Lightning burst across the sky, pure ink-black mixed into the deep blue radiance.
The Kido attack, which had originally traveled in a straight line, twisted upward in an indescribably graceful arc the instant Asano Kiyoshi spoke the words!
The arcs of electricity surrounding the lightning's path let out clear, ringing cries. They leaped and writhed, driving the circulation of Reishi to its absolute limit.
Amid the violently colliding Reishi flashed an immense pressure that seemed to descend from the heavens!
Terrifying lightning filled the entire barrier. The thunderous glow, expanded to its limit, nearly became an ocean of Blue-Ink Color, its crackling ceaseless.
And this was only the beginning.
Asano Kiyoshi slightly raised his right hand, and the lightning coiled around his arm leaped into the sky with it.
The lightning was blindingly brilliant, devouring all light in the space with almost tyrannical force and replacing it with a deep blue that seemed to dye every other color.
At that moment, half the Visoreds' bodies had been dyed deep blue by the lightning. Lisa and Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō, who knew Kido relatively well, were so shocked that they could not close their mouths. What kind of monster was this?!
Post-Chanting for Kido No. 88 was one thing! But what was this self-created Variant of Kido No. 88?!
Wasn't this kid afraid that the Kido would suddenly go out of control and explode in his hands?
Ever since Kido had existed in the Soul Society, there had been no shortage of people who wanted to improve or create their own Kido.
Yet the vast majority of them—no, ninety-nine percent of them—had all ended in failure.
Compared to Arrancar, Shinigami bodies were practically made of paper.
Shinigami had always been high in offense and low in defense. Every Kido improvement could be said