The aura of despair, accompanied by Bailegang's ruthless taunts, enveloped Zhaotian Boxuan and others.
They felt nothing but the darkness that symbolized death.
"Are the so-called laws... really a power that humans can control?"
Yusho Tian Hao Xuan has given up the struggle.
There is no other way to turn the tide of the battle.
What they are facing is a terrifying existence that may have mastered part of the power of 'laws'. This is probably a power that only real 'gods' can master, rather than the so-called 'gods of death' like them in Soul Society.
It is a power that should truly belong only to the gods. It is omnipotent and invincible. Even if it is just the slightest bit, it cannot be resisted by mortals like them.
Maybe it's just like what Bailegang said.
They are nothing but ants.
——
The dark mist blew by like a breeze, and there were no longer any figures on the battlefield including Akita Hakugen, Zaihou and Ohmaeda Kichiyo.
"..."
The aura of despair began to spread among the God of Death and the Masked Legion, and everyone's expressions became extremely ugly.
"Damn it!"
Aichuan Luowu roared and stepped on the ruins, "Xiaobo!"
"Xiaobo... he lost..." Fengqiaolou Juro's expression on the side also looked extremely ugly, "Now... it's going to be difficult."
"No, it won't be difficult..."
On the opposite side, Stark pointed the muzzle of his musket at the two of them mercilessly, "Soon you will be like them. The outcome of this war has already been determined. You cannot win no matter what."
"Oh? Really? Really?" Aikawa Luowu's face became extremely gloomy, "So you want to say... are all of you as strong as that?"
"No...that guy is indeed an exception." Stark turned his head and looked at Bailegang's back lightly, "But this cannot avoid the fact that you are destined to fail."
"Of course I understand the truth... With a guy like that here, you may really win, right? But..." Aikawa Luowu curled his lips slightly, and his tone became angry, "What does this have to do with you!?"
call--
The howling wind suddenly arrived in front of Stark, and Aikawa Luowu violently raised the Zanpakutō in his hand: "Crush him! Tengumaru!"
Violent spiritual pressure continued to overflow from the Zanpakutō sword, and in an instant the long sword in his hand turned into a huge mace, which was mercilessly smashed towards Stark.
The highest combat power of both sides may determine the outcome of the entire war, but that is what the captain should worry about. Before that, he is very angry, very angry! He will smash the enemy in front of him mercilessly!
"..."
Stark looked calmly at the mace coming towards him, raised his hands, and the musket trigger in his hand was slightly pulled.
boom--
Two blank bullets were fired mercilessly towards Aichuan Luowu's figure.
"Don't underestimate me! It's useless!"
Aikawa Luowu roared angrily, and the waving mace fell in advance, smashing the incoming bullets without mercy, and then continued to swing towards Stark.
"!"
boom--
A violent roar resounded, and the ground where Stark was originally cracked instantly.
"What a terrifying power..."
Stark's faint teasing voice came from behind.
Seeing the damage caused by this blow, he was indeed a little surprised, and was glad that he had dodged it.
"Humph, do you want to escape!?"
Aikawa Luowu's arm holding the mace suddenly exerted force, and once again pulled up the huge mace that had hit the ground, swung it violently and turned around.
"I won't let you escape!"
With a furious voice, his figure disappeared from the spot, even faster than before.
boom--
The exploding figure rushed forward instantly, and Stark seemed to be hit by the mace before he had time to react. The figure flew backwards and landed in the building.
Buzz——
Accompanied by the buzzing sound of metal, General Aikawa Luo swung the huge mace in his hand for several weeks before losing its power and then smashed into the ground and stopped. He looked at the dusty place in the distance with an expressionless face: "I will kill it as soon as possible.
I will kill you, and then go and avenge Xiaobo!"
"Why……"
In the ruins, Stark lay on the ground with a face full of decadence, "How about... you just go to Balegang for revenge? I won't stop you..."
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you talking about? Stark!" Lilynite, who turned into a musket in his hand, asked in surprise, "Can you show some energy? You will really be defeated like this!"
