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

However, what's strange is that every time Iori is injured, she recovers in a very short time, and her spiritual pressure returns to its peak... If it were an ordinary Shinigami, she would have been seriously injured at least three times in the battle just now and would have lost her ability to move long ago, but look at Iori now...

The Holy Son possesses the orthodox lineage of the Quincy and has extensive knowledge and vision, but his database contains no knowledge that can explain this phenomenon.

The difference in strength between the two sides was obvious. This was the first time Iori had encountered an opponent who was completely superior to him since returning from Type-Moon. Fortunately, he had the power of "Soul Materialization," which was an unknown area in the Bleach system, and he barely managed to withstand the enemy's offensive.

“It doesn’t seem to be a way to quickly replenish spiritual pressure,” the Holy Son pondered. “The Grim Reaper doesn’t have this ability, and the surrounding spiritual particles are not under forced subordination.”

While there are similar abilities like immortality and infinite spiritual pressure in Bleach, most of them are based on "manipulation of spiritual particles," such as the Quincy's spiritual particle cluster, which, when pushed to its limit, can forcibly absorb spiritual particles into the body.

In theory, if one has strong enough control over spiritual particles, one can use these particles to repair the body or quickly replenish spiritual pressure—of course, this is just theory.

However, the characteristics exhibited by Iori are quite different from those of the Spirit Particle Cluster, and she doesn't even interfere much with the external Spirit Particles...

"It's almost like time flowing backward... no, not distorting spacetime, but retracing a single event... a fixed, conceptual ability?"

The Holy Son's eyes lit up, a sense of excitement like that of someone seeing a prey: "If that's really the case, then it would be an invasion of the divine realm, a power of complete transcendence!"

"—!"

Iori's pupils contracted slightly, her heart surging with waves of emotion, but she quickly calmed down.

He used the sword techniques of Ama no Kusanagi to impersonate Bankai, and used the infinite endurance provided by materialization to indirectly bypass the spiritual pressure limit... This method can at most deceive people who are not much different from Iori. If he were to fight a real master, he might be seen through, which is not surprising.

Let alone old man Yamamoto and Hana-nee, even Shunsui might not be able to intimidate them, so Iori always avoids going all out in front of these people.

—Unless I have my older sister's [Mirror Flower Water Moon] to help me.

If Iori and Yuuki team up, even Yamamoto wouldn't be able to tell that this is a fake Bankai.

The Holy Son's strength is naturally not comparable to that of the strongest Shinigami, but it is estimated to be above the first Kenpachi... Iori couldn't grasp any chance of victory at all, and this huge gap was something he was experiencing for the first time.

It's perfectly normal to be alerted to problems when fighting someone like that in close combat.

Although she thought this in her heart, Iori said with a serious expression, "It's a pity that my Zanpakuto is not a special type, but a very common Kido type... I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, this is just my Bankai ability."

With a calm and fearless expression, he said loudly, "After Bankaiing, [Mirror of Still Water] will grant the holder's body the property of 'water flow'."

Just as slapping the surface of water only creates waves but doesn't damage it... the force applied to me is dispersed by layers of water flow, and my vital organs can be temporarily liquefied to avoid damage.

Don't call me cunning... only a Zanpakuto like this could deal with a terrifying enemy like you!

"Kido-kei, Ryusui... Oh well, let's just say it's like that for now."

The Holy Son clearly didn't believe it, but after glancing at where Yoruichi was hiding, he understood and stopped asking questions.

There's no need to question someone who's obviously going to keep lying, is there?

Iori's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't rush to act. Instead, she said in a deep voice, "May I ask what exactly happened here? How are the captains?"

"Sa, who knows."

The young Quincy, clad in a deep red cloak, pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid I won't escape unscathed."

"...It seems the situation is dire." Iori's eyes turned cold.

He thought of his older sister... Although he was very confident in Yuuki's strength, the guy in front of him was obviously connected to Yhwach in some way, and he couldn't be judged by common sense.

"Give me your name! We've been fighting for so long and you haven't even said your name. That's incredibly rude of you."

“Kurozochi D. Mud,” the Holy Son smiled slightly, “just call me [D].

“D…” Iori pondered over this letter.

