Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1262 is over? No, it has just begun!
And when Grimmjow noticed Luther's almost numb and unresponsive state, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and then his misunderstanding deepened.

He frowned, a disdainful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk, are you giving up struggling because you sensed the insurmountable gap in strength between us? How disappointing! I finally showed my true self, but you couldn't even put up the most basic resistance. How can you live up to my expectations?"

There was a hint of regret and sarcasm in Grimmjow's words, as if he was mourning for an opponent who had lost his fighting spirit.

Seeing that Luther remained motionless despite his ridicule, Grimmjow gradually lost interest. He shook his head, his tone full of disappointment: "After all, you are nothing more than this, just a mediocre person. This kind of battle is really boring."

Grimmjow stopped attacking, and his figure flashed like a ghost, appearing above Luther's head in an instant.

Grimmjow took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body expanded to the limit under the stimulation of spiritual pressure, as if every inch of his skin contained explosive power.

He slowly stretched out one arm, palm facing up, as if summoning something.

As the spiritual pressure in his body surged wildly, a ball of blue-green light gradually condensed in his palm. It was a precursor to a virtual flash, but it was different from an ordinary virtual flash.

"Death God, you have probably never seen such a move. This is a unique skill that can only be mastered by the existence that stands at the top of all Arrancars and is known as the Ten Espada. It uses its own blood as a medium, perfectly integrating the power in the blood with the Hollow Flash, thereby increasing the power of the Hollow Flash to an unprecedented limit!"

Grimmjow's voice was low and full of authority, and every word was like a hammer, striking the hearts of the spectators.

"Its name is 'King's Flash'!"

As Grimmjow's words slowly fell, the blue ball of light suspended in his palm became more and more dazzling, as if it was a star compressed to the extreme, containing enough destructive power to destroy everything.

Wisps of electric light flowed on the surface of the light ball, and every flash seemed to foreshadow the impending disaster.

The surrounding space began to distort violently under the pressure of this force, and the air seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, solidifying into a dead silence. Even Busujima Saeko, who was watching the battle from a distance, could clearly feel the heart-pounding threat. Her pupils dilated unconsciously, and her heart beat wildly in her chest, as if trying to break free and escape from this suffocating atmosphere.

"You should be proud enough to die from this move!"

At the same time, the spiritual pressure that had been accumulated in Grimmjow for a long time also completely erupted at this moment, surging like a volcanic eruption, tearing the surrounding air into pieces.

A huge torrent of blue energy gushed out from his palm, carrying the power to destroy the world, and bombarded towards Luther's position.

This torrent of energy seemed to come from another dimension, carrying with it rules and power that did not belong to this world, swallowing up everything along the way in its endless blue.

Along with Grimmjow's deafening roar, the blue-green energy torrent finally hit Luther.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop, with only the roar of the explosion echoing in my ears.

The explosion of the virtual flash was like the falling of stars. At this moment, the entire sky was completely covered by a blue-green light. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. Even Busujima Saeko, who was far away, had to raise her hands to shield her eyes to prevent being hurt by the dazzling light.

Luther's figure had been completely submerged by the blue light, as if he had been swallowed into another world, with no trace left. At this moment, an unprecedented fear and despair surged in Busujima Saeko's heart, and she couldn't help but shouting loudly: "Mr. Luther!"

At this moment, Ulquiorra's voice sounded coldly, interrupting Saeko Busujima's cry: "No matter how much you shout, it's useless, because the god of death is dead."

Ulquiorra's words were like a sharp ice blade, ruthlessly piercing into Busujima Saeko's heart.

Her mind went blank in an instant, and it was as if all her strength had been drained away from her. She stood there in a daze, unable to move.

Then, she shook her head vigorously, trying to break free from this state of despair. She gritted her teeth, looked at Ulquiorra firmly, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice: "You are lying! That person would not die so easily!"

Ulquiorra's expression did not change at all in the face of Busujima Saeko's questioning.

He spoke calmly in a tone that sounded like he was stating a fact: "There's no need for me to lie to you. There's no point in deceiving you. I'm just stating the irreversible fact that the Grim Reaper is dead."

"The King's Void Flash is a unique skill of the Espada. Its power far exceeds that of ordinary Void Flashes. Even the most powerful enemy would have difficulty withstanding a direct hit from this move. The chance of that Death God surviving is not even one percent."

Ulquiorra's words were calm and cruel.

"Or, after witnessing the power of this move with your own eyes, do you still have any hope for him?"

Ulquiorra looked into her deepest fears and insecurities.

Busujima Saeko did not reply, but just stared at Ulquiorra. Her eyes, which were originally full of liveliness, now became unusually empty, as if they had lost all color and vitality.

Her hands involuntarily tightened around the Zanpakutō at her waist, her fingertips turning slightly white due to the force, reflecting her inner struggle and unwillingness.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air was filled with a depressing and heavy atmosphere.

At this moment, a sudden sound broke the silence, like a meteor across the night sky, instantly lighting up the darkness.

"You kept talking nonsense all the time, and I thought you were so strong."

Along with this sound, there was a crisp "clang" sound of metal collision, and then a dazzling sword light, like lightning that cuts through the sky, instantly shattered the blue-green light in the sky, as if even the space was torn apart by this force.

Luther's figure, like a god of war stepping out of the void, reappeared in the air.

He held the black knife in one hand, his body was intact, even the corners of his clothes were not torn at all, as if the thrilling battle just now was just a trivial game to him.

(End of this chapter)