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

Chapter 245 Combat
"We're just here to pick up some things..."

Faced with this formidable display that would terrify any sinner, Aizen Sousuke simply adjusted his glasses and spoke casually.

As he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and took off the black-rimmed glasses that had been with him for many years.

Click.

A soft click, like a switch being turned on.

He casually crushed the glasses, letting the shards slip through his fingers.

Then, he used his free right hand to brush his smooth brown hair back.

With just such a simple action, the person's entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change.

If Aizen Sousuke was a gentle, refined, and intellectually composed scholar before, then the one standing there now is a monarch who looks down upon the world and oversees all living beings.

Those eyes, no longer obscured by glasses, flowed with absolute confidence, an arrogance that seemed to stand high above and look down upon all living beings.

What followed was an unimaginable, violent spiritual pressure, like a volcanic eruption, that swept across the entire Seireitei!
"boom--!"

That wasn't a sound, but rather a violent impact on space and perception caused by the materialization of spiritual pressure.

The air became thick and watery, making breathing incredibly difficult.
All the vice-captain level Grim Reapers on the field turned pale, and those with slightly weaker strength even had their legs go weak and almost knelt on the ground.

They felt like a small boat in a raging storm, about to be torn to pieces by the terrifying spiritual pressure.

Even the team captains present all had their pupils shrink and their faces showed horror.

This spiritual pressure was domineering, profound, and boundless, like an endless abyss, making it impossible for anyone to fathom its limits!
This is completely different from the Aizen they admire...

"This...this is..."

Hitsugaya Toshiro's jaw was chattering as he stared incredulously at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Is this really the Aizen Sousuke, the fifth division captain he knows?

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and for the first time in a thousand years, his face showed such obvious astonishment.

He never expected that this man, who always presented a gentle demeanor, would possess such terrifying and unparalleled power!

Because of the invasion of the travelers, most of the captains were tied up in various places, and only a few were able to get here at this moment... The situation became more complicated than ever before.

However, before Captain-Commander Yamamoto could give any orders, a white figure filled with boundless rage transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed out!

"Aizen!"

"Why did you fake your death! Why did you deceive Hinamori!"

Hitsugaya Toshiro's roar tore through the night sky, his eyes bloodshot.

He couldn't accept that the captain he once admired and whom Hinamori Momo trusted implicitly was actually the mastermind behind all of this.

With a heart-wrenching question, Hyōrinmaru was drawn from its sheath, the sharp blade transforming into a giant ice dragon, roaring as it charged towards Aizen high above.

"Toshiro! Come back!"

not good!

Yamamoto was startled by what he saw and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Anger blinds one to reality, and in the face of such a vast difference in spiritual pressure, such impulsiveness is tantamount to courting death.

He made a decisive decision and shouted in a deep voice:

"Komamura! Go help Hitsugaya!"

"Yes!"

Standing to the side, the 7th Division Captain Komamura Sajin immediately moved in response, chasing after Hitsugaya's figure.

The moment the words left his mouth, Captain-Commander Yamamoto vanished from his spot.

Without the sound of wind generated by his Instant Step, without any trace of his spiritual energy dissipating, he simply vanished into thin air, as if he had been erased from this space.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

Despite his aged body, this Shunpo, which had accumulated a thousand years of power, was more than twice as fast and more advanced than Kuchiki Byakuya in his rage just now!
Due to limited combat strength and the spiritual pressure displayed by Aizen, he decided to end the battle quickly...

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

The old man's strong hands gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the seemingly unadorned Zanpakuto, "Ryujin Jakka," was already drawn.

There were no fancy moves, no chanted incantations, just a pure slash containing boundless power and the ultimate principles of swordsmanship.

The blade sliced ​​through the night sky, bringing not wind, but a vacuum slash wave composed purely of power.

Boom! Rumble—!
The sheer pressure from that single strike instantly sliced ​​through and flattened several buildings surrounding the top of the Palace of Repentance as if they were made of paper, sending massive stones flying and dust billowing into the sky. However, Captain-Commander Yamamoto showed no sign of relief at his victory; instead, he stared at the scene before him with a grave expression.

