《GOJO : A SORCERER IN THE SOUL SOCIETY》CH 26: HINT TOWARD LIMITLESS
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Under the moonlight, Gojo was using Shunpo after Shunpo to reach his target.
He wasn't lying when he said that he had found something interesting.
Shinigami were unable to completely hide their Reiatsu. From what he had seen with his eyes, even Soi Fon, the leader of the secret force, could only hide her Reiatsu partially.
Not even him, with his absolute control over his energy thanks to his eyes, could do so.
The best he could do was to lower the emission of his Reiatsu to the level of a human which made him nearly untraceable.
The reason for that was because of nearly invisible vents in the wrist of all Shinigami from where their Reiatsu leaked. You could say that those vents were basically the noses of Reiatsu.
There was just one little difference.
For a human, having his nose blocked would just mean not being able to breathe for a short while. At most, you could also breathe with your mouth.
For a shinigami, having those vents blocked meant internal combustion and then death.
Long story short, as long as you didn’t want to die, you wouldn’t stop all your Reiatsu from leaking.
But here was the problem.
When he used his eyes the moment he stepped on the roof, he saw two astonishing things.
The first thing was a bunch of super huge and completely white hollows. From their masks to their bodies, everything was white.
In all illustrations, he had never seen such things.
The worst was that he couldn’t feel them and he couldn’t really see them either. He could only see their energy. This meant that they would be invisible to the students.
It wouldn’t be a problem for one such hollow to appear.
But an entire group? Even more so after the 10th division supposedly killed all the hollows in the surroundings?
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The second thing he saw was…Two Shinigami or at least he thought they were shinigami.
He couldn’t feel them.
He could only barely see the energy circulating in their body. What’s more, they were also invisible to normal eyes.
Still,
‘Those guys are strong. Really fucking strong. Even stronger than Soi Fon.’
He began to slow down while thinking about how he would resolve this situation.
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Meanwhile, two cloaked people were standing on a building while feeling the Reiatsu of the students.
“Someone is coming.”
The one who spoke was standing slightly behind the other man as if showing respect.
“Oh? Indeed, it seems like someone is really coming. What a beautiful control of his energy. Is it a member of the Secret corps?”
“It shouldn’t be. Only the students of the academy are in the zone.”
“So, a student managed to see through Kisuke Urahara's specially created hiding cloaks?”
This was something beyond incredible. Ever since he had stolen some of the equipment created by Kisuke, he had never been caught when wearing this cloak.
Not even a captain should have been able to feel him.
“Hmm. This is interesting. Really interesting.”
Under his cloak, the gaze behind the glasses was gleaming with a chilly light.
“Should we kill him?”
As the man who was clearly the subordinate asked, he slowly brought his hand toward the short sword at his hip.
Even though they were still a few kilometers away from each other, piercing and killing that lone student would be no problem.
After all, aside from the commander, his Zanpakuto had the longest reach in all the soul society.
The leader clearly hesitated, torn between his scientific curiosity and his careful reasoning.
Finally, his curiosity won.
Killing that student now would be easy, but what he was searching for was a way to surpass the inherent limitations of Shinigami.
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Even now he was still unable to find the Hogyoku created by Kisuke and as such, his researches on the fusion between Hollows and Shinigamis were still incomplete.
It was sad that he hadn’t been able to capture the captains who survived the hollow transformation 60 years ago.
Once again, because of that damned Kisuke.
`That man is really the nemesis of my life.’
“Well then, I initially wanted to see how those students would fare against the new experiments, but no matter. Don’t kill him. We are going.”
“Understood.”
“Open the Garganta.”
At those words, the sky literally cracked open.
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Back to Gojo, he immediately stopped running when he saw this huge hole in the sky. Taking off his blindfold, his eyes widened in shock, as a huge beam of light fell from the hole and covered the two suspicious cloaked people before bringing them into the sky.
In the shadow of that dimensional hole, wriggling forms wearing completely white masks could be seen.
“Menos Grande. Gillian? So, those two are Adjuchas or Vasto Lorde?”
Menos was a classification of Hollows who, in order to become stronger, stopped chasing souls but rather began to eat each other.
Three classifications were given. Gillians, then Adjuchas, and finally Vasto Lorde whose powers were said to be equal or slightly higher than a Captain.
“So this beam of light is the Negacion? While this black hole is Garganta.”
An excited smile formed on his face, as he watched it before he finally began to laugh loudly.
‘Finally, fucking finally.’
He didn’t even care anymore about who those cloaked figures were. Nor did he care about anything else.
Seeing it once was enough. The Hueco Mundo really held the way for him to recreate limitless. He just needed a way to travel between dimensions.
Just as he was about to bathe in this feeling of euphoria,
*BOOM*
The world rocked as the group of white hollows which previously stood around the two figures reached and circled around him.
The combined spiritual pressure was so high that the world itself seemed to tremble.
But for Gojo, none of that mattered. Looking at those hollows, all he saw was a bunch of training dummies.
“Hah~! This is going to be fun.”
After all, nothing was better than a true fight to test the skills he created.
(AN: Without Limitless, and not even a Shikai, Gojo fighting those two would have meant death. About Vasto Lorde, we have a weak one like Espada 10(who was in reality number 0 but that was fucking BS in my eyes) and a strong one like Ulquiorra. Yeah, I didn’t say Stark or Barragan. Ulquiorra vs Vasto Lorde Ichigo was the best fight in all that arc. The second one was Final Ichigo VS Aizen and the third one Hollow mask Ichigo VS Grimmjow. Also, don’t confuse Vasto Lorde and Arrancar. The Espada were all Vasto Lorde aside from one. But most Arrancar were simply normal hollows before the transformation. There's also natural Arancar and Artificial one. For example Ulquiora was a natural one. But all that will be explained later in the story.)
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