Chapter 646 What Is Makoto's Ability?

Seeing Harribel about to be struck by that terrifying aura of death, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sun-Sun, who had been sent flying far away, screamed in despair: "Harribel-sama—!"

Harribel watched the dark wave about to engulf her. Her pupils contracted sharply, but she was already out of time to mount any defense.

'Is this it?'

At that critical moment, a figure appeared before her.

Harribel only caught a glimpse of a white hem fluttering in the moonlight, followed by a clean, decisive slash.

The sword flash wasn't dazzling. It didn't have the overwhelming force of her earlier sword energy. It was simply a pure, unadorned strike.

She instinctively thought it wouldn't work... after all, she had tried the same kind of attack against that black mist.

And it had been completely futile.

Moreover, in terms of visual impact, her full-powered golden sword energy had been far stronger than this effortless slash.

If her full-powered strike had been useless, what could this simple slash change?

But the next moment, something happened that shocked everyone.

That seemingly ordinary slash struck the surging darkness and, like a hot knife through butter, easily tore it apart.

Baraggan's decay power was split in two from the middle, peeling back like torn black fabric, whistling past on either side of Harribel and the white-clad figure before her.

The massive pillars on either side of the steps, touched by the black mist, silently decayed and vanished without a trace, not even leaving dust behind, evaporating into the air.

But Harribel was completely unharmed.

"Who is it?!"

Baraggan and Harribel asked almost simultaneously.

One from anger, the other from shock.

It was then that they finally saw the newcomer clearly.

Moonlight fell upon the white mechanical bone helmet on his head, reflecting a cold sheen.

Two white chainsaws extended from beneath his hands, their chains slowly rotating in the air, emitting a low, continuous hum.

The one who had acted was none other than Makoto.

Baraggan stood on the high platform, his crimson eyes in the hollow sockets carefully examining Makoto's appearance.

A few seconds later, he muttered to himself in a deep voice, "A Vasto Lorde with chainsaws on his head and hands... you're Nishikawa Makoto."

He had certainly heard rumors about the Godly Hollow Hunter Squad in recent years.

It was said that wherever this group went, the Menos Grandes there would be wiped out completely, from Gillian to Adjuchas, leaving none alive.

Such unchecked slaughter was rare even for Baraggan, who had ruled Hueco Mundo for over a thousand years.

Harribel looked at Makoto's back, her thin lips beneath the mask slightly parted. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

After a few seconds of silence, she managed to squeeze out two words from her throat: "Thank you."

Before she could get a response, Harribel suddenly heard a huge commotion behind her.

She whipped her head around to see Yu, Beam, the Four Gay Bros, and the others already in action, mowing down Baraggan's remaining Adjuchas army like weeds, taking out a large number in just a few moves.

Ceros exploded across the plaza, each blast accompanied by the screams of dozens of Adjuchas.

This could no longer be called a battle. It was simply clean-up.

Especially when Harribel saw Yu and Beam's bodies, which were no different in size from normal humans, her emerald eyes' pupils contracted sharply.

'Vasto Lorde?!'

The three of Sun-Sun, who had just climbed up from the sand, were equally shocked.

Although they had heard rumors that Makoto's Godly Hollow Hunter Squad had multiple Vasto Lorde, they had always dismissed it as just hearsay and exaggerated talk in Hueco Mundo.

After all, there weren't even that many Vasto Lorde in all of Hueco Mundo. How could several be operating together?

But today, seeing it with their own eyes, they realized it was true... and the rumors had even undersold it.

Seeing so many Vasto Lorde appear before him at once, Baraggan couldn't help but widen his crimson eyes in his hollow sockets, though his skeletal face couldn't show much expression.

Makoto glanced indifferently at Baraggan on the throne and let out a scoff from beneath his helmet. "So that's all your decay power is."

These words instantly provoked Baraggan.

His decay power was his greatest asset, the key to his dominance over Hueco Mundo for thousands of years.

He would never allow anyone to underestimate his power.

"Damn brat! Die!"

With Baraggan's roar, he thrust both arms out.

This time, he wasn't just pointing a fingertip. He poured his entire power into his decay ability.

A denser, more violent tide of decay surged out from behind him like a tsunami. The concentration of darkness was several levels higher than when he attacked Harribel.

Wherever the black mist passed, even the air itself hissed with corrosion. The temperature of the entire Las Noches plummeted.

Admittedly, Baraggan, being the King of Hueco Mundo before Aizen, did have some skill.

Compared to Harribel, who could only use a fraction of her future Resurrección abilities, Baraggan's current decay power was already nearly on par with his future Resurrección state... perhaps slightly smaller in range, but the essence of the power was almost indistinguishable.

Rrrrrr—!

The chainsaws on Makoto's head and arms let out a deafening roar.

He charged head-on into the sweeping tide of decay.

Even Baraggan was startled by this.

In thousands of years, there had been reckless fools who dared to resist him, but never one who charged in with his bare body.

After all, before the decaying power of time, no matter how strong your Hierro, it was meaningless.

Time... this was the immutable law of the universe, and Baraggan was the master of this law!

Then, Makoto swung his arms, twisted his neck, and the three chainsaws slashed simultaneously, their three jagged arcs intersecting in the air.

This was truly a genuine three-sword style!

To the onlookers... Yu, Harribel, and the others... they only saw that with Makoto's strikes, the terrifying black tide was torn apart like shredded cloth, piece by piece.

The darkness tried to surround Makoto from all sides, but each time it touched the edges of the chainsaws, it was effortlessly erased, leaving not a trace behind.

"Is that his awakened ability?" Harribel couldn't help but exclaim in awe.

As a Vasto Lorde, she naturally knew that each evolution of a Hollow came with the possibility of awakening new abilities.

Her own water power had been awakened when she evolved into a Vasto Lorde.

And during her travels with her companions, she had seen some Hollows that, even at only Adjuchas level, had awakened special abilities.

But she had never seen an ability as strange as Makoto's.

Not to mention Harribel, who was meeting him for the first time, his companions like Beam and Nel, couldn't figure out exactly what Makoto's ability was.

"Is it absorption?" Nel tilted her head and guessed.

After she successfully evolved into a Vasto Lorde, the power she awakened was absorption, specifically, absorption and reflection.

This ability was very similar to Otsutsuki Momoshiki's ability... absorbing Chakra with his left hand and reflecting it with his right.

Except Nel did it by swallowing it into her mouth.

And just as Momoshiki's Rinnegan in his palms could only absorb Ninjutsu made of Chakra, Nel's awakened ability was also quite limited:

It could only absorb attacks from Hollows. Against Shinigami and Quincy skills, it was completely useless.