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

Chapter 384, page 393: Perfection

Time began to flow as the color faded.

The dust particles flying everywhere changed colors, like a rainbow after being refracted, displaying a neon-like brilliance in a colorful manner.

The interwoven colors reflected in Arima Shizuya's pupils, causing his gaze to drift from a daze to confusion, even bewilderment.

He instinctively reached out, wanting to touch the tiny, powdery substance.

What just happened?
No one could answer his thoughts...

Perhaps the so-called monologue of the sword spirit is just his fantasy.

But for Arima Shizuya at this moment...

He wanted to believe, and was more willing to believe, that it wasn't just a fantasy.

Rather, it was a woman with her own will, thoughts, joys, sorrows, and emotions pouring out her heart to him.

Zanpakuto may not shed tears.

But Ma Jing also...

He has.

Two lines of clear tears flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks, the churning pain deep inside her contrasting sharply with the lightness in her hands.

The Zanpakuto shattered with a bang.

All that remains now is the hilt of the knife.

His eyes trembled slightly for a moment, then split violently into two intersecting pupils.

The familiar LEFT EV10 is back, but for Shizuya Arima, it feels more like a stroke of luck.

Because it could happen in the next moment.

His clarity was once again obscured by confusion.

All the effort seemed meaningless at this moment. The fish struggled desperately, flicking its tail, and the resulting waves splashed up into tiny bubbles on the water's surface.

But in the next moment, it was swept away and completely swallowed up by the endless, surging waves...

"..."

Sitting upright on the throne, Yhwach frowned imperceptibly.

For a moment.

It was like a conditioned reflex to blink, but in that fleeting moment... there were signs of the future controlled by Habach being slightly distorted and deviated.

But that's it.

It's just a minor change, like a branch that extends from a great river.

Without even using a tiny bit of power, the trend called 'the general trend' will completely harmonize these discordant tones.

“You… Shizuya Arima.”

"What did you do this time?"

"This is really interesting, which is why I chose to let you do whatever you want."

After all, under these circumstances.

"Only people like you would struggle and resist against your fate, and act in such a self-righteous way."

"If it were me in the past, I would probably feel angry... After all, this kind of disrespect is just a reckless provocation."

"But now... things are a little different."

Habach adjusted his posture, revealing an even more languid expression at this moment.

Struggle a little longer.

Make it even funnier.

After all, for Habach now, this may be the only source of his 'fun'.

He still maintained top-down control, even though he was unaware of what the other party had done...

But what does it matter?

The flow will not change, and the overall trend has not been distorted.

Everything was proceeding as he had predicted; the tyrant understood, controlled, and despised everything.

"Let me see your pathetic state, your utter humiliation, and the look of despair on your faces at the end, shall we?"

Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryu Ishida remained lying on the ground, their life forms so different that they were completely unable to move.

But Shizuka Arima struggled to her feet.

Despite stumbling and in a sorry state.

But his knees continued to tremble as he stood upright, taut.

The bones in his body emitted a grinding sound, a struggle against the force and will called oppression...

An extremely terrifying sight appeared on Arima Shizuya's body.

His flesh collapsed in an irregular shape, constantly twisting and contorting, revealing an inhuman posture.

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A series of teeth-grinding sounds erupted at this moment.

This was the sound of Arima Shizuya's body being repeatedly ravaged and then bursting out—so miserable and pitiful.

That's why.

This provoked the tyrant's merciless mockery.

"Interesting...how interesting!"

"It reminds me of my youth! That kind of... oh right, being a VIP at the circus."

"Watching wild beasts forced to perform all sorts of fawning actions, twisting their own nature... is quite interesting."

And now, Habach is experiencing the joy he once had.

"I should thank you, Shizuya Arima."

Habach's lips curled up uncontrollably as he watched the other stubbornly raise his right hand, making a grasping motion in his direction.

The flow of time is being manipulated.

But this force is nothing to fear.

Having absorbed, mastered, and fully accepted the power of the Spirit King, Habach possesses a power level that is drastically different from that of others.

A thick barrier has been erected between the two.

This is absolutely unquestionable, and the distinction between superiors and subordinates cannot be disobeyed.

At this moment, the sense of sarcasm became even more pronounced.

"I'm afraid I'll never experience this kind of joy again in the future... But anyway, thank you for your performance."

Then.

"It's time for the curtain to fall, Shizuya Arima."

"How delightful to have an opponent like you..."

"From now on, I'm afraid there will never be another one."

It's a bit of a disappointment, but more than that, it gives me a sense of peace of mind.

Habach calmly raised his right hand, as if tired of the teasing and mockery, and then gently swung it down.

The power belonging to the Spirit King level was released in an instant, like some kind of heavy machine that compressed the air into something tangible, and fiercely enveloped the center.

The literal 'pressure' surged from all directions, crushing towards Arima Shizuya.

puff……

The once invincible powerhouse, at this moment, merely uttered a short sound before completely losing all its form.

Under Habach's gaze, Arima Shizuka was also squeezed into an indistinguishable lump of flesh.

ended.

As it should be…

but.

A subtle sense of disorientation rose in his heart at this moment, causing Habach's expression to freeze for a moment.

sense of violation.

It's as if what you touch is out of place from what you see.

"What……"

After a low murmur, as if talking to himself, Habach's expression momentarily became dazed.

Then he heard a mocking voice coming from beside him.

"I see……"

"You think you can fool me, the acting Spirit King, by only paying the price of one hand?"

"Is it because my methods are too bizarre, or is it because you're not academically proficient? Heh... this is truly a headache."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene before Habach's eyes began to 'distort'. Things that were once clear changed shape in an instant.

