Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Akane Shizuku snapped out of her reverie and turned to look at Aozaki Mayuki, who was leisurely drinking tea, and asked.

Her voice carried a hint of doubt, as if she was puzzled by Aozaki Mayuki's actions.

After all, they should have gone all out against such a powerful enemy.

Aozaki Mayuki smiled and shook her head, gently swirling the teacup in her hand, causing ripples to spread across the tea inside.

"King versus king, general versus general! The opposing general hasn't even appeared yet, why should I be in a hurry?"

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if the battle was just a game.

His confidence and composure calmed Shizuku and Nozomi Kujou down.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the first team.

Kyoraku Shunsui, holding two swords, stared intently at the figure in the distance that looked exactly like him.

His breathing became rapid, and his heart was filled with vigilance and tension.

This person, who resembled him, put immense pressure on him. He knew this person was exceptionally capable and should not be underestimated.

"What a troublesome guy..."

Kyoraku Shunsui muttered to himself, gripping his twin swords even tighter.

He knew his own abilities all too well and knew this battle would be extremely troublesome.

Although Kyoraku Shunsui had learned about the power of the spirit body from Aozaki Mayuki and others.

But when he actually faced the remains, he still found it very difficult.

Watching the enemy vanish without a trace, he couldn't help but complain:

"Why are the abilities of Katen Kyokotsu so complex? Is my heart really that twisted?"

While lamenting in his heart, Kyoraku Shunsui swiftly used Shunpo, his figure instantly flashing dozens of meters away.

After all, a Zanpakuto is a projection of a Shinigami's inner world, and he wouldn't blame everything on Katen Kyokotsu.

Moreover, the power of Katen Kyokotsu is entirely determined by the mood of the sword spirit.

Even just complaining in your heart can lead to punishment.

When I get home, I might even have to kneel on a washboard.

Linghai Kyoraku Shunsui emerged from the shadows, his sword missing its mark.

Watching Kyoraku Shunsui successfully evade the attack, the disheveled middle-aged man, who resembled him, adjusted his straw hat and teased:

"Ouch... Don't run so fast, I almost hit you!"

Kyoraku Shunsui rolled his eyes and retorted:

"It's precisely because you're about to hit me that I have to run fast!"

Hearing the other person speak in the same nonchalant and irritating tone as himself, Kyoraku Shunsui's feelings became quite complicated.

Am I always this annoying?

It seems there's a reason why the old man's fists favor him.

So it seems I do have some advantages over Shinjuku!

Thinking about this, Kyoraku Shunsui felt a strange sense of superiority.

However, the other team leaders didn't have time to pay attention to this uncle who was reflecting on his past life.

They're busy!

Chapter 463 Diversification of Abilities

After testing the waters with the spirits, the captains were all at a loss and felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Apart from a few members of the Aozaki faction, including Retsu Unohana, the other captains all had solemn expressions.

When facing the enemy, one dares not relax for even a moment.

These spirit remains are truly powerful!

They were created by a mad scientist specifically for use as weapons of war.

When Inaba Kagerou copied them, he clearly focused on enhancing their combat abilities.

What is the foundation for the Shinigami's increased combat power?

It's spiritual pressure!

Therefore, in terms of spiritual pressure, these clones have been specially enhanced and have surpassed the original.

This gave the team leaders a real headache.

After all, their most prized asset, their superior combat strength that surpasses that of ordinary Grim Reapers, has now become their weakness.

And the Zanpakuto abilities that dazzle enemies on a daily basis are equally impressive to the opponent.

When abilities are equal but spiritual pressure differs, achieving victory is extremely difficult.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the battlefield, Gin Ichimaru also faced off against his own clone.

Looking at the man in front of him, whose temperament was as cold and sinister as a venomous snake, he couldn't help but frown.

"You should have already been killed by Shinjuku..."

"I see, it was that guy named Inaba Kagerousa. He's pretty quick, managing to create another copy..."

"Actually, he wasn't that fast; I had prepared the stock in advance."

Gin Reijimaru smiled:

"There's no other way... Captain-level officers are valuable strategic assets, so of course the more the better."

Gin Ichimaru sighed inwardly; these spirit corpses were truly troublesome opponents.

They not only possess powerful spiritual pressure, but also master the captains' skills and tactics, and even have the same personalities and habits.

It is indeed difficult to see a way to defeat such an enemy.

However, why is the spiritual pressure of this clone similar to that of myself?

No, even weaker than myself?

Gin Ichimaru asked with a suspicious look:

"If that's the case, why not create more and stronger captains?"

"Just like Captain Kyoraku of the Eighth Division, or Captain Zaraki of the Eleventh Division."

"If a dozen monsters like Kenpachi Zaraki attacked together, destroying Seireitei should be a piece of cake, right?"

"There's absolutely no need to copy every captain. What's the point of copying the weak ones so many times?"

Linghai City Maru Gin shook his head and said helplessly:

"Copying Captain isn't as easy as you think."

"Our strength is limited by the materials used to create our bodies."

"Excessively strong spiritual pressure cannot support prolonged battles; some people even struggle to replicate it."

As he spoke, Gin looked down at a bracelet-shaped object on the ground.

"Take my spiritual pressure as an example. If I don't wear an item that restricts my spiritual pressure, it can only be used as a one-time consumable."

"After putting on these items, our strength is almost the same as that of an ordinary captain, roughly equivalent to Kensei Muguruma, who is currently besieging Captain Unohana."

"In that case, since it is impossible to pursue the ultimate strength of an individual, we must naturally seek more possibilities in battle and pursue the diversification of abilities."

Linghai City Maru Gin shrugged, indicating that all of this was a last resort.

If it were truly possible to create spirit remains without limit, Inaba Kagerouza could simply create a Yamamoto.

They don't need to make too many; one is enough to destroy the world.

Gin Ichimaru didn't speak, but frowned.

He had long been accustomed to the persecution he suffered at the hands of his senior, Kensei Muguruma.

Even under Aozaki Mayuki's lead, everyone else began to take him for granted as a unit of measurement for combat power, without feeling the slightest bit of guilt.

However, at this moment, Gin Ichimaru frowned and asked in confusion:

"Is it really okay for you to tell me something so important so easily?"

Linghai City Maru Gin smiled slightly and explained:

"That lord never said that we cannot answer the questions you raise."

He paused, then added firmly:

“I haven’t done anything… that disobeys my lord’s orders.”

As he spoke, Gin Reihachi opened his narrowed eyes slightly, revealing a deep and dark light.

"My lord? So, you've found your own sun too?" Gin Ichimaru was taken aback and fell into deep thought.

Linghai City Maru Gin's lips curled into a disdainful sneer as he slowly spoke in a mocking tone:

"The sun? How could that guy become the sun? I'm just temporarily following his orders."

After saying that, he suddenly stopped smiling, his expression turned serious, and then he shouted loudly:

"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's get down to business! I'm really curious, between the two of us, who truly deserves to stand under the sun?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gin Ichimaru straightened up, his previously tightly closed eyes slightly opened, and his gaze instantly turned extremely cold.

Just then, the two looked at each other.

The next moment, they both gripped their divine spears tightly, the sharp tips pointing straight at each other!

Without a word, the blade flashed out instantly!

At the same time, like Gin Ichimaru, the captains of the Gotei 13 who had died and been resurrected also reappeared on the battlefield.

In an instant, various powerful spiritual pressures collided with each other, bursting out with dazzling light and unleashing a terrifying shock capable of destroying everything.

Not far away, at the crossroads of a main street, Aizen stood quietly.