[Game Start]
Not only Makoto, but Psykos, who had just completed her evolution, was also completely stunned.
Before she could react, the world before her eyes spun.
By the time she came to her senses, the surroundings were no longer the underground ruins of the Anomaly Association.
Instead, there was a boundless white desert.
Pale white sand stretched to the horizon beneath her feet. A strange crescent moon hung in the sky. The air was filled with a withered and desolate atmosphere. Eternal white dunes shimmered with a cold light under the moonlight.
"This is...?!"
Psykos's expression changed dramatically.
She was too familiar with this place.
Hueco Mundo.
When she had been chosen by the Reincarnation Game before, she had spent who knows how many years in this damn place.
Before she could finish speaking,
A familiar voice sounded from the dunes across from her.
"What a coincidence."
Psykos's head jerked up.
The moment she saw Makoto's appearance, the pupils behind her white-rimmed glasses contracted sharply.
Makoto's head was covered in a grotesque white helmet. Two white chainsaws had broken through the skin beneath his hands. The chains slowly turned in the air, emitting a low hum.
At first glance, it looked no different from his usual Chainsaw Man form, but the color was wrong.
Not the usual orange-red metallic luster, but the pure white symbolizing a Hollow.
'That was... a Hollow Mask!'
And now, Makoto's body size was almost indistinguishable from a normal human.
That meant... at this moment, Makoto was a Vasto Lorde!
Psykos's breathing grew rapid. The curves of her chest heaved with her hurried breaths.
She remembered back when she had been chosen by the Reincarnation Game and exiled to this damn Hueco Mundo. She didn't know how many years she had wasted before finally getting Orochi to the Adjuchas level.
And that threshold of Vasto Lorde, she had never been able to break through.
Only now, when she had almost been completely devoured by Orochi, in such a life-and-death desperate situation, had she finally successfully crossed that bottleneck.
And this bastard Makoto had been transported to this world for less than three seconds and had directly gained Vasto Lorde power.
'Damn, the treatment difference was just too big, wasn't it?'
Before Psykos could lose her temper, another familiar voice came from nearby.
"Senpai, what is Hueco Mundo?"
Psykos's head jerked around.
On the other side of the dune, a figure with a huge gun barrel emerging from his head and both arms transformed into heavy firearms was slowly walking toward them.
The guns on his head and arms were not their usual black, but the pure white symbolizing a Hollow.
His entire body was also covered in eerie pure white.
Ishigami Yu.
Without a doubt... Vasto Lorde.
"It seems the Mrs. aren't here. This time, only us guys were chosen again?"
Beam also walked out from another direction. The shark snout covering the upper half of his face had turned from deep blue to pure white.
Vasto Lorde.
Psykos was completely numb.
'No, why?'
'Why was it that when I had been thrown into this world by the Reincarnation Game, she had had to start from the lowest Gillian?'
In those dark without sunlight years, she didn't know how many same kind she had let Orochi eat before barely evolving to Adjuchas.
It was only after experiencing the life-and-death situation of nearly being devoured by Orochi and having her will almost erased that she had desperately clawed her way into the realm of Vasto Lorde.
And these people had just arrived in this world, hadn't even taken two steps, and were given Vasto Lorde power for free?
If there was anything that could give Psykos a tiny bit of psychological comfort, it was that the Four Gay Bros also dragged their enormous bodies out from behind the dunes.
The Teddy Devil, the Rabbit Devil, and the others cursed and complained, "This damn place is too awful. How long do we have to stay here?"
Their enormous size indicated... these guys had not reached Vasto Lorde-level.
They should still be Adjuchas.
Psykos breathed a sigh of relief, 'At least not everyone was as perverted as Nishikawa Makoto.'
"Woof~ Woof~"
But before Psykos's fragile heart could feel better for even a second,
A small thing that squeezed out from between the Four Gay Bros's feet dealt her another heavy blow.
Pochi.
At this moment, Pochi was only the size of an ordinary golden retriever, completely different from the size in the real world that could rival the Tailed Beasts.
It bounced its little legs on the sandy ground, its tongue sticking out from the corner of its mouth, its tail wagging like a little fan.
As if possessed by Cubone, the bone-white mask on its head said it all. And according to the iron law that the smaller a Hollow's size, the higher its rank,
Without a doubt, Vasto Lorde-level!
'Damn. Leaving aside freaks like Nishikawa Makoto and Ishigami Yu, why did a dog also get such good treatment?'
Makoto ignored the expression on Psykos's face, which looked like she had swallowed a fly, and recalled the instance mission the system had just issued. He couldn't help sighing, "Looks like we're going to be here for a while."
Although he didn't yet know where the Bleach World's timeline was, the weight of the words 'Unify the Three Worlds' was not lost on him.
The difficulty of this mission was incomparable to simply conquering the world in the Isekai World.
Opponents like Ainz were on a completely different level from Aizen and Yhwach.
Yu walked up, his face carrying its usual trust and certainty, smiling. "As long as we're with Senpai, we can do anything."
Beam muttered beside him, "Ass-kisser."
The Four Gay Bros rolled their eyes.
'Like you're any better.'
Makoto ignored their daily bickering. He looked up, his gaze falling on Psykos across from him, and said calmly, "But before that... let's deal with this crazy woman first. Perfect for testing out Hollow power."
Hearing this, Psykos's heart shrank.
She rapidly raised both arms, assuming a defensive posture, while frantically mobilizing the telekinesis within her.
White telekinesis condensed into a semi-transparent barrier around her. The air under the squeeze of the telekinesis emitted a low hum.
She believed in her own strength.
Even if Makoto had also gained Hollow power, he couldn't possibly so simply deal with her, who had also evolved into a Vasto Lorde.
She was now an Anomaly beyond Dragon-level!
But just as Psykos was focusing her telekinesis, preparing to erect a defensive wall—
Makoto, who had been standing in front of Yu and the Four Gay Bros, suddenly disappeared.
No afterimage, no warning. It was as if he had never been standing there at all.
"Wh—"
Before Psykos could utter the second word, a voice like a hellish judgment sounded in her ear.
"So this is Sonido? Shunpo can't compare at all."
Psykos turned her head in horror. What greeted her was the white chainsaw rapidly enlarging in her pupils.
The next instant, that beautiful head almost separated from the neck at a 90-degree angle. The sprayed blood seemed reflected beneath the crescent moon that never set in Hueco Mundo.
Even among Vasto Lordes, there are strong and weak.
Just like at the Champion level, Diantha and Leon are on completely different levels.