Chapter 408: Don’t Think Wearing Glasses Will Save You
"The one who cut me last time was Yamamoto, okay? You guys were the ones who got killed by that brat."
The white-haired, dark-skinned young man shot back defiantly, a flicker of anger in his eyes.
"I wasn’t even conscious last time, so it doesn’t count!"
Furōfushi Saitō growled viciously, as if she wanted to tear the other apart.
Batsu’unsai Katori frowned, speaking with deep concern.
"But if that kid isn’t here, Soul Society might really be in danger this time."
Her voice was thick with worry.
Furōfushi Saitō glanced around.
Hell hadn’t just sent them—the original captains. Alongside them were monstrous beings led by the former King of Hueco Mundo, now a Hell Prisoner, as well as more than thirty captain-class Togabitos.
Everyone’s expression turned grim. They were starting to grasp just how dire the situation was.
Furōfushi Saitō clicked her tongue, clearly displeased.
"Old man Yamamoto, seriously... His Bankai is so powerful, but he can only use it for such a short time."