Sternritter (Final)

"These two seem to work well together."

Faced with the joint pincer attack of the two Arrancar, Shen Fei did not take them head-on. Instead, he used Flash Step to leave the battlefield just as their attacks were about to reach him. Caught off guard, neither had time to pull back, and the Fifth Espada's four scythes collided with the Eleventh's body.

The violent collision of spiritual pressure shattered all eight tentacles behind the Eleventh Espada, sending him flying backward against his will.

"You're in the way. Stop causing trouble." The Fifth Espada snorted at the Eleventh Espada he had sent flying, then immediately raised the four scythes behind him and charged Shen Fei again.

Reality was not a game. There was no damage immunity, so coordination required great care. Especially in a two-sided pincer attack like this—if the opponent suddenly vanished and you could not stop in time, you would simply be attacking your own side.

If they were companions who truly trusted one another, they would have stopped in time. But these were Arrancar; no one expected them to share any sense of camaraderie. The fact that they did not seize the chance to stab each other in the back already spoke well of their character.

"Trash is trash. And you think you can replace me?"

The moment the Eleventh Espada slammed heavily into the sand, Grimmjow appeared beside him. After giving him a disdainful glance, he immediately rushed toward Shen Fei.

"If you grew another pair of arms and two more heads, you'd practically have three heads and six arms." As Shen Fei watched the charging Fifth Espada—one of the Espada—that thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Other than a select few, Shen Fei only vaguely remembered the Espada's names now. He remembered Grimmjow, the Sixth Espada, so