Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

Grimmjow was warned by Aizen. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had no choice but to hold back his eagerness.

Just when I was planning what to do after the war, Ichimaru Gin's voice came to my ears. What does this guy mean? Do you want to fight with him? That's exactly what I want.

Thinking of this, I looked at the other person wildly, and was a little disappointed when I saw that he was still smiling and had no thoughts of fighting. This guy has been like this from the beginning, and I feel uncomfortable every time I look at him, even if I want to test his strength.

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He turned his attention to the battlefield again and said "hmm" in response.

Ichimaru Gin didn't say anything, he was waiting for something quietly. Upon seeing this, Grimmjow's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Submitting to Aizen does not mean surrendering to the God of Death!

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Aizen's Zanpakuto stopped in front of Ulquiorra. He only needed to use a little force to push forward slightly, and he could end the life of Vastod in front of him. He had already investigated the information before coming.

The regeneration ability is very strong, but it can cause devastating damage to the brain, eyes, and organs, and high-speed regeneration will fail, even if it is bathed in the rain of life.

"You lost, Ulquiorra." Aizen said.

Facing death, Ulquiorra was surprisingly calm, just looking at the other person coldly, without nervousness or fear, just waiting quietly.

"Kill me, Death." Ulquiorra said indifferently.

"Submit to me and I will give you greater power."

"I refuse."

"Can you tell me the reason? Ulquiorra."

"Surrender to death and wishful thinking."

Aizen saw that the other party remained calm and indifferent even in the face of death. He couldn't help but secretly praise him. He was very excited about the idea of ​​taking the other party under his command. After thinking about it, he said, "Do you know Li Chuan?"

Ulquiorra was startled. This was not the first time he heard this title. It must not be easy for an existence to be mentioned by the God of Death in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, he answered: "I don't know."

This is really a strange title, I thought to myself.

"He once said that he had never seen a more powerful Vastod than him."

Ulquiorra instantly understood what the other party was thinking, and his face became gloomy: "God of Death, kill me, I'm not interested in the power you talk about."

Aizen still had a gentle smile on his face. It was a pity to kill the opponent. He had just used his strength beyond the sixth level. The Vastodd in front of him was far from being comparable to Grimmjow and Nnoitra, so he could only use

That method, to be honest, Aizen is a little conflicted about this method.

"I can help you deal with the guy from fifty years ago."

As he said this, a faint light flashed in his eyes behind the lenses.

Hearing this, Ulquiorra's plain expression finally fluctuated, and he looked at Aizen, as if he wanted to detect something in him.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and Ulquiorra fell into deep thought.

On that day, it seemed like a big gathering of Hueco Mundo was held, almost all the strength of Hueco Mundo were gathered together, and even the original Xu in the place of birth were chasing after each other crazily.

Ten of them, Yachukas, and a special member of the Kilili Security Department were all kneeling on the ground.

Which of these Daxu is not the proud son of heaven, and which one is not a strong man standing on the top of the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood.

On that day, all the Hollows, big and small, whether they were the lowest, Killian or Yachukas, put aside their most primitive desire to devour, and all knelt on the ground in neat rows.

This kind of scene is unprecedented since birth.

This is not more terrifying. What scares them even more is the high-quality massive amount of spiritual pressure appearing out of thin air in the body, as well as the high-quality spiritual pressure rain.

This spiritual pressure has no attributes and seamlessly connects with them without any risk of backlash.

When everyone reacted, another spiritual pressure rain containing life force began to fall from the sky.

It had never rained in Hueco Mundo, but it rained heavily that day, and everything seemed to be happening under a certain will.

Rainwater contains spiritual pressure. Although it is not high, it is exactly the same as the spiritual pressure that appears out of thin air. It can be absorbed directly without any transformation at all.

The eleven Daxu sympathized with each other and left the scene one after another without causing any trouble. They didn’t know how long it had been raining, but everyone knew that according to Hueco Mundo’s inherited memory, this was the first time.

Leaving the scene, Ulquiorra saw the most horrifying scene in his life.

Looking up at the corpses, they are all corpses. There are endless corpses. After inspection, there are no exceptions. The bones are broken, the soul is shattered, and there is no possibility of life anymore.

This is not the scariest thing. What frightens him the most is that the heads of these hollows with high strength are all facing the same direction, whether they are lying down or prone, they are all facing the direction where they are kneeling.

And under the nourishment of the rain of life, the broken bones are still recovering.

Seeing such a scene, even they were horrified.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Grimmjow. Compared to Nnoitra, the other person was quite rational and calm.

"What did you all say?"

When they think of the forcibly forgotten existence, the unprecedented sense of crisis prompts them to improve crazily. In their eyes, this is Hueco Mundo's matter, and the God of Death is not allowed to interfere in any way.

The battle between Vastod prohibits the release of Zanpakutō, and even top-level Achukas is in a laissez-faire state. The purpose is not to consume the top combat power of Hueco Mundo.

Grimmjow didn't even look at him. As Hueco Mundo's top-level Vastod, he was endowed with the power of "destruction" of death. He was usually either fighting or on the way to fight, but he was surprisingly calm at this time.

"Ulquiorra, how much do we know about Hueco Mundo?"

These words actually stopped Ulquiorra, and he couldn't react for a moment.

Grimmjow looked at the arena full of messy traces, and behind it was the endless desert, the Hollow Moon that always gave off a soft light, and the Hueco Mundo where he was born and raised. All of this was so strange.

"We were born hundreds of years ago, what happened to Hueco Mundo before that?"

"Why choose us?"

"No matter how much we explore and search, we still find nothing."

"It's as if it never existed."

"How did he do it? Cover the entire Hueco Mundo? Completely erase our memories."

"Where does spiritual pressure come from? Where does the rain of life come from?"

"Who is he and what is his purpose?"

"The spiritual pressure in our bodies, the spiritual pressure in the rain, why choose us?"

In addition to the roaring battle sounds of Yami and Nnoitra, the rest of the Shinigami and Ulquiorra were listening, and the gasping sound of Tōsen Kaname lying on the ground was also much quieter.

Those who can be in this small square area are the top experts in the three realms.

Every being is a proud and arrogant person, with a strong will that is among the best in the world.

Now he actually says such depressing words.

Ulquiorra's heart moved: "Who is Li Chuan??"