"What are you hitting? It hurts so much..." Stark patted the place where he was hit and seemed to have no intention of standing up again. "The final outcome is already determined anyway. Do I still need to show my energy? After all,
...No matter who is killed, it doesn't matter. Neither Lord Aizen nor the 'King' cares. No one cares about our life or death, because it will not have any impact on the final outcome. They only care.
It’s just the final outcome…”
"What...mean?" Aichuan Luowu frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Don't you understand?" Stark was lying in the ruins, looking ready to die. "It's like playing chess. No one cares how many pieces are used before the winner is determined. They only care about the final win or loss.
That’s all, after the chess game is over, new pieces will be placed on the chessboard.”
"what happened?"
Hobashiro Juro followed Aikawa Luowu to the ruins, "Has the winner been decided yet?"
"No, it's just that this guy seems to be indifferent." Aikawa Luowu replied calmly, and continued to swing the mace in his hand, "But it doesn't matter, no matter what he wants to do, I won't do it.
Show mercy."
As he spoke, just like before, before Fengqiaolou Juro had time to react, his figure disappeared again.
"Hey, hey, hey! No matter what, you have to cheer up first, Stark!?" Lilynite seemed to feel the approaching spiritual pressure, shouting anxiously, "You will be smashed to death if you lie here.
Ah! Even if they don’t care about our life or death, we still have to find a way to save our own lives! Why should we ruin it if we can survive?"
"No... I was just wondering, after death, like in Hueco Mundo, the 'King' will resurrect us." Stark stood up helplessly, "But forget it~
After all, it doesn’t seem good to drag you to death together. Let’s move on, Lilinite.”
"That's right!" Lilynette finally felt relieved after hearing this.
next moment.
boom--
The two intertwined guns met the huge mace that was coming, and the ripples caused by the fierce collision continued to spread around the two people.
"Have you shown your fighting spirit?" Aikawa Luo Wu's face was full of anger, "Then let me see, how strong can you be with such arrogance?"
"It's not as good as that guy from Balegang...but it should be more than enough to deal with you." Stark replied calmly,
"Is it?"
Aikawa Luowu's face became extremely gloomy, and he used a little force in his hands to repel Stark.
Then, he slowly raised his hands and put them on his face.
"Then let's try it!"
A ferocious mask suddenly appeared, and violent spiritual pressure began to rise on his body.
"Come on, Tengu Maru... My spiritual pressure is very hot, please bear with me..."
As he spoke, the spiritual pressure rising from Aikawa Luowu's body became more and more fiery, and soon enveloped the entire mace.
"'Fire-breathing gavel'!"
boom--
Accompanied by violent roars, red flames fell from the sky accompanied by heavy hammers, and the entire ruins suddenly became charred black as if they had experienced a fierce explosion.
Except for Aikawa Luowu, no one else could be seen in the spreading sea of fire.
He stepped on the ruins, carrying the mace on his shoulders, and the mask on his face was gradually dissipating, revealing the face that was still ferocious because of anger: "Did you escape again? Where are you hiding! Bastard!"
"Luo Wu, stay calm when fighting! Above!" Fengqiaolou Juro reminded with a slight frown.
He knew that Xiaobo's death was very heavy for everyone, but the enemy they were facing at this moment was not an opponent that could be crushed by anger alone.
"!"
Aikawa Luowu suddenly raised his head after hearing the reminder, and then the look on his face became ugly: "What is that...?"
He saw a 'pack of wolves'.
Stark stood condescendingly in mid-air, looking down at Aikawa Luowu and Hōqiaolou Juro who had arrived. Beside him, followed by a group of wolves who appeared at an unknown time.
He symbolizes "lonely death". It is precisely because of loneliness that he wants to "pack wolves".
"Stark... let's go."
Stark murmured his name, and the howl of the wolf filled the sky.
Yes, every wolf is actually himself, the product of his separated soul, not an illusion but an entity with the ability to attack!
"Be careful, it's coming!"
Looking at the attacking pack of wolves, Fengqiaolou Juro reminded.
At the same time, he has completed the virtualization.
