The light pillars descending from the sky had buried everything within sight.
Like tides beginning to surge, roll, and wash, the power continuously spiraled... rendering everything within its reach in the holy blue color.
Yhwach seemed to have become the saint controlling all of this, displaying an incomparable presence at this moment.
He looked down from above, just watching like this...
Until Seiya, who seemed about to take action, was finally submerged in the torrent.
"..."
Brief speechlessness.
What followed was literal contempt.
Yhwach silently raised his head slightly, his already serious face now clearly tinted with obvious disdain.
Indeed...
This kind of last-minute attempt would never cause any meaningful change.
The confrontation of the strong should be effortless, and it was impossible for such temporary attempts to produce so-called changes.
As for the current Seiya.
The so-called exhaustion of tricks probably described this situation.
How pitiful.
The superiority of those in high positions made Yhwach show some compassion at this moment... of course, this was only a momentary thought.
Tyrants were never known for benevolence. Having fallen to this point, only death was the best outcome.
However, the moment his thoughts settled.
In the blue ocean current, an abrupt figure suddenly appeared!
He seemed to have broken through layers of constraints, carrying an unstoppable momentum, charging straight toward Yhwach!
This guy's appearance was so sudden that even the ancestor of the Quincies couldn't help but be stunned.
Breaking through Sankt Altar with his physical body?
Although his reaction wasn't slow, in this level of confrontation, even such a brief pause was enough to change the battle situation.
Yhwach was grabbed by the throat...
"Ha!"
A sharp explosion like some kind of blast rang in his ears. Yhwach only felt as if he had crashed into some invisible giant object, his entire body uncontrollably carried upward.
The speed was very fast, even exaggerated to a degree that demanded attention.
Because at this very moment, everyone fighting in the Soul Society could see a bright golden radiance shooting vertically toward the sky.
A visibly intense confrontation!
Gu...
The howling wind bit past his ears as Yhwach's eyes narrowed slightly.
His throat was tightening continuously at this moment.
He had already activated his Blut ability...
With Yhwach's own power, even facing Yamamoto's slashes directly shouldn't have been so embarrassing.
Yet at this moment, it was causing him obvious physical discomfort.
It seemed this attack method itself was already enough to have some unknown effect on him.
At this moment, he could only capture the other's form through hazy light and shadow... he saw that Seiya, who had previously still retained some human appearance, now showed even more obvious Hollowfication throughout his body.
Almost half of him had transformed into a monster's shape.
If it were just changes in appearance, it wouldn't be fearsome. But Yhwach also saw that the other's pupils had now become a pitch-black base color...
After the soul was soaked and blackened, it would present this twisted and gloomy tone.
Undoubtedly, this was the symbol that Seiya had completely fused with Hollow power.
"To break free from this, to defeat me, you're willing to turn your soul into such an irrational beast?"
Just a desperate measure.
How could the dignified king of the Wandenreich be suppressed by such a beast?!
Yhwach's expression instantly became ferocious. He directly extended his right hand, tightly gripping the wrist that was clutching his neck.
Blut Arterie.
The various reishi hidden in his blood vessels, originally connected together for defense, assembled into solidified forms...
Under Yhwach's command, these reishi let out sharp roars at this moment, beginning another round of 'rearrangement and combination.'
Abandoning defense.
Instead mixing into the blood, like accelerated pump valves, pushing the body to accelerate circulation, speed up operation...
Until breaking through limits.
"Get away from me!"
With a fierce shout, Yhwach's right hand slightly opened. Flickering light appeared in his palm, blue radiance gathered like flowing water, finally becoming a sharp spirit blade.
Swinging upward... slash!
Without even the slightest resistance, Seiya's right hand was completely severed at the joint.
The forearm was even still hanging on Yhwach at this moment.
Both sides naturally separated.
"Hmph..."
Disdaining to touch the filthy limb, Yhwach's Blut Arterie began to twist like boiling flames, completely burning Seiya's arm to ashes.
Paying the price of one arm, yet not even harming himself in the slightest.
The so-called wildness was ultimately just this kind of thing.
Not worth...
This sentence hadn't even completely formed in his mind when Seiya in front of him simply lowered his right hand calmly.
Flesh became like continuously writhing worms, struggling in the rumbling before the storm, rushing toward areas the rain couldn't reach...
At visible speed.
A completely new arm rapidly formed from the break, until finally becoming identical to the original.
Seiya raised his hand, making a clenching and relaxing motion...
"Heh."
Looking at the smug smile the person before him showed, Yhwach could only respond with silence.
The other's behavior was essentially closer to provocation.
But arguing with a beast was meaningless.
He could only use force to conquer the other.
"Hmph..."
With a cold snort, Yhwach wielded the spirit blade in his hand and charged straight forward.
Under the enhancement of Blut Arterie, Yhwach's physical functions had obvious improvements in all aspects, now able to easily crush his original state!
Blue flames boiled and surged as Yhwach held the spirit blade, swinging it down heavily!
And the reality was exactly as he had predicted.
Seiya at this moment was completely not his 'opponent.'
Just blocking the slash seemed to require his utmost effort... however, after entering this state, Seiya seemed to have completely lost his rationality.
After barely parrying the attack, he completely abandoned defense.
Allowing the spirit blade to fall into his shoulder with inertia, letting the blade cut through flesh and slice open his body... while he himself roared and grabbed Yhwach's collar.
Then.
Seiya swung Zanka no Tachi in his hand.
Although it hadn't entered the most restrained state, this kind of blazing heat still made people feel tremendous pressure.
Yhwach awkwardly defended, blocking the attack coming at him, shouting:
"Are you insane?!"
