Playing With Other Supernaturals Chapter 1289 The Old King

Chapter 1289 The Old King

Yamamoto cut the arm that was sticking out of the enlarged crack while Serafall instantly froze said arm that began to fall down to the Seireitei and the entire hole to seal off the giant’s passage.

Issei on the other hand kept charging his Crimson Blaster to use it as a push in case the giant kept moving forward, ‘Serafall-san in her Super Devil form is one thing, but that old man is also amazing. That sort of destructive power is enough to scare most of the Gods that are running wildly right now.’

[They are strong… But that’s only enough to slow that thing down.] Ddraig commented, [I hope you realize how dangerous the current situation is. Prepare to secure everyone you want to be safe and escape.]

‘I could probably leave the adults and Dragons to themselves.’ Issei turned his head around and glanced towards Kunou, Tanis, and Claire, ‘If things don’t improve, I’ll swoop in the moment Ajuka-san finishes analyzing and undoing the lock in space.’

Issei kept boosting himself to the limit his body could take when they heard Flanna give an indiscrete broadcast of her thoughts.

‘What’s going on?’

Ddraig remained silent for a moment before replying, [I don’t know. And when do we ever guess what they are thinking?]

The next moment, everyone was startled when her aura suddenly flared up and became visible in the shape of her former form.

Flanna also shot up from the barrier and everyone could see that light started gathering in her throat before she released a massive wave of a bright red beam that instantly melted Serafall’s ice and struck the giant behind it that was about to crush the ice in the first place.

“Keep pushing!” Flanna shouted with a big smile on her face, “Wreck that bastard!”

Flanna continued flying straight towards the pseudo-Dimensional Gap with reckless abandon.

This thoughtless action of hers stunned not just the group of Shinigami but also everyone from the other side. But unlike the former, Flanna, or rather, Great Red’s exertions made them think of its implication and almost most of them came to the same conclusion, ‘Great Red forsake escaping and decided to take on the enemy head-on.’

Naturally, that wasn’t good news for them since they were leaning on escaping instead of fighting back, and having her help on the former makes it so much easier and safer for all of them. After all, they didn’t want to risk it all for the world they knew nothing about, much less care for it.

“I think we made a mistake coming here. I apologize for dragging you to this unnecessary problem.” Ajuka muttered, genuinely regretting his decision, “Change of plan. Let’s work on creating our escape route.” Thankfully, the people that he called could also make a secure channel for them to withdraw.

“No. Let’s not do that.” Azazel immediately disagreed.

Ajuka was surprised and thought that he had lost his mind. But when he looked at him, Ajuka saw that Azazel was observing a group of people and when he followed his line of sight, he saw the group of young girls who came with Kisuke and Serafall to this world. Ajuka couldn’t describe it for some time but soon enough, he figured out the expression they were making, ‘Relief?’

The next thing he knew, the mysteriously terrifying man entered his sights and approached the girls. Without attempting to hide his voice, he asked them, “What do you think?”

Just like the newcomers, a certain conclusion also arrived in the girls’ heads when they saw Flanna’s actions.

The red Dragon may act childish and stubborn most of the time, but they know that she’s not someone thoughtless. Unlike Ophis and Lilith, Flanna considers far more things that affect her decisions and actions. And because of this, they knew that Flanna wouldn’t spring into action like this for no reason at all.

In the current situation, there’s only one thing that would make her appear reckless, “Kisuke-niichan is alive.” Answered Claire with great certainty.

This statement ground everyone’s thoughts to halt before launching into higher gears. Azazel and Ajuka hurriedly turned towards Serafall’s direction and sure enough, she didn’t have the same furious expression that seemed to curse the entire world as earlier, instead, a large, beaming smile painted her face.

‘She arrived at the same conclusion.’ Ajuka and Azazel thought before looking at each other and nodding.

It’s very risky, but if they can pull this off and ‘assist’ Kisuke in this monumental disaster, they knew that they would be able to request a few things from him and these ‘few requests’ were enough for them to put themselves in danger.

This is also true for the other three working on the urgent project, Seekvaira Agares, Kuisha Abaddon, and George Faust. In the world they’re in, Kisuke’s name has become synonymous with a “Wish-granting Shopkeeper”. Naturally, they also know that he has his limits and there are many things that he can’t do, however, there’s a reason why he gained such epithet from those who knew of his existence and his achievements.

On the other hand, Aizen didn’t have much reaction to Claire’s words. He’s still trying to weigh the situation but he doesn’t have enough information, ‘Well, if there’s a lack of information then ask someone who knows about it.’

He then turned to Ophis and Lilith and called them, “Ophis, Lilith, summon the old king here. He could probably tell us more about that thing.”

Ophis and Lilith’s eyes widened before nodding. Raising their right arms, a Magic Circle appeared on the ground in front of them, and in a few seconds, a tall man with long black hair, wearing a long black robe and a blindfold on his face materialized from the Magic Circle.

The moment he appeared, hostility in the air instantly shot up with Zaraki instantly moving and slashing down his sword at the newcomer.

At the same instant, a blue silhouette moved in front of Zaraki and caught his sword with her two bare hands, stopping his advances.

However, it wasn’t just Zaraki who stepped forward as another Captain sprung forward to the opposite side, thrusting his sword towards the newcomer’s neck. But just like the former, before it could reach its intended target, a paper talisman blocked the blade’s path and stopped it in its tracks.

The man who attacked, Byakuya, frowned, “Why are you protecting this man?”

His eyes never left the black-haired man but his question was directed toward the owner of the talisman, Kunou.