Aizen's expected explosion never came.
Brilliant arcs of electricity burst through the gaps between his closed fingertips, mixed with scorching flames. The temperature in the dorm room kept rising.
Energy swelled, compressed, and contracted between his fingertips.
It even cast the backs of his hands a deep red, making the dense network of veins stand out clearly.
Even from a distance, one could sense the terrifying destructive power contained within.
Kisaragi Akira grinned. "Sosuke, look! I did it!"
"I really am a once-in-a-century genius in the Soul Society. The Spiritual Arts Academy struck gold with me!"
Seeing this, Aizen finally realized that once a Kido pattern had been successfully inscribed, that Kido became a trait of Kisaragi Akira's own spiritual body.
In a sense, manipulating Byakurai and Shakkaho was like controlling a part of his own body.
For Kisaragi Akira, it had become an instinct.
It was like licking one's own elbow with one's tongue. It was difficult, but some unusually gifted people could do it.
Clearly, Kisaragi Akira was one of them.
Unlike the powder explosion he'd used before—no, it should be called Byakurai—this fusion was closer to breaking down and combining Kido at its very essence.
The former had two forces complementing each other; the latter changed their nature.
They were on entirely different levels of difficulty.
Kisaragi Akira drew his clasped hands apart, revealing a dazzling sight between his palms. The brilliant colors seemed to reflect the hope of new beginnings.
Even Aizen couldn't help being captivated by the sight.
Burning lightning and blazing flames merged their Hado perfectly, achieving a result greater than one plus one equaling three.
"I've got it."
Kisaragi Akira said confidently, "I'll call this move Cleaver Slashes Electric Wire!"
Hearing the name, Aizen slowly formed a question mark.
Before he could ask,