Chapter 560 - 560 May I Follow You Again In The Next Life?

"Is that so? Returned from the depths of hell? Then I'll send you back to hell again!"

Nnoitra said coldly.

"You'll have to be able to do that first."

Ashido pointed his sword at Nnoitra and said: "You have four hands, don't you? That was the first one. Next, I'll cut off your remaining arms, one by one!"

"Hah? Cut off my remaining arms? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Nnoitra said with a disdainful look: "The arm you cut off was the first... but it was also the last! No, to be precise..."

As he spoke, Nnoitra concentrated his Reiatsu towards the severed arm stump. The granulation tissue at the stump squirmed...

"You can't cut off even one arm!"

As soon as Nnoitra finished speaking, a complete arm grew back from the severed point, and he used his Reiatsu to condense another giant scythe.

"What?!"

Ashido was shocked, then said with a grim expression: "You bastard... are you a mantis or a gecko..."

"Shinigami! Today I'll show you… your strength is far inferior to mine!!"

Nnoitra shouted loudly and charged at Ashido again.

Swish!

After getting close, Nnoitra once again swung his giant scythe at Ashido.

Bang!!!

Ashido crossed his sword to block, but Nnoitra sent him flying directly.

Boom!

Ashido's body flew a great distance, only stopping after smashing through a large boulder and being buried under the rubble.

"Hey! Shinigami! You're too weak! You flew so far! How are you going to cut off my arms like that? Or are you just... afraid and trying to run away?!"

Nnoitra laughed wantonly and mockingly.

Boom!

A powerful Reiatsu suddenly erupted. The rubble was blasted away. Then a figure shot instantly in front of Nnoitra, preparing to strike with his sword.

"You bastard..."

Nnoitra cried out in shock and anger, then swung all four arms simultaneously.

Swish—

The four giant scythes had a clear division of labor: one blocked Ashido's Zanpakuto, while the other three attacked three different vital points on Ashido from three different directions.

"Ha!"

Seeing this, Ashido roared and concentrated all his strength and conviction into a single slash.

Ashido could feel that this slash was the fastest and strongest of his life!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Four flashes of blade light, so fast they seemed simultaneous, struck Nnoitra's four scythes.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Four clear metallic collisions rang out as Ashido's Zanpakuto struck Nnoitra's four scythes. Nnoitra's four scythes were almost simultaneously repelled by Ashido's blade.

"Now!"

In Ashido's view, with the four giant scythes repelled, Nnoitra had no ability to counterattack. So Ashido quickly seized the opportunity and slashed at Nnoitra again.

Clang—

An arm appeared from somewhere and blocked Ashido's Zanpakuto.

"What?!" Ashido was greatly shocked.

Swish—

As Ashido cried out in surprise, another arm emerged from somewhere, swinging a giant scythe at Ashido.

Schlick!!!

The giant scythe blade instantly pierced Ashido's body.

"Fool! I told you long ago, you can't cut off even one arm. And... just so you know, sorry, Shinigami, I forgot to tell you earlier... I actually have six arms!"

Nnoitra showed a mocking smile.

"Ugh!"

Ashido spat out a mouthful of blood, then slowly looked down. He saw that two more arms had grown from Nnoitra's ribs at some point.

"Wh... what?! H-he has six arms?!!"

Gantenbainne not far away also exclaimed in shock.

Even Gantenbainne, a fellow Arrancar of Las Noches, was learning for the first time that Nnoitra had six arms after his Resurrección.

Scrape—

Nnoitra pulled the scythe blade out of Ashido's body. Blood spurted from the wound.

Thud!

Ashido's body collapsed to the ground once more.

"It's over! Shinigami!"

Nnoitra raised his scythe towards Ashido on the ground and said: "Even if I left you alone, you'd probably die slowly from your injuries. But killing a defeated opponent with my own hands has always been my pleasure. So... you said you returned from the depths of hell earlier? Then I'll send you back to hell right now..."

Having said that, Nnoitra brought his scythe down on Ashido.

The scythe blade grew larger and larger in Ashido's pupils, yet he felt no fear. Instead, he closed his eyes. The figures of Toshiro, Sojiro, and other comrades flashed through his mind once more.

'I'm sorry, Captain. Ashido has let down your expectations again. I'll go on ahead. I hope I can follow you again in my next life...'

Swish!

Just as Nnoitra's scythe was about to fall on Ashido, a figure appeared instantly. A slender, small hand reached out and firmly grasped Nnoitra's scythe.

"Who!?"

Seeing the suddenly appearing figure, Nnoitra was greatly shocked.

"Captain?!!"

Hearing Nnoitra's startled cry, Ashido instinctively opened his eyes. Then he saw Toshiro and Nel, whom Toshiro was holding in his arms.

"Yo... you are... Hitsugaya Toshiro?!!"

Hearing Ashido's words, Nnoitra also remembered the identity of the young man before him.

After recalling Toshiro's identity, Nnoitra instinctively wanted to pull his scythe back and retreat.

However, Nnoitra found that Toshiro's slender, small hand gripped his giant scythe like iron pincers. No matter how much force he used, he couldn't pull the scythe back from Toshiro's grasp.

"Tch!"

Thinking of the terrifying rumors about Toshiro and unable to retrieve his scythe, Nnoitra clicked his tongue in shock and anger, then simply abandoned the scythe held by Toshiro and instantly retreated.

Seeing Nnoitra decisively abandon his scythe and retreat, Toshiro casually threw Nnoitra's scythe back at him.

Whoosh—

The giant scythe, carrying a howling gale, instantly shot towards Nnoitra.

Bang!!!

Nnoitra had no time to dodge. He was directly hit by his own giant scythe and sent crashing into a nearby wall.

Toshiro didn't even glance at him. He immediately turned his gaze to Ashido, who was severely wounded and lying on the ground.

"Hey, Ashido. Giving up hope so easily... I'm very disappointed in you. Didn't you know that if you just held on, everyone would come to save you?"

Toshiro frowned, his expression a mixture of worry and reproach.