"We haven't seen you for a thousand years, Yhwach! Let me finish you off!"
The murderous intent in Captain Yamamoto's eyes was undisguised. Even when facing Aizen, he did not reveal such an obvious and strong murderous intent.
"You dare to come to His Majesty alone. You must be underestimating the enemy, old man!"
"go to hell!"
Several Quincy figures suddenly appeared behind Captain Yamamoto, shouting and pounced on them.
boom! ! !
The captain waved his Zanpakutō casually, and the flames rolled back, instantly devouring the few Quincy who rushed forward without overestimating their own strength.
"idiot."
Without any sympathy for the suffering of his subordinates, Yhwach instead mocked: "This is what will happen if you step into my battle."
Hearing Yhwach's remarks that he didn't care about the lives of his men, Captain Yamamoto twisted his neck and his eyes became a little colder.
"Why, with that look in your eyes, do you have anything to say-"
The sword flashed, and along with the terrifying flames, it slashed towards Yhwach's face. Even if he resisted hastily, it left a deep scar on his arm, with blood spilling out.
"You haven't changed at all, Yhwach!"
"However, you should also know that your bad behavior of despising your subordinates must stop here."
"You're old, Yamamoto Shigekuni!"
Even though he was injured in the brief battle just now, Yhwach looked unconcerned. He seemed to look at Captain Yamamoto who was wrapped in fire with a bit of nostalgia and said: "But this fire The possessed posture is quite like reappearing in the past."
"Nonsense!"
With one step, he appeared in front of Yhwach. As Captain Yamamoto swung his Zanpakutō, terrible flames burst out. Even Yhwach had to give in and pulled out the sword hanging from his waist. weapons.
"Did you finally draw your sword?"
"It's like you've been waiting for me to draw my sword."
"Why do you think I have to wait?"
Captain Yamamoto's spiritual pressure that enveloped the entire Seireitei became stronger again, and the air in Soul Society, which was already a little hot because of his spiritual pressure, became drier.
"Just to... crush your flesh, blood, sword, and even soul into powder!"
Following the captain's murderous declaration, the terrifying flames originally wrapped around his body and the knife suddenly disappeared.
"Swastika-Remnant Fire Sword!"
"Swastika..."
The battle with Suzuki Kusu had stopped when Captain Yamamoto arrived. Hasward looked at Yamamoto Genryusai holding a Zanpakutō in his hand. The completely different image from before made it difficult for him to distinguish it from Yamamoto. Yuan Ryusai’s swastika is linked together.
"What's left after the flames disappear, is the knife that looks like burnt wood a swastika?"
"Don't underestimate the enemy!"
Sensing Hasward's suspicion, Yhwach pointed out: "[Remnant Fire Taito] is a swastika that seals all the flames into the sword. Once it is swung, it is the end. It is an object that can hit. A sword of great fire that burns cleanly with explosive flames."
"Speaking of which, you must have seen this swastika once a thousand years ago. Is it still the same as before? Whether it is the same as it was a thousand years ago, let's try it with your flesh and blood!"
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At the same time, everywhere in the Soul Society...
My throat is so dry...
Lips split...
Hyōrinmaru is completely useless...
Seeing the water in the vase on the table that had evaporated in an instant, a trace of worry flashed across Unohana Retsu's face. This kind of power is just like the [Remnant Fire Sword] thousands of years ago!
Lord Commander, please decide the winner as soon as possible, before Soul Society is destroyed by your own power! !
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"asshole!"
"asshole!"
While Kimura Muyang was speaking, Suzuki Nan on the opposite side repeated.
"What an excellent ability, isn't it?"
'Suzuki Kusu' fiddled with the Zanpakuto in his hand and looked at Kimura Muyang opposite.
"Even being able to do things like 'mind reading' is really an excellent ability. But, in terms of excellence, my ability is better, what do you think?"
"Imitating other people's abilities and imitating other people's looks is such a bad behavior!"
"No matter what you say, if it becomes like this, you won't be able to attack without mercy. After all, I am 'Suzuki Nan'!"
A twisted expression flashed across 'Suzuki Kusu''s face, and then he smiled like a flower and walked slowly towards Kimura Muyang, the Zanpakutō in his hand hanging down naturally.
"Damn bastard!"
Clearly feeling what Kimura Muyang was thinking, the smile on Suzuki Nan's face became even brighter.
Just like this, he becomes the most difficult target for him to attack, and then tortures the other person bit by bit, making him slowly die in pain, hesitation, grief, anger, and despair.
"It really makes me sick!"
The spiritual pressure that had become more messy gradually calmed down, Kimura Muyang's eyes gradually became colder, the palm holding the knife no longer hesitated, and a fierce aura emanated from his body.
"Nan is not a disgusting bastard like you!"
Facing the face that was exactly the same as Suzuki Kusu's, Kimura Muyang swung down the Zanpakuto in his hand without hesitation.
when! ! !
"It's so heartless. Even the person you cherish most in your heart can be so ruthless."
Raising his hand to block Kimura Muyang's slash, 'Suzuki Nan' had a bit of surprise in his eyes and taunted.
"However, even if you take action seriously now, you may not be my opponent in your current state."
Even when facing the serious Kimura Muyang, 'Suzuki Kusu' was not afraid. It is true that Kimura Muyang in his prime is very powerful, but Suzuki Kusu is not weak either! What's more, what he is facing now is Kimura Muyang, who has experienced many battles and is close to the limit of his body.
Under the power of this Zanpakuto, all the opponent's attacks are invulnerable. As long as Kimura Muyang's strength and speed do not reach a level that can absolutely crush him, he will never lose! And Kimura Muyang, who is currently in a weak period, will never be able to reach that level!
"So, the real Nan will never be a guy like you!"
Taking a deep breath and then exhaling it, Kimura Muyang's whole body relaxed in an instant, and the Zanpakutō in his hand was slowly raised.
"It's useless, you should know that before the power of this Zanpakutō, all your attacks will be - what -!!"
The whole person's head suddenly became empty, and all thoughts were abandoned in an instant. The Zanpakutō in Kimura Muyang's hand drew a perfect curve, splitting the 'Suzuki Kusu' in front of him in half.
"The real Nan wouldn't rely on the Zanpakutō as much as you do. That's just a fool's errand!"
Life slowly passed, revealing the true Quincy form, a bald Quincy with one eye between his eyebrows - [Y] Lloyd Lloyd.
(End of chapter)