"Everyone! Stake everything! Give it your all and completely crush the enemy! Even if you are ground to dust! Use your last remaining bones to build an impregnable wall! Absolutely do not let them set foot in Soul Society!!" Yamamoto shouted in an aged yet powerful voice.
Influenced by Yamamoto's words, the members of Soul Society were filled with boiling blood and their morale soared.
"Yare yare, my shoulders are sore." Kyoraku suddenly stretched his body. "Why is the old man so full of energy? Now even I'm feeling fired up."
"Yeah." Ukitake agreed. "Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we massaged Genryusai-sensei's body. After this war is over, let's go massage his shoulders for him."
Ukitake seemed to have unintentionally planted a flag, but unfortunately, neither Kyoraku nor Ukitake understood that reference.
"You misunderstand, Jushiro. I said my shoulders are sore." Kyoraku suddenly added.
"What? I've never seen you with sore shoulders before..." Ukitake said speechlessly.
"..."
"Omaeda!" Sui-Feng turned to Omaeda beside her and said, "How embarrassing. Even I can't stand to see you trembling like that. Is it because you haven't participated in actual combat for so long that you're scared? But this is also an opportunity. You might as well find a place to die right now!"
"What?" Omaeda's voice trembled. "Ha! What are you talking about? I'm not scared at all! And I'm not trembling! I won't die!"
Although Omaeda looked tough, his trembling fat had already revealed the fear in his heart.
"Is that so? You won't die? Then... live well..." Sui-Feng said in a low voice.
"Don't tell me what to do... I will!" For some reason, after hearing Sui-Feng's tsundere-style 'comfort', Omaeda's body stopped trembling.
On the Shinigami side, Yamamoto boosted morale, and comrades comforted each other. On the enemy side, Baraggan was doing the same thing. However, Baraggan's method of boosting morale was clearly not as gentle as the Shinigami's.
"Go. Kill them all. Don't let a single ant escape. If you lose, don't bother coming back..." Baraggan said with a grim face. "Do not disappoint me again... Do not make me walk a path not yet dyed red with the enemy's blood. Then... say it out loud! Whose subordinates are you?"
"Yes!"
Ggio Vega and Nirgge Parduoc knelt on one knee and shouted: "We are the subordinate officers of 'His Majesty the Great Emperor' Baraggan Louisenbairn! We will destroy all the enemies!! Dye the battlefield red with their flesh and blood!!!"
"This kid..." Kyoraku pointed to Lilynette beside Starrk. "Could you let her step aside for a moment?"
"Why?" Starrk asked.
"With a child here... I won't be able to fight with my full strength. You should be the same, right?" Kyoraku reminded.
Although Kyoraku was an old schemer, this time his advice was genuinely kind. But he clearly didn't know the special relationship between Lilynette and Starrk, merely thinking she was a child.
"What did you say!?" Before Starrk could speak, Lilynette couldn't help getting angry. After all, he looking down on her.
Although her own combat ability was indeed very weak, but...
"Don't speak, Lilynette." Starrk stopped her.
Then Starrk said to Kyoraku: "That kind of thing doesn't matter. If you can't fight with your full strength, then I won't use my full strength either."
"What do you mean by that?" Ukitake asked, puzzled.
"Well... by nature, I'm not a serious person. I think we should pretend to fight and wait for the others to finish." Starrk said lazily, scratching his head.
Ukitake couldn't understand and said: "What are you saying..."
"That's a great idea!" Kyoraku suddenly interrupted Ukitake. "I really like that too. After all, I'm also very lazy..."
"Right? You like it too. Then let's..."
But before Starrk could be happy, Kyoraku suddenly became serious, adjusted the bamboo hat on his head, and said: "But... I'm sorry. Although that idea is indeed very good... this time, I'm afraid I can't do that anymore..."
To some extent, Kyoraku and Starrk were indeed very similar. Yes, both were equally lazy. But being similar doesn't mean they were exactly the same.
Unlike Starrk, although Kyoraku was very lazy, he still had a certain sense of responsibility. He knew very well that in a war concerning the life and death of Soul Society, he couldn't slack off.
"Is that so? What a shame..."
Upon hearing Kyoraku's words, Starrk, looking very reluctant, drew his Zanpakuto and walked 'weakly' towards Kyoraku. He didn't look like he was going to fight, but rather like he was taking a casual stroll.
Clang!
Kyoraku and Starrk's Zanpakuto clashed.
"Ichigo, Sado and I will handle those three. You take care of that Espada!" Uryu glanced at Harribel and her subordinate officers and said to Ichigo.
"Ah... leave it to me!" Ichigo said confidently.
After this period of training, his strength had greatly improved. He was confident he could even fight that male Espada named Grimmjow he had encountered before, let alone this female Espada in front of him.
This wasn't because Ichigo was prejudiced against women, but because women are naturally at a certain physical disadvantage compared to men.
Under equal conditions, it's difficult for their strength to surpass men. Just like among the Gotei 13's Captains and the Espada, most are male.
However, what Ichigo didn't know was that Harribel was much stronger than Grimmjow. Unless he unlocked a power-up and had a burst of strength, he had no chance of winning.
"Hmph! You want to fight Harribel-sama? You're still far from it!" Harribel's Fraccion snorted coldly and were about to go after Ichigo.
But before they could move, Uryu and Chad blocked them.
"Well then... let's begin!" Ichigo shouted and charged at Harribel.
Seeing this, Harribel frowned, then drew her Zanpakuto and reluctantly engaged.
…
The dimensional space where Toshiro was trapped.
"What a long time. I've never trained continuously for several years like this before." Toshiro's eyes revealed a hint of vicissitudes.
Although Shinigami have very long lifespans and a few years is nothing, training in seclusion for several years at once is probably something no one has ever done.
"I wonder how the decisive battle between Soul Society and Aizen is going? But... now is the time to get out..."
Thinking this, Toshiro inside the iceberg suddenly moved his finger. The Absolute Zero-formed ice parted like water, yielding wherever his finger passed.
"Yes, very good. Although this training didn't directly break through to the True God level, the divine power within my body has greatly increased, and my strength has also improved considerably. My understanding of the Ice Law has also reached a higher level. It should be enough to break out of the ice now..."