"Limbo: Border Jail!"
As Nanaya spoke, his spiritual pressure surged, releasing faint waves through the air.
Without anyone noticing, a strange change took place beneath his feet.
His shadow split apart silently, forming four dark silhouettes—each one a version of Nanaya, slightly fainter in color and completely invisible to the crowd.
They couldn't be seen.They couldn't be touched.It was as if they existed in another world.
Something similar to the Hollow that resided within Nanaya.
Gradually, the four shadow clones took shape. Each held a war fan like the Uchiha, and with a light step, they rushed forward at incredible speed toward Baraggan.
Baraggan's entire body was cloaked in black mist, thick and ominous. His massive double-bladed axe—dark as death—swung downward like a guillotine.
But before it could connect—
"Bang!"
An invisible force slammed into him.
Baraggan was knocked backward mid-swing.
Before he could even hit the ground, another invisible strike launched him skyward.
Then again—before he could gain control of himself, another blow hit from a different direction.
He was bounced through the air like a ball, slammed back and forth by Nanaya's Limbo clones.
The Shinigami stood frozen, eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
"Are you kidding me…?" Omaeda muttered, rubbing his eyes."That guy tanked Sui-Feng's Bankai like it was nothing…"
Madarame Ikkaku swallowed hard.Turning to Yumichika, he said with a dry voice, "Yumichika, do you feel like even Captain Zaraki would get crushed?"
Yumichika's eyelid twitched."Honestly… yeah. I don't think Captain Zaraki would want to fight Nanaya now."
Baraggan—the former King of Hueco Mundo, the Segunda Espada—had taken a direct Bankai hit and survived…
But now he was being batted around like a toy.
If this kept up, the other captains wouldn't be warriors. They'd just be different shaped balls.
No wonder Captain Zaraki might sit this one out.
The Shinigami were stunned—but secretly excited.
Meanwhile, on the Arrancar and Menos Grande side, there was nothing but terror.
Their former king was being smacked around like a soccer ball.
This wasn't a fight anymore. This was a joke.
How were they supposed to stand against that?
After a few seconds of jaw-dropping silence, someone finally spoke.
"Hey! Human brat!" Hitsugaya Tōshirō called out from across the battlefield."Can you please help me first!?"
Compared to Sui-Feng, Shunsui, and Ukitake, his situation was the most dangerous.
He was up against both Grimmjow's relentless speed and the raw power of the Chaos Beast God.
His Bankai was on its last breath.
The once-beautiful red ice lotus petals that marked his ultimate attack—Ice Sky Hundred Flowers Burial—were almost all gone.
Only one petal remained.
Nanaya looked over, unimpressed.
"Tōshirō, you little runt... is that all you've got? Seriously?"
His tone was full of pity.
Hitsugaya almost coughed up blood in frustration.
'Let me be the worst off here, fine! But don't say it out loud!'
First, Grimmjow had shredded him with Panther King's Claw.
Then, just as he released his ultimate move, the Fire-Extinguishing Prince let out a roar that shattered it.
And if that wasn't enough, the Beast God had jumped in to keep beating him down.
"Stop mocking me! These two are insanely strong, okay!? Aside from you, none of the other captains could handle this!"
"And I'm older than I look, damn it!" he added in frustration.
Nanaya shook his head in mock sympathy.
Then his eyes moved toward Rukia Kuchiki.
"Rukia-chan, be a dear and go show this kid what a real ice-type Zanpakutō looks like."
Soul Society always claimed that Hitsugaya's Hyorinmaru was the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō—one that could even control the weather.
But Nanaya had never been impressed.
On the other hand, Rukia's Sode no Shirayuki, especially its Bankai form Hakka no Togame, could freeze all matter—even time itself. That was truly terrifying.
"I understand," Rukia replied confidently.
She stepped forward without hesitation, walking toward Hitsugaya.
Deep down, she was eager.
Eager to prove herself.
Eager to test the full power of her Bankai, Hakka no Togame.
"Who's stronger than my Daiguren Hyōrinmaru...?"
Hitsugaya Tōshirō froze in disbelief.
"Wait… Rukia Kuchiki!?"
He was completely stunned.
