The Three Realms are on the verge of collapse.
Ever since Tobirama Uchiha swallowed the very core essence of Hueco Mundo and Soul Society in one gulp with an extremely tyrannical manner, the Reishi balance that had maintained the operation of this universe for millions of years was completely shattered.
The World of the Living, Soul Society, and Hueco Mundo were originally like grains of sand constantly circulating in a precise hourglass, but now, due to the forced emptying of the bottom of the hourglass, a tsunami affecting all dark dimensions has been triggered.
Beneath the scorched earth of Soul Society, in the depths of shadow where even sunlight cannot reach.
A Great Empire had been dormant for a thousand years, the " Wandenreich," is experiencing unprecedented upheaval due to this abnormal depletion of Reishi.
Click... Click...
Within the Silbern, the colossal frost pillars, imbued with extreme cold, began to develop fine cracks. These were the shadowy forces used to conceal the space, which, having lost the support of external Reishi, were rapidly dissipating in an out-of-control manner.
On the highest throne deep within the empire.
A burly man, who had been sleeping in endless darkness, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been tightly closed for nine hundred and ninety-nine years, in the shadows!
He had a thick, long black beard, and his cloak was like a flowing night. It was a sense of vicissitude and weight that had been accumulated over thousands of years, and that made all living things bow down in reverence.
Quincy and the supreme Yhwach of the Wandenreich!
"The time... is not yet here."
Yhwach's deep and majestic voice echoed in the empty hall, tinged with an undisguised astonishment. According to the hymn he composed a thousand years ago, he should still have a long time before he could fully reclaim the power of the "Nine Heavens."
However, at this moment, the devastating collapse of the external Reishi structure was like a sharp blade forcibly piercing into his dream, violently pulling him awake from his slumber!
"Who on earth could have so completely eroded the very foundation that keeps the world running, right out of my sight?"
Yhwach slowly stood up, his brow furrowed. He could clearly sense that the Seireitei above him, which had originally belonged to the Death God, had now become a desolate graveyard. Even the Spiritual Pressure of Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, whom he had once been wary of, had been completely erased from this universe.
To uncover the truth, the progenitor of the Quincy did not hesitate.
Suddenly, multiple pupils split out from the center of his deep pupils!
That was his ultimate ability—[ The Almighty ]—that allowed him to transcend fate and see through and alter countless parallel futures!
"In my eyes, all futures are like grains of sand scattered in the palm of my hand, nowhere to hide. Let me see who this culprit is that caused the world to collapse."
In Yhwach's split pupils, a strange radiance flowed, as if he had seen through the long river of time.
His gaze followed the thread of cause and effect, rapidly ascending upwards, attempting to capture the trajectory of fate of the being that had devoured the World Origin.
However.
Just as his gaze was about to fall upon a certain "silver" figure.
An extremely absurd scene, one that even chilled the very bones of the Quincy founder, actually happened!
In his the Almighty vision, the future timelines that should have been clearly visible and branched like tree branches suddenly broke apart the moment he peered at the silver-haired man!
There were no images, no sounds, and no causal connection.
What appeared at the end of his vision was not any observable "future," but an absolute void that swallowed all light and concepts—ultimate nothingness!
"What... what is this?!"
For the first time ever, extreme horror appeared on Yhwach's usually calm and composed face.
He tried to forcefully activate his pupil power, looking into the deepest part of that void.
But in that Setsuna he was focused, from that unobservable dark abyss, it seemed as if a pair of indifferent eyes, shimmering with purple-gold light, crossed endless dimensions and cast a glance at him!
Just a glimpse!
"Hmm!"
Yhwach let out a muffled groan, covered his eyes, staggered back half a step, and fell heavily onto the throne.
Tick-tock.
Two lines of bright red blood dripped from between his fingers onto the cold marble floor.
Backlash!
The Almighty being, capable of foreseeing the entire future of the world, encountered conceptual-level rejection and backlash when attempting to observe that man!
"Unobservable... uninterferable... that being is not even part of the destiny of this universe!"
