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"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
The sound of something slicing through the air resounded continuously. Huge branches shot towards Baraggan like they had a life of their own. The ground beneath them surged with massive tree trunks, making the earth tremble violently and making it nearly impossible to stand steady.
Baraggan's once imposing figure now seemed like a small boat tossing in a raging sea, dwarfed by the towering trees sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a rain. He struggled to maintain his balance amidst the shaking, his face darkening as he muttered in a hoarse voice, "If my power weren't nearly depleted, this level of attack would be nothing more than a minor inconvenience."
Despite his grumbling, no one could hear his words. The countless branches, as if provoked, rushed toward him with fury!
Baraggan's expression turned grim. He waved his hand forcefully, and a thin, dark mist appeared around him, floating like a ribbon. Whenever a branch tried to attack him, the mist would pierce through it first.
"Schlitz!" "Schlitz!"
The black mist, almost sentient, defended against every branch that approached Baraggan. What was most surprising was that these seemingly powerful trees, once pierced by the mist, would suddenly halt and stand still.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the branches, starting from the black holes created by the mist, were slowly withering. It was as if they had aged thousands of years in an instant, losing moisture, shriveling up, and finally crumbling into dust on the ground.
In the distance, the members of Hueco Mundo were dumbfounded by this scene. Initially, they were awestruck by the grand scale of Nawaki's "Forest Emergence," but now they were stunned by how Baraggan remained unscathed in the face of such an overwhelming attack.
"How... how is this possible? How can that guy be unscathed against Nawaki's attack?" Yahiko exclaimed in disbelief.
Hearing his words, Nagato, who was standing beside him, spoke with a serious expression, "Watch carefully, Yahiko! Look at what happens to the trees that come into contact with that guy!"
Prompted by Nagato's words, Yahiko looked closely and gasped in shock, "What is that... why are the trees turning into dust?"
Yahiko's words echoed the thoughts of many present. The members of Hueco Mundo watched the battle between Nawaki and Baraggan with heavy hearts. While astonished by Baraggan's mysterious power, they also imagined themselves facing either of the two, but the results seemed grim. Whether against Nawaki's vast forest or Baraggan's terrifying, unknown power, the situation seemed dire.
On the battlefield, Nawaki, continuously releasing "Forest Emergence," felt this most acutely. He could sense that whenever the trees attacked Baraggan, the faint connection he felt with them would instantly disappear.
Thinking about this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his teeth clenched, and he continued to pour chakra into "Forest Emergence." As he did, the tremors in the ground intensified. The land was torn apart, chaotic and ravaged, as the furious trees continued to hurl themselves at Baraggan without fear.
Baraggan, facing this endless onslaught, maintained a dark expression, enduring it. Though inwardly frustrated, he stood firmly in place. If it were his former self, such an attack would have been nothing; he would have merely walked towards his enemy, undeterred.
However, now severely weakened, he could only stay put, enduring the repeated provocations of this human brat—a humiliation nearly unbearable for the great Emperor Baraggan! Baraggan manipulated the thin, black mist around him to fend off the giant trees repeatedly.
The two sides were locked in a standoff, seemingly waiting for the other to show a moment of weakness or exhaustion. The ground was now covered with a thick layer of dust from the aged trees. Baraggan stood there, his face dark, staring intently at Nawaki through the giant trees.
Nawaki, on the other hand, was drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot, with strands of hair sticking to his forehead. His hands were tightly clasped together as chakra continued to surge through him, though not as intensely as before.
The members of Hueco Mundo, watching this, were shocked by the power of both combatants, especially Nawaki. The cheerful boy, who often seemed carefree and talkative, had grown so strong. At such a young age, his power was rare in the ninja world, perhaps only rivaled by the former Aizen-sama.
As they thought of this, they glanced at Aizen, who watched the battle with a smile, secretly marveling at his foresight in recognizing the potential in this child from the beginning. 'Was Aizen-sama's is this vision?'
At that moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed! Baraggan took a step forward, his scarred eyes locked onto Nawaki in the distance as he spoke in a deep voice, "I've had enough of this endless provocation. Brat, your power must be nearly depleted by now, right?"
