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

Chapter 381, page 390: This, I've already seen it too.
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The crystal encasing the Spirit King shattered instantly.

The Spirit King, trapped within like a prehistoric relic encased in amber, was also torn to pieces at this moment.

However, these remains did not fall from the sky, but were completely drawn into Habach's power, which then dissected and dismantled them until they became part of its own power.

Like a piece of meat thrown into a pile of mealworms, after time was accelerated countless times... the remains of the Spirit King disappeared completely in no time.

Habach absorbed everything about the Spirit King.

Literally, it means to take advantage of someone completely.

Then...

Habach slowly closed his eyes.

He felt this surge of power coming from the depths of his heart, and deeply experienced this power that was so vivid, so strong, and even amazing!

Every heartbeat is so vivid.

Even one's own breath seems to affect the pulse of the three realms.

His body seemed to have merged into this magnificent sky, his gaze unobstructed as far as the eye could see, as if all darkness had vanished...

Under his gaze, under his kingdom.

Everything is no longer hidden.

I have... got everything under control.

Habach slowly walked forward, shattering the crystal that had fallen to the ground, completely ignoring his biological father's belongings, until he reached the high platform.

On that throne that was once exclusively for the Spirit King.

but……

How could a body that is already incomplete possibly achieve the posture of 'sitting upright'?
However, it was merely a tool used to maintain his authority.

But Habach is different.

"Haven't I already said that..."

He closed his eyes and slowly stepped forward.

Until he sat upright on the throne belonging to the Spirit King.

bench……

Essentially, it's just a prop used to support the human body, an object for resting.

However, this one is different.

"no the same……"

It wasn't an ergonomic modification in any sense, but rather a kind of joy that welled up from the depths of my heart.

It permeated Habach's body, giving him an even stronger urge to speak out at this moment.

But this place is empty and devoid of anything.

No matter how excited he was, he had no one to share his joy with...

How desolate and lonely it is.

Perhaps he should have shown some leniency back then, instead of eliminating all the Quincy?
In that brief moment, a thought akin to 'self-reflection' welled up deep within the tyrant's mind.

of course.

It was only for a fleeting moment.

Because soon, he had already turned his gaze to a much more distant direction...

Having already mastered the power of the Spirit King, his power had been extended, and his omniscience and omnipotence had spread throughout the entire world.

He deserves a much larger, even his own, divine kingdom.

correct.

All we have to do is steal it.

Something that doesn't belong to me? Are you kidding me...?

Now, the so-called Three Realms are nothing more than things in his hands.

"I have Habach."

"He is the one who took everything from you."

"And will be the one who gives you everything."

As he spoke, he slowly opened his eyes.

Gulu gulu...

A slippery sound squeezed out from his eye sockets.

The eye embedded within it, after a brief tremor, suddenly split open and spread...

Until they became three separate pupils.

"I can see..."

As Habach murmured something, he reclined languidly on the bench, as if sighing, or perhaps simply talking to himself. "I can...see."

Subsequently.

A gloomy band of light spread out from his body, surging wildly and spreading outwards.

This is the power of the Spirit King, used to transform this corrupt and decadent world, guiding and correcting it until it becomes a tool for his own paradise.

Its name is...

The Spirit King's torrent.

However, as these things began to surge wildly, Habach also sensed that the world was trembling slightly.

He casually looked down at his feet.

The Spirit King, who served as the anchor point to support the operation of the Three Realms, no longer exists.

Like an animal whose spine has been removed, no matter how tall, strong, or majestic its body is, it will collapse with a crash.

So, what should I do?

Habach chose to remain silent and took no action.

Because a moment later, a long trail of black shadows that spread from underground completely pierced through the entire Spirit King Palace.

The floor behind Yhwach was completely pushed open, and in the vastness of space, a pair of enormous, jet-black hands, seemingly reaching through the entire sky, rose up and closed behind Yhwach…

They held up this crumbling sky.

However, even after such a shocking event, Habach remained nonchalant.

The Spirit King's left and right hands.

This is a sign that even the dead have not stopped, and it is also a symbol of the struggle of the abandoned remnants.

If it were my former self, I might have been angry and annoyed, thinking that all of this was another provocation against me.

But the Habach of today no longer thinks about problems in this way.

His expression was calm, but his gaze was slightly focused.

Then...

He spoke softly, as if talking to himself.

"I've already seen this too."

……

Looking at Jushiro Ukitake beside him, he saw that he had closed his eyes and was completely absorbed in the state.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Kisuke Urahara, who had been standing on either side of each other, both felt a sense of relief.

After removing the instruments placed on the other person, Mayuri Kurotsuchi is now conducting the final confirmation process.

"The situation has stabilized."

Kisuke Urahara looked up at the sky, gazing at the two dark pillars of light emanating from Jushiro Ukitake, a hint of emotion on his face.

"But the problem is only getting more and more complicated..."

After Habach chose to use Saint-Berg to eliminate the last of his royal guards.

The Soul King's right and left hands also fell back into the control of the Death God.

They studied the power of both hands as quickly as possible, and the two members of the experimental group began to work together closely. In the end, they figured out a way to activate the power of both hands without harming Jushiro Ukitake's life...

The way to support the world.

"But at best, it's just prolonging its existence..."

With a sigh, Kisuke Urahara's gaze began to become complicated.

The Spirit King's hands could only be supported by the Spirit King's Palace; in other words, Yohbach must have seen the same scene at that moment.

But he didn't take any action...

This, on the contrary, makes people feel even more uneasy.

It was as if some unseen threat was lurking in the shadows, and the Sword of Damocles, hanging high above, swayed slightly, making it impossible to know when it would fall.

A sense of tension, literally speaking, was spreading through his mind.

"Awaited."

Retsu Unohana's voice came from behind.

Everyone who was handling various matters in the laboratory stopped what they were doing.

And he looked behind him.

Following Retsu Unohana were Shizuya Arima, Ichigo Kurosaki, and Uryu Ishida.

Arima Shizuka also raised her right hand, gently stroking the scabbard as she spoke calmly.

"The injuries have been mostly treated; we need to discuss... how to proceed."

(End of this chapter)