In Chapter 59 of the novel "Shinigami: The Unforgiven," titled "Annihilating the Shinigami Grimmjow," the author is in a good mood.
He disliked Gin Ichimaru, yet he was fascinated by the Shinigami annihilation orders he issued.
Annihilate.
A simple word, yet it implies a brutal battle.
Since the last battle against the Shinigami Reaper, the Divine Realm has not engaged in any large-scale warfare.
A peaceful life is quite boring.
Grimmjow desires to become stronger.
Rather than slowly waving his claws at the air a billion times, he preferred to engage in a life-or-death battle with a formidable foe.
He's the type who gets stronger with each battle; every fight against a powerful enemy increases his strength, allowing him to move up a rank among the Espada.
The reason he was so eager to climb the ranks was not to show off his abilities in front of Aizen, but because he believed that to defeat Aizen, he first had to become the strongest Espada.
If they can't even defeat the Fifth Espada, how can they talk about fighting Aizen?
Grimmjow may be arrogant, but he's not brainless. On the contrary, he's extremely meticulous and shows no mercy to his enemies, always striving to kill them with a single, decisive blow.
"Hey, Grimmjow, take me with you! You guys can't just go out and have a blast while I'm stuck here getting bored."
Dee Roy was there shouting and complaining about how he couldn't participate in the operation.
Grimmjow frowned slightly, said nothing, and silently turned to look at the square below.
The 100,000- Arrancar army was fully prepared, each in a pure white uniform, varying in size and with different phallus faces, resembling an endless White Sea.
Among these Arrancar legions, there are over ten thousand Arrancar of the Adjuchas level.
They are not ordinary human souls that fall into Hollow form and then become Arrancar; rather, they are entirely new Arrancar formed by Aizen using a large number of Reishi.
In terms of strength, Grimmjow's subordinates might not necessarily be able to defeat them.
Especially Di Roy, among the Arrancar Arrancar, there are plenty who can defeat him.
Even so, Di Roy still stood beside Grimmjow, constantly bothering him with the unrespective title of "Major."
" Shawlong, say a word for me too."
Seeing that Grimmjow wouldn't back down, Di Roy had no choice but to turn to another good brother for help. With a pitiful expression, he said, "I don't want to stay here. I want to fight alongside you."
Please, take me with you to the mortal realm.
Shawlong frowned. His Arrancar number was No. 11, making him one of Grimmjow's strongest subordinates. His relationship with Di Roy was quite long-standing.
They were already companions long before they met Grimmjow.
That's why he understood that this person's strength wasn't really that great, but if he didn't bring him along, he'd have to keep nagging.
" Grimmjow, with so many Arrancar around, it won't make a difference to bring him along."
"Tsk, well, if you really want to go, then we'll go together."
Grimmjow couldn't resist Di Roy's nagging either.
This guy is a complete idiot with a huge addiction to bad food.
"This enemy is no ordinary one; all twelve giant Hollows in the lower realm have been destroyed, forcing Ulquiorra to unleash his sword."
Grimmjow said, standing up from the edge of the roof, "If you're careless, they'll hunt you down. Don't forget that."
"I understand, Grimmjow."
Di Roy said with a grin.
You don't understand at all.
Grimmjow scoffed, then asked, " Shawlong, is it five o'clock yet?"
"Three minutes left."
Shawlong Kupfong answered truthfully.
Grimmjow raised an eyebrow and said, "A few minutes won't make much difference. Don't just stand there. Give the order to open the Garganta and head to the Dark Forest in the lower realm."
There's no need to hold back; I'll immediately enter my Resurrección state, open my Pesquisa, and deliver a Cero to anyone who shows Reiatsu.
Annihilate them completely!
He's not as naive as Ulquiorra; if he's going to fight, he'll eliminate them completely.
Moreover, given the fighting prowess of those Shinigami, he believed it was better to enter Resurrección mode beforehand to avoid being instantly wiped out in large numbers.
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"Yes." Shawlong did not continue to persuade him. He followed Grimmjow, not Gin Ichimaru, so there was no need to insist on adhering to the attack time set by him.
They collectively Resurrección to their original positions, then opened up the Garganta one by one.
Grimmjow turned and ran into the Garganta, his jet-black leopard tail wreathed in arrow-shaped blue flames. He passed through the Dangai, and a ray of light appeared before his eyes.
Smack
The darkness, impenetrable to sunlight, revealed a crack, from which the Reiatsu of numerous Arrancar was released without any concealment.
Like unfathomable seawater pouring in from the sky, it instantly filled the Dark Forest.
"They're here!"
Retsu Unohana tilted her head back, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, her eyes showing no surprise.
Gin Ichimaru had already Mayuri Kurotsuchi the plan to annihilate the Shinigami to Grimmjow, Sixth Espada, three days prior, intentionally or unintentionally.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi deduced the exact time from those subtle pieces of information and informed Kisuke Urahara of the news in advance.
The corresponding plans have been prepared.
All unrelated persons were moved to a safe place.
The next step was to turn the tables on them.
Retsu Unohana gazed silently at the dim sky. The Garganta opened completely, and a large number of Arrancar stood in the air.
A deep-sea-like oppression enveloped the entire Dark Forest.
Grimmjow stepped out of the Garganta, his long silver-white hair fluttering in the air, while the long, jet-black hair hanging down in front of his forehead had pale blue flames burning on both sides of it.
He lowered his head, his Pesquisa opening downwards, quickly capturing what was happening in the darkness.
A series of Reiatsu reacted like flames in his mind, the strongest of which... was it you?
It was as if a voice was ringing in my ears.
Retsu Unohana's eyes widened, he turned around, and reached for his sword.
Pfft.
After Sonído, Grimmjow delivered a fatal blow, piercing her heart from behind.
Blood splattered, the warmth lingered on the black claws, and the enemy's Reiatsu dissipated.
"What? Is this all you've got? I was wrong; I shouldn't have Resurrección so early."
Grimmjow spoke, he withdrew his bloodied claws.
"Ugh." Retsu Unohana coughed up blood, swaying slightly. "Damn it."
The person fell to the ground.
Grimmjow's eyes were filled with indifference.
In the darkness, 100,000 Arrancar made their move. Obeying Grimmjow's orders, they didn't give much thought to who was stronger or weaker.
Anyone with Reiatsu is an object to be annihilated.
A series of scarlet lights crisscrossed in the air, like a grand meteor shower, falling downwards.
Grimmjow tilted his head back, admiring the spectacular scene created by the Cero.
With a thunderous roar, a semi-circular explosion rose into the air, illuminating the Dark Forest with the resulting flames.
The Reiatsu within the Pesquisa was decreasing at an alarming rate.
They're all trash.
Grimmjow suddenly felt incredibly bored. He had come with high hopes, only to leave disappointed. Was his strength really worth making those two women, Tier Harribel and Nelliel, wary?
"Boring, you can all go to hell."