You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

Have we met somewhere before?

Upon seeing this person, Iori placed her hand on the Kusanagi sword at her waist, ready to draw it at any moment.

This person seems really strong!

"We have never met before, and today is probably our only and last meeting."

My name is 'Herlein Hertz', and I am the godfather of 'Herfin', who died at your hands.

Although I had considered the possibility, the chances were too slim, and I thought it was just wishful thinking. After accepting this mission, I completely gave up the idea of ​​revenge... I never expected to see you at this last moment.

"My son's blood feud, I will wash it away with my own hands today!"

Are these people here to scout ahead?

Iori was just pondering the reason why these elite Quincy were here when she was taken aback by what the other party said.

Are they enemies?

"Helfen..."

"—!"

The middle-aged man who called himself Helein clenched his fists: "You don't even know his name... Fine, I won't verbally condemn you, that's something only women do. I'll make you remember the temperature of this hatred with your body!"

With his fist outstretched, a cross pendant hung down, and then a large amount of blue spiritual particles were condensed to form a longbow as tall as a person, consisting of two bow arms, one horizontal and one vertical!

Whoosh!

Without any drawing of the bow or nocking of the arrow, the moment the longbow was formed, a spear-like spiritual arrow pierced the air and struck, so fast that even Yoruichi could barely catch a glimpse of its passing.

Clang!

Bang!

Two impact sounds rang out in succession, the former crisp and short, the latter deep and muffled.

First, Iori used the Ama-no-Murakumo to block the spirit arrow, and his body was pushed more than ten meters away on the beach by the powerful force, leaving two shallow grooves.

Secondly, Yoruichi rushed in front of the middle-aged Quincy and delivered a powerful, axe-like downward kick with his right leg, which landed on the Quincy's raised bow arm, smashing half of his body into the sand!

Whoosh! ! !

It was like pulling a trigger, igniting the gunpowder in the magazine, and a dense rain of spirit arrows flew towards Yoruichi.

Before she could check on Helein's condition, she dodged with a flash, but as soon as she revealed herself, someone followed closely with a flying kick!

Yoruichi flashed a competitive and confident smile, easily defeating one of the attackers with a technique similar to jujitsu, and then used Shunpo to leave again.

Straight punch, downward chop, hand chop, elbow strike, flying kick—with a series of exquisitely flashing Instant Steps, Yoruichi appeared in five places almost simultaneously, knocking her opponents away before they could even react, thus resolving the crisis of being surrounded in the blink of an eye.

The Flying Leg, which is theoretically superior to the Shunpo, was completely crushed by Yoruichi at this moment!

That's a level that even Iori has to genuinely admire.

Although she hasn't mastered Bankai yet, Yoruichi Shihouin's incredible Shunpo technique alone sets her apart from ordinary vice-captains. Not to mention her trump card, "Shunho," it's clear that she's only one step away from becoming a captain.

"Impressive! I'd heard there was a female Shinigami whose Shunpo speed surpassed Hiren's Kick. So it was you?!"

Her cloak billowed, a white afterimage flashed past her eyes, and just as Yoruichi was about to dodge, a figure darted in, wielding a longsword as beautiful as flowing light to block the white shadow—

Clang! ! !

The two-handed knight-style spirit light sword clashed with the Ama-no-Murakumo sword, and the two spiritual pressures clashed fiercely, turning into brilliant sparks that flashed across the man's cold eyes.

"...So that's how it is!"

Iori suddenly exerted his strength, his extraordinary monstrous power amplifying the steel sword as if turning it into a heavy hammer. The Quincy, who was much taller, was powerless to resist and was sent flying dozens of meters away.

As Helein plunged into the sea, creating waves several meters high, his resolute face wavered as he used his sword to prop himself up from the water: "What's with this unreasonable brute force... Is it a Zanpakuto based purely on physics?"

This is different from the intelligence he received!

Iori watched him from the beach, completely oblivious to the fact that the two of them were surrounded by Quincy, her eyes slightly narrowed.

