Chapter 12: Total Submission
Blazing yellow lightning suddenly erupted, tearing through the night with the sound of Raikōhō, attacking Gilgamesh with an imposing might.
The higher the sequence number of a Hado, the greater its power.
The previous Sōkatsui was only a Hado of sequence 33, while the current Raikōhō was a Hado of sequence 63, and also the strongest Hado Ōmaeda Marechiyo had mastered.
Ōmaeda Marechiyo was full of confidence in his Raikōhō; he didn't believe Vimana could still block it.
Boom!
Amidst an explosion, violently surging lightning illuminated the night sky from the rising smoke.
Under Ōmaeda Marechiyo's expectant gaze, the smoke and lightning gradually dissipated, revealing once again that fleeting light barrier.
His expression froze, Ōmaeda Marechiyo looked at this scene in disbelief, unable to accept the reality.
Even a Hado of sequence 63 couldn't break through Vimana's light barrier defense. What exactly was this thing?
Could it really be a Zanpakuto?
But how could his spiritual pressure be so weak?
Could it be some item that can suppress spiritual pressure?
At this moment, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's mind was violently shaking, and one question after another surfaced in his mind.
Through the illumination of the All-Knowing and Almighty Star, Gilgamesh perceived Ōmaeda Marechiyo's thoughts and knew his current state.
Feeling that it was almost time, Gilgamesh decided to add fuel to the fire.
Gilgamesh remained lazily seated on his exclusive Throne of Heroes, slowly speaking, "Ōmaeda Marechiyo, why have you stopped attacking?"
"Although Hado is useless, don't you still have a Zanpakuto, and Shikai?"
"Are you planning to give up?"
"If so, that would truly disappoint me."
"I never expected the Lieutenant of the Gotei 13's Second Division to possess such feeble strength."
Ōmaeda Marechiyo, whose mind was already wavering, felt his blood surging and his spiritual pressure becoming chaotic upon hearing Gilgamesh's words, with veins throbbing on his forehead.
Before Gilgamesh could finish, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's plump face twisted slightly, and he roared, "Brat, I originally intended to hold back and not harm your life."
"But now, I will no longer hold back!"
"I will let you know what price must be paid for angering a Lieutenant!"
With that, Ōmaeda Marechiyo suddenly drew his Zanpakuto.
Terrifying spiritual pressure erupted from Ōmaeda Marechiyo at this moment, and the surrounding space seemed to suddenly suffer terrifying pressure, making even the air heavy.
"Crush him, Gokei!"
As Ōmaeda Marechiyo's Shikai command fell, his Zanpakuto suddenly transformed from a sword into a giant meteor hammer.
This was Ōmaeda Marechiyo's Zanpakuto—Gokei.
Gokei was a direct physical attack type Zanpakuto. After Shikai, Ōmaeda Marechiyo directly lifted Gokei and heavily smashed it towards Vimana.
Gokei's power was immense; even the load-bearing pillars of a tall building would be directly shattered.
Gilgamesh's expression remained unchanged as he watched Gokei attack.
In terms of destructive power alone, Raikōhō was actually superior to the Shikai of Gokei.
However, Raikōhō was a spiritual attack, while Gokei was a physical attack, so the two could not be directly compared.
Of course, for Gilgamesh, whether it was Raikōhō or Gokei, there was no difference.
Because Gilgamesh already knew that Ōmaeda Marechiyo's strength was insufficient to forcibly break through Vimana's defense system.
Unless he could use Bankai.
And besides Bankai, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's only chance was to continuously attack and consume Vimana's reserve energy.
Only by exhausting Vimana's reserve energy could he break through Vimana's defense system and approach him.
However, Ōmaeda Marechiyo obviously didn't know this.
Completely confused, he couldn't perceive this either.
Bang!
Looking at the light barrier that Vimana raised again, and seeing the Shikai Gokei blocked by the light barrier, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's expression completely froze, and his pupils trembled violently.
At this moment, Ōmaeda Marechiyo finally recognized a fact.
Regardless of Gilgamesh's own strength, as long as Vimana existed, he would be invincible, and he himself could never defeat him.
One must know that he was a Lieutenant of the Gotei 13, a strong individual second only to the Captains.
Yet he couldn't defeat a brat who appeared to be around 10 years old.
This fact made Ōmaeda Marechiyo begin to doubt his life.
At the same time, Ōmaeda Marechiyo became increasingly wary of Gilgamesh's origin and background.
In his opinion, only the Four Great Noble Clans within the Seireitei had the foundation to possess such divine weapons as Vimana.
And Gilgamesh's ability to control Vimana meant he must be highly valued by his family, very likely to be the next clan head.
As for why someone of Gilgamesh's status would come to such a remote and chaotic Hōkō, Ōmaeda Marechiyo didn't know, nor did he need to know.
He only needed to know Gilgamesh's background and origin, and that was enough.
Forming connections with the Four Great Noble Clans of the Seireitei would be entirely beneficial for the Da Maeda Family.
After all, the members of the Soul Society's highest judicial body—the Central 46—were mostly from the Four Great Noble Clans.
With his mind racing, Ōmaeda Marechiyo quickly figured out the key point.
Then, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's expression became amiable, and he said with a smile, "I apologize, I was rude just now."
"I will return now and have my family send professional construction personnel over. You can just give them any instructions you have then."
With that, Ōmaeda Marechiyo turned and left.
In Gilgamesh's deep, wine-red eyes, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's departing back was reflected.
Ōmaeda Marechiyo's thoughts were all seen through by Gilgamesh.
And all of this proceeded according to Gilgamesh's plan.
Time flowed.
Ōmaeda Marechiyo rushed back to his family's residence, and after explaining things to his father, he returned to the Second Division barracks located within the Seireitei.
As soon as he returned to the barracks, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's body couldn't help but tremble, feeling a strange chill Attack.
At the same time, a cold voice came from behind him, "Ōmaeda, you are a bit late returning. How was today's mission?"
Looking at Suì-Fēng, who had appeared behind him at some unknown time, Ōmaeda Marechiyo's expression unconsciously became reserved, and he said, "The mission has been completed."
Suì-Fēng nodded slightly upon hearing this, saying nothing more, and directly walked past Ōmaeda Marechiyo, intending to leave.
At this moment, Ōmaeda Marechiyo seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask, "Captain, do you know of any divine weapons in the Soul Society that can carry people in flight?"
Suì-Fēng stopped, turned to look at Ōmaeda Marechiyo, and frowned slightly, saying, "Why do you ask? Can't we Shinigami fly directly with Shunpo?"
Ōmaeda Marechiyo chuckled awkwardly, "I was just curious, asking."
Suì-Fēng turned and left upon hearing this, leaving a sentence: "The Shihoin family's divine artifact, tentōken, can carry people in flight."
tentōken?
Ōmaeda Marechiyo was stunned for a moment, and a bone-like object resembling a dragon's spine couldn't help but appear in his mind.
He remembered that tentōken could unfold a single bone wing simply by injecting spiritual power, thus allowing people to fly in the sky, making it a unique and precious item in the Soul Society.
But with Vimana as a comparison, Ōmaeda Marechiyo only wanted to say:
"Excuse me, what kind of junk is tentōken?"
The image is of tentōken.
End of Chapter