Chapter 372: BSUS - 375: Woman, You Have No Love

Neliel wasn’t the only strange one. If you asked ōtoribashi Rōjūrō, the two guys he was currently facing were the truly weird ones.

Urahara had led Kaien and the others to intercept Luppi and Yammy, who were supposed to take Chad away. Grimmjow had sought out Ichigo early on, but he probably wasn’t originally meant to deal with him.

Judging by their trajectory, Rōjūrō felt that the three guys he and Kensei had intercepted were the ones originally heading for Ichigo.

The Espada named Ulquiorra acted quite normally. He exchanged just one sentence with Kensei before they started fighting. Although he looked completely cold and aloof, his clean and decisive fighting style was probably right up Kensei’s alley.

But to be honest, Rōjūrō didn’t want to start a fight so straightforwardly. Even though both he and Kensei were much stronger now thanks to their Hollowfication than when they left the Seireitei, two people facing three Espada was still a tough spot to be in.

In fact, once Ulquiorra actually made his move, the outlook became even more pessimistic. To be able to fight evenly with the battle-hardened Kensei, and even hold a slight upper hand—the Espada were not so easily dealt with. At the very least, they weren’t as easy to handle as Hiroe had claimed.

Fortunately, the remaining two didn’t seem like normal Espada. One was practically curled up into a ball, and the other looked like he had just come to watch a show. Each was more absurd than the last.

If Szayelaporro could hear Rōjūrō’s inner thoughts, he would probably laugh. Of course, he wasn’t exactly keeping a straight face right now either.

Although he hadn’t done anything but watch, Szayelaporro was absolutely the most belligerent person in Karakura Town at this moment. And if his orders had any effect on the other Espada, he would never have allowed so many lazy and passive individuals to be here.

The more intense the battle, the more accurate the data obtained. At the same time, if the battle didn’t reach a certain level of brutality, someone with Lord Chōzuka’s patience wouldn’t easily show himself.

Thinking of this, Szayelaporro felt he needed to do something. He turned around and personally spoke to the guy huddled in the corner of the wall. "Are you going to keep enduring this, Abraham?"

However, the other party showed no intention of answering, curling up even tighter. Szayelaporro sighed helplessly. Fine, he conceded.

Other than Lord Aizen, no one could command Abraham. Furthermore, Kurosaki Ichigo wasn’t the target of this full Espada deployment anyway, so getting Abraham to pull himself together was simply a lost cause!

Ichigo wasn’t the real target, and neither was Ishida Uryū. In fact, none of the Arrancar currently out in the open had a mandatory objective to fulfill. Yoruichi was well aware of all this.

But since Aizen had sent the Espada over, there had to be a purpose. Right now, there was only one possibility left, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy Yoruichi felt. This answer seemed a bit too simple.

She had to figure out what these people were trying to do, and the natural way to find out was through the Espada right in front of her.

He was a heavily built, dark-skinned Arrancar, yet surprisingly, he seemed to be one who specialized in speed—a trait that didn’t quite match his appearance.

"The 7th Espada of Las Noches, Zommari Rureaux."

This was the most useful piece of information Yoruichi had gathered so far. Actually, she hadn’t even probed it out of him; after all, he had introduced himself not long after showing up.

And then... this big dark-skinned guy started spouting nonsense...

"Our purpose? Our purpose is to follow Lord Aizen and create a world of nothing but great love. Woman, you should not harbor fear."

"Love! It means casting aside arrogance and prejudice. When you dominate the weak with power and status, you must also open your heart to be dominated by a stronger existence. God has no prejudice!"

It was all stuff like this, making Yoruichi’s head throb with pain. If she hadn’t been desperately holding back in hopes of extracting information, she swore she would have smashed that nonsensical mouth to pieces long ago.

"You’re certainly taking your time. If you don’t hurry up, Shinigami reinforcements will arrive. When that happens, your Lord Aizen won’t get anything at all," Yoruichi said disdainfully, throwing a punch right at his face. "Tell me, does God fail too?"

