Shinigami: The Unforgiven - Chapter 75: Fierce Battle Against Aizen!
The clash of Reiatsu around them indicated the intensity of the battle.
The central area was peaceful.
A ring of orange flames burned in the main hall, and the air, instead of bringing a sense of peace and tranquility, became heavy.
It makes those within it clearly aware that this is not a tranquil atmosphere born of leisure, but rather one created by pressure.
Gin Ichimaru lowered his eyes, goosebumps rising on his arms; he had indeed been caught up in a battle with a group of monsters.
That's what he thought, but his tone showed no fear as he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Aizen, I'm trapped and unable to provide support."
"It's okay, I can handle it myself."
Aizen essentially tacitly allowed Gin Ichimaru to slack off in this battle. He hadn't encountered an opponent in a long time and wanted to take his time and have some fun. " Kisuke Urahara, there are only so many things a person can do with just their brain."
How pathetic.
If you can continue to study the Hōgyoku in greater depth, you might be able to surpass me and become a transcendent being.
But you were bound by so-called ethics and rules, and never managed to take that step, which led to your failure today.
Shiraishi couldn't help but retort, "Don't speak so confidently, Aizen."
"Hehe, I'm not making any absurd predictions about the future, I'm just stating the facts."
Aizen's enthusiasm for the conversation grew even stronger, and he said calmly, "Whether it's careful consideration, reckless action, or immediate escape..."
From the moment you stepped into this hall, your deaths were already inevitable.
bring it on.
You are all spirits of the old era, people who have already died once long ago, so why should you fear death?
"That kid's quite the talker!"
Unable to contain his rage, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto 'Zanjitsu Gokui were no longer concealed, transforming into a visible, scorching heat that enveloped his entire body. "That tortoise shell, I'll shatter it!"
" Genryūsai, don't be too impulsive."
Ichibē Hyōsube Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto from his idea of going all out in one go.
"Let me do it," he said, waving the pen and spraying a large glob of ink forward from the blade.
Instead of spilling Aizen, the ink was poured all over Ōetsu Nimaiya, turning him completely black and stripping him of his name.
" Shin'uchi, Shirafude Ichimonji."
Ichibē Hyōsube lived for so long that he habitually referred to Bankai as the oldest form of Shin'uchi.
In an instant, a flash of white light Flash, and the snow-white clouds drew a circle in the sky.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that what appears to be mist is actually white ink.
"Oh, so you were hiding something."
Aizen looked somewhat curious, wondering what kind of power this so-called "Shin'uchi" possessed.
Ichibē Hyōsube's expression was very serious. Last time, he hadn't intentionally held back a trump card; he simply couldn't use it.
At that time, neither Shiraishi nor Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. If they had rashly revealed their trump cards, they would have only put themselves in a disadvantageous position.
" Sword God Ōetsu Nimaiya."
Ichibē Hyōsube wielded Shirafude Ichimonji and wrote these pure white characters on the dark body of the Ōetsu Nimaiya.
His Shikai can stain people black and steal their names and powers.
His Bankai, the Shirafude Ichimonji, is what he bestows upon his name.
The name given can be as insignificant as a black ant, or as powerful as a god.
For example, the Sword God Ōetsu Nimaiya at this moment.
Squeak! A sharp, piercing sound came from Bai Shi's Shiraishi gold face, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
He reached up and instinctively touched his cheek, but there was nothing there, and his passive shield hadn't been activated.
This indicates that he did not actually encounter an attack.
It's just an illusion.
This realization shocked Shiraishi; creating a false impression in him was far more difficult than an actual attack.
That sharp aura permeated the entire hall, originating from the Ōetsu Nimaiya.
The Reiatsu surging from his body was far stronger than his own, but that wasn't all.
More importantly, he seemed to resonate with all the swords and blades in the world, truly transforming into an invincible Sword God.
" Ōetsu!" Ichibē Hyōsube shouted. Giving someone a powerful name that exceeds their own capacity is never a good thing.
Those whose virtue does not match their position will surely suffer calamity.
However, under these circumstances, Ichibē Hyōsube couldn't afford to worry about the aftereffects.
Ōetsu Nimaiya awoke from that feeling of omnipotence, Shunpo, and swung out the Sayafushi in his hand.
This unparalleled blade, enhanced by the aura of the Sword God, became even sharper, to the point that the world could not withstand it.
Bang! The barrier of the first world was cleaved through, and the blade moved towards the second world.
"Wind!"
Aizen calmly raised his hand and simply uttered a single word, which transformed into thousands of sharp, invisible wind blades that shot out.
He no longer needs to use the Kidō. Instead, with his ability to see through the essence of the world, he has created a unique Shindō on top of the Kidō.
It doesn't require complicated incantations; each one is used without incantation. In terms of destructive power, it surpasses Hadō #99.
A series of sharp wind blades hissed Shiraishi unleashed a Wind Wall, instantly neutralizing the wind blades.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto relied on his Zanjitsu Gokui to withstand the heat, which baked the wind blades until they were charred.
Kisuke Urahara directly altered the ground, causing himself to fall and avoid the wind blades.
Ichibē Hyōsube wielded Shirafude Ichimonji, using a gentle force to deflect the wind blade.
Ōetsu Nimaiya couldn't dodge it; avoiding the wind blades meant giving up on breaking through the shield.
He could only grit his teeth and let the wind blades slice through his blackened body, wielding his knife with both hands and slashing downwards with force.
With a snap, the azure shield was cleaved open by the Sayafushi, shattering into pieces.
The Ōetsu Nimaiya, also shattered into pieces and fell downwards.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto closed in Shunpo, his Zanjitsu Gokui instantly evaporating the pieces of flesh.
Rather than worrying about the bodies of their fallen comrades, the survivors should be concerned with using that sacrifice to inflict damage on the enemy.
Aizen!
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto glared angrily, his long beard billowing in the fire, as he brandished his sword Rising Sun Blade.
The charred tip of the knife looked as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
"Fire." Aizen uttered a word, and in an instant, his long brown hair, skin, and white robe burst into a holy white flame.
He transformed into a towering figure of flames, not avoiding the blade's tip, but instead reaching out to grasp it, declaring, "How can the mere sun rival the brilliance of a god!"
The charred blade tip was wreathed in holy white flames as Aizen prepared to further tear off the Zanjitsu Gokui from Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's body.
Shiraishi executed a Steel Tempest followed by a back slash, then a Steel Tempest aimed straight at the back of Aizen's head.
When a hero reaches max level, every basic attack he unleashes will have the Steel Tempest effect, guaranteeing a 100% lock-on effect.
The white flames behind Aizen transformed into a lion pouncing and biting.
Meanwhile, Kisuke Urahara completed the ground renovation.