Chapter 218: Disgust
Masatsuki Aozaki's expression remained unchanged. It didn't matter how many people came—once they had witnessed Kyōka Suigetsu, escape was impossible.
An unconscious shift in perception took hold in everyone's minds.
Half of the guards and death dealers began to show signs of transformation—green skin and eerie orange-red eye sockets, the unmistakable traits of monsters. Their bodies instinctively succumbed to fear.
They didn't even realize the abnormal changes unfolding before them. Instead, they threw themselves into battle, swinging their Zanpakutōs with all their strength—against their own comrades.
At the end of the corridor, in the depths of the shadows, Masatsuki Aozaki sheathed his Zanpakutō. His figure gradually faded into nothingness.
The howling storm and the monstrous horde engulfed the guards and death dealers, leaving them with no escape. Overwhelmed by the fear of death, their adrenaline surged, driving them into a frenzy. They leaped into the air, Zanpakutōs flashing coldly as they struck. Reiatsu cut through the atmosphere, and the scattering blue Reishi clung to their blades.
Madness granted them unprecedented strength, but their blades were turned on the wrong enemy. No matter how fiercely they fought, in the end, Masatsuki Aozaki remained unscathed.
Moving effortlessly through the chaos, he evaded their frenzied attacks, occasionally channeling the power of the Hōgyoku to Hollowfy the fallen guards.
It was merely a passing thought—something done out of convenience.
They were destined to die regardless, so why not ensure they served a purpose before their end?
The attic was hollow. Masatsuki Aozaki leaped out of the corridor into the empty air, where Reishi quickly gathered beneath his feet, forming footholds. He strode through the sky, guided by his vast Reiatsu perception, which encompassed the entire attic.