Kurosaki Ichigo and Ishida Uryu, who had been lying on the ground, were now standing to the side with wary expressions.

Standing before him was Aizen Sousuke, coughing up blood and missing his right arm.

Even though he was wearing 'prison clothes', this guy's expression remained arrogant and stern. His gaze, looking up at him, held no respect whatsoever; instead, it was filled with mockery.

It was like seeing a monkey dressed up as a human.

"You guy..."

Habach paused for a brief moment, speechless.

Because Aizen Sousuke did not appear in his vision of the future.

Has this guy's power already exceeded the Spirit King's control? That's obviously impossible...

Even the person involved is aware of this.

"Don't be so surprised, there's Habach."

"Illusion itself is just a kind of deception. Due to its special nature, it will not change the timeline you predict..."

"So, not being observed is also a kind of defect."

This is the advantage of illusion, but it can only do so much.

"But I must say... after mastering the power of the Spirit King, controlling your five senses is really not an easy task."

Aizen Sousuke coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a rather mocking smile.

"I need your smugness and euphoria."

"You also need to be in a state of smugness and self-confidence, believing yourself to be invincible."

"Only at times like these can I take advantage of your vulnerability and control all your senses."

...! ! !
Habach's expression suddenly turned serious.

He couldn't predict everything about illusions, but he never paid attention to such things—after all, illusions were essentially just a means of deception.

How could a clown who can't be brought to the stage possibly arouse people's utmost vigilance?
But this moment... is different.

Because what was originally a clear and distinct vision of the future suddenly transformed into a state of near-dazedness.

Something has changed! Something he couldn't predict, something he couldn't calculate... but how could that be?

At this moment, the three realms are all under his command. Now, nothing in the world will change any further. He is the ruler of the world, and he is the one who controls everything!
How could something he didn't even know appear out of thin air?!
The unknown brings confusion.

This also provoked anger.

No longer suppressing his true feelings, and completely surrendering to his instincts, Yorhabach sat up almost subconsciously.

He grabbed Aizen Sousuke by the neck, his ferocious expression devoid of any composure.

So the scene we just witnessed was just one part of the setup?
My personal interpretation of a circus.

But who is truly being mocked?
"Where is Arima Shizuya?!"

goo...

Aizen Sousuke's face turned purple from being pinched, but his expression still retained that playful undertone.

Unable to speak?

It doesn't matter...

Aizen Sousuke's control over spirit particles allowed him to always find the most suitable 'mouth substitute'.

"It was just a minor accident, and it's made you, this self-proclaimed king, so flustered? How laughable..."

"You are ultimately nothing more than a fragile person who is dressed up like a monkey, and you have no real substance whatsoever."

"After all, you can understand this kind of thing just by looking at it with your eyes, right?"

Eye……

Look……

Habach instinctively looked up and then saw the man floating in the air.

And in front of him was a tiny baby with a familiar aura.

In the space tunnel that had been opened not far away... there were two figures looking at him from a distance.

Both of their eyes revealed a hint of emotion, as well as a deep-seated sense of disgust.

These two people...

Habach is no stranger.

Kurosaki Isshin and Ishida Ryuken.

But why are these two people here?
They shouldn't...

No, that's not right.

Habach was astonished to discover the 'blind spot' at that moment.

He discovered that no matter which timeline he was on, he could not see any trace of the two of them—the present world, Soul Society, Hueco Mundo.

It was as if they had vanished from the Three Realms! Yet now these two appeared before him, clearly a premeditated act…

What are they planning?
Habach captured many timelines in an instant, trying his best to capture all the information through his own power.

However, something surprising happened: Habach found that he could not see even a fraction of it.

With Arima Shizuya...

No.

At this moment, I have absolutely no recollection of anything related to that baby!

What is this child?!

His voice became hoarse, and the tone, slightly distorted by anger, highlighted his intense unease and fear.

And naturally, no one responded to his question at that moment.

The tyrant chose to take matters into his own hands.

As the nominal ruler of the Three Realms, he doesn't even need to make any move; he can completely control the other party simply through his thoughts!
That's how it should be.

"Why...is it not working?"

With a look of astonishment on his face, Habach missed the final moment to act.

Shizuka Arima also touched the baby in front of her.

—Although there were no additional prompts, the person involved even lacked memory of it.

However, Ma Jing could also sense something within the other person's body that was resonating with his power at that moment.

This little guy...

It's like the last piece of a puzzle that completes the whole picture.

Arima Shizuka also unconsciously extended his right hand and touched the other person silently at that moment.

Fingertips touching.

Light and heat were born at this moment.

A bright ball of light rose up at that moment, completely enveloping the two figures.

Habach had completely lost all his 'timelines', and the three pupils in his eyes began to spin violently, a symbol of squeezing out power and pushing it to its limit!

Even so, he still couldn't see even a tiny bit of the future clearly.

Everything returned to chaos.

It changed from 1 to 0...

"What...what have you done?!"

Stripped of his facade of composure, what is now revealed is the true nature of the tyrant known as Yohabakh.

Aizen Sousuke was violently thrown to his side, and Kurosaki Ichigo stepped forward to help him up...

But the prison guard stood firmly in place.

The power of the Hogyoku has never ceased.

This force constantly reshapes his body, and even when he is seriously injured, it can repair each injury until he is fully recovered.

A proud smile bloomed on his face... ever since Aizen Sousuke was imprisoned.

This was definitely the happiest laugh he'd ever had.

"What did we do?"