"Kill him, Kamishini no Yari!"
Along with Gin's gentle yet eerie murmur on the field.
In an instant, a crisp sound like shattering glass seemed to ring out through the air.
At that moment, neither Ulquiorra nor Gin made another move.
A long, snow-white blade stretched between them, piercing through the space separating the two like a razor-sharp bridge.
This sudden stillness left everyone in Las Noches slightly stunned, finding it incredibly abrupt!
Yet they could not tell what exactly had caused this strange sensation.
Gin's lips suddenly curled into a broad arc. Like a fox whose scheme had succeeded, his narrowed eyes opened slightly, revealing the faintest sliver.
Through that sliver, his sapphire-blue eyes gleamed with a chilling light.
As he quietly examined Ulquiorra's astonished expression in the distance, he gave a soft laugh.
"I told you long ago, didn't I? Sometimes, victory always belongs to those hiding in the shadows."
"Just like venomous snakes, they never flaunt their fangs. They usually hide in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow."
As Gin's words fell, Ulquiorra slowly and laboriously raised his head. His emerald eyes were filled with coldness.
His body had already fully recovered.
Yet it seemed as though something had taken control of him. His body was stiff, and his movements were extremely strange.
"Rip..."
Suddenly!
With a sound, his fully restored arm gradually turned into dust and slowly scattered into the air.
Not only that, but Ulquiorra's various body parts also began to slowly disintegrate!
Holes gradually appeared in his black wings, continuing to spread.
A transparent crack slowly formed across his chest as well. Like a sheet of paper burned to ashes, the remaining ash scattered with the wind.
This sight shocked everyone outside the field. None of them understood what