At this moment, only Harribel standing aside hadn't figured out the situation yet. She looked surprised at Szayelaporro standing opposite, then at Makoto.
What's going on?
Was it an ambush?
Why is there only one person on the other side?
Why did Makoto say that earlier?
Did he already see through it?
Should I escape?
Complex thoughts flashed through Harribel's mind.
But before she could make a decision, she saw that Makoto's body was already surrounded by a faint spiritual light.
Almost at the same time, the figures of Makoto and Szayelaporro shot out from their positions.
So fast!
Then, the two collided with a deafening boom.
"That's right! That's right! Just like this, Szayelaporro!"
Makoto's blade slashed across, clashing with Szayelaporro's bone sword, producing a series of screeching sounds. However, at this moment, Szayelaporro's mouth was still emitting Ilforte Granz's voice, shouting arrogantly.
"Our power is the strongest!"
"Since you want to capture this Shinigami, just cut off his limbs and take him away!"
"Don't worry so much, my foolish brother!"
Whoosh!
As if to prove his words, at the moment their blades crossed, Ilforte suddenly took control of part of the body. Using his side to take a slash in exchange, he closed the distance to Makoto.
Splat!
The bone blade immediately left a deep mark on Makoto's arm, drawing a streak of bright red blood.
The two passed each other, and the wound on Szayelaporro's side quickly healed.
"See!"
Ilforte shouted triumphantly, "He's a Shinigami; he doesn't have high-speed regeneration!"
"Shut up!"
Szayelaporro clutched his head, roaring in dissatisfaction, "Ilforte, I told you not to disturb me when I'm fighting, unless I allow it."
"Szayelaporro, you're just too cautious."
"I said, shut up."
But Ilforte didn't take it to heart at all.
As twins from the same mother, Ilforte had an incredibly clear understanding of his younger brother, even after they became Hollows after death.
Relatively speaking, the smarter Szayelaporro considered more things.
This guy just now…
Did he already see through my trap?
Then why did he come here alone?
If he's a talent who can discover the secret of Hollow evolution like that Shinigami over there, he definitely wouldn't put himself in such a dangerous situation.
So, there must be his own reason for doing this.
What could that reason be?
Although thinking this, Szayelaporro vaguely had an answer in his heart.
His gaze swept to the sword at Makoto's waist.
But just as he was lost in thought, Ilforte keenly noticed the problem and immediately said, "Szayelaporro! Behind you."
As soon as the words fell, the figure that had passed by suddenly turned into an illusion.
Makoto's form reappeared from the other side.
[Bakudo #26: Kyokkō]
Szayelaporro turned around and blocked his blade with a clang.
However, from the shadow beneath him, a sneaky kick suddenly struck his lower abdomen, making a heavy thud, kicking him back more than ten meters.
But at the moment he was flying back, the bone sword on Szayelaporro's arm suddenly shot out like an arrow.
Makoto's pupils constricted, and he barely dodged at the last moment.
Boom!
The seemingly short bone sword smashed into a giant sand dune, destroying it entirely with a loud explosion.
Like a mountain, the pale sand surged down, engulfing a large area of the ground.
Harribel stood there dumbfounded, not far from them.
With her current strength, she couldn't participate in this battle at all.
"Hey, Shinigami."
Szayelaporro stood in place.
From the gap where the bone sword had shot out from his arm, a new bone sword grew. His slender figure stood there, smiling as he spoke, "Since I first encountered you Shinigami, I noticed something."
"You guys have fragile bodies, maintaining human forms. Your only weapons are Zanpakuto, without evolving into forms suitable for killing."
"From that time, I've been thinking, why can you become so strong without killing each other."
He said, pausing slightly, then laughed, "It's because of something inside, right?"
"Of course, by inside, I don't mean Reiatsu, but something deeper."
"For example, the essence of the soul."
"A perfect body can only be matched by a perfect soul."
"That's the path to 'the end'."
Szayelaporro spoke to himself, his voice excited, his logic a bit confused due to his agitation. But when he looked at Makoto, it was as if he saw a kindred spirit, which felt somewhat strange.
"You are also seeking the path to the ultimate, aren't you?"
"…"
"What nonsense."
However, Makoto shattered all of Szayelaporro's fantasies with just a short sentence, his indifference surprising.
Szayelaporro seemed stunned for a moment.
Makoto smiled, "I just want to judge whether you have the ability to help me with 'special training'."
"But unfortunately, your combat skills seem limited."
Hearing this, Szayelaporro's face darkened completely.
His gaze towards Makoto became increasingly hostile.
But Makoto had already raised his blade before him.
[First, let's make an agreement!]
[The one who gets their vital point pierced first is considered dead.]
Almost at the instant the voice sounded, Szayelaporro immediately became more vigilant.
He keenly realized that this voice was coming directly from his mind!
The next moment, he suddenly saw a pink light like a heart shape in Makoto's eyes.
This is… bad!
But before Szayelaporro could avoid his gaze, the surrounding environment plunged into darkness.
When he awoke from the darkness, everything around him had transformed into another scene.
Szayelaporro frowned and looked up.
What appeared before him was a giant wall seemingly made entirely of steel.
Bright silver covered the entire field of view, with different shaped square machines on the tables around, and screen-like things slightly glowing.
There were also many pillars made of crystal or glass.
These pillars seemed to have been broken from the inside.
Green liquid flowed under his feet, with a slight dampness.
