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

"Captain Aizen, this top-level Achucas is a little unusual." Ichimaru Gin smiled and was slightly surprised.

"Maybe he's not Achukas anymore, he may even have been promoted to Vastod." Aizen's tone was still gentle, and he reached out to touch the frame of his glasses. "But he didn't use his full strength, did he? Let's continue to observe." Aizen was a little interested in Nnoitra at this time. Maybe the battle in front of him could provide effective data for his own hollowing experiment. Hearing that Vastod's strength was far beyond that of an ordinary captain, a hint of expectation flashed in his eyes.

I felt the pain in my body getting better. Tosen felt an irrepressible sense of humiliation deep in his heart. Damn it, I was embarrassed in front of Master Aizen. The hand holding his Zanpakutō was shaking with anger. He stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

“How dare you, a mere Hollow, speak so arrogantly? Let me use my absolute strength to suppress you completely.” He stretched out his hand to touch the ring on the edge of the hilt of his Zanpakuto and chanted.

"Bankai, Qing Mushi Final Style: Yanma Cricket." The resonant voice spread all around. At the same time, a strong spiritual pressure erupted from Tosen Kaname's body, sweeping around in waves. The ring on the handle of the Zanpakutō, which was supposed to be the size of a baby's fist, quickly expanded, and soon the diameter reached half the length of the Zanpakutō.

At the same time, steel rings composed of spiritual pressure flew out like substance, and scattered around Nnoitra as he swung his sword. The center of each ring exploded with extremely strong devouring power, devouring all the spiritual particles, air, and even light around Nnoitra, completely trapping him in the black barrier.

From afar, a huge spherical black barrier suddenly appeared on the gray-white desert of Hueco Mundo.

Inside the barrier, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Standing in the center of the barrier, Nnoitra felt very uncomfortable. His vision, hearing, smell, and even his detection nerves all stopped working. He couldn't even feel the existence of the spirit particles or the passage of time.

If Tosen slowly walked to Nnoitra's side, he would notice carefully that the air flow had disappeared.

Facing Nnoitra who didn't move at all, it seemed as if this was expected.

"This is my Bankai, the final style of Qingchong: Yanma Cricket. The entire space is my Bankai. Your vision, hearing, smell and feeling will disappear, and I am the master of this space. Now you are like a fish on the chopping board, at my mercy." It seemed as if he was talking to his opponent, but also as if he was talking to himself.

The Zanpakutō filled with spiritual pressure slashed towards the defenseless Nnoitra fiercely. Suddenly, deep scars appeared on Nnoitra's back, and blood flowed out of the wound. Feeling the piercing pain from his body, he swung the double crescent sickles in his hands backwards, but missed.

"It's useless. I am the master of this space. You can't feel my presence, but I can kill you easily." Tosen walked behind Nnoitra again and felt the white liquid slowly flowing out of the deep wound. "As expected, under the spiritual pressure slash that is several times enhanced by Bankai, the effect of super-speed regeneration will be greatly reduced."

The slash filled with spiritual pressure was swung out again, and at the same time, a deep scar that penetrated the bone appeared on Nnoitra's body again, forming an "X" shape behind him.

Feeling the pain, Nnoitra's swing missed again.

"What a despicable ability." Nnoitra advocates absolute head-on confrontation and strives to experience the purest and most satisfying battle, directly and violently destroying the opponent's will. He really despises this kind of tricky means.

His vision, hearing, and feeling have all disappeared. The pain in his back is also stimulating his nerves. Wait, the pain. A light bulb went off in his mind.

"It's useless, arrogant Hollow. It is your supreme honor to join Master Aizen's school. I should have killed you, but I will spare your life so that you have enough time to regret it." After saying this, his breath became more and more fierce, and his whole body's spiritual pressure burst out, stabbing towards Nnoitra's heart like lightning.

A clear feeling came from the end of the Zanpakutō, "It's over." Tosen yelled.

Suddenly, a powerful claw grabbed Tosen Kaname's arm.

"What?" Dongxian's mind was blank at this moment.

Looking at the cruel face so close to me, I was speechless.

"What? I thought it was a big deal. I just need to catch you." He felt his senses returning, the air, the spirit particles. His eyes were cold, and the strength in his hands gradually increased. The bones broke with a "crack" under the huge force. The pain made Dongxian sweat coldly.

Just when Tosen was about to stab him, Nnoitra moved slightly and avoided the fatal blow to his heart. Although he was stabbed through, as long as he caught the Grim Reaper in front of him, all his lost consciousness would be restored as expected.

"I saw you, hehe." After saying that, in front of Tosen's horrified expression, a large amount of spiritual pressure gathered at the tip of his tongue, and the yellow flash swirled and gathered at the tip of his tongue, getting bigger and bigger, emitting a cold, desolate, and desperate aura.

"Boom." Xu Shan broke through the darkness like a rocket, penetrated the barrier, and then flew into the air.

The dark barrier also slowly dissipated like a torn black curtain.

It seems that the barrier is not very strong.

Looking at the flash of light rising into the sky, Aizen and Gin Ichimaru in the distance felt a chill in their hearts and had a bad feeling.

In the center of the battlefield, Dongxian was kneeling on the ground powerlessly, his blood dripping onto the ground and staining a lot of the white sand red. He was covering his right shoulder with his left hand and breathing heavily.

"Tsk." He threw the broken arm aside with disdain. He slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō that was inserted into his body. He looked at the Touxian Yao who had no fighting power left.

"It's over with the Grim Reaper." Nnoitra roared, started spinning, and instantly rushed in front of Tosen Yamato. The double crescent sickles in his hands slashed towards Tosen Yamato like a landslide.

"The Sixty-One-Six-Staff Light Prison of Binding Path."

Along with the sound, Nnoitra's body was instantly fixed by the yellow light composed of the six spiritual pressures. At this time, the double crescent sickle was only a few centimeters away from Tosen Kaname, unable to move at all. Tosen Kaname's tense nerves also relaxed, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

Out of the fog ahead walked a harmless-looking Grim Reaper with short brown hair, black-framed glasses, brown eyes and a gentle smile. It was none other than Aizen.

After a fierce battle with Grimmjow and a battle with Tosen, his spiritual pressure was almost gone and he was unable to break free from the six-rod light prison. However, Nnoitra did not panic. He teased:

"Death, are you planning on a round-robin battle? But you are no exception." After saying that, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Your strength is beyond my expectation. It seems that this trip to Hueco Mundo will yield good results. You should be promoted to Vastod." After saying that, he removed the six-rod light prison from Nnoitra. His eyes were full of joy, as if he had found an excellent experimental subject.

He extended his hand towards Nnoitra, "Use your full strength, Vastod of Hueco Mundo," Aizen said.