Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 208

Chapter 208

“Trident… Mist Halberd!”

Harribel raised her massive bone sword, pointing it at several Hollows rushing toward her.

A dense mist, compressed by her Reiatsu, burst forth in an instant.

Countless droplets scattered from the blade, forming a spray of tiny water bullets that exploded into thick, billowing smoke.

Several Adjuchas were hurled backward from the cloud, shrieking in pain, their bodies riddled with small, deep punctures.

A nightmare for those with trypophobia—yet a grim triumph for her.

Next, Harribel lifted her sword overhead, tracing a half-circle in the air.

A sharp stream of water flowed along with her sweeping motion.

Once accelerated, it splintered into dozens of slicing water blades that shot out in all directions.

“Aaargh!”

Fresh cries of agony rose from the Adjuchas.

In no time, some lost limbs, and many suffered severe organ damage.

Harribel swung her bone sword downward.

“Move!”

Her imposing aura made her seem unstoppable.

Yet the Adjuchas glanced around at one another without backing off.

At first, they’d been terrified of Harribel. Even under Baraggan’s orders, most had been too frightened to charge in.

But after a while, they noticed her fatal flaw:

She refused to kill Hollows.

Even if they lunged at her with murderous intent, Harribel would only wound, never kill.

All those who had collapsed just now were still alive—mostly lightly injured. (Note: Severing limbs doest matter much to a hollow, so it is a "light injury")

What reassured them even more was that Harribel wouldn’t consume their power either.

At the Adjuchas level, being wounded by another Hollow—who might devour the flesh around the injury or absorb the spiritual essence from the wound—could doom one to regress into a Gillian, losing all hope of further evolution.

But Harribel, who only inflicted wounds without absorbing power, was a rarity they had never encountered.

This strange benevolence actually stoked the Adjucha’s fighting spirit.

If you won’t absorb our power, then we’ll absorb yours.

If anyone managed to land a blow on this Vasto Lorde and consume her strength…

Just thinking about it filled the Adjuchas with excitement.

Seeing their refusal to retreat, Harribel shook her head in exasperation.

Her belief in “self-sacrifice” always seemed to invite opponents who took advantage of it.

Still, that might work in her favor.

If these Hollows weren’t all beaten, Baraggan would be less inclined to make a personal move.

The more time she could buy, the better chance Sunsun had of rescuing their comrades.

I hope everything goes well on Sunsun’s side, Harribel thought, once again raising her blade.

…

On a high platform, Baraggan observed the scene.

“What a ridiculous conviction.”

“Once you become my subordinate, I’ll rid you of that revolting ideal, one step at a time.”

Even as he spoke, a figure appeared beside him.

Long pink hair with golden highlights, white bone-framed glasses—Szayelaporro.

“Well, well. I wondered why you summoned me so urgently.”

“So it was for a prime specimen, hmm?”

He smiled at Harribel on the plaza below.

Baraggan chuckled. “Perfect timing.”

“Szayelaporro, show me your power. Go defeat Harribel, crush her foolish pride!”

Szayelaporro turned his head, eyeing Baraggan coolly.

After a few seconds, he smiled and nodded.

“Alright.”

He raised an arm, drawing the blade at his hip. Off in the distance, Senzo Tsunayashiro, who had been watching, frowned in distaste.

A mere Hollow, imitating a Shinigami’s Zanpakutō…

How revolting.

Down on the plaza, where Harribel was still battling the Adjuchas, she abruptly looked up at Szayelaporro.

The moment he drew his sword, his presence surged, magnifying to an alarming degree.

That sense of a razor at her throat made her break into a cold sweat.

He’s strong…

He’s on the same Vasto Lorde tier as I am?

No—that pressure suggests he’s even stronger.

A fighter this powerful is serving under Baraggan?

A trace of wariness appeared in Harribel’s eyes.

With such a formidable opponent stepping in, she’d have to alter her plan.

Mila and Apacci must be rescued.

Sunsun couldn’t be abandoned, either.

If someone had to be sacrificed, it might as well be me.

Taking a deep breath, Harribel steeled herself for a life-or-death struggle.

Dying in battle here might buy Sunsun and the others enough time to escape.

She set her sword horizontally, prepared to face Szayelaporro’s onslaught.

Then, to her astonishment, Szayelaporro smiled and suddenly swung his blade backward—

Crack!

Two of Baraggan’s bony fingers went flying through the air.

Though the skeletal face showed no clear expression, the fury pouring from him was palpable.

“Szayelaporro… what do you think you’re doing?!”

Despite the ambush, Baraggan still sat on his throne with regal composure.

But the moment he gripped his enormous battle-axe, it was clear he wouldn’t remain passive.

Szayelaporro gave a delighted laugh.

“Oho… Baraggan, you make a marvelous sight. But that question is so dull.”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m betraying you.”

Baraggan slowly rose to his feet, spiritual pressure surging around him.

“Betrayal… you intend to take Las Noches for yourself?”

Szayelaporro shook his head. “No, I’ve found a new boss.”

Boss?

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Baraggan didn’t know the word, but from the context, it had to mean Szayelaporro had a new master.

Enraged, he let out a resentful laugh.

“In Las Noches, I am the strongest. I hold the greatest authority.

And beneath me, you were the strongest among the rest.

If you wanted to carve out your own domain, I might respect it.

But you have the gall to pledge yourself to someone else? Absurd!”

Szayelaporro only smiled wider.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that. My new leader is far more interesting than you.

And the prospects are far better.”

“Utter nonsense!”

Baraggan roared, leveling his colossal axe at Szayelaporro.

At once, a dark red and black Cero burst forth.

Anticipating this, Szayelaporro swung his sword, diverting the beam aside.

Boom!

The massive Cero slammed into Senzo Tsunayashiro’s tower.

Two figures emerged from the rubble.

Before anyone could fully grasp what happened, Szayelaporro chuckled, pointing:

“See that sneaky fellow over there, creeping around like a thief?

He’s my new boss.”