Playing With Other Supernaturals Chapter 1266 Luck

Chapter 1266 Luck

“…I can’t be that lucky, right?” Kisuke muttered as he floated in complete darkness with his legs crossed.

[You’re so lucky that I think that something is very wrong.] Benihime was at loss and also agreed, [Don’t you think there’s something else to it?]

“I’d also like to think so… But maybe it’s as simple as that?” Kisuke replied while finally taking control of the rampaging energies inside him, “In any case, I really need to adjust myself to this form… And these horns are too heavy! What the heck are they made out of!? It feels like I would snap my neck if I suddenly turned around. This is definitely not suitable for close combat.”

Even though Kisuke can’t see Tiamat right now, somehow, he feels that she’s making a smug expression, [These horns of mine represent the land. They hold the weight of life itself and nurture all kinds of creations. Besides, you don’t really need to move too much in this form. Just blast your enemies if they are far away or smack them if they’re up close.]

‘This is why you lost…’ Kisuke thought to himself. But Kisuke can also understand her point. While this form contained a lot of power, it was a lot more sluggish even compared to his base form. It’s as if it weighs as much as a planet. In turn, he couldn’t imagine the defense he has right now and if Tiamat’s natural self-healing ability was added, he’s almost indestructible. As long as he protects his head, which he figured out Tiamat’s weakness that came from the new knowledge that rushed into him, he’ll be fine.

If his Hollowfied form is a fighter jet, in this form, he’s a battleship.

[Moreover, you don’t really have to fight on your own. Although not as good as my sister’s, you now possess my Sea of Life, albeit, corrupted. You can give ‘birth’ to 11 children who will be your vanguard if you desire to take over the world.]

‘…I stand corrected. I’m now an aircraft carrier with main artilleries.’

He recalled when Yoruichi and Serafall had to deal with 11 humanoid creatures that Tiamat summoned and had a hard time dealing with them. Only when Serafall released her Super Devil form were they able to stop them temporarily.

Tiamat’s claim of her Sea of Life being inferior to her sister’s is also true since it was her sister who gave birth to the thousands of Gods and now endlessly producing more monsters as they speak.

Kisuke couldn’t search his memories to figure out how to summon these 11 children since the knowledge he got was simply on an instinctual level. Similar to when he releases Benihime, ‘Let’s see… I have to generate and extend the Sea of Life to my surroundings first and only after it’s wide enough that I would be able to call them, huh?’

As soon as Kisuke stood up, black mud suddenly started flowing out from beneath his feet and it started to slowly gain mass. Because there’s no sense of direction in this black space, the mud just formed into a sphere that got bigger and bigger with each passing second.

[Then am I just going to watch this entire confrontation?] Benihime suddenly asked.

“No. While I’m practicing Tiamat’s form, I’ll let you take control of the [Shadow]. Be proficient with it because I’m going to ask you to do something with it later.”

[Why not just tell me now what you plan to do instead of just waiting for your words?]

“It’s because several scenarios could happen and I have to adapt to each one of them. Just practice its general use case, including the absorption that I did earlier.”

After that, Benihime became quiet and started practicing with Luxeux’s [Shadow] within Kisuke’s inner world.

Kisuke also went quiet and focused and rearranged his thoughts and as time went on, the speed of the mass of black was expanding and kept increasing, signifying the refinement of his control over his current form. And when it became as wide as the entirety of Karakura Town, Kisuke suddenly recalled something, “Hey Tiamat… This corrupted Sea of Life could corrupt life, right?”

[Yes.]

“Then wouldn’t that mean…”

[That’s why you should do your best to expand it.]

“Great~! I’ve always wanted to become a raid boss!”

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.T/his chapter is updat/𝓮d by n𝒐v(ê(l)biin.c/o/m

Serafall was monitoring the current trend regarding the invasion and she was seeing huge spikes in the insects’ numbers. ‘It’s not just that. The amount of effort to kill one has increased and their coordination is getting better and better. They are learning and getting stronger.’

She was contemplating when she should head out when a huge explosion occurred not far from her. Serafall immediately raised his hand and put up a barrier to keep her table and snacks from disintegrating.

Serafall turned her head when the explosion subsided and saw Aizen and Yhwach instructing both Ophis and Lilith.

To the inhabitants of this world, this sight would cause panic and outright denial of reality. But in Serafall’s eyes, it looks like two uncles teaching some kids a few tricks. Although these tricks were violent in nature and not for the faint-hearted.

The cause of the explosion was Ophis and Lilith failing to release their Zanpakuto.

“Why not just call them by their names?” Yhwach asked, slightly tired of this scene that has repeated for over ten times.

“That is her name.” Ophis immediately retorted while smacking her Zanpakuto into the ground out of frustration and creating another crater.

Yhwach turned to Aizen and seemingly asked, ‘Is it?’

Aizen shook his head, “Well, it’s a step forward that you two are finally capable of talking to your Zanpakuto. If you want to convince them that those are their names, I won’t be able to help you.”

Lilith swung around her Zanpakuto, creating strong gusts all around her while thinking about what she should do next, “Noir. It’s about time you come out.”

The blade, however, only vibrated slightly.

Ophis looked at her before turning to her own sword, “Keyara, you have 5 minutes.”

Unlike Lilith’s Zanpakuto, it didn’t even respond.

Aizen was very patient but he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of resignation, ‘It’s like I’m talking to the most stubborn and prideful kids in the world.’

He tried thinking of other ways for them to communicate, however, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted when a burst of minute, but terrifying aura swept the surroundings.

With eyes wide open, he turned to a certain direction and muttered, “Who’s that?” Despite his question, there’s something eerily familiar with this aura, and that familiarity is somehow invoking the feeling of annoyance from him.