Ten masks overlapped, every emotion—joy, anger, sorrow, and delight—appearing across them as they formed a line behind Asano Kiyoshi. Then, a mask bearing an eerie grin rose from behind him. In the next instant, it opened its enormous mouth, its entire body wreathed in black flames, and bit directly onto the Zanpakuto in Asano Kiyoshi's hand!
Barragan stared at Asano Kiyoshi, his expression filled with shock and a trace of confusion.
"You damned insect! When did you hide there?!"
Flames danced wildly along the blade under the fierce wind pressure. The nearly solid blade aura surged and flickered, while Asano Kiyoshi's Shinigami Uniform was pressed tightly against his body by the force. He looked at Barragan and said coldly, "I was inside that Cero from the very beginning! King of Hueco Mundo!"
As he spoke, the spiritual pressure upon his long blade flared to its limit. A massive wrathful ghost appeared behind Asano Kiyoshi. Grinning viciously, it conjured a long blade identical to the one in Asano Kiyoshi's hand. Even its stance as it held the sword was exactly the same as his.
With a shriek sharp enough to pierce the ears, the wrathful ghost gripped its long blade and, together with Asano Kiyoshi, slashed straight at Barragan's head.
The blade moved so fast that it seemed to shatter the restraints of space and time itself. It tore through the shield around Barragan's body, already weakened by Stark, and was about to split open the Hogyoku in his chest when Barragan suddenly raised an arm. A darkness that seemed ready to devour all surrounding light spilled out from around the Hogyoku.
"I told you! Defying the king's command! Destruction is your only end! This power is the magnificent funeral I prepared for you!"
The decaying aura of death before Asano