“I understand... You are his godfather. Although I don’t know his name, your eyes look very similar.”

That scarred Quincy… I never expected to encounter someone involved. War is truly cruel.

Chapter 189: Until this body is exhausted! (4K)

Scar Eyes left a very deep impression on Iori. As a pure-blooded Quincy, he already had excellent basic abilities. After activating his "Final Form," he even surpassed his limits for a short period of time and fired an arrow capable of killing a captain-level enemy!

If it weren't Iori, but an ordinary captain, Scarface would likely have taken down the opponent in a one-for-one trade.

Thinking of this, Iori's gaze fell on the middle-aged man's hand, and her eyes immediately narrowed:

Soul-scattering gloves!

As expected, they are of the same lineage, both having completed the final stage of cultivation...

Unfortunately, this powerful move was useless against Iori.

At the same time, Iori finally understood why he had subconsciously become nervous when the middle-aged man appeared:

He thought it was the opponent's strength that had alerted him, but that was just an illusion. In reality, it was Helein's aura that reminded Iori of Scarface, or rather, of his final arrow...

The body's reaction was not fear, but rather an emotion akin to admiration and praise.

Of course, you shouldn't think so much during a battle.

Iori tightened her grip, lifted her leg and walked towards the middle-aged man. The Quincy around her immediately drew their bows and conjured arrows.

"please."

"Leave it to me!"

Yoruichi knelt on the ground in a low, sideways stance, observing her surroundings as she slowly drew her Zanpakuto from her lower back—a short blade resembling a kodachi.

As a direct descendant of the Shihouin family and the leader of the current execution squad, her act of drawing her sword not only signifies her all-out battle but also the beginning of "execution"!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

One after another, dark figures emerged from the thick darkness of the night. Nearly a hundred executioners, who had not revealed any trace of their presence before, landed on the beach and surrounded the dozen or so Quincy!

"There's an ambush!"

"Is it a ninja?"

"Where were all these people hiding before?!"

Although the pure-blooded Quincy families all came across the sea with Yhwach, they have been living here for hundreds of years. Only a portion of them have maintained the purity of their bloodline and culture, while many others have integrated into the local community.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Quincy army, several mixed-blood Quincy blurted out the word "ninja," while the others showed signs of vigilance.

In the traditional understanding of this country, ninjas are not good at direct combat, but they are extremely good at assassination. They must be especially careful of things like hidden weapons and poisons on the battlefield.

However, they were still wrong. While the Executioners were skilled in stealth and agile, they were still quite different from ninjas:

Ninjas are loyal to their commissions, and their loyalty is solely to Shihouin!

To carry out the orders of their leader and kill the target his blade was pointing at, they were willing to pay any price, even their own lives!

Unity, tacit understanding, and coldness—like a precise machine, they are more like a swarm of bees than ninjas!

"Stay away from us."

Iori gave Yoruichi a final word of advice, then ignored the Quincy and Executioners on either side and strode towards the sea.

"stop--"

Just as a Quincy was about to make a move, his whole body suddenly froze, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

His reaction was not an isolated case. Everyone on the beach felt a deep-seated fear at the same moment, as if they were being stared at by a tiger with a long knife in its jaws. The slightest movement of their fingertips would trigger a tangible aura that would kill them!

As Iori exerted force with her feet, it was like a sharp sword cleaving through the sea. The pressure permeating the space was swept away like drifting clouds. The chaotic wind pressure tore through the sea, cutting out arcs that spread rapidly, like constantly rotating scales—

Only then did they realize that it was not a tiger, but a blue dragon that could rise from the mist and hide in the abyss!

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The middle-aged Quincy fired a series of arrows that broke the sound barrier, but they passed by Iori like phantoms—the young Shinigami simply turned his body slightly and dodged all the attacks in the blink of an eye.

Roar!

It was just a simple swing of the sword, and the speed was clearly faster than sound, but everyone still heard the howl of some strange beast.

An invisible sword pressure extended along the blade, cutting through the sea surface while gathering a large amount of water vapor, which transformed into a winding blue figure that crashed into the middle-aged Quincy Helein!

boom! ! !

