The sky returned to clarity, however a haze shrouded everyone's hearts.
"Hey there!"
Szayelaporro the corners of his black mouth stretched open, emitted a strange laugh.
"Shinigami, do you believe in the power of fate?"
Kyōraku Callum his brows slightly knitted, he always felt that the Szayelaporro before his eyes was somewhat abnormal.
"I do, so what?"
Szayelaporro said to himself: "You don't believe?"
"Then I will let you..."
"Wait, you said you believe?!"
Kyōraku Callum as a matter of course nodded, asked back: "Do you think that my appearance, truly originated from coincidence?"
Szayelaporro was speechless for a time, he didn't even know how to answer.
Until a violent fluctuation transmitted from the flower bud behind him, Szayelaporro then came back to his senses.
"Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I hope that you will be able to survive under his attack."
"Come out, my most greatest work!!"
Szayelaporro looked up and shouted, his hands embraced the sky.
At the instant that his voice fell, the flower bud that the four wings formed suddenly bloomed!
A familiar figure, appeared before Kyōraku Callum.
At the time of seeing that black liquid flowing down, Kyōraku Callum the corners of his mouth slightly twitched, he couldn't believe his eyes.
The figure before his eyes, could no longer be described as familiar.
In Kyōraku Callum's view, the other party in terms of appearance and art style, could be called the strongest.
A white Captain's haori was draped on him, inside there was a black shihakushō, at his waist was an expensive scabbard that the Kuchiki family had gifted.
A slightly tall figure, slowly walked out from the flower bud, on his handsome face carried a trace of a dangerous and fierce smile, made his overall temperament slightly different.
"That... is Captain Kyōraku Callum?!"
"What exactly happened? Why did Captain Kyōraku Callum appear from within there?"
"This must be Szayelaporro's ability at work, but this almost identical spiritual pressure..."
On Ukitake Jūshirō and the others' faces, floated a look of worry.
The disappearance of the darkness, didn't seem to be able to bring a trace of warmth to their hearts.
On the contrary, an icy chill shrouded their bodies and minds.
That spiritual pressure that was like a canopy, descended from "Kyōraku Callum"'s body!
Rumble!!
Terrifying oppressive power, shrouded the entire Karakura Town.
"Kyōraku Callum-kun, have you felt this familiar power?"
"Kyōraku Callum" the corners of his mouth slightly raised, in his smile carried a trace of strangeness.
"They all come from you."
"A choice from fate, made me obtain this power that is comparable to a god!"
Facing the provocation, Kyōraku Callum slightly frowned, his gaze scanned over the other party's body.
"From the spiritual pressure perception alone, the external spiritual pressure seems to be not much different from mine."
"But in the essence of this spiritual pressure, there is an uncrossable chasm."
He lightly sighed, somewhat helplessly asked: "Then should I call you Tōsen, or Manticore?"
Hearing this, the figure opposite him suddenly stalled, in his gaze revealed a trace of astonishment.
At the time of hearing these words, the smile on "Kyōraku Callum"'s face gradually froze, immediately then turned gloomy.
Crack!
The Zanpakutō at his waist, also emitted a clear sound, made the surrounding sky clear.
The stirring spiritual pressure, from his body revolved and opened.
The gale that was caused, fluttered the Third Division Captain's haori, rustling.
"It doesn't matter, I will kill you!"
His gloomy face was like a storm about to descend, "Then I will be Kyōraku Callum!"
Kyōraku Callum shrugged, with a few points of helplessness, said: "Since you yourself won't say, then I will still call you Tōsen Kaname."
"For the dead, I am always more forgiving."
Having the Soul-Sharing Barrier ability, he clearly had already seen through this set of operations.
The existence before his eyes who looked exactly like him, was clearly with Tōsen-Manticore as the core, and then through Szayelaporro's ability, carrying out a new spiritual particle construction.
Because Manticore's existence, was originally constructed with Kyōraku Callum his spiritual pressure as the core.
So, in the Shinigami's perception, the spiritual pressure fluctuations of the person before their eyes, and Kyōraku Callum didn't have much difference.
"Similar spiritual pressure, is that the confidence for you to kill me?"
Kyōraku Callum his brows slightly raised, spiritual pressure released, offset the negative effects that the other party's spiritual pressure brought.
Hearing this, the fierce smile on Tōsen Kaname's face became increasingly obvious.
"Haha, no no!"
"A mere change in spiritual pressure, how can that be able to kill you this most talented Shinigami Captain in a thousand years?"
"The power that I rely on, is precisely your own power hah!"
"Shing!"
The new Zanpakutō from that luxurious scabbard was drawn out, a cold light flashed within!
Tōsen Kaname with one hand held the Zanpakutō, the blade aimed at Kyōraku Callum.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, he lightly said: "Stagnate space, Akatsuki!"
"Boom!!!"
At the instant that his voice fell, the space around Kyōraku Callum began to twist terribly!
The power of nothingness, lingered around him, constantly consumed Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure.
Facing the erosion of this familiar power, Kyōraku Callum slightly stalled, immediately then smiled:
"So, this is the power that you are relying on ah."
"It is truly laughable."
Facing the constant consumption of his own spiritual pressure, Kyōraku Callum didn't seem to have any sense of tension.
His relaxed and comfortable expression, undoubtedly again enraged Tōsen Kaname.
The emotional defects that existed in his creation, at this moment were directly amplified.
A furious look, appeared on his face.
"As far as I know, you haven't mastered your own Zanpakutō's Bankai."
"After your Shikai has also been deprived, tightly relying on a fragile Asauchi, how can you compare with me?"
Tōsen Kaname's facial expression was extremely twisted, completely no longer like his initial appearance.
Hearing this, Kyōraku Callum sighed, helplessly said: "It seems that Aizen he at the same time as giving you powerful power, also made you deeply lost within it."
"Just when did it make you produce the illusion that Akatsuki is only a space-type Zanpakutō?"
Tōsen Kaname's twisted expression, suddenly stagnated.
The fear that had once been planted because of Kyōraku Callum's power, also again took root in his heart, in an instant grew into a towering tree.
In the distance, Aizen who was constantly paying attention to the changes in the battlefield, his gaze slightly lowered, on his face there wasn't much change in expression.
Even after hearing Kyōraku Callum's remarks just now.
As his voice fell, Kyōraku Callum's Zanpakutō was placed before him, the blade pointed straight at the ground.
In the next moment, spiritual pressure soared!
Tōsen Kaname seeing this, his pupils sharply shrank, as small as a needlepoint.
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