"Hahahaha! Magnificent! This feeling… this is magnificent!" As Mirai Saru pondered this, a burst of maniacal laughter echoed from the swirli
"Hahahaha! Magnificent! This feeling… this is magnificent!"
As Mirai Saru pondered this, a burst of maniacal laughter echoed from the swirling black spiritual pressure.
However, this voice was drastically different from Ichigo Kurosaki's earlier voice; it was exceptionally high-pitched, with an unsettling tremor.
Before Mirai Saru could react, a black figure burst from the spiritual pressure, appearing before him.
The figure was identical to Ichigo Kurosaki, but now wore a grotesque, bone-like mask.
"Hollowfication?"
Mirai Saru's heart leaped into his throat. He deflected the attack, the collision of their powerful spiritual pressures creating a powerful gust of wind.
White, looking at his equally unsettling opponent, grinned cruelly. "Hahahaha! To thank you for giving me this opportunity to stretch my legs, let me send you straight to hell, shall we?"
Mirai Saru, hearing White's words, scoffed inwardly, but he wasn't one for idle chatter.
He swung his black blade, engaging in a direct confrontation.
"Jigoku Zange - First Style: Dismemberment!"
A black slash, teeming with countless spectral entities, surged towards White, who responded with laughter and a Getsuga Tenshō.
His Getsuga Tenshō was a black crescent, glowing with crimson energy, radiating a palpable aura of death.
The two attacks collided to a standstill, but White fought with even greater ferocity, unleashing a barrage of Getsuga Tenshō, as if they were inexhaustible.
"Hahahaha! One Getsuga Tenshō isn't enough? How about one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine?!"
White laughed maniacally, constantly shifting position, launching Getsuga Tenshō from every direction.
Mirai Saru was completely overwhelmed by this relentless assault, given almost no opportunity to counterattack.
The battle between White and Mirai Saru also drew the attention of many Shinigami. The skill displayed far surpassed that of an ordinary captain.
No one expected that Ichigo Kurosaki, a Ryoka (Traveling Evil), and Mirai Saru, the Twelfth Division's lieutenant, possessed such hidden strength.
Aizen, still engaged in verbal sparring with Kisuke Urahara, noticed Ichigo Kurosaki's performance, observing White's combat abilities from the corner of his eye.
"White… there is potential there, after all," Aizen mused, adjusting his glasses.
As White continued his relentless pursuit of Mirai Saru, he failed to account for a crucial factor: his incomplete fusion with Ichigo Kurosaki's body. This unrestrained expenditure of spiritual energy caused a disruption in his control over Ichigo Kurosaki's body.
A black crescent, glowing crimson, unexpectedly dissipated at the tip of his blade, and White discovered a sudden and alarming disruption in his spiritual pressure.
"Impossible!"
White's heart pounded in his chest. He retreated to regain control of his spiritual energy, but this momentary lapse was immediately seized upon by Mirai Saru.
Mirai Saru, who had been on the defensive, instantly accelerated, transforming into a blur of motion, closing the distance to the spiritually unstable White.
"Jigoku Zange - Fifth Style: Netherfire Cauterization!"
A ghostly blue flame erupted from Mirai Saru's Zanpakutō. With a single strike, the blue flame coalesced into a massive, terrifying skull, screaming as it lunged towards White.
White's body was engulfed in the blue flame, burning both his body and spiritual energy.
Already suffering from spiritual pressure instability, White was powerless against the Netherfire. His white Hollow mask began to crumble, and he lost control of Ichigo Kurosaki's body.
The moment Ichigo Kurosaki regained control, he was overwhelmed by searing pain as the Netherfire burned his body, the excruciating agony causing him to roar uncontrollably.
"Ichigo!!!"
Rukia Kuchiki cried out in alarm. Witnessing Ichigo Kurosaki's suffering and sensing his rapidly fading spiritual pressure, she yearned for the power to intervene.
This desire perfectly aligned with the Hōgyoku's ability to grant its wielder their deepest desires.
Under the Hōgyoku's influence, Rukia Kuchiki was astonished to discover her previously weakened spiritual pressure rapidly recovering, exceeding her previous strength.
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
A snow-white Zanpakutō appeared in Rukia Kuchiki's hand—the Sode no Shirayuki, known as Soul Society's most beautiful Zanpakutō.
The blade was exquisitely crafted, almost an art piece, with a white chain trailing from the hilt, dancing gracefully with each movement, truly deserving of the title of "most beautiful."
"Tsugi no mai, Hakuren (Second Dance, White Ripple)!"
Rukia Kuchiki aimed her Zanpakutō at Ichigo Kurosaki, whose body was still consumed by the Netherfire.
A brilliant white spiritual energy pulsed from Sode no Shirayuki, unleashing a wave of intense cold.
This frigid wave was capable of instantly freezing an opponent, but Rukia Kuchiki used it to extinguish the flames consuming Ichigo Kurosaki.
Under the influence of the frigid wave, the Netherfire engulfing Ichigo Kurosaki began to weaken, but the spiritual pressure and intense heat within the flames were too powerful to completely eliminate quickly.
Mirai Saru, naturally, wouldn't give Rukia Kuchiki this opportunity, appearing before her, ready to interrupt.
"You're going to capture me, right? If you let me extinguish the flames, I'll go with you," Rukia Kuchiki said to Mirai Saru.
Hearing Rukia Kuchiki's words, Mirai Saru paused, his raised Zanpakutō halting mid-air.
Looking into Rukia Kuchiki's clear eyes, Mirai Saru nodded, sheathing his Zanpakutō.
Soon, Rukia Kuchiki had extinguished the Netherfire engulfing Ichigo Kurosaki.
Overcome by the pain of the burns, Ichigo Kurosaki fainted.
Deactivating Sode no Shirayuki's Shikai, Rukia Kuchiki sheathed her Zanpakutō.
True to her word, she offered no resistance as Mirai Saru placed a Kidō restraint upon her.
Grasping Rukia Kuchiki's arm, Mirai Saru led her to Aizen.
"Mirai Saru, you never disappoint. Withdraw. Leave her to me." Aizen said with a smile.
Mirai Saru remained silent, retreating behind Aizen. Gin Ichimaru also joined Aizen's side.
Seeing Rukia Kuchiki, possessor of the Hōgyoku, fall into Aizen's hands, Kisuke Urahara could contain himself no longer.
He swung his Zanpakutō, resembling a woodcutter's axe, at Aizen, but Gin Ichimaru, having just rejoined Aizen, smoothly blocked the attack.
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