"He can revive infinitely, and he can also infinitely use these kinds of forbidden ultimate techniques that require burning his soul and taking the enemy with him?" Kensei's eyes widened.
He couldn't imagine what meaning combat had against an enemy who could infinitely use 'suicide attacks'.
The nobles, who had been rejoicing at the appearance of the Zero Division, now had their smiles completely freeze, transforming into boundless terror and despair.
After all, one of their greatest reliance, the Zero Division, had one member taken out in a single exchange.
"See it now?" Setsuna flexed his wrist. "This is the true way to use my Bankai."
"To use those forbidden techniques that require burning the soul, even taking the enemy with you, without any restrictions, without counting any cost."
"Bastard! What did you do to Shutara?" Kirinji's eyes widened with rage.
Although members of the Zero Division wouldn't truly die, and as long as the Soul King Palace detached palace they were fused with wasn't destroyed, they could return by having their names called-
But such a revival was far inferior to Setsuna's rebirth, requiring a long time to recuperate and restore power.
Nimaiya's face was also livid, tightening his grip on [Sayafushi].
"No need to be angry. Your turn will come soon." Setsuna smiled slightly, again burning his spiritual body, condensing that despair-inducing energy torrent.
This time, his target pointed directly at both Kirinji and Nimaiya.
"Damn it! Together!" Kirinji and Nimaiya's expressions changed drastically. Kirinji pushed his onsen Reiatsu to the utmost, forming a thick defensive layer.
Nimaiya's eyes sharpened, stimulating the sharp characteristic of Sayafushi to an unprecedented degree, the blade tip pointing directly at the oncoming energy torrent.
"Void Severing!"
A more intense explosion than before, along with a piercing sound sharp enough to tear souls, sounded simultaneously.
The crimson-gold destructive torrent collided head-on with Sayafushi's slash.
The blade that could cut anything actually tore open a tiny gap in the crimson-gold torrent.
But the power level of [Athena Exclamation] was too high, too condensed. Sayafushi could only cut a part, unable to completely disintegrate it.
The remaining energy violently impacted Kirinji's onsen defense.
When the light and tremors faded, although Kirinji and Nimaiya had barely withstood this attack and not followed Senjumaru's fate, both were utterly disheveled.
Kirinji's onsen defense was penetrated, with multiple burns on his body.
Nimaiya, although he had cut apart part of the attack with Sayafushi, the recoil force caused his purlicue, the web between thumb and index finger, to split, his arms trembling, his Reiatsu disordered, clearly suffering not light injuries.
What made their scalps tingle even more was that Setsuna's spiritual body dissipated as expected, and then... right before their eyes, it began to rapidly re-form again.
'This guy could really fire off this kind of ultimate technique infinitely.'
"Monk!" Kirinji shouted urgently, "Think of a way, quick! We can't let him keep this infinite cycle going!"
"Our revival requires time and resources from the Soul King's Palace. His fundamentally has no cost! Sayafushi can't cut through his revival either!"
"Don't worry. What he relies on is nothing more than the ability of his Zanpakuto." Ichibe'e waved his massive brush. "I will now deprive him of his power."
"All things in the world have names. Names define their forms. Names endow their abilities. Now, I deprive you of the true name of your Zanpakuto, causing it to return to namelessness..."
"Bankai, Futen Taisatsuryo!"
A formless, yet seemingly capable of tampering with the underlying information of the world, terrifying power emanated from Ichibe'e's Ichinimonji.
His other name was [The Monk Who Calls the True Name], the original namer of all things in Soul Society. He could deprive, seal, and even rewrite the 'true name' of a Zanpakuto, fundamentally abolishing its ability.
In the past, this technique was almost invincible.
Any Zanpakuto, no matter how bizarre and powerful its ability, once deprived or sealed of its true name, would become ordinary steel, or its ability would be greatly diminished.
There was even a Vasto Lorde-class Hollow that he had erased the true name of and made into a Zanpakuto.
However, that power capable of rewriting rules, upon reaching Setsuna, was like mud entering the sea, without stirring a single ripple.
"How is it possible?" On Ichibe'e's calm and unmoved face, for the first time, undisguised shock and astonishment appeared.
The radiance of the Phoenix Cloth still circulated. Setsuna's spiritual body successfully reborn.
The other's Zanpakuto seemed fundamentally not to exist within the 'true name' system of Soul Society that he knew.
Setsuna smiled faintly. The core of his Zanpakuto was not the power of Soul Society… it was the Phoenix Cloth, the origin of Hades. The true name the Monk called naturally could not affect him.
"Monk, what's going on?" Kirinji and Nimaiya also sensed the anomaly, looking at Ichibe'e in disbelief.
Ichibe'e stared intently at Setsuna, who had already completed his rebirth and was looking back at him with a hint of amusement.
He couldn't help asking: "Could it be that you, like His Majesty the Soul King, are an existence that does not belong to this world?"
Although others found the Monk's phrasing a bit strange, they didn't think much of it.
After all, legend had it that the Soul King created the world… one could certainly say he did not belong to this world.
Setsuna, however, raised an eyebrow slightly, While I indeed did not belong to this world, but what did the Monk mean by that? Could the Soul King also be an outsider?'
"What do you mean by that?" Setsuna asked, looking at the Monk.
However, Ichibe'e did not answer.
The perpetually smiling face now showed a rare trace of determination.
"It seems that going all out today is the only way to end this matter. We absolutely cannot let the shadow of that great catastrophe from long ago repeat in another form."
As his words fell, he no longer held back.
His entire being erupted with unprecedented, vast Reiatsu that seemed to resonate with the entire long river of Soul Society's history.
The authority of [True Names] was driven to its utmost. Every attack carried the terrifying power to tamper with reality and define cause and effect.
Fortunately, Setsuna's power did not belong to this world. Otherwise, even if he had reached the realm of Transcendent, he would probably still be subject to the constraints of [True Names].
Facing the Monk's all-out offense, Setsuna's response was extremely simple: time and time again, he burned his soul and used the solitary version of Athena Exclamation.
Trading life for injury, fighting to the death.
In the Saint Seiya World, arbitrarily using this technique would brand a Saint as worse than a beast. Setsuna didn't know what judgment he would receive for using it consecutively so many times.
Under this completely regardless of cost, unreasonable fighting style, let alone the already injured Kirinji and Nimaiya...
Even the unfathomably powerful Ichibe'e's spiritual body was wounded by the continuous self-destructive attacks. His aura was clearly weakened, and scorch marks and gashes appeared on his body.