The lightsaber unfolded into a large cross-shaped shield, and the middle-aged man's muscles bulged as he struggled to resist the powerful impact.

"This ridiculously high mass is actually 'water'?!"

The spiritual energy staircase beneath his feet couldn't withstand the pressure and was quickly crushed into fragments, and Helein's body was also thrown into the sea.

"Well!"

heavy!

Although it sounds strange, you can feel this unusually heavy "water pressure" even in the sea.

It wasn't like the gentle liquid you usually come into contact with; it was like flowing metal, ravaging your body from all sides!

He could feel the opponent's powerful spiritual pressure from just this one move... but he absolutely could not give up!

"Ahhhh!"

Blue spiritual runes extended from her exposed skin. Herain suddenly unleashed a powerful surge of spiritual pressure, converting it all into physical strength. She withdrew her large shield to face the immense water pressure, then forcefully swung her spiritual weapon, which had transformed back into a lightsaber—

hum!

Under the moonlight, a narrow white streak appeared on the almost black deep blue sea surface and quickly extended, finally breaking through the surface and shooting out a sharp sword pressure.

"grim Reaper!"

Amidst the towering waves, Herlein's figure emerged from the water curtain, falling from mid-air like a shooting star towards Iori.

Binding Spell #63: Thunder Roar Cannon!

A burst of flame, crackling with dazzling lightning, rose straight up from the sea and collided head-on with Herain—

Bang!

This Quincy, fully activating his [Blood Armor], actually broke through the Kido's power head-on, raising his greatsword and bringing it down on Iori—

"Eight!"

Iori switched to wielding the sword with both hands, and powerful spiritual pressure was pumped into the blade. The divine sword, which reflected the moonlight, trembled like an engine, and the surging water mist distorted the light and shadow on the blade, making it look as if it were in the clouds.

Engraving activated!

A chaotic pattern resembling flames or wings appeared on Iori's shoulders, and the white light and shadow could be seen even through her shihaka.

"Die, Death!"

"Baqi Furious Wave!"

Clang——

As the two weapons clashed, one above the other, the sword strike that was expected to injure or knock back Iori was actually caught steadily, causing Helein to widen his eyes in surprise.

However, the stalemate lasted only a moment. The blade of the Ama-no-Murakumo sword cut into the Spirit Greatsword, and then the spiritual pressure was released from Iori, instantly smoothing out the waves within a hundred meters.

The towering water columns exploded in all directions, and Helein felt as if a mountain rose up from beneath him. The force, like a natural disaster, shattered the Spirit Greatsword completely. Amidst the ear-piercing sound of bones breaking, the water mist condensed into a dragon that sent him flying far away like a ball!

"Phew... the band leader's arrangement is indeed very reasonable."

Iori glanced at the Ama no Kusanagi in her hand: "As long as I'm guarding the beach, no one will be able to cross the blockade."

In this environment, the divine power inherent in the Ama no Kusanagi reaches its peak. Iori only needs to infuse a little spiritual pressure to guide out tremendous power. If she uses a sword technique like "Yamata no Raging Waves," the power is even more astonishing, and even a pure-blooded Quincy who has activated their Blood Armor will be crushed.

"Ugh! Damn it..."

Helein finally landed awkwardly on the beach, creating a large crater. He struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his hands as he knelt down, looking at Iori in the sea with resentment.

"Has the gap really become this large?"

He knew his godson had lost to Iori, but he was stronger than Scarface. With his Bloodlust Gear fully activated, his stats were definitely at the captain level, so he should have been able to put up a fight. However, he was defeated without any suspense.

Iori looked at him as well, her eyes devoid of joy or sorrow:

Helein is indeed quite strong, but compared to when he fought Scarface, Iori has already taken another step forward... It can only be said that this pureblood Quincy was unlucky and encountered someone who cannot be judged by common sense.

With his jaw clenched, Helein raised his left hand and reached for the Spirit Gloves—