"Aizen's Hogyoku, it's complete, isn't it?" Beryl didn't answer Tobiume's question, looking at the holographic projection with a meaningful gaze.
"Yes." Tobiume nodded. "Aizen personally came to ask, and Hinamori Momo and I discussed it for a long time before finally giving him the Hogyoku."
Although, given Aizen's personality, it was unlikely he would turn on Hinamori Momo right now, risking the potential displeasure of the Group Leader, the Hogyoku was of no use to either of them if they kept it.
"Are you afraid?" Tobiume had come alone; Hinamori Momo wasn't here, or rather, Tobiume had intentionally sent Hinamori Momo away so she wouldn't hear the conversation.
Hinamori Momo seemed to have noticed this, staying far away and not following.
"I… I feel that our combined intelligence isn't enough to outwit Aizen," Tobiume said, gritting her teeth.
"Pfft~" Beryl chuckled, reaching out to ruffle Tobiume's hair. "You're really honest. Is that your thought, or both of your thoughts?"
"Why do you feel like you can't outwit Aizen? Although that is indeed the case."
Tobiume: "…"
You think so too, don't you?
Tobiume didn't voice that thought.
"As a Zanpakuto, and the first Zanpakuto I ever created, do you lack the confidence to overcome the culmination of Urahara Kisuke and Aizen's wisdom, the Hogyoku? Even if it is truly related to the Soul King, it's just the Soul King."
"The Hogyoku's upper limit has long been fixed. To surpass it, Aizen will have to expend far more effort than you."
Beryl removed her hand from Tobiume's head, patting her shoulder. "You are the Zanpakuto I created, perhaps the only Zanpakuto. Your existence will not be inferior to Aizen in any form."
"Since you two chose to coexist, then try to trust your master, even if she does seem a bit dim-witted. But it's irrelevant, just minor things."
"You must firmly believe that before you, there are no opponents!"
After coaxing Tobiume away, her gaze returned to the projection.
However, she sighed in her heart: "Not just people, even Zanpakuto have a shadow cast by Aizen Sōsuke. Aizen Sōsuke, you truly cause endless harm."
The Zanpakuto created by me, the mighty God of Destruction, even if it's the first experimental product, it's far superior to the Hogyoku.
Beryl didn't need to concern herself with Hinamori Momo's situation, nor did she particularly want to. As long as she wasn't completely fooled by Aizen, it would be fine.
After all, they were both members of the group.
What kind of Group Leader would she be if one member tricked another into being sold and still helping count the money?
Wouldn't that greatly devalue her as a Group Leader?
As a good Group Leader, how could she allow such fraudulent things to happen?
At this moment, the projection continued to display the battle scene.
Perfect Susanoo was donned over the Wood Golem, activating the Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands mode.
The colossal Buddha statue, enveloped in the armor of Perfect Susanoo, floated on the sea, giving off a truly magnificent impression.
And Uchiha Madara, manipulating the Wood Golem, extended its massive hand and seized the flying Black Dragon Acnologia.
Yes, just like grabbing the Nine-Tails, the Black Dragon was simply held in its hand.
"Roar~"
Black Dragon Acnologia roared, struggling to break free from the wooden hand gripping him.
"Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands: Summit Enlightenment"
Countless densely packed blue fists rained down upon the immobilized Black Dragon.
Boom!
Boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
A series of terrifying explosions erupted one after another.
The entire ocean vibrated.
Even the sea surface was torn open by a massive chasm.
The storm-like attack continued for nearly twenty minutes.
The arms on the Buddha statue were completely broken.
Uchiha Madara's white chakra robe quietly faded, returning to the style of his red Warring States armor.
He gasped for breath: "This move truly isn't for humans to use. No wonder Hashirama died!"
He had activated a special mode and gathered parts of the chakra from all nine Tailed Beasts as a base.
Even so, he almost exhausted his life force.
No wonder Hashirama couldn't sustain it and died shortly after using it.
It turned out that when Senju Hashirama fought him, Uchiha Madara, he was sacrificing his life.
"This time, I must have gotten rid of him."
Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands was a physical attack, not some flashy magic.
Yes, it was about reasoning with force.
"You are truly formidable, Uchiha Madara."
At a high altitude, two people stood observing the battle.
Asakura Hao, and Aizen Sōsuke.
Aizen looked at Uchiha Madara's Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands with some emotion. Such a high frequency of attacks, he probably couldn't withstand it either.
And Asakura Hao narrowed his eyes.
"No wonder I didn't even have a chance to retaliate back then. Trapped in that situation, even if I reacted to defend, it would have been completely too late."
Asakura Hao still vividly remembers being killed by Uchiha Madara.
"However, the time is almost up."
"I just don't know how that Black Dragon is doing."
"Roar~"
A dragon's roar rang out.
The sea was churning, and large areas of the ocean turned black.
A massive wave of light broke through the water, rushing towards Uchiha Madara's Susanoo.
Uchiha Madara, who had already exited his special form, could not fully defend against it with just Perfect Susanoo.
Under the attack of the blue-white light wave, Perfect Susanoo was shaken and continuously retreated.
The condensed blue chakra armor also showed dense cracks, seeming as if it would shatter at any moment.
The Black Dragon burst out of the sea and flew into the sky.
He was still letting out the Black Dragon's Roar from his mouth.
Uchiha Madara's mouth twitched when he saw the Black Dragon's appearance.
Yes, the Black Dragon in front of him was injured.
However, these large and small wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The most severe injury was the indentation on his chest, which was caused by the Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands.
However, Uchiha Madara also saw that the Black Dragon's indented chest was rapidly recovering, and the concave area was gradually being smoothed out.
Crack!
A cracking sound came from Susanoo.
"Don't look down on me."
Uchiha Madara stretched out his hand, counterattacking the magic that had pierced through Susanoo and was coming at him head-on.
"Super Shinra Tensei"
A powerful repulsive force, with Uchiha Madara's palm as the release point, rapidly spread outwards.
The collision of the repulsive force and Dragon Slaying Magic, the intense tremor caused the entire sea area to bubble with scorching heat.
The Dragon Slaying Magic was repelled and flew into the sky.
A few seconds later, a huge roar came from high in the sky.
Boom!
Acnologia's Black Dragon's Roar dyed the entire sky in an inky black.
"Roar~"
Acnologia knew that the enemy before him was a being no less formidable than Zeref, and he couldn't afford to be careless, especially if he allowed him to escape, wouldn't that be a blow to his pride?
Moreover, that gaze was simply irritating.
The Black Dragon spread his massive claws and fiercely swiped at Uchiha Madara.
Bang——
The next second, the Black Dragon was sent flying backward.
The Black Dragon's head felt a bit muddled, as if he had just been kicked by something.
His head was buzzing.
And what had kicked the Black Dragon's head was Uchiha Madara's Rinnegan skill, Limbo: Border Jail.
Uchiha Madara was gasping for breath at this moment.
Although the battle time wasn't long, the high-frequency attacks had indeed caused a massive drain.
Especially Hashirama's technique, it consumed chakra to an infuriating degree.
"Let me take over, Uchiha Madara. Your time is up."
Asakura Hao, accompanied by Fire Spirit, slowly descended.