Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

"Come on, more! I'm getting excited, don't let me down! Don't back down!!"

Kenpachi Zaraki roared, his eyes revealing a fanatical bloodlust.

That damn lunatic!

His words were like a sharp sword, piercing the hearts of those Quincy who usually thought highly of themselves and looked down on the Grim Reaper.

They gritted their teeth, their eyes burning with rage.

Since joining the Gotei 13, Kenpachi Zaraki's usual targets have been Hollows of relatively weak strength, with the strongest being no more than a Gillian.

Occasionally, he would venture into Rukongai to hunt down some reckless ronin.

Although this kind of life is full of bloodshed, it is the lifestyle that Kenpachi Zaraki pursues.

He longed to fight powerful opponents and enjoy the thrill of being on the brink of life and death.

However, over the years, fewer and fewer Hollows have invaded Soul Society, and they can't go all out when sparring with Shinigami!

My hands are itching to play!

Amidst the rain of arrows, Jiu Nanbai galloped through the rain like a wild steed.

She was wearing the metal armor of the Shihōin family, and the spiritual arrows rained down on her, barely even tickling her.

Just then, the three Quincy closest to him hurriedly raised their swords, preparing to meet Kunan Shiro's attack.

However, Gu Nanbai's fist technique was as fierce as a storm, with heavy punches slamming into his enemy.

In just a few moments, the three Quincy were smashed to pieces, their flesh and blood mangled.

The Quincy around them stared in horror, roaring in fury:

"Everyone, charge in together and kill them!"

Suddenly, a flash of cold light appeared, and more than a dozen Quincy were pierced through the body by a blade that was tens of meters long.

With a gentle flick of the blade, their bodies were severed at the waist, blood splattering everywhere.

At this moment, Gin Ichimaru remained calm.

Suddenly, a chill ran up from his feet.

Several Quincy around him let out a shrill scream, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a hideous conjoined ice sculpture.

Not far away, a little white-haired imp stood quietly.

"Death is sending even children to the battlefield? What are you waiting for? Keep firing!"

A Quincy decisively gave the order.

Countless arrows rained down, but the white-haired youth gripped the chain at the end of his longsword tightly with both hands.

With a powerful flick, the blade began to spin rapidly, instantly forming a massive circular ice wall that stood firmly in front of him, blocking all the arrows.

"The things from the True Moon Cult are still somewhat useful."

Hitsugaya Toshiro curled his lip and then said sarcastically:

"But... why do proud Quincy only know how to launch sneak attacks?"

"hateful!"

Hearing his sarcastic words, the Quincy were enraged.

They all raised their spirit lightsabers and rushed forward, aiming straight for Hitsugaya Toshiro.

Just then, Ryusui and Izumo led the officers and soldiers to quickly complete the counter-encirclement.

"Lieutenant Hitsugaya, watch out!"

With a loud shout, Liushui swung his sword with tremendous force, severing half of a Quincy's head.

Izumo was equally unyielding, charging into the crowd and striking with his knife.

A Quincy hurriedly raised his arm-mounted metal shield to defend himself, the shield shimmering with blue spiritual energy.

However, Izumo's swordsmanship was extremely fierce.

With a flick of his wrist, he swept his sword across the metal shield, instantly deflecting it, and then slashed a deep gash into the Quincy's arm.

The blade twisted again, severing the throat.

Then, he slashed at the Quincy around him again.

The members of the Eleventh Division had a clear objective: to kill these Quincy.

They didn't have time to think about whether these Quincy were good or bad people, innocent or with blood on their hands.

On the battlefield, thinking too much is a death sentence; just knowing that someone is the enemy is enough.

"Damn it, why haven't the Sternritter arrived yet?"

The Quincy were terrified when they saw the blood-red hell. Those with some courage would fight back, while the terrified would kneel down and beg for mercy.

But no matter whether they resisted or begged for mercy, the executioners of the Eleventh Division had no intention of letting them go.

