Countless overlapping blades, accompanied by the piercing roars of countless enormous beasts, rained down upon the earth like a world-ending storm.
An aura capable of annihilating the world in an instant erupted, like an ancient primordial beast suddenly opening its long-shut eyes! The chilling menace of the blades and the savage, terrifying howls of countless Menos Grande swept across heaven and earth—
Over a million Zanpakutō and a forest of more than ten million Menos Grande unleashed their powers together! Before the eyes of the world, they blazed with their own radiance at the summit of existence—
"No one can turn their back on their responsibilities when others place their hopes in them. I can't, and neither can you." His power had been released. The moment Angel approached him, it had been fully unleashed, revealing his true—or complete—ability...
"Whether it's your hope or my longing, we were both born from the expectations of those important to us!"
"You cannot abandon your hope, and I cannot discard my longing! You, blessed by your beloved's earnest hopes, and I, longed for and needed by those dear to me, both bear our own strength—"
An incomprehensible, uncanny magic rippled from him, enveloping Achill and Angel in a faint magical glow. He raised his right hand and gently pressed his firefly-lit palm against Angel's forehead...
Lifting her smooth forehead, the little girl glanced up at Achill, then closed her eyes and gave a small nod. "Mm."
With that murmur, glimmering motes of magic radiated from her.
"This is our responsibility, and the reason we must be strong. We who bear the hopes of our loved ones must protect ourselves, no matter what happens—" Holding Angel tightly against him, Achill thundered, **"Cherish yourself and protect your life! No one is allowed to even think of