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Chapter 282 White Light Breaking Through the Darkness

"Om..."

This is the sound of the spirits that fill the entire Hueco Mundo stirring as brilliant white light illuminates the world.

That sound was like cheering, applauding, welcoming, and worshipping, causing the light like a morning star to slowly descend from the sky and fall towards the direction of Xuye Palace.

White light spread out from it, cutting through the darkness of the entire Hueco Mundo, allowing everyone in this world who was looking up at the sky to look over.

Including Aizen Sosuke, Ichimaru Gin and Tosen Kaname.

"what is that?"

This is a question that naturally arises.

This is the natural surprise.

But when the figure in the white light suddenly spread its transparent wings and appeared in front of everyone as if emerging from the light, the doubts and astonishment in everyone's hearts were immediately replaced by another emotion.

That emotion is called wonder.

"Zhi!"

The gorgeous wings of light were shining, making its figure facing away from the darkness appear sparkling without a trace of haze.

There was not a single spot of dull white on his body, and his entire body was inlaid with blue gems. The glow he emitted was so divine that everyone who saw him either felt ashamed of themselves or was so moved that they wanted to cry.

That's what beauty is, right?
That's what they call flawless, right?
Holy, dazzling, gorgeous, glorious...all the words of praise that can be thought of in this world seem to be able to be used on each other at this moment.

shake……

My whole body couldn't stop shaking.

At least, that was the case with Ichimaru Gin and Tosen Kaname, as if their minds were overwhelmed by something huge, terrifying, yet overly beautiful, making them completely unable to move.

Even Aizen Sosuke was deeply attracted by the white figure emitting a mysterious glow.

However, he did not lose himself because of this. Instead, he had a growing ominous feeling.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”…

At this time, amid the sounds of space twisting, one figure after another came to the side of Aizen, Sosuke and the other two under the influence of the sounds.

"Lord Aizen!"

"what is that?"

"Are you alright? Master Aizen!"

Some of these people immediately gathered around Aizen Sosuke, while others looked at the pure white figure in the sky with expressions of surprise or shock.

These people all have numbers engraved on their bodies, telling others their identities.

The first of the Dekablades, with the number "1" engraved on his body, Koyate Stark.

The 2th Blade, Bylergan Ruisenbon, has the number "" engraved on his body.

The 3th Blade with the number "" engraved on her body, Tia Harribel.

The 5th Blade, Nnoitra Gilga, has the number "" engraved on his body.

The seventieth Blade, with the number "7" engraved on his body, is Zomali Lulu.

The 8th Blade with the number "" engraved on his body, Sal Apollo Granz.

The ninetieth Blade with the number "9" engraved on his body, Aronillo Eluruyeli.

Except for Ulquiorra, Grimmjow and Yammy, the remaining members of the Espada were all present.

"Is that a hollow?"

Koyate Stark, who looked like a middle-aged man and had a little girl by his side, looked at the white figure in the sky and made a somewhat uncertain sound.

"You actually gave my Xuye Palace to..."

Bylergan Ruisenbang, who is very tall and strong, looks like an old man, with a crown-like headdress on his head, looks a little angry.

"I don't feel any spiritual pressure...what's going on?"

Tia Harribel, who had brown skin, green eyes, a plump bust, and long golden hair tied into three braids, frowned beautifully.

“It’s… so beautiful.”

Tall, muscular, with thick lips and golden eyes, Zomali Lulu, who looked like a black man, was trembling slightly, as if he was moved by the holiness of the pure white figure.

"Did that thing attack the Kyūya Palace?"

Aronillo Eluruyeli, who was wearing a white robe that covered his entire body, white gloves, and a long mask with holes on his head, asked. The voice seemed to be spoken by two people at once, and they were obviously two different voices.

"There's no spiritual pressure, not even spiritual power. Is it sure it's a living thing? Isn't it some kind of machine?"

Sal Apollo Granz, who has a glasses-shaped mask, short pink hair, and golden eyes and looks like a scientist, pushed his glasses and showed an interested look at the white figure in the sky.

"Tsk, that condescending attitude is really disgusting."

