Kūgo Ginjō’s eyes rolled back, the whites almost fully exposed, as though he had completely lost consciousness.
It was clear this Cero had been held back—Harribel hadn’t struck with full force.
She knew all too well that if she had gone all out, Kūgo Ginjō would’ve been reduced to ashes on the spot.
And once that happened, retrieving his soul and the Soul King fragments inside him would’ve become far more difficult.
That’s why, even with this Gran Rey Cero, she had restrained her power, using only a suppressed form of Reiatsu.
Now, standing before the defenseless Kūgo Ginjō, Harribel didn’t hesitate. She stepped forward and drove her right hand straight into his chest.
In an instant, powered by her white glove, her hand found and seized his soul—along with the large number of Soul King fragments he had absorbed—and yanked them free.
Without delay, she placed the extracted soul into a jade orb and sealed it tightly.
Then, with a graceful pivot and a crisp bang, Harribel appeared beside Nelliel in a flash.
Nelliel raised one hand, her arm also wrapped tightly in a white glove, holding a matching jade orb. Inside it was the soul of Shūkurō Tsukishima.
With this, the two of them had finally accomplished the goal of their mission.
Was Kūgo Ginjō strong?
Absolutely.
Had it not been Harribel and Nelliel—both of whom had undergone decades of indirect evolution through the Hōgyoku—even the likes of Starrk among the Espada would’ve struggled to defeat him.
"These people are all unconscious now. That saves us some trouble. Let’s extract the materials from their bodies too."
After storing away the soul orb, Harribel glanced over the scattered Fullbringers on the ground and spoke after a brief pause.
Most of these Fullbringers, shaped by unusual lives, shared a common wish—
To become ordinary humans.
That was why they had come to seek out Kūgo Ginjō.
He had promised to help them rid themselves of the powers that made them feel alien in the human world.
But now, thanks to advancements in technology, the gloves that Harribel and Nelliel wore were capable of extracting foreign elements from a soul without harming it.
That’s why they had confidently promised Kūgo Ginjō earlier: if he handed over the Soul King fragments, they would spare his life.
Unfortunately, he chose to resist.
And for that, death was the only outcome awaiting him.
The two glanced around at the unconscious Fullbringers and moved into action without hesitation.
...
On the other side, within a transparent barrier...
Masatsuki Aozaki stood in the barren wasteland of Hueco Mundo, holding an ancient-looking katana. With a gentle motion, he sliced through the air before him.
As the blade swept forward, a pitch-black rift opened in the void—like a gateway to another world.
Such was the power of Amenominaka. It didn’t merely enable spatial movement—it granted complete control over space itself: distortion, erasure, inversion, compression, creation... anything was possible.
In short, Amenominaka’s true ability was total spatial manipulation.
Thud!!
A loud crash echoed through the dimly lit space.
Masatsuki Aozaki casually tossed a massive corpse to the ground.
The body had been cleaved cleanly in two, lying lifeless on the cracked earth. Crimson blood poured from the severed halves, soaking the sand in a deep red.
Strangely, though the body had been dead for quite some time, the blood had yet to coagulate. It continued to flow slowly, unnaturally.
The surrounding Reishi also drifted through the air—gently, aimlessly—as if waiting for something.
But compared to the miraculous phenomena of the past, their motion had slowed dramatically. The particles lacked their former vitality, now sluggish and dim.
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