"Bankai—!"
"Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame!"
A fierce shout echoed. Beneath his green fisherman's hat, Urahara's eyes narrowed. As his Reiatsu peaked, the cane sword in his hand vanished!
This scene sparked curiosity across the audience.
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Fifth Division, Underground Chamber
"Well, well…"
"I thought after seeing so many future glimpses, nothing could surprise me anymore. But Urahara's gone and revealed his final trump card!"
Gin Ichimaru's Kyoto accent dripped with curiosity. "I bet no one in the Gotei 13, except the old man, has seen his Bankai, right?"
Initially, the seemingly unkillable Pure Quincy had started to bore him. But Urahara's unexpected reveal was a massive surprise.
Benihime's Bankai—he was seeing it for the first time!
"Silver, you're right. This is a rare treat…" Aizen's interest piqued.
Even after all these future glimpses, Urahara remained one of the few Aizen considered a threat. This man, who surpassed him in intellect, was an enigma Aizen yearned to unravel.
The ranking video was practically handing him the answers!
"I'm guessing Benihime's Bankai is some kind of special rule-based ability, right?" Gin stared at the screen.
As Urahara's Reiatsu climbed, Benihime vanished from his hand!
"Huh? His Zanpakutō disappeared?" Aizen frowned.
On the surface, Urahara seemed unchanged, but Aizen sensed a mysterious force infiltrating the space shrouded by the poison sphere.
"Captain Aizen, look behind him! There's a colorful surge of Reiatsu forming!" Gin suddenly exclaimed.
In the video, a brilliant pillar of Reiatsu shot skyward behind Urahara, and a massive, majestic figure slowly took shape in the vibrant light!
"This is…"
The clouds parted, and holy light shone. When the figure's true form became clear, Aizen and Gin gasped in unison: "Kannon… Bodhisattva?!"
Shock! Even Aizen was stunned.
Behind Urahara stood a sacred Kannon, draped in an ancient silk kimono, pure and regal, contrasting sharply with the purple poison flooding the ground.
The moment the divine Kannon appeared, the sky shifted, clouds dispersed, and radiant multicolored light bathed the earth, as if purifying all things!
"Something's off…"
Askin's expression changed. He could feel his toxic field being suppressed by the holy light!
"What kind of ability is this…?"
His sense of danger intensified, and he hesitated to act rashly.
His instincts screamed that any reckless move would come at a steep price!
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Twelfth Division, Technology Development Bureau
"Amazing!!!"
"As expected of the founder of the Technology Development Bureau! Mr. Urahara's Bankai is incredible!"
Staring at the screen, Nemu's third seat cheered, his face reflecting the colorful light from the video, even addressing Urahara with reverence.
But he didn't notice Mayuri Kurotsuchi's face darkening to the point of dripping with venom.
"Damn it… Kisuke Urahara, you bastard!"
Beneath his blue-white mask, Mayuri's eyes burned with rage as he slammed his fist on the table.
That damned man!
Gone from the Soul Society for nearly a century, yet still stealing the spotlight!
"I don't get it, and I won't accept it!" Mayuri gritted his teeth, his furious gaze practically devouring the screen.
The comparison was maddening. Since the ranking videos began, he'd been waiting for his moment to shine. But the first to be featured was Urahara!
He'd clung to the hope that later rankings would let him outshine Urahara. But now, here was Urahara's second moment of glory!
Damn it! Why?!
They were both researchers—how could he be inferior?!
Mayuri's jealousy was driving him to the brink of madness!
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Back to the Video
"Kisuke Urahara…"
"To think you'd have the guts to fight back on death's door. Impressive!"
Askin spread his hands, manipulating toxic particles around him, regaining his confidence.
"Heh, if I keep holding back, it's not just my life at stake—Yoruichi would be sacrificed too." Urahara set his hat on the ground, chuckling self-deprecatingly. "A man's gotta take responsibility, right?"
"Still joking at a time like this? You're calm, I'll give you that. No wonder you're one of His Majesty's five special war potentials…"
Askin opened his palm, condensing two toxic halos from the dense poison.
His words triggered varied reactions across the factions.
"Five special war potentials?" Aizen's eyes gleamed. "Silver, take note! This is critical information!"
"Got it, Captain Aizen…"
Staring at Askin's back, Gin muttered, "This poison guy's got a big mouth. He's leaked more than one key detail in these fights, hasn't he?"
True World City, Schrift abilities, five special war potentials—Gin felt Askin was one step away from admitting he was a double agent!
"Silver, don't say that…" Aizen donned his good-guy mask, speaking warmly. "The more he reveals, the better it is for our future plans!"
"Tch, tch, tch…"
"The Quincies are probably cursing this guy out right now," Gin smirked, already picturing Askin getting chewed out.
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Wandenreich, Silbern
Sure enough, the hall erupted in furious curses.
"Askin Nakk Le Vaar, you idiot! Why are you spilling every critical detail?! You've practically exposed the Wandenreich's underwear!" Liltotto Barro roared, exasperated.
What the hell!
Fight if you're going to fight—why keep blabbing like a machine gun?
Trying to flirt with the Shinigami?
If not for fear of internal strife, Liltotto would've grabbed his sniper rifle and shot Askin himself!
"Liltotto's right…"
"You'd better take out that Shinigami, or I'll spear you to the city gates!" Gerard Valkyrie fumed, equally enraged.
"…"
Under their glares, Askin felt a chill down his spine, soaked in cold sweat, utterly helpless.
This was unfair!
That was the future him—don't pin it on the present me!
Besides, now that he knew the future, couldn't he just fix his loose-lipped habit? Why the threats?
Askin was on the verge of tears, praying his future self would take down Urahara.
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Meanwhile, the Battle Reached Its Climax
"While I'm not sure what your Bankai does, I'm done dragging this out…"
Askin flung his toxic halos forward.
"Heh, funny—I was thinking the same thing." Urahara's eyes narrowed, standing calmly in place.
"Hm? Not dodging?"
The audience grew curious.
Previous events had proven the purple poison's lethality, especially two highly compressed toxic halos. A hit would likely mean instant death.
But what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.
Swish—!
As the halos sped toward Urahara and exploded, the splashing poison faded and vanished just before touching him!
From start to finish, Urahara hadn't moved or defended himself.
Standing still, he effortlessly neutralized the toxic tide!
"How… is this possible?!" Askin's eyes widened. "Kisuke Urahara, what did you just do?!"
Shock! Disbelief!
The bizarre scene defied Askin's understanding.
He couldn't fathom why his attack failed within his toxic field.
"Heh, no need to look so shocked, Pure Quincy…" Urahara said calmly, standing still. "The poison didn't vanish—I remade it."
"Remade it?" Askin frowned.
"Exactly. As you can see, Benihime's Bankai can reconstruct anything it touches."
Bathed in holy light, Urahara's face was serene as the toxic field beneath his feet visibly receded.
"Damn it… I underestimated you!"
A surge of danger gripped Askin. He gripped a toxic staff, growling, "I was planning to drag this out and use you for poison experiments, but now I'll have to kill you immediately!"
"Supreme Poison Sphere—!"
With a swing of his staff, Askin roared. The toxic particles around him exploded, transforming into a viscous flood of poison that engulfed everything—air, ground, buildings. Even the holy Kannon wasn't spared, and the video's lens was caught in the deluge!
The last frame showed an endless sea of purple poison, with both Urahara and Askin vanishing within it.
The outcome remained unrevealed, submerged in the toxic sea.
The ranking round ended.
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