Meanwhile, in the Ninth Division district.
Soul Reaper corpses lay scattered across the streets in chaotic piles—an apocalyptic scene of carnage.
At this moment, a white-robed Sternritter stood among the bodies.
Blood dripped continuously from both fists.
Not his blood.
The blood of every Soul Reaper he'd slaughtered.
He stepped forward slowly, grinning wide—
"Ahhh... how pitiful..."
"Truly... pitiful! Pitiful pitiful pitiful pitiful! So incredibly... pitiful!!"
"These weaklings... are just too pitiful!"
"Right... Lieutenant?!"
Watching the dying Soul Reaper ahead, this Quincy named Driscoll Berci laughed maniacally.
Until now—
Every enemy he'd encountered died within a second.
Even this lieutenant fell in just seven seconds after engaging.
And now, Berci decided... to deliver the final blow.
This Soul Reaper was none other than Ninth Division Lieutenant Shūhei Hisagi.
Seeing Berci approach, he desperately wanted to attack.
But he couldn't move anymore. His body had reached absolute limits.
Left arm shattered, head critically wounded, abdomen critically wounded, ribs broken...
All these injuries came from just two brief exchanges with this Quincy.
Hisagi gritted his teeth. Blood flowed freely. His heart trembled with shock.
Damn... how can this be...
The power gap is too vast... I'm completely... completely outmatched...
Seeming to read Hisagi's thoughts, Berci suddenly stopped, grinning—
"Hehe, my strength frightens you?"
"Then, Soul Reaper... before you die, let me explain this gap...!"
Berci sneered, raising both arms with sacred fervor—
"I am a Sternritter! And His Majesty... granted me the Schrift 'O'—"
"'THE OVERKILL'!"
"Whether enemies, allies, or beasts—the more I kill, the stronger I become!"
"And today, coming here, I've already killed... over a hundred!"
Berci laughed arrogantly as he spoke.
"Hehe, so exciting—reminds me..."
"Last time I came, also over a hundred... even killed a guy like you, a lieutenant..."
"...!?"
Hearing this, Hisagi's pupils contracted violently. He froze completely.
He finally understood—
So... that's it...!!
The previous massacre... was this bastard... Lieutenant Sasakibe?!
Hisagi gritted his teeth, trying to grip his Zanpakutō Kazeshini again. But he had no strength left.
Despite his undying fighting spirit, he'd lost all combat capability.
Just then, the Quincy suddenly raised his hand.
"Tch, His Majesty's orders don't include mercy for people like you, so—"
"Become another stepping stone for my killing spree... like... this!"
His raised right hand gathered brilliant blue-white spiritual particle light. Next moment, it shot forward!
Whoosh!!
A highly concentrated spiritual particle cross-spear blasted straight at Hisagi's chest!
But right now, Hisagi couldn't even raise his hand to defend, let alone Flash Step!
Is this... is this my end...
Hisagi gritted his teeth, unwilling to accept it.
But just as despair closed in, something changed!
A high-speed figure suddenly appeared before him, blocking the spiritual particle cross-spear!
Next moment, this figure swiftly raised one hand and swung!
BOOM!!!
The high-speed spiritual particle spear was swatted away, crashing into a nearby building without dispersing!
The figure stood unmoved, completely unaffected.
He wore a white captain's haori. On his back: the character [一].
His left sleeve hung empty, black fabric fluttering.
Seeing this, Hisagi's eyes widened—
"Head... Head Captain...?!"
His savior... was Head Captain Genryūsai Yamamoto!
Faint spiritual pressure traces drifted from his right hand.
His expression was grave, gaze profound as he watched the Quincy ahead.
However, the Quincy Berci showed no fear or surprise whatsoever.
Seeing Yamamoto clearly, he suddenly burst into wild laughter!
"Pff... HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"
"Oh! What luck! My luck... is absolutely incredible!!"
"Head Captain of the Gotei 13... I came looking for you!!"
Berci suddenly pulled a black star-cross medallion from his chest.
He sneered at Yamamoto, eyes full of excitement.
"Since I found you first, then... I'll use your subordinate's Bankai... to make you drop dead, old man!"
Hearing this, Yamamoto's expression darkened. Hisagi froze again.
Subordinate's Bankai...?!
Thanks to Captain Segawa's warning... no captain used Bankai this battle... how...
Wait... could it be...?!
But before his thoughts cleared, Berci suddenly gripped the star-cross medallion tightly, spreading both arms wide.
He stared at Yamamoto, shouting excitedly—
"BANKAI!! Kōkō Gonryō Rikyū!!!"
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