Among the Quincy, there is a special group called the Sternritter, who are elites personally selected by Yhwach. Most of them are captain-level and, under Yhwach's guidance, they awaken a power called "Spiritual Script," which is no less powerful than the Bankai of Shinigami.

The members of this knightly order used their respective holy symbols, namely letters like ABCD, as their code names. The Holy Son referred to himself as "D," which aroused Iori's suspicion...

However, since Yhwach's defeat and death eight hundred years ago, the Sternritter suffered heavy losses, and the survivors should have protected the "King" in his suspended state and retreated into the Unknown Empire. There has never been any news of any remnants remaining in the present world.

However, if it is a new person born in these eight hundred years, without Yhwachs' guidance, they will not be able to awaken the sacred script.

Furthermore, the Holy Son looks remarkably like a young Yhwach, both in appearance and abilities. What could be the reason for this...?

In any case, the most important issue now is how to defeat or get rid of this guy!

Iori was confident in his own strength, but it was still too early for him to fight against "Yoha," even if it was a younger version.

According to the original story, the middle-aged man Yhwach from 800 years ago was as strong as Yamamoto in Bankai, or even stronger, but he was defeated by being betrayed by both the monk and the sukiyaru.

Even Yhwach in his youth was probably second only to Yamamoto in strength...

"Ok?"

A beautiful hell butterfly flew into the battlefield that had just been ravaged by the Crimson Lotus and landed on Iori's shoulder. The message it conveyed made Iori's eyes widen.

Young Yhwach watched this scene without intervening, because one of the badges on his cloak also lit up—someone had sent him a message as well.

After receiving the message, both of them remained silent for a moment, but their expressions differed: one showed regret, and the other was bewildered.

D, as the Holy Son, received a message requesting assistance.

The Quincy had previously used the characteristic that the "Final Form" would forcibly belong to the surrounding spiritual particles to specially train a group of determined hybrid elites. During the great battle, they collectively activated their "Final Form," almost draining the free spiritual particles on the battlefield, thereby destroying the Shinigami's Kido barrier.

At this moment, D, who had been accumulating power for many days, released the "Concentrated Spirit Flame," which was the pillar of light that shot straight into the sky. It directly shattered the Shinigami army formation, whose Zanpakuto and Kido abilities had been weakened, causing a large number of casualties!

They had hoped to turn the tide of the battle directly, but Shunsui led his Eighth Division and the General Reserve Team in time, like a powerful magnet, attracting the scattered soldiers of the Shinigami side while stirring up the entire battlefield.

The result was that the Quincy, eager to pursue the fleeing Grim Reapers, found themselves in crisis due to their dispersed forces.

Now Unohana has found three injured captains, and Shunsui is about to complete his sweep... It seems that the Quincy have ultimately failed to reverse this huge gap in strength.

At this moment, the elders of the pure-blooded families hoped that the Holy Son could lead the elite clansmen to break through the encirclement, and that they would burn their souls to cover the rear.

In contrast, Shunsui also received intelligence that "Iori & Yoruichi's squad encountered the Holy Son," so he issued an order that, from the commander's perspective, was perfectly reasonable:

Hold off the enemy as long as possible, and gather the captains to surround and kill the Holy Son!

In Shunsui's view, the Holy Son, who possesses the power of "Young Yuha," poses a greater threat to Soul Society than a thousand Quincy!

Even if it takes more effort later, we must completely kill the Holy Son, rather than let others go!

However, this order is somewhat unreasonable for the person carrying it out.

call!

Yoruichi Shihouin appeared beside Iori, and then a series of dark figures emerged. The scattered Executioners also appeared out of nowhere, forming a formation that surrounded the Holy Son.

"let me help you!"

Yoruichi nodded to Iori, and a large amount of demonic power began to gather on her shoulders.

Since the military order has been received, whether one is a future disciple of the Captain-Commander or the successor of the Shihōin, one must risk one's life. This is the ironclad rule established by Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni!

"...I feel at ease with you here."

Iori smiled slightly, then calmly stood up.

drop!

A familiar notification sound rang in his mind, and the incoming information made his lips twitch:

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Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Two figures, beyond the limits of the naked eye, flashed continuously on the ground and in mid-air. Each clash stirred up intense spiritual pressure fluctuations, shattering rocks, cutting through the ground, and shaking the atmosphere.

