"Mr. Naraku, something has happened."
Upon seeing Naraku Sora, Katori Batsu'unsai's eyes lit up, sparkling like stars. She trotted over, her full chest bouncing with every step.
"Just now, while Head Captain Yamamoto and I were exploring the Dangai, we discovered an abnormal Reishi imbalance. High-density Reishi is reacting violently.
"It has even affected the nearby Valley of Screams."
Naraku Sora frowned. Although he didn't quite understand, it sounded serious.
Katori Batsu'unsai continued to add details: "According to Head Captain Yamamoto's observations, if this phenomenon continues, the balance of the Dangai will likely be broken, leading to severe consequences.
"To prevent a disaster, Head Captain Yamamoto specifically stayed behind in the Dangai and had Furōfushi and me return to the Soul Society to notify everyone."
As if to corroborate her words, a Reiatsu rapidly approached from the distance, and a pink-haired brat soon appeared in sight.
Katori Batsu'unsai unhesitatingly grabbed Naraku Sora's arm, her soft, full chest brushing against it inadvertently, preparing to lead him to the scene of the incident.
However, before she could even take a single step, the arm in her embrace smoothly slipped away.
"Although the sensation was nice, I am not the type of man to be swayed by lust."
Naraku Sora said with a serious face, "You've misjudged me.
"If you don't confess the truth right now, I'm going to have to get physical."
Katori Batsu'unsai was taken aback, a look of bewilderment appearing on her face. "What... what are you talking about?"
"Are you also a possessor of the Schrift D?"
"?"
Even with strict training, Katori Batsu'unsai found she still couldn't keep up with his erratic train of thought, unable to even formulate a simple response.
"Forget it, there's nothing to say to you."
The moment his words fell, he lightly snapped his fingers.
Heavy Reiatsu settled like an abyss. Pitch-black patterns surged from the shadow beneath his feet, instantly enveloping Katori Batsu'unsai. Countless blades of light erupted from the darkness, recklessly slicing at her proud figure.
Hadō #90: Black Coffin.
After his battle with Aizen in Hueco Mundo, Naraku Sora realized that Black Coffin was undeniably stylish.
Moreover, it combined destruction and binding into one, and its activation speed was extremely fast. It was practically a perfect Kidō.
From the moment she appeared and approached, her attention had been entirely focused on his hands and Zanpakutō.
Under these circumstances, Kidō was undoubtedly the best method of attack.
Boom!
An arc-shaped sword pressure erupted, instantly tearing open the Black Coffin. A slightly battered figure dashed out from within, using Flash Step to appear on a nearby roof.
"Naraku Sora?!"
Saitō Furōfushi arrived just in time, looking in astonishment at the sudden battle.
"Why did you attack Batsu'unsai? Are the rumors of you betraying the Soul Society true?"
Hearing this, Naraku Sora sighed. "A fake like you has no right to say such things.
"One wasn't enough, so you brought two, thinking it would be more convincing, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Saitō Furōfushi's expression immediately changed, a trace of impatience flashing in her eyes.
Wisps of Reiatsu wrapped around her petite body, her blood-red killing intent almost materializing.
"I told you earlier, this kind of cheap trick could never deceive you, but they insisted on trying.
"In the end, we were exposed before we even got close. It just makes us look like clowns."
Katori Batsu'unsai, however, put on a very heartbroken look. Pressing her slender hands against her chest, she said softly, "Mr. Naraku, do you really refuse to believe me?"
"Stop acting like a lovesick fool, you stupid woman."
Saitō abruptly drew her sword, revealing a look of disgust. "Let's just kill this guy before the Gotei 13 can react."
The moment her words fell, a sharp slash tore through the sky, heading straight for Naraku Sora's head.
"No sincerity at all."
Naraku Sora dodged sideways, shaking his head disdainfully.
"Although we haven't spent much time together, the real Batsu'unsai isn't a cheap woman like you. Even when facing someone she admires, she would only bury that affection deep in her heart."
Just as he spoke, Katori Batsu'unsai tapped her toes and instantly vanished from her spot. Driven by her slender arms, the exaggeratedly large naginata instantly closed in on Naraku Sora's neck.
Cold killing intent flashed in her eyes.
It was as if everything just now had been nothing but a disguise.
Clang!!
The sound of clashing metal echoed endlessly. The heavy naginata transformed into a fierce gale, unleashing a tyrannical offensive with every strike aimed straight at his vitals.
Head, neck, heart, abdomen, spine...
Countless blade chimes overlapped, merging into a continuous, seamless roar.
The clashing of blades was like invisible hands intertwining their fingers, forcefully stitching broken notes together, rapidly pushing the high-pitched melody to its most thrilling climax.
The roaring sound was incessant. Saitō Furōfushi hunched her back, stiffly maintaining a defensive posture.
A look of disbelief appeared on her face.
She couldn't understand it, nor could she figure it out.
How could such a tyrannical attack exist in this world?
Two Captain-class Soul Reapers had joined forces, yet they were still easily suppressed by their opponent. Judging from his expression, he didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of pressure.
It was as effortless and relaxing as breathing.
