Ch8-Interlude Huaco Mundo

Barragan huffed, an action long forgotten to the aged hollow, as he focused every bit of willpower he could manage. He forced every drop of reiatsu out from his outstretched hands into the crumbling wall of energy that held Ulquiorra's wave of destructive javelins at bay.

The Espada himself, still in his unreleased state, stood a mere 100 feet away, a bored look on his face as he directed wave after wave of energy javelins with his mind.

A single one could leave a scar on their world.

Ulquiorra was throwing hundreds at him and if it hadn't been for his own power, he would've long joined his fraccion.

"Did you not say you would force me into unsheathing my sword?" The fourth Espada had the nerve to say.

He wasn't sure what had happened to his home. But he'd be damned if he was going to roll over for that upstart.

Aizen Sosuke had been one thing.

Coyote Stark was another.

Still, there had been one benefit to it all at the very least.

"I will!" Barragan snarled, earning nothing but a single raised eyebrow.

"I am waiting," The damn bat had the nerve to state before, to his further rage, he stopped the onslaught of energy.

Barragan raised his axe without skipping a beat, his reiatsu flaring out in its entirety.

"You'll regret those words Schiffer! Resurrection: Segunda Etapa!"

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Ulquiorra watched on, mild interest growing, as Barragan revealed his trump card. Out of all the +Espada, the traitor's had been the only one he had yet to see. He watched on impassively as the hollows darkness swept out to every corner, though surprisingly enough, it didn't age/rot anything it touched.

Barragan himself seemed unchanging, signifying it as an external ability. Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes the moment the dark energy started to simply... Dissipate?

He quickly focused back on the, now grinning, traitor.

"Wake up you useless fools-" The mad man's words caused the very the space around them to twist as formerly dead hollows slowly started to reform.

Ulquiorra quickly narrowed his eyes as he, in the span of a second, unsheathed his blade. He held the blade with a single hand, his body crouched as he pulled it back behind him. Ahead of him, Barragan's skeleton head minutely twitched towards him, catching sight of his sudden movement. He quickly amped his reiatsu up three stages as he swiped his sword diagonally in front of him.

"Messing with the balance is punishable by death," He stated calmly as he rose back up. A sigh escaping him as he watched on, impassively, as his slash reaped a hole in the space before him, and unleashed a blanket of energy that covered the entire battleground... The previously reforming hollows taken into the storm of energy and covered with their self-proclaimed king.

He wasn't worried about the sudden storm of reiatsu that whirled around indiscriminately, it would eventually dissipate out.

Barragans attempt at resurrecting dead hollows however would not go unnoticed... Who knew what kind of alarms had gone off...

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Barragan's eyes hadn't even had the chance to widen when he'd seen the arc of dark energy appear in front of him. It had collided and shattered his reiatsu before his power had even had the chance to kick in. The arc had quickly enveloped him and he knew no more.

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Author Notes: This is happening in real time. The start of this began at the end of the Bounce Back and the Seiretei interlude.