Shinigami: Medicine Can't Save The Soul Reaper Society

"Boom!!!"

With a casual lift of his zanpakutō, Aizen effortlessly deflected Hiyori's strike. His tone was tinged with amusement as he spoke.

"How interesting. You claim to detest this power, yet you wield it with such proficiency now."

"Who the hell likes this power?!" Hiyori roared, her voice trembling with fury. "I'm just going to make sure you die under it, you bastard!"

Her zanpakutō, resembling a massive cleaver, swung towards Aizen once more.

However, to the astonishment of the other members of the Visored, Aizen simply raised his empty left hand, lightly pinching the blade of Hiyori's zanpakutō—one imbued with a spiritual pressure equal to that of a Captain's level—between two fingers.

A faint smile curved across his lips. In a single fluid motion, Aizen swung his own zanpakutō towards Hiyori, who was suspended mid-air.

"Shlck!"

A spray of blood painted the air.

"An evolved ant leaping at a dragon is an act of utter futility—it cannot even evade what's to come..."

Aizen's calm, unhurried voice echoed, and Hiyori felt everything slipping away. Even the familiar calls of her comrades seemed to grow increasingly distant.

"Hiyori! Damn it..."

"Aizen Sōsuke's strength is absurd! Everyone, be careful! He's far beyond the level of an ordinary Captain!"

"Seinosuke, hurry! Start treating Hiyori!"

As Hiyori collapsed, the rest of the Visored immediately underwent hollowification and released their zanpakutō. Together, they launched an all-out assault on Aizen.

Amidst the clash of immense spiritual pressures, the battlefield erupted into chaos. The overwhelming spiritual energy of the Visored and Aizen made the spiritual pressure of Koga and Muramasa, who were observing nearby, seem utterly insignificant in comparison.

Watching the fight unfold, Koga felt an overwhelming sense of inadequacy, as if even attempting to join the battle would be futile.

'Damn it... How can he be this monstrously strong?!'

Quickly retreating with Muramasa in tow, Koga couldn't help but glance back at the battlefield. Even while surrounded by a group of Captain-class combatants, Aizen remained serene and unperturbed, as if the entire encounter were beneath him.

For a brief moment, Koga thought he saw Aizen's gaze, full of amusement, sweep across the battlefield and land directly on him. That mocking look sent a chill down Koga's spine, and he instinctively turned away, pressing a hand to the bloody wound in his chest. Without hesitation, he activated shunpo, fleeing towards the villa as fast as he could.

"Senju Makoto!"

"Aizen seems to have a particular interest in Makoto. We must get him under control!"

As Koga fled, a colossal barrier suddenly rose around Aizen.

"This is..."

Koga, an expert in kido, instantly recognized the spell. It was a high-level kido barrier, the kind only used by the most skilled Grand Kido Chiefs.

'Could this mean Tessai Tsukabishi and Ushōda Hachigen are here too?!'

The realization pushed Koga to increase his speed. He knew this place was about to become the epicenter of a massive storm.

Just as Koga had predicted, the appearance of numerous Gillian-class hollows in Karakura Town had already alerted the Gotei 13. The spiritual pressure unleashed by the conflict between Aizen and the Visored, coupled with the Visored's presence, drew the attention of every Shinigami in the area like moths to a flame.

Recognizing the potential disruption, Tessai and Hachigen had constructed the barrier to isolate the battlefield, containing Aizen while preventing interference from the Captains stationed nearby. After all, the Gotei 13 viewed the Visored as targets to be eliminated as well.

Moreover, the strange events of the "hollowification incident" had led the Visored to suspect that Aizen's zanpakutō had far more terrifying abilities than he had disclosed—possibly the power to create illusions.

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At the same time, in Karakura Town, a newly opened senkaimon revealed an elegant figure stepping out. Her hands gripped a zanpakutō with an unusually curved blade.

Unohana Retsu.

As soon as she arrived, the air seemed to grow heavy with her blood-red spiritual pressure, which spread behind her like a dense, viscous tide.

A member of the Onmitsukidō, trembling slightly, appeared before her and stammered out a report.

"Captain Unohana, we've located a target believed to be Kuchiki Koga."

Without raising her gaze, Unohana softly asked, "What about Makoto?"

The Onmitsukidō member immediately lowered their head further, swallowing nervously before replying.

"We... we haven't located him yet. But Lord Soi Fon is already tracking Kuchiki Koga."

Unohana inhaled deeply, exhaled slowly, and uttered two simple words:

"Lead me."

"Yes, Captain!"

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Meanwhile, in the villa.

Makoto stretched his fatigued body and rolled his stiff neck before leisurely removing a pair of disposable gloves. His eyes drifted towards the city center, where a storm of spiritual pressure was brewing.

The bursts of overwhelming spiritual pressure didn't escape Makoto's perception. Thanks to the bracelet Gin had given him, he was also fully aware of everything happening around Aizen.

Using bait to lure hollows to Karakura Town was already troublesome enough. But the escalating conflict between Aizen and the Visored was even more frustrating.

After all, the Visored were Makoto's primary source of spiritual energy for cultivating his "Seeds of the Forest." The loss of even one of them would be a significant setback.

However, when the clash began, Makoto had been at a critical stage in his research on Senbonzakura's spiritual form. Missing this opportunity might mean never having another chance to study such a unique material.

Thus, the chaos outside failed to disrupt Makoto's focus.

While others fought tooth and nail in Karakura Town, Makoto maintained his concentration, delving deeper into Senbonzakura's secrets. He meticulously examined every facet of the zanpakutō, determined to understand it completely.

Despite his renowned speed in researching spiritual forms, it was only now that he had barely finished.

At that moment, Shinro Bansho flew in through the window, urgently interrupting him.

"Master! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Kuchiki Koga is on his way back!"

Makoto's face darkened instantly.

He hadn't even had time to dress the still-unclothed Senbonzakura!

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