This Is My Game!

"Welcome, my enemies!"

In that instant, a dark spiritual pressure erupted from Iori's body, tearing apart all the bandages, expanding as if it were solid, and then suddenly condensing at her fingertips:

Hadō Zero: Kai!

Buzz—

The pitch-black beam pierced through everything, but this time it wasn't aimed in a single direction. Instead, it swept horizontally like a wielding longsword before stabbing into the sky!

Both the solid walls and the massive canopy covering Seireitei were cleaved in two, followed by a series of explosions!

Bang!

The ground exploded, Iori leaped into the air. Instead of using Resurrección, she passed through the explosion's Kakkō with her bare body, following her sensitive detection circuits. The first person she encountered in the smoke was an elegant Grim Reaper with long white hair.

"Varied--"

Fujitora Shijuro opened his eyes slightly. Because of the ray attack just now, the Captains who came with him were forced to separate, and they were naturally surprised to suddenly encounter the enemy in the chaos.

Although he was a patient, he was not powerless. Even when faced with Iori's super-fast attack, he was able to react in time. Instead of choosing Shikai, he drew his Zanpakuto in Asauchi stance.

Logically speaking, he, being physically weak, should not have been able to withstand a blow from Adjuchas-class Menos Grande. However, when he drew his sword, he gripped the scabbard with his left hand, forming a ring with his index finger and Asauchi, making it appear as if he were pulling the sword out of his hand. The bright blade was even coated with a layer of flickering brilliance, and as soon as it was drawn, it emitted a burst of White Splendor, and it did not lose ground when it clashed with the Crimson Iron Greatsword!

Iori secretly praised in her heart:

He didn't use his full strength in this attack, unlike his fierce attack against Zaraki, but it was by no means easy to withstand. Jushiro Spell Discard Chant of the high-level Kido "Blade Dance" and covered the sword blade with the released sword pressure to enhance its power, which was just enough to make him stand up to him.

To make such an accurate judgment in such a short time, and to possess such superb Kido... Although his battle record in the original work wasn't particularly impressive, he was still the Old Man Yama's beloved disciple and Iori's adopted senior brother.

Judging solely from his proficiency in Strike White Flash Ghost, he probably wouldn't lose to Shunsui!

However, despite admiring it, Iori wouldn't be soft-hearted and make things difficult at this moment. He immediately increased his strength to suppress Jushiro and pushed him backward. He then turned around and kicked the arm that the opponent was using to block. The captain of the Thirteenth Division was thus knocked back dozens of meters by brute force.

Jushiro barely managed to stay on his feet and immediately Body Flicker Technique to the other side to avoid being chased by Iori. However, Iori remained standing in the same spot, but turned to face him as if she were observing something.

The battle between the two was extremely brief, but even such chaotic Reiatsu fluctuation attracted the attention of others. Iori, having just repelled Jushiro, suddenly sensed a chilling killing intent—

Laugh!

The man turned to his left, and almost at the same time a sharp blade came from behind and grazed past Iori. He tilted his head and looked closely, and saw that it came from the shadow cast on the wall by the Kakkō!

With a "whoosh," the missing broadsword turned ninety degrees and slashed horizontally towards Iori.

But how can they pose a threat to Iori if they've already lost the initiative?

The atmosphere vibrated, and in the next moment Iori had already used the Resurrección to teleport a hundred meters away.

When he looked back at his original spot, Fujitora Shijuro was already standing with Kyōraku Shunsui, who had emerged from the shadows.

Immediately afterward, another spiritual pressure broke through the barrier of smoke and arrived at the scene, subtly attacking Iori from another direction. It was Unohana Retsu.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

The Adjuchas-class Menos Grande gripped the Immortal Blade and swung it outwards, the sword pressure severing the flames. In a certain spot in the void, it was blocked by the suddenly appearing [Splitting Void], and then a figure appeared, with black hair and Kurome, it was none other than "Iori Aizen".

If you pay close attention, you'll find that even more powerful spiritual pressure is arriving one after another, including the three Zaraki were previously driven back, who are chasing after you again like the invincible cockroaches.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this lineup is almost half of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads encircling and killing one person!

Strangely enough, even so, Iori didn't have a strong sense of crisis; rather than worrying, she was more eager to try.

Even without using any Shinigami abilities, or even his own Zanpakuto, he still has this confidence!

I see...

At that moment, he had a very clear sense of reality that he had become stronger!

"Very good, with this number of people... it's barely challenging enough!"

