Chapter 178: Submission
Hold on!
Oswell cried out in his heart as his inky black Reiatsu surged like a raging tide, rapidly engulfing his bone armor.
Crack!
A sharp, resounding shatter suddenly echoed.
Did it hold...?
Encased in white sand, Oswell felt a fleeting moment of relief.
But in the next instant, as a searing pain shot across his face, his smile vanished without a trace.
"I still couldn't block it! This Shinigami is too strong!"
He gritted his teeth, the crushing force distorting his face beneath the mask.
Masatsuki Aozaki seized his face and mercilessly lifted him high above his head once more. Then, with a powerful swing of both hands, he hurled Oswell like a bowling ball thrown with all his might—straight into the horde of Hollows gathered on the Las Noches side.
A series of heavy thuds followed. Several powerful and high-ranking Adjuchas were instantly reduced to nothing but a mist of crimson blood.