"Justice?"
Nelliel looked bewildered, asking innocently, "Soul Reapers have justice too?"
In her relatively shallow understanding, Soul Reapers and Hollows were naturally opposing existences.
Once the two sides encountered each other, it would inevitably end with one side falling or both suffering heavy losses.
"Oh, what a narrow-minded way of thinking."
Naraku Sora grinned, "If I didn't have justice in my heart, would you be standing here peacefully talking to me?"
"This heavily injured Adjuchas would probably have long since returned to the embrace of Hueco Mundo's earth, right?"
Hearing this, a somewhat conflicted expression appeared on Nelliel's face.
Although she didn't want to involve others, relying solely on her own strength as a Menos Grande would make it difficult to contend with Las Noches, let alone rescue the captured Dondochakka.
But judging from his recent performance, this Soul Reaper named Lord Naraku was absurdly strong. He was not the slightest bit inferior to her, a Vasto Lorde, and might even be stronger.
More importantly, he possessed a sincere heart of justice.
He treated both Hollows and Soul Reapers equally.
This was surprisingly similar to Nelliel's own rules of survival.
"Lord Naraku, although this request is abrupt, please help me."
Nelliel suddenly figured things out and looked at Naraku Sora with a serious expression.
"I have another follower named Dondochakka Birstanne. He was unfortunately taken away by the search party from Las Noches and could lose his life at any moment."
"Please come with me to rescue him."
Hearing this, Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow, recalling Dondochakka's appearance.
It should be that Adjuchas with an enormous head and exceptionally comical behavior, yet who was incredibly loyal to Nelliel and swore to protect her to the death.
He was considered one of the few anomalies in Hueco Mundo.
Only such a weirdo would mix with the inherently kind-hearted Nelliel.
After all, idiots always attract each other.
While he was thinking, Nelliel grew a bit anxious.
"Lord Naraku, you are the only one I can trust."
Hearing this, Naraku Sora grinned. "Since you've asked so sincerely, this Prison Warden will mercifully agree."
"However, I also have one condition."
"After this is done, you must help me culti—ah, no, spread justice!"
Nelliel blinked and nodded without hesitation.
Compared to the domineering Las Noches, she undoubtedly preferred the guy in front of her.
Even though he was a Soul Reaper.
While the man and the Hollow were negotiating, Aizen had already approached the corpses of the giant worms to observe them closely.
Even though they had been blasted into mush by a certain someone, they still emitted extremely strong Reiatsu fluctuations.
Structurally speaking, they were not natural Adjuchas, but rather some kind of scientific creation.
These Menos Grande, created by combining biology and special abilities, lacked reason but were highly aggressive, and their destructive power could not be underestimated.
If their opponent had been any other Adjuchas, they would likely have been eaten alive.
Only a monster of Naraku Sora's caliber could ignore them.
Under the moonlight, a reflection flashed across his plain glasses, concealing the shift in his eyes. The corners of Aizen's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"Szayelaporro Grantz..."
After placing the recovering Pesche in a cave, Aizen very kindly set up several Kidō barriers to reassure their newly acquired major combat asset.
They could not be opened from either the inside or the outside.
Then, the two men and one Hollow set off toward Las Noches.
To save energy, Nelliel very thoughtfully invited Naraku Sora to ride on her back.
She had originally intended to carry Aizen as well, but for some reason, he refused with a serious expression.
He didn't even give her a chance to invite him a second time before hurriedly using Flash Step to leave.
On their hurried journey, Aizen's voice reached Naraku Sora's ears through Reiatsu fluctuations.
"Be careful when we arrive at Las Noches later. There might be some unexpected situations."
Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow. Using his Reishi gathering ability, he wove words that appeared like a barrage of text in front of Aizen.
"Did you find something?"
Looking at the text formed from Reishi before him, a hint of surprise flashed in Aizen's eyes. Compared to the last time in the World of the Living when he dispelled Zommari's control ability, this guy's manipulation of Reishi seemed to have grown stronger.
The line of text before him was not some kind of Kidō, nor was it an unknown secret art.
Instead, it was the result of a unique ability that forcibly gathered the Reishi present in the atmosphere to form text messages for communication.
"Szayelaporro and Baraggan have formed an alliance."
"On this trip to Las Noches, we will very likely be facing two Vasto Lordes who have achieved Arrancarification."
With one arm wrapped around her slender waist, Naraku Sora, rising and falling with her galloping body, thought for a few seconds before grinning.
"No matter. I'll take the vanguard when the time comes, and you just cover me."
"There is nothing in this Hueco Mundo that can stop us brothers."
During their last encounter with Szayelaporro, if Baraggan hadn't shown up in time, Naraku Sora would have just pulled out his Hollowfication and blown him away.
And after so much time had passed, he had broken through from third-class Spiritual Pressure to second-class. Coupled with the development of his Shikai, as well as his trump cards—perfected Shunkō and Lightning Release Mode.
What were a mere two Vasto Lordes?
Even if that white-bearded old man came, he would dare to clash with him head-on.
Not to mention he had General Aizen assisting him, as well as his newly acquired mount, Nelliel.
In terms of high-end combat power alone, they were not the slightest bit inferior to Las Noches.
Seeing his brimming confidence, Aizen shook his head helplessly, and his voice sounded again.
