The Central 46 Chambers have long stipulated that all captains or vice- Captain-level who arrive in the World of the Living must be marked with Limitation Seal to prevent their Reiatsu from having any impact on the World of the Living.
The task of applying the Limitation Seal is handled by the Kidō Corps responsible for maintaining the stability of the Dangai.
The team leader or vice-team leader needs to submit an application in advance.
If the application is not submitted, it will generally not be accepted, as it will be considered an unauthorized attack. Whether or not a penalty is imposed depends on the reason for the attack.
If Isshin Shiba guesses wrong, the punishment will certainly be severe given the Captain-Commander's order to remain in place.
He couldn't care less about all that.
If you guess wrong, you'll at most be punished; if you guess right, you could save the lives of the team members stationed in Naruki City.
He could still tell what was important and what was not, and he rushed through the Dangai passage in one breath.
World of the Living the dead of night, with most of the stars hidden behind industrial pollution, and a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.
The skies above Naruki City were silent.
The death god's spiritual pressure flickered.
Isshin Shiba Shunpo to arrive at the gate of a school.
The fleeting Reiatsu subsided.
The man exploded, spraying a large amount of blood outside, his body dissipating like foam, leaving only his tattered Shihakushō and a broken Zanpakuto.
What was going on? He witnessed this scene, his face filled with shock, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he turned to look behind him.
A strange, ethereal figure stood there, mostly black, as if clad in heavy iron armor, with a large white object stuffed in its chest.
Two jet-black horns tilted downwards, their pure white bony surfaces staring at him, as it opened its mouth the Roar, "Ooh ooh ooh ooh!!"
A void, empty Reiatsu erupted.
Isshin Shiba gripped the hilt of his sword. The appearance of such a Hollow in the World of the Living without any report confirmed his suspicions.
Is someone deliberately creating a diversion, trying to conduct some kind of experiment by appearing to be observing something?
"Oh dear, what a surprise."
In front of the Research and Development Institute's independent monitoring room, the man spoke of surprise, but his expression betrayed complete indifference. His eyes narrowed. "There was no order to attack, yet the Tenth Division has arrived in the World of the Living. It seems the prototype is doomed."
"It's not a prototype; it's called White, and it's completely different from the hundreds of Hollows completed in the past. It's the first Hollow completed based on the soul of Shinigami."
The man who answered had a chocolate-colored complexion, purple hair covering his ears, wore goggles, and his eyes were completely closed. "I'll handle the unexpected situation. You stay and continue monitoring."
"Hi, take care~" the man waved flippantly.
Bang!
Isshin Shiba tumbled through the air, the Reishi gathering beneath his feet leaving a conspicuous white trail.
The buildings below appeared tiny.
This was something he did intentionally.
With his strength, destroying a city in the World of the Living would be an instantaneous event. Only by moving away from the city and into the air to disperse the aftershocks could the city be ensured to remain unharmed.
White didn't care about that; he rushed in front of him and chopped down with his blade-like right arm.
Isshin Shiba, still Shikai, held his knife to Shiba's side and demanded sharply, "Who's behind this, ordering you around?"
There was no reply; White slashed his left arm toward his abdomen.
Isshin Shiba quickly stepped back to avoid it. He had never seen such a strange Hollow before. Its fighting style was different from that of other Hollows and was closer to that of Shinigami.
Their strength is so formidable that capturing them alive is impossible; the only option is to kill them.
"Burn!" Isshin Shiba on Zanpakuto Shikai the world before him suddenly went black. Not only visually, but also spiritually, it was as if he had unintentionally fallen into a pitch-black, deserted world.
Isshin Shiba as the blade pierced his back. He barely managed to avoid his heart and swiftly slashed the knife backward, seemingly hitting someone, but he couldn't see or hear anything.
Is he still breathing? Is his heart still beating?
Questions arose in my mind, but the stinging pain from the wound indicated that he was still alive.
The sense of touch hasn't disappeared.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Was this Hollow's ability? No, it was more like a knife wound, Shinigami lurking behind the scenes.
Isshin Shiba and forced himself to calm down. As long as he could still feel touch, there would always be a way.
Cut back the moment the blade touches it.
He inhaled and exhaled, concentrating and waiting. He didn't intend to use Shunpo to escape; in this situation where nothing was clear, running around rashly would be even more dangerous.
To deliberately walk into the enemy's blade and die is a ridiculous way to die.
He didn't have to wait long.
The sensation of touch came from the front.
" Cero?!" Isshin Shiba realized that this wasn't the feel of a blade, but it was too late.
Cero is Menos Grande- level combat technique, formed by condensing high-intensity Reiatsu, similar to the Shiba Clan's ancestral technique, Getsuga Tenshō.
Almost no captain was willing to directly Cero; they all dodged whenever possible.
He can't avoid this situation.
The Cero exploded right in front of his body!
The devastating Reiatsu threatened to tear his body apart, forcing him to curl up and barely withstand the explosion.
Blood gushed from his mouth, Isshin Shiba's curled-up body stretched out, covered in blood. His Shihakushō and haori were ripped to shreds, and the impenetrable darkness before him seemed to be engraved deep in his soul.
It was so suffocating that he realized for the first time in his life that he might be dying.
I'm sorry, Kūkaku, I'm going to make you lose another loved one...
Isshin Shiba's eyes became vacant. His Bankai a great strain on his body, and it was unclear whether he could kill the enemy with his current physical condition.
He and the hundreds of thousands of people living in Naruki City are doomed.
Just as he was sinking into despair, a ray of light shone into his eyes, and the darkness shattered like broken glass.
On the rooftop, a girl with short, orange, side-parted hair held a blue-white light bow in her right arm, aiming it at the sky. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old and dressed in a sailor uniform.
Although she is a young girl, she has the heroic spirit of shooting down the sun with a bow.
Isshin Shiba stared blankly for a moment, then realized, "Danger!"
The Shinigami launched the sneak attack disappeared, as did the White. Instead, a girl swooped down towards the rooftop and charged forward.
Several Heilig Pfeil were fired.
White dodged without hesitation, as smoothly as Dove chocolate.
Masaki Kurosaki stood still, not dodging, her entire body covered in Blut Vene. She offered her shoulder to the White's mouth, her left hand pressing down on the horn. "Got it."
Her tone was somewhat lighthearted as she fired a Heilig Pfeil from her right-hand light bow at White's head.
With a snap, the White eyes lost their luster, the armor peeled off, and the white body rapidly swelled up from its back.
Oh no! Isshin Shiba used his fastest Shunpo ever, almost like teleportation, to grab the expanding white object and yank it away from there.
Boom!
A violent explosion rang out, Isshin Shiba fell onto the rooftop in a disheveled state, completely losing consciousness.
"Hey, are you alright?" Masaki Kurosaki rushed over in a panic. Seeing the large amount of blood flowing out, she didn't know what to do. Should she take him home? Her aunt would definitely drive away the Shinigami.
Even the doctors at the hospital couldn't see it.
In her moment of utter confusion, it felt as if something had struck her head, and she looked down.
A wooden sign was stuck in the alley. "Take him with you, and come with me."