Help! I am bound to Aizen!-Chapter 210

Chapter 210

“Hmm?”

High in midair, Kaelith glanced down at the Ceros fired by the Adjuchas below.

Senzo Tsunayashiro smirked coldly.

With so many Adjuchas launching Ceros at once, even a lieutenant-level Shinigami would be instantly obliterated.

No matter how strong Kaelith might be, he’d have to dodge, right?

During that opening, Senzo could finally release his Zanpakutō… or so he thought.

But then—

To Senzo’s shock, Kaelith didn’t dodge at all.

Instead, he threw his arms wide and lunged straight at Senzo, as if to embrace him.

Though Kaelith was only in his late teens by Shinigami standards—around college age—his physique matched a grown man who has been in the gym for decades.

Spreading his arms so suddenly left Senzo no room to escape.

Whump!

Kaelith wrapped Senzo in a massive bear hug.

“?!”

The older Shinigami had no time to react to such a bizarre move.

He instinctively tried flaring his Reiatsu, attempting to break Kaelith’s hold.

“No! Don’t leave me Grandpa, let me fix your back!!”

Kaelith gave a roar, tightening his grip further.

His ironclad arms crushed Senzo’s lanky frame as though he intended to fuse them into one body.

Senzo’s eyes nearly popped from his skull.

Every ancient bone in his body creaked under that crushing force.

A heartbeat later, more than twenty colossal Ceros—thick as water barrels—swallowed both men in a blinding surge of energy.

Aizen stood below, momentarily speechless at the sheer recklessness on display.

Even Szayelaporro, clashing with Baraggan in the distance, glanced skyward.

His new boss’s fighting style was certainly… spirited.

On the ground, Harribel’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Had that Shinigami named Kaelith just sacrificed himself along with the enemy?

In the stunned silence, the barrage of Ceros burned from thick pillars down to faint beams before vanishing into the air.

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Two figures reemerged.

Senzo Tsunayashiro’s once-glorious white hair was half burned away.

His Shihakushō hung in ragged shreds, revealing scorched flesh beneath.

While the injuries weren’t fatal, the grand, elder aura he projected before was all but gone.

By contrast, Kaelith—who’d long since torn off his own shirt—looked hardly different.

His bare upper body remained solid and unscathed, shimmering slightly with Reiatsu.

“Rrraaaagh!”

Finally free from Kaelith’s grasp, Senzo lost all composure, unleashing a roar of sheer rage.

“What, you planning to bite me?!”

Kaelith sprang back, looking alarmed.

He struck a wary pose.

“Kaelith! I will kill you… No, I must kill you!”

Senzo’s hair hung wildly around his face as he snarled.

Then he snapped back to his senses—this was the perfect chance to release his Zanpakutō.

He raised it hastily.

“Leap—”

“Hadō #90: Kurohitsugi.”

A calm, unhurried voice spoke behind Kaelith. Aizen emerged, weaving threads of black energy that soared upward and formed layered barriers around Senzo, sealing him in an instant.

“Kaelith, don’t give him any chance to move!”

In a flash, Aizen joined Kaelith’s side.

“Senzo Tsunayashiro used his authority in the Great Spirit Library to erase all records of his Zanpakutō’s powers.

It must be something unusual.

If possible, don’t let him release it.”

“Got it!” Kaelith nodded.

While they spoke, the black coffin gradually dissipated.

Senzo Tsunayashiro stood revealed, no additional wounds on his body.

A dense, formidable layer of Reiatsu coated him entirely.

It resembled Kaelith’s own Reiatsu barrier, but Aizen noticed right away that it operated on a different principle.

Kaelith’s spiritual membrane was formed by combining his inner power—what he called “Domain”—with Reiatsu, allowing it to shift instantly as needed, whether blanketing his entire body or concentrating on a single point.

A technique like that implied advanced mastery.

Senzo, however, simply unleashed a massive external surge of Reiatsu, forming a protective buffer around his body.

It reminded Kaelith of what happened when Zaraki Kenpachi removed his eyepatch—an overwhelming flood of spiritual pressure.

But how was this old man able to unleash such a torrent on the spot, without any visible preparation? It didn’t seem to strain him at all.

Kaelith smacked his lips in amazement.

“Damn, the old guy really lives up to the saying ‘Only the sly survive to old age!’

That’s an insane level of Reiatsu… Not many in the Soul Society could stand on par with him.”

He scratched his head.

“Though, he still doesn’t compare to my own geezer.

When it comes to old devils, my teacher reigns supreme!”

Aizen fell silent.

By now, Senzo’s blinding pillar of spiritual power had everyone’s attention.

The Hollows who’d already been eyeing these Shinigami with hostility gaped in shock.

Baraggan rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

He had indeed considered betraying this group once they wore each other down—especially after witnessing Kaelith and Aizen momentarily overwhelm Senzo.

But seeing Senzo’s true prowess made him reconsider.

Though he was old, he was no toothless tiger…

Sensing the stares from all around, Senzo was pleased with himself despite his earlier embarrassment—and breathed a small sigh of relief.

He couldn’t risk dragging this out any longer.

Even if Kaelith and Aizen were genuinely captain-class, he needed to prove his own power, cowing any “allies” who might get ideas.

He had to end this fight decisively.

Bathed in raging Reiatsu, Senzo Tsunayashiro raised his Zanpakutō.

“Leap and dazzle, Reverse Tide!”

Kaelith flung Rixiang Jimie.

Aizen fired Raikōhō.

Yet backed by the explosive force of Senzo’s surging Reiatsu, neither attack managed to break his concentration.

Kaelith jerked the chain, recalling Rixiang Jimie to his hand.

Senzo’s wave of spiritual energy shielded him too well, a seemingly endless supply of raw force that neither Kaelith nor Aizen could pierce outright.

As they watched him, Senzo sneered and gave his blade a small flourish.

Aizen flickered forward, positioning himself in front of Kaelith.

With his superior analytical skills, he could gauge Senzo’s Zanpakutō at close range—figure out what power it held.

But no sooner had he moved than Kaelith grabbed him by the collar and hurled him backward.

Aizen: “…”