They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 244 The battle of death is a battle of style.
How can it be……

Seeing his attack blocked by Konoha's two fingers, Byakuya Kuchiki's pupils contracted sharply in that instant.

His Shunpo (Flash Step) was once taught by Yoruichi Shihouin, who was known as the "God of Flash Step," making him a rare talent among the Shinigami of the Gotei 13.

But this guy in front of him, who was clearly one building behind him, still managed to block his attack.

And you only used two fingers?!
The Grim Reaper's combat system consists of four main elements: slashing, punching, walking, and demon attacks.

Slashing technique is a skill of swordsmanship;

Instant step is a speed of movement;
Fighting bare-handed is a battle without any equipment.

Ghostly arts are techniques of spiritual power.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's performance just now shows that his Shunpo and Hakuda techniques surpass his...

How can this be? !
"Your sword is too slow."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's voice was as calm as if he were stating an objective fact.

Humiliation! This is the ultimate humiliation!

Byakuya Kuchiki's rage nearly consumed his reason.

He suddenly exerted force on his wrist, trying to pull Senbonzakura from Mayuri's fingers, but the blade remained as if it were welded shut.

The spiritual pressure transmitted from the opponent's fingertips was heavy and viscous, like an invisible mountain, pressing down on his sword blade.

"Let's scatter, Senbonzakura."

The incantation of the Shikai rang out, and the blade reflected a cherry-colored brilliance under the moonlight. It then transformed into countless tiny blades, indistinguishable to the naked eye, sweeping towards Mayuri Kurotsuchi like a dazzling yet deadly storm.

However, faced with this all-pervasive storm of blades, Mayuri Kurotsuchi did not even adopt a defensive stance.

He simply stood there, watching the cherry-colored blade with great interest.

As the spiritual pressure unfolded, it transformed into an orange hexagonal field in mid-air.

This structure is the AT Field, known as the absolute defense in the Evangelion world.

This ability is also a soul-based ability, but it's the one he replicated in this world after analyzing the principles of the EVA world.

The next moment, Senbonzakura's blade collided with the AT field, producing a series of crisp clanging sounds, but it could not advance any further and finally drifted down helplessly.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Aizen's eyes lit up. As a master of the Kido, he actually had a technique that Aizen had never seen before.
And how could it so easily block a captain-level Zanpakuto without any chanting?

Seeing this, Byakuya Kuchiki's expression became more serious, and he also calmed down.

Judging from the exchange just now, he was far from being a match for Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who didn't even use his Zanpakuto!

No... we can't fight them head-on. We must stall for time until the other captains' reinforcements arrive!
Thinking of this, Byakuya Kuchiki's eyes narrowed, and he pointed the hilt of his sword vertically downwards, the blade slowly sinking into the ground beneath his feet, as if disappearing into a ripple.

"Solution—"

A deep and solemn voice echoed in the night sky, carrying unparalleled majesty and resolve.

"—Senbonzakura Kageyoshi!"

The earth trembled the moment the words were spoken.

Two rows of enormous blades rose up from the ground with a roar, towering behind Byakuya Kuchiki.

Immediately afterwards, these giant blades disintegrated in an instant, transforming into hundreds of millions of tiny blades shimmering with cherry blossom light.

It was no longer a storm, but a pink ocean, a vast expanse of blades capable of devouring and tearing everything apart!

The air around the entire Palace of Repentance was filled with this endless killing intent, emitting an unbearable buzzing sound.

"It's not bad as a landscape feature..."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi finally spoke, her tone carrying a hint of admiration, as if she were appreciating a work of art.

Before he finished speaking, he casually raised his right hand and spread his five fingers towards the sweeping sea of ​​blades.

As he moved, several AT positions superimposed and increased geometrically in front of him.

Then, he gently grasped the pink ocean.

Several AT positions began to overlap reflexively, followed by an instantaneous explosion.

There was no earth-shattering noise, nor any dazzling light effects.

Yes, it was a burst of spiritual pressure, pure to the extreme and domineering to the extreme.

The spiritual pressure was so solid and so immense that it even caused visible distortion in the surrounding space.

The pink ocean of blades, upon contact with this invisible barrier, was instantly swept away like sandstorms in a gale! Hundreds of millions of blades collided and tumbled wildly in the air, yet could not advance even an inch further.

