Mao Calendar 2089, May 3.

A few wisps of blood red shone there, but they were swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

Snort... The tooth-sore sound scratched against the cold, thick iron chain, but it didn't ripple a little.

It's like a cemetery for the dead, with coffins shrouded in a blood moon... It was a small iron cell made up of countless black chains.

Low, short, full of depression, despair, and pain... Here, there is the second layer of hell: the Black Rope Hell.

Here, all the blame ... None of them were free, and they were confined to a cramped iron cell where only one person could stand.

Whenever a blood moon is covered by dark clouds, the cells become moving monsters... It turns into cold, soft but hard ropes that strangle the people in it from head to toe into rice dumplings, break bones, organs, and blood, but they do not die.

After the disgusting clouds drifted away, the light of the blood moon shrouded again... These lifeless black rope monsters will be restored to their original state, accompanied by a biting cool breeze, and so will the people's bodies.

There's really no point in being alive here... Everyone is asking for death, but there is no answer.

But there's only one exception... His name is Aizen Yusuke.

He's right below the Blood Moon... His cell was as small as everyone else, but the outer chains were so tightly wrapped around that from a distance it looked like a huge black ball.

"A rabble... If you did it in the first place, why regret it now. All right... That should do the trick. ”

The blue-stained brown pupils inside the iron cage flashed with a dark red glow... Every full-body hanging, the bones of his whole body will be harder.

That's why his cell has so many chains than the other culprits... Here, too, death is allowed.

It's just that the conditions are harsher... Those who lose their sense of self early and only shake unconsciously with the hanging will grow older after each blood moon.

The other is an attempt to resist, and the more brutal culprits will gradually turn into a monster similar to the void like the first layer.

Correspondingly, they will have more chains on the outside and more space on the inside... When it reaches a certain size, the Hellward Guardian will appear as usual and take away the culprit monsters that have become only known for killing.

And he, after accepting this power... Still sane, but as if forgotten.

The Hellguards seemed to know that he wasn't easy to mess with, and even when they did, they hid far away... Not a chance at all.

Since there is no chance, let's create it yourself... That's what he decides.

Airplanes... A dark red light emerged from Aizen's body, and even though his hands and feet were crushed by the small iron cage, he still had the strength of his entire body to use.

In this time period when the clouds have just receded... It was enough for him to control the big ball to move.

"If together... What will happen? ”

The smiling Aizen used all her strength to tilt her head down... Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The black ball starts rolling... Directly in front of the target, there is a monster who has turned into a culprit.

Bang la, bla bla... The noise caught the attention of some of the accused, but they just raised their heads, then hung their heads, and that was it.

Here, there is no salvation ... The only way to go is to seek death.

Clang... Two iron balls, one large and one small, collided together with a crisp sound.

Roar... The stimulated monster screamed at Aizen through the gap between the chains.

Like the animal whose territory has been violated... The light of the blood moon dimmed once more.

The monster's roar is even louder... But this still can't stop the ruthless execution of the Black Chains.

"Is it early... No, just right. ”

The muttering Aizen frowned, and then let go... The last time the blood moon was obscured, there was a cage of blame monsters in the corner of his gaze, and instead the hell guards appeared.

Crunchy... The tiresome chain hangings have come again.

Compared to the initial near-death and despair, the situation is undoubtedly much better now... Because his bones were so hard that these chains could not be crushed, he had to rely on external numbers to produce a greater indentation for execution.

If you stay any longer, you won't improve much... That's why he decided to come here and wait for the Hellguards to appear.

Hell that is too cruel for others, for him... It's just a process of regaining strength.

On the first level, he obtained the spiritual power from those who were guilty... Despite the chaos and despair.

On the second layer, he obtained from the blood moon and iron chains a bone that was far more rigid than before his death.

Pain is commonplace here, and as long as you live, you are not afraid that you will not feel it... But human beings are terrible creatures.

At least he's used to the pain now... That's the power of habit.

In the quiet waiting, time gradually passes... The clouds drift by, the blood moon appears, and the clouds return.

"Are you coming..."

Aizen who squinted her eyes narrowed... As he had guessed, some kind of rule came into effect.

His cell is connected to the prison cell of this monster who blames himself... He managed to avoid the hanging.

Knock knock... The ground trembled slightly, and a huge guard with a glimmer of silver light on his armor appeared.

"Whew..."

Aizen pressed his breath to the minimum, and the breath of life gradually faded... Although these chains could no longer help him, it was impossible to break them by brute force.

To gain greater power, to see the will of hell that robbed him of all his power... And to get a new life, it is not enough to blindly rely on brute force, wisdom is necessary.

Judging by the fact that monsters will appear on both the first and second floors... The meaning of hell may be a little different from what everyone thinks.

Although the purpose of punishing the guilty has not changed... But the results were skewed.

These monsters are more brutal than nothing, but they are similar in shape... Why was it taken away by the Hell Guards?

If it's a simple punishment... Then such a change should not have occurred.

In his opinion, after the word "hell", these should be added... Arsenal.

The arsenal of hell, more suitable for what he sees and hears now... After the first defeat of the self-destruction division, no one knows the root cause of those voids that appeared.

He had also been curious about the source of the void... But it was still because of the appearance of Bangyu that interrupted the idea of pursuing it.

Now this "curiosity" has been verified in hell... Although it was only the tip of the iceberg, it also made him excited.

The only thing that could dread him... Because this discovery is gone.

Since there are conspiracies, there are secrets... Then there must be a so-called loophole.

As long as it can be used... The moment when you see the light of day again, it is not a luxury, but a fact.

Boom... Heavy footsteps stopped.

Aizen, who had reduced his aura to the minimum, didn't know that doubts flashed in the stupid big red eyes outside: This time, the recyclables seem to be a little bigger?

Click, click... The Hellguard lowered his head and swept over the large and small balls that were connected together, his gaze resting on Aizen.

Roar... Whoa, whoa... The monster's roar interrupted the look.

The Hellguard's gaze shifts to the monster of guilt... The eyes wrapped in the helmet emitted a fierce killing intent, and the monster was stunned for seconds.

Whoa... The Hellguards, no longer thinking about it, lifted up the iron prison and walked into the distance with heavy steps.