บท 304: Chapter 304: How To Kill H'el
The Kurohitsugi began to disperse like shredded paper from the top, revealing Aizen standing tall in the sky.
Aizen's lips curled into a faint smile, the last drop of blood dripping from the Zanpakuto in his right hand.
"What a pity. Your talent deserved a different end."
He stood amidst the disintegrating Kurohitsugi, the breeze ruffling his brown hair, his shihakusho fluttering. His face, although smiling faintly, bore a tinge of regret.
Aizen felt regret.
Witnessing the emergence of H'el's Shikai had astonished him.
No one was more arrogant and proud than Aizen.
Had H'el been allowed to grow, it would have spelled an apocalyptic disaster for the Soul Society. Aizen couldn't even be sure he could handle H'el in the future.
But—H'el was too arrogant, too proud.
He encountered Aizen, who had reached the limits of a Shinigami, at his weakest stage.
What a pity.
It truly was a pity.
"Such a pity…"
Aizen genuinely felt regret and pity. Even if there had been the slightest chance that H'el could have become his subordinate, Aizen wouldn't have killed him.
But there was no chance. H'el didn't even care about life and death.
Aizen stood in the sky, the fragments of the Kurohitsugi scattering, the wind tousling his brown hair. His regretful figure seemed lonely, like a solitary person in a vast expanse.
He felt no joy in killing his enemy, only a sense of regret and pity for having to end H'el.
At the very least, with such talent, H'el and Aizen could have been friends, companions, rivals, bringing more excitement and joy to Aizen's world.
Now, only regret remained.
Aizen already felt that in the future, he would regret killing H'el at this moment, regret not saving such a rare delicacy for the future.
Perhaps, there was only one like H'el.
Aizen felt a slight pang of sorrow in his breath, looking up to see the slowly opening gates of Hell.
The Kurohitsugi dispersed like shredded paper.
H'el's bisected child-like body, spraying blood, fell to the ground in tandem with the Kurohitsugi's disappearance, landing with a soft thud.
The wind blew with a rustling sound.
The gates of Hell were slowly opening.
Aizen stood in the sky, his eyes hidden behind his glasses sinking into deep thought. He began to murmur to himself:
"Above and below, all directions are the universe,
From ancient times to the present…"
Aizen's eyes lit up, reflecting a newfound joy, a reclaiming of what he had just regretted losing.
His eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses shone brightly, and the smile on his lips grew even more exuberant.
Turning, he looked down at H'el's bisected corpse, extending his finger, pointing at the two halves of H'el's body, and quickly recited:
"Hado #12: Fushibi!"
Fushibi transformed into a line of spiritual pressure, capturing and binding the two halves of H'el's body.
"Hado #11: Tsuzuri Raiden!"
Tsuzuri Raiden paralyzed the nerves of the two halves of H'el's body.
"Hado #31: Shakkahō!"
Shakkahō exploded with a molten, high temperature, seemingly obliterating H'el's body into nothingness.
"The end of a thousand hands, unable to touch the darkness, the omniscient and omnipotent net, seize it and become a shield of strength! Light bullets, eight bodies, nine treasures, the book of heaven, disease treasure, great wheel, grey cannon tower, aim far away, expel into the distance! Hado #91: Senjū Kōten Taihō!"
Countless light cones appeared, controlled by Aizen, distributed evenly and fired towards the ground in all directions, unleashing an enormous explosive force that covered the surrounding forest.
The forest instantly turned into a sea of fire, all trees shattered and consumed by the spiritual flames.
After completing all this, Aizen, his glasses reflecting the forest fire below, shook his head and said, "What a pity."
This time, his pity was not for killing H'el before.
This time, it was pity that he hadn't killed H'el.
"From ancient times to the present, they say it's space-time—is it time?" Aizen said with a light laugh, seemingly talking to himself. "Can you revert back to the moment before I cut you down?"
"Combining it with your Shikai to achieve such a feat, truly terrifying," Aizen remarked.
"It's not." H'el's voice came from within the sea of fire on the ground.
His body, severed into two by Aizen, bound by Fushibi, paralyzed by Tsuzuri Raiden, scorched by Shakkahō, and shattered by Senjū Kōten Taihō, began to reassemble itself from the sea of fire on the ground.
The spirit particles rearranged and reconstructed his body exactly as it was before.
"Time is merely the movement of spirit particles. My Sekai records the structure of these spirit particles forming this body." H'el, restored to his original state, sat back as a black steel seat appeared beneath him, lifting him to face Aizen. He marveled, "Your Kyoka Suigetsu is what amazes me. Even after this body was destroyed to mere spirit particles, it remained under the control of your Kyoka Suigetsu."
Aizen shook his head, laughing lightly. "It still hasn't managed to kill you, has it?"
"Want to kill me? Want to know how to kill me? You can ask me." H'el rested his cheek on his fingers, smiling lazily as he looked at Aizen.
Aizen smiled slightly, gently rubbing his Zanpakuto with his fingers. His eyes, behind his black-framed glasses, held a hint of interest and curiosity as he looked at H'el, asking with a genuine smile, "Then, what is the method to kill you? Please tell me, H'el. Though knowing the answer directly might seem a bit dull, the urgency of the situation leaves me no choice. Our time is running short; the Captains of the Seireitei will soon investigate the reason for the Hell Gate's opening.
"I don't want them to learn about my strength and information.
"And, the Hell Gate is about to open fully. H'el, you will also face great trouble.
"Let me resolve all this.
"So, please, H'el, tell me how to kill you."
Aizen's sincere smile moved H'el.
H'el smiled back and said, "You merely need to crush every fragment of space and spirit particle that belongs to me. For someone with a spiritual pressure so much stronger than mine, this shouldn't be difficult."
"Indeed, thank you very much, H'el." Aizen said gratefully.
"But from the moment you learned it, you no longer had the chance."
"Is that so? H'el, you shouldn't even be able to break through the surface of my spiritual pressure. I wonder what method you have to deal with someone whose spiritual pressure is worlds apart from yours?"
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