My muscles trembled as my spiritual pressure surged, coalescing within my body and siphoning in every last speck of spiritual particles around me.
My body began to shrink until I was around two meters tall. My armor grew more robust, and my hidden spikes became larger in proportion to my body. As the transformation continued, my mask began to change as well. What was once a full mask now only covered my mouth, but its teeth were as big as ever.
With a fierce roar, I flung my arms wide, unleashing a torrent of blue-tinted spiritual energy that surged out from me like a tidal wave. Its sheer force caused the air around me to quiver and quake in response, a testament to my newfound strength.
For a moment, Gin Ichimaru stood there, his eyes wide open. but he never lost his unnerving smile.
I took advantage of his momentary lapse and fired dozens of balas from my arm's spikes. I had thought they were meant to skewer my enemies, but it turned out they were actually meant to condense my spiritual power, making it easier to fire cero and bala.
Ichimaru managed to dodge to the right, but my attack still managed to hit his left shoulder.
"Are you perhaps angry?" He tried to appear calm, but I could see his shoulder through a hole in his clothes. A big bruise was starting to form there. "He was such an eyesore"
"Shut up," I snapped back, preparing my next move.
"Bankai: Kamishini No Yari" I had no time, he had gotten serious.
His blade grew so long that I couldn't see its end, and it shone with a white light so intense that Hueco Mundo seemed to have a sun.
I barely managed to see his arms going upward. I lifted my arms a bit, covering myself. The force of the impact sending a shockwave through my body. A searing pain shot through my arms, accompanied by the sickening cracking sound.
I had managed to block the blow, but my arms now hung limp at my sides, and an intense burning sensation coursed through my body every time I tried to move them.
"Damn it!" I growled through, my anger fueling my determination to take him down.
Immediately, I gathered all my spiritual power into my mouth, my jaw crunching from the pressure, and fired towards the sky.
The massive cero exploded with a deafening roar, a powerful shockwave rippled outwards, sending a rain of attacks around us.
If I couldn't defeat him with speed, then I would overwhelm him with so many attacks that he would be unable to move, leaving him vulnerable to my next move..
A cloud of smoke filled our surroundings, masking our figures, making it impossible to tell if I had succeeded.
As the sand cleared, I saw Ichimaru standing before me, his clothes riddled with holes. Despite my assault, he was unharmed and that infuriating smile remained plastered on his face.
"That was not fun, little snake," he mocked. "Now, I need to punish you."
Before I could react, he closed the distance between us in a fraction of a second, my tail sending a searing current as he stomped down on it.
"Die," I snarled, throwing a punch. The pain in my arms was unbearable, but I pushed through it. However, my attack was futile as his sealed sword pierced my left chest. I gasped in shock as a burning pain spread through my body, blood dripping from the wound.
The agony was too much to bear, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Stop!" said a commanding voice that echoed through the desert. "Lord Aizen wants him. Vasto Lordes are really rare."
"You are so boring, Tousen." Ichimaru retracted his sword, causing the pain in my chest to multiply. I fell to my knees, my body was numb, my breath heavy. I could barely understand what was happening around me.
"Let's go," Ichimaru said, and for a moment, all the weight left my body. But before I could take a breath, something hit me hard in the stomach. I screamed out in pain, collapsing onto his shoulder.
"We're already late because of you," a voice said, and through my half-closed eyes, I saw a dark-skinned man with glasses around his eyes. My mind was hazy, and it was hard to focus.
I could feel the rough texture of clothes against my skin. "We have what we came for." The silver haired man said, and I realized with a jolt that I was being carried away.
As we disappeared into the darkness of Hueco Mundo, I struggled to keep my eyes open. "I am being carried by Ichimaru," I realized, and then my world became dark.
My muscles trembled as my spiritual pressure surged, coalescing within my body and siphoning in every last speck of spiritual particles around me.
My body began to shrink until I was around two meters tall. My armor grew more robust, and my hidden spikes became larger in proportion to my body. As the transformation continued, my mask began to change as well. What was once a full mask now only covered my mouth, but its teeth were as big as ever.
With a fierce roar, I flung my arms wide, unleashing a torrent of blue-tinted spiritual energy that surged out from me like a tidal wave. Its sheer force caused the air around me to quiver and quake in response, a testament to my newfound strength.
For a moment, Gin Ichimaru stood there, his eyes wide open. but he never lost his unnerving smile.
I took advantage of his momentary lapse and fired dozens of balas from my arm's spikes. I had thought they were meant to skewer my enemies, but it turned out they were actually meant to condense my spiritual power, making it easier to fire cero and bala.
Ichimaru managed to dodge to the right, but my attack still managed to hit his left shoulder.
"Are you perhaps angry?" He tried to appear calm, but I could see his shoulder through a hole in his clothes. A big bruise was starting to form there. "He was such an eyesore"
"Shut up," I snapped back, preparing my next move.
"Bankai: Kamishini No Yari" I had no time, he had gotten serious.
His blade grew so long that I couldn't see its end, and it shone with a white light so intense that Hueco Mundo seemed to have a sun.
I barely managed to see his arms going upward. I lifted my arms a bit, covering myself. The force of the impact sending a shockwave through my body. A searing pain shot through my arms, accompanied by the sickening cracking sound.
I had managed to block the blow, but my arms now hung limp at my sides, and an intense burning sensation coursed through my body every time I tried to move them.
"Damn it!" I growled through, my anger fueling my determination to take him down.
Immediately, I gathered all my spiritual power into my mouth, my jaw crunching from the pressure, and fired towards the sky.
The massive cero exploded with a deafening roar, a powerful shockwave rippled outwards, sending a rain of attacks around us.
If I couldn't defeat him with speed, then I would overwhelm him with so many attacks that he would be unable to move, leaving him vulnerable to my next move..
A cloud of smoke filled our surroundings, masking our figures, making it impossible to tell if I had succeeded.
As the sand cleared, I saw Ichimaru standing before me, his clothes riddled with holes. Despite my assault, he was unharmed and that infuriating smile remained plastered on his face.
"That was not fun, little snake," he mocked. "Now, I need to punish you."
Before I could react, he closed the distance between us in a fraction of a second, my tail sending a searing current as he stomped down on it.
"Die," I snarled, throwing a punch. The pain in my arms was unbearable, but I pushed through it. However, my attack was futile as his sealed sword pierced my left chest. I gasped in shock as a burning pain spread through my body, blood dripping from the wound.
The agony was too much to bear, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Stop!" said a commanding voice that echoed through the desert. "Lord Aizen wants him. Vasto Lordes are really rare."
"You are so boring, Tousen." Ichimaru retracted his sword, causing the pain in my chest to multiply. I fell to my knees, my body was numb, my breath heavy. I could barely understand what was happening around me.
"Let's go," Ichimaru said, and for a moment, all the weight left my body. But before I could take a breath, something hit me hard in the stomach. I screamed out in pain, collapsing onto his shoulder.
"We're already late because of you," a voice said, and through my half-closed eyes, I saw a dark-skinned man with glasses around his eyes. My mind was hazy, and it was hard to focus.
I could feel the rough texture of clothes against my skin. "We have what we came for." The silver haired man said, and I realized with a jolt that I was being carried away.
As we disappeared into the darkness of Hueco Mundo, I struggled to keep my eyes open. "I am being carried by Ichimaru," I realized, and then my world became dark.
