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"Hahaha, what? Is that all you've got? — Aren't you the embodiment of destruction? Come and destroy me!"

"Ha—" Attila's sword suddenly emitted light, forming a huge pillar of light that knocked away Kenpachi Zaraki, who was charging towards him.

Then, the hilt of his sword was pointed at the sky—

"Mars's Sword - Teardrop Photon Ray, the Sword of the God of War!!"

boom----

A beam of light shot straight towards Kenpachi Zaraki from the sky!

"Haha—not bad!"

Kenpachi Zaraki, whose chest had just been slashed open, said this as he abruptly ripped off his blindfold—

The spiritual pressure around him suddenly increased countless times.

Although Attila and Iskandar didn't know what spiritual pressure was, they could still feel the incredibly powerful pressure—

"I don't know that kind of move! All I know how to do is chop!"

Neither dodging nor evading—

He leaped high into the air, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and slashed down with his sword without hesitation!

Chapter 113 Attila 22/22

boom----

The clash of the sword and the beam of light from the Noble Phantasm!

"How wild it is!" Iskandar exclaimed, looking at the scene before him. "Even Berserkers might not do this!"

Instead of dodging or defending against the enemy's Noble Phantasm, they attacked!

As if the sword in his hand could tear everything apart, he showed no fear.

boom----

The light dissipated.

Only that wild figure remained in place.

"Haha! So this is what they call a Noble Phantasm? Not bad! Much better than a regular attack."

"You...you're still alive..." Attila's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Kenpachi Zaraki amidst the dust, and he pointed his sword at him.

He took a hit from her Noble Phantasm, and he's still alive... but inevitably, he's severely injured.

The sword in his hand was now only half intact. His right arm was severed. A small piece of his head had been sliced ​​off, and his entire body was covered in extensive burns. Anyone else in this situation would likely be dead. But...

He cannot be viewed through the lens of common sense.

Despite suffering such injuries, he showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, he seemed to have become even stronger.

"Well then, come on! You can still fight, right? It's not over yet, is it?" He gripped his sword tightly, blood streaming down its blade. "One more shot! That... what was that? Noble Phantasm? One more time!"

Attila didn't say anything...

My mana is already quite depleted. The mana supplied by Kenneth is barely enough to unleash my Noble Phantasm at full power once, without using Command Seals.

The second shot is no longer needed.

Boom boom—

Just then, the surrounding space shifted.

The barrier disappeared, and when they came to their senses again, they were back outside Ryudou-ji Temple.

"It seems the Reality Marble here has reached its limit," the Conqueror King said, looking at the group. "So, Caster, shall we continue?"

"Caster? Ah...you're calling me." Kenpachi Zaraki paused for a moment before realizing he was being called. "Of course! This kind of injury doesn't hurt at all, it's far from enough to warrant stopping!"

“With injuries like yours, you can’t fight at all,” Attila said, stepping forward.

Although she also had a few wounds, they were on a completely different level compared to Kenpachi Zaraki.

But... what does this feel like?

They're practically uninjured, while the other side is covered in wounds. Why... does it feel like they're the weaker side?

"Alright, let's have a second round, Attila!"

boom----

In an instant, even with his remaining arm, the oppressive aura emanating from Kenpachi Zaraki did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even stronger!

"Destroy you—"

Attila didn't say anything more—he swung his sword at Kenpachi Zaraki!

The person in front of her was not the strongest she had ever encountered in her long career, but he was definitely the most dedicated to fighting.

For someone like this, it's unnecessary to pity him because of his injuries.

Absolutely not. At times like this, all you need to do is swing your sword in response!

The next moment, Attila paused slightly, and Kenpachi Zaraki's arm, which had been severed by his Noble Phantasm, began to grow back little by little!

“Tsk, what a boring guy.” Kenpachi Zaraki clenched his fist and said.

Ultimate Life C-

This ability has actually been in effect all along, but... he suppressed it.

He doesn't like this ability.

For him, a battle is a battle. Getting hurt is all he needs; recovery is utterly pointless.

therefore...

He suppressed this ability and did not use it.

However, Kurokawa Kazuya does have the ability to forcibly regain control of his body, but he didn't go because he felt that he could unleash his full potential in the battle.

Alternatively, one could fight while simultaneously battling for control of the body...

How much attention can they possibly focus on the battle? If they're like this, facing such a formidable enemy, defeat is almost certain!

"However... thankfully, he still has some sense of romance." Kenpachi Zaraki laughed as he went to greet him. He only repaired his arm while regaining control of his body, without repairing the other injuries on his body, which pleased Kenpachi Zaraki.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

"Destroy you—"

boom----

"Hmm... a battle between the embodiment of destruction and the embodiment of battle... that's how the scene before us should be described." Iskandar, the Conqueror King, watched the battle with great interest.

For him, although Attila was very strong, his army might not necessarily lose.

However... Kenpachi Zaraki is different.

Although the battle with Attila is currently evenly matched, his royal army is powerless against him.

It can be said that their compatibility is very poor, and they are completely suppressed.

This conqueror king was of little help in this battle.

"Oh no—"

Suddenly, the Conqueror King gripped the "short sword" at his waist... relative to him.

Before him, Attila was indeed struck down by Kenpachi Zaraki's sword—in an instant, a long scar was left on his chest, from which blood flowed freely.

“Looks like this is the end of it.” Kenpachi Zaraki said, hoisting the remaining half of his broken sword onto his shoulder.

"No...it's not over yet..." Attila leaned on his sword and struggled to his feet. "It's not...it's far from over!"

Attila's vision blurred slightly, but he still raised his sword.

The man in front of me is very strong.

It could even be said that it is invincible.

Because... he had clearly inflicted so many injuries on him. Compared to his own injuries, Kenpachi Zaraki's injuries, which left him covered in blood, were countless times more severe!

why...

Why can he still move?

I was only accidentally slashed and almost lost my ability to move, but this guy... he was so badly injured but he seemed to be completely fine!

"I am...I am the embodiment of destruction! My...battle...is not over yet!"

As Attila spoke, a slightly unusual aura emanated from him.

It was as if the aura had come from the distant ancient times.

His aura and magical power were constantly increasing.

"Hahahaha! Not bad, not bad at all! It seems it wasn't just a bluff!" Kenpachi Zaraki laughed loudly, even though he should have less than a minute left to use his skill.

"Come on, show me what other amazing moves you have!!"

"I am... destruction—!!"

Chapter 114 The Conqueror King at the Comic Con

"destroy..."

Attila's eyes gradually lost their clarity as he spoke, but quickly regained it: "No... I don't want to become Sephaal..."

"So that's what it is. This is what you've been resisting all along."

"Master?"

"Huh? Who?" Kenpachi Zaraki asked, looking at the man who walked out from the side.