"Hmm?"
But just as he was thinking, Szayelaporro suddenly lowered his head and looked at his body.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
"Hey! Hey!"
"Szayelaporro!"
"What's wrong with our body? How did it become female?!"
"What's with this skin-tight clothing? Why is there so little of it?"
"Quickly pull it open and see if our thing is still there!"
Ilforte's voice suddenly came from 'her' mouth, shouting in panic.
On the contrary, Szayelaporro himself observed everything calmly.
Yes.
He seemed to have become a woman.
Pulling open the tight clothing on his skin.
Oh no.
It's really gone.
Then turning his head to look at the glass beside him.
In the reflection, there was a woman with pink mid-length hair, beautiful face, and an extremely exaggerated figure, really exaggerated.
"Ahhhh!"
"Damn it!"
"This must be that Shinigami's ability!"
"He dared to turn me into this idiotic form!"
Ilforte's voice was extremely distressed, "I want to kill him! Szayelaporro! I want to kill him!"
"Don't panic, Ilforte."
Szayelaporro said calmly, "Feel carefully… this body is just a shell. Our inside hasn't changed."
"It's like…"
As he spoke, there was a 'splash' sound behind him.
Huge wings 'squeezed out' from their back, spreading to both sides.
"Then what about our thing?" Ilforte kept nagging.
"Shut up! Idiot!"
Szayelaporro was getting impatient.
Hollows don't have reproductive capabilities; how could he sense where it went?
"Clap clap."
Just as they were arguing, a soft applause came from afar.
Makoto's figure appeared before them again.
But unlike before, this time Makoto was wearing a white lab coat.
There was even a badge on his chest that read [Research Director].
"Being able to remain calm in this situation."
"Among the opponents I've faced, you're the first."
Makoto looked him up and down in his new form, smiling.
"Is this your 'inner self'?"
"Shinigami?"
Szayelaporro was more concerned about the environment of this abandoned laboratory, narrowing his eyes.
It looked much more advanced than his own lab.
"In a way, yes."
Makoto calmly walked towards him, holding his sword, and explained lightly, "Here… based on my 'self', a scenario is woven, and forced role-playing is conducted in a 'special script'."
"In this script, you and I must follow the 'rules' to seize each other's Reiatsu, until one side's score is depleted."
"That's really cruel." Szayelaporro casually looked at him, chuckling lowly, "It's just like what we Hollows have been doing all along."
"But…"
Szayelaporro said, turning his head to look at the laboratory surroundings, where black tentacles seemed to wrap around the entire room,
"What are these things?"
"They are monsters." Makoto's smile became more subtle.
"By the way, let me introduce."
"The prototype of this world is called Taimanin."
"The role you are playing now is a member of Taimanin, and I am the researcher responsible for studying you together with the monsters."
Responsible for… research?
Seemingly associating with some abnormal images, Szayelaporro subconsciously lowered his head to look at the highly provocative clothing and outrageous figure on himself, then at the materialized, twisted black tentacles around.
And the destroyed laboratory around.
So that's it!
He has become the escaped experimental material in the laboratory!?
As a cruel researcher himself, Szayelaporro immediately realized how dire his current situation was after putting himself in that position.
Almost instinctively, he glared at Makoto and cursed, "With such an excellent laboratory, you're using it for this kind of experiment?!"
"What I do with my experiments is none of your business!"
Makoto scoffed and immediately shouted,
"Playlife x Pleasure World!"
Almost at the instant his voice fell.
Szayelaporro clearly felt a very faint fluctuation spreading in all directions, forming ripples.
The next moment, the petrified scenes around him all 'came to life'.
Glass shattered on the ground with a crash;
Severed cables sparked;
Nutrient fluid from the experimental tanks flowed with a soft sound;
Overturned experimental cabinets clattered to the ground.
And…
Those huge black tentacles, like beasts ready to pounce, lurked in the shadowy corners.
At the same time, the childlike voice of his Zanpakuto sounded in their minds.
[Pleasure World: Escape Battle · Taimanin Research Institute Great Escape]
[Theme: Escape: Fight and Surpass]
[Plot Background: To research abilities that allow ordinary people to fight monsters, the evil scientist captured a highly accomplished Taimanin lady, but during the research, there was a slight accident that caused her to wake up early…]
[Rules: The Taimanin character must escape from this underground laboratory under the joint pursuit of the evil scientist and monsters! If she can't escape, she'll become a hot weapon!]
[Note 1: The host playing the evil scientist can use a 3000 times sensitivity drug or command monsters to attack once every minute!]
[Note 2: Trap? A real man should fiercely deal with traps! Hurry up and turn around; bro has something urgent (taking off pants)]
Listening to those absurd rules, Szayelaporro, who had initially maintained a composed demeanor, gradually looked grim.
He looked at the eager black tentacles around him and clearly realized one thing, since his current name is 'Taimanin', that means the so-called 'surpass' probably doesn't just mean being 'surpassed' by Makoto?
At that moment, countless very ominous images flashed through his mind.
His heart shook!!!
For a moment, even the way he looked at Makoto became extremely unpleasant, his eyes wide open to the limit.
Even his gaze carried a bit of fear.
Although he was a pervert, he wasn't perverted to this extent!
How could a person's bottom line be so low?!
You can't do that!
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300 Power Stones = 2 BC
500 Power Stones = 3 BC
700 Power Stones = 4 BC
1000 Power Stones = 5 BC
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