Chapter 613 - 613 Wolves Don't Howl Alone

"King of Hueco Mundo, in the end, you are nothing more than a tiny life that fears death and shuns aging..." Hachigen lamented.

"No. 2 is dead, and you don't say a word? How heartless..." Starrk glanced at Aizen in the distance and murmured to himself with a sense of sorrow for the fallen.

Then Starrk turned to look at his opponents, Aikawa and Otoribashi, and said: "Although I don't like words like 'revenge'... but..."

As he spoke, Starrk walked towards Aikawa and Otoribashi.

"Oh my, oh my, Baraggan actually died just like that," Gin said with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey, we're still in the middle of a fight. Where are you looking?" Shinji took advantage of Gin's lament to slash directly at him.

"Now, now, no need to be so impatient. It's not like we're short on time," Gin said, swinging his sword again to meet Shinji's attack.

"Burning Heat!"

Aikawa's large spiked club ignited with blazing flames. Then Love Aikawa swung the flaming club directly at Starrk.

Whoosh!

Starrk's figure flashed, disappearing from Aikawa's sight, avoiding the attack.

Bang!

After Starrk vanished, Aikawa's large spiked club smashed directly into a building, shattering it to pieces.

"Gone again? Where is he?" Aikawa looked around, searching for Starrk's figure.

"Love! He's above!!" Otoribashi quickly shouted a warning.

"What... is that!?" Aikawa looked up at the scene in the air, shocked, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Above, Starrk stood proudly in the void, surrounded by a pack of fierce wolves, like a solitary, noble wolf king.

Then Starrk waved his hand.

"Awoo—!!!"

The pack of wolves howled, then ferociously pounced towards Aikawa and Otoribashi on the ground.

"Ha!"

Facing the overwhelming onslaught of wolves, Aikawa shouted and swung his large spiked club to meet them.

"Play... Kinshara!!"

Otoribashi also swung the golden whip in his hand to attack the wolves.

Pop, pop, pop—!

Under the attacks of Aikawa and Otoribashi, the fierce wolves were scattered like bursting balloons.

However, as if the wolves had no physical form, after being scattered, they gathered together again, fearlessly pouncing at Aikawa and Otoribashi.

"Oh no! These guys are just like flames!!" Aikawa exclaimed in surprise.

"How troublesome! I hate these kinds of magical yet inexplicable moves the most!" Otoribashi also complained.

But complaints aside, facing the approaching wolves, they still had to find a way to deal with them.

"Go! Kinshara Sokyoku Dai Juichiban… Izayoi Bara!"

Otoribashi shouted, and the golden whip in his hand shot into the air like an arrow. The golden flower at the whip's tip embedded itself in the head of a grey wolf within the pack.

Finally, Otoribashi lightly plucked the whip's body as if playing a piano.

Boom!

Centered on the golden flower at the whip's tip, a violent explosion like a magical rainbow cloud formed, engulfing the wolves within a radius of over ten meters.

"Hey, hey, I think your moves are more like magic!" Aikawa couldn't help but quip from the side.

"Don't be ridiculous! This is art! Art and magic are completely different!!" Otoribashi retorted excitedly.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

While Aikawa and Otoribashi were arguing about magic and art, several fierce grey wolves suddenly charged out from a corner, pouncing at them.

"Hmph! You little wolf pups! Running around everywhere! Let me slaughter you!!"

Aikawa swung his large spiked club at the approaching grey wolves, and Otoribashi quickly attacked as well.

However, the approaching grey wolves were very agile. They swayed their bodies, deftly avoiding Aikawa and Otoribashi's attacks, bit onto them, and then directly self-destructed.

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and Aikawa and Otoribashi were sent flying.

"They exploded directly. Could it be that those wolves aren't flames, but made of Cero?" Aikawa, blown into mid-air, speculated.

Otoribashi's expression also darkened: "If such a dangerous thing explodes point-blank in close combat, the consequences would be..."

Before Otoribashi could finish his sentence, the fierce wolves appeared behind them again. But suspended in mid-air after being blown away, they couldn't dodge.

And unlike the few wolves just now, the number of wolves pouncing on them this time was overwhelming… dozens or even hundreds.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, violent explosions sounded continuously, like brilliant fireworks blooming in the sky. Aikawa and Otoribashi were completely engulfed by the explosive force.

But Starrk, standing proudly above, said calmly: "Sorry, you guessed wrong. Those wolves aren't Cero. Something like Cero wouldn't be fatal to powerful enemies like you."

"This technique is actually formed by tearing apart and separating my own soul. They follow me like my kin, serving as weapons for me to use. So those wolf-shaped bullets are both Starrk and Lilynette. This is the ability of us Primera Espada... Coyote Starrk and Lilynette Gingerbuck..."

"Huff, huff, huff..."

After the explosive smoke cleared, Aikawa and Otoribashi, severely injured and having fallen to the ground, stood up again with trembling bodies.

"The victor is decided. If you leave now, I will spare you," Starrk persuaded.

Although Baraggan's death had made Starrk somewhat sad, he, being naturally averse to conflict, didn't really want to kill Aikawa and Otoribashi.

However, Aikawa and Otoribashi had no intention of accepting his mercy.

"Pah! If you're going to kill, then kill! Don't look down on us!" Aikawa spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Is that so? Then don't blame me..."

Starrk sighed helplessly and slowly descended towards the two below.

"Although I don't like the word 'final blow'... but since you insist... I have no choice but to kill you..."

Step!

Starrk's body landed on the water tower atop a building next to Aikawa and Otoribashi. His tall figure cast a long, narrow shadow.

But just as Starrk was about to deliver the final blow to Aikawa and Otoribashi...

Stab!

A pitch-black blade suddenly emerged from the shadow behind Starrk, instantly piercing through his body and out his chest.