We are worms, wriggling back and forth beneath nonvolatile malice. Raise our heads higher than the moon, until we can no longer see your pitiful selves.
Hueco Mundo's moonlight was as white as ever. That pure white was enough to make one dizzy. The bright moon hung high in the sky, like a merciless, arrogant eye.
Two terrifying spiritual pressures collided and surged. One was pink, like the Scarlet Sky; the other was earthy, as heavy as the land itself. The two powers fed into one another, their immense spiritual pressure sweeping up the surrounding sand and stones to form a horrifying Reishi storm.
At the very center of those two storms, Nel and Nnoitra slowly emerged.
One had four legs. One had four arms.
One held a spear that seemed capable of piercing the stars. The other wielded a scythe that could tear through space and time.
They looked at each other's familiar faces, then charged at one another in unspoken agreement.
Two enormous fan-shaped hollows suddenly appeared beneath them. The moment they formed, sand and dust exploded outward, and the two shot toward each other's hearts like sharp blades!
The spearpoint collided with the scythe, spraying dazzling sparks. Their battle was simply too swift and fierce. With Asano Kiyoshi's Spiritual Sense, let alone understanding their moves, he could not even see their figures!
In his vision, all he could see were crimson ripples rising everywhere in the dead night. As those ripples faded, they scorched hole after hole into Hueco Mundo's black sky.
The sound of weapons clashing rang out, thunderous like an ancient bell violently struck with wood.
Along with the clashes came terrifying blasts of wind powerful enough to shatter massive stone walls.
The gusts surged in from all directions, like tangible currents of water, pressing