Hollow Terkuat Di Bleach Novels & Stories

“It’s… alive, isn’t it?” Kael glanced back, gold eyes gleaming in the dim light. Shadows curled along his skin, restless, protective. “It remembers,” he said. “Not everything, but enough to hide us… if we respect it. The Hollow’s magic fades slowly, but it leaves marks. Echoes. Residual intent. That’s why we feel it.” Aria pressed closer to him instinctively, the bond tightening between them like a taut wire. “I don’t want to feel like… a ghost,” she whispered. “Like I’m walking on someone else’s memories.”

“It’s reacting to them—channel its power!” Aria didn’t know how, but she thrust the orb forward, willing its energy to obey her. A burst of blinding light exploded from it, slamming into the Hollow One with the force of a battering ram. The creature reeled back, its screech twisting into a wail of agony as the light seared its shadowy form, tendrils of smoke rising from its charred limbs. Caden seized the moment, driving his sword deep into the Hollow One’s chest. It let out a final, agonized howl and collapsed, its body dissolving into a pile of ash and brittle bone fragments that scattered across the cave floor.

Just for a fraction of a second. And in that second— Its power surged. Not outward. Inward. Drawing. Feeding. Its body expanded, muscles tightening, limbs elongating as something dark and unseen pulled energy from the very presence around it. From them. From both Alphas. The High Circle observer’s voice snapped, desperate now. “Pull back! You’re making it stronger!” But timing had already slipped beyond reach. The Hollow moved again. Faster. Heavier. Its strike slammed into Kael before he could adjust, the force of it launching him backward into a tree with a crack that echoed through the forest.

I shouted. The grate above Sadira’s bed snapped loose, and another Hollowed dropped straight toward her. I would not reach her in time. But then the Core on her chest flared. Not red as in the gorge. But blinding, pure blue. Sadira’s eyes opened. There were no pupils—only swirling blue light. The falling Hollowed froze midair, as if caught by an invisible hand. Metal screamed as its body began to compress, folding in on itself as though trapped in a massive press.

The moment our skin touched, the violent power surging through my body steadied slightly. I looked at him. At the familiar face that had carried me through every impossible challenge. The bond between us pulsed. For a brief moment, the fear disappeared. Then another howl erupted from inside me, louder this time. The balance shook violently. Silver energy exploded outward. Kael was forced back several steps. My heart shattered at the sight. “Kael!” I reached toward him, but the energy surrounding me surged again. The Hollow Creator watched silently. Its enormous form towered beyond the dead realities. Its empty eyes remained fixed on me. Not with hunger. Not with malice. With longing. The emo

“The seal hasn’t held.” Mireya’s grip tightened on her sword. “Then we reseal it. Tell us how.” Serenya shook her head. “It’s too late. The Hollow is alive now. It’s feeding on the space between us.” Kaelen pressed his hand against the mirror. The glass felt hot under his palm. “Then let me pull you out before it takes you.” “It’ll take you instead,” she said. “That’s how it works. One leaves, one stays.”

Celeste howled in pain, the sound made me ache. The old witch drew her blade slowly down leaving a trail of thick blood. When she pulled the knife back a gaping hole was still in Celeste side. That's when I realized the blade must be made of platinum because she wasn't healing quickly. Hildegarde reached her hand inside the hole; Celeste cringed but still remained still. When she took her bloody hand out, inside it was a rugged shaped crystal. It shined and thumped magnificently, as if it were alive. Celeste

When one's turn ended, they could rest and replenish the true energy they had just expended while they continued to advance. It was still filled with the unending color of blood everywhere. There was a blood-colored crescent moon in the sky. The aura of death filled the whole world. Due to how cruel the scene was before, they were all in heavy moods. Comparatively, Fane's spiritual energy was the strongest. After all, Destroying the Void was a spiritual skill, and one that was very high ranked. Hence, each time it was Fane's turn, the area would be incredibly large. His senses would clearly cover everything in hundreds of meters.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

I looked at her quickly. “What is it trying to do?” Her expression turned grim. “The Hollows feed on opened spirit gates.” Cold dread spread through me instantly. “And what exactly is a spirit gate?” Lyra didn’t answer immediately. Which was never a good sign. Finally she whispered: “You.” Nope. Absolutely not. I was getting extremely tired of being magical problems. The Hollow suddenly exploded from the ocean again. Its giant body slammed onto the side of the ship while red eyes locked directly onto mine. Everyone screamed.