The temperature in the District 26 of Seireitei rose at the same time, and a huge sphere with a surface burning with scorching flames fell downwards.
The firelight illuminated the clock tower, and Askin, no longer caring about the taste of the tea, stuck his head out the window, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and said, "Hey, are you kidding me? That's why we shouldn't have let that kind of guy onto the battlefield."
Sweat is evaporating in large quantities.
Panic spread like wildfire in spring, and people in all districts were so frightened that they forgot to run away. They stood there dumbfounded, staring at the earth-shattering scene.
Kenpachi Zaraki tilted his head back, his eyes filled with excitement. "Oh, what an exaggerated move! The sun? I've never cut anything like that before. I really want to try it."
He didn't choose to rush forward with his Shikai, but Shikai looked away and asked the man in front of him, "Is this one of yours too?"
Before him stood a tall, muscular man with Visored adorned with wing-like decorations, medium-length blond hair, a red cloak, black trousers, and silver armor on the tips of his limbs.
One of the three Schutzstaffel, Schrift M Gerard, no longer wore his usual relaxed expression; instead, his face was grave. "Damn it, that Gremmy wants to kill everyone?"
The reason he hated Gremmy was that the guy had the ability to unleash power beyond what his body could withstand on his first attack.
For example, right now, if a fireball of that size were to fall, he absolutely couldn't withstand it and would be instantly pulverized.
Not to mention the flames, which rival the surface temperature of the sun, the impact alone would be enough to kill most of them.
The atmosphere of Seireitei was torn apart, and terrifying sound waves spread wildly as if they were tangible, distorting the visible buildings.
"No way?" Ichigo Kurosaki was shocked to see the huge fireball falling, already knowing that none of the remaining Sternritter were weak.
When you actually face them, you're still surprised by their strength.
Don't even think about letting it fall; if it continues to get any closer, wildfires will break out everywhere. It must be stopped.
A sense of responsibility rose within him, he gripped the knife hilt tightly, pushed off into the air, and charged directly toward the "sun."
Compared to that, Ichigo Kurosaki is far too insignificant, not even a speck of dust, more like a bacterium invisible to the naked eye.
The moment they got close, the flames, reaching a temperature of 6,000 degrees Celsius, seemed poised to incinerate Ichigo Kurosaki to ashes.
My lips are chapped.
He gritted his teeth, and under immense pressure, the power of the Shinigami, the power of the Quincy, and the power of the Quincy merged together, unleashing " Getsuga Tenshō!"
He swung a deep purple crescent-shaped slash forward.
In an instant, the "sun" was split in two, then into three, and then into countless millions.
The Getsuga Tenshō Slash bursts apart in a different way than before, forming a grid-like pattern that divides the enormous sphere into tiny pieces, like fireflies, creating a stunning spectacle of them floating in the air.
"Ha, ha." Ichigo Kurosaki gasped for breath, finally managing to get through to the situation.
Gremmy's eyes widened in surprise, then he roared in fury, "Damn it, fine, I'll create something you can't strike!"
[Honestly, I've been following the updates lately, switching sources, and using various reading voice options. yeguoyuedu is available for both Android and iOS.]
He then created two more clones. By this point, Gremmy was already exhausted, but he couldn't care less and unleashed his imagination towards the sky.
A massive black hole appeared above Ichigo Kurosaki, its powerful suction like countless hands pulling at him. The ground began to crack, and Little Ichi objects were directly sucked away by the black hole's gravity.
Bang! Ichigo Kurosaki tried his best to kick downwards, but small objects—streetlights, crumbling walls, floors, and so on—slammed against his body, pushing him toward the black hole.
" Getsuga Tenshō!" Ichigo Kurosaki unleashed a powerful upward strike, only to have it silently swallowed by the black hole without a ripple.
"Hateful."
The more Ichigo Kurosaki tried to resist, the more he understood how terrifying the black hole's suction was. More buildings were uprooted, and even the sturdy base began to tremble.
Shiraishi remained motionless, while Hakuhō in his arms, unaware of the gravity of the situation, burst into laughter at the shaking house.
"How about it, Ichigo Kurosaki?" Gremmy laughed, his face showing excitement. As long as the black hole expands, swallowing the entire Seireitei would be no problem.
With his imagination, he could sustain himself until the Seireitei was destroyed.
He won; he's the strongest.
Gremmy watched as Ichigo Kurosaki drew ever closer to the black hole. If he were swallowed up, he would be banished to some corner of the universe, never to return alive.
A shadow suddenly rose, and a pitch-black blade pierced through the brain, like a tiger pouncing from the shadows, delivering a fatal blow.
With his main body injured, Gremmy's imaginary clones vanished, and the black hole in the sky naturally lost its shape. The buildings that had been sucked in fell like rain, crashing back onto the barren ground.
"Ugh!" Gremmy spat out a mouthful of blood. "Who are you?"
The shadow faded, revealing a middle-aged man with curly hair, wearing a floral overcoat, and deep-set eyes. "Sorry, I'm not the type to greet men often."
Unlike the other captains, Shunsui Kyōraku doesn't believe in one-on-one combat; he only pursues victory. Perhaps such behavior is not suitable for a positive role.
However, he believed that fighting was not a noble virtue, and that ending the fighting in time was the real good thing.
"Tsk." Gremmy's body gradually dissipated, and even the blood he had coughed up began to disappear.
Ichigo Kurosaki landed in front of him.
"Haha, I won after all."
"Hmm." Ichigo Kurosaki didn't refute, choosing to acknowledge his statement. "You win. Without Captain Kyōraku, I would have been swallowed by that black hole."
"It's a real shame I can't compete with Shiraishi."
Gremmy looked toward the First Division's base; his face had vanished, leaving only a brain pierced by a blade.
Shunsui Kyōraku let out a breath and said, "He's really a terrifying guy; he can still hold on with such serious injuries."
" Captain Kyōraku, thank you for your help."
Ichigo Kurosaki expressed his gratitude.
Shunsui Kyōraku was somewhat surprised and said, "Don't you mind me interfering in the battle?"
"No, you saved me, how could I say such a thing?"
Ichigo Kurosaki his head. He didn't like others getting involved in his battles, but he wouldn't complain about interfering after receiving a life-saving favor.
He wouldn't do something like taking advantage of others and then occupying the moral high ground to hurl insults.
Shunsui Kyōraku smiled and said, "It's true that youth is an advantage. However, the current situation isn't good. I'll leave this to you, Captain-Commander, while I go to support others."
"Hmm." Ichigo Kurosaki nodded emphatically, unsure who else might appear, and he couldn't let the enemy easily encounter one of their own generals.
As the two were talking, a terrifying Reiatsu rose from the northwest corner.
They all turned their heads, and there stood a giant larger than the building.