Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 363, Section 372: A Giant Descends from the Sky
Let's rewind to when the Royal Guard made their entrance.

Now that everyone has made their appearance...

The few members of the personal guard exchanged glances at each other.

Captain Rije Barrow spoke in a calm tone.

"Yaskin, make your move."

"Alright, alright...please don't rush me..."

That guy perfectly embodied the image of a worker exploited by his boss. At that moment, he was speaking in a drawn-out tone, looking exhausted, like a worker who had been completely drained.

I'm so tired, but there's nothing I can do... After all, if I don't work, I'll die.

Purple wings of light appeared behind him, and crimson dust swirled and condensed in the air, gathering behind him at this moment.

The spiritual pressure is increasing rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

This steadily rising momentum drew the attention of everyone present, and at the same time... those observing from below also noticed that something was amiss.

"That...is that Askin?!"

Litoto, who was leading the remnants of the Quincy, widened her eyes slightly.

Her pupils contracted sharply at that moment, as if she had anticipated something, and she clenched her teeth tightly.

He used every trick in the book to shout at the top of his lungs.

"We can't let him make a move... we have to stop him!"

No time to explain.

This is the only way to express one's attitude.

What about the reactions of others?
Surprisingly, the first to respond was Soi Fon, the captain of the 2nd Division, who seemed the calmest and indifferent to the Quincy group.

This guy released his Zanpakuto almost reflexively.

Suzumebachi Raikobuchi!!!

The Bankai buff caused the opponent's spiritual pressure to increase exponentially.

The surging, exploding energy began to spread out in waves.

Many captains couldn't help but glance at him sideways at that moment.

This guy's strength... has improved significantly compared to before. So, has he been secretly improving in private?
There are quite a few people who are aware of this.

And that is indeed the case.

After all, those willing to fight at this moment had no room to hold back... The Zero Division also did not keep anything to themselves, sharing some of their more professional training experience with the members of the Thirteenth Division.

The Thunder Whip, which had already been loaded, began to react violently.

As light and heat began to surge, the thrusters, near the tail, roared like a lion...

emission!

bump! ! !
Amidst the deafening roar, all that could be seen was the terrifying spiritual pressure swirling above the ever-ascending Thunder Whip.

Ōmaeda's reaction was the most direct.

The guy raised his head, thickened his neck, and let out a hoarse shout.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot... get out of the way!"

He knew his captain's methods best—the Thunder Whip's explosion didn't discriminate between friend and foe; those at the vice-captain level and above would be unaffected, but those below that level would be in trouble.

However, things don't seem to be that simple.

The next moment, Ōmaeda saw a tall, strong man step out from the Quincy team.

The outline of wings was also clearly visible on his body... His bare upper body revealed the outline of muscular muscles, and the mask he wore covered the upper half of his face...

And the exposed mouth now displayed a smug and arrogant smile.

This guy... it's so eerie and terrifying, as if he's excited about what's to come and what's going to happen.

"Is this all you've got? Hey, hey, hey, doesn't this look pretty cool?!"

He chuckled.

At that moment, he extended his right hand.

He made a gesture that resembled grasping...

Then, the air began to distort.

A majestic and broad figure emerged behind him. This giant shadow, pieced together from the air, appeared more than a hundred meters tall and, mimicking the other's behavior, extended its right hand as well.

The giant shadow seized the Thunder Whip.

"what?!"

Soi Fon's eyes showed a hint of disbelief, after all, this was the first time she had experienced something like this.

Who would catch this thing with their bare hands?!

The thrusters used for propulsion continued to operate, and the Thunder Whip, held in the giant's hand, was like a wild horse struggling violently, beginning to roll wildly!

"You can move quite easily!"

So, how about this?
Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the giant clasped his hands together and fiercely controlled the Thunder Whip in his palms for a moment.

Of course, this balance is unlikely to last long. After all, the Thunder Whip isn't really a 'physical object,' but rather a mass of spiritual energy in another sense.

It will explode.

“Hey, Gerald.”

Littbarro called out the name of his companion, speaking only calmly at this moment.

"Don't waste time playing with this stuff, don't let it affect Yaskin."

"Hey, got it!"

The grinning man puffed out his chest, took a deep breath, and then…

He opened his mouth.

It bit towards the area where his hands were.

The giant formed from the mixture of air, at that moment, imitated his movements... and did the exact same thing.

It swallowed the Thunder Whip whole into its mouth.

"...?!!!"

This surprised even Soi Fon.

Clearly... both the other party's behavior and judgment were completely unacceptable to him.

Is thunderbolt something you can eat?!

"This madman!"

It happened in the next moment.

Soi Fon pressed the 'switch' in her heart.

It was after that instantaneous switch that the mass of spiritual energy condensed completely erupted.

Click, click, click...

Because of various constraints, restrictions, and limitations, spiritual power, which was confined to its inherent form, now exhibited an explosive form that could not be ignored.

It's going to explode.

boom! ! !
A violent roar was accompanied by a surge of energy.

Layer upon layer of explosions, mixed with light and heat, began to intertwine and collide, eventually forming a terrifying momentum that resembled a chain reaction.

Coo coo coo coo…

The giant's head appeared to be expanding at this moment.

It was as if an unseen monster was constantly writhing and gnawing inside its mind, and then, at this moment, everyone watching couldn't help but show a look of fear.

Is it going to explode?!
But that's not the case.

Because such a violent reaction did not last long.

After a few breaths, the giant's deformed head gradually calmed down.

The man known as Gerald slowly released his hands at this moment.