"Heh heh~ Do you think I'm an easy target?"
This won't do..."

Before his blade, an orange hexagonal barrier quietly appeared, impenetrably blocking this earth-shattering attack.

After establishing that absolute stance, Mayuri Kurotsuchi said with a hint of helplessness.

Is it the path of the ghosts?
The thought flashed through Yamamoto's mind in an instant.

No, that's not right.

This was not any kind of ghost path he knew.

Is it a purely defensive spell? How can it be so powerful? Most importantly, it forgoes chanting and can still so easily block his attack!
Just how many secrets is the captain of the 12th Division hiding?

Since the first attack failed...

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's eyes narrowed, his arm muscles bulged instantly, and immense spiritual pressure was once again poured into the blade.

Then let's deliver another blow!
"drink!"

With a deep shout, the second strike landed with the force of thunder, striking the same spot hard!
boom--! ! !
This time, a violent explosion resounded through the sky. The orange barrier collided violently with Yamamoto's sword pressure, bursting out with dazzling light. The violent energy shockwave spread outward in a ring, lifting the already damaged ground into another layer!
As the smoke cleared, Mayuri Kurotsuchi stood calmly in the same spot, but a barely perceptible crack had appeared on the [AT Field] in front of him.

"Wow, wow...that's amazing!"

"As expected of the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society, his pure physical attacks are actually capable of achieving this level of damage..."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi looked at the crack and exclaimed in genuine admiration.

【AT Horizon】, short for Absolute Terror Field.

This is the ultimate barrier, originating from another world and built upon the foundation of the soul.

Its essence is the exclusive mental barrier created by living organisms in order to maintain their self and refuse contact with the outside world.

Therefore, it is able to neutralize and defend against any form of external interference that is intended to intrude, hence the name "absolute defense".

In this world composed of spirit particles, the power of the soul is amplified infinitely, making it even easier to construct an [AT Field] than in the original world.

Its defensive strength is entirely determined by the caster's own spiritual pressure.

Given Mayuri Kurotsuchi's immense spiritual pressure, which is enough to rival Aizen's at this moment, the strength of the [AT Field] he constructed is unimaginable.

However, this seemingly "absolute" barrier was actually cracked by Yamamoto Genryusai without relying on any fancy abilities, using only pure slashing strikes.

The title of the strongest Grim Reaper is truly well-deserved.

But unfortunately...

Mayuri Kurotsuchi's lips curled into a mocking smile.

When these Grim Reapers appeared and successfully drew all their attention, their objective was already achieved...

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's brow furrowed even deeper.

This strange orange field is somewhat similar in nature to the "anti-membrane" used by the Hollows of Hueco Mundo to save their companions. Once formed, it can isolate the inner and outer worlds for a short period of time, making it impenetrable to any attack.

However, the anti-membrane is a one-time rescue skill, while what's in front of us seems to be a conventional defense method that can be used at will.

Troublesome guy...

Since conventional slashes are not easily effective, the only option is to use the most fundamental force to completely incinerate it!

Thinking of this, Captain-Commander Yamamoto gripped the blade of his sword tightly.

In that instant, the surrounding air temperature began to rise sharply, and the rubble and gravel underfoot turned charred and reddish-brown at a visible speed, and even began to melt.

A scorching aura, seemingly emanating from the depths of hell and capable of incinerating everything, burst forth from his aged body.

He slowly raised the knife in his hand.

A spark ignited on the blade.

Immediately afterward, that spark transformed into a raging inferno in an instant, the blazing fire completely engulfing the entire Zanpakuto, the towering flames illuminating half the night sky as if it were daytime!
That was no ordinary flame, but a flame of destruction that condensed the power of the strongest and oldest Zanpakuto in Soul Society.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni slowly opened his eyes, which held the marks of a thousand years of history, and his voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"All things return to ashes."

"Flowing blade like fire!"

(End of this chapter)