"Whoosh!"
Kaname Tosen vanished from where he stood in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already flashing before Aizen in midair.
Though his eyes were wrapped in a band of black cloth, veins bulged around the corners of his eyes, his expression twisted in fury as he shouted in a low voice.
"For justice in this world, die, Aizen!!"
As his words rang out across the battlefield, he did not hesitate to bring the sharp blade in his hand down heavily upon Aizen's head, where a faint smile still lingered at the corner of his lips!
Everyone on and off the battlefield was stunned by the sight!
"Th-this guy has gone mad! What is he doing!?"
Nagato's Rinnegan widened as he stared at Kaname Tosen with a deeply furrowed brow and an extremely grim expression.
Yahiko and Konan, standing beside him, also widened their eyes. They could not understand it at all and could not help worrying about Aizen's safety.
Elsewhere atop the canyon, Ulquiorra and the others' expressions changed as well.
Jia Jin's refined face showed a puzzled look. Watching the situation below, he turned to Gin and the others and asked in confusion.
"This is..."
As he spoke, he lightly clapped his hands together, as though he had suddenly found the answer, and said excitedly.
"Could this... be the greeting custom of the Soul Society...?"
At Jia Jin's words, even Gin's ever-smiling face showed a trace of astonishment, and a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Meanwhile, Ulquiorra's arms, crossed before his chest, clenched tightly.
"Crackle... hiss..."
Strands of bizarre dark green energy slowly seeped from his palms as though they could no longer be restrained, corroding the surrounding space and leaving mottled black spots in the air.
His emerald eyes remained fixed on