Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

A large amount of white chitin overflowed from between his fingers, instantly covering his entire face.

Yamamoto grinned, revealing a ferocious smile like that of a demon, and raised the Zanka no Tachi, which had regained its Bankai form, pointing it straight ahead:

"Now it is—"

"Round Two!"

……

……

Gerald Valkyrie looked at the figure opposite him with some fear, completely unable to understand why there was such a powerful being among the Grim Reapers.

Shouldn't war be about utter crushing defeat?

But why can't I even see the other person's movement trajectory?!

Damn it!

Seeing the ambiguous smile on his face, Gerald immediately steeled himself, turned around and pointed his spirit light sword at his own neck, then slashed it fiercely.

The next moment, a huge pillar of light shot into the sky.

The earth trembled, countless dust particles flew, and heavy oppression swept through the ruins, wantonly changing the terrain.

From within the pillar of light, a giant comparable to Komamura's Bankai slowly emerged, its overwhelming pressure sweeping across the battlefield, and a massive shadow enveloping everything.

Gerrard looked down at the ant-like figures, his eyes completely white, like those of a patient with late-stage cataracts, and a maniacal smile reappeared on his chiseled face:

“M symbolizes miracle.”

"My power is obtained by exchanging my wounds for the measure of God!"

"You despicable Grim Reaper, prepare to die."

The exaggerated size difference was enough to make most people despair, but Naraku Sora, standing at the giant's feet, showed no panic and instead began to move his arms.

The friction of muscles and bones produced a metallic clanging sound.

"The more badly he gets beaten, the stronger he becomes. He truly lives up to his M reputation."

Naraku shook his head: "Unfortunately, I am stronger than you."

The Divine Pardon Guard, which had not been strengthened by Yhwach's holiness, was nothing more than a roadside detachment.

He's not even as good as Lloyd Lloyd, who copied Yhwach's power.

Unless he can unleash the full power of his heart.

But judging from his current performance, this guy doesn't have that kind of courage at all.

Gerald, who considered himself the strongest knight, was thoroughly enraged by the contemptuous attitude.

The giant figure spread its arms in front of it, conjuring a holy arrow spear hundreds of meters long, which it then hurled at Naraku.

A piercing sound rang out.

boom--

The earth collapsed, and dust rose everywhere in sight.

Gerald exhaled, and a gust of wind howled, sweeping away the smoke and dust, hoping to see someone reduced to a pulp.

Disappointingly, however, there was only a huge crater on the ground with a diameter of one kilometer.

"Thinking about me?"

The voice came from behind, and Gerald turned around abruptly. He saw a tall figure with his arms crossed, hovering in the air, looking at him at eye level.

Naraku Sora grinned, revealing a sinister smile:

"Actually, I'm very curious about how many times you can be resurrected with the power of M."

Gerald's pupils contracted as he forcefully condensed a spiritual weapon, preparing to strike first.

However, just as he raised his hand, he saw a dark sword pressure sweep across the sky and rush straight toward him.

In an instant, like a hot knife through butter, the sword pierced through Gerald's body, splitting him in two.

Its enormous body collapsed with a roar, shattering into countless rays of light that continuously coalesced in the sky, transforming into an even more terrifying figure.

Giant of Light!

God's Measure - Final Form!

A surge of power coursed through Gerald's body like a mighty river, but Gerald felt no joy whatsoever; instead, he was filled with despair.

The vast difference in skill meant that even in his final form, he saw no chance of victory.

Your Majesty, can we really win?

When the gaze fell upon him, Gerald was astonished to find that the ant-like body suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, like a rising sun.

The next second, a dazzling black and red lightning completely filled his field of vision.

Naraku Sora launched a straight punch at the giant of light that stood between heaven and earth.

"A serious punch!"

boom!!!

Gerald tried to resist, but the moment his arms touched the black and red lightning, they shattered into countless points of light.

Pure power transforms into ocean tides, surging straight forward.

Like a raging torrent, it engulfed Gerrard.

The giant of light vanished instantly, and Gerard Valkyrie lost his last vestiges of consciousness...

Chapter 415 Where Does the Empire's Hope Lie?

Amidst the blazing, concentrated spiritual flames, a figure exuding a lazy aura, seemingly a salted fish come to life, slowly emerges, showing no intention of intervening in the war.

"How magnificent!"

"I didn't expect the Gotei 13 to be so strong; they're not at all as weak as the intelligence reports suggested."

"A completely unexpected turn of events."

"Oh, Your Majesty, can our Invisible Empire truly win?"

The speaker held binoculars and a cup of coffee that appeared out of nowhere, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise.

"I don't know if you can win, but I'm sure you're going to die here soon."

Hearing a sound behind him, the Quincy holding binoculars turned around abruptly.

A bald Shinigami, clad in a white haori, emerged from the shadows of the street, his arrogant tone instantly sealing off the surrounding streets with his formidable spiritual pressure.

It was clearly a warning to others not to enter this area.

"I was so careful, and I still managed to run into the captain."

The Quincy scratched his head. "If I admit defeat, could you let me leave... Never mind, I can tell from your expression that it's impossible."

"Let me introduce myself, Jaskin Nakruvar."

"A member of the Sternritter, and also a member of the Divine Pardon Guard."

Upon hearing this, Hirako Shinji immediately frowned.

Compared to the closed-off, invisible empire, the Seireitei was not lacking in intelligence about the Sternritter, so they were aware of the existence of the Divine Pardon Guard.

Yhwach's personal guard is stronger than other members of the Sternritter.

I was just planning to pick a random opponent to beat, but I never expected to win the grand prize right away.

I used to think that this guy didn't fight because he shared the same idea as me, but it turns out that he is actually a Kyoraku Shunsui type.

I misjudged it.

But now that things have come to this, escape is out of the question.

If the current leader of the Gotei 13 were to find out that he deserted in the face of battle, he would probably experience something worse than death.

As if he had just realized something, Shinji Hirako shuddered and suddenly drew his Zanpakuto.

"Fall down, Nifu."

Yaskin raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

The fact that they immediately launched their Shikai suggests that they may have some knowledge of the Quincy.

Is it Cheluge Opi?

It seems this guy suffered a lot after falling into the hands of death.

As he sighed, he raised his right hand, and a large amount of spiritual particles gathered between his fingers, forming a deep purple sphere.

"Although I don't really like fighting, I have no choice but to step up and do my best when my side is completely at a disadvantage."

"Because I'm the only one who got promoted from the bottom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yaskin casually tossed the ball out.

Strangely, his proud ability not only failed to hit the enemy, but instead flew towards his rear, crashing directly into a building and instantly turning it a deep purple color.

"Oh dear, how scary!"

Hirako Shinji stood there, a wide grin spreading across his face, a particularly eerie smile.

"But if you can't hit your opponent, no matter how powerful your moves are, they will seem very weak."

Ashkin suddenly opened his eyes wide. In his vision, the Grim Reaper opposite him was upside down, and even his voice began to become disordered.

The scene before my eyes became extremely bizarre.

It makes one feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Hirako Shinji glanced at Askin, who was standing there in a daze, and felt a sense of emotion.

Thanks to his deputy captain, he has spent two hundred times more time cultivating in recent years than before, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

He's so much better than when he first became captain.

Even the initial understanding has been developed; now not only can vision be reversed, but other senses can also be reversed.