Chapter 4

I know your power. That is the reason I have come to confront you.

Your powers are ineffective unless they can make contact. I have nothing to fear from anything you possess.

Did you think that your Kido would not age?

Your minds work in such limited, pathetic ways.

The head, unable to retreat, falls slowly and surely into the depths of the bottomless ocean and atones for its sins in bolts of blue, white, black, and red.

I see what you are attempting. You're adding chants to your Kido, strengthening the barrier originally created without incantation.

A very clever maneuver, but you're not going to make it in time.

Gate of the Dragon Tail!

Hmm, a very impressive trick.

There's no sign of them doing anything. What a waste of energy. Even something as elaborate as this is only going to buy you a little time. Now rot!

Gate of the Tiger Fang! Gate of the Turtle Armor! Gate of the Phoenix Wing!

Shiju Saimon!

Muhahahaha! How absurd!

You think this structure can contain me? You're deluded! It will barely slow me down!

Buying time against me, the master of aging, is like spitting on a god.

Though perhaps I should praise you for doing your best.

You're missing the point, that barrier's not actually meant to contain you.

What?

Do you remember? Earlier, you avoided Captain Soi Fon's Bankai by releasing your aging powers which caused it to detonate before it struck. At the same time, you directed the blast away from you.

I asked myself a simple question. If you were in a place where you couldn't escape the force of the blast, and if you were also at a distance where your aging powers could not reach us...

...then what would happen to you?

You bastards!

Promise me. Tomorrow you'll trap Kisuke Urahara in one of your barriers for a full month.

Oh, I promise.

Jakuho Raikoben!

Unforgivable... Unforgivable!

You will pay for injuring me to this extent, you ants!

You will regret your insolence toward me!

Ugh, dammit! How can he still be alive after getting hit by my Jakuho Raikoben?!

I will disintegrate your bones! You think mimicking a Hollow will protect you?! Know your place!

I am the emperor, Barragan Ruizenban! I am the god of Hueco Mundo!

You bastard. What have you done with your right arm? What game are you playing?!

It's no game. My arm's inside you.

What?! What's happening here?

You're the one who gave me the idea. That is your own power, the only thing that is absolute in this world.

Bastard! You severed your own arm with a barrier and transported the rotting flesh inside me!

If your power is absolute as you say, then it only makes sense that you yourself should not be able to withstand that power.

I had no proof of this when I took the chance to infect you, but now that I see the results, I'm glad I made the right call.

Curse you, you ant! How dare you defy a god in this way! Your insolence will doom you to destruction!

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid the word god is not very familiar to those of us who are inhabitants of the Soul Society.

As a result, we apologize. We are not able to understand the implications of your words. We must ask you to forgive our lack of faith, God of Hueco Mundo.

Now, farewell.