Mao Calendar 2090, January 30.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

It was as if the sound of countless drums being beaten on the drum at the same time echoed in the barren and dead world.

Smoke and dust scattered across the trembling earth, faintly visible in the darkness of a red light, and the gigantic body occasionally lit up by a silver light.

Whew... Whoa... Boom, boom...!

A low wind howled, whipping the trembling gravel on the ground into the distance... This was followed by a loud sound, like the fierceness of a volcanic eruption and the roar of thunder under a storm.

This is the "Hell of All"... As always, it is full of desolation and despair, the only difference is that it is not shrouded in a blood moon.

Then the sky became dark and deep, and the earth was dark and terrifying... It's like the abyss that opens its mouth.

In this darkness, all that is left are scarlet eyes... What filled these eyes was an undisguised naked murderous intent.

Whenever the silver light flashes, it is always accompanied by a crisp "click" or "poof" sound... It's crisp and dull: because it's a sign that the blame's bones are shattered and the body is turned into mud.

"Really... After staying here for a long time, even the concept of art has become strange. ”

Aizen with arms on her chest, eyes closed while ears moving slightly... He was listening.

Listen to this brutal music composed by the Guardians of Hell... The living environment of the third layer is much freer, but it is also getting worse and worse.

The Hellguards scattered throughout the space will turn into night demons, using a variety of weapons to crush, shoot, or pull any living culprit... All kinds of strange ways to die: only you can't think of it, you can't do it without them.

The "Hell Wind" that blows every 10 minutes will resurrect the dead... Fleeing, being killed, and resurrecting repeat the process over and over again.

The blame people who come here still have only two choices... In despair, become numb, die, or turn into a monster to resist.

It's ridiculous... It was these 10 minutes that became a lifesaver for the blame people.

As long as you die in the first place, you can really "rest" for some time.

Knock knock... Approaching footsteps interrupted Aizen's listening.

"Alright... Let me see what kind of secrets are hidden in the fourth layer. ”

The last "stowaway" was only half the success ... But it also gave him more hope.

The monster that was taken away by the Hellguards was thrown into a dark blue cave along with him... There, he saw bright colors, buildings of all shapes, and even all kinds of culprits who wielded strange powers.

Even though it was only for a moment, he was engulfed by the crimson round hole that appeared... But what you see is what you see.

Buzz——!

The blue dye that spreads his spiritual pressure spreads out, and a dark red spiritual pressure appears on his body... But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a faint pale gold color at the edge of these scattered spiritual pressures.

Knock knock knock... The moment the spiritual pressure appeared, the entire earth "boiled", as if it had angered a certain being.

Airplanes... In the darkness of the world, a dense red gaze appeared, and then a flash of silver light lit up the whole dark night—the guards of hell with no end in sight.

In their hands are knives, or swords, or hammers, or chains... There was even an awl with a man who was not dead and was wailing in pain.

"Do you do anything else but kill people?"

The clanging sound of the chains sounded, and when the blue dye that had disappeared in place reappeared, there was a large and excessively long knife in his hand.

The hell guards whose weapons he seized collapsed with a bang, turning into bones and scattering on the ground.

Roar!

Enraged, the guards of hell roared in unison, deafening... Murderous intent!

"Ant's words... It's useless to come any more. ”

Even though there was a big difference in height and size between them, even though each of these Hell Guards had the strength of a vice-captain level, and the great strength comparable to the four guards of the Jingling Court, Aizen still said so.

In the past six months, he has killed many such guards... Each time you kill, your spiritual power will increase.

From killing two at the beginning, it gradually became three, four... Until his own spiritual power can no longer increase.

Whew... Can't see the Hellguards in the dark? It doesn't matter, as long as they have their eyes open, there is light.

Then it's just a matter of simply crushing it... It's as simple as eating and drinking.

“1，2，3…”

“99，100…”

“997，998… Is there a total of 999 of them? ”

Aizen, who slaughtered all the Hell Guards, threw the knife down casually, and the world really fell into darkness this time, and there was no light in sight.

Airplanes... The familiar fluctuation reappeared, and Aizen lowered his head: the circle that took him to the next layer had finally appeared.

Crash... The sound of chains that followed joined him again.

The most irritating thing is... In the face of such a force, he could not make any effective response.

"No one can be bound to me all the time... It doesn't matter who you are!"

The blue dye of its flame rising in his eyes became more and more calm... The feeling of falling came, and darkness invaded.

Boom!

Aizen, who had fallen from the sky, opened his eyes, and his face was a little surprised... He saw the bright sky and the blinding sun.

Whew... But the sun is a bit spicy.

With the sound of being scorched, Aizen frowned: this sunlight seems to shine on the soul... The pain is so painful that people can't help but cry out.

Before he could reach out his hand, the skin of his whole body had begun to fester... Including underfoot.

The ground beneath his feet was no longer brown barren earth, but a miserable white grain of sand like an empty circle.

In just a few seconds, his whole body oozed blood in such an environment, staining the sand red.

Is this what is called "Hell"? It's so kind. ”

After releasing the spiritual pressure, the skin of Aizen's whole body began to swell wildly... It recovers quickly under the filling of granulation.

"The spiritual power is consumed a little fast..."

The indigo dye step to make a judgment... But it stopped.

Bathed in the pressure of the golden red spirit, he turned his head... There was no sound of chains, and I couldn't even see it anymore.

But he could feel the tight penetration again... This made him a little uncomfortable.

"Forget it... It doesn't seem like this trip will be lonely. ”

The re-strides disappeared in place, heading straight in a certain direction... Because he felt a similar spiritual pressure.

"Is that you?"

The high-speed blue dye is getting closer and closer to the spiritual pressure in his perception, and a white simple dress gradually appears on his body, which was originally nothing: since he is seeing an old man, he can always go naked.

Hmmm... Aizen, who crossed the sand dunes, saw a man on the white sand: a man covered in a black robe.

As if he realized something, the black-robed man turned his head, and the next moment his expression was surprised: "Blue... Indigo-sama?! ”

"Long time no see... Grants. ”

Aizen, who stopped in front of Sal Apollo Grandz, curled the corners of his mouth... It seems that this hell is also a little small.

"Shouldn't you be on the last floor, my lord... This power..."

Sal Apollo's attention quickly shifted to Aizen's spiritual pressure... Then his expression changed from surprise to horror.