"ABU! ABU! ABU…"
The four shadow clones from Wheel Grave: Side Prison lunged forward.
Back on the rooftop, among the rubble, Nanaya's lips curled into a faint smirk.
Then he said calmly:
"Susanoo—Complete Form."
In an instant, five Susanoos rose from the ground—each one unique in color and design, shaped by different types of Sharingan.
A red Susanoo wielding a giant fist blade.
A green Susanoo holding a spiral sword.
A blue Susanoo with a massive shuriken.
A dual-faced blue Susanoo dual-wielding katanas.
And finally, a purple Susanoo armed with a bow blazing with black Amaterasu flames.
Each Susanoo had its own sacred weapon.
At Nanaya's command, the first four charged toward Aizen Sōsuke.
"Ten-Fist Sword!""Susanoo Ninety-Nine!""Kamui Shuriken!""Yasakani no Magatama!"
All four divine attacks launched at once. The force of their strike distorted space itself. The ground beneath them split and cracked, unable to withstand the pressure.
Even Aizen's eyes narrowed. His confident expression faded into something far more serious.
He raised his right hand, spiritual energy erupting from his body.
"Bakudō No. 81: Danku!"
Four layers of the high-level defensive Kidō formed in the air, barely intercepting the divine weapons.
Cracks spidered across the invisible barrier—but it held.
Just barely.
Seeing this, Nanaya sighed.
"Man… if only I still had the Nine Tailed Beasts inside me. Then Susanoo's power would've easily broken through."
Still, he didn't seem disappointed—only eager to see what he could do after becoming the Ten Tails' Jinchūriki.
"Amaterasu."
The purple Susanoo loosed its arrow—cloaked in black flames—that struck the weakened barrier.
The invisible wall shattered.
Aizen's expression twisted in fury. The white Hollow-like substance writhing across his body now spread further, starting to engulf him completely.
With a cold glint in his eye, Aizen aimed his hand at the incoming black-flame arrow.
"Hadō #4: Byakurai!"
A blast of white lightning shot forward and clashed with the Amaterasu arrow, generating a huge shockwave.
But that wasn't the real threat.
All eyes turned toward the true menace above them—The fully awakened Ten Tails.
Its massive body trembled with rage as spiritual energy surged into its mouth, forming a dense, swirling orb:
A Tailed Beast Cannon—but not ordinary. This one was glowing purple-red, infused with the spiritual energy of both Shinigami and Hollow.
It was something completely new—something terrifying.
Aizen's face turned grave.
He looked at the monstrous cannon, then down at his own body—now half-covered in white.
Retreat?
He considered it.
But only for a second.
Then, gripping Kyōka Suigetsu, he raised his sword as if he could cut straight through the incoming blast.
Then—
BOOOOM!!!
The moment the purple-red Tailed Beast Cannon touched Aizen's blade, blinding white light erupted. Spiritual pressure exploded in every direction, and the ground trembled as a hurricane of force surged outward.
Buildings crumbled. Walls cracked. Wind pressure alone tore into the ground, digging it out by meters.
Dust filled the air.
It was impossible to see anything.
"That… that attack…"
Jūshirō Ukitake looked pale. "If there were people inside the barrier zone… that blast could've killed tens of thousands."
Shunsui Kyoraku scratched his head, speechless. "That power… it might be more terrifying than the old man himself."
Hitsugaya Tōshirō stared into the dust cloud, tense.
"Is he… dead? That bastard Aizen… that thing hit harder than anything I've ever felt."
If it had been aimed at him, he was sure not even ten Hitsugayas could've blocked it.
And then—
From within the smoke, something shot out like a cannonball.
It was Aizen.
Covered in a white Hollow mask, his body flew through the air, crashing through building after building.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—"
He smashed through dozens of walls before finally skidding to a stop over 200 meters away.
The Shinigami watching all gasped.
Then silence.
Then—murmurs.
"Is that really… Captain Aizen?"
"That human… he's unreal."
"He actually beat Aizen into the ground…"
"I don't care who you are—from now on, I follow Nanaya. That guy's human… but stronger than any Shinigami I've ever seen."
Even the Arrancar were stunned.
"…Was… was Lord Aizen just blown away?" one of them asked, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.
