Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

However, just as he was about to reach Aizen.

Suddenly, he was surprised to find that Aizen's figure had disappeared from his sight!

The next second, a sharp pain struck, and Hirako Shinji's face instantly turned pale.

Pfft!!!

With a muffled thud, a brilliant flower of blood burst open on Hirako Shinji's chest, much to his disbelief.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the cold floor and forming scarlet flowers.

Hirako Shinji's eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment and confusion, and he swayed and fell backward.

His eyes were filled with despair and confusion, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

He was stronger than the original body, yet he still couldn't withstand a single strike?

"Hirako!"

"Komamura Sajin cried out in alarm, his voice filled with worry and fear."

His gaze was fixed on Hirako Shinji, and a strong sense of unease welled up inside him.

Toshiro Hitsugaya was also stunned by this sudden turn of events. His mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't utter a word.

They never expected that Aizen could defeat Hirako Shinji in an instant, and with such ruthlessness.

Aizen stood quietly in place, a faint smile on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a lighthearted game.

His eyes were cold and deep, making it impossible for anyone to fathom his true thoughts.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze, so tense it was suffocating, and the shadow of death loomed over everyone.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Aizen, their hearts filled with unease and fear, as no one knew what astonishing move he would make next.

Time ticked by, and Hirako Shinji finally struggled to his feet, but the look of terror on his face had not yet faded.

One question kept echoing in his mind:

What happened... how did I manage to cut myself?

Is it because it's a mirage?

Everyone in the Gotei 13 knew that Aizen Sousuke's Kyoka Suigetsu could use the reflection of mist and water to confuse the enemy.

However, what puzzled Hirako Shinji the most was that he clearly did not see Aizen release his Zanpakuto!

Moreover, this guy is standing within his own initial solution range.

Why does my initial interpretation have absolutely no effect on him?

As if seeing through Hirako Shinji's inner doubts, Aizen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"What a boring expression. You don't naively think that I need to unleash my Zanpakuto to deal with a Shinigami of your caliber, do you?"

His voice was deep and cold, carrying a calmness that the three people in front of him could not understand.

Then, he slowly said:

"Reversing one's senses is indeed a remarkable ability, but once one can adapt, it is not actually difficult to deal with."

"The reason you have such inexplicable confidence in your ability to reverse things is simply because you lack the ability to deal with it yourself, so you assume that everyone else is as incompetent as you."

Upon hearing this, Hirako Shinji's face showed disbelief, and his anger was uncontrollable.

His face instantly turned ferocious and twisted, his eyes flashing with rage, as if he wanted to tear Aizen to pieces.

"Aizen, you damned bastard!!"

Hirako Shinji roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with boundless rage.

He gripped the Reverse Handle tightly, and his spiritual power erupted like a surging wave.

However, Aizen seemed to completely ignore the existence of Hirako Shinji.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling to the other side.

Hitsugaya Toshiro and Komamura Sajin stood side by side, each raising their Zanpakuto and going all out.

"Swastika: Dairedren Hyōrinmaru!"

Hitsugaya Toshiro shouted, and the spiritual energy behind him spread rapidly like a frozen glacier.

At the same time, Komamura Sajin also shouted:

Bankai: Black Rope Heavenly Punishment Myōō!

The spiritual energy behind him transformed into a gigantic, black-armored warrior, exuding immense majesty.

Two powerful beams of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, like two giant dragons circling in mid-air.

Chapter 446 Memories of No One

A pair of crystal-clear ice wings extend from the back of Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Behind Komamura Sajin, a black-armored warrior tens of meters tall appeared.

As the two activated their Bankai, the entire vice-captain's office began to shake violently.

The originally elegantly decorated room was instantly destroyed beyond recognition by this powerful force.

Having experienced Aizen's power, the two went all out, displaying their strongest abilities.

"Vice Captain, we're about to engage!"

"Komamura Sajin shouted loudly."

