Shinigami in the Ninja World

Only the Fourth Espada.

The remaining Espada's spiritual pressure didn't compare to this one named Ulquiorra.

So…

Aizen hadn't even left one of the top three Espada in Las Noches?

Meanwhile, on the other battlefields:

The long-haired Espada facing Unohana Retsu sneered, his expression dark and disgusted. "A woman was sent to deal with me?"

"Disgusting. You people really look down on me."

"Even if it's not Naruto Uzumaki, shouldn't you send the second strongest among you?"

His face showed nothing but contempt.

Unohana Retsu gripped her sword, still wearing her usual gentle smile. "No one compares to Naruto's sensing abilities."

"You must be the strongest on this side, aside from that other Espada."

The Espada grinned. "For a woman, your judgment isn't too bad."

"I'm No. 5."

"Nnoitra Gilga."

"Just one rank below that guy."

Unohana's smile faded as she drew her sword, the corners of her lips flattening. "That's why Naruto trusted me to face you…"

"He knows I'm strong."

She glanced briefly at Kenpachi Zaraki, who had already begun his fight. "So far, aside from Naruto, I am indeed the strongest here."

"Arrogant woman." Nnoitra scoffed, his demeanor reminding him of other women he despised. "A lowly being. Let me cut off your head and see if you can still talk big…"

His voice trailed off as his expression shifted from disdain to excitement.

The faint aura spilling from this woman…

It was familiar!

No…

She might be even more insane than he was!

"She's interesting." Nnoitra grinned wickedly. "You're not like the others."

"Will you make this fun for me?"

Unohana responded softly, "I'm sorry, but this time…"

"I won't be enjoying the fight."

"I'm here to kill you."

Her spiritual pressure surged, and a palpable killing intent filled the air.

It had been a long time since she had used this "power."

Meanwhile, Byakuya Kuchiki faced the bald, dark-skinned Espada.

The larger, more threatening one had been claimed by Kenpachi Zaraki.

Kurama, being the last to choose, picked the remaining one—a small boy whose clothes didn't even seem to fit him properly. Around his waist, a faintly visible number "6" was imprinted.

"Are you the new number six after that blue-haired guy?" Kurama muttered, clicking his tongue. "I had fun fighting him."

"Though…"

"It's a pity we fought in the human world. I didn't get to enjoy it as much as I wanted."

The boy with the watermelon-shaped haircut tilted his head and grinned. "I'll make it more fun for you."

"To be honest…"

"We're a perfect match as opponents."

He drew his sword and softly chanted:

"Strangle, Trepadora."

His spiritual pressure swirled, and his Zanpakuto entered its Resurrección state.

The boy's body transformed, but unlike Grimmjow's bestial transformation, his human form remained mostly intact, with only some changes to his appearance.

A "vest" of Hollow-like armor covered his chest, and from his back, eight milky-white tentacles, the same color as his mask, whipped around.

"See? I don't have tails like you, but they're pretty close." He tilted his head and smiled eerily, his frail appearance giving him a twisted beauty. "I wonder if your fragile tails can handle my playthings."

Eight tentacles…

Kurama snorted, shaking his head. "Showing off something like that in front of me?"

"You've already lost, Arrancar."

The boy narrowed his eyes. "Such baseless confidence."

"Tails are a sign of power." Kurama began to draw on his strength, his body growing from small to massive, and then doubling, tripling in size until he towered over the landscape, blotting out the sun. "The more tails, the stronger the power."

"That's a universal truth."

"You have eight, but I have nine. So I'm stronger than you."

He extended his paw, gripping his sword.

The boy bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming with malice.

This overconfident fool…

How disgusting!

Above the ruins of Las Noches.

The space trembled slightly.

Sonido!

In an instant, Ulquiorra appeared before Naruto, slashing his sword down.

It was powerful and swift!

A captain-level strike.

But…

Naruto raised his hand, gently catching the blade. It couldn't advance further, and the force of the blow and spiritual pressure merely left a faint mark on Naruto's skin.

