Yhwach: I Am the Man Who Will 'Replace' the Soul King!

"Soul King, wait for me!"

Yhwach stood silently atop the ruins, his gaze fixed on the Soul King Palace in the sky above Soul Society.

As the great Soul King's son, Yhwach had never forgotten his mission. He was born to replace the Soul King, to become the new true god of the three realms!

And once he ascended to the Soul King Palace and absorbed the leftover power of his father, becoming a true god, he would accomplish what even the great Soul King could not! This was before the Soul King was turned into the wedge that sustains the three realms by those five despicable rebels.

Alas, the invincible Yhwach ultimately misunderstood the Soul King's intentions. He never imagined that his understanding of replacing the Soul King was not the same as the Soul King's understanding of replacement...

Seireitei East Gate—Seiryūmon!

After Chōjirō Sasakibe's Tenteikūra resonated within the hearts of all the Captains of the Gotei 13, the Captains of the Thirteen Divisions began to make their moves...

"Huh? After Araki, even Captain-Commander Yamamoto, who left a step later, has already cleared out the enemy forces in the area assigned to the 1st Division of the Gotei 13?!"

"Damn it! It looks like our Sixth Division has fallen far behind! Now, forget about making a grand display in this war and becoming famous throughout Seireitei as planned! It'll be a good outcome if Old Man Yama doesn't criticize us when the war ends!"

Upon receiving the Tenteikūra from Chōjirō Sasakibe, Saito Furofushi, in front of countless enemies, nonchalantly fidgeted with her twin pigtails and shouted out with exaggerated anxiety.

"Hey, hey! Is this person really okay?"

"Someone like this can be a Captain of the Gotei 13? It seems these so-called Captain-level Soul Reapers aren't so impressive after all~"

A group of Quincies watched Saito Furofushi, who was clearly mentally unstable and wearing the white Haori symbolizing a Captain's status. While feeling perplexed, they drew their bowstrings. Whether Saito was truly crazy or just pretending, one arrow would reveal everything.

Whoosh!

However, before the group of ready and eager Quincies could unleash their arrows at Saito Furofushi...

A chilling, cold light flashed past the Quincies first!

Accompanied by a shower of red, the Quincies who had drawn their bowstrings and aimed at Saito Furofushi suddenly realized that the hands they used to pull their bows were now flying in the air.

"Ah! My hand! My bow-drawing hand!"

In an instant, agonizing screams echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

"Damn it! It's because there are so many of you, like cockroaches, impossible to kill completely! That's why I'm falling behind Araki and Captain-Commander Yamamoto! Just die, die, die already!!"

Before the Quincies could react, Saito Furofushi, Zanpakuto in hand, complained while swinging her blade. Like a purple streak of lightning, she instantly glided through the Quincies...

In a flash, the heads of the Quincies, like sky lanterns, flew towards the sky! As a shower of red splattered into the air, the headless Quincy corpses immediately fell backward, landing on the ground with a thud and losing all signs of life.

"Not enough! Not enough! Need to be faster..."

As Saito Furofushi grumbled, her speed increased, and her blade became even faster!

A few minutes later...

Blood had unknowingly stained the white Haori Saito wore. Even Saito herself couldn't remember how many Quincies her blade had taken.

Saito couldn't be bothered to count the number of Quincies she had slaughtered because it was meaningless. No one in this world cared how many small bread rolls they ate for breakfast. In short, as long as they weren't completely wiped out, she would keep killing...

"Ah! This is getting annoying! Just tell me a number, how many more are there?!"

More flashes of cold light appeared, and more Quincies were forever laid to rest on the soil of Seireitei...

Saito stood atop the Quincy corpses that seemed to carpet the Seireitei floor, questioning the remaining Quincies about the size of their army! However, no one answered Saito's question at the moment...

The Quincies would not answer the question posed by a murderous maniac whose Zanpakuto was still dripping blood! Yes, in the eyes of the Quincies, Saito was no different from a demon from hell!

"Die! You damn lunatic!"

Just as Saito Furofushi stood bathed in blood, her unintentional demeanor sending shivers down the spines of the Quincies!

A Quincy in white knight's attire, tightly gripping a Quincy blade, rushed towards Saito Furofushi.

"Looking for death?!"

Saito licked her lips, looking at the approaching person, and was about to swing her blade at the shouting individual.

"Slap~"

Before Saito could make a move...

A dark shadow moved directly to Saito's side, attacking the Quincy before Saito could!

With a soft sound, the shadow revealed its full form. It was a man with dark purple short hair and darker skin, wearing the same white Captain's Haori as Saito!

The man did not release his Zanpakuto or use any flashy Kidō against the Quincies. Instead, he opted for Hakuda, breaking the Quincy's neck with a single kick.

"Shihoin Sennichi, huh? You're here..."

Saito looked at the newcomer and pouted unhappily.

"What? Seeing that it's me, you seem a bit displeased~"

The newcomer was, of course, Shihoin Sennichi, Captain of the 2nd Division! He first shook off the bloodstains on his foot before turning to Saito and shrugging helplessly.

"Tsk~" Saito clicked her tongue at his words and continued to question Shihoin Sennichi, "With such a big incident happening in Seireitei, is it really alright for you, as the head of the Shihoin Clan, to be running around like this?!"

"I've already handed over the Shihoin Clan matters to my younger brother! I'm the acting head now, completely at ease~"

Shihoin Sennichi smiled cheerfully at Saito's words.

It must be said that Shihoin Sennichi's tendency to follow his impulses and, when in doubt, to dump his responsibilities on his younger brother, was indeed exactly like the later Shihoin Yoruichi.

"You two, say less! The Captain-Commander is calling for us."

As Shihoin Sennichi and Saito Furofushi chatted, a clearing sound rang out, and several cold flashes darted past them. A young woman, whose mere presence and stunning figure could make her the center of attention, effortlessly took the lives of several Quincy with a sharp naginata, her expression impassive.

To her, killing Quincy was as easy as squashing a few ants.

"Katori Bakuunsai, even you're here?"

Saito's brows furrowed slightly as she looked at the newcomer. More and more hunters were competing for 'merit' with her; it seemed she had to act quickly.

"Time is short. You take the left, I'll take the right!"

"Alright!"

Shihoin Sennichi and Saito quickly reached an agreement.

The next second, two streaks of light flashed across the battlefield, like two scythes of death, relentlessly harvesting the lives of the Quincy, one after another!

In an instant, the number of Quincy mercilessly slaughtered grew, and soon their bodies piled up into towering mountains! The endless smell of blood was carried across the battlefield by the desolate autumn wind.

"These guys are absolutely insane!"

"They don't care about anyone else's lives, not even their comrades'!"

"They're butchers! Executioners! Murderers! Villains among villains!"

At that moment, the remaining Quincy in front of Seiryūmon looked on with despair. There was Saito Furofushi, dancing with blood atop the 'corpse hill,' Shihoin Sennichi, a veritable 'black-skinned dismemberment maniac' with his bone-shattering Hakuda, and Katori Bakuunsai, the 'big-breasted' adorable killer who delivered critical hits, leaving limbs flying.

How could mere humans possibly defeat demons born from 'hell'?