Death: Then stood in the sky.

Looking at the man lying in a pool of blood, a mocking voice suddenly rang out from the sky, "This won't do, Captain Shiba. If you use your Bankai, things will get out of control."

Gin Ichimaru watched with a smile as Isshin Shiba slowly got up from the ground.

According to the information he had gathered, the captain of the 10th Division's Shikai and Bankai were types that placed an enormous burden on the body and consumed a large amount of blood. Once he was seriously injured, he would be unable to use them.

"Damn it!"

"cough!"

Shiba Isshin, who had managed to stand up, coughed up blood, his once handsome face now completely stained red with blood.

He was stabbed in the back.

The bone is visible deep inside.

"That slash...it's clearly a Zanpakuto, no doubt..."

"So, it really is a traitor from Soul Society manipulating all of this?"

Shiba gasped for breath and immediately looked up at the sky, but couldn't see anything.

not only that.

He couldn't even detect a trace of the other's spiritual pressure; it was as if there was only air there, and everything that had just happened was just his illusion.

Upon seeing this, Shiba Ichishin's eyes widened, thinking he was hallucinating.

Meanwhile, Gin Ichimaru walked past him with a wicked sense of humor.

"Who's there!"

Shiba turned his head and swung his sword, but missed, leaving only a slash mark several dozen meters long on the ground, burning with flames.

"How scary."

Gin Ichimaru flashed his signature foxy smile, then made a head-down gesture, peering through his slits at his coat.

Black cloak.

Once worn, it can completely conceal the user's spiritual pressure, making it impossible for other Shinigami to sense the user's whereabouts.

It's really useful.

This was originally Kisuke Urahara's invention, but after Urahara escaped from Soul Society, Aizen copied it, and that's how they came to control it.

Shiba Isshin stood there, his face extremely grim.

Although he guessed that the emergence of the Great Hollow in the real world and the Soul Society's Soul Burial Exercises and other events involved serious issues, the hidden things within them might be even more shocking.

But I never expected it to be this amazing!

He could seriously injure himself with a single blow.

This person must be at least a captain-level Grim Reaper.

So, is it one of the Grim Reapers from Seireitei?

Or perhaps, he's one of the captains of the Gotei 13!

The moment this terrifying thought surfaced in my mind, a crimson light flashed across my face.

Zhibo looked up intently.

All I felt was the hot wind blowing in my face and a malevolent, fixed gaze.

It's that Vastode!

He opened his mouth wide, and a massive amount of spiritual pressure rapidly expanded, then was compressed back to the size of a fist, its power increasing exponentially.

It's a Phantom Flash!

The moment the charge ended, the spiritual pressure, radiating high energy, transformed into a burst of rays in Shiba Isshin's eyes, tearing through the night sky. The ground it touched was instantly reduced to ashes, and it continued its rapid advance.

Shiba Isshin's first thought was to use Shunpo to create distance.

But when he saw the rows of office buildings in the distance behind him, he stopped in his tracks.

"Damn it!"

Shiba Isshin's face darkened. If he were hit by a Cero of that power, the entire city center of Karakura Town would probably be completely destroyed.

The crimson light illuminated everyone's faces and even lit up the entire sky.

Gin Ichimaru squinted as he witnessed the power of the Cero released by Hollow White after multiple evolutions. Although it was not a Hollow King's Cero, but just an ordinary Cero, it still tore a visible crack in space, connecting it to an unknown area.

This Cero completely destroyed space itself.

A violent storm and shockwave erupted.

Even though they were several kilometers apart, countless people were still nearly swept away on the spot. Their bodies were blown almost at a right angle to the ground as they desperately grabbed whatever they could with their hands.

The crimson light began to fade.

Amidst the ruins, the man, covered in grime, struggled to his feet and leaned against a piece of construction debris with exposed steel bars.

"My body is nearing its limit."

