"What?"
For a moment, Zaraki Kenpachi failed to react to Chiba Makoto's proposal.
Chiba Makoto raised his hand, and Kenpachi's Zanpakuto, broken into several pieces and scattered across the ground, flew into Makoto's hand as if drawn by some invisible force.
The next moment, invisible spirit particles gathered around the shattered Zanpakuto. In the blink of an eye, it was restored. Makoto handed a serrated Zanpakuto, identical in appearance to its former self, to Kenpachi.
Kenpachi glanced at Makoto with some surprise. Among the information Makoto had revealed publicly, there had been no indication that he possessed the ability to instantly repair a Zanpakuto.
Yet the moment Kenpachi gripped the Zanpakuto again, he immediately sensed how different it was from before.
Heavy!
Incredibly heavy!!!
That slender blade seemed to contain the weight of countless Zanpakuto. Kenpachi nearly failed to hold it steady, and the blade fell point-first toward the ground.
Unlike a normal Zanpakuto, whose sharp edge would easily sink into the earth, the instant this Zanpakuto touched the ground, it was as though an unbearable sledgehammer had crashed down upon it.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the ground centered around the blade's tip caved in and cracked apart. Only when the veins in Kenpachi's arm bulged did he barely manage to hold the Zanpakuto steady.
Otherwise, Kenpachi suspected that this Zanpakuto might have smashed straight through the ground.
Kenpachi gripped the hilt with both hands, examining the Zanpakuto that appeared no different on the surface, and asked in shock, "What is this?"
"Captain Kenpachi, do you know how Nimaiya Ōetsu, the 'Sword God' of the Soul King Palace, forges Zanpakuto?"
Makoto posed a question.
Naturally, a beast like Kenpachi, who only ever thought about slaughter and battle, could not possibly know the answer.
Nor did Makoto expect Kenpachi to answer.