Yhwach lowered his blood-stained hands, his double pupils filled with unprecedented fear and solemnity.
As the Emperor-level who ruled the Sternritter, he was used to having everything under his control. But now, an unknown entity that was completely beyond his comprehension, one that even the " The Almighty " could only see in a blind spot, had descended upon him so arrogantly!
"His Majesty!"
Sensing the unusual movement on the throne, a tall and slender figure instantly appeared in the center of the hall, kneeling on one knee.
The newcomer possessed flowing blond hair, unparalleled handsome features, and an aura as cold as ice and snow. He was none other than the highest -High-Order Knight Commander of the Sternritter, and Yhwach's other half—Yugran Jugram Haschwalth.
" Jugram Haschwalth."
Yhwach took a deep breath, suppressing the lingering unease in his heart. He knew that now was not the time to panic. The world's Reishi was dwindling, and if that unknown entity was allowed to continue its rampage, the entire Wandenreich would be utterly annihilated along with the collapse of this world.
He must strike first, at least to seize control of the Soul Society and solidify the foundation of the empire.
"Reveal my will."
Yhwach abruptly swung his black cloak, his voice filled with a desperate resolve. "The hourglass of the world has shattered. Awaken all members of the Sternritter ahead of schedule!"
"We will no longer hide in the shadows. Immediately activate the ' Gate of the Sun ' and let the Silbern completely replace that decaying ruin above!"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Jugram Haschwalth bowed respectfully, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes.
At the same time.
In a hidden air-raid shelter beneath the ruins of the Seireitei in Soul Society.
The dim lights flickered, and a suffocating atmosphere of decay permeated the air.
Shunsui Kyoraku leaned against the dusty wall, his once flamboyant pink haori now tattered. His eyes were bloodshot as he mechanically wiped the twin swords in his hands.
On a makeshift hospital bed not far away, the paralyzed Toshiro Hitsugaya stared blankly at the ceiling like a soulless puppet; Shinji Hirako, meanwhile, was frantically scratching his hair in a corner, muttering to himself.
Ever since Tobirama Uchiha forcibly abducted the female Death God and drained the Soul Society's resources, the remaining men have been completely reduced to trash abandoned by the times.
"Urahara, is the concentration of Reishi outside still decreasing?" Shunsui Kyoraku asked in a hoarse voice.
Wearing a fisherman's hat, Kisuke Urahara sat before the instruments, his face so grim it was almost dripping with water. "Not only is it descending, but the structure of space has become extremely fragile. At this rate, even if that man doesn't intervene again, Soul Society won't last a month."
despair.
With no enemies, they could only wait to die in this dark cave. This was a form of slow, agonizing torture, far more agonizing than being killed outright.
However, the moment Kisuke Urahara finished speaking!
Rumble rumble rumble!!!
The entire bunker suddenly erupted in an extremely violent tremor, and the defensive barriers on the walls creaked and cracked under the strain.
"What's going on?! That monster is back?!" Shinji Hirako jumped up in terror.
"No... it wasn't him!"
Kisuke Urahara intently at the wildly fluctuating data on the screen, his face instantly turning deathly pale. "This is... the surrounding shadows are expanding?! Space is being forcibly replaced by another substance!!!"
The very next second after he exclaimed in surprise.
The specially made rock layer, tens of meters thick, above the bunker was violently torn away like a fragile biscuit!
A blinding, cold light poured down.
Shunsui Kyoraku and the others instinctively raised their arms to shield their eyes from the light. When their eyes adjusted and they could see their surroundings clearly, all the remaining members were plunged into an indescribable and ultimate horror!
The ruins are gone, the scorched earth is gone.
Instead, there are magnificent palaces built entirely of ice-blue crystal that exudes extreme cold!
In just a few breaths, the entire landscape of Seireitei was completely covered and replaced by this snow-covered city that rose from the shadows!
And atop those towering ice towers.
Dozens of figures stood there, dressed in identical white military uniforms and wearing five-pointed star and cross medals on their chests.
