Facing her indifference, Ren shook his head. "Hana-nee... give up! You're no match for me. If we keep fighting, you still have no chance of winning! Besides, our battle has already leaked our spiritual pressure. I imagine Old Man Yamamoto will be here soon! There's no need for you to keep fighting me like this!"
Retsu Unohana looked at Ren coldly, yet a smile appeared on her lips. Her hoarse voice carried an unusual sense of pleasure. "Though I have no chance of winning, battle itself is a kind of enjoyment! You're strong, and I'm enjoying this too!"
As soon as she said that, Yoruichi, who was still in cat form in the distance, covered her face. "Ah... is this really Hana-nee? I feel like my entire sense of reality has been overturned! Even though I knew Hana-nee was powerful from secret intelligence before, seeing her true appearance and personality now still feels rather hard to accept!"
It had to be said that no Death God would be able to adapt to seeing Retsu Unohana like this! After all, in the eyes of many Death Gods, she was a gentle older sister, a perfect older sister as tender as water!
But now, she was completely a lunatic obsessed with slaughter, a lunatic obsessed with battle! And this madness seemed to surpass even Kenpachi Zaraki! Anyone would be shocked by such a difference!
Just as Yoruichi was astonished, the blood-colored lake beneath Retsu Unohana's feet began to churn. Then, wearing a faint smile—a smile of enjoyment—she said, "Minazuki—Corpse Mountain, Blood Sea!"
In an instant, the blood-colored lake on the ground surged, transforming directly into a roaring river that swept toward Ren with overwhelming force!
The blood-colored river churned as one blood-red Death God after another rose from within! These Death Gods