The big man pointed to a Zanpakuto lying quietly off to one side and said, "You can start with that one."
Uchiha Hiko looked around at the Zanpakuto scattered all over the ground, not knowing what expression to make.
"There have to be at least eight hundred, if not a thousand!!!"
"Even if I went without sleep or rest, there's no way I could handle every single Zanpakuto!!!"
Uchiha Hiko sighed. There simply wasn't enough time. It was too tight.
According to his plans, he would be heading to another world in eight days.
After a brief silence, Uchiha Hiko clenched his back teeth. "Whatever! I'll familiarize myself with however many I can! I'll deal with the rest later."
The big man smiled at Uchiha Hiko. He suddenly felt that this youth seemed pretty decent as his wielder.
At the very least, his strength did not disgrace him in the slightest, though his technique was somewhat lacking.
He had always wondered how this youth had managed to achieve Bankai despite such a severe lack of technique.
The big man had wanted to ask, but before he could, Uchiha Hiko walked toward the Zanpakuto he had pointed out earlier.
So he said nothing.
"Ichimon, open!"
Uchiha Hiko restrained his strength to the state of having Ichimon open. He gripped the murderous Zanpakuto in his hand and stared straight at the big man wreathed in blue-white flames.
His eyes burned with intense fighting spirit.
"The sword you're holding right now! Can you feel the killing intent on its blade?"
"A Zanpakuto can be influenced under any circumstances!"
"The sword in your hand has been affected by your killing intent!!!"
The big man spoke calmly, gripping his Zanpakuto tightly in his powerful hand. "You must remain clear-headed even under that killing intent."
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