Soothed by Kyōraku Callum, Nelliel's trembling ceased, though a trace of fear remained in her eyes.
Dondochakka remained protectively beside her.
"Let's begin our fight," Kyōraku Callum said, rising and stretching his wrists.
Nnoitra looked at the Shinigami with a strange expression, a playful smirk on his face.
"Seems you know quite a bit! All the more reason to kill you thoroughly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nnoitra disappeared. His slender, mantis-like form reappeared, his giant crescent-shaped scythe raised high, aiming a downward blow at Kyōraku Callum.
"Still relying on such underhanded tactics," Kyōraku Callum commented, unfazed. He drew his Zanpakutō, meeting the attack head-on.
Clang! The clash of steel echoed through the Great Forest of Menos.
"Hm?!" A look of delight crossed Nnoitra's face. "Quite strong, Shinigami! A worthy opponent! This is exhilarating!"
The giant scythe rained down blows, seemingly dominating the exchange.
The clash resonated through the Great Forest of Menos like a grand symphony.
The battles around them paused.
All eyes were on Kyōraku Callum and Nnoitra, shock etched on their faces.
"Is this Lieutenant Kyōraku's true strength?"
"Who is that person? Why are they a match for Lieutenant Kyōraku?"
"Such terrifying pressure! It's as strong as the Captain's spiritual pressure."
The Shinigami's expressions turned grave, their minds focused. The sudden appearance of this powerful opponent and their terrifying battle cast a shadow of fear over their hearts.
Kyōraku Callum, wielding his sword with one hand, calmly met the onslaught.
"Die, die, DIE!" Nnoitra roared, his expression increasingly deranged.
"Hesitating? Is that all you've got?" Kyōraku Callum parried the giant scythe with a backhand strike, his voice cold.
"You can't even shut your yap during a fight. No wonder that number's branded on your tongue."
Secret Sword. Fine Snow!
Suddenly, fine snowflakes, unheard of in the unchanging Hueco Mundo, began to fall.
Nnoitra looked confused. "What's this?"
Swish! A snowflake brushed his cheek, leaving a bloody gash.
"What?!" Nnoitra's single eye widened in shock. "You broke through my Hierro with one move?!"
Kyōraku Callum sheathed his Zanpakutō, his posture low, his expression devoid of emotion. A wave of intense spiritual pressure surged through the Great Forest of Menos, a terrifying pressure bearing down on every Shinigami and Hollow.
"Sword Technique: Pretty Colors Return!"
Suddenly, the dim Great Forest of Menos was illuminated by a brilliant sword light. Kyōraku Callum's sword pressure manifested as a crescent moon, its cold light washing over Nnoitra's face, revealing his underlying fear and suppressed excitement.
BOOM!
Endless waves of sword pressure erupted from the point of impact between Kyōraku Callum and Nnoitra, spreading for miles. Countless Gillians perished in the aftermath, and towering quartz trees collapsed, sending dust billowing into the air.
"Get out of here now!" Madarame Ikkaku finally realized their danger wasn't from the surrounding Hollows, but from this monstrous opponent.
"His strength is already comparable to Captain Kenpachi's," Ayasegawa Yumichika said, struggling to withstand the shockwave.
"The gap between us is huge," Madarame Ikkaku said, his expression somber. "I can't judge... but if Captain Kenpachi knew such a strong Shinigami existed within the Gotei 13, he'd definitely challenge him."
Ayasegawa Yumichika was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
Madarame Ikkaku, always reliable in crucial moments, explained, "In other words, if we don't want the Eleventh Division to have its pay docked, we shouldn't tell the Captain about Kyōraku Callum's strength." His voice was filled with resignation.
"What a terrifying strike!"
From the dust cloud, a figure staggered.
"I never imagined you'd be this strong," Nnoitra coughed, spraying blood.
When he fully emerged from the dust, the extent of his injuries was clear: a wound that nearly bisected his body, from his right shoulder to his left hip, revealing his internal organs and a steady flow of blood.
"One strike... he actually..." Madarame Ikkaku was speechless in shock.
"He's definitely Captain-level," Ayasegawa Yumichika said gravely. "What a terrifying Shinigami!"
Even Dondochakka and Pesche had stopped their playful banter. Kyōraku Callum's strength far surpassed their expectations. Even Nelliel, before she lost her memories, didn't possess such power, they thought, turning to Nelliel.
Nelliel watched Kyōraku Callum anxiously.
"Go, Callum!" she cried, her voice trembling with fear.
"Is that all you've got?" Kyōraku Callum, his Zanpakutō raised, looked emotionlessly at the barely-alive Nnoitra. "I overestimated you."
His contemptuous expression deeply stung Nnoitra.
"I can't lose to you! A useless, filthy Shinigami!" Nnoitra roared, raising his giant scythe high.
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