Looking at that hideous demon-like face and watching his spirit arrows disintegrate on impact, Lille's heart plummeted.
This was unprecedented. Since His Majesty had bestowed the Schrift { X } upon him, his invincible Heilig Pfeil had pierced through every enemy he'd encountered.
But reality proved harsh. His belief in invincibility shattered before an opponent even more formidable.
Just whose subordinate was this Hashirama Senju?!
Sensing the terrifying presence that seemed to overturn heaven and earth, Lille acted swiftly. He activated his Hirenkyaku to create distance while firing two Heilig Pfeil.
If one shot wouldn't pierce through, he'd fire ten — or a hundred — until his target lay dead.
Though not the brightest, Lille now understood that Hashirama had betrayed the empire and His Majesty, with Askin as his accomplice.
Perhaps Gerard's death was connected to him as well!
His gaze turned fierce at the thought. Raising his gun, he unleashed brilliant light from its muzzle. Everything before him instantly vaporized into gas.
Yet even this devastating attack merely left a white mark on the enemy's muscular chest.
Damn it, what kind of monster is this?!
Lille hesitated no longer and released all his Reiatsu.
⤫ Vollständig: Jilliel ⥤ Complete Holy Form: Judgement of God! ⤬
A brilliant pillar of light pierced the sky, raising a magnificent annihilation cross at its zenith. Crushing pressure bore down, making the earth groan beneath its weight.
Cracks spread rapidly, revealing depths of darkness that danced with golden radiance — an otherworldly fusion of the divine and eeriness.
Crack!
The light pillar shattered. Four pairs of golden wings spread forth, hollows appearing within them, emanating a sharp aura like countless gun barrels trained on the enemy.
Like a deity emerging, Lille stepped from the light pillar in his chrysalis form, his cold gaze fixed ahead.
As the first Quincy granted a Schrift by Yhwach, his power far exceeded ordinary Quincy abilities. Even his Vollständig possessed two additional forms beyond regular Knights.
Respecting his enemy's strength, he bypassed the dual-wing form and advanced directly to the complete stage.
"Divine Judgement!"
{T/N: He's just shouting while shooting, no specific technique.}
Akira observed with curiosity as Lille transformed into a bird-man, his Reiatsu now vastly stronger.
Even without additional power from Yhwach, he had reached formidable heights. Unlike Askin, who surrendered instantly, this opponent proved far more powerful.
Golden light pillars rained down like divine punishment. The ground shuddered as countless explosions reached skyward, thick smoke engulfing the battlefield.
Askin hid at the edge of the area, observing the unfolding battle through binoculars that materialized from nowhere.
"As expected of the Schutzstaffel captain — this form far surpasses Deathdealing. I pray Lord Kisaragi prevails, or I'll be in dire straits!"
Lille's enhanced vision pierced through the thick explosive smoke and crescent moonlight, tracking his target with perfect clarity.
Countless golden light beams locked onto Akira simultaneously, unleashing thunderous destruction from above.
Yet this devastating display brought Lille no comfort.
Despite activating his complete Vollständig form — which vastly enhanced both defense and attack power — an inexplicable dread still gripped his heart.
He felt like prey facing its natural predator, a bone-deep chill penetrating his very core!
After the barrage subsided, Lille steadied himself. His cold eyes fixed on the smoke below as his voice boomed across the sky:
"Traitorous rebel, how long will you hide? Do you fear me, Hashirama Senju? Fear His Majesty's supreme creation — a being closest to god!"
His deafening words rippled outward in visible waves.
A muffled sound answered from within the smoke.
The roaring ceased. Bewilderment crossed Lille's face, his eyes widening in disbelief.
Through the dissipating dust, a figure descended with bent knees. Muscles and bones shifted with sharp sounds like snapping violin strings. Reiatsu gleamed across taut muscles as the body coiled like a drawn bow.
As the smoke cleared, fierce eyes emerged, followed by a predatory smile.
Boom!
Space itself shattered as the demon burst forth!
Seeing that savage grin materialize before him, Lille's pupils constricted. Despite his confidence, raw terror gripped his heart at the sight of such a fearsome opponent.
"Useless! This divine body renders me immune to physical damage!" He bellowed at the demon, his thunderous roar betraying his attempt to bolster his own courage.
Akira's right hand clenched, drawing explosive wind to his fingertips as his straining muscles ground against each other.
His lips curved upward, mimicking his adopted son's expression, "Don't posture. It only reveals your weakness."
Thunder crashed as intense heat erupted.
Through countless battles across the Soul Society, Akira had learned one vital truth.
Rule-based abilities might be formidable, transcendent skills might grant advantages, and mighty techniques might bridge power gaps.
But this held true only when opponents stood on equal ground.
When faced with overwhelming power, such rule-based abilities shattered like delicate porcelain.
His fist, wreathed in scorching wind, descended!
Terror filled Lille's face as his four pairs of wings erupted with infinite light. Countless Heilig Pfeil materialized and shot forth, forming an endless curtain of light across the night sky.
The battlefield transformed into day.
Explosive arcs merged with golden-red heat — like a sword descending from heaven — severing and shattering the light curtain before transforming into a massive light pillar that devoured everything in its path!
When the chaotic dust settled, a badly damaged body hung in the sky.
The chrysalis-like form had a gaping hole in its center, as if mauled by some beast. Behind it, the light wings hung in tatters, reduced to mere strips of torn skin.
Lille's face contorted as he let out a hysterical roar, "Useless, useless! Mere traitor, don't think you can kill a messenger of god!"
