It opened its gaping maw, its sharp fangs flashing with a cold gleam as it charged straight at Kenpachi Zaraki.
Kenpachi Zaraki's pupils contracted sharply at the sight, but his fighting spirit immediately erupted with even greater fervor. With a roar, he swung his fist and struck straight at the massive shark.
However, the blow did not shatter the shark as easily as he had hoped. It merely barely tore through its tough hide, exposing the mangled flesh beneath.
The shark seemed to feel pain. It angrily opened its gaping maw and sank its sharp teeth into Kenpachi's arm.
An indescribable agony shot through him, but there was not the slightest hint of retreat in Kenpachi's eyes—only even more fanatical fighting spirit.
With an enraged roar, his muscles tensed like steel as he tried to break free from the shark's grip. At the same time, his other fist thundered toward the shark's head, intending to deliver a fatal blow.
That other fist hammered wildly at the shark's head like a heavy mallet, every impact accompanied by the sound of bone shattering and sprays of blood.
"Be devoured by the shark swarm."
Tier Harribel's voice echoed beside Kenpachi Zaraki's ear, carrying a trace of coldness and resolve.
She knew full well that the power of the sea was endless, and the sharks she had summoned were the Embodiment of Power.
She believed that under the siege of countless Vasto Lorde-class Hollow sharks, even a powerhouse like Kenpachi Zaraki would find it difficult to escape the fate of being devoured.
Yet Kenpachi Zaraki did not give up as easily as she had hoped. The instant he was dragged into the sea, the fighting spirit within him instead boiled even more fiercely.
"Hmph. Mere sharks think they can devour me?"
Kenpachi Zaraki sneered,