Chapter 478: Aizen's Ridicule
As Madara spoke, the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan in his eyes began to spin rapidly.
Under Garp's astonished gaze, the massive Susanoo transformed once more.
The blue Chakra, which had previously seemed somewhat unstable, now solidified.
Its overall form became more refined, and a pair of wings sprouted from its back.
Garp, observing the changes in Susanoo before him, could not help but gasp.
During their earlier fight, he had noticed the giant's body was slightly unsteady.
Now, seeing Madara's current form, he realized that the power displayed earlier was not Uchiha Madara's limit.
Though the giant before him was not much taller, the sensation it gave was entirely different—a heavy, imposing presence.
Were all newcomers these days such monsters?
Garp could not help but sigh at this moment.
Now, he lacked confidence in defeating the Madara standing before him.
But setting that aside, Garp still greatly admired Uchiha Madara's ability.
This giant, now with wings, looked as though it could fly.
It was incredibly impressive!
Touching his hair, Garp's thoughts wandered briefly.
"Kuwahahaha! It's truly astonishing! Uchiha Madara faces the renowned demigod." Morgans said, his voice echoing across the sea and through live broadcasts worldwide.
"He is indeed the man who defeated Big Mom, now he unleashing even more terrifying power."
"Is he about to challenge a demigod?"
Morgans, who had been praising and marveling at Aizen's actions, grew even more animated upon seeing Madara's stance.
The world's top battles were always thrilling to watch.
Amid Morgans' commentary and the eager gazes of people worldwide and those present in the sea, Uchiha Madara made his move.
Now, he had entered the complete form of Susanoo.
This form, combined with his pupil techniques and other abilities, marked a qualitative leap in his strength.
Even the Marine hero Garp below, who had not used his full power earlier, was no longer taken seriously by Madara.
Clang!
With the crisp, resonant sound of a sword being drawn, Susanoo unsheathed its giant blade, which had previously been bare but was now encased in a scabbard.
In an instant, the great blue sword slashed toward Aizen, encompassing Garp as well.
Garp could feel a clear difference compared to before.
The pressure was far greater, and the speed was faster.
Even he found the speed excessive, especially for the enormous blue giant before him.
In such a situation, one could imagine the power of this giant sword.
At the very least, Garp realized he would need to exert his full strength to withstand it.
How would this gentle man respond to such an attack?
Since the strike would pass through Aizen before reaching him, Garp did not move but fixed his gaze on Aizen.
He was eager to see how this intriguing man would counter such a devastating assault.
Rumble!
A deafening explosion resounded across the sky.
The terrifying shockwave shattered the ice in the direction of Susanoo's sword.
The impact further fragmented the already broken ice layer.
Ocean currents roared, carrying countless ice crystals.
Though the scene was beautiful, no one paused to admire it.
Everyone's attention was riveted on the erupting battlefield, focused on the man with black-rimmed glasses and a gentle smile.
Shock registered on their faces.
"How is this possible?" they exclaimed.
At that moment, Madara's expression, atop Susanoo's forehead, was no longer calm.
He looked down at Aizen with some unease.
Aizen, with a single hand outstretched, as if grasping a toy, had caught Susanoo's giant sword—a blade capable of cleaving mountains.
The contrast between Aizen's small figure and the massive sword was stark, creating a profound sensory impact for onlookers.
"Truly incredible!" Garp said, his eyes nearly popping out as he stood beside Aizen.
It seemed to him that Aizen had exerted no effort.
Catching such a powerful strike was as effortless as eating or drinking.
Was this the strength of Sōsuke Aizen?
Click! Click!
A crisp sound followed.
Irregular cracks appeared on the giant sword.
Bang!
Like glass shattering, Susanoo's sword broke apart under Madara's grim expression.
The blue Chakra dissipated slowly in the air, resembling countless blue butterflies fluttering together.
"So powerful!" someone exclaimed.
"Is this the demigod Sōsuke Aizen? How can he be so strong?" another said.
"This man is invincible!" a third added.
As this scene unfolded, many on the surrounding ships looked at the distant man with solemn or even fearful expressions.
On the deck of the Sisters Sword Society's ship, Scarlet was equally stunned.
Moments ago, Sōsuke Aizen's Reiatsu—that immense Reiatsu that seemed to suppress the world—had been overwhelming.
It was comparable to her Bankai.
Yet, there was no sign of Aizen using his Zanpakutō.
For his Reiatsu to be so formidable was astonishing.
Her teacher had called her Reiatsu the pinnacle among Shinigami.
Even her friend Soralin, the captain, had a similar Reiatsu level, though Soralin's abilities and combat prowess were stronger.
Scarlet was shaken by this revelation.
Aizen had clearly surpassed the boundaries of a Shinigami.
In Soul Society, only her teacher, Unohana Retsu, and the captain of the Second Division, Chiyori—the teacher's daughter—possessed such intensity.
Chiyori's abilities were extraordinarily potent.
Regardless, Scarlet resolved to share this news, at least to alert her teacher.
Though she believed her teacher, with her strength, was likely already aware.
As Scarlet employed a special Kidō, others remained shocked by Aizen's power.
Morgans' voice, briefly silent, resumed with fervent commentary.
But Madara, on the battlefield, had no mood to listen to Morgans' loud voice.
He fixed his gaze on the man below.
"You wield the blade well." Aizen said, smiling as he delivered his mocking words.
"But such power does not seem to match your tone, Uchiha Madara."
Hearing Aizen's taunting remarks, Madara felt he had met his match.
Not in strength, but in that intangible quality—modernly termed as pretentiousness.
This man!
Looking at Aizen, Madara's expression darkened.
He had not anticipated this man's overwhelming strength.
His Sharingan had reached the Eternal Mangekyō level.
Yet, Aizen had crushed his sword with a single hand.
Even if he could summon another Susanoo or regenerate the great sword, the gap in raw power was glaringly obvious.
This was something Madara found truly unbearable.
( End of this Chapter. )