A colossal Quincy cross formation enveloped the entire city, and suspended in its center was the paint black longsword that had just been in his hand.
The blade seemed to possess endless energy, mercilessly unleashing scorching power.
Everything around was ignited, burning fiercely, and the screams of Shinigami and Quincy filled the air.
The world itself seemed unable to withstand such heat, beginning to fall apart.
And the Quincy corpses, surprisingly, began to decompose, transforming into a torrent of Reishi, flowing separately towards the golden barrier in front and the formation in the sky!
Is this meant to use Zanka no Tachi to destroy us and the entire world together?
Yamamoto leaped without hesitation, wildly throwing punch after punch.
However, the formation, constructed from countless piled-up Quincy, only hummed but remained as steady as a mountain, not shaking in the slightest.
"Futile struggle, Yamamoto Genryusai, let him vanish with this world."
Yhwach stood on the other side, spreading his arms to the punching old man, a wanton smile on his face.
"You damn bastard!"
Yamamoto was furious.
The skin on his body began to peel off due to the high temperature, his blood vessels gradually ruptured, and blood gushed out only to be instantly evaporated.
Watching his tragic appearance, Yhwach laughed and said:
"Come back, Gerard, he has done enough!"
"Yes."
Gerard burst into laughter, taking large strides and rushing towards Silbern.
His colossal, mountain-like body caused the ground to rumble with deafening roars with every step.
"Stop…"
Unohana, with disheveled hair, roared and raised her sword, slashing at Gerard!
"Hahahaha…"
Gerard's body was covered in blood from the slash, but even with bones exposed, he was not immediately slain.
Instead, his body grew stronger and more massive.
He stepped on the corpses of the Quincy, laughing arrogantly:
"You will all be buried here, and you will die under that old man Yamamoto's Bankai."
"Don't make futile struggles, that old man Yamamoto is already crippled."
"And your Shinigami's tickling attacks will only make me stronger, who can stop him?"
"I can!"
Just then, a voice came from above his head.
"Who?"
Gerard, with one foot suspended, turned his head back with difficulty.
However, a rubbing sound suddenly came from his waist.
As the sound of a sword being drawn rang out, his upper and lower body instantly separated.
Immediately after, a "thud" came from in front of him, and a giant blade was deeply plunged into the earth before him.
Hmm?
Gerard's brain experienced a momentary daze, trying to turn again, but suddenly felt a piercing pain in his chest.
"Ah!!!"
A mournful shriek pierced the sky.
The giant sword, with the force of a meteor crushing an egg, pierced him, pinning him to the ground like an ant, like an unmovable mountain.
The giant fell, as if struck by a mountain.
He widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment, and an endless fear surged in his heart.
What kind of person possesses such terrifying strength? To be able to render himself utterly defenseless?
Does he know how much damage he sustained from that old man and that group of Shinigami to strengthen him to this extent?
Even the attack from that terrifying woman just now began to seem ineffective.
Yet now, he was easily pinned to the ground, unable to move.
"Who are you? Who exactly are you!?"
He roared hoarsely.
With his chest pinned by the giant sword, he couldn't turn, only managing to twist his face to the side with all his might, but still unable to see the enemy in the sky.
He was unwilling, struggling desperately to get a clear look at the opponent, but always found nothing.
Pfft!
Suddenly, the giant sword was pulled out of his chest without warning.
Blood gushed out, splattering onto the ground.
"Ah!"
He let out a painful wail, propping himself up with his hands, and slowly raised his head.
Finally, he saw everything around him clearly.
Not far away, Haschwalth was speaking in a low voice with His Majesty the Emperor, who silently nodded.
His Majesty the Emperor's gaze was cold and ruthless, sending shivers down one's spine.
His eyes passed through the golden barrier and landed on himself.
As time passed, the golden barrier became brighter and brighter, meaning that the spatial transfer was about to begin.
The power of the Sanctuary was not for defense, but existed as a last resort for transferring Silbern and preserving strength.
But now, he was trapped outside the city, and the ancient longsword in the sky was still burning fiercely.
Could it be… His Majesty was going to abandon himself?
At this moment, Gerard's heart was filled with doubt and fear.
And above his head, a tiny figure was looking down at him.
It was a small figure, Gerard felt somewhat familiar, but couldn't see clearly.
That person stared at him and chuckled softly: "What? It hasn't been that long? Don't you remember me?"
Is that the intruder who took Pernida!?
Gerard's eyes widened, enduring the severe pain in his body, his thoughts racing.
He wanted to know why Aozaki Reiji was here; wasn't he supposed to have already gone to the Soul King Palace?
Also, why was his body recovering so slowly?
What was hindering the power of the Miracle?
Is it because of this man?
But then he rejected that thought.
After all, he was the Soul King's heart, a part of this world's only God.
How could a mere Shinigami brat stop a miracle from happening?
And at this moment, Gerard couldn't care less about all that.
He tightly clutched his wound, letting out a painful wail, and loudly warned:
"Your Majesty… his eyes!"
In the glittering giant city, Yhwach slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Aozaki Reiji.
He noticed that Aozaki Reiji's bright eyes were exactly like his own from a thousand years ago—
Double pupils!
"Such a thing exists? Interesting."
After Yhwach said this with an indifferent expression, he stood quietly within Silbern, and disappeared along with the city.
"Your master abandoned you. But don't worry, I won't abandon you, of course… only your body!"
Aozaki Reiji had a smile on his lips, holding a dripping longsword in his hand, and walked step by step towards Gerard from the sky.
Gerard's face was terrifyingly gloomy; he felt a peculiar power emanating from Aozaki Reiji.
"I understand, you damn fellow, you dare to steal the authority of God!"
Gerard roared through gritted teeth.
"Congratulations, you got it right, but no reward."
Aozaki Reiji's tone was full of mockery.
He raised the longsword, and with a gentle shake in front of Gerard, the giant sword reappeared, the blood on the blade sliding down and spilling onto the ground.
Tenken!
Aozaki Reiji turned his head to look at the old man in the distance, whose hands were already charred but was still vigorously throwing punches, and snorted coldly in displeasure.
An old man of such an age, instead of recuperating at home, he personally came to the battlefield, putting himself in such a dangerous situation.
For something like this, he should have let Senior Brother Kyōraku scout ahead first.
If he encountered danger, you could have just run away with the others, and then waited for me to return to avenge him, wouldn't that have been fine?
Why did you, old man, have to show off!?
Shunsui: Is a Senior Brother's life not a life?
Aozaki Reiji's body suddenly transformed into countless photons, dissipating into the air.