In the novel "Shinigami the Unforgiven," Chapter 36, "The Death Battle of Sōya Azashiro," Pesche gasped for breath, blood clinging to his eyelids, obscuring his vision and making everything appear blurry.
Five gruesome external wounds appeared on his chest, with flesh turned inside out, and the pale bones and internal organs were vaguely visible.
Logically, with five more openings in the body, breathing should be much easier. Instead, it feels very stuffy, like a suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe. "Lady Nel,"
" Pesche, don't speak, I'll treat you."
Nelliel said something, opened her mouth, and let her saliva overflow and drip down.
Pesche turned her head slightly and saw Shawlong lying on the ground. She felt a little fortunate that she was not living for herself, but for Nel.
If Nel loses, it would be better for her to die than live.
Breathing is becoming increasingly difficult. "Lady Nel, I'm afraid I can no longer serve you. Please tell Dondochakka that the first child he and his Sun-Sun have is named Pesche."
In that way, I can be with you in another way.
Hmm.
Nelliel's large eyes welled up with tears. She showed no resolve in her fight against Grimmjow, and cried like a little girl.
She is sincere to others, her toughness towards enemies is not a pretense, and her concern for herself is genuine. Unlike others, she doesn't put on a facade, which makes her seem two-faced.
"Thank... thank you." Pesche tilted her head, closed her eyes, saliva dripped onto the wounds on her body, and tears also dripped there.
"Icy cold... Huh?" Pesche opened his eyes, puzzled. "The atmosphere's already this intense, and I'm still not dead?"
Saliva completely covered the wound. Nelliel's tears stopped, and she slapped him across the face, yelling, "You idiot, why are you saying all that when nothing's wrong!"
"I am very sorry, I will commit seppuku immediately."
Pesche picked up a knife, intending to stab himself; normally, at this point, he should be dead.
Slap slap slap, Nelliel slapped him repeatedly, yelling, "Stop it right now!"
Pesche's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he could only manage to squeeze out his words, "I'm so sorry."
"Hoo." Nelliel him down, stood up, and the powerful Reiatsu continued to spread across the battlefield. " Grimmjow is dead. The battle is over. Anyone who gives up now will be detained for fifteen days for disturbing the peace."
We will also hold ideological education classes to correct your thinking.
And then there's that stubborn, unyielding Arrancar —don't blame me for being ruthless!
After saying that, Nelliel looked into the distance, where two powerful Reiatsu were still colliding with each other.
She didn't step forward, trusting that the other person could handle it; she decided to focus on gathering the Arrancar here first.
Tier Harribel's power was beyond Sōya Azashiro's expectations; the Kidō was ineffective, and the surrounding white sand could not restrain her movements.
The trump card of fused spirit bodies is difficult to achieve due to the opponent's overwhelming Reiatsu and the fact that the spirit is constantly moving.
We're at our wits' end.
A sense of irritation welled up in Sōya Azashiro's heart, but he suppressed it. The disappearance of Grimmjow's Reiatsu from the sky made him waver slightly. Continuing to persist was already a pointless act.
Should we retreat first and then make further plans?
"Trying to escape?" Tier Harribel sensed the enemy's hesitation during the exchange, shouted, and brandished the Tiburón in her hand.
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[ The Unforgiven from Shinigami ]
In its Resurrección state, the form of the Tiburón changes drastically, becoming a weapon without a physical body, purely a golden Reiatsu condensed into a spearhead-shaped blade with three white bone arrowheads pointing forward, and a ring-shaped black iron handguard encircling the right wrist.
With just a light swing, a slash comparable to the Gran Rey Cero can be unleashed.
The Kidō that Sōya Azashiro used vanished into thin air under such a fierce slash.
He dispersed into Reishi to avoid the powerful slash, and then solidified into a human form in another location.
"You coward! You want to run away as soon as the situation turns bad. If you're so afraid of failure, you shouldn't have made an enemy of me in the first place."
As Tier Harribel continued speaking, two icy blue lightning bolts trailed from the corners of her eyes, and her long silver hair danced in the air, giving her the air of a cold beauty.
Sōya Azashiro pursed his lips, his soft spot being touched, and an extremely strong anger rose up, affecting his original judgment. However, for some reason, he was unable to utter a rebuttal.
The words were about to come out when the inescapable fear, chasing after him from his fragmented past, bit into his throat like a hunting dog.
Yes, no matter how much time has passed, no matter how much he puts on airs, just as Urozakuro said, he is still the cowardly little devil on the execution ground.
The destruction of Hollows is not out of the Shinigami's duty, but simply out of fear.
He fears the existence of the Void, which is why he wants to eliminate them.
"I'm not as merciful Nel, but I won't kill someone who kneels and begs for mercy. If you lay down your blade and beg for my life, you can avoid death."
Tiburón Tier Harribel stopped wielding the Royal Sword, the Shinigami's abilities were indeed too troublesome, leaving her with a feeling of wanting to kill him but being unable to. She could only provoke him with words, "If you feel unwilling, then act like a man and fight me with all your might."
"..."
Sōya Azashiro fell silent for a long time, so long that Tier Harribel thought he was really going to beg for mercy, when he called out a name, " Urozakuro ".
By the way,... [version].
Then a familiar voice rang out from behind, "Hehe, is that you calling me? What's up? Feeling lonely all by yourself?"
"Hmm," Sōya Azashiro gave the shortest answer. Urozakuro's expression suddenly paused, clearly not expecting him to admit it.
Let's revert to the Shikai state.
Sōya Azashiro then added another sentence.
Urozakuro solemnly warned, "Do you know what this means? Your soul will be detached from everything you've merged with in this World of the Living. If you're defeated, you'll die here, not just be severely injured."
"I won't run away this time."
Sōya Azashiro gave a simple answer.
Urozakuro didn't try to persuade him, her face showing a rare gentleness, "Is that so? Don't die, especially one with a sword in its name."
She dissolves, and the average temperature of the Wandenreich in the World of the Living rises by three degrees.
Subsequently, the Urozakuro returned to its Shikai form and appeared in the hands of Sōya Azashiro. Its appearance was no different from Asauchi's; it was simply a sword without any decoration.
Tier Harribel sensed the power emanating from the sword, her eyes turning serious. "Is this your Bankai?"
"No, you're right. I'm a coward. I pretend to be strong on the outside, but I'm weak on the inside. That's why my Bankai is defensive, designed to put myself in a safe environment where I won't die. You could say it's the strongest shield."
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[ The Unforgiven from Shinigami ]
Sōya Azashiro explained, "My Shikai is actually the most powerful, condensing and compressing the Reishi originally fused with Seireitei, with a density exceeding that of Sōkyoku."
"Speaking of which, after fighting you for so long, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the 11th Division, Kenpachi Azashiro."
Tiburón, Tier Harribel solemnly declared, "I am the Fourth Espada, Tier Harribel."