Chapter 203
He believed that any one of the four members, as long as they could use Bankai, would have no problem dealing with these winged creatures.
This has nothing to do with the Miracles; it's simply a matter of numerical values and skill differences.
He slowly raised the Sayafushi in his hand towards the sky, then opened his hand and let the Sayafushi fall.
The incredibly sharp blade instantly sliced open Ōetsu Nimaiya's throat, splattering blood everywhere.
He smiled, leaving a faint smile, and then closed his eyes.
Gerard was somewhat puzzled.
He always felt that the enemy before him was pursuing the Miracle, but he didn't know why he would commit suicide.
Just as he bent down to pick up the Sayafushi, a repulsive smell wafted from behind him.
He immediately turned around to look.
Two groups of people appeared simultaneously in the Riden.
The Gotei 13, led by Captain Sajin Komamura of the Captain of the Seventh Division and Byakuya Kuchiki of the Sixth Division Captain, along with Vice-Captain Renji Abarai and Captain Tōshirō Hitsugaya of the Tenth Division, arrived.
However, the person standing next to Tōshirō was not the vice-captain Rangiku Matsumoto, but rather the vice-captain of the Twelfth Division, Nemu Kurotsuchi.
Opposite the Soul Reaper Captain was Ulquiorra Cifer, the Fourth Espada of Hueco Mundo.
The Seventh Espada, Zommari Lulu; the Eighth Espada Szayelaporro Granz; and the Espada, Yammy Rialgo.
"No way?" Askin reached up to hold his head, backing away step by step from the edge of the Riden.
But he didn't approach PePe Waccabrada; instead, he backed away and walked around her, stopping beside Gerard and counting on his fingers.
"The Soul Reaper have five more members, Hueco Mundo has four more, and we only have three. Aren't we at a complete disadvantage now?"
Gerard shouted excitedly, "Disadvantages, that's right! It's precisely because of disadvantages that the Miracles can happen!"
This was in stark contrast to Askin's attitude of not wanting to fight and preparing to turn and run.
Gerard, his blood boiling, stepped forward, arms Espada Soul Reaper, and shouted, "Come on, attack me!"
Tōshirō Hitsugaya raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Is this guy the type who can reflect other people's attacks?"
Byakuya Kuchiki, standing nearby, nodded in agreement. "Very likely."
Both of them felt that Gerard's act of taunting everyone present all by himself meant he possessed some strange ability.
Byakuya Kuchiki then looked at Renji Abarai: "Renji, don't get carried away in battle, stay calm."
The enemy isn't just the Quincy, but also the Hollows; a calm mind is needed even more in the chaos of the battlefield.
"Yes, Captain," Renji Abarai replied respectfully, then added, "Please rest assured, Captain, my strength has greatly increased after rigorous training."
Being able to follow in the captain's footsteps, break through the Wandenreich's Valley of Screams Space, and arrive at the Riden is enough to prove that Renji Abarai has indeed reached the Captain-level.
As for Nemu Kurotsuchi beside her, she followed up using other means.
Sajin Komamura, however, did not look at the enemies present. Instead, with his back to them, he focused his gaze on the direction of Captain-Commander Yamamoto.
He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "We can't delay any longer. We need to deal with the enemy quickly and go to support Captain-Commander Yamamoto."
Tōshirō exhaled a cold breath, glanced sideways at Sajin Komamura, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Captain-Commander Yamamoto doesn't need our support."
"No," Sajin Komamura shook his head, "Whether they need our support or not and whether we go to provide support are two different things. Let's end this battle quickly."
He turned around and Zanpakuto towards Gerard below.
"Bankai! Kokujō Tengen Myō'ō!"
A gigantic figure emerged from behind him; it was a massive samurai clad in armor. As Sajin Komamura his sword, the samurai also severed the giant blade in Komamura Sajin's hand and slammed it down towards Gerard.
"Hahaha, that's huge!" Gerard raised his short sword to parry.
With a loud clang, a tremendous force pressed down on him, making it difficult for him to straighten up, and cracks appeared in the Riden beneath his feet.
"What immense power! I'm completely at a disadvantage!"
The words he uttered were completely contrary to his excited tone; he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying his disadvantage.
Sajin Komamura snorted coldly, raised his sword, and slashed down again.
Clang! The force increased even more, and the cracks beneath Gerard's feet spread even wider.
He raised his sword to strike again, but Gerard neither dodged nor evaded, continuing to parry with his short sword.
The clanging sounds continued incessantly.
PePe Waccabrada suddenly shouted at both sides, "No war, experience love!"
He passionately proclaimed. "War only brings hatred, only love can resolve it. Love can uplift people's spirits and make them better people."
Look at my posture now, isn't this loving posture dazzling?
As he spoke, he twisted his body and made various gestures, sometimes raising one leg and blinking, sometimes making a heart shape in front of his chest, and occasionally sticking out his tongue.
If she were a cute girl, this appearance could indeed be considered cute.
It's just a pity that PePe Waccabrada is an old man who is fat, bald, and has a long white beard.
Not to mention he's only wearing his underwear.
Even Tōshirō, who is usually very composed, couldn't quite keep his composure in this state.
He had never seen such a disgusting, ugly, shameless person who was completely unaware of it.
"Ugly!" A loud shout came from the other side of Hueco Mundo.
Tōshirō even looked over with some gratitude, thanking the other person for speaking his mind.
But when he saw the person speaking, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Another bald guy."
"Ugly, absolutely ugly!" Seventh Espada Zommari roared at PePe Waccabrada.
"Your posture, the way you posed with your body, was truly unbearable to watch. What I find most disgusting is that you uttered the word 'love'!"
