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Ulquiorra gazed at Yammy, who had been knocked into the air, and for the first time, the indifference on his face wavered slightly.
He furrowed his brow and turned his attention to the young man who had suddenly appeared, his curiosity piqued.
"Sensei, be careful!" Kurosaki Ichigo called out, concern evident in his voice as he looked at Aaron's back.
Aaron turned slightly, casting a glance at Ichigo, who looked somewhat disheveled. He then smiled and gave him a reassuring nod.
"Sensei?" Ulquiorra murmured to himself.
"Aaargh!!! I'll kill you!!!
I'll crush your bones!!!"
Yammy's furious roar echoed as he emerged from the jungle in the distance. His body, which had been damaged, was now regenerating at an alarming rate.
"Yammy, remember the mission," Ulquiorra cautioned in a low voice.
However, Yammy, completely consumed by rage, paid no heed to Ulquiorra's warning.
With his wounds rapidly healing, he bellowed and charged toward Aaron with unrestrained fury.
"Interesting. You're more resilient than I expected," Aaron observed with a chuckle, closely monitoring the fluctuations in Yammy's Reiatsu using his "Exploration Circuit."
At this moment, Yammy was like a living battering ram, a tidal wave of violent Reiatsu surging as he barreled toward Aaron.
Through his "Exploration Circuit," Aaron noted that Yammy's Reiatsu had climbed from an initial 30,000 to well over 40,000.
"As expected, the angrier he gets, the stronger he becomes," Aaron mused to himself.
By now, Yammy had already closed the distance in the blink of an eye, his massive frame looming before Aaron.
Aaron watched as Yammy swung his enormous blade, his expression unwavering. With a cold snort, he drew his ZanpakutĆ and swung it twice.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, Yammy's massive sword was cleaved cleanly in two.
In the next instant, Yammyâa towering behemoth of raw strengthâwas cut down.
"Aaargh!!! You're finished!!! I'll make you pay!!!"
A torrent of blood gushed from Yammy's freshly severed wound, staining the ground crimson in an instant.
Aaron observed with keen interest, awaiting Yammy's next move.
He was particularly intrigued by how Yammy would perform once he activated his ResurrecciĂłn.
"Yammy! Fall back!" Ulquiorra called out in a measured tone, stepping in front of him.
Yet Yammy responded only with a furious punch.
A moment later, his body was enveloped in a burst of red light.
His form was cleaved in two, but even so, he began reverting to his original shape.
"Rage, Ira!" Yammy roared as his broken sword reformed in his grasp, his fury seeming to set the very ground ablaze.
"Yammy!"
For the first time, Ulquiorra's normally composed face showed a flicker of concern as he watched his comrade transform.
A brilliant crimson glow completely engulfed Yammy as his Reiatsu skyrocketed.
At the same time, his previously humanoid frame began undergoing drastic changes.
Aaron, still observing through "Exploration Circuit," kept track of Yammy's Reiatsu fluctuations.
Before activating his ResurrecciĂłn, Yammy's Reiatsu had peaked at approximately 40,000.
However, as his transformation progressed, his Reiatsu surged wildly, breaking past 80,000 and approaching 90,000 in mere moments.
The red light surrounding Yammy finally dissipated, revealing his true ResurrecciĂłn form to Aaron.
At this stage, Yammy resembled a colossal fortress rather than a humanoid entity. His previous appearance had been completely discarded.
He now took on the shape of a multi-limbed beast with a grotesque human face and a monstrous body, supported by twelve pillar-like legs.
From his enormous head, four lead-gray horns protruded from his brow, curving backward toward his neck.
A wave of suffocating heat, like a toxic miasma, radiated from his massive frame.
On his left shoulder, a bold black tattoo had manifestedâthe number "0."
Ulquiorra glanced at Yammy, who had completed his transformation, then shifted his gaze toward Aaron, his expression darkening as he let out a cold scoff.
"Hahahahaha! The power I've long yearned for! At last, it has returned!" Yammy's earth-shaking laughter rumbled across the battlefield.
Aaron regarded the titanic Arrancar before him, smiled slightly, and shook his head without saying a word.
Seeing his lack of reaction, both Ulquiorra and Yammy hesitated momentarily.
Yammy, who had just been seething with rage, suddenly grinned wickedly, his fury morphing into twisted amusement.
Looking down at Aaron, he smirked arrogantly and declared, "Originally, I had no intention of telling you this. But since you're about to die, I'll let you in on a little secret.
Hahahahaha!!!"
Aaron, analyzing Yammy's Reiatsu levels, had already guessed what he was about to say. He remained silent, merely observing.
"Yammy! If Aizen-sama finds out, we will be punished!" Ulquiorra interjected, frowning.
Yammy glanced at Ulquiorra but merely raised his brows in defiance, his smug expression unchanging.
Ulquiorra sighed and shook his head but chose not to press the matter further.
Turning his attention back to Aaron, Yammy continued excitedly, "We are Arrancar, created and modified by Aizen-sama through the power of the HĆgyoku.
When Aizen entered Hueco Mundo, he selected the ten most powerful Arrancar to form the Espada.
The ranking system is simpleâthe lower the number, the stronger the Arrancar.
For example, Ulquiorra is ranked fourth, while I was given the number ten.
But here's the twistâEspada does not have a number one, only nine visible ranks.
So why are we still called the Espada?
That's because I am both the tenth and the zero!"
He sneered down at Aaron and added mockingly, "Surely you're not so foolish as to misunderstand what I'm saying, right?
Hahahahaha!!!
Finally, remember thisâ
It will be Yammy Llargo of the Espada who kills you!"
Aaron was mildly surprised by this revelation.
He recalled events from over five hundred years agoâ
"The first thing you need to understand, old man, is that we are not just ordinary Hollows."
Back then, Baraggan Louisenbairn had ruled Hueco Mundo.
Even when he first entered Hell, he had encountered Baraggan.
Had Aaron not intervened, Baraggan might have remained Espada No. 2, just as he had in the original timeline of the Shinigami world.
As he considered how his presence had subtly altered the course of events, Aaron furrowed his brow slightly before relaxing once more.
Ultimately, these minor deviations were still within acceptable limits.
Aizen had merely made slight adjustments to the Espada hierarchy.
Whether Espada No. 1 was still Coyote Starrk was of little concern to Aaron.
After all, in his eyes, both Aizen and the Espada were merely chess pieces in a larger game.
"You seem a little surprised by my transformation," Yammy sneered, "but it no longer matters.
Because now, you die! Hahahahaha!!!"
As his laughter echoed, a sphere of red light began forming in his mouth, pulsating with immense destructive power.
In an instant, it launched toward Aaron with overwhelming force.
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