Points of light danced like willow catkins, gathering on his broken body and repairing it at visible speed.
Though he lacked Gerard's monstrous revival ability, as Captain of the Schutzstaffel — bestowed with great power by Yhwach — how could he die so easily?!
Amidst the dazzling light, Lille entered his Second Form.
A colossal monster emerged within the golden radiance: a long-necked bird head, four legs, Hollow-like form, and eight wings — resembling a legendary angel.
But this wasn't the end. Lille descended into ultimate madness, raising his bird head as the halo above emitted brilliant light:
"Witness the wrath of god!"
⤫ Sklaverei ⥤ Holy Slave! ⤬
Despite being in Hueco Mundo, where Hollow-infused Reishi filled the air, he resolutely activated this ability.
"Going all out, is he?" Askin watched with amusement, cheerfully observing the battlefield changes through binoculars.
Reishi from the atmosphere continuously gathered around the monstrous body, spawning deformed parts — tentacles, eyeballs, and limbs.
"I am immortal, I am invincible!" Lille's voice crackled with electricity, "Sinful traitor, prepare to meet your death!"
His deformed arm rose high, light wings wrapped in proliferating flesh glowing eerily as a Cero-like orb of light condensed within its hollow.
⤫ Sabaki no Kōmyō ⥤ Ray of Judgement! ⤬
Divine punishment descended — countless piercing beams of light crashed down, annihilating everything below.
Just when Lille thought Akira had perished, that nightmarish figure advanced through the light beams, step by step.
Attacks that could instantly obliterate matter barely scratched his thick skin. Even when multiple beams struck the same spot, leaving slight white marks, they healed within seconds.
How could anyone stop a berserker with high defense, massive health, and the power of Shunpo?
Akira looked up at the monstrous Lille, a smile curling his lips. A bone mask spread across his face, consuming his features like Venom's transformation.
Then, in an instant, one blow!
⤫ Genshiki-ryū: Kūkyo Kantsū ⥤ Origin Style: Hollow Piercer! ⤬
The next moment, a violent hurricane erupted from the ground as the earth split open, golden-red magma bursting from its crust. Through the unbearable heat, his bone-fist struck directly at Lille's body.
BOOM!!
A massive mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky — the battle's most brilliant display — as materialized Reishi drifted down like snow...
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In the depths of the First Tower, deep within the black shadows, countless golden particles materialized from thin air, flowing into the dark throne as if drawn by an unseen force. With trembling bursts, a pair of crimson eyes slowly opened.
His power had grown stronger since his last awakening. Though it wasn't time yet, he had nearly regained his full strength.
Yet Yhwach's face twisted with violence and anger — like a volcano ready to erupt.
Another one dead, Lille Barro... The Schutzstaffel had lost two of its three members.
Whoever the enemy was this time, they would pay dearly!
In the black shadows, a deep voice rang out:
"Haschwalth, come to me..."
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"Lord Aizen, are you sure eating this will make me stronger?" Grimmjow eyed the viscous white liquid in the measuring cup with disgust.
He had been summoned to the laboratory moments ago and immediately handed a measuring cup filled with something that inspired unsavory thoughts.
Despite Mayuri's insistence that it was beneficial, Grimmjow — having been tricked before — placed his trust in Aizen instead. Unlike the other twisted individuals, Aizen had become a symbol of reliability among the Hollows.
"Rest assured." Aizen said with a slight nod, "These are fragments of Lille Barro's remaining power, refined through multiple experiments. With luck, it might help you evolve to Vasto Lorde level."
Hearing this, Grimmjow didn't hesitate. He downed it in one gulp.
As soon as the cup emptied, his expression changed. His hands clutched his throat, mouth gaping as he struggled to breathe.
A silent roar escaped him as his features contorted in excruciating pain.
The next moment, terrifying Reiatsu erupted. Protective barriers descended from the ceiling and walls, absorbing the impact that could have destroyed the entire laboratory.
White viscous liquid poured from Grimmjow's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. As if reversing the Arrancar process, a stark white panther mask materialized on his face.
Two rows of sharp teeth clicked together with bone-chilling grinding sounds. His sky-blue pupils turned blood-red as he regressed to a state of pure instinct, devoid of rationality.
Feeling the Reiatsu readings within the barrier, Kisuke was taken aback.
The readings were extreme. By Reiatsu standards alone, Grimmjow had reached the level of a Vasto Lorde Arrancar. He needed just one more evolutionary leap to complete his transformation.
Aizen monitored the fluctuating readings on the screen while observing Grimmjow's condition. Despite his frenzy, Grimmjow maintained his sanity.
Drawing on experience from countless beatings by a certain someone, he had learned to control his emotions well.
As minutes passed, Grimmjow's eyes grew increasingly blood-red and his Reiatsu more violent, creating a crushing atmosphere within the barrier.
Aizen withdrew a purple-black gem and pressed it against the barrier. Light erupted, and like a tidal wave, the powerful Reiatsu engulfed Grimmjow completely.
Several minutes later, the laboratory fell silent.
As the brilliant light faded, the new Vasto Lorde lay unconscious on the ground, overwhelmed by the surge of power.
Mayuri examined his body data thoroughly before concluding:
"Grimmjow's evolution was successful. He is now a qualified Vasto Lorde."
Aizen nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his eyes.
While Mayuri dragged Grimmjow away, Kisuke, who had been observing silently, spoke up:
"Lord Aizen, if the risk is too high, I advise against trying it. If something were to happen to you, there's no telling what foolish things the Captain might do..."
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