Aizen's Expectations

Aizen, who had believed victory was assured, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked at the equally transformed Uchiha Madara in the distance, his gaze sharpening.

"What is this power?!"

Aizen could not help asking in confusion.

Madara straightened up, his eyes sharp. There was no sign that he had been injured.

"Didn't you say it was the power of a god? In that case, I naturally have to bring out power that can rival it."

As soon as Madara finished speaking, his figure suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, he was already standing before Aizen.

His fist, wrapped in a faint dark glow, shot straight toward Aizen's face. Aizen swiftly dodged, appearing behind Madara and swinging his blade at the back of Madara's head.

Madara had no intention of dodging at all. His powerful Observation Haki had long since foreseen Aizen's next move.

The Akimichi Orb behind him unfolded, forming a black membrane at his back.

Aizen's terrifying attack struck the membrane. It only trembled slightly before quickly returning to calm.

That terrifying defense made Aizen's heart tremble.

Yet just as he prepared to change directions and launch his next attack,

his figure had only just appeared

when a fist wrapped in black Haki, as though it had predicted his arrival in advance, slammed fiercely into Aizen's abdomen.

Aizen felt a twisting pain in his stomach. Looking down, he saw a black arm piercing straight through his abdomen, scarlet blood flowing steadily out.

Disbelief flashed through Aizen's violet eyes as he felt the arm slowly pull free from his abdomen.

"Why? There can only be one god. Why would someone like you appear in this world?"

"Yes, there can only be one god. But that person is neither you nor me."

Madara looked calmly at Aizen as he slowly bent