Ulquiorra's pupils dilated.

He didn't even scratch him?

Could a Shinigami's body really be this strong?

Or…

Was the gap in spiritual pressure between them like an impassable chasm?

Naruto flicked his finger lightly.

With a resounding clang, a dent appeared on the tip of Ulquiorra's blade, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably. His spiritual energy crackled as he barely managed to stop himself several meters away.

"You're stronger than the Sixth Espada," Naruto smiled, offering a casual assessment. "But at this level…"

"Aizen wouldn't have left you behind."

"Show me your true power. Like your Resurrección."

Naruto lifted his head slightly, sensing the nearby space warping.

It was Urahara Kisuke, working to break Aizen's spatial seal.

"Before I leave here, I'd like to have some fun," Naruto said, returning his gaze to Ulquiorra.

Ulquiorra, with his face and tone still calm, raised his sword. "As you wish."

"Bind, Murciélago."

His Zanpakuto entered its Resurrección.

The Hollow mask on his forehead became whole, horns grew, and black, bat-like wings unfurled behind him. His hair grew longer, and his spiritual pressure doubled.

"This form?" Naruto muttered softly.

Ulquiorra lifted his hand, mimicking a spear-throwing motion.

Spiritual energy gathered in his hand, a pale blue light glowing brighter and brighter.

A spear formed.

"Lanza del Relámpago."

The spiritual pressure was so great it seemed to tear through space as the lance hurtled forward with unstoppable force.

Naruto raised his hand.

"Bakudō #39. Enkōsen (円閘扇, Round Lock Fan)."

A spinning spiritual shield formed, but it shattered in an instant under the impact of the azure spear.

The shield only managed to provide the slightest buffer.

But even so, the attack failed to inflict significant damage.

As the Enkosen crumbled, Naruto reached out, grabbing the spear. Its immense force pushed him back, leaving a charred trail in the sky as the friction from the reishi left a scorched mark.

The searing, sharp edge of the spear cut into his palm.

But in a moment, the wound healed.

After stopping completely.

Naruto discarded the "Lanza del Relámpago."

The next attack came swiftly.

Ulquiorra knew the first attack wouldn't be enough, and that had only been a feint. This next strike was his "killing blow."

Cero Oscuras.

But unlike a regular Cero, this one was a swirling mass of black spiritual energy tinged with faint blue light.

Reishi surged like crackling lightning.

In the brief moment the Cero had charged, it was unleashed, barreling toward Naruto, set to consume everything in its path—including him.

The explosion was deafening, and space itself seemed to tremble.

Ulquiorra's expression grew more serious.

Would this attack…

Have any effect?

As the dust settled.

Naruto stood with his arms raised in front of him. His sleeves had been obliterated, his flesh mangled and torn, exposing parts of the bone beneath. His spiritual pressure had been disrupted, and his body had taken damage.

It worked.

But the effect was minimal.

Only superficial wounds.

For beings like them, these injuries were mere "scratches."

What is this person…

Ulquiorra's expression became more severe.

The injuries inflicted by the Cero Oscuras were rapidly healing. His flesh regenerated, and his skin returned to normal.

Not quite as fast as "high-speed regeneration."

But this ability…

Could a Shinigami really possess something like this?

Naruto grinned, clapping his hands together.

"Adamantine Sealing Chains."

Chains shot forward, rapidly spiraling toward Ulquiorra.

A sonic boom echoed as they chased him through the sky.

Ulquiorra was fast, leaving a sharp, narrow line behind him as he dodged, putting distance between himself and the chains.

But Naruto hadn't only used the chains.

Hadō, Bakudō, and ninjutsu…

He unleashed technique after technique in a dazzling formation, overwhelming Ulquiorra.

These incantation-free spells lacked some power, but for an already-released Ulquiorra, they posed little threat. However, they effectively hindered him.

And that was Naruto's goal—obstruction, not victory through brute force.