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Chapter 322 This is my game!

"Oh dear, oh dear, I've really suffered a huge loss this time!"

Shunsui slung the black, single-edged broadsword over his shoulder and complained with a seemingly helpless smile.

After his Zanpakuto Shikai, it doesn't resemble a typical Japan katana. Instead, it's more like a short-handled, broad-bladed single-edged sword from ancient China. However, he wields one sword in each hand. When he assumes a battle stance, his stance appears wide open, but he's like a mantis stretching out its bladed arms, waiting for its prey to approach so it can strike and kill it instantly!

Despite his chivalrous demeanor, he showed no mercy in battle, seizing every opportunity and always delivering a deadly blow—his smiling face was genuine, and his chilling killing intent was equally real.

Perhaps this is the unique charm of Shunsui, after all, even Iori acknowledged him as her friend.

"Kyōraku, don't be careless. This Menos Grande... is completely different from any we've encountered before."

At this time, Jushiro had also Shikai, and his Zanpakuto, like Shunsui, was a pair of swords, two Asauchi that resembled tree branches, connected by a red rope and something like bamboo sticks.

He and his partner stood several meters apart, and even without doing anything, their tacit understanding was palpable.

"It looks like it will be a tough battle. I will do my best to assist you all, so please rest assured."

Unohana Retsu, the eldest sister of the Fourth Division, stood to the left and right of Iori. She did not draw her sword, but simply stood there with her hands in her sleeves. Although she had a smile on her face, she exuded an unusual sense of oppression.

Recently, Iori Aizen, who has been making headlines in the palace, drew his uniquely shaped Zanpakuto. Moisture swirled around the blade, displaying a powerful yet restrained spiritual pressure.

A moment later, another person arrived in Shunpo, with exaggerated pink waves on her head and an impressively voluptuous figure. Even in this tense situation that was about to erupt, she could laugh heartily, making her a truly cheerful beauty.

"Phew~ Don't worry, I've taken care of those reckless guys. Luckily, although they were badly injured, they're not in mortal danger."

His name is Hikifune Kirio, the captain of the 12th Division and the head of the newly established Research and Development Bureau. He is extremely popular within the organization.

She did not ask Unohana Retsu to treat Zaraki and the others, because such injuries could be handled by the Vice-Captain and the Seated Officer of the Fourth Division. However, the battle to annihilate Vastolorde could not be without this all-around expert!

Yes, even setting aside the title of the First Kenpachi, Unohana Retsu is a top-tier fighter with all five elements maxed out: Slash, Zan, Kendo, Ho, Ki -kai!

Her experience over a thousand years has made her "stats" more comprehensive than any of the captains present, and she can unleash the suppressive power of a high- Captain-level even with her bare hands.

"Although the eleventh Kenpachi (Zaraki) couldn't join the battle, he did a good job dragging this monster out until now... Let's all go together!"

Shunsui's eyes turned cold, Jushiro's expression became solemn, Hikifune Kirio smiled confidently, and Iori Aizen and Unohana both adopted serious and composed postures—the five of them perfectly surrounded Vastolorde!

With their strength, these five individuals are, frankly speaking, equivalent to more than half of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. If we disregard the Captain-General, then they represent the Seireitei's current strongest fighting force.

When five people team up against one person, escaping becomes almost impossible.

Yes, that's certainly true if you want to escape—

It would be much easier to defeat them and leave!

Guh!

A soft airburst sounded, and a masked Humanoid Hollow appeared without warning behind Hikifune Kirio.

"Is it me?!"

The bold and beautiful woman remained calm. After sensing the unusual pressure coming from behind her, she did not turn around but instead reached her right hand to her left side.

Hadō #63: Raikōhō!

The compressed spiritual power of thunder and fire burst forth in an instant, directly engulfing the figure of the Menos Grande. However, Hikifune Kirio himself was also affected by the explosion that was so close by, and he was thrown forward. His haori was tattered and torn by the scorching flames.

However, she had no chance to catch her breath. The lightning was instantly dispersed, and the Menos Grande's figure pursued her like a ghost, the Crimson Iron Greatsword tearing through the air—

"The Bakudō #62: Hyapporōran!"

A commanding female voice rang out, and beams of light, like short spears, descended from the sky. Iori dodged to the side, but this allowed Hikifune Kirio to successfully relocate.

As I steadied myself, Reiatsu fluctuation rapidly approached, and a water dragon charged towards Iori!

Clang!

