Kōga Kuchiki's breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling sharply as if he had just escaped a life-and-death struggle.
The katana in his hand trembled slightly, still carrying the lingering force of the intense clashes.
The air was thick with tension, as if time itself had frozen.
The wind howled, lifting snowflakes into a swirling dance before they drifted between them—yet no one paid them any mind.
Kōga Kuchiki and Muramasa remained locked onto Masatsuki Aozaki, their focus unwavering. Neither dared to let their guard down, knowing that even the slightest mistake could give their opponent an opening.
At last, Kōga Kuchiki began to retreat slowly, each step taken with extreme caution, as though he were stepping on landmines.
Seeing this, Muramasa followed suit, carefully maintaining his distance.
They didn't stop until they had retreated several meters, but their eyes remained locked on Masatsuki Aozaki.
By nature, Masatsuki Aozaki would have simply unleashed Ryūjin Jakka and reduced his enemies to ashes.
However, Kōga Kuchiki still had value. If Aizen had taken an interest in him, then he couldn't be killed so easily.
Glancing at the fresh sword marks on Kōga Kuchiki's clothing, then at his own unscathed form, Masatsuki Aozaki spoke casually,
"I'll end this fight soon. You'd better be ready—don't go dying on me."
Unlike Masatsuki Aozaki, who was still weighing whether or not to finish him off, Kōga Kuchiki's composure had already begun to crack.
The realization that, even after using Bankai, he was still at a disadvantage sent his emotions into turmoil.
With a roar, Kōga Kuchiki and Muramasa slashed their swords in unison, releasing beams of red and green light from their blades.
"Kongōbaku!"
"Gaki Rekkō!"
A massive fireball, spanning dozens of meters in diameter, tore through the sky at incredible speed, like a meteor wreathed in roaring flames, trailing a long tail of fire.
Then, in an instant, something shifted within the fireball.
It detonated violently, scattering a storm of fiery embers in all directions, creating a blinding sea of flames.
Hidden within the inferno, ten razor-thin green beams shot forth!
They slithered like agile serpents, breaking free from the explosion and darting in every direction at blistering speed.
They moved as swiftly as lightning, leaving streaks of green light in their wake, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky.
Masatsuki Aozaki remained silent, simply using Shunpo to evade the incoming beams. As the fireball came hurtling toward him, he murmured,
"Suiten Isshoku." (Water and Sky as One)
A powerful gust erupted around him, swirling violently around his blade, while a torrent of Reishi-infused water surged from beneath his feet as if given life.
The winds howled, whipping the water into the air, where it rapidly gathered into an enormous, towering wave—a massive wall of water crashing forward with unstoppable force, colliding head-on with the raging fireball!
Boom!
Flames and torrents of water clashed in a cataclysmic explosion, shaking the very heavens!
A violent shockwave rippled outward like an unstoppable tsunami, threatening to tear the world apart.
Amid the chaos, a thick veil of mist engulfed the battlefield, completely shrouding the three figures within, making it impossible to see what had become of them.
"Masatsuki... This...!?"
Staring at the dense mist filling the sky, Kōga Kuchiki and Muramasa widened their eyes in utter disbelief, their mouths gaping open as if they could swallow an egg whole.
Kongōbaku and Gaki Rekkō—Muramasa's Zanpakutō abilities—were powerful enough to rival Hadō spells above level 90.
At the same time, Masatsuki Aozaki's sword whipped up a violent gust, fanning the flames into a massive, spiraling wall of fire. f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com
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