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Moyu's words drove Bahamut into deep self-doubt. The pain coursing through his ruined body stripped him of the will to fight. This was not a battle between equals. The crushing weight of Moyu's black Reiatsu closed in like an invisible hand, pinching his heart until even breathing became agony.
Bahamut crouched in the crater, body sinking deeper into the pit, flesh writhing grotesquely against his bones in a posture that was no longer human. Under the oppression of Ultimate Reiatsu, his frame cracked like firecrackers bursting in sequence, bones shattering, blood erupting from every seam of his body. The spectacle was as horrifying as it was spectacular.
"King, you will not always fail," Bahamut's voice rumbled from within the pit, bones snapping as blood pooled into a crimson stream beneath him.
"No one succeeds forever," Moyu replied evenly. "But before absolute power, the so-called seeds of defiance are nothing more than fantasy. You've already reached your limit."
Bahamut tried to rise beneath the suffocating weight of Moyu's Reiatsu, but his body betrayed him. Another wave of spiritual pressure fell like a hammer.
Boom.
A sharper crack rang out—vertebrae breaking at last. His final hope of standing vanished with the sound.
"Hahaha…" A broken, crazed laughter echoed from the depths of the crater. Despair flashed in Bahamut's dark red eyes. "Then let us return to the abyss together! Burn the Void, Ming!"
The flesh writhing across his body suddenly ignited with gray fire. Reiatsu surged from the pit like an ocean tide, reversing the flow of the battlefield.
Every clash across the desert faltered. Combatants paused, heads turning toward the abyss where Moyu stood.
"You've got to be kidding me…" Ruby muttered, face pale. "That monster Bahamut still has this much Reiatsu left? Is this what Moyu is up against?"
Unohana lowered her eyes, a thoughtful gleam flickering. "It seems I must work harder. Grimmjow… I expect nothing less than your best."
Grimmjow's heart lurched at her words. He lifted his gaze only to find her black hair swaying, eyes burning with killing intent, a suffocating aura spreading around her. A chill ran through him, dread tightening in his chest.
Moyu observed calmly, noting how vast amounts of white sand were being drawn into the pit. Bahamut's Reiatsu no longer merely resisted—it rivaled his own. His power pressed closer to the brink of destruction itself.
The Espada's body dissolved into blood and sinew, dispersing into the desert and fusing with the realm around them.
Suddenly Bahamut's Reiatsu descended again, this time from the heavens. Clouds surged across the sky, blotting out the sun, as a colossal gray sphere condensed beneath them. From below it resembled the maw of a beast opening wide, devouring the world. Light speared outward, and space itself tore at its touch.
Boom.
The gray orb plummeted like a fallen star, swallowing the battlefield in its glow.
A fully-charged King's Cero.
Its breadth was so immense it consumed even the outer battlefields. Moyu stood at the epicenter, no room to evade. Thunder rolled through the heavens as the beam tore through the world.
"Meet death!" Bahamut's voice bellowed within the storm. "I will always remember your name, Kuchiki Moyu!"
The roar was so violent it rattled even the barriers of Negación, making the dimension itself tremble.
Yet Moyu's face did not change. Amid the roar, his calm voice resounded, carrying over the chaos like iron.
"Hadō no Kyūjūkyū—Goryūtenmetsu."
The words were an invocation and a verdict. The desert split beneath him, black Reiatsu erupting like rivers tearing through the land, sand shattering, space rending apart. Cracks spidered across the battlefield, stones reduced to rubble beneath the crushing pressure.
In the sky above, his Reiatsu coalesced into five colossal dragons of shadow, their bodies spanning thousands of meters as they circled him in a spiral of destruction.
He pressed two fingers forward.
The roar that followed drowned the heavens.
Rumble.
The five dragons launched, colliding with Bahamut's King Cero in mid-air. Gray light and black fury crashed together, their clash ripping cracks into the void itself. On the surface they seemed locked in stalemate, but Bahamut quickly realized the truth.
The dragons roared, tearing into his Cero with merciless force. Within a few breaths, the massive beam fractured and collapsed, ripped apart under their assault.
The black dragons did not stop. They carved straight through the clouds, obliterating the heavens themselves. Light burst, and the sky cleared as if wiped clean.
Where Goryūtenmetsu passed, even the breath of the world was erased.
Bahamut, annihilated.
Moyu's brow furrowed slightly. Victory brought no joy. Even with Bahamut dead, the world constructed by Negación did not fade. It remained sealed, unbroken.
"What a troublesome ability," Moyu muttered. For now, forcing a breach was pointless. Better to end the other battles first.
His eyes turned toward the edges of the battlefield.
Unohana pressed her foe without pause, overwhelming completely, her pressure suffocating. Grimmjow was already being pushed into the rhythm of defeat. Zommari, despite his vaunted speed, faltered against Nilu's released form, his Reiatsu thinning under attrition, his death inevitable. Ruby fared no better—six of her eight blade-tentacles already hacked away by Zaraki Kenpachi, her arrogance shattered as she flailed helplessly beneath his blows.
But it was the last battlefield that held Moyu's attention.
"Ghou Xu's ability…"
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