Clack.
The severed head of Kaname Tosen rolled across the shattered stone, coming to rest amid dust and bloodstains left by the ruined Seireitei. Not far away, his fallen body lay motionless.
"Tōsen—!!!"
The Seventh Division Captain, Sajin Komamura, stared at the sight before him. His eyes went bloodshot, every muscle in his massive frame tensing as if about to tear itself apart.
Boom!
A violent yellow Spiritual Pressure surged skyward, dense with grief and killing intent. The heavy helmet meant to conceal his features shattered under the pressure, revealing his ferocious, rage-twisted face.
"Unforgivable…"
"You demon who slaughters comrades and tramples on justice!!!"
Gripping his Zanpakutō, Tenken, Komamura roared:
"Even if my soul is destroyed today, I will drag you into Muken with me!"
"Bankai—!"
"Kokujō Tengen Myō'ō!!!"
Rumble—!
The ground of the Seireitei buckled as a colossal presence rose behind Komamura. A gigantic black-armored warrior emerged from the void, towering like a mountain—its red demon mask and immense blade radiating overwhelming pressure.
This was the largest Bankai in Soul Society.
"Strike him! Myō'ō!!!"
Komamura swung his blade with all his strength. High above, the titanic warrior mirrored the motion, its sword descending with a crushing force that blotted out the sky.
Compared to it, Uchiha Tobirama, floating calmly in midair with hands in his pockets, seemed impossibly small.
"It's too big—retreat!" someone shouted in the distance.
Even Kyoraku Shunsui dragged Hitsugaya Toshiro away at full speed.
Yet Tobirama did not move.
He sneered.
"Big?"
"In my eyes, that just makes you easier to hit."
He pulled his hands free as the tomoe in his Rinnegan flared with brilliant violet light. The power of his perfected body surged without restraint.
"If you want to compare strength,"
"Then I'll indulge you."
He charged forward instead of retreating, becoming a streak of golden light racing straight toward the descending blade.
No seals. No techniques.
Only pure, overwhelming physical force.
"Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack—Barrage!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless chakra-infused strikes filled the sky in an instant. They collided head-on with the colossal sword.
Crack—!
The massive blade shattered from tip to base, dissolving into fragments of reishi.
Komamura's pupils shrank.
Before he could react, the storm of blows slammed into the towering Myō'ō itself.
The giant reeled as its armor fractured piece by piece.
At the same moment, Komamura staggered, blood spilling from his mouth. The shared damage between him and his Bankai rebounded mercilessly onto his own body.
"No… this can't—"
Tobirama's assault intensified.
"Break."
A final, crushing blow struck the center of the giant's chest.
Boom—!!!
Kokujō Tengen Myō'ō collapsed and dispersed, its immense form vanishing into nothingness.
On the ground, Komamura fell to his knees.
"Tōsen… I couldn't…"
His words faded.
With the final backlash, his body gave out, collapsing completely.
Silence spread across the Seireitei.
Captain of the Twelfth Division, Kurotsuchi Mayuri, annihilated.
Captain of the Ninth Division, Kaname Tōsen, slain.
Captain of the Seventh Division, Sajin Komamura, defeated alongside his Bankai.
Three Captains—gone.
In the distance, Soi Fon, Kyoraku, and Hitsugaya stood frozen, cold sweat soaking their backs.
Less than five minutes.
That was all it had taken.
In midair, Tobirama lowered his fists, flicking away a trace of blood from his knuckles. His breathing remained perfectly steady.
"Pointless size. Pointless techniques."
His abyss-like gaze swept over the remaining Captains.
"Is this all the Shinigami have?"
Oppressive silence followed.
Then—
"Hahahaha!!!"
A wild, exhilarated laugh burst through the ruins.
Boom!
A savage golden Spiritual Pressure erupted skyward.
From the rubble stepped the Eleventh Division Captain—
Kenpachi Zaraki.
Gripping his jagged Zanpakutō, madness and excitement twisted across his face.
"To smash Komamura's Bankai with fists alone… to kill Tōsen so easily…"
"You're incredible."
With a grin like a predator, he tore off the eyepatch sealing his power.
Boom!!!
His Spiritual Pressure surged explosively, tearing the clouds apart.
"Come on!" Kenpachi roared. "Fight me, monster!!!"
The ground collapsed beneath his feet as he launched himself skyward, sword raised high.
Facing the incoming slash filled with pure madness, Tobirama lifted his chin slightly.
For the first time, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
"A beast that relies on raw swings alone?"
A chilling grin spread across his face.
"How amusing."