"By the way, why has your Reishi micromanagement ability suddenly become so much stronger?"
Hearing this, Naraku Sora paused slightly, and then his expression turned somewhat indignant.
As everyone knew, he had two brilliant masterminds under his command who excelled at invention and creation, researching various black technologies to benefit the Soul Society.
But before them, Shino Prison had another scientist.
The previous Prison Warden, Shutara Senjumaru.
As a researcher, she knew many of Naraku Sora's secrets, such as his perfect Hollowfication.
Therefore, he was often dragged over to cooperate with her experimental research.
However, by chance, Senjumaru discovered that Naraku Sora actually possessed Reishi manipulation abilities far exceeding those of ordinary Soul Reapers.
And so, an inhumane life of slavery began.
From the most basic Reishi aggregation and material decomposition, to the later alteration of Reishi forms, stripping individual Reishi particles, and analyzing fabric structures...
At first, he enjoyed it, but as the exploitation gradually intensified, Naraku Sora began to resist. He righteously refused her, stating that he was not a slave, but the Prison Warden of Shino Prison.
After several sincere attempts at persuasion failed, Shutara Senjumaru, the Great Weaver Guard who was about to be promoted to the Zero Division, revealed an extremely terrifying side.
Crushing Reiatsu poured down like an inverted sea, instantly slamming a certain stubbornly resisting guy to the ground. She then released several colorful strips of cloth and forcibly dragged him back into the dark room.
Then began a life of exploitation so tragic it would make anyone weep.
After a bout of inhumane exploitation, Naraku Sora suddenly discovered that his proficiency in Reishi gathering had improved significantly. He could already initially release attacks on the level of a small Heilig Pfeil.
Although it wasn't very useful.
Seeing Naraku Sora's heavy expression, Aizen immediately understood something and stopped picking at the guy's scars.
There were only a few people who could leave him helpless, making it hard for him to even resist.
Combined with the uses of Reishi micromanagement.
Even thinking with his toes, he knew this guy had definitely been ruthlessly exploited by Shutara Senjumaru.
Speaking of which, he also had a few research projects related to this Reishi micromanagement ability.
If he relied solely on himself to operate the equipment, it would take too much time.
As if sensing a hidden malice, Naraku Sora, who was happily petting the antelope, suddenly shivered. He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked around vigilantly.
Las Noches.
Atop a massive high platform, Baraggan sat upright on a dark throne. His burly body was like an unyielding mountain, his indifferent gaze watching the Adjuchas kneeling below.
Unlike Baraggan, who had already grown flesh and blood and completed his Arrancarification, the vast majority of the Adjuchas still retained their beastly forms.
A tyrannical and chaotic Reiatsu permeated the enormous arena.
"Your Majesty, the giant worms sent towards the west have been completely wiped out. They seem to have been hit by some kind of extremely terrifying Cero attack."
"They were completely obliterated before they could even capture the opponent's Reiatsu signature."
Hearing this, a hint of interest flashed in Baraggan's eyes. He lowered his gaze, looking at his kneeling subordinates.
"Hueco Mundo is even more massive than I anticipated."
"Las Noches has been silent for too long, causing some newly born Menos Grande to lose their fear of me. They are ignorant and foolish, completely unaware of the consequences of opposing Las Noches."
"Go, call Szayelaporro here."
"Tell him that Las Noches is preparing to set out..."
Before he could finish speaking, an unfamiliar laugh suddenly echoed throughout the arena.
"Hehehe, hello everyone in Las Noches!"
Boom!
Before the laughter could fade, a massive dark shadow streaked across the sky and was pinned directly onto a stone pillar near the throne.
It was a bear-like Adjuchas. Its enormous body was pierced by a double-ended lance, and blood poured out like a fountain, dripping down the stone pillar and instantly dyeing the white sand below.
A heavy stench of blood permeated Las Noches.
The strange combination of two men and one Hollow appeared in everyone's line of sight. The one who had just attacked was none other than Nelliel.
Although she loathed meaningless conflict, Naraku Sora had already done the ideological work on her during their journey.
If she avoided fighting during this trip to Las Noches, it would be very difficult to rescue Dondochakka. Therefore, she had to take the initiative and grasp the advantage in her own hands.
Regarding this, Nelliel only thought for a few seconds before agreeing.
Suddenly seeing foreign enemies invade, the Hollows were stunned for a moment, but soon, an Adjuchas with a relatively sharper mind erupted with Reiatsu.
A shadow like a small mountain fell, and a deafening roar reached their ears.
A crimson Cero swept straight past, filling the atmosphere with a scorching scent as its light dispelled the darkness.
Just as it was about to hit the figure at the very front, a clean hand suddenly raised. Under countless astonished gazes—
It firmly grasped the Cero between its five fingers.
In the next second, Naraku Sora backhanded the almost solidified Cero right back.
Accompanied by a resounding boom, thick smoke exploded above the neck of the Menos Grande that had fired the Cero, and its head was instantly blown to pieces.
Bang—
It wasn't until the massive body staggered and fell to the ground that the Adjuchas finally snapped back to reality, looking at the figure at the very front in terror.
As if he had merely done something insignificant, Naraku Sora dusted off his hands and grinned at the figure on the throne:
"Nice to meet you. You must be the King of Hueco Mundo, right?"
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