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Chapter 509 Kenpachi

"team leader.."

Kotetsu Isane looked at Unohana Retsu with a worried expression on her face, her slightly furrowed brows revealing her inner unease.

The Gotei 13 were rushing to the battlefield, while their Fourth Division, as the logistics and medical team, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in this tense atmosphere.

"Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Unohana Retsu still wore that gentle, serene smile as she softly comforted Kotetsu Isane.

However, in an instant, Retsu Unohana's expression suddenly turned serious, and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

She flashed forward, using the Instant Step technique, and swiftly drew her sword to block the path of the Fourth Division members.

The team members, who were a little slow to react, hadn't figured out what was going on yet, and their faces were full of confusion.

Just then, a massive flying slash came hurtling in, instantly cleaving the forest in front of them with overwhelming force, and trees fell one after another.

"Clang!"

Unohana Retsu reacted swiftly, deflecting the slash with her sword. The force of the impact made her arm tremble slightly.

That was a lot of force.

"Such delicate technique."

A voice came from ahead, and the Archangel Sauron slowly walked out.

He was dressed in black, with three knives at his waist, and his eyes revealed a sense of confidence and arrogance.

"He's a formidable opponent."

He looked at Retsu Unohana, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Yongyin, take them away."

Unohana Retsu didn't turn around, but spoke in a low voice, her tone carrying an undeniable authority.

"team leader??"

Kotetsu Isane's eyes widened.

She knew how powerful the Seraph was; it was a formidable enemy that even three captains couldn't defeat, and leaving a captain alone to face it was far too dangerous.

"That's an order."

Unohana Retsu's voice rang out again, this time even more resolute.

Kotetsu Isane had never seen her captain so serious before. Although she felt reluctant and worried, she immediately obeyed the order.

"retreat!"

She led her team away quickly, leaving the battlefield to Unohana Retsu.

As she turned away, she silently prayed in her heart: [Please, Captain, be alright.]

Seraph Zoro stood still, quietly watching the members of the Fourth Division leave, without any intention of stopping them.

In his eyes, these weaklings were not worth his time. His only target was the opponent in front of him who piqued his interest—Retsu Unohana.

"Now that they're all gone, we can get serious."

Seraphim Sauron's voice carried a chilling aura.

"Oh? You seem to know me quite well."

Unohana Retsu's lips curled up into a slightly provocative smile.

"Even without intelligence, the pungent smell of blood on you could be smelled from afar."

"Very perceptive."

Unohana Retsu lowered her eyelids, and the next moment, she chanted: "Bankai - All Extinction".

In an instant, her Zanpakuto seemed to be shrouded in blood, and the surrounding environment began to seep out a large area of ​​blood, like a blood-red ocean.

The blade rapidly transformed into a blood-red blade that could extend and bend, exuding a chilling aura.

"Let me have a long-awaited battle."

Unohana Retsu's voice was cold and resolute, and she had barely finished speaking when...

The next instant, the blade tip pierced towards the eyes of Seraph Zoro.

Seraph Sauron reacted quickly, immediately drawing his longsword and precisely blocking the fatal blow.

"That's more interesting."

Seraph Sauron shouted excitedly, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism; he craved a thrilling battle.

The two began a fierce exchange, their swords flashing faster and faster, until it was dazzling to behold.

Their afterimages were everywhere in this space, as if countless versions of them were fighting simultaneously.

"It can actually keep up with my speed."

Seraph Sauron was slightly surprised.

"Your three-sword style is also very interesting."

Retsu Unohana responded with a smile.

In this clash of blood and blades, the two constantly tested each other's limits, each collision sparking dazzling flames.

While Retsu Unohana and Seraph Zoro clashed fiercely, their swords flashing, the atmosphere on another battlefield was exceptionally oppressive and cruel.

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Kenpachi Zaraki, the captain known for his powerful fighting ability and passion for battle, was now lying on the ground in a sorry state.

A gruesome wound stretched from his shoulder to his waist, almost piercing through his entire upper body. Blood gushed out like a spring, instantly seeping into the ground beneath him and staining the soil with a shocking crimson.

"team leader!!"

Madarame Ikkaku's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

He couldn't believe that Kenpachi Zaraki, who was usually incredibly brave and almost unstoppable when he went all out, couldn't even last a few rounds against this man named Seraph Hawkeye.

His voice trembled slightly, a mixture of worry for the captain's safety and resentment at the cruel reality before him.

Seraph Hawkeye coldly looked at Kenpachi Zaraki lying on the ground, his eyes filled with nothing but disdain and no pity.

He carried the large knife on his back.

"A beast with only strength, what a disappointment."

His voice was flat and full of contempt, as if the battle with Kenpachi Zaraki was nothing more than a farce in his eyes.

After saying that, Seraph Hawkeye turned to leave.

"stop!"

Upon seeing this, Madarame Ikkaku immediately rushed forward and blocked his way.

His body trembled slightly, his face filled with anger and determination.

The battle is not over yet; the captain is still breathing.

He shouted, trying to stop Seraph Hawkeye from leaving.

As long as Kenpachi Zaraki has even a sliver of life left, this battle is not over.

However, Seraph Hawkeye ignored Ikkaku Madarame's shouts and walked right past him as if Ikkaku were invisible.

His gaze was cold, completely ignoring Ikkaku Madarame's obstruction.

There's a limit to underestimating someone!

As Madarame Ikkaku watched Seraph Hawkeye's departing figure, the anger in his heart could no longer be contained.

He gripped the knife tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes flashing with a resolute light.

He knew that there was a huge gap between his strength and that of Seraph Hawkeye, but for the sake of his captain and the honor of the Eleventh Division, he could not back down. Even if it was a road of no return, he would fight to the death.

"Bankai: Ryūmon Hozukimaru!"

With a furious roar, Madarame Ikkaku unleashed a sudden burst of spiritual pressure, and a powerful aura emanated from him, causing dust to fly everywhere.

As his shout faded, the Zanpakuto in his hand underwent an astonishing transformation.

The originally ordinary blade rapidly expanded and deformed. In the blink of an eye, he held a huge blade in each hand, and another equally huge blade slowly appeared on his shoulder, resting steadily on his shoulder.

At this point, Ikkaku Madarame's Bankai is fully revealed, forming a shape composed of these three enormous blades.

(End of this chapter)