Aikawa Luowu's charge just now was too reckless. Fortunately, the enemy in front of him didn't seem to be very serious, but it was different now. This Arrancar used his ability in front of them for the first time. They must treat it with caution.
"Understood!" Aichuan Luowu suppressed his anger after hearing this, and also entered a state of virtualization.
The two stood back to back, welcoming the wolves that were surrounding them.
"Ouch——"
The heart-shaking howls of wolves kept ringing. This was no illusion. Their souls seemed to be really being affected by the spiritual power of the wolves and were trembling unconsciously.
"Crush them! Tengumaru!"
"Play it! Kinsara!"
Facing the roaring attacks of the wolves, the two decisively released their Zanpakutō in an attempt to crush the wolves.
But the strange thing is that neither the mace transformed from 'Tengu Maru' nor the long blade transformed from 'Kin Rosa' can cause substantial damage to this group of wolves.
The moment the wolves were crushed, they recovered as if reborn from the ashes.
"Damn it! These guys seem to have no physical meaning, and physical attacks seem to have no effect!" Aikawa Luo Wu frowned slightly and complained.
"You don't need to tell me that I feel it too!" Juro Juro Fengqiao also frowned, "It's really troublesome... I hate this kind of magic-like but inexplicable move the most."
As he spoke, he once again danced the 'Kinsaro' in his hand: "'Kinsara' Performance No. 11 - 'Rose in the Twelve Nights'!"
As the fingers continued to pluck the long whip-shaped Zanpakuto like waving strings, explosive waves erupted at the end of the 'Kinsharo', like a blooming rose.
"This is more like magic, isn't it?" Looking at the place where the explosion occurred, Aikawa Luowu complained in shame.
"You know nothing, this is art!" Fengqiaolou Juro continued waving the 'Kinsara' in his hand calmly, "Explosion is art!"
boom--
At the end of the whip, another explosion caused by spiritual pressure spread among the wolves.
Hobashiro Juro elegantly controlled the distance of the explosion, only affecting the target and not hurting his own people at all.
However... they soon discovered that such explosions still seemed to have no effect on this group of strange spiritual wolves!
"Ouch——"
The roaring wolves broke through the waves and smoke of the explosion and finally approached the two of them.
"hateful!"
"What kind of weird move is this!?"
Aikawa Luowu roared angrily.
The wolf is obviously made of a spiritual body that cannot be hit no matter how hard it is hit, but it can launch real physical attacks.
Feeling the pain from the bitten part of his body, Aikawa Luowu angrily prepared to wave the mace in his hand: "I'm so annoying, I'm going to kill you!"
However, before he could take action, the next moment the strange spiritual pressure fluctuations coming from the spirit wolf made them all feel bad.
"!!?"
boom--
Violent fluctuations spread around the two people, and the spiritual power rising into the sky was huge.
After these spirit wolves bit them, they immediately blew themselves up.
"Ahem——"
A embarrassed figure sprang out from the bursting spiritual pressure beam.
"Roz! Ross! Are you okay!?"
Aikawa Luowu shouted angrily to his companions.
"It's okay! Damn it!"
Fengqiaolou Juro was also embarrassed by this strange move, and the expression on his face began to turn gloomy, "I seem to understand what these wolves are..."
"Virtual flash!" Aichuan Luowu answered without hesitation.
They had just felt the power of the explosion with their bodies. The feeling was exactly the same as being hit by a virtual flash. This was very familiar to them who also possessed the power of a virtual lightning.
"What a troublesome guy. These wolves are equivalent to false flashes fired from that guy's magazine. Doesn't this mean that the bullets fired by this guy have tracking effects and will not disappear if they don't hit the enemy?"
"No... you are mistaken. This is something more dangerous than the virtual flash."
Stark seemed to have heard the exchange between the two, and explained calmly, "The Void Flash cannot cause fatal damage to guys like you who also have the power of the Void. I separated my soul, tore it apart and fired it out.
Just like my compatriots, as my weapons for me to use, those wolves are both 'Linite' and 'Stark', indistinguishable from each other. This is me... no, us! The third 'Ten Blades'
, the abilities of Keyatei Stark and Lillynit Gingerbeck.”