"Then it's my turn."
Kyōraku Callum withdrew Dankū, extending his palm forward, saying calmly:
"Seeping crest of turbidity. Arrogant vessel of lunacy. Boil forth and deny. Grow numb and flicker. Disrupt sleep. Crawling queen of iron. Eternally self-destructing doll of mud. Unite. Repulse. Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness!!"
Yammy felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and he subconsciously raised his leg, preparing to flee from this place.
However, it was one step too late.
Kyōraku Callum pointed his index finger at Yammy, saying softly:
"Hadō #90. Kurohitsugi (Black Coffin)!"
Without any possibility of dodging, Yammy was horrified to discover that countless black blocks were gathering beneath his feet, rapidly spreading upwards.
In the blink of an eye, Yammy had been completely wrapped in a black, wall-like body.
Pfft, pfft--
Shadow blades pierced through, instantly piercing Yammy, who was trapped within!
The sound of sharp blades penetrating flesh and blood was incessant.
Yammy's armor, which he was so proud of, was like paper in front of the shadow blades.
The Black Coffin disappeared, and Yammy, covered in wounds, fell from the sky.
His burly body crashed directly onto the ground, raising endless dust.
"Fortunately, I restrained a little force at the critical moment."
Kyōraku Callum said to himself, "Otherwise, this guy's potential wouldn't have been able to be discovered."
He was still very curious about the potential that the 10th Espada, Yammy, possessed.
According to Yammy's own words, anger was the source of his power.
Constantly increasing anger could make his body increasingly large, and increase his power.
"Seriously injured to this extent, he should be very angry, right?"
As Kyōraku Callum spoke, he sensed a vast spiritual pressure surging from the dust below.
"Uwaaaaaa!"
"I'm going to kill you!!!"
"Resurrección: Enrage!!!"
A frantic roar came from below.
The intense pain all over his body was constantly provoking Yammy's fragile nerves.
The drawbacks of the soul modification technology, on the other hand, had become a means for him to unleash his strength.
The extreme rage provided Yammy with a continuous stream of power!
As his roar came, a behemoth seemed to be constantly expanding within the smoke and dust.
Kyōraku Callum, who was hundreds of meters above the ground, could still feel the pressure coming from below.
The spiritual pressure, which had become weak due to the injuries, was fully restored under the effect of Resurrección, and continued to rise exponentially, just like his behemoth-like body.
In just a few breaths, Yammy's head had risen to hundreds of meters above the sky.
Below his head, was an extremely burly upper body, with hard muscles and clear stripes like rocks.
Further down, where his legs should have been, grew a body like a centipede.
Thick black hair covered the twelve lower limbs, and a thick tail was wagging in the air.
A single unconscious swing would collapse a building of dozens of floors.
But it was also a matter of fate.
Because the human souls within dozens of miles of the area had already been devoured by the Hollows, Kyōraku Callum didn't have to worry about causing new casualties.
After Yammy's Resurrección, he transformed into a hell demon, his ferocious gaze locking onto Kyōraku Callum in the air.
Compared to his huge body, Kyōraku Callum at this time was like an ant.
After Resurrección, his injuries had fully recovered to normal under the ability of high-speed regeneration.
Yammy raised his thick arms, slapping towards Kyōraku Callum in the air.
The violent force brought a strong wind in the air, causing the white haori to flutter in the wind.
"Simply increasing power?"
Kyōraku Callum shook his head, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
"Without speed, you're still trash."
Clang!
Kyōraku Callum drew his Zanpakutō, the blade brewing with dense spiritual pressure.
"Swordsmanship - Two Severance!"
A pure slash, without any special effects.
Kyōraku Callum lightly raised his Zanpakutō, and slashed through the air from top to bottom!
The black sword pressure, carrying the aura of destruction, flew out from the Zanpakutō!
Pfft--
The sword pressure slashed through, without any obstruction!
Yammy's frantic gaze came to an abrupt halt, replaced by endless fear!
Rumble!
A stinging sensation came from his arm.
The thick arm fell directly from the air.
Black blood, like a river, spurted out from the cut, the scene was quite spectacular.
"Can you continue to become stronger?"
Kyōraku Callum held his Zanpakutō, his indifferent gaze sweeping over Yammy's body.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"Release all of your potential."
"Defeat me, and you will have a chance to return to Hueco Mundo."
That gaze that ignored everything deeply stung Yammy's fragile heart.
"Uwaaaaaa!!!"
Then again expanding body completely covered the sunlight in the sky
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