Shiba was panting heavily, and with each breath, his body was wracked with intense pain.

He was slashed in the back.

Then, barely maintaining its initial release, it took a direct hit from a Cero.

He tried to lift the Zanpakuto, but failed.

Turn your head to the side.

Shiba saw his broken arm.

Were you affected by the impact of the Crypt Strike?

His spiritual pressure, weakened by his severe injuries, was indeed insufficient to withstand such an attack.

Now, what should we do?

Leaving aside the minotaur, even the captain-level Grim Reaper lurking in the shadows couldn't handle it on his own.

Oh, and what about Vastod?

Zhibo was taken aback.

next second.

The pitch-black bone blade suddenly pierced through everything, grazing his scalp.

Zhibo stared wide-eyed.

Then, my gaze began to rotate.

Like a mosquito caught by a human swinging his hand, he was propelled by an irresistible force and slammed headfirst into the concrete ground.

The ground collapsed, and the cracks spread and dented inch by inch.

His body bounced up.

Then it was stepped on and fell to the ground again.

The high-speed impact created an elliptical shockwave that spread outwards.

Shiba Isshin coughed up a mouthful of blood, and with all his might, he used his other hand to swing the Yan Yue sword, forcing back the Fiery White who was about to crush him with pure violence.

Blood swirled around spiritual pressure, transforming into crimson flames, giving Shiba Isshin a brief respite.

But that's all.

It seems like I'm really going to die here.

Chapter 93 That Pig-Headed Reaper Over There

Heavy footsteps echoed slowly through the smoke.

It was as if stepping on Shiba Isshin's heart that the pale white mask appeared before my eyes once again.

"Is it the hunting instinct that's targeting me?"

Shiba's face darkened as he realized he had fallen into some kind of trap.

Lower your head and look at your own body.

His right hand, used for wielding the knife in combat, was severed; his internal organs were pierced by his ribs, causing massive bleeding; his body was extensively burned by the illusory attack; and he was beginning to feel dizzy due to blood loss and severe injuries...

It seems there's really no way to continue fighting.

Despicable.

If it weren't for that traitor suddenly stabbing him in the back... Shiba Isshin's eyes were filled with resentment.

next second.

The pale figure vanished from the spot.

Turn!

Crimson eyes were close at hand, and the chaotic and violent spiritual pressure brought the purest malice and despair.

"Roar!"

Kyobai roared to the sky, and as the sound waves spread, the pitch-black bone blade slashed down at Shiba Isshin.

"Oops!"

Shiba Isshin's pupils contracted, and he awkwardly rolled over, but as if sensing his intention, one foot stepped on him and pinned him to the ground.

The bone blade fell mercilessly!

"It seems that this is the end for me."

Shiba sighed.

The injury was ultimately too severe.

If it weren't for the fact that you have to block that feint head-on, you wouldn't be able to dodge it.

If it weren't for the traitor slashing him from behind, preventing him from using Bankai...

Unfortunately, there aren't that many "what ifs".

Vastod-class Hollows are indeed terrifying.

"Seijiro, I can only entrust everything to you."

Shiba calmly awaited his death.

But in the next instant, spirit arrows lit up the night sky, hitting the pale body one after another.

The gap was too large to break through the defense, but it did manage to pause Xu Bai's movements for a moment.

Shiba Isshin's expression became subtle, as if he realized something.

really.

Like a scene in slow motion, a girl's figure burst out of the darkness, nimbly tearing through the air like a cheetah.

She deftly braced herself with her hands to dodge Xu Bai's close-range slash, and then kicked Xu Bai in the chest.

Although it didn't break through the opponent's defenses, it successfully forced the opponent to take a few steps back.

She is... an Annihilator?

This is Quincy support!

Zhibo stared wide-eyed.

"Hey, can you still move, you pig-faced Grim Reaper?" the girl shouted without turning her head.

"???"

A pig-faced Grim Reaper?

who?

I?