The man who had once ruled Hueco Mundo—the one who crushed the Royal Guard of the Soul King's Palace—had just been blasted like a ragdoll by a single shot.
It was unthinkable.
Aizen finally stopped, his body embedded deep into stone and steel.
He looked down, staring silently at the cracks spreading across his now partly Hollowed body…
Aizen Sōsuke stared into the distance, disbelief written all over his face.Before him stood the monstrous form of the Ten Tails, its ten gigantic tails lashing through the air, blotting out the sky like storm clouds.
"Impossible… I was actually blown away!?"
He hadn't held back in the last clash—he had poured his full spiritual power into that attack, expecting to obliterate the Ten Tails like a withered husk.But instead…
He was the one sent flying.
The beast remained unscathed.
Even as shock gripped him, Nanaya wasn't giving him a moment to recover.
With a flick of his will, the five Susanoo surged forward, attacking Aizen in a frenzied storm of slashes and strikes.
Blades clashed. Energy exploded. The air was torn apart.
Aizen gritted his teeth and fought back, wielding Ryūjin Jakka as flames and steel clashed against ethereal armor.Alone, he battled five full-body Susanoo—each one a titan in its own right.
Roars and thunderous crashes rang out nonstop, echoing across the battlefield.
The battle's scale had already surpassed everything seen in the last great war.
Nearby, stunned Shinigami watched, slack-jawed.
They couldn't believe it.
Those two monsters were still going—fighting harder and faster than before, as if neither had taken any damage at all.
And this time, the destruction was even worse.
Shockwaves from their fight tore open the clouds.The sky itself looked like it was being ripped in half.
Watching the chaos, the younger Shinigami couldn't help but question their own strength.
Could even a captain's Bankai stand against either of them…?
Aizen's expression twisted with rage. His eyes turned colder, sharper—murderous intent poured out of him like a flood.
"Is it fun for you… to hurt me like this?!"
His voice echoed with fury, and the pale white Hollow-like substance continued to spread across his body.It reached his face, forming a smooth mask that left only his glowing eyes visible.
With this form, his Reiatsu skyrocketed—an oppressive wave that made even the strongest Shinigami flinch.
He raised his sword again.
With a burst of speed, Aizen slashed through the Kamui Shuriken, destroying multiple copies that had materialized out of thin air.
"..."
Then he turned and met the attack of the Ten-Fist Sword, his spiritual pressure surging with the strike.
CRACK—
The divine sword began to fracture under the blow.
The red-armored Susanoo shuddered—its gourd-like structure showed visible cracks.
In the next few seconds, Aizen delivered several more devastating strikes.
The other Susanoo began to break.
Their armor, once thought nearly indestructible, cracked under the sheer force of Aizen's blade.
From the rubble, Nanaya narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself:
"Even though he hasn't fully crossed the line between Shinigami and Hollow… he's just a breath away.His power is terrifying."
He gritted his teeth.
Even Susanoo, said to be the strongest defense, was falling apart under Aizen's assault.
Right now…he was on the back foot.
His eyes drifted toward the Ten Tails.
Still in its first stage, the beast was powerful but not yet at its full strength.
Aizen had already merged deeply with the Hōgyoku.But Ten Tails… was still waking up.
Its body slowly grew more defined, more muscular—stronger.
It began to straighten its posture, rising from its hunched stance like a slumbering god starting to stand.
That's when—
Several spiritual signatures blinked into existence nearby.
Figures in Hollow masks appeared in a flash, their aura dark and powerful.
They were the Masked Army—Visoreds who had hidden in the human world for years.
Seeing Nanaya struggling against Aizen, they had finally decided to act.
Shinigami nearby stared in confusion and alarm.
"Wait… those are Shinigami—but there's a Hollow presence!"
"Isn't that Hirako Shinji?! The former Captain of the 5th Division—he served under Aizen…"
"I heard he was exiled from Soul Society for having Hollow powers!"
"There's more of them! All of them were captains and lieutenants who defected! What are they doing here now?Are they… Aizen's reinforcements?!"
Panic began to ripple through the ranks.
Nobody knew whether these masked warriors were allies—or enemies.
But their doubt was quickly answered.
With eyes full of burning rage, Muguruma Kensei charged toward the battlefield.
His spiritual pressure flared up violently as he roared:
"AIZEN—WE'RE HERE TO KILL YOU!!!"
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