The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Penance Tower.

Hasward stepped into the 'cell': "Sir, what you asked me to do has been completed."

Inside the dark prison cell.

Lord sat cross-legged, bathed in the scarlet brilliance of the Reality Stone, and slowly opened his eyes: "Has the quantity... been gathered?"

"yes."

Hasward had no expression on his face and said calmly: "A total of one hundred and seventy-three Kilians have been catalyzed and captured."

Good guy!

This speed and efficiency are worthy of you!

Lord raised his eyebrows and said with a little surprise: "One hundred and seventy-three Kilians, how many people have you...killed?"

A hundred Hollows must devour each other to give birth to a Great Hollow Kilian. If calculated according to this data, Hasward has produced nearly 17,300 Hollows in just a few days.

Virtual?

"I didn't kill anyone."

"No killing?!"

"Yes, Lord Lord."

"Then...where did these Daxu come from?"

"I've been to the Middle East several times."

Hasward pushed up his glasses with one hand and said: "Bring the souls of those terrorists back and throw them into the abyss of despair to cultivate these Daxu."

Okay, this is very ‘just’!

Lord's eyes twitched, and for a moment he didn't know how to complain.

Hasward was not aware of Lord's thoughts, and continued: "Lord, I think the Middle East is a very good area. It is full of wars and is very suitable as a harvesting point for souls."

"Let's talk about it later."

Lord shook his head and rejected the proposal.

Didn't he think about going to the war area, so that the realm attached to the Spirit King could allow more and stronger Daxu to be born there.

But when the problem arises, many unexpected factors will arise.

Once the number of voids expands dramatically, and he does not have the corresponding manpower to deal with it, it will only cause a wider range of innocent killings, and may even give birth to a Vastod-level void in advance!

Precisely because of the uncontrollability of war-torn areas, he chose to stay in the "relatively" stable United States.

"Go call Grimmjow and Gwen and ask them to go to the Abyss of Despair." Lord ordered.

The Abyss of Despair was originally a playground built under the Jingling Pavilion in the present world. Later, he moved the Abyss of Despair to Soul Society. This was both convenient and to prevent outsiders from discovering it.

"Yes, sir." Hasward nodded, turned and left the Tower of Confession.

...

In the east gate of Seireitei, in a special area separated by a barrier.

Since recovering from his injuries, Gwen has come to challenge Grimmjow from time to time, and the two of them fight to their heart's content in this exclusive area!

It is worth mentioning that.

Gwen's current record with Grimmjow is 102 defeats, 2 wins and 5 draws!

After experiencing the battle in the underground cave and understanding the 'death' he symbolized, Gwen's spiritual pressure not only improved further, but with the blessing of the special 'poison' ability, it even suppressed Grimmjow.

I can't hold my head up anymore.

Never underestimate toxins.

There are at least tens of thousands of deadly toxins in nature. Even if Grimmjow can be immune to most of them, he still cannot avoid them all. Therefore, in the process of fighting with Gwen, he will always be exposed to some weird toxins.

beat.

"Grimmjow... huff... this time... I win again!" Gwen panted and half-knelt on the ground, covering her chest with one hand.

The first three huge claw marks were almost bone-piercing and bloody, and the other hand was bent and hanging in a weird way, giving it a miserable look.

"Don't get too proud too early!"

Grimmjow said weakly, but did not refute Gwen's words.

It has indeed lost this battle!

Although it doesn't look as miserable as Gwen from the outside, it's actually much more serious!

Gwen planted more than dozens of toxins in its body. These toxins wreaked havoc and destroyed its internal organs. If it continued, it would definitely be the one who died first!

"Haha...102 defeats and 3 wins!" Gwen smiled triumphantly and took back the toxins in Grimmjow's body.

"Tch..." Grimmjow curled his lips in disdain, his blue beast eyes showing a bit of dissatisfaction: "It was just a moment of carelessness that made you win a few times. Don't forget that I am

102 wins and 3 losses!”

"There are five more ties!" Gwen emphasized.

"Ha...you won't have a chance next time!" Grimmjow said arrogantly: "I am already familiar with your abilities, and I will definitely defeat you next time!"

"You won't make it!"

Gwen said seriously: "I am no longer the person I used to be, and I will continue to win in the future!"

"We'll see." Grimmjow looked at her deeply, licked the messy hair with his barbed tongue, and said calmly: "But you have to be prepared, I won't be merciful next time.

.”

"I'll give this to you too!" Gwen said fiercely without giving in at all.

Bang!

Dust and smoke flew up on the ground, and Hasward suddenly appeared in a white military uniform.

"Lord Hasward." Gwen lowered his head slightly and said respectfully.

"Oh~ Hasward." Grimmjow crossed his forelimbs, resting his head on them, eyes half-opened, and said lazily: "How come you have time to come to us?"

Hasward didn't care about Grimmjow's attitude and just said calmly: "Grimmjow, Gwen, you two come with me. Lord Lord has asked you to do something."

"he?"

Grimmjow frowned slightly. Although it was usually unruly and unconvinced by anyone, it was still a little afraid of Lord, so he stood up slowly and said: "Since it is his order, then this book

I’ll take a trip with you, uncle.”

...

The Abyss of Despair is located at the end of Soul Society.

This place is very far away from Seireitei and Rukongai, and a huge barrier completely cuts off the other side to prevent souls from getting lost and walking in.

Hasward, Gwen, and Grimmjow stood side by side, looking down at the hundreds of Kilians under the huge abyss.

"Tsk~ That adult has really bad taste."

Grimmjow licked his hair and said with a half-smile: "We have gathered so many Kilians on purpose. Is it possible that we intend to give birth to an Achukas from them?"

"Shut up and just watch." Hasward glanced at the leopard coldly.

Grimmjow sneered, then stopped talking and looked down quietly.

Buzz~

The power of space surges, creating ripples in circles.

Lord's figure slowly walked out of the ripples, his eyes swept over the three people one by one, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that everyone is here, then the experiment can begin."

"Experiment?"*2

Grimmjow and Gwen have different expressions.

"good."

Lord nodded slightly and said: "An experiment on 'arrancar transformation', if successful, will allow you to have the form of a human and the power of a god of death, and your strength will be even greater."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Upon hearing that his strength would be further improved, Grimmjow said without hesitation: "As long as it can give me power, it doesn't matter even if it's an experiment!"

"Sir, I am willing to participate in the experiment!" Gwen said not to be outdone.

"No hurry~"

Lord waved his hand and said: "I will test it with these Kilians first. If it is really feasible, then it will be up to you."

"All right."

Grimmjow could only temporarily suppress the impatience in his heart: "The power of Arrancar transformation, haha... I like you more and more!"