Nnoitra Gilga, who had a round collar, was tall, wore an eye patch, had black medium-length hair parted in the middle, and held a large scythe in his hand that had two huge crescent-shaped blades connected back to back with a chain connecting it to his waist. He clicked his tongue in displeasure.

"Hey!"

Nnoitra took a step forward and issued a murderous warning to the white figure in the sky.

"I'll give you a chance, get out of there right now..."

Nnoitra didn't have the chance to say the word "come down".

Because, when he stood up and issued a murderous warning, the Pure White Dragon in the sky immediately dragged a long trail of light and flew behind Nnoitra at an astonishing speed and grabbed one of his hands.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being torn was heard, and blood was splashed towards the sky.

The pure white dragon tore off Nnoitra's arm with force, causing a large amount of blood to spurt out from his broken arm.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!” Nnoitra immediately screamed, covering his broken arm, and retreated backwards with blood spilling.

"!!!!!!"

The pupils of everyone present suddenly shrank, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly distanced themselves from the pure white figure that suddenly appeared beside them.

“My hand…!”

Nnoitra was screaming in pain, a little hysterically.

"You...you actually dared to tear off my hand!"

Nnoitra is showing signs of going crazy.

The expressions of the others kept changing, and as they looked at the pure white figure, some were filled with surprise, while others were filled with shock.

"So fast……"

"That's not a hollow's Hibiki, nor is it a Shinigami's flash step, it's just pure speed!"

"I, I can't see at all..."

Some of the Ten Espadas looked solemn, while others were sweating coldly.

All of the Arrancar present were the top-level beings in Hueco Mundo. Before each of them was a Great Hollow, and except for one person, before the others were either Achukas or Vastod. The strength of the Arrancars was at the captain level or above, and they were by no means small characters.

They are the strongest army capable of waging war against the entire Soul Society. Even the entire Gotei 13 might not be able to defeat them, and there is a great possibility that they will be defeated.

As a result, none of them were able to react to this innocent figure just now. When the other party pulled off Nnoitra's arm, they were surprised to find that the other party had come to their side. How could they not look solemn or fearful?

Not to mention them, even Aizen, Sosuke and the other two reacted differently to this.

“…This is a bit bad.”

The smile on Ichimaru Gin's face disappeared.

"how come……"

Tosen subconsciously gripped the hilt of his Zanpakutō, looking fully alert.

"........."

The confident expression on Aizen Sosuke's face, as if nothing was beyond his control, disappeared, and was replaced by deep eyes, staring straight at the innocent figure, as if he wanted to see through something.

Under such circumstances, the figure finally spoke.

"This is the result of speaking rudely. You have to pay a price to make you understand what attitude is appropriate when facing a strong stranger."

Some distorted sounds came out from the dragon-shaped helmet.

Although it was distorted, the Arrancars could hear the half-smile inside.

"You're a praying mantis anyway, you have plenty of arms, one more or one less doesn't matter, right?"

Hearing this, Nnoitra lost his mind on the spot.

"Go to hell!"

Driven by rage, Nnoitra raised his scythe and rushed towards the innocent figure.

"stop!"

"careful!"

Stark and Harribel were both startled and quickly spoke out to stop Nnoitra.

Unfortunately, the innocent figure moved faster than them.

“Divide!”

As a heavy voice came out from the blue gem, the innocent figure stretched out a hand in the direction of Nnoitra, causing the dragon's power to transform into waves.

At this moment, Nnoitra's charging speed dropped sharply, and even his spiritual pressure and momentum were reduced by half.

“Divide!” “Divide!” “Divide!”…

After the same voice sounded several times, Nnoitra's spiritual pressure, momentum and speed decreased sharply with the number of times the voice sounded, and finally stopped when it was weakened to the point where he was not even as good as an ordinary Hollow.

"W-what?"

Nnoitra's eyes widened.

The same was true for the others, including Aizen Sosuke, whose faces changed.

Wuque's figure then slowly flew up.

"My name is Albion."

Such voices echoed throughout the venue.

"The power of my sacred weapon, the White Dragon King's Wings of Light, is to halve the power of the being it touches and turn it into my food."

These words made the Arrancars change color for the nth time.

"Half the power?"

"Hey, is it true?"

"What is the artifact?"

The Arrancars all cried out in shock, their expressions panicking.