"Cry, Suzumushi!"
"Suzumushi: Ichishiki!"
"Suzumushi: Nishiki, Benihikō!"
"Bankai—Suzumushi: Enma Kōrogi!"
For these nobles who held the highest authority in Soul Society, Kaname Tosen had always harbored a flame within his heart.
A flame called hatred.
Even after all these years, he still could not forget how his friend had been brutally killed by a single order from the Central 46 Chambers.
So when he made his move, not only did he show no mercy, he recklessly vented all his power.
In just a few minutes, at least a dozen Deaths of noble birth had fallen in pools of blood.
Although many of them had also mastered the Shikai of their Zanpakuto, they had far too little combat experience to be compared with battle-hardened captains.
Kaname Tosen might only have been considered middle-ranking among the many Death captains, but his Bankai's ability to deprive its victims of all senses was simply too powerful.
Unless one possessed beast-like combat instincts and overwhelming Reiatsu like Kenpachi Zaraki, they would be cut down in seconds amid their panic.
Allen had experienced Suzumushi: Enma Kōrogi once before, and he knew just how awful it felt to lose all perception of his surroundings.
If his Reiatsu had not greatly surpassed Tosen's, and if his Zanpakuto had not been so unique, breaking free would not have been easy at all.
That meant Kaname Tosen was not nearly as weak as many people imagined. The only reason he had seemed so weak in the original story was because he had chosen the wrong opponents.
Otherwise, once most captains were trapped inside that barrier, they would likely meet their end on the spot.
Watching the Soul Society nobles react with a mixture of terror and fury, Aizen wore a mocking smile. "Tosen still hasn't forgotten that incident. But