Boom—
The terrifying impact, like a meteor crashing down, drew everyone's gazes uncontrollably toward the sky at the end of the street.
Hanataro Yamada, who had considered himself to have reached captain-level strength, silently watched the scene before him and buried the arrogance that had only just begun to rise within him.
Thanks to Hisagomaru, he could indeed grow stronger as he fought, even rivaling the weakest captains.
But beneath the crushing force of that towering iron mountain, he feared he would be ground directly into pulp before he could even activate Hisagomaru.
Not long after the battle began, Bambietta Basterbine stopped explaining the beauty of the world to Michibane Aura. The two appeared atop a divisional building, gazing toward the astonishing sight in the distance.
Michibane Aura, whose emotions had always been muted, finally showed a ripple of feeling upon seeing that scene, and it had nothing to do with Su Feng.
That towering iron mountain, supporting the heavens above and pressing down upon the earth below, directly awakened humanity's instinctive fear of colossal things. Merely looking at that magnificent sight made breathing increasingly difficult.
Compared to it, the figure standing in the street seemed as tiny as an ant. The iron mountain only needed to roll over him lightly to turn him into a puddle of blood!
There was simply no comparison between the two.
Beneath the heavy dark clouds, Kumenai Enra hung beneath the sky by the black chains around his waist. His gold-capped teeth were bared, and his expression was savage and terrifying, like an evil spirit crawling out of Hell.
He swung the iron mace in his hand with all his strength, his voice deep, hoarse, and layered:
"Be ground into pulp!"
"When your bones let out their creaking wails beneath the iron mountain, that