This feeling...
It was as if they were facing an unconquerable, powerful enemy.
Full of despair and powerlessness!
Chapter 08: Is There a Possibility?
"So this is the enemy they faced?"
The vast palace was deathly silent.
So quiet that only the sound of gasps remained.
Both the Espada and their Fraccion, every Arrancar's face, bore the same uneasy expression.
The powerful appearance of the Cocoon Man.
It was as if a mass silence spell had been cast.
Instantly, all Arrancar fell silent!
The atmosphere was oppressive!
That terrifying spiritual pressure, almost breaking through dimensions, lingered like a nightmare in everyone's hearts, bringing an absolute suppression at the level of life itself!
Among them,
Skull Emperor's expression was the most unsightly.
As one of the oldest Menos Grande in Hueco Mundo.
From his birth, he had stood at the very top of the food chain.
The former King of Hueco Mundo, he had looked down on everything from his high perch, accustomed only to others kneeling before him for thousands of years.
He never expected to feel an uncontrollable urge to prostrate himself in reverence now!
This impulse…
Made Baraggan extremely annoyed.
Yet, he couldn't find any way to escape the spiritual pressure!
Even Skull Emperor was like this.
Not to mention the other Arrancar.
Some were terrified and withdrawn,
Some had their souls trembling,
Some curled up into a ball.
Even more exaggeratedly, some weaker Arrancar even lost control of their bodies on the spot, their bones almost falling apart.
This routine meeting, which gathered all Arrancar,
Suddenly turned into a chaotic mess!
"You guys say…"
The oppressive atmosphere.
Was soon broken by Halibel's voice: "Is there a possibility… we misunderstood just now! This mysterious Cocoon Man is Urahara Kisuke!"
The Queen of the Shark Tribe said with an uncertain tone.
"Oh, right!"
"Halibel is right!"
"Just the spiritual pressure he unintentionally emits possesses power beyond a Vasto Lorde; the Cocoon Man's strength can definitely rank among the top fifteen in the Soul Reaper World!"
"Yes, it must be like that!"
…
Upon hearing this,
The Arrancar were first stunned.
Then they showed expressions of sudden realization.
Yes!
It must be like this!
The Cocoon Man is Urahara Kisuke!
And the fisherman-hat man they had misunderstood earlier was just a trash Shinigami!
"I knew it… How could that slouchy fisherman-hat man possibly qualify for the ranking? He's simply not worthy!" Nnoitra sneered contemptuously.
Shinigami and Menos Grande.
Are naturally on opposing sides.
From the very beginning, upon seeing Zanpakuto Benihime, his blood pressure immediately shot up.
He wished he could raise his scythe and cut the light screen in half!
What's more!
Whether it was the first scene.
Or the current scene confronting the Cocoon Man.
Aside from suppressing Yammy, Urahara Kisuke had not shown any other abilities.
Coupled with the influence of Halibel's words just now.
Nnoitra naturally believed that Urahara Kisuke, along with Yoruichi and Shiba Isshin beside him, were actually just background characters to highlight the Cocoon Man's immense strength!
"Hmph…"
"Though I'm reluctant to admit it, if he's Urahara Kisuke, then I'm convinced!" Grimmjow's cold gaze fixed on Hogyoku Aizen.
With one hand in his pocket.
He muttered in a very unwilling low voice.
Given Grimmjow's competitive nature.
It was almost impossible to make him willingly acknowledge an outsider's strength.
No choice!
The spiritual pressure emitted by Hogyoku Aizen was simply too powerful!
Even if Grimmjow was arrogant, he had to acknowledge the opponent's strength!
Of course.
It wasn't just the two of them.
The other Espada had almost identical reactions.
They unanimously cast approving gazes at the Cocoon Man in the image.
Clearly,
They believed this ranking was very reasonable.
The Cocoon Man, Urahara Kisuke, definitely deserved to be in the top fifteen!
However…
As the video continued to play.
What happened next stunned everyone!
"What a pity…"
Completely covered in white bone-like skin.
Aizen, in his first fusion state, his voice mutated by the Hōgyoku's infection, was filled with infinite magic: "By sealing your spiritual pores and burning your spiritual pressure within your body! If your opponent wasn't me, you probably would have succeeded just now…"
"Right?"
"Urahara Kisuke…"
Chapter 09: Urahara Kisuke's Show
"Right?"
"Urahara Kisuke…"
As the words fell.
In the video, Hogyoku Aizen shifted his gaze, clearly landing on Urahara Kisuke.
This action,
Immediately made Las Noches fall silent!
"What! Did I hear that right?"
"He just said… Urahara Kisuke?"
"Could it be… the fisherman-hat man really is Urahara Kisuke?!"
The entire Arrancar Army was stunned into silence.
Hogyoku Aizen's gaze confirmed this fact.
One minute ago,
The fisherman-hat man who had just been mocked by everyone.
Was indeed the genuine Urahara Kisuke himself!
"No! Something must be wrong! If that guy is Urahara Kisuke, then who is this Cocoon Man?!" Nnoitra gnashed his teeth.
He instinctively expressed strong doubt.
From beginning to end,
The Shopkeeper had never displayed strength convincing enough for outsiders.
Why should he be able to rank in the top fifteen!
"Exactly, there must be a mistake!" Yammy, who had been enraged just now, seized the opportunity to get even, cursing, "That trash Shinigami can't be stronger than me!"
Grimmjow was shouting.
Szayelaporro was sneering.
Even Ulquiorra frowned.
Clearly,
Even with the facts before their eyes, the Espada still did not acknowledge Urahara Kisuke's strength.
They believed the ranking was highly inflated!
The Shopkeeper simply did not deserve to be on the list!
"Wait a minute…"
In one corner.
Starrk reined in his nonchalant expression, then brought up another topic: "Hmm… Compared to that question, don't you think the Cocoon Man's voice sounds a bit familiar?"
These words.
Were like a heavy nuclear bomb, instantly exploding in everyone's hearts.
After a long pause.
The Arrancar all widened their eyes in unison.
Immediately, they had a sense of déjà vu!
"This voice… it really sounds like I've heard it somewhere before!"
Under his pink short hair.
Szayelaporro pushed up his glasses-like mask on his nose, frowning in thought, trying to find a clue in his memory banks.