Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Just an Accident

These people were well aware of Kyōka Suigetsu’s abilities.

They knew exactly how dangerous it was and never gave Aizen the slightest chance to perform the hypnosis ritual. Besides, these old-timers had been dead for many years. They had never witnessed Aizen using Kyōka Suigetsu’s hypnotic activation before, much less been subjected to any preemptive conditioning.

During battle, the moment they sensed Aizen attempting to activate Kyōka Suigetsu, Saizō Sakahone and Kinroku Izuhara would immediately shut their eyes without hesitation.

And these original captains were absurdly powerful in combat. Even without relying on sight, they could still fight with precision and control. Sharpened by countless brutal battles, their killing techniques had reached an overwhelming level—deadly and awe-inspiring.

Aizen couldn’t help but sigh. In a situation like this, he had no choice.

He could only face them head-on with sword and Kidō.

...

Michibane Aura and Yoruichi Shihōin suddenly appeared and instantly killed two enemies in a flash, leaving everyone around them stunned.

But before anyone could react, a blonde woman silently appeared beside them, holding a small, adorable girl with twin purple ponytails in one hand.

Wind-type Kidō tightly bound the little girl, who squirmed briefly before going limp—clearly stripped of all ability to move.

Michibane Aura and Yoruichi Shihōin both paused in surprise.

Rangiku Matsumoto wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, gave a little wave, and smiled.

"Well? Not bad as a gift for Masatsuki, right?"

"You’ve gotta be kidding me! Who are you calling a gift?! You brat, let go of me this instant, or you’re gonna regret it!"

Furōfushi Saitō shouted furiously.

At that moment, Michibane Aura asked curiously,

"Ran-chan, where’d you disappear to just now? We didn’t see you anywhere."

Rangiku Matsumoto stuck out her tongue playfully and explained,

"I found a quiet place. Some things just aren’t meant to be seen by others, you know?"

Michibane Aura nodded in understanding.

Yoruichi Shihōin tilted her head with a smile.

"You really do know him best. He’s definitely going to like this gift. Though, I doubt he’ll be able to keep her."

Rangiku Matsumoto was just about to respond when a raspy, ancient voice echoed in her ears.

"How dare you... Who are you people? Interrupting my pleasure? You’ve got some nerve."

The skeletal figure, wearing a crown, spoke in a chilling tone.

His hollow eye sockets glowed with a faint, ominous red light—he was clearly displeased with the arrival of these uninvited guests.

But in the next instant, he seemed to lose interest entirely. With a cold snort, he continued.

"Bah... whatever. The ending won’t change either way. Let him live a little longer."

Then, his gaze swept toward the group before him, a savage glint flashing in his eyes.

"But before that—you all can die in his place."

As the words left his mouth, an overwhelming surge of Reiatsu exploded from his body, and the surrounding air instantly turned oppressively heavy.

"Return to me, my servants. Kill them all!"

He roared, his voice echoing through the entire space.

Immediately, more than a dozen Hell Jailors surged in from all directions—their grotesque faces and razor-sharp claws sending chills down the spine.

Yet, in the face of such a terrifying scene, Michibane Aura remained perfectly calm.

She let out a light chuckle and said to Baraggan,

"Return? Haven’t you realized it yet?"

Baraggan froze for a moment, confused. "What?"

Michibane Aura smiled and pointed toward the sky, her expression calm and confident, as if everything was under control. There was even a trace of genuine joy in her face—like a girl in love, moments away from reuniting with someone dear.

Baraggan followed the direction she pointed and looked up.

High above, the gate to another world hung in the sky. Light spilled from within, casting a glow that turned the once-dark heavens a deep crimson.

It should have been good news for Baraggan.

But his expression darkened instantly.

A deep, echoing rumble came from the gate—like the roar of the abyss or the tolling of a doomsday bell.

The oppressive sound echoed, making everyone’s hearts beat faster.

One by one, people instinctively looked skyward, their robes whipping in the night wind.

"The Gate of Hell... it’s closing!"

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