They looked down at the disheveled Death God of death below, their eyes filled with fanatical killing intent and undisguised contempt.
"Hey, look what we found? A few stray dogs hiding in the basement, barely clinging to life."
A young man with a red mohawk and an extremely arrogant expression leaped down from mid-air and landed heavily in front of Shunsui Kyoraku and the others.
The Sternritter, codename "H" (Burning) -- Bazz-B.
His fingertips danced with intense Kakkō, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips, "I thought the Death God who ruled this land were something special, but it turns out they're all just spineless cowards ready to be buried at any moment."
Who are you?!
Shunsui Kyoraku gripped his twin swords tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy. From these white-clad figures, he sensed a strange Spiritual Pressure completely different from that of Death God and Hollows—a power that was pure, domineering, and imbued with an ancient Quincy aura!
"We? We're here to take over this broken world as its new masters."
Bazz-B sneered, not even bothering to draw his weapon, and simply raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at Toshiro Hitsugaya was lying paralyzed on the hospital bed not far away.
"Burning Finger - Part 1!"
A highly compressed, blinding pillar of fire instantly pierced through the void!
"Toshiro! Watch out!"
Shinji Hirako widened in fury as he drew his Soul-Cutting Sword, intending to block the attack for him. However, his movements were far too slow against these Sternritter.
"Boom!"
The pillar of fire struck directly the area where Toshiro Hitsugaya was located!
Although Shunsui Kyoraku desperately pulled Toshiro back at the last moment, the terrifying aftershock of the high temperature still sent the once-genius boy flying, crashing heavily against the cold wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Asshole!!"
Shunsui Kyoraku was utterly enraged. Their dignity had already been trampled once by that unknown silver-haired man, and now, even this group of suddenly appearing nobodies were going to treat them like ants that could be trampled on at will?!
" Flowers Scatter in the Wind, catkins scatter, the Flower Goddess Cries..."
Shunsui Kyoraku began chanting the Shikai.
However, before his Soul-Cutting Sword could release its Spiritual Pressure, an extremely cold and chilling voice rang out behind him without warning.
"Fear... is contagious."
Ace Nott, codenamed "F" (Fear), appeared like a ghost in Shunsui Kyoraku's blind spot, flicking out several eerie light spikes from his fingertips, which pierced Shunsui Kyoraku's back with perfect accuracy!
"Ughhhhh!!!"
The moment the light pierced him, Shunsui Kyoraku's eyes, which had been filled with fighting spirit, instantly lost their brightness!
The image of Captain-Commander Yamamoto being vaporized, and the terrifying aura of that silver-haired man, uncontrollably surfaced in his mind. The deepest fears he had desperately suppressed were amplified and detonated a hundredfold by this power!
The captain of the 8th Division actually threw away his twin swords, covered his head with his hands, knelt on the cold ground, and let out a shrill scream that sounded like he was going mad!
"Kyoto Raku!"
Kisuke Urahara and Shinji Hirako witnessed this scene, their hearts sank to the bottom.
They're no match at all!
These monsters in white military uniforms possessed extremely bizarre abilities, and the intensity of their Spiritual Pressure was almost on par with the captains of the Gotei 13!
And now, they are nothing but a remnant of a defeated army!
"What a boring battle."
Bazz-B glanced at Shunsui Kyoraku, who was kneeling and screaming in agony, and curled his lip in boredom. He walked up to the paralyzed Toshiro Hitsugaya, stomped on the chest of the former captain, and pressed his head, which he had just struggled to raise, down again.
"You bunch of useless trash, you're not even worthy of making us draw our weapons."
humiliation.
An endless despair and impotent rage spread through the hearts of these remaining male characters.
They once thought that Tobirama Uchiha was the only nightmare in the world.
But now, when these Sternritter knights of the Wandenreich descended, they sadly discovered...
Under the wheels of this new era.
These so-called elite Death God Reapers don't even deserve to be stumbling blocks. They are only fit to be punching bags for these powerful enemies to warm up, only fit to swallow their last breath in this endless humiliation.