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Chapter 177 - 167

Nnoitra symbolizes "despair," and his name means fighting without reason. He is also extremely hostile toward women who surpass him in strength.

The No. 3 Espada at that time was Nelliel, a woman with a slender figure carrying an aura of both grace and temptation.

Nnoitra challenged Nelliel countless times, and each battle ended in his defeat.

However, Nelliel, who represented "sacrifice," never once took his life.

She asked Nnoitra a single question each time: what was his reason for fighting?

Nnoitra answered, "Fighting does not require a reason. I simply cannot stand you."

Nelliel replied calmly, "Those with reason need a cause to fight. You do not. You are nothing more than a beast, not a warrior. I will not claim the life of someone unworthy of being called a warrior."

Nnoitra could no longer endure the humiliation of her words.

He conspired with Szayalaporro to ambush Nelliel, striking from behind and shattering her mask fragment in betrayal.

...

Yuta appeared behind Nnoitra in a flash step.

"Hahaha… you're only fast…"

His mocking words stopped short.

On his shoulder, a thin line appeared like a transparent thread; blood sprayed out instantly, and his entire arm dropped away from his body.

"Dammit! Aaaaaaah!" Nnoitra howled in pain and fury.

Why?

Why had his hierro been sliced apart as though it were fragile paper?

What kind of ability was this?

What about his Zanpakutō?

Grimmjow's expression hardened. He knew all too well the strength of Nnoitra's hierro. Even a direct Cero blast could not break it, yet Yuta had cut through it with a single swing. Ulquiorra's narrow gaze fixed on Yuta's blade. His thoughts turned over sharply within him.

What sort of ability is that?

Is it simply his overwhelming reiatsu? Is that why he can sever Nnoitra so easily?

At that moment, Kurosaki Ichigo and his companions arrived on the scene.

Without hesitation, Ichigo clashed with Grimmjow again.

Their intent to fight each other had been clear from the instant their eyes met.

Grimmjow spoke coldly, "Kurosaki Ichigo. This time we fight without interference. I will kill you here."

Seeing Yuta already secure Inoue Orihime's safety, Ichigo exhaled quietly. Turning back toward Grimmjow, he tightened his grip on Zangetsu with a faint grin.

"Alright… I'll show you my true strength."

"Bankai! Tensa Zangetsu!"

The black cloak of spiritual pressure wrapped him as he rushed forward toward Grimmjow's waiting claws.

...

"You dare cut off my hand?"

Nnoitra's rage boiled over. With his remaining arm he swung his massive scythe-like Zanpakutō at Yuta. "I'll kill you!"

But his strike landed only on an afterimage, Yuta already gone.

"If you have any real ability left, show it now. Otherwise, I'll end this." Yuta's calm words carried the weight of fact rather than threat.

At this time, Nelliel and her companions reached the edge of the battlefield.

The air was heavy with cold from Hitsugaya's Bankai spreading across the sky.

"Nee-sama, why are we coming here? It's too dangerous," Pesche muttered nervously beside her.

Pesche and Dondochakka had once served as Nelliel's followers when she was Espada No. 3. After Nelliel's mask fragment was shattered and she reverted to a child's form, they too had lost their combat strength. Reduced to little more than mascots, they still stayed by her side with loyalty.

When Yuta and the others moved toward Las Noches' palace, Nelliel had followed out of instinct. Pesche and Dondochakka had no choice but to follow her.

Peeking from behind a stone, Nelliel's young eyes brightened when she spotted Yuta. Without hesitation, she stepped out, walking unconsciously toward the battlefield's center despite the danger closing in all directions.

"Nee-sama!" Pesche cried, reaching a hand out, but it was too late.

Nnoitra's blade swept down toward her head. The force of his spiritual pressure whipped her hair into the air. Her wide eyes froze in shock. Reflexively, she closed them. For an instant, the polished edge of the weapon reflected clearly in her gaze.

Silence followed instead of steel meeting flesh.

Nnoitra's Zanpakutō shuddered against some unseen force. There was no clang of steel, no sound at all. The cut seemed to fall through empty air.

Then a pale line spread across the blade, and half of it tumbled to the sand below in fragments, scattering grains of spirit particles into the air.

Nnoitra stared blankly at the broken half still in his grip. The moment felt frozen, longer than a heartbeat.

How…? His Zanpakutō had been severed immediately?

What ability could do this?

Nelliel waited for the pain that never came. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw only a tall figure standing before her, shielding her from danger. The presence blocked out everything else. For that moment, even the urge to cry deserted her.

Yuta caught Nelliel in his arm and carried her away from the battlefield's center with a single step of shunpo, setting down at the edge of the fight.

"Waaah!" Nelliel clutched his clothes tightly, sobbing and trembling as snot and tears ran freely onto his chest. "So scary!"

Pesche and Dondochakka shouted from behind her, "That was terrifying!"

Bawabawa gave a low grunt.

Yuta exhaled faintly and shook his head. He tried to separate Nelliel from his clothes, but her small hands clung tightly. With no other option, he slipped off his coat, wrapped her inside it, and set her gently on the ground. His hand rested briefly on her head. "Stay here. Don't move."

She leaned faintly into the touch before watching him step back toward the clash of combat.

Yuta raised his Zanpakutō again, his expression sharpened and cold. "Come. Let me show you the meaning of despair."

"Draw your blade."

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