Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Chapter 416: Gagaku Kairō

"That’s..."

Masatsuki Aozaki frowned as he watched the gray-brown mist spreading all around, his alertness rising.

He reached out, lightly stroking his chin as he muttered to himself,

"What is this?"

Standing beside him, Retsu Unohana wore a grave expression, her eyes locked on the increasingly thick fog. Her voice was low and serious.

"This is the Gagaku Kairō... It’s that man’s Bankai—Kenpachi Kuruyashiki’s!"

Masatsuki Aozaki was well aware of what the Gagaku Kairō meant.

Not only was he a transmigrator, but he was also the Captain of the 11th Division.

He’d heard the story of the seventh-generation Kenpachi from his subordinates more than a few times.

The Gagaku Kairō was a force terrifying and despair-inducing enough to shake any sane person.

Kenpachi Kuruyashiki’s Bankai could summon a massive jaw from the ground—vast enough to rival the size of several Karakura Towns.

That gaping maw was like a savage beast. Once it opened its blood-soaked mouth, it would devour everything.

Living or dead. Enemy or ally.

As long as something was caught within its reach, it would be mercilessly swallowed, shredded, and crushed.

Even more terrifying, this Bankai was wildly destructive and uncontrollable—so much so that even Kuruyashiki himself couldn’t fully master it.

Once released, it indiscriminately devastated everything in its path, throwing the battlefield into utter chaos.

Because of this, the Central 46 had once issued a strict order forbidding Kenpachi Kuruyashiki from ever using his Bankai within Seireitei—no matter the circumstances.

And Kuruyashiki had always strictly abided by that command.

Even when he lost the duel to Azashiro Sōya for the title of Kenpachi.

Even when he fell in a life-and-death battle against a powerful foe.

Not once had he unleashed that forbidden Bankai.

But now, under the influence of Hell, he was completely under its will—unable to control his power at all.

...

Above ground, after Unohana’s explanation, the first-generation captains who had stayed behind all wore heavy expressions.

Though the radius only spanned a few units of reiatsu, compared to Seireitei’s over 600 in diameter, it seemed small.

But... it was already enough to engulf the entire battlefield!

They had all long since died, and another death meant little.

But if the members of the Gotei 13 still fighting on the battlefield were wiped out by this technique...

According to the laws, any soul slain by Hell’s intent would fall directly into Hell, without requiring purification by a Zanpakutō or a Konsō ritual.

And just moments ago, Kenpachi Kuruyashiki had been clad in skeletal armor—clear proof that he carried the power of Hell.

If all the Shinigami present were dragged down into Hell, then the Three Worlds would have no future left.

"Is there a way to stop it? If us old-timers join forces, we should be able to destroy this monster!"

At some point, Chika Shihōin had returned. His golden armor was nearly in pieces, but his body had already healed completely.

Upon hearing this, Retsu Unohana shook her head, a flicker of helplessness in her eyes.

"It’s no use. That thing has no physical form."

"Even though the Gagaku Kairō is a biological-type Zanpakutō, its Bankai power is closer to a law of nature."

She continued, her tone growing heavier.

"Once activated, it can’t be stopped by conventional means. It continues until the devouring ends."

There was a deep sense of powerlessness in her words—one that made the situation feel utterly hopeless.

"The only option now is to find a way to escape its range."

Her tone turned firm. Time was running out, and she knew they had to act fast.

As she finished speaking, Unohana released her Reiatsu perception and began to carefully sense the surrounding presence and energy fluctuations, trying to locate others nearby.

With her speed, she might still be able to save a few from this deadly zone.

Yamamoto stood dazed, staring blankly at the world around him.

In that instant, he seemed to have aged by centuries, the wrinkles on his face deepening, looking more like a worn-out old man at death’s door.

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