Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Even so, how could he still release such terrifying spiritual pressure fluctuations?

This is absolutely not a power that the Grim Reaper could possess!!

I can't see what happened to him over the years.

I thought everything was under control, how could things have turned out like this?!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 333 The Name of Kenpachi

What exactly do you want?

Kenpachi Momoshiro gritted his teeth and stood up, a flash of anger in his eyes.

However, before he could finish speaking, a fist suddenly appeared in front of him, instantly filling his field of vision.

boom!!

With a loud bang, Kenpachi Azajo's body was smashed to pieces by a single punch.

However, unlike before, this time he did not explode into spiritual particles as usual, but instead turned into a large piece of broken flesh and blood that scattered everywhere.

A wave of intense pain washed over him, almost causing him to lose consciousness.

Just then, a powerful spiritual pressure swept in like a storm.

Under the impact of Aozaki Mayuki's spiritual pressure, Kenpachi Azajo's body had to be rapidly reassembled, reappearing in his original form.

His face was pale, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked utterly disheveled.

Aozaki Mayuki squatted beside him, looking at him coldly:

"Too weak. Is this all you're capable of without your Zanpakuto?"

His voice was cold and ruthless, as if mocking Kenpachi Azajo's incompetence.

Kenpachi Momoshiro frowned.

Because the Zanpakuto's abilities are very special, and it has never been deactivated since its Bankai.

This resulted in him never exercising and being unable to increase his physical strength.

His body had long since become as weak as those ordinary souls in Rukongai.

If his Bankai is forced to be released, and his spiritual pressure is insufficient.

So let alone facing the captain of the Gotei 13, even an ordinary Shinigami could easily deal with him.

Oops!

Kenpachi Momoshiro's heart sank.

The reason he took the initiative to approach Aozaki Mazuki in the first place.

One reason was seeing him suddenly appear in the Avici Hell and arbitrarily torture and kill sinners.

This behavior did not comply with the rules of the Seireitei, which is why he came out to stop it.

Another reason is that the other party has people they need, and they may even become business partners.

Even if a conflict arises between the two, he can remain invincible by relying on his Bankai.

However, it turned out that he was wrong.

Who knew the other party's abilities were so abnormal?

Both his spiritual pressure level and his ability to control it are monstrous, far stronger than imagined.

He had made a big mistake.

If you don't take the initiative to show yourself, you can lie low and wait for the right opportunity.

Now, I've become the fish on the chopping block, completely at their mercy.

He closed his eyes, preparing to face death.

However, at that moment, Aozaki Mayuki suddenly shook her head and chuckled:

"Looks like you've reached your limit too."

His tone carried a hint of regret and helplessness.

"Kenpachi Momoshiro? Forget it, I don't want to call you that. I'll just keep calling you Sou Momoshiro."

Aozaki Mayuki's voice revealed a sense of disappointment.

"You're not worthy of the name Kenpachi."

His words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart of Souya Mochijo.

Mochishiro Sōya's expression instantly turned somewhat gloomy.

"The name Kenpachi is something I earned by defeating Kushiyashiki Kenpachi. Whether I deserve it or not is none of your business to question!"

"Is that so..."

Aozaki Mayuki's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

He seemed unconcerned about Sōya's rebuttal.

After Retsu was defeated by Zaraki, he wanted to give the Kenpachi title to Zaraki.

He defeated Zaraki again.

Strictly speaking, the Seireitei, starting with the second Kenpachi, has never truly produced a Kenpachi.

I should be the third Kenpachi.

However, Aozaki Mayuki was too lazy to explain all that to him.

"When are you finally going to realize your own limitations?"

Aozaki Mayuki sighed and spoke in a tone befitting an elder.

Shiro Sōya lay on the ground, looking at Aozaki Maki with a complicated expression.

Aozaki Mayuki stood there, the spiritual pressure emanating from her gradually receding, as if she were merging into the darkness.

Kenpachi Momoshiro took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and asked:

"Aozaki Mayuki, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Aozaki Mayuki grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, and answered in a relaxed tone:

"Of course it's for women, whether it's taking their souls or beating you up here."

His smile revealed a sense of unbridled recklessness.

"For a woman?"

Mole City Shuang also frowned and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that woman, Yulu Zheliu, is deliberately trying to block my way?"

Aozaki Mayuki curled her lip and said disdainfully:

"You were the one who came up to us, weren't you? How can you say we're blocking our way?"

His words were full of sarcasm and mockery.

"This guy doesn't understand your good intentions at all."

Aozaki Mayuki turned her head to look in another direction.

Mole City Shuang was also taken aback, because he realized that the last sentence was not directed at him.

He couldn't help but recall the image of a woman.

The same was true of the reactions of those around him when he spoke to the woman.

Aozaki Mayuki turned her head, looked down at Azashiro Sōya, and continued:

"You heartless bastard, have you forgotten how you survived in the first place?"

Upon hearing this, Souya Azashiro's thoughts involuntarily drifted back hundreds of years.

"Hado #73: Twin Lotus Azure Flame Fall!"

Before the black-haired boy's eyes.

The older sister's body shattered, breaking apart in the flames along with the enormous Hollow that had held her in its mouth—a monster among ordinary Hollows that was closest to a Great Hollow.

The boy's legs went weak, and he knelt down, staring blankly ahead.

The enormous void, having lost its upper body, quickly began to collapse and dissipate, showing no signs of rapid regeneration.

Listening to the mocking voices of the nobles in the stands.

A new, enormous phantom appeared, its fangs closing in on the boy's face.

In an instant, the boy came to his senses, feeling as if his heart had been torn apart.

Sky, earth.

Everything started to go awry.

When they came to their senses, all that remained were corpses scattered on the ground and drifting spiritual dust.

Whether it's a false status or a noble status.

The bloody limbs were tangled together, a sight that made one want to vomit.

A woman who looked very familiar protected him.

Is she the older sister?

No, it's rain and dew on the pomegranate tree.

Of course, Shiro Shiro remembers that day clearly, and will never forget it.

He paused for a moment, then spoke:

"Aozaki Mayuki, what does that woman want you to do?"