The young Quincy who calls himself "D" wields his black sword in an unremarkable manner. He does not use any special abilities, but the high-density spiritual pressure attached to it can bring destructive power comparable to Bankai. Iori can only barely resist it by amplifying the power of Ama no Murakumo using a method similar to Magic Release.

Normally, such a high-intensity output would quickly deplete spiritual pressure, but Iori, who has completed the "materialization of soul," is an exception.

As long as Iori isn't completely defeated by a single attack, she can keep fighting back and forcibly maintain her disadvantageous position!

Of course, he also knew in his heart that this delicate balance would not last long. He had only "held on" against D's offensive, but he had not really dragged the other party down here.

What happens next is not up to Iori; it depends entirely on D's battle plan: whether to defeat Iori as soon as possible or to try to escape and support his people.

Iori hadn't experienced this feeling of being completely out of control for a long time, and as the battle intensified, her mindset gradually changed.

"Rain of Light!"

D waved his cloak, and blue particles resembling a starry sea appeared in the atmosphere around him, which then quickly condensed into arrows of spirit particles that pierced through the atmosphere with a buzzing sound.

laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!

The executioners who attempted to besiege the Holy Son were pierced by the spiritual arrows and emerged from the darkness, falling to the ground like insects being annihilated.

In that instant, two figures attacked the young Quincy from the left and right—

Clang!

boom!

The Kusanagi sword clashed with the black blade, and D caught the fist wrapped in iron cloth.

The cloth wrapped around Yoruichi's fists is made of a special material that can withstand the cutting of sharp blades while also possessing a technique that can penetrate spiritual pressure defenses, allowing Yoruichi's energy to directly affect the enemy's body—this is also one of the inspirations for "Shunko".

If one were hit head-on, even if the blow was blocked, it should leave blunt force injuries on the enemy. However, no marks were visible on the Saint's hands, which made Yoruichi's expression even more serious.

"Two against one?" D clearly didn't consider Xing Jun a match; he only had eyes for Iori and Yoruichi.

Even Yoruichi was secondary; only Iori could barely be his opponent.

"Don't waste time talking nonsense on the battlefield!"

Yoruichi didn't retract her fist. Instead, she stepped forward and turned around, her muscular thighs sweeping around like a warhammer, striking the Holy Son's head with a "reverse kasaya" trajectory.

At the same time, Iori's left gauntlet emitted intense lightning, like a giant python biting into the Quincy along the sword's blade—

Hakata: Tsurugi!

"Humph!"

With a cold laugh, a beautiful blue aura rose from the Holy Son's body, followed by an overwhelming burst of power. The lightning binding him was instantly dispelled, and Yoruichi and Iori were also pushed far away.

"careful!"

A glint flashed in Yoruichi's eyes, and the power of the Kido accelerated, increasing the Shunpo's power to the maximum. Even the specially tailored Shinigami uniform could not support it, and even the back was torn apart by the surging spiritual pressure, revealing a back with a healthy skin tone and muscle lines.

"He's attacking!"

Even without Yoruichi's reminder, the immense pressure swept over the two of them like a fierce wind.

Yoruichi was the first to be hit. She was locked on and only had time to cross her arms in front of her before she was sent flying by what was either a fist or a slash. At the same time, Iori seized the opportunity to swing his longsword at the Holy Child from a blind spot on the side.

Clang!

D raised his hand, using the back of his hand covered in blue patterns to block the Kusanagi sword, leaving a shallow bloodstain as the blade grazed past.

With a "whoosh," the Quincy's palm was covered in blue flames—

Bang!

The compressed spiritual flames exploded like a bomb, and Iori, who was right next to it, had no way to dodge and was swallowed up directly. But instead of retreating and dodging, he exerted his strength a second time and pressed down hard on D.

"Baqi Furious Wave!"

A dazzling burst of lightning erupted from the divine sword once more, this time a destructive light that disregarded its load, surpassed its limits, and maximized its spiritual pressure. Even the young Yhwach couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

boom! ! !

The pale lightning, solidified into a tangible form, shot into the sky like a sharp blade piercing the heavens, illuminating half of the city.

Amidst the blinding lightning, a dark figure flew out—it was D, his body crackling with electricity and his form slightly disheveled.

A meteor emitting a bright white light quickly caught up and crashed into him fiercely!

Bang!