"Place Bakudō #26 near the Gigai," Yoruichi Shihōin instructed. "That way, even Captain-level Shinigami won't notice us." Rukia, understandi
"Place Bakudō #26 near the Gigai," Yoruichi Shihōin instructed. "That way, even Captain-level Shinigami won't notice us."
Rukia, understanding, whispered, "Bakudō #26, Kyokkō!"
White light surged from her fingertips, enveloping the Gigai and Rukia within. Her form gradually faded from view.
Moments later, a spiritual pressure fluctuation appeared in the distance. A Senkaimon opened, and a Shinigami clad in a white haori and sporting bizarre headgear emerged. His crazed expression caused an instinctive aversion. His pale skin and dark face revealed his identity: Captain of the Twelfth Division, Director of the Research and Development Institute, Kurotsuchi Mayuri!
The moment he stepped through the Senkaimon, he inhaled deeply.
"The scent of powerful Hollows, kek kek!" he cackled. "I've never encountered such powerful Hollows!"
Kurotsuchi Mayuri, constantly monitoring the situation, wouldn't miss an opportunity to acquire a high-quality specimen like Barragan. As Kurotsuchi Mayuri emerged, the Senkaimon closed.
"Yo, Kyōraku-kun!" Kurotsuchi Mayuri called from afar. "Try to leave some body parts for research! A live specimen would be even better! Don't worry about fighting; I've shielded you from Seireitei."
Kyōraku Callum's mind stirred. Kurotsuchi Mayuri's arrival wasn't solely for Barragan; he likely sought to verify a hypothesis.
Since Kurotsuchi Mayuri was so considerate as to shield them from Seireitei, Kyōraku Callum could fight without restraint.
"Two more Shinigami," Barragan observed, his white eyebrows furrowing, his aura intensifying.
"It matters not; merely an extra strike."
He clearly disregarded Kurotsuchi Mayuri and Nemu Kurotsuchi. Kurotsuchi Mayuri's spiritual pressure was only at a typical Captain level.
His strength lay not in combat, but in science—his primary productive and combative force. In this, he surprisingly mirrored Urahara Kisuke, despite their many conflicts.
Kyōraku Callum slowly drew his Zanpakutō.
"Let's not waste time," he murmured. "Let's end your long, tedious life."
"Arrogant fool," Barragan scoffed. "Is this the confidence gained from killing my three Fracción? If you believe you're on my level… you're gravely mistaken!"
With that, Barragan's massive axe slashed towards Kyōraku Callum with terrifying speed, exceeding the visual perception of ordinary Shinigami.
From Rukia's perspective, only a blur passed before the axe neared Kyōraku Callum.
Rukia's heart leaped into her throat.
She had come to view Kyōraku Callum as an inseparable part of her life. Seeing him in danger, she instinctively wanted to rush to his aid.
Fortunately, a black cat sat on her shoulder.
"Calm yourself, Rukia," a raspy voice said. "Have a little faith in Kyōraku. The man who defeated Kenpachi Zaraki is no longer bound by the title of Vice-Captain.
His strength now ranks among the top Captains!" Yoruichi Shihōin's voice was filled with unwavering confidence.
A sharp clang echoed above Shiba as the immense force of Barragan's axe collided with Kyōraku Callum's blade. Kyōraku Callum frowned, feeling the pressure.
"He's a Vasto Lorde-class Arrancar; I can't underestimate him!"
As if hearing Kyōraku Callum's thoughts, Barragan sneered. "Shinigami, your strength is insignificant. Bravado won't improve your chances!"
BOOM! Veins bulged on Barragan's thick arm as he swung the axe again, unleashing his full power.
A tremendous sound echoed as the axe struck Kyōraku Callum's Zanpakutō, like a thunderclap in a storm.
A terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact, visible ripples shaking nearby buildings.
RUMBLE! Buildings designed to withstand a magnitude 7 earthquake crumbled instantly under the force.
Debris rained down, raising a cloud of dust that obscured the sky.
"Fascinating!" Kurotsuchi Mayuri exclaimed, pulling out a notepad and pen to record his observations. "Absolute power suppression, exceeding any Captain. In terms of raw power, it reaches the highest level recorded: 100."
The scratching of his pen was jarringly loud in the silent battlefield.
Nemu Kurotsuchi, however, remained impassive; nothing was more important than protecting Kurotsuchi Mayuri.
Space warped; Kyōraku Callum's senses sharpened as Barragan vanished.
Sonído!
A gust of wind hit him from behind. Kyōraku Callum spun, his Zanpakutō held behind him.
A dull thud echoed as the impact sent him flying hundreds of meters.
"Hmm?" Barragan chuckled. "You managed to react. Unexpected."
Kyōraku Callum stopped in mid-air, his expression calm. "Is that all you're capable of? You seem rather proud of it."
Barragan's laughter subsided, surprised. "You seem to know my abilities quite well."
Kyōraku Callum held his Zanpakutō, its tip pointing downwards. "For the Espada, death takes many forms. Different forms of death correspond to your different abilities."
Barragan's expression slowly shifted to one of disbelief.
After a long moment, he laughed, his feet barely touching the ground.
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