His lips couldn't help but curl upwards, and as he straightened his back, his chest also puffed out.

"Hahaha! This tastes really good... Give me a little more! Hey, Death, don't bore me!"

Completely absorbed in the moment, Gerald opened his arms. "My name is Gerald Valkyrie! I am a member of the Royal Guard!"

It was as if they were embracing the world, shouting loudly at this moment.

"I will only remember the names of the truly strong, so please me as much as possible! Shinigami, Arrancar, abandoned Quincy!"

Following this hesitant declaration of war in a high-pitched tone.

In response...

However, they were beams of pitch-black light.

Space was violently torn apart, showing a tendency to fragment. A roar that could make one's ears ring echoed in the air, drawing everyone's attention at this moment.

The Broken Faces have made their move.

These guys don't really care much about concepts of ethics and morality.

Since they've already started provoking us, what are we waiting for...? Let's attack! Take them down!

The power of the Espada is already extraordinary, and now it is further enhanced by the small Hogyoku, presenting an even more exaggerated level at this moment.

"Ha! A Cero from an Arrancar? I haven't had a chance to properly try it before, let me taste you..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Because in the next instant, Hasward appeared directly in front of him.

He gripped his shield, calmly deflecting all the Cero flashes that rushed towards him, and then spoke indifferently.

"The power of the void contains toxins for us. When conditions permit, do not try to withstand it with your own body."

Although there is nothing wrong with the behavior.

But it was obvious... the other party didn't seem to appreciate it.

Gerald's smile faded slightly, but faced with Hassward's warning, he couldn't bring himself to say anything impolite at this moment.

Although it sounds like a long story, it was actually just a fleeting moment.

Only a small number of people can react and launch an attack in such a short time.

Many others could only make makeshift preparations to act, but were completely unable to take any action...

But at this moment.

Askin, who was protected in the innermost layer, had a very serious expression on his face and said in a tone of 'finally it's over'.

"All done, everyone. Shall we proceed as planned?"

There's a result from Jaskin's side.

Hasward was the first to respond, ahead of Littbarro.

"Let's proceed according to the previous plan."

The word is settled.

Yaskin quietly rolled his eyes.

His right hand was raised high towards the sky, with his index finger pointing straight up, jabbing straight into the air.

Perfect Holy Body - Domain of Poison.

A hazy purple glow began to spread.

It was like a series of overlapping waves, which at this moment swept over everyone at a speed that no one could react to, and included them all.

At this moment, Yashkin's abilities were brought to their fullest potential.

Holy Letter D - Lethal Dosage.

Jaskin can manipulate various subtle variables in an individual's environment by calculating, comparing, and controlling them, causing an imbalance between the individual and the environment...

嘛～
It's quite complicated to explain.

But it's actually a very simple thing.

For example, Yaskin can adjust the oxygen content in the air, thereby making everything within his sphere of influence 'more deadly'.

It is a weapon of mass destruction in the literal sense.

In this situation where everyone is standing together, this is the best opportunity to "wipe them all out".

Askin's lips began to turn pale; after all, the range of his influence was already quite limited, and now he was forcefully spreading his power to this extent...

This is itself a form of 'overclocking'.

This is going to kill me...

But compared to being deified on the spot by Yhwach and having his tendons and skin ripped off, this kind of thing is still relatively 'easy' to do.

The capabilities began to spread.

The invisible air was imbued with the unique power of Askin, and the content of various elements began to become unbalanced, gradually turning into a state of 'abnormality'.

soon.

Some people experienced adverse reactions.

The Shinigami, Arrancar, and Quincy struggled and fell to the ground, their mouths twitching open as they made expressions of pain and struggle.

"Wh…what is this?!"

"Hey, what are you doing to us?!"

"Wait, wait... this is, ah..."

Screams echoed continuously.

The situation spiraled out of control almost instantly.

While a captain-level expert can maintain a normal level of strength, his subordinates certainly couldn't...

Hitsugaya Toshiro looked around, his expression now showing signs of panic.

"Um... Hey! How can we solve this problem?!"

Toshiro looked into the distance, trying to find a solution to the problem from among the Quincy.

At this moment, Litoto, equally flustered, frowned and could only call out in response towards the distance.

"Kill...kill Yaskin! Interrupt his actions!"

Is there no other way?

Let's do it that way!
"what!!!"

With a roar, Toshiro unleashed his full power, and an ice dragon appeared beside him, causing the air to stiffen and turn icy.

The power that should have been cold began to boil like flames.

Driven by emotion, Daiguren Hyōrinmaru displayed an unparalleled presence.

A pale white ice dragon appeared in the air, opened its huge mouth, roared, and charged toward Askin.

However, the giant appeared at that moment.

Gerald's power surged forth, and the giant formed from the air grabbed the roaring ice dragon, and the two grappled almost instantly.

Evenly matched?

Perhaps that's not the case...

"Now is not the time to stall for time!"

Komamura Sajin roared and charged forward, his Zanpakuto twisting and deforming rapidly...

Until a figure that was no less than an air giant appeared in the air.

Bankai: Black Rope Heavenly Punishment Myōō!!!

A figure clad in black armor appeared silently, its presence unassuming yet strikingly majestic and awe-inspiring.

It was just a close-quarters collision, and the two were instantly locked in combat.

A giant descended from the sky.

Their fists kept clashing.

The fight between them was completely unrestrained, with almost every collision producing a loud bang that was enough to make anyone take notice.

One wave after another...

One wave rises higher than the next!
At this very moment, the group, whose members were relatively calm and had made ample preparations...

They all took action at this moment.

(End of this chapter)