They were forcibly pushed away and scattered by that overwhelming force, eventually turning into countless cherry blossom-colored specks of light, losing all their destructive power, and helplessly drifting away under the moonlight.

"..."

Upon seeing this, Byakuya Kuchiki froze on the spot, his frozen face revealing an expression of disbelief.

What did he see?
His own Bankai... Senbonzakura Kageyoshi... was... blown away... with a casual wave of his hand?

This is not a contest of skills, nor a game of tactics; it is the most primitive and unreasonable crushing force.

Just like a child who, no matter how much he swings a stick, cannot cause any harm to an adult.

The gap between them is just that vast.

How could this be...? How is this possible...? How could the spiritual pressure of a captain in the Technology Development Bureau reach such an unbelievable level?!
In that instant of distraction, a powerful impact slammed into his chest.

"boom--!"

Kuchiki Byakuya couldn't even see the other's movements clearly, only feeling an irresistible force coming at him, and the sound of his sternum shattering was clearly audible.

He was struck head-on by a battering ram, flying backward instantly. His body crashed through several walls of the Palace of Repentance, finally disappearing into the collapsing ruins, raising clouds of dust.

The whole world fell completely silent at that moment.

Aizen Sousuke slowly stood up, holding a small cube that emitted a faint blue light in his hand—the Hogyoku he had taken from Rukia's body.

He carefully put away the Hogyoku, then turned his gaze to the composed Mayuri Kurotsuchi beside him, and to the dust-filled ruins in the distance, a barely perceptible glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"You're really impressive, Captain Nie."

Aizen's tone was filled with genuine admiration, which was not just politeness but a heartfelt expression of emotion.

"He defeated the captain of the Sixth Division so easily without even using his Zanpakuto... This is truly an eye-opener for me."

Whether it's Kido or Zanpakuto, they are essentially techniques used by Shinigami to utilize their own spiritual power.

So, ultimately, the battle between Shinigami is a battle of spiritual pressure.

When the difference in spiritual pressure becomes too great, any technique becomes meaningless.

Just like Mayuri Kurotsuchi did, he completely defeated a Captain-level Shinigami in his Bankai state simply by relying on the speed of Shunpo, the skills of Hakuda, and the purest release of spiritual pressure.

"Captain Aizen could probably do that too, right?"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi shrugged and spoke casually, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

It's not that he didn't want to use a Zanpakuto. A Zanpakuto is a weapon deeply bound to the soul of a Shinigami; it is the embodiment of that soul.

As a transmigrator who had usurped the body, he was unable to communicate with the original owner's Zanpakuto, "Pishisochi Jizo," and therefore could not use it.

So it's not that he's being arrogant, but rather that he can only rely on these most basic abilities to fight at present.

"Ah……"

"If that's the case, then the upcoming battle should be fine, right?"

Upon hearing this, Aizen let out a meaningful chuckle. He didn't press further, but instead cast his gaze towards the vast sky beyond the Palace of Penitence.
He took a step and slowly walked out of the prison ruins.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi followed behind him, and the two stood side by side atop the towering Palace of Penitence.

Under the cold moonlight, their figures appeared exceptionally solitary.

In front of them, and on the tops of the surrounding buildings, figures appeared one after another.

The sound of air being torn apart by the Instant Step echoed one after another, and spiritual pressure converged from all directions like a tide, completely sealing off this area.

With the exception of the captains who were lured away by Aizen's scheme and those who were fighting against the Ryoka, almost all of the Gotei 13's top combat power arrived at this moment.

Gin Ichimaru, Kaname Tosen, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Kenpachi Zaraki, Retsu Unohana... the figures of the captains were clearly visible in the moonlight, with their respective vice-captains and executive officers standing beside them.

At the very front of everyone stood a short, muscular old man, leaning on a seemingly ordinary wooden cane, his eyes closed, yet radiating a terrifying spiritual pressure as powerful as the sun, enough to dim the very heavens and earth.

Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

He slowly opened his eyes, which had witnessed thousands of years of history, and his sharp, knife-like gaze locked onto Aizen and Mayuri Kurotsuchi, who were standing high above.

“Aizen Sousuke… Mayuri Kurotsuchi…”

An aged yet majestic voice resounded throughout the night sky.

"You two need to give me an explanation."

(End of this chapter)