying away from the center of the battle.

The suffocating heat made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The moisture in the air is decreasing rapidly, and dryness and boredom appear in the heart of every Menos Grande.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri even showed an exaggerated expression.

"It turns out that this is all the Reiatsu of His Majesty Shendu, it is really exaggerated to the extreme."

"This high temperature, like the scorching sun, reminds me of the captain..."

Szayel Aporro stared at the changes in the distant battlefield, two opposing figures were reflected in his golden pupils, his face was full of fanaticism.

This may be the perfect life in the true sense in his mind!

Reiatsu air waves are intertwined, stirring above the sky, and endless turbulence sweeps across, engulfing the thick clouds.

It seems like the end of the world...

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