Ulquiorra dodged the techniques, zigzagging, but the delay was inevitable.

At that moment.

The chains caught hold of his leg, pulling him back forcefully.

When he turned around, it wasn't just one chain. Nearly ten chains wrapped tightly around him, constricting him.

In seconds, he was fully bound.

And in his ears, Naruto's chant rang out.

"Oh ruler!"

"Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bear the name of Man!"

"On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus. In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens!"

In Naruto's palm, brilliant blue flames gathered.

When the chains had secured their grip, he cast the spell without hesitation.

"Hadō #73. Sōren Sōkatsui (双蓮蒼火墜, Twin Lotus Blue Fire)."

The flames roared forward.

Blue light, smoke, reishi scattering, fragments of shattered chains.

It seemed to have caused significant damage.

But…

Naruto narrowed his eyes, scanning the hazy, barely visible area.

Ulquiorra's spiritual pressure had changed slightly.

It grew stronger and more solid.

Like a mountain looming overhead, casting an enormous shadow.

Even Naruto felt a bit of pressure.

But wasn't the Resurrección their ultimate ability? What kind of transformation was this…

With a wave of his hand, Naruto cleared away the smoke and debris obstructing his view.

Ulquiorra stood in the sky.

His appearance had changed again. His clothes were gone, his Hollow hole had grown darker and deeper, oozing black liquid. His lower body was no longer humanoid, resembling goat legs, and his claws were now twisted and monstrous like a bat's.

He had grown a long, brainless tail with a sharp point at the end.



Most of his body had been obliterated by the previous Hadō, but thanks to his "high-speed regeneration," his flesh writhed and twisted, reforming quickly.

"This transformation…" Naruto muttered in surprise.

Ulquiorra glanced down at his still-recovering body. "I thought I wasn't afraid of death."

"But in that moment, I felt something stir."

"A desire to survive."

"But where does this desire come from?"

His Hollow hole, empty and devoid of answers, remained silent.

"This is my Segunda Etapa," Ulquiorra said softly, his body already fully restored in just a few moments.

Segunda Etapa?

Naruto squinted.

Like the "Bankai" of a Zanpakuto?

Do Arrancar have such an ability? Grimmjow certainly didn't show anything like this.

"I am the only Espada to have mastered this form." The black markings on Ulquiorra's face, resembling tear streaks, quivered as he spoke. "Not even Aizen-sama has seen me like this."

"You are powerful."

"But in this form…"

Before he could finish, Ulquiorra used Sonido, reappearing instantly in front of Naruto, claws raised for a strike.

"Can you defeat me?"

He shouted as his spiritual pressure surged, crashing down like a tidal wave.

Naruto raised his hand, meeting the blow.

Ulquiorra's tail whipped, claws slashed, and occasionally, a Lanza del Relámpago flashed across the sky.

In this form, Ulquiorra's speed, strength, and spiritual pressure had all increased.

Dozens of exchanges passed.

"Aren't you going to release?" Ulquiorra's voice wavered slightly, a mix of confusion and accusation. "Not even drawing your sword?"

"You'll die."

"If you don't release soon, I'll kill you."

Naruto smiled. "A sword should only be drawn at the right moment."

"And you're not worthy of it yet."

Kurama was busy fighting elsewhere, so using his power wasn't an option at the moment.

As for Ashura…

It was still incubating, waiting to emerge after a long period of gestation.

Naruto didn't want to disrupt that process.

He paused briefly, then continued. "Besides…"

"I just wanted to see what your Segunda Etapa could do."

"Did I give you the illusion of being evenly matched, or perhaps even superior?"

Ulquiorra froze.

The blonde boy waved his hand, and golden chains shot forward, piercing Ulquiorra's abdomen.

Almost simultaneously.

Ulquiorra slashed through the chains, but more followed—dozens of them, coiling and wrapping around him.

Naruto appeared beside him with Shunpo.

In his palm, swirling winds converged.

Rasengan.

