Soul King's Right Arm

However, before the Soul Reapers could approach Aizen Sōsuke, Stark, Barragan, Ulquiorra, and the other Espada who still retained their fighting strength all sprang into action, stopping those Soul Reapers in their tracks.

And another massive melee erupted!

Aizen Sōsuke merely cast a faint glance at the many Soul Reapers steeped in despair, then suddenly swung Kyōka Suigetsu down at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

As long as he killed Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, then... anyone left who might oppose Makoto would be nothing more than a minor nuisance. Kill all suspected opponents, and that would be that.

"Whoosh~~"

At that moment, a golden chain suddenly emerged from the surrounding space and tightly wrapped around Kyōka Suigetsu just as it was about to strike Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

"What?"

Aizen Sōsuke paused slightly and looked up toward a corner off to the side.

"I... I made it!"

Ukitake Jūshirō's voice, weak beyond concealment, slowly rang out across the battlefield.

At that moment, Ukitake Jūshirō no longer resembled the frail, gentle gentleman he usually was. His upper body was bare, and his pale skin was covered in one strange totem after another, each marked with black eyes. He held a wooden shield in one hand and a wooden spear in the other.

Several chains extended from the surface of the wooden shield, piercing into the empty air before him and faintly resonating with the chain wrapped around Kyōka Suigetsu.

"Ukitake Jūshirō..."

Aizen Sōsuke slowly spoke the name, a trace of gravity appearing in his eyes.

"So, you finally resolved to use that power belonging to the 'King,' did you?"

"As expected, Aizen Sōsuke, you know quite a lot about my secret as well."

Ukitake Jūshirō seemed noticeably more shriveled and gaunt than before, yet the spiritual pressure radiating from him was far beyond anything he