Facing Yoruichi’s fist, Zommari neither resisted nor dodged. Instead, he leaned forward, actively offering his face to the blow.

*Bang!* A crisp sound rang through the air. Yoruichi’s fist had struck Zommari’s face, but his figure dispersed and vanished from the spot. The unique footwork of the Menos—Sonído!

Yoruichi had seen this footwork before, of course, but this was her first time seeing such a fast Sonído. This guy, with his mouth full of ’great love,’ hadn’t been taking things seriously earlier.

"God certainly does not fail, woman. Just like this, mortals always believe they have touched God, but in reality, God has long since taken a step forward."

With his hands behind his back, Zommari stared at Yoruichi’s back with placid eyes, seemingly mocking her. "You are already very fast, woman. But if you cannot even keep up with my speed, how dare you arrogantly claim that God will fail?"

Yoruichi’s back looked somewhat desolate—so desolate that it scattered with a gust of wind.

*When did she move?* Zommari stared at Yoruichi’s vanishing figure, his expression changing drastically. His eyes swept left and right, but her voice rang out from behind him. "Your assessment of yourself is quite fair!"

*This woman!* Zommari gripped the sword at his waist with his right hand. Just as he was about to turn around and teach the arrogant Yoruichi a lesson, a hand pressed down on his wrist.

*She’s in front again?* He only had time to be secretly shocked before Yoruichi’s fist was already blasting toward his face. The wind generated by the punch slapped against his skin, actually causing a sting of pain.

"Mortals always think they’ve dodged God, little knowing that God’s punishment has already arrived right above their heads! Don’t forget, Shinigami are gods too!"

As if out of spite, Yoruichi clenched her fist a bit tighter. Perhaps it was also a warning: *Hear that cracking sound? Piss me off again, and that’ll be the sound of your bones shattering!*

Zommari seemed to miss the deeper meaning. At this moment, his eyes were wide open, the shock in his heart unable to subside for a long time.

"You can actually catch up to me? How is this possible? My Sonído is the fastest among the Espada!"

Yoruichi sneered and replied disdainfully, "Unfortunately for you, my Shunpo is also the fastest among the Shinigami. As for your ’fastest Sonído,’ your speed can’t even compare to my little underling."

"When you dominate the weak with power, you must also open your heart to be dominated by a stronger existence. Those were your words." Yoruichi repeated Zommari’s ’famous quote’ and continued, "Right now, I’m the stronger one. Speak. Where are the remaining two Espada? What exactly are they trying to do!"

"You also said that once the Shinigami reinforcements arrive, we will have failed," Zommari said, his gaze glancing toward another direction. "From the looks of it now, the ones who can’t hold on and are going to fail first are your people."

The direction he was looking was exactly where Ichigo was located. Judging from the Reiatsu, that brat had indeed been defeated. Yoruichi’s expression remained unchanged, but she secretly speculated in her heart: *Could Ichigo really be Aizen’s target?*

At that moment, Zommari suddenly opened his mouth wide. Powerful Reiatsu rapidly gathered within it, and a Bala blasted toward Yoruichi in an instant.

Yoruichi hurriedly raised her hand to block. Lightning flashed on her arm, tangling with the incoming Bala. The two perfectly canceled each other out. Let alone being injured, Yoruichi didn’t even feel any impact.

Seizing this opportunity, Zommari laughed loudly and pulled away. Before Yoruichi could speak, he shamelessly declared, "Only love—the power of great love—can dominate all things! That is the power of God! Woman, you do not have that kind of power to dominate me!"

Yoruichi ground her teeth in annoyance. She didn’t know if the other Arrancar were weird or just stupid, but this guy was an absolute bastard!

But bastard or not, this at least confirmed one thing for Yoruichi: this guy in front of her definitely didn’t have a single word of truth in him.

The person those two unrevealed Arrancar were looking for was absolutely not Ichigo.