Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 305 Confession on Double Kill Hill

"Let me out!!"

As she roared, Nika swung her blade repeatedly, striking her sister's sword and unleashing bursts of spiritual pressure and fire.

"No! I absolutely cannot let you continue down this wrong path!"

Hinai's strength was far inferior to Nika's, and the fact that this Feitian weapon was actually very difficult to use put her at a disadvantage for a time.

But she gritted her teeth and desperately maintained her defense, trying to subdue Nika.

The twins, who once depended on each other for survival, now turn against each other with knives because of their completely different beliefs.

"Why... why don't you understand?!" Nika's eyes were filled with tears, but her blows became heavier and heavier.

She has to go out.

She came back only to leave her farewell letter, but her sister found it instead.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Sōkyō Hill, Aizen-sensei had already sent out his signal.

If she misses this opportunity, she will truly be left in this old world forever!

"I want to live for myself just this once!!"

Nika unleashed her full spiritual pressure, and a brilliant purple-gold light shone forth, forcefully cleaving through Hina's defenses.

"Ugh!" Hina was thrown back and crashed heavily into the wall, letting out a cry of pain.

"Sister!" Rixiang instinctively wanted to go forward to check on her, but her steps froze.

She gritted her teeth, turned around, and rushed out the door.

The moment she rushed out of the Fourth Division.

boom-!!

Above the sky, that shooting star was rapidly falling towards Twin Phantom Hill!

The Hill of Double Punishment, before the execution platform.

On the towering cliff platform, besides the executioners and the ghost cultivators in charge of carrying out the executions, there were only a handful of people.

Captain-General, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

Byakuya Kuchiki, Gin Ichimaru, and Sousuke Aizen.

And their respective vice-captains.

Before them, Rukia Kuchiki, dressed in a pure white shackle, was bound to the execution rack by the Executioners with thick chains.

"Oh dear, how pitiful."

Gin Ichimaru, hands clasped behind his back, turned to look at Byakuya Kuchiki, who remained silent beside him: "Captain Kuchiki, is it really okay for you to look like that?"

His voice was so light and airy that it was very unpleasant to listen to.

"Even though I was adopted, I've still called you 'elder brother' for so many years, haven't I?"

"Watching her burned to ashes, leaving not even her soul...tsk tsk tsk, the prestige of nobility really is suffocating."

Kuchiki Byakuya remained expressionless, his eyes showing no flicker of emotion.

He was like a perfect ice sculpture, radiating a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

"Captain Ichimaru."

Byakuya coldly stated, "The execution was the decision of Chamber 46."

"As captains of the Gotei 13, it is our duty to uphold the rules. Let's not say anything unnecessary."

"Whoa—" Gin Ichimaru exaggeratedly drew out his words: "That's terrifying, truly terrifying. As expected of the captain of the Kuchiki family... This kind of resolve is something a country bumpkin like me could never learn."

"You bastard!!"

Renji Abarai, who was standing at the back, finally couldn't take it anymore.

The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the knife hilt, bulged, and his red hair seemed to burn with rage.

It wasn't just because the silver-haired man on the other side was provoking their captain, but also because...

The Kuchiki Rukia on the stage is his childhood friend, someone he... cares about very much!

"Captain Ichimaru! Stop this!" Renji gritted his teeth. "Rukia...she's dying! Is this how a captain should act, saying such sarcastic things?!"

"Renji."

Kuchiki Byakuya coldly interrupted him: "Step back."

"Shouting at the captain like that is unbecoming."

"Don't disgrace the Sixth Division."

"But Captain! Rukia, she..." Renji's hands trembled.

"Step back." Byakuya's voice remained calm, without even turning his head.

Renji was startled.

But in the end, he could only lower his head and forcefully swallow his grief and indignation: "...Yes."

On the other side.

Fifth Division Lieutenant Hinamori Momo was nervously twisting her fingers.

She cautiously raised her head and looked at the beloved captain standing in front of her.

Captain Aizen looks different today than usual.

Although he still wore those black-rimmed glasses, still wore that pristine white haori, and still stood tall and elegant...

But whether it was just her imagination or not, Hinamori Momo felt that Captain Aizen was radiating something unfamiliar to her today...

Icy.

In the past, when faced with such a somber scene, Captain Aizen would always turn around gently and softly comfort her, telling her not to be afraid.

But today, from the moment he stepped onto Twin Death Hill, Captain Aizen hasn't uttered a single word.

He simply stared silently at the execution platform of Shuangji, his eyes behind his glasses showing not a ripple of emotion, nor a trace of...

temperature.

"Captain Aizen..." Hinamori Momo whispered.

Aizen didn't respond, not even glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

He just stood there quietly.

It seems that Rukia, who is about to be executed, her arguing colleagues, and even his vice-captain are all just insignificant background figures.

"The execution platform is ready!"

The announcement from the Executioner brought Hinamori Momo back to her senses.

In a few hours, the execution platform will unleash a fire phoenix powerful enough to incinerate everything.

Rukia-chan... will probably just vanish into thin air too...

Thinking of this, Hinamori Momo couldn't help but wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

But at that moment, Aizen Sousuke, who had been silent all along, made a move.

He strolled across the cordon as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard, and walked toward Yamamoto Genryusai, who was standing at the front.

"Indigo dyeing?"

Captain-Commander Yamamoto's aged yet dignified eyes opened slightly.

"With the execution imminent, why aren't you standing in line? What are you doing here?"

"Captain-Commander-in-Chief." Aizen stood five steps away from Captain-Commander Yamamoto, looking up at Sokyo.

Or rather, the sky above Shuangji.

"Humans in the present world say that the sky... originally had no color."

"It is the reflection of the seawater on the sky that gives the sky its color."

"But why is the sky in Soul Society also blue?"

Captain-Commander Yamamoto frowned slightly: "What nonsense are you spouting? Step back!"

Aizen didn't leave, but adjusted his glasses: "I've been thinking, what exactly is this world we live in?"

"The Grim Reaper maintains the balance of souls, Hollows devour their own kind in Hueco Mundo, and humanity experiences brief cycles of birth and death in the mortal realm..."

"If there are too many spirits here, we need to find a way to kill the wandering spirits... If there are too many Hollows over there, we need to launch an expedition to Hueco Mundo..."

""

"This is what they call the order of the three realms? It's not even as good as the novels and stories created by humans in the modern world."

He spoke to himself as if he were giving a lecture to Yamamoto Genryusai.

"What exactly are you trying to say, Aizen Sousuke?" Yamamoto Genryusai finally realized something was wrong and turned around to look at Aizen seriously.

First Division Vice-Captain, Chojiro Sasakibe, had his hand on his Zanpakuto, his expression wary.

"I just feel that this world is wrong, that it was wrong from the very beginning."

"Should a throne in the heavens truly exist? Or is it something else entirely?"

These inexplicable, even outrageous, words left everyone present stunned.

A hint of surprise flashed in Kuchiki Byakuya's cold eyes, and Abarai's jaw dropped slightly.

Hinamori Momo covered her mouth, unable to believe that her gentle and humble captain had said those words.

That's enough.

Captain-Commander Yamamoto gave a low shout, and a surge of intense spiritual pressure instantly spread out.

The cane in his hand turned to ashes, from which he drew a simple, ancient-looking knife that exuded an aura of destruction.

The strongest Zanpakuto of the Gotei 13.

Flowing Blade Like Fire.

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