"Dive at full speed! Overload the shields! Get back to the depths, now!"
Orm's holographic projection flickered wildly, his arrogant face twisted beyond recognition by sheer terror.
"I told you. Since you came, none of you are leaving."
With Retsu Unohana's gentle, chilling voice, the blood-red hell called Minazuki descended.
Whoosh-
The Zanpakuto's blade disintegrated in an instant, turning into an endless torrent of thick, pungent, blood-red liquid.
The blood seemed alive. Defying every law of physics, it surged skyward like a waterfall flowing in reverse, instantly engulfing the two-hundred-meter heavy warship!
"Warning! Outer armor dissolving!"
"Energy shields down! That thing is getting in!"
"Aaaah! My legs! My legs are melting!"
Piercing screams erupted throughout the warship. The high-tech alloy armor, strong enough to withstand the crushing pressure of the deep sea, began dissolving the moment it touched the blood, releasing acrid white smoke like butter dropped into boiling oil.
It took only three breaths.
The entire warship, along with the hundreds of fully armed Atlantean elites inside, dissolved into a pool of thick blood and merged into Retsu Unohana's Bankai domain.
All that remained in the sky was a blood-red ocean that blotted out the sun.
At the center of that sea of blood, Orm hung suspended from a rope formed of congealed blood. His magnificent silver armor had dissolved completely, exposing his muscular body.
Retsu Unohana walked slowly across the blood toward Orm.
The Zanpakuto in her hand had become a blade of blood that could extend and bend at will. Its tip brushed lightly across Orm's chest, leaving a shallow cut.
"You... what kind of monster are you?!" Orm trembled violently. The royal bloodline he took such pride in meant absolutely nothing before this woman.
"I'm just a doctor."
Retsu Unohana smiled faintly, but suffocating madness and