"So strong!"
"One slash took down a Sternritter!"
"Team Zero's power is insane!"
"One swing, one kill? Truly a legend!"
"Blade God's awesome! Drop another rap!"
The battle scene sent shockwaves through the Bleach world.
Nimaiya's effortless swing, relaxed expression, and hip-hop flair won over a massive wave of fans!
The title "Blade God" became a sensation, spreading like wildfire and sparking a new storm!
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Fifth Division, Underground Base
"Well, well…"
Gin's squinted eyes locked on Nimaiya. "His slash is as sharp as my Shinso!"
No sarcasm—he genuinely meant it!
During Nimaiya's swing, Gin had watched intently.
Yet, until Gerard's death, his massive body a cold corpse, all Gin saw was the blood pillar from his neck!
When Nimaiya struck, it was invisible!
"With just an ordinary Asauchi, he can casually kill someone above captain level? That strength makes it hard to stay calm…" Aizen's dark eyes flashed with deep wariness.
In his understanding, a slash's power depended on the wielder's spiritual pressure!
In the Bleach world, all battles boiled down to spiritual pressure clashes—no question.
A one-shot kill like in the video? Aizen could do it too, but he relied on spiritual pressure infused in the slash, not the slash itself!
That was the key difference—and why Aizen was wary!
From the title "Soul King's Palace Blacksmith," Aizen deduced Nimaiya was the creator of all Zanpakutōs, one of the Soul Society's oldest beings!
With over two thousand years of growth, his spiritual pressure must be terrifying.
If Nimaiya infused his slashes with it, he'd be unstoppable!
The thought alone gave Aizen chills!
"Yeah… not just us, the three Quincies behind him are too scared to move…" Gin glanced at the video's other side.
Besides the cloaked Soul King's Left Arm, Lille Barro and Askin Nakk Le Vaar's faces paled, clearly intimidated by Nimaiya's swordsmanship!
"Interesting…"
Aizen's lips curved meaningfully. "If the Schutzstaffel are this weak, would their king bother bringing them to the Soul King's Palace? Yet they're here!"
"Captain Aizen, you mean?" Gin smirked, ready to watch the drama.
"Humans and Shinigami alike tend to pop champagne before the fight's over! The outcome often surprises, even reverses!"
"So… let's keep watching. I think this battle might flip!"
Not that Aizen favored the Quincies—his centuries of caution made him doubt the Schutzstaffel were that weak!
But Aizen never expected the next events to slap him in the face repeatedly!
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Back to the Video
"Damn it… Gerard's not faking, is he?"
Askin, hiding at the back, paled at the sight of Gerard's blood-soaked corpse.
Killed in one hit?
What a joke!
"Hmph…"
"Hip-hop punk, no matter your tricks, my eyes can see through them!" Lille Barro snorted, raising his sniper rifle.
Aim, lock, fire!
Bang!!!
A fiery tongue shot from the black barrel.
A spiritron bullet, moving at imperceptible speed, pierced the air, locking onto Nimaiya's head!
At less than a hundred meters, dodging was impossible!
Yet—
"Quincies…"
Facing the headshot crisis, Nimaiya showed no panic. Under Lille's furious gaze, he calmly turned, re-washing Sayafushi in the liquid container.
The arrogant act suggested the Quincies' filthy blood didn't deserve to stain his blade—even if it was a "failed" one!
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Second Division Barracks
"Wow, so cool!"
"Turning his back to a sniper bullet, calmly tending his blade. No wonder he's the 'Blade God'—this hip-hop guy's got skills!"
Omaeda, starry-eyed, became an instant fanboy.
"For real!"
Soi Fon nodded, arms crossed. "His swordsmanship is perfection. Even I couldn't see it clearly!"
Gerard's fall had shocked her.
The video's immersive effect let her feel Gerard's explosive assault, rivaling her own stealth attacks!
Yet Nimaiya not only reacted but killed him with one swing.
Utterly absurd!
"Captain, can the Blade God dodge a sniper bullet?" Omaeda asked, worried after his excitement.
A headshot would ruin Nimaiya's legend!
Having just become a fan, Omaeda didn't want his idol's head blown open!
"Obviously!" Soi Fon rolled her eyes, admiringly saying, "Exposing your back to the enemy in battle—only someone insanely confident would dare!"
Her words were filled with awe.
Even with her confidence in Shunpo and perception, she wouldn't risk it!
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As the bullet closed within ten meters of his head, Nimaiya, back to the camera, spoke casually. "Quincies, as a reward for being my whetstones, I'll tell you a story…"
"Over two thousand years, I've forged countless Zanpakutōs…"
While speaking, he gripped Sayafushi's hilt, cleaning the blood from its tip. "Only this Sayafushi is a painful failure!"
"Too sharp and smooth, it never dulls no matter how much I slash! Even the densest spiritron attacks, I can split with Sayafushi…"
"Like this!"
As his words fell, Nimaiya, as if timed perfectly, turned at the last second, calmly raising Sayafushi before him.
Then—
An unbelievable scene unfolded!
Clang—!!!
The sniper bullet, capable of destroying an entire Zero Division palace, was split in two by Sayafushi's sleek blade, becoming a dud!
Ding-a-ling…
The bullet's casing hit the ground with a crisp sound.
Lille Barro's face darkened, eyes wide. "This… how?! Nimaiya! What did you do?!!!"
"Yo, getting antsy? Your mental game's weak…"
Meeting Lille's venomous glare, Nimaiya flexed his wrist, smirking. "I didn't do much—just held my blade up, and your 'perfect aim' bullets naturally split in half!"
"…"
Lille's face grew grim.
His ability, The X-Axis—once locked on, it always hit, unstoppable!
Yet Nimaiya cracked it effortlessly!
"Hey, a tip…" Nimaiya raised a brow, chuckling. "If you don't believe me, try a few more shots!"
"Tch, I don't need your lectures!"
Lille, enraged, fired repeatedly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
Over a dozen sniper bullets blasted at Nimaiya.
Yet…
Nothing changed.
Slash!
Nimaiya swung Sayafushi once!
All the spiritron bullets split in two!
Not only that—
"Shunpo—"
Before the bullet casings hit the ground, Nimaiya's vest-clad figure vanished from the container, reappearing before Lille at an indescribable speed.
"Sniper, thanks for the shots—they sparked some inspiration…"
Lille barely reacted as Nimaiya's voice reached him.
But then—
Sayafushi swung again, accompanied by Nimaiya's pitying taunt:
"Don't worry, as a reward for being my second whetstone, I'll write your name in my next hip-hop track…"
Splurch—!!!
A dozens-foot-high blood pillar erupted.
Lille's expression froze, his eyes rolling frantically.
Like Gerard, a clear blood line appeared on his neck in the same spot!
"Damn… it…"
With his last strength, Lille uttered two words before collapsing!
The Schutzstaffel's leader, killed again!
"Tch, tch, tch…"
"I'm kindly sending you to the Soul Society for reincarnation, so why curse me in your final moments? No good deed goes unpunished…"
Despite his chilling words, Nimaiya's expression remained jovial, as if, as he'd said, killing two Schutzstaffel was just sharpening Sayafushi!
"Yosh, two left…"
Flicking the blood off his blade, Nimaiya raised Sayafushi, aiming at the remaining foes.
His confident voice echoed:
"Next, who wants to die? Step up!"
"I, Nimaiya, will do you a favor and send you all to the afterlife!"
As his words reached Silbern, the Sternritter shared one thought:
"It's over!"
"Haschwalth! Convince His Majesty to surrender!"
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