In response, a giant branch shot toward him.
Baraggan casually waved his hand, and the black mist instantly pierced through the massive tree, turning it to dust that scattered on the ground. He smiled cruelly, his cloudy eyes fixed on Nawaki as he rasped, "I remember very clearly; compared to the countless tree attacks at the start, now you can only control a few to attack me."
He continued, "So, you're just a ridiculous human brat. Even if your power is impressive, it's still nothing before my godly power."
As Baraggan spoke, he began to walk towards Nawaki, his footsteps heavy on the already ravaged ground. Each step echoed like the footsteps of death in Nawaki's heart. "I told you, if your strength doesn't satisfy me, I'll make you feel something worse than death."
As he walked, he raised his head slightly, his arrogant eyes fixed on Nawaki, and said coldly, "Unfortunately, you failed to entertain me, so stand there and wait for me to make my move!"
With those words, Baraggan's body suddenly flashed forward, rushing straight at Nawaki!
Seeing this, Nawaki's pupils constricted, and he thought in shock, "No!"
'This guy can still move so fast!'
'No! I have to find a way to defeat him!'
Thinking this, the already exhausted Nawaki's eyes showed determination as he stared at the approaching Baraggan without a trace of fear or retreat.
His hands swiftly formed seals, his fingers positioned in front of his mouth, his chest puffed up, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Fire Release: Great Fire Dragon Flame!"
With his roar, a massive flame erupted from his mouth, transforming into a giant fire dragon that swept towards Baraggan.
The intense flames seemed to scorch the sky, illuminating the distant Hueco Mundo with a red glow.
Everyone was surprised that Nawaki still had the strength to perform such a powerful ninjutsu at this moment.
The roar of the fire dragon echoed across the battlefield. Facing the scorching fire dragon, Baraggan showed no fear. Instead, he arrogantly smirked and said,
"Brat, this is a bit interesting. But it's still useless against me!"
With a wave of his hand, the black mist around him shot towards the much larger flames.
To everyone's astonishment, the raging flames immediately seemed to lose their source of fuel and began to weaken. The fiery dragon gradually shrank into a thin snake, finally dissipating into a wisp of sparks in mid-air.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Nawaki's face darkened to the extreme, while Baraggan proudly laughed.
"Brat, do you think my power is ineffective against flames? There is nothing in this world that can resist my power of aging!"
His words shook everyone present.
The power of aging... Even the elemental properties of chakra can decay. What can possibly rival him?
They glanced at Aizen in the distance, unable to imagine how he defeated Baraggan when he was in full strength.
After finishing his words, Baraggan continued to walk toward Nawaki step by step, a cruel smile on his lips.
Seeing this, Nawaki frowned deeply, trying to move but finding his body exhausted, with almost no chakra left.
Damn it, should I use that move? But even that move might not counter his ability. What a terrifying opponent.
Despite this, he didn't give up. He bit his fingers, removed his shirt, revealing a young yet strong physique.
With resolute eyes, Nawaki quickly smeared blood on his arms and chest, drawing a mysterious seal, and began forming hand seals.
From afar, Aizen watched with interest, his eyes flickering as he murmured with a smile,
"A technique combining sealing jutsu with the Senju clan's bloodline? What a terrifying talent, Nawaki."
A dense, fresh chakra filled with vitality slowly emanated from Nawaki's upper body. With a determined look, he faced the approaching Baraggan and said in a deep voice,
"Baraggan, this time, I'll show Aizen-nii my full strength. Even though you're strong, I hope you can withstand the next move!"
Upon hearing Nawaki's words, Baraggan smirked disdainfully.
"Human brat, don't think you can measure my strength. To me, you are nothing more than ants."
A glint flashed in his eyes as he glanced at Aizen in the distance, his voice darkening.
"And what do you think that man who defeated me will think of you? That man is even more indifferent than I am."
Nawaki paid no attention to Baraggan's words, as he couldn't afford to be distracted.
His face twisted in pain, the skin on his upper body reddening due to the blood flow. Even his previously clear eyes began to glow red.
"This time, I'll show Aizen-nii that I've grown stronger! I'm no longer the useless little brother who hides behind him, letting him bear all the burdens!"