Zommari seemed to be furious.
He drew his Zanpakuto directly, clasped his hands together, and his head made a cracking sound, as if it were about to break at a ninety-degree angle.
The Zanpakuto floating in front of his palm also twisted in a strange manner.
"Calm down, Brujería!"
The Zanpakuto emitted smoke that enveloped Zommari's entire body.
A moment later, the smoke dissipated, revealing his appearance after he Resurrección.
At this moment, his lower body seemed to have transformed into a red pumpkin, while his upper body fit perfectly in the center.
Eyes appeared on his body and lower body, like the round shape of a pumpkin, but he himself kept his eyes closed.
It looks very strange.
His eyes, both on his upper and lower body, stared at PePe Waccabrada simultaneously, and he said, "I'll tell you what love is."
"What did you say? Of course I know what love is, you bastard!" PePe Waccabrada was also enraged by Zommari. "Look closely, this is love."
He drew a heart shape in the air again and shot it towards Zommari.
At the same time, all of Zommari's eyes were fixed on PePe Waccabrada, and he glared at her fiercely!
The heart was imprinted smoothly on Zommari's left arm.
However, on PePe Waccabrada's right foot below, there is an extra black mark that looks a bit like a sun pattern.
The two of them roared at the same time.
"Love is domination!"
"Love is control!"
Then, Zommari's arm, which had been hit by the heart, suddenly rose up and choked her own neck, her fingers gripping tightly.
PePe Waccabrada, however, involuntarily raised his right foot and kicked towards his face.
Unfortunately, his short and stout build meant that although his foot kept rising, he couldn't kick himself at all.
Upon seeing this, Tōshirō's eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed, "It's the same Stand!"
"Captain Hitsugaya, what are you saying?" Byakuya Kuchiki didn't quite understand.
"Sorry, I've been reading too many manga. They actually have the same type of power." Tōshirō frowned.
PePe Waccabrada's heart-shaped attack was alright; it was predictable.
But Zommari hadn't yet figured out when he had taken control of PePe Waccabrada's foot.
Zommari, whose neck was being gripped by his own hand, suddenly widened his eyes.
His other eye shifted to the hand gripping his neck.
The next moment, sun-colored patterns appeared on that arm as well.
The hand that had been gripping his neck gradually loosened, and he regained control.
Zommari burst into laughter and said, "See? Domination is love after all!"
PePe Waccabrada's eyes widened in disbelief. "How is this possible? How can you break free from my control?"
Actually, when he was controlling Zommari's hand earlier, he noticed something was wrong, because his ability wasn't just about controlling the hand.
Logically speaking, even if the arrow only hit Zommari's hand, he should be under his own control. He's used his abilities on Hollows before, so could it be because of the Arrancar?
Just as he was getting angry, he suddenly noticed that black sunflower patterns had appeared on his other foot and stomach.
"You bastard, don't even think about controlling me!" He opened his mouth wide, reached into his mouth and pulled out the Heilig Pfeil, aimed it at Zommari's eyes, and frantically pulled back the bowstring.
Arrows with heart-shaped arrowheads shot out rapidly.
But the next moment, Zommari's body suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind PePe Waccabrada, with his back to him.
"I've said it before, love is about domination." Then the eyes on the back of his head suddenly widened.
PePe Waccabrada's back was covered with many sun-colored stripes.
"You bastard, this isn't love!" PePe Waccabrada tried to turn around and continue her attack, but found that she couldn't move her entire body.
Then, she crossed her legs and twisted her upper and lower body in opposite directions, like a pretzel.
"No! No!" He found himself completely out of control of his body, and pain spread throughout his entire being.
"Your love was too twisted, so let you die in a twisted way. Ah, I was so too kind," Zommari said softly.
Crackling sounds echoed from PePe Waccabrada's body as her bones broke.
His body continued to twist and turn until it resembled a towel wrung dry.
His bones and internal organs were completely destroyed, his eyes rolled back, and he showed no signs of life.
"Are you kidding me? This ability is way too overpowered!" Askin stood to the side, scratching his head and sighing repeatedly.
All of Zommari's eyes turned towards him, and he roared angrily:
"You dare to have the same hairstyle as Lord Aizen? You deserve to die!"
Then his eyes widened suddenly.
At this moment, many black sun-like patterns also appeared on Askin's body.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Mere Quincy! Insignificant Quincy! Despicable Quincy! They have no right to have the same hairstyle as Lord Aizen."
"Go to hell! There will be no love or pity for you, only death!" Zommari's tone grew increasingly agitated, and he exuded an aura of rage.
"Hey, wait a minute! I'll change my hairstyle right now!" Askin said quickly.
Unfortunately, his hands, stomach, and feet already had sun-colored markings, and his body was out of control.
He watched helplessly as his hands came toward his neck, and cried out repeatedly.
"Seriously! If it really comes down to it, I'll shave my head, right now! Stop!"
"It's no use. You've committed a capital offense. Even I, with my boundless compassion, will show you no mercy. Die!" Zommari unleashed his full power, controlling Askin's hands and increasing the force with each stroke.
At this point, Askin's eyes had rolled back slightly, and drool was constantly dripping from the corners of his mouth.
"To have blasphemed Lord Aizen's existence and die such a painful death," Zommari's mood gradually improved, and he laughed heartily, "Damn it, go to Hell and repent!"
Askin's eyes were still rolling back, drool was dripping from his mouth, but he remained standing in place, his hands gripping his neck.
"You managed to hold out for so long, your will to survive is pretty strong, but it's all useless." Zommari's eyes widened again.