Of course, he knew Rukia's Zanpakutō—Sode no Shirayuki—said to be the most beautiful in all of Soul Society, with graceful ice and snow abilities.
But compared to his own Hyōrinmaru, which could manipulate weather and freeze entire skies, hers was… simple.
Or so he thought.
Suddenly, a realization struck him, and his eyes widened in shock.
"Don't tell me… she's achieved… Bankai!?"
As if to confirm his suspicion, Rukia calmly stepped forward and slowly drew her sword.
"Bankai."
"Hakka no Togame."(White Haze Punishment)
A piercing cold swept across the battlefield.
The air itself froze—frost glittering in the sunlight. A divine, icy presence filled the space, and everything around her began to crystallize.
Buildings, street signs, even the ground—frozen solid in an instant.
The Shinigami watching all inhaled sharply.
"That's really… a Bankai!?"
"Isn't Rukia barely 200 years old…?"
"This cold… it feels even harsher than Captain Hitsugaya's. I'm shivering just standing here."
"And not just the cold—look at her clothes, her whole appearance changed…"
Hitsugaya stood frozen—mentally, this time.
But even as shock took over, his body continued fighting. He swung his Zanpakutō, calling out:
"Thousand-Year Ice Prison!"
A massive ice pillar erupted from the ground, towering into the sky and slamming shut around the Chaos Beast God.
For a moment, everything was still.
But then—
Crack… crack… CRASH!
The Beast God flexed, and the ice pillar split apart—webs of cracks spreading like lightning—until it finally shattered into a storm of frozen shards.
Before Hitsugaya could react, Rukia's icy voice rang out behind him:
"Captain Hitsugaya, step aside."
At her words, the air above and below began to shift.
From the sky, countless specks of frost formed into a massive circular glyph glowing blue. From the ground, a mirrored pattern responded in kind.
The moment sky and earth connected—
BOOM—An eruption of pure, freezing energy surged outward in a flash of pale blue.
Even holding Hyōrinmaru, Hitsugaya gasped at the overwhelming cold.
He retreated instinctively—knowing full well if he stayed in that blast zone, even he would be frozen solid.
When the freezing light finally faded…
Everything was ice.
The cityscape had transformed into a glittering, crystal world.
Buildings, roads, signs—everything glistened as if carved from translucent diamonds.
And standing in the center, completely motionless, was the Beast God.
Frozen. Silent. A towering, majestic ice sculpture that had once roared and rampaged.
Rukia raised her sword, ready to shatter the enemy into pieces.
But before she could strike—
"Wait."
Tier Harribel appeared, moving swiftly to Rukia's side and raising a hand.
She turned to her three Fracción:
"Apache. Mila Rose. Sung-Sun. That's enough. Stand down. We're not fighting the Shinigami anymore."
The three Arrancar girls blinked in surprise, then quickly ran over.
"Wait—what!?""You're actually friends with the Shinigami now!?""You… you even look prettier when you're blushing…""Why is your neck so red? Did they threaten you or something?!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A few swift punches to the head shut them up.
Harribel quickly pulled her collar up to hide her flushed neck and muttered,
"I have a good relationship with Nanaya, alright? No need to keep fighting. He's… strong."
The word "strong" hung in the air with some… emotional weight.
Nearby, Rukia gritted her teeth and glared at Nanaya, who stood smirking in the distance.
'Tch… that womanizer.'
Nanaya gave an awkward cough and looked away.
The other Shinigami stared, speechless.
They were over here risking their lives in battle, while those two were casually flirting?
Unbelievable.
Still… they couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
If the tension had eased enough for that kind of banter, maybe—just maybe—the battle was swinging in their favor.
"HEY!! Don't ignore me!!"
Grimmjow's furious voice tore through the air.
While everyone was distracted, the blue-haired Panther King had gone unnoticed—and he wasn't happy about it.
He lunged forward with his razor-sharp claws glowing with deadly energy.
Hitsugaya flinched, still recovering.
But before Grimmjow could reach him—
"Absolute Zero."
Rukia stepped between them.
As she spoke, the temperature around her plummeted.
The air grew thick with frost. The ground iced over. Everything slowed.
But the coldest part… was Rukia herself.
Her body, wrapped in divine frost, became the very embodiment of perfect stillness.
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