The Unforgiven from Shinigami
If Szayelaporro had previously harbored a sliver of resentment as a scientist, and a desire to pull some strings behind the scenes...
He is now completely convinced of Aizen.
Szayelaporro created the Gabriel, bringing death into the cycle of life, taking the immortal phoenix of ancient mythology as his model, and proclaiming himself the most perfect being.
Perfection means that it is impossible to improve oneself.
However, this fact was shattered by Aizen.
Szayelaporro was unaware of the specifics of the research, only that yesterday, Aizen shared the power of the Hōgyoku with the Espada and four Fullbringer.
The power of the Hōgyoku allowed Szayelaporro to evolve to a new level; he felt a power even greater than before his soul was split.
His appearance also changed, becoming even more beautiful, with two red ribbons fluttering on his shoulders and red satin ribbons under his armpits.
The original tentacles transformed into long, thin fabrics that hung down, each tentacle bearing an eye.
The Hollow Hole was filled with the power of the Hōgyoku, releasing a bright pink light.
He said with a self-satisfied expression, "You don't need to feel sad. You will die before them, Tazawa."
"Yes."
Kiriko Tazawa placed her hand on the space, a green light Flash, and a clock was engraved in the air. "In more than one minute, my enemy must be in the same space as us."
Having obtained Lord Aizen's power, I am now equivalent to the God of Time. Those who defy the rules I have established will be burned to death by the flames of time.
"You could end this rule by killing him beforehand, but can you do that?"
Szayelaporro added, his expression full of amusement.
Shūkurō Tsukishima stays by Kiriko Tazawa's side at all times. If Shiraishi were to physically attack Kiriko Tazawa, the Book of the End would insert a great deal of painful past into her, causing her to fall into a state of dazedness.
With Szayelaporro's power now surpassing that of the Zeroth Espada, a single strike would be enough to decapitate Shiraishi.
The ability to Hollowfication is completely sealed.
"You can also try attacking with fire. I remember the form you used to kill Genjirō; it had the ability to burn away the soul."
Szayelaporro stretched out his hands, his soft, purplish-red nails curling upwards, and said, " Loly's Negación Threads will block all the flames; your flames won't be able to touch our bodies at all."
"If you can't touch it, the flame is useless."
"The only remaining ability is to become a Hollow, right? You won't die even if your heart is pierced. I'm curious, between my evolved Dominating Doll and your abilities, which one will prevail?"
Szayelaporro's lips curled into a wicked smile.
He enjoys slowly tormenting his opponents, maintaining the upper hand without breaking down their psychological defenses or revealing any signs of despair.
What's the point of those so-called advantages?
Come, let me admire the despair on your face~
Szayelaporro stared at the Shiraishi, trying to see despair and fear in it, but he found none.
Shiraishi chuckled, "I see. With all these preparations, it's no wonder you're so confident."
"However, it's a real shame that I'm going to make you all work for nothing."
The fleeting, insincere apology on his face at that moment carried a strong sense of irony.
Szayelaporro's face darkened, and he said with a forced smile, "You're still being stubborn. I'm increasingly looking forward to dissecting and studying you."
I'm just stating the facts.
Shiraishi shrugged, his figure changed, his long silver-white hair transformed into a brown single ponytail, and a Western cowboy hat was placed on his head.
A bright red cloak billowed over his right shoulder, a brass-colored magazine rested on his left shoulder, and a thick shimenawa rope was hooked to the left side of his gold belt.
Jeans, and denim shoes with a metallic sheen.
His Zanpakuto also changed, with the hilt becoming a gun shape and two thick gun barrels clamping the snow-white blade.
This is his new form of Bankai: the Western cowboy.
Szayelaporro narrowed his eyes, observing this new form not mentioned in the records, and began to speculate Bankai its abilities.
Loly's Negación Threads was the first to step forward and investigate.
Shiraishi pointed his sword at them and smiled, "Let me tell you, this is what 'power' is used to describe."
Golden patterns spread out behind the Shiraishi, forming a circle, so numerous that they obscured the entire sky behind it.
Next, a rotary machine gun with a metallic texture extends outward from the circular pattern.
One thrust wouldn't be enough to make Szayelaporro change color.
However, the sheer number of them before him made his scalp tingle.
Bankai: Gunstorm.
His ability is that Shiraishi can control 99,999 machine guns.
Each machine gun fires at a rate of one thousand bullets per second.
If you control so many machine guns to fire at the same time, you can fire 99.99 million bullets per second.
Each spirit bullet possesses a penetrating power comparable to Cero.
"Asshole!
!"
Szayelaporro roared.
Without hesitation, Yukio immediately created a large number of monsters that surrounded her, giving them a very sturdy and tenacious personality.
Unprepared, Shūkurō Tsukishima charged forward recklessly, determined to avenge Ginjo.
"Bang." Shiraishi imitated a gunshot.
In an instant, the machine gun barrel spun rapidly, and bullets shot outwards, forming a poignant and desperate fiery red meteor shower.
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Shūkurō Tsukishima swung his sword and struck the first bullet, altering its past so that it would transform into a shield capable of withstanding a nuclear explosion upon being struck.
A shield stood in front.
He wanted to charge forward with his shield raised, even if he couldn't defeat Shiraishi, he wanted to strike him, inserting a lot of disgusting memories of the past and twisting his mind.
In that case, he could be considered to have avenged Ginjo.
Unexpectedly, the moment the shield was formed, it instantly became riddled with holes, and fiery red spots of light entered his eyes, leaving him no chance to swing a second time.
The dense barrage of spirit bullets shattered his body and crushed his unwilling will.
Loly wove a large number of Negación Threads into layers, enveloping everyone, but instantly realized that the number of her Negación Threads was far less than that of the spirit bullets.
Furthermore, according to the information transmitted from the Negación Threads, these spirit bullets were formed by high-intensity Reiatsu compression.
They're doomed.
Loly realized this fact, and without making a futile struggle, quietly accepted death.
Clang! Clang! Szayelaporro raised his Reiatsu to its limit, wildly swinging his sword to deflect or sever the spiritual bullets.
Maximizing Spiritual Sense slowed down the speed of the spirit bullets.
This is precisely why Szayelaporro was driven to despair.
When the hell are they going to stop cutting this?
In my line of sight, a storm of spirit bullets is drifting in.
How long can he hold out?
"I won't die like this!"
Szayelaporro roared, his hand paused, and the slowed spirit bullets instantly approached the child's body, turning it to dust.
No sooner said than done.
Shiraishi couldn't even discern what kind of resistance they had put in; all he knew was that as the meteor shower of spirit bullets appeared, the Reiatsu reactions within them vanished rapidly one by one.
When he stopped, there were no enemies in front of him, and the space became formatted again, returning to Hueco Mundo.