A tightly condensed ball of spiritual energy, no larger than a fist, glowed blue.

No incantation, no hand seals.

But its power was undiminished.

Naruto slammed it into Ulquiorra's abdomen.

Twisting and grinding, tearing through flesh and bone, disrupting even his spiritual pressure.

"This technique…"

Ulquiorra glanced down, his spiritual energy trembling as he tried to hold his body together.

But…

"Four Symbols Seal."

Naruto's other hand pressed into Ulquiorra's Hollow hole.

Cursed seals spread rapidly across his body.

Ulquiorra struggled.

The second layer of seals followed.

Then the third, fourth, fifth…

He resisted, tearing through the innermost seals, but his violent attempts to break free couldn't keep up with Naruto's relentless sealing. After dozens of seals, his resistance weakened, and his spiritual pressure waned.

Naruto solidified the final layers, sealing him into a scroll.

Segunda Etapa…

A special ability of the Arrancar?

This race had only existed for a short time, and there was still much to study and discover about them.

Back in the false Karakura Town.

Hitsugaya Tōshirō hovered in the air, cradling a body, his eyes filled with rage, hatred, and grief.

"At first, I wanted to recruit her," Aizen said softly, raising his sword with a look of pity. "But unfortunately, Naruto-kun saw through my plan."

"Captain Hitsugaya should be happy."

"The one you care for is protected by someone strong."

"However…"

"Once you're far from him, you seem incapable of protecting her on your own."

Hitsugaya gritted his teeth, his hatred deepening.

Aizen gave a cold smile, lifting his head to look at the elderly man standing before him. "So, Captain-Commander, you've finally decided to act?"

"Too late, I'm afraid."

"You missed your last chance."

He pointed his sword at the Captain-Commander. "Once I defeat you, the Gotei 13 will crumble."

"Don't be so arrogant, youngster." The Captain-Commander raised his eyebrows, his spiritual pressure blazing like fire.

Aizen smiled. "In the Gotei 13, the only person who truly worried me was one."

"And that is Naruto Uzumaki."

"He harbors secrets even I cannot fathom."

"But you, Captain-Commander, though powerful, don't inspire fear."

The Captain-Commander's eyes widened slightly. "I suppose you don't think much of me."

"I've tried many times to get Central 46 to investigate Naruto Uzumaki's secrets," Aizen shook his head. "But every time, you blocked it."

"That…"

"Is your biggest flaw."

"You're too confident."

The Captain-Commander's voice rose, sharp and fierce. "In my thousand years, I've killed every enemy I've faced."

"For someone like you…"

"You're far beneath me. Do you think you can kill me?"

Aizen remained calm. "It's not a question of whether I can kill you."

"Because…"

"I already have."

The Captain-Commander barked, "Nonsense!"

And just as the words left his mouth.

A sharp sound pierced the air—a short blade stabbed through his chest.

Aizen's soft voice whispered close to his ear, "Just like this."

"Captain-Commander, you've lived long enough. It's time for you to end, along with your old era."

"Once you die, I can finally take care of Naruto-kun…"

He was cut off.

The Captain-Commander grabbed his wrist, smiling grimly. "I may die, but it won't be with the 'old era.' I'll take you with me."

"I've got you now, Aizen Sōsuke."

Aizen tilted his head. "Oh? Is that so?"

"What good is it to catch me?"

The Captain-Commander raised his other hand, and from all around the city, pillars of fiery spiritual pressure surged into the sky, enveloping them both.

Aizen's eyes widened in realization as he looked around. "You set this up while your subordinates were being cut down?"

"Impressive, Captain-Commander."

"Among my successors, there are people like you, a despicable monster," the Captain-Commander said, a hint of pride in his voice. "But I'm glad there's also someone like Naruto."

"He is what you pretended to be."

"But you're false."

"He's genuine."

"I'm confident leaving the Seireitei in his hands."

"As for you…"

"You'll burn with me in this 'blazing hell.'"

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