For a moment, he had no idea what he should do.
The smile on Driscoll's face grew increasingly terrifying. "What? Can't move? Were you scared stiff? The elite of the Shinigami only have this much skill? His Majesty was far too cautious. In that case, go die!"
Driscoll raised both hands, and a massive Spirit Bow appeared in his grasp.
The Holy Spirit Arrow fired. Even without Bankai, Chōjirō Sasakibe should not have been instantly defeated, but Driscoll's method of melting Bankai was simply too horrifying. For a moment, Chōjirō Sasakibe forgot to defend himself and could only watch helplessly as the Holy Spirit Arrow was about to pierce his chest.
At that moment, a large hand casually caught the Holy Spirit Arrow and crushed it to pieces.
"What are you staring blankly for?" Yamabuki Chidori's voice came from beside him. Only then did Chōjirō Sasakibe snap back to his senses and immediately lower his head in apology.
"I'm sorry. His power was simply too shocking!" Chōjirō Sasakibe said in fear.
"Mm. They've put quite a bit of effort into countering Shinigami Bankai. Looks like Yhwach came prepared this time. All of you, stand back. I'll trade a few moves with them." Yamabuki Chidori casually drew his Zanpakuto.
Driscoll stared at Yamabuki Chidori. "Who exactly are you? How dare you address His Majesty by name?"
"As you said, he's only your Majesty, not mine. I can call him whatever I want. Calling him Prosperity would be fine too." Yamabuki Chidori stood calmly before Driscoll.
A vicious grin appeared on Driscoll's face. "I recognize that haori you're wearing. You must be the Captain of some division, right? I didn't expect to encounter such a big catch the moment I arrived in the Soul Society. His Majesty will definitely be delighted if