Nawaki shouted with a fierce expression. The red seal on his body began to glow, as if drawing his vitality, and his aura surged.
He suddenly opened his eyes, now glowing with red, and shouted with a garbled voice,
"I will inherit Grandpa's glory and truly bring peace to this world!"
"I will take care of Big Sister! So now, I must prove my strength! I, Senju Nawaki, can do all this!!"
His voice was almost hoarse at the end, reaching an almost terrifying level of intensity. It was hard to imagine that this powerful chakra fluctuation came from a human youth.
In the distance, the people of Hueco Mundo were overwhelmed by the numerous shocks they had experienced today. Nawaki's current strength had reached a level that left them in awe.
Saki watched quietly, a gleam in his pale eyes, thinking,
'You've grown this much, Nawaki. I hope you will remain loyal to Lord Aizen.
Yahiko and Nagato's faces were filled with shock.
"Is that still Nawaki? Why is he so terrifying? Even from this distance, his chakra makes me feel suffocated."
Yahiko said, his face pale.
Nagato's Rinnegan eyes widened as he exclaimed,
"No, it's not like that. That chakra contains a terrifying vitality. How is this possible? Such dense vitality... Could it be caused by Nawaki's blood?!"
Baraggan stood not far from Nawaki, feeling the overwhelming chakra filled with vitality. His face showed a hint of disgust.
"Human brat, with this level of power, I'm a little excited to see what you can do next. Go ahead, impress me. But if you fail, you'll face hell itself!"
Baraggan stared at Nawaki with a deep voice.
Hearing this, Nawaki, who looked like a ferocious beast with red eyes, shouted angrily,
"Take this! Baraggan!"
"Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"
With his roar, he quickly formed seals, and the crimson chakra on his body suddenly burst into light!
"Boom——"
The trees on the ground suddenly snapped and combined to form a massive Thousand-Handed Buddha statue!
The statue was enormous, with many green leaves still clinging to it.
"Boom!"
The gigantic Buddha statue seemed to synchronize with Nawaki's movements. Nawaki, in apparent pain, suddenly punched forward!
"Boom!"
In mid-air, the Thousand-Handed Buddha followed suit, sending hundreds of wooden fists flying towards Baraggan!
The terrifying sight made even Baraggan's face darken. He shouted loudly,
"Power of Aging!!"
The black mist surrounded him, ready to intercept the hundreds of giant wooden fists!
"Splat!" "Splat!" "Splat!"
As the wooden fists approached, the black mist quickly pierced through them. The pierced fists and arms instantly froze, waiting to turn to dust.
However, some of the wooden fists avoided the sparse black mist and smashed towards Baraggan!
"Boom!"
Baraggan was slammed into the ground, causing the entire ground to sink. The turbulent air rolled outward, and dust covered the entire area!
At this point, Nawaki was almost out of energy. Despite his red eyes, he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
"Splat!"
At that moment,
"Respira!"
With an angry shout, a sharp black mist suddenly burst from deep underground, disintegrating everything it touched.
"To think you'd injure me! Unforgivable!"
From deep underground, Baraggan, covered in blood, jumped out, his face full of anger and hatred as he stared at the exhausted Nawaki.
"Die!"
He took a deep breath and exhaled towards the front.
"Respira!"
A pitch-black mist shot from his mouth towards Nawaki. The weakened Thousand-Handed Buddha couldn't resist and was pierced through by the black mist.
Outside, the people of Hueco Mundo watched anxiously, their eyes glued to the situation.
"Enough, you've done well, Nawaki."
At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the wavering Nawaki, gently supporting his still youthful and fragile shoulders. His deep voice filled the air.
Hearing this, the nearly unconscious Nawaki slightly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes glancing at the tall figure. Then, as if at ease, he collapsed toward him.
"Plop!"
Aizen gently caught Nawaki, slowly turning around without any defensive stance. He glanced at Baraggan and said in an indifferent tone,
"Baraggan, do you want to fight me?"
Hearing this, the previously furious Baraggan immediately stopped his actions.
His eyes, filled with anger, met Aizen's, and he instantly backed down. As the most hated enemy, he knew better than anyone how terrifying this man was.