The sword cleaved the waves, and at the end of the spray was a rapidly expanding blade. Before I could think, the Zanpakuto had already collided directly with the greatsword, and the handsome face was right in front of me— Iori looked at it as if he were looking in a mirror.

Feeling the force on his hand and the curve of Iori Aizen's lips, he revealed a helpless expression beneath his mask:

You seem to be having a lot of fun!

Clang!

The blades vibrated, and the rapid clash shattered the surrounding waves. In the blink of an eye, the siblings had already exchanged more than a dozen blows.

In the eyes of the other captains, their duel might be twice as intense—anyway, Iori had no idea what kind of illusions Yuki had created.

After a brief stalemate, the pure spiritual pressure covered the red iron sword's edge, rapidly expanding into a whirlwind that swept everything away, forcefully forcing "Iori Aizen" back.

What followed was a black and red beam of light shooting out from the sword's edge, with power comparable to Cero!

Almost without a gap, the instant Iori Aizen retreated, Fujitora Shijuro appeared in front of him, raising his strangely shaped Zanpakuto to block the stream of light. The immense energy was meant to destroy everything, but it all disappeared into the blade like a gentle stream.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The red rope connecting the two swords transmits energy, and the wooden plaques light up one by one, rotating from left to right as if in a celestial sphere.

Buzz!

An identical black and red impact was released from another Zanpakuto, heading straight for Iori!

Boom!

The Menos Grande was struck head-on, and the stream of light was split in two, flying out to the left and right and cutting through the earth.

"Strange abilities... Do you have them too?"

Iori deflected the attack with her sword, then stretched out her left hand Returning Earth, pinching Kyōraku Shunsui's attack that emerged from the shadows.

But Shunsui was not surprised that her sneak attack was discovered. Instead, she smiled strangely, "Being stepped on means you lose - I wonder if that counts as 'strange'."

However, my Zanpakuto is indeed very distinctive. It not only enjoys playing games, but it is also very strict about Rules, and even I, its master, am no exception.

For example, proactively explaining things to you like this is also part of the Rules, and only then can the game officially begin...

But unfortunately, this isn't a one-on-one match.

Before he finished speaking, ribbons shot out from the ground, climbing up Iori's arms like long snakes, the immense pulling force binding his hands together tightly in layers!

Click! Click! Click!

Long nails were pulled out from the straps and threaded through them from top to bottom, completely securing Iori's arms!

He glanced in a certain direction: Had they already quickly finished chanting while being restrained by Shunsui and the other two?

"The Kidō #99: Ban!"

Two female voices rang out simultaneously, which was the highest level of Bakudō released by Unohana and Hikifune Kirio!

"... It's not one-on-one, so the two sides participating in this game are not equal. What you need to worry about is not just the outcome of the game."

With a flicker of his sword, Kyōraku Shunsui's eyes remained unmoved, his indifferent killing intent as cold as snowflakes. His Zanpakuto, Katen Kyōkotsu, slashed towards Iori's neck at an angle Reverse Kasaya from his robes—

Click!

Sparks flew everywhere!

"—!"

Shunsui's pupils suddenly contracted:

The bone mask split open at the lower jaw and bit down on the blade as if it were hunting its prey!

With his strength, he could cut through even steel, but he couldn't advance even half an inch further!

"Oh no! The Shunsui are receding quickly!"

Jushiro's voice rang in his ears, but even without his old friend's reminder, he realized the danger was approaching—

Call out!

The Crimson Iron Greatsword that had been freed from the Menos Grande's grasp while he was bound spun through a graceful arc before plummeting straight down from mid-air and piercing into the shadow of Shunsui!

Sigh~

The haori was pierced, and a trickle of blood splattered in the air. Even though Shunsui had tried her best to dodge, a wound was still left on her back that almost touched her heart. The blood almost soaked through the Eighth Division logo on the haori...

"This is bad."

After creating some distance, Shunsui stared seriously at the enemy. "More rational and intelligent than I imagined... not as crazy as he looks."

Shunsui didn't feel anything about being backfired by his own Shikai game. The Rules applied to both sides, and since he had already gained the advantage of "being familiar with the Rules in advance," he shouldn't complain when the enemy used the Rules to attack him.

But after he demonstrated the "Shadow Oni" ability only twice, the opponent discovered the core of the game: shadows... It's rare to find a Void creature that can think.

Bang!

Bang!

The nails popped out one by one, their sound as piercing as gunshots, and the Captains' expressions immediately changed.