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After Yoruichi made sure that Loba was completely down, she approached the woman who was now back to her mostly human appearance.

She checked once again to be sure that the girl was out cold. After all, it wouldn’t be funny if she went down because she let down her guard.

In order to triple-check, she added a few Bakudo, in order to completely seal her.

“So…Are you going to fight me?”

Yoruichi looked up in direction of the new arrival. The one known as Tier.

“As long as you do not hurt her further, I have no reason to act.”

“Heh…”

Yoruichi chortled. “Don’t worry. My man will have a great interest in your friend so no harm will be done to her.”

Tier frowned, displeased by the way Yoruichi was clearly belittling her. But there was nothing she could do outside of keeping it in.

Behind her, her three friends who were a little groggy but now awake growled a little but they also did not attack. They had witnessed the end of the fight and knew that they would have to bet their lives if they wanted to escalate the situation.

It didn’t help that they could feel Espada being purified one after another.

As for Barragan, it seemed like he had no intention to even fight. They could see some kind of time barrier erected in the zone belonging to him, but there was no reverberation of an ongoing fight.

Meanwhile, Ulquiorra could not be found.

Tier was helpless. Neliel was captured. Nnoitra died and Grimmjow was a traitor.

All the top-ranked Espada were down and the remaining Espada were being eliminated.

They could feel it. They had lost.

Of course, reversal was not impossible.

Everything would depend on one fight. Victory or defeat will be decided by the clash of those two powerhouse.

Aizen Sosuke

Satoru Gojo.

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"It seems like your new toy didn't last long."

Floating in the air near the ceiling Gojo looked down on Aizen who was still sitting on his throne with a mocking expression.

The two of them had observed silently as Yoruichi fought against Lobs, neither of them intent on intervening.

For Gojo, it was out of trust. There was simply no way Yoruichi would lose to q newly born Arrancar.

Even in the worst case where she lost, no one could stop a fleeing Yoruichi. Even Gojo would have z hard time catching up to her if he didn't use some special means.

For Aizen, the reason was far simpler. Everything was but an experiment for him. He felt no love nor attachment to any of them.

Even if all Arrancars were to die, it wouldn't be a problem. After all, he already found what he wished for.

"It's indeed a shame. I had prepared her, especially for you and some special friends coming from afar."

"Oh?"

Gojo narrowed his eyes. He understood very well that Loba had been created with the power to devour Reishi in order to deal with him.

Of course, now that Gojo could use the full might of Limitless, even without Reishi he was still a top-tier captain. But it would still be troublesome.

'If I have waited ten or so more years before coming it would have been a pain.'

But there was something else in Aizen's words that really intrigued him.

"Special friends?"

Loba had been created to deal with him because he used Reishi as his main source of power.

In this universe, there was only one race that also mainly used Reishi.

"The Quincys are back? Is the so-called King already awake?"

"I see that your time on earth wasn't spent fruitlessly."

"Don't you find it amusing? An ever-growing enemy is coming but the Soul Society is as weak as it has ever been. Despite this weakness. They wallow in their own ignorance, acting as if they are still the King of the world."

A snarl formed naturally on his face,

"We live in a society filled with nothing but lies and illusions. Like an ostrich, we push our heads in the sand and refuse to observe the world around us. This is why…"

"This is why you want to become the new god of the Soul Society."

"... Indeed."

"You know, I have always been curious. Just why? Why do you think you need to become a god? Why did you act without care for all the evils you did? It would be a shame to know your reasoning before I end your life."

Aizen's smirk stretched further as he stood up, "Why you ask?"

He began to walk towards Gojo, his eyes filled with calmness and assurance,

"Because I can. Nothing more."

"Oh?"

"What? Did you expect some kind of sad story like my dear friend Kaname? Or perhaps a twisted feeling of bringing evil, like Tokinada?"

Aizen shook his head, "There is nothing more unsightly and vile than someone who can change the world, accepting to stay under the order of "that" Thing."

Aizen nearly spat, absolute disgust and loathing etched on his face.

"Strong people should always speak about how the world should be and mold it by following their visions rather than staying in a worthless status quo. What do you think, Satoru Gojo?"

Gojo stayed silent before sighing, "Had we met under different circumstances, we might have become friends."

Aizen smiled regretfully, "This is truly quite a shame."

No more words were necessary. At the end of this fight, only one of them would walk out alive.

[Are you going to use Limitless?]

{No.}

[Are you looking down at him?]

{Not at all. It’s just. This is the first true enemy we had in Soul Society. I want to take him down not as Satoru Gojo the sorcerer. But Satoru Gojo, the shinigami. Will you lend me your strength?}

[Ah…What kind of question is this?]

Gojo’s Reiatsu increased while large wings of light and a halo above his head appeared, filling the world with darkness.

[After all…]

{Through heaven and earth…}

[{Only We are the honored Ones!}]

It was time to end this ill-fated relationship.