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A light breeze blew across the field, lifting some dust and thickening the tense atmosphere.
On the field, Baraggan and Nawaki stood facing each other from a distance, each with a completely different mindset.
For Nawaki, this was a battle to prove himself in front of Aizen. Even though his opponent's strength might be terrifying, he couldn't afford to lose this fight, as it was a matter of the honor of the Senju clan!
On the other hand, Baraggan didn't regard Nawaki with any seriousness. In this world, only Aizen and Ulquiorra were worth his attention.
As the former king of Hueco Mundo, Baraggan's ambition lay beyond this world, intending to seize it entirely for himself. That was the goal of Emperor Baraggan.
As for this kid in front of him, he probably wasn't even as significant as an ant in the grand scheme of things.
With this thought, Baraggan cast a disdainful glance at Nawaki in the distance.
At that moment, Nawaki also looked at Baraggan seriously, their gazes locking in mid-air.
In an instant, they seemed to understand each other's intentions.
The battle was about to begin!
Bang!
Nawaki's expression tightened as he stomped hard on the ground, launching himself toward Baraggan like a cannonball.
Facing the rapidly approaching Nawaki, Baraggan remained arrogant, narrowing his scarred eyes slightly, and sneered.
"Whatever you do is meaningless to me. Even though my current strength is less than a thousandth of what it once was, defeating me is nothing but an impossible daydream for you."
Nawaki's face remained tense, ignoring Baraggan's words.
As he charged, Nawaki crossed his fingers and shouted, "Shadow Clone Technique!"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
As his words fell, several light popping sounds echoed across the field, and five clouds of white smoke rose suddenly!
From the smoke emerged five figures identical to Nawaki, all charging toward Baraggan.
Seeing this, Baraggan's murky eyes quickly scanned the figures, dismissively saying, "So this is the ninjutsu Ulquiorra mentioned, just a ridiculous trick."
"If my body wasn't limited, he wouldn't have succeeded so easily... But even so, dealing with you, a human brat, is more than enough."
He waved his hand sharply, a cold glint in his eyes as he spoke in a hoarse, low voice.
"Watch closely, human child. This is the power of a god!"
As he finished speaking, a thin, black smoke as fine as silk suddenly appeared around him.
The smoke floated around him like a thin, black ribbon, encircling Baraggan entirely.
The moment the black smoke appeared, everyone in Las Noches observing the battle was shocked!
Sasori and Kakuzu maintained expressionless faces, but their gazes toward Baraggan grew serious and cautious.
Jinnai frowned slightly, thinking to himself.
'What is that black smoke floating around him? Just looking at it from a distance gives off a strong sense of foreboding, as if... the body instinctively fears that black smoke.'
He glanced subtly at Ulquiorra, who stood expressionless beside Aizen, and muttered under his breath.
"Baraggan and Ulquiorra... Who are you two really?"
Meanwhile, Nagato, who had been observing the battlefield with his Rinnegan, became visibly uneasy.
His face pale, Nagato stared at the black smoke, muttering, "How can there be something like this... This is bad... Nawaki can't defeat this guy..."
Hearing Nagato's muttering, Yahiko and Konan looked at him with concern, unable to resist asking.
"What is it, Nagato? Why do you say that? Is that guy really that powerful?"
Nagato's face remained tense, his Rinnegan fixated on the battlefield, speaking slowly and seriously.
"You noticed that black smoke, right?"
Yahiko and Konan nodded slightly, and Nagato continued.
"My eyes can't see through that black smoke, but I can clearly feel the deathly stillness in it... It feels like there's no life in it at all!"
"Even though it's just a thin wisp, I can feel that it's something we absolutely can't touch... If we do, something terrible will definitely happen!"
Hearing Nagato's words, Yahiko and Konan's faces turned pale.
In recent years, as Nagato's strength increased, they had grown accustomed to trusting his judgment. Hearing him speak like this, they nervously looked at the battlefield, silently rooting for Nawaki.
On the field, Nawaki's shadow clones assumed various combat stances, attacking Baraggan from different angles!
After seeing the black smoke around Baraggan, they all took precautions.
However, unexpectedly, the black smoke suddenly expanded, from initially surrounding Baraggan within a meter to nearly ten meters!
Caught off guard, several shadow clones were immediately engulfed by the black smoke.
The moment they touched it, the clones exploded into white smoke.
Seeing this, Baraggan's lips curled into a cruel smile, muttering in a hoarse voice.
"As expected, just a mere trick. In the face of my aging power, no one can resist this ability!"
The spectators outside the field were stunned by the scene.
Inside, Nawaki, hidden in the shadows, showed a slight change in expression. The information from his shadow clones made him deeply shocked.
Can he cause decay and death in an instant? What kind of ability is this!?
As Nawaki pondered in shock, Baraggan narrowed his eyes, looking at where Nawaki was hiding, and sneered.
"Human child, why are you hiding there?"
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but if you don't show me the full power of ninjutsu, I promise your fate will be worse than death."
Baraggan sneered, his murky eyes full of mockery as he looked at Nawaki's hiding spot.