Right at this moment, Shiba Isshin, having sensed the Reiatsu fluctuations, arrived nearby and immediately saw Naraku Sora under siege.
As for the people besieging him, he recognized them too.
The first-generation Captains, who were also two Captains of the new Gotei 13: Saitō Furōfushi and Katori Batsu'unsai.
After only a brief moment of thought, Shiba Isshin's gaze turned resolute. He fiercely drew his sword, erupting with all his Reiatsu as a massive pillar of light shot straight into the sky.
"Burn, Engetsu!"
Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, judging from the intensity of the clash, this was no friendly spar, but a real battle to the death.
He wasn't familiar with the other two, and Naraku Sora had helped him master his Bankai ahead of time, making him a great benefactor.
Therefore, it was very clear who he should help.
"Lord Naraku, I'm here to help you!"
Shiba Isshin leaped into the air, his Zanpakutō igniting with raging flames. His aura continued to rise, as if there were no limit.
"Getsuga Tenshō—"
The deafening roar even drowned out the continuous clashing of blades, crashing down toward Saitō Furōfushi like a meteor.
"Damn it!"
Feeling the scorching heat rushing toward her, Saitō subconsciously cursed. Unable to continue attacking Naraku Sora, she twisted her waist, gathering blood-red Reiatsu onto her blade.
She slashed against the wind!
The crescent-shaped sword pressure slammed solidly against her Zanpakutō.
The next moment, a deafening explosion erupted.
Twisting her somewhat frail right arm, a sharp tone burst forth from beneath the sword pressure. In an instant, her offensive poured out like a torrential downpour, transforming into an endless curtain of water that completely crushed Shiba Isshin's surefire strike.
A frenzied melody erupted toward the heavens!
Countless shattered points of light scattered across the ground, the shockwaves spreading in all directions.
"A brat who just learned Bankai dares to attack me."
A hint of malice flashed in Saitō Furōfushi's eyes, her killing intent growing so intense it almost materialized.
Although she was a fake, she was not inferior to the original in terms of Reiatsu or techniques.
"I'll slaughter you."
As her words fell, her figure instantly vanished from the spot, heading straight for Shiba Isshin.
Katori Batsu'unsai opened her mouth, wanting to stop her companion's reckless behavior, but before she could speak, she was parried away by a strike from Naraku Sora.
Just a few unpretentious clashes gave her the illusion that her body was numb and entirely devoid of strength.
She had been careless.
The opponent's strength far exceeded that person's expectations. Even without Shiba Isshin present, the two of them alone would still be no match for this man.
A deafening roar surged.
Naraku Sora raised his hand and slashed. A powerful impact erupted from the blade, echoing with a deafening boom.
The heavy sound waves crashed violently, even tearing the earth apart directly. They transformed into visible ripples that continuously spread across the battlefield, causing the nearby mountains and forests to shake violently.
It was as if an invisible storm had rampaged through, peeling back the earth layer by layer and crushing everything in its path like dead weeds.
Even the battle between Shiba Isshin and Saitō Furōfushi was affected.
They had to pause their fight to defend against the incoming shockwaves.
When everything finally settled, only astonishment remained on their faces, along with an exceptionally clear sense of incomprehension.
The distant streets were devastated.
Stone debris mixed with dust. The once-tidy streets were full of shattered and cracked marks, buildings had collapsed, and ruins filled the line of sight.
Katori Batsu'unsai looked at her hands, which were covered in shock-induced lacerations, her eyes somewhat dazed.
"Mr. Naraku, I..."
However, before she could finish her sentence, the figure at the end of her vision appeared right in front of her.
Squelch—
Scalding blood splattered, instantly staining the pure white Captain's haori. A trace of pain flashed across Katori Batsu'unsai's face, but it was quickly replaced by a wistful expression.
Since she couldn't replace the original and steal the man she had her eyes on, she might as well enjoy this hard-won moment alone with him at the end of her life.
Katori Batsu'unsai stroked the sticky red blood on her chest, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, a somewhat unnatural flush appearing on her cheeks.
She raised her naginata once more, slashing down at the man in front of her without holding anything back.
In just a split second, the blades in their hands clashed countless times in the air.
The intersection of low and loud sounds formed a heavy undertone, lingering with an omnipresent, genuine killing intent that spread out like mist.
A cluster of sparkling electric arcs burst forth from the pitch-black blade. The edge pressed forward, piercing through the body in front of it without the slightest hindrance.
A handful of scalding blood splattered, dyeing the pristine haori.
Looking at Naraku Sora standing before her, Katori Batsu'unsai opened her mouth. A smile appeared on her flushed cheeks as she lost her final shred of consciousness.
Along with the annihilation of her Reiatsu, her body solidified like clay, cracking into countless fissures and losing all its color.
Then, it shattered and weathered away, turning into dust that dissipated into the air.
Left behind in its place was only an irregularly shaped gemstone.
Naraku Sora reached out and picked it up. Observing it carefully, he noticed a very familiar aura.
After a moment of thought, a look of realization flashed in his eyes.
"Is this... Artificial Soul technology?"