Despite facing such a formidable enemy, his voice was still full of determination and courage, just like that of the true captain of the Seventh Division.

Aizen watched them quietly, his eyes revealing a coldness and disdain, as if everything before him was nothing but a farce.

He completely disregarded Hirako Shinji behind him.

Because he knew that although Hirako Shinji seemed furious and was unleashing his spiritual pressure wildly without reservation, he would not easily use his Bankai.

Before Hitsugaya Toshiro and Komamura Sajin died in battle, Hirako Shinji would never risk using that ability, otherwise he would very likely have been killed by his own comrades first.

Aizen knew this perfectly well.

Shinji Hirako's Bankai ability is extremely unique. Once unleashed, it will completely reverse the perception of "enemy" and "ally" of everyone within range, regardless of whether they are friend or foe.

Moreover, he himself cannot even control who he applies this ability to.

Therefore, Hirako Shinji's Bankai can only be most effective in one-to-many situations.

Using it under the current circumstances would be a complete side effect.

Without thinking for long, Aizen casually swung Kyoka Suigetsu in his hand, instantly severing Hirako Shinji's head.

Witnessing this, Hitsugaya Toshiro and Komamura Sajin were filled with fear and roared as they lunged at Aizen.

They each unleashed their most powerful attacks.

The ice dragon and the giant, carrying boundless power, rushed towards Aizen at high speed.

However, faced with such a fierce attack, Aizen only slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

He shook his head slightly, seemingly unconcerned about their seemingly intimidating attack and completely unaware of the threat.

Looking at the two of them, he uttered a soft utterance:

"Hado #88: Flying Dragon Strikes the Thief with Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon!"

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

Two powerful Destruction techniques, each exceeding eighty, were unleashed effortlessly by Aizen, as easily as eating or drinking.

The lightning beam instantly distorted space, shattering both the ice dragon and the giant simultaneously.

A massive black spirit coffin rose from the ground, following closely behind the lightning.

As visibility gradually dimmed, Toshiro Hitsugaya and Sajin Komamura sensed something was wrong, but it was too late to escape.

A few seconds later, the black coffin slowly dissipated, revealing two tattered bodies inside.

With a loud thud, the two of them crashed heavily to the ground.

Aizen had a slight smile on his lips, as kind as ever, yet also a little cold.

He narrowed his eyes, took out a token with a skull pattern from his waist, and said softly to the glowing screen:

"Zhenyue..."

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In the present world, Karakura Town.

The city at night feels even more bustling than during the day.

The colorful neon lights flashed dazzlingly, and pedestrians came and went on the street.

"Ah... a spatial bubble was discovered in the rift? It's one problem after another."

"Hmm...I understand...Is it that important? Okay, I'll be right back."

While enjoying a pleasant date with Kurosaki Masaki and the other girls, Aozaki Mayuki suddenly received a communication from the vice-captain.

After understanding the situation, he quickly hung up the call. Instead of immediately opening the portal, he and the girls curiously observed their surroundings.

To their surprise, they discovered many red-headed, white-bodied spirits they had never seen before on the streets, and these strange beings fascinated them.

Just as everyone was puzzled, a loud shout came from afar:

"Lure the night down, Mirokumaru!"

Upon hearing the sound, everyone instinctively turned their gaze toward the direction from which it came.

In the air not far away, a Shinigami girl held a Zanpakuto, and a pretty girl was wrapped around her waist.

The girl had short green hair and appeared to be naked, with only a tattered strip of cloth barely covering her body. She seemed to be unconscious.

Even the fiercest battle couldn't make her open her eyes, just like a sleeping beauty that can't be woken up.

As the spiritual pressure gradually dissipated, the Zanpakuto in the girl Shinigami's hand transformed into a four-ringed Zen staff, with a sharp arrowhead-shaped blade at its end.

Except for the blade, the entire staff gleamed with a golden light.