Aizen looked at him with indifferent eyes and spoke slowly.
"Is that so... a pathetic show of respect... Unfortunately... the outcome will not change because of your will..."
As his words fell, a cold glint flashed through those dark, unfathomable purple eyes—through those pale pupils!
At that moment!
Dai, standing before him, suddenly clenched his left fist. Sinews bulged across his body, countless muscles swelling as dense crimson chakra gathered around his right fist once more, which he drove fiercely toward the nearby Aizen!
"Hundred Day Tyrant!"
Like magma, a brilliant gleam instantly bloomed from Dai's left fist. Like a flashing comet, it shot swiftly toward Aizen!
Yet faced with such a mighty attack, Aizen merely extended one hand again. His expression remained calm as he effortlessly blocked Dai's left fist!
"Boom—"
A tremendous crash echoed through the skies. Dai's two successive attacks had been easily blocked and suppressed, and the air of mortal resolve that had gathered around him immediately weakened considerably!
Seeing this, the people below—especially the Kage—wore expressions of utter grimness. They exchanged glances, considering whether they should seize the chance to support Dai.
The people of Las Noches, on the other hand, breathed slightly easier. In their eyes, Lord Aizen was as invincible as ever.
However, at that moment—
Aizen, who was firmly gripping both of Dai's fists, furrowed his brow slightly.
Before him, Dai, whose chakra had seemingly weakened, lowered his head. His flushed face was covered in bulging veins as he said hoarsely in a low voice, "I know I can't deal with you on my own... I understand that... better than anyone..."
Upon hearing this, Aizen cast an indifferent glance at him with those strange purple eyes. Dai continued hoarsely, "So... from the very beginning... I never intended to defeat you by myself..."