Probably so.
Seiya directly threw away the Zanpakutō in his hand.
Since it was blocked and he temporarily couldn't find a breakthrough to continue attacking... temporarily discarding it was also the correct choice.
Freeing both hands.
Seiya could finally launch further attacks.
His left fist clenched tight fell like raindrops, almost without exception all hitting Yhwach's face.
The defensive power of Blut Arterie was completely inferior to Blut Vene.
The defensive portion almost immediately suffered defeat, and with the decline of defensive power.
What was exposed at this moment was naturally Yhwach's 'physical body.'
Flesh and bone met, producing unusually crisp sounds... because that was the most simple and direct collision.
But soon, this sound gradually began to become viscous.
Like beating the ground with a damp towel soaked in water, accompanied by those slightly moist and dull echoes, it indicated that flesh and bone had mixed together, becoming some pathetic thing.
"Ah!!!"
After a shrill, seemingly broken roar.
Yhwach's entire body erupted with a bright air wave.
This wasn't simply spiritual pressure eruption, but surrounding his entire body through methods similar to Heilig Pfeil, thus forming a similar 'vacuum layer.'
As long as one approached it, they would uncontrollably suffer invasion from the reishi torrent.
Through this method... Yhwach could also temporarily rest for a moment at this time.
"Damn bastard..."
Covering his face, lowering his head.
Yhwach's throat rolled as he spoke some resentful words.
Compared to that kind of real sword-to-sword combat, this beast-like tearing at this moment was completely unacceptable to him!
Physical harm was far less than the psychological impact he received at this moment.
Unforgivable.
Even if he had to kill... he definitely wouldn't let that guy die easily!
At almost the same time.
From the torrent in front of Yhwach, an abrupt hand suddenly reached out.
This made the person involved's originally resentful expression freeze slightly.
This was...
Being washed and invaded by the torrent.
Like enduring the maximum degree of Heilig Pfeil attacks every minute and second.
Flesh was almost instantly vaporized.
As for the nerves, tendons, and blood hidden deep within! At this moment they only made symbolic resistance...
Stark white bones were the only thing remaining.
Yet even so.
Yhwach still saw another hand... squeezing in from another side at this moment.
All flesh and blood were instantly vaporized, yet even so, the other still maintained a completely unmoved posture.
Those hands turned over.
Ten fingers slightly curved, as if grasping the non-existent 'solid' shape of the reishi torrent, burying all limbs within it at this moment...
Then.
The curtain was completely torn open.
The sky illuminated by firelight returned to Yhwach's vision.
At the same time, that face which had now become completely unrecognizable also stiffly barged in.
Face...
Was that still something a human could show?
A head at this moment had almost lost the contours of flesh.
What was exposed outside could no longer be distinguished as flesh or what... they continuously repeated the process of recovery and destruction, like clay in a child's hands, looking abstract yet with an indescribable sense of horror.
And within this clear boundary mixed with white and red.
The man named Seiya...
At this moment used his remaining single eye that was being burned, continuously making sizzling sounds.
Staring deadly at him.
"Yhwach..."
Like a ghost demanding a life, giving an immediate sense.
Almost in just an instant, it made Yhwach experience the feeling of hair standing on end.
He completely couldn't understand this level of behavior, and it was this moment of distraction that caused fluctuations in the supplied spiritual power...
Letting Seiya seize this fleeting opportunity.
Both hands gripped tight, making a loud sound!
The clear torrent like flowing water was completely crushed by Seiya!
Light blue rain fell from the sky, and at this moment, the two who had just separated were fighting together again...
But compared to their previous expert demeanor.
At this moment, both sides were more like some kind of savage beasts.
Both roared as they poured their attacks onto their opponent, leaving no room, no rationality.
The two figures rapidly fell from the air, like planes that had lost power, pointing straight down... until finally crashing thunderously!
Bang!!!
Thick smoke billowed up. Just crashing into the ground could make people feel as if heaven and earth were trembling unstoppably.
The onlookers all felt somewhat unsteady.
Not to mention several 'figures' who had come from afar...
Byakuya's already weak body almost uncontrollably was about to fall over.
Fortunately, the person beside him was quick-eyed and fast-handed, now able to pull him completely, not letting him show an embarrassing appearance.
Proud as the head of the Kuchiki family, at this moment he also lowered his head.
"Thank you..."
Momo, with her hair in a bun and face covered in gunpowder traces, shook her head.
"It's nothing serious, Captain Kuchiki is being too polite."
The process of the two meeting on the way and traveling together until arriving here wasn't complicated.
After all, both had originally come for the same goal.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Byakuya's mouth. He imperceptibly wiped it away, speaking in a weak voice:
"Did something fall down just now?"
After power was squeezed to a certain degree, it would manifest the state of 'approaching the limit' in different ways.
And at this moment for Byakuya, he completely couldn't sense any trace of spiritual pressure.
He was unaware of the current situation.
Momo was somewhat different... she swallowed saliva, just about to speak.
But rustling sounds came from the thick smoke ahead.
Like something struggling and colliding within. Muffled grunts came one after another, not only dispersing the ash but also letting the two see the current situation clearly.
It was precisely the two who had fallen from the sky just now!
And Yhwach had completely aroused his inner ferocity.
He could no longer care about his face that had been beaten to a pulp.
At this moment, with one punch, he directly penetrated Seiya's chest... at the same time, his hand was already tightly gripping a mass that was slightly trembling, continuously undulating.
That was the thing called a heart.
"Die!!!"
With a hoarse roar, Yhwach made a grasping motion.
Crushing the flesh and blood in his hand into a burst of blood mist.
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