At this moment, an almost terrifying spiritual pressure erupted without restraint. The heavy rain in the sky had yet to cease. As the seven looked at Asano Kiyoshi before them, for a fleeting instant, the young man's figure seemed to overlap with that old man's.
So alike... This spiritual pressure, as profound as an abyss and terrifying beyond measure...
After sensing that nearly unbeatable spiritual pressure, the seven had lost their will to fight. Yet they had not abandoned their desire to survive. Looking at Asano Kiyoshi, they cast aside their so-called noble dignity and shouted without a shred of decorum:
"You have no right to execute us! We demand to be judged by the Noble Council, not disposed of as you please!"
Hearing them, Asano Kiyoshi merely smiled faintly before saying:
"You are no longer nobles. You are traitors. And as traitors, I, the Acting Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, have the authority to erase you right here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Asano Kiyoshi could not be bothered to trade words with them any longer. He drew the Zanpakuto at his waist. Dozens of horrifying, bizarre faces rose behind him, then fused into his blade the next instant. As black flames engulfed his entire body, a massive arm tore through space beside him and swung its bloodstained Great Axe at the seven.
The downpour obscured all sight. Only in the flashes of lightning could everyone see what lay before them.
Before that bloodstained Great Axe, the seven had no room to resist at all. Even after gathering the full strength of all seven and unleashing an attack with power nearly reaching that of a half-step Transcendent, they could not hold on for even a moment before the endless sea of blood and were ruthlessly shattered.
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