This is war!

Among the Gotei 13, no one understands war better than this combat squad.

Don't be soft-hearted; being soft-hearted will only cause your comrades to lose their lives.

Our comrades can only be defeated by ourselves. This is the motto that Captain Aozaki set for the Eleventh Division!

So, Quincy! Die!!

Aside from Yamamoto and Unohana Retsu, who are temporarily observing, even Kyoraku Shunsui, a perennial slacker, has personally joined the fray.

The captains and other Grim Reapers, along with their men, continued their ferocious slaughter.

Their figures moved with lightning speed, the swords in their hands gleaming coldly.

Each swing was accompanied by splattering blood, mercilessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

They advanced relentlessly towards Silverframe City, like an unstoppable black torrent.

However, despite their outstanding performance, the number of Death Gods was ultimately limited.

Faced with the enemy's overwhelming numbers, they gradually felt the pressure increasing.

The Quincy around them quickly came to their aid, their numbers growing rapidly, and arrows rained down on the Grim Reapers.

These arrows contained powerful spiritual energy, causing considerable trouble for the Grim Reapers.

Strangely, despite the large number of Quincy, none of them possessed the powerful spiritual pressure of a captain.

Kyoraku Shunsui knew that the Wandenreich had captain-level Quincy.

Rojuro Hōhashi was defeated by a Quincy captain.

Otherwise, even if his Bankai was taken away, he wouldn't have been beaten so badly and is still recuperating in the Fourth Division.

shhhhhh! ! !

Countless spiritual arrows rained down from the sky.

Kyoraku Shunsui and Hitsugaya Toshiro wielded their Zanpakuto, unleashing a whirlwind and an ice wall respectively to defend themselves.

However, there were simply too many arrows, and they were too densely packed.

Even with their best efforts, some still managed to slip through the net and break through the defenses, causing harm to the Grim Reapers.

In reality, the Quincy have far more mid-level officers than the Shinigami.

Therefore, these arrows posed a considerable threat to Death.

The reason why the Grim Reapers were able to advance so quickly was entirely because they had strong captains leading the way.

Among them, Kenpachi Zaraki is the most eye-catching.

Like a wild beast, he fearlessly charged into the arrow formation ahead, wielding his longsword and slashing fiercely like a whirlwind.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!

In an instant, the sounds of flesh being torn apart, swords clashing, roars, and wails mingled together, creating a chaotic scene.

Kenpachi Zaraki, clad in black, was bathed in blood, surrounded by more than a dozen mutilated corpses.

The mad beast was breathing heavily and rapidly, and its hand holding the sword was trembling slightly—due to excitement.

It's been a long time since we've had such an exhilarating battle!

Although the opponent is not very strong, it is better than nothing.

When he saw the Quincy before him still having the courage to grip his longsword, Kenpachi Zaraki nodded in satisfaction.

They did not back down. Although they were weak, their courage was not laughable!

Therefore...his courage deserves high praise!

In an instant, the mad beast regained its senses, but the speed of its longsword did not decrease at all.

puff! !

To die by the sword is the best praise for the brave.

Chapter 383 Residual Fire Sword

"Again..."

Kenpachi Zaraki let out a shout, raising all his strength to the limit as he swung his long sword.

He seemed to have transformed back into that ferocious beast. Before the Quincy could even escape, they heard a crisp cutting sound.

That was the sound of a blade cutting through flesh and bone. Although they were used to the sound, it was unusually clear this time.

Immediately afterwards, excruciating pain spread throughout the body; some suffered back injuries, some were stabbed in the waist, and some had their necks severed.

Despite their different wounds, they all fell to the ground without exception!

"Your Majesty, the outer defenses have been almost completely breached, and the invaders are on their way to Silverframe City!"

"Open the Sanctuary, and get Gerard ready. I'm going to see my old friend in person."

"Yes!"