"So, this little Shinigami girl's about to die?"
Las Noches fell silent.
The Arrancar held their breath, eyes locked on the screen.
No more scorn or anger—just heavy concern.
Though visually lackluster, with minimal destruction and a swift end, Gremmy's ethereal "imagination," shown through Yachiru's shattered bones and helpless collapse, hit every viewer hard.
Even through the screen, his cloaked figure radiated oppressive dread!
"Imagination… does such a bizarre power exist?" Ulquiorra Cifer frowned, his cold voice laced with doubt.
Though he saw Gremmy fulfill his words, his worldview—rooted in Vasto Lorde reiatsu—struggled to accept it.
All abilities needed a basis, even his "Path of Nihility."
But Gremmy? Strolling, hands in pockets, no reiatsu, no destruction—just words!
Killing with a sentence?
Too exaggerated!
Ulquiorra even questioned the video's authenticity.
"Who is this guy, killing openly in the Soul Society?!" Baraggan Louisenbairn squinted, scrutinizing Gremmy.
His "Aging" power shared some similarity but lacked this eerie unpredictability.
Aging was visible decay.
Imagination? From nothing to reality, impossible to predict!
Terrifying!
Gremmy's identity baffled Baraggan.
Openly opposing Shinigami, defeating three captain-level foes—such feats ruled out a mere human.
Who was he?!
But then, the screen flickered, jumping to a new scene!
Boom!
Rubble rose from ground fissures, stacking into a coliseum-like stone platform piercing the clouds!
Gremmy's mocking voice echoed:
"Kenpachi Zaraki…"
"Facing incinerating lava and freezing gales, how will you respond?"
His cold, indifferent opener heralded a hellish trial of ice and fire!
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Hueco Mundo
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"Lava and gales? Can he imagine those too?" Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez gaped, brows knotted.
Lava or gales—rare, singular powers.
Mastering one would secure a place in the Shinigami world!
Could imagination summon them from nothing?
The question barely formed when the answer arrived!
A thunderous BGM erupted—
Boom boom boom!
With explosive drums, ferocious lava surged from fissures!
Hot winds roared, tons of lava crashing like a mountain!
The Arrancar flinched, stepping back, drenched in sweat!
But before their shock settled, endless icy mist plummeted from the sky, fueling the lava into a hundred-meter flame tornado!
The sky raged with gales, the ground with lava.
Ice and fire consumed the screen, apocalyptic energy nearly spilling out!
Gulp…
Swallowing echoed.
The once-brutal Arrancar stood frozen, obedient, throats rolling.
They were stunned!
This cataclysmic scene was horrifying!
"It's real…" Nnoitra Gilga's voice trembled, numbed by shocks. "He can imagine anything!"
The Holy Crying Mantis shook.
Claiming to be the "strongest Espada," he felt tiny before this disaster, crushable!
Even the four Vasto Lordes felt the pressure.
Coyote Starrk, especially, gasped:
"Compared to the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō, these gales are ten times stronger!"
"Such disasters, summoned by imagination alone?!"
As the top Espada, Starrk was awestruck.
No longer fixated on Bankai, he was consumed by curiosity about Gremmy's power.
His boasted imagination could achieve what Shinigami and Arrancar couldn't fathom!
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As the firestorm peaked, the camera zoomed to the stone platform's center—a beastly figure:
Kenpachi Zaraki!
"Hm… lava and ice? Gotta admit, your imagination's flashy!"
Alone on the platform, the two-meter-tall Kenpachi seemed a leaf in a sea of lava and gales, crushable any moment!
"Right…"
"You finally acknowledge my imagination, Kenpachi Zaraki!"
Atop the sky, Gremmy stood with the sun, his white cloak dancing in the wind.
A godlike proclamation followed:
"Don't fear—death's easy to imagine, just a moment."
"Dying by the Sternritter's strongest, you should be proud!"
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