Ikkaku Madarame panted, his gaze passing through Grimmjow's eyes and looking directly into the depths of his soul.
"This is the power of a Berserker!"
Grimmjow fell silent for a moment.
"Good! If that's the case, then I'll play with you to the very end!"
He spoke in a low voice, and then an even more powerful aura erupted from his body. Like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, he prepared to launch an even fiercer offensive.
"Panther King's Claws!!!"
As Grimmjow's words fell, the aura around him surged once more, as though endless power was churning within his body, ready to burst forth.
He suddenly spread both hands, and dazzling blue light instantly erupted between his ten fingers. Streams of blue light coiled and spread like living things, gradually gathering into incomparably sharp blue claws of light. Each one was as hard as solid matter and flashed with a cold gleam, extending Grimmjow's arms dozens of meters and forming a terrifying pair of weapons capable of tearing apart space.
This was Grimmjow's unique ability after releasing his sword, his strongest move. His twin claws carved out two enormous blue streaks of light that sliced his opponent apart. Its power was immense, possessing overwhelming offensive force and pressure.
"Let's see if you can take this!"
Grimmjow swung his left hand, and the five claw marks on it turned into spear-like streaks that pierced toward Ikkaku Madarame. Those five streams of light were so massive, they seemed to divide the sky.
They lunged at Ikkaku Madarame with the force to tear everything apart.
Wherever those streaks of light passed, even space seemed to be cut open, leaving behind horrifying cracks.
"Nani!"
Ikkaku Madarame had only barely withstood Leopard Fang, yet Grimmjow unleashed an even stronger attack in the blink