"Buzz!"
Above the sky of Karakura Town, a sword pressure of ink-black color slashed past!
In the clear sky, a huge crack appeared.
A crack of thousands of meters, crossed over the entire city.
It was like the huge mouth that some unknown creature had propped open, within it was a color of darkness that was deep to the extreme!
Scarlet blood, from Aizen's body erupted, like a fountain it sprinkled!
The tragic injuries, weren't at all weaker than the time when his cells had been dissolved before.
Aizen's entire left arm, was cut off at the shoulder, and from the high sky fell down.
However, at the time of falling on the ground, space again had a twisting change.
The invisible space, seemed to transform into countless blades, in an instant, that arm was cut into dense blood mist and a stream of spiritual particles.
A storm rose again, the blood mist scattered in the fake city of Karakura Town!
"What exactly is this power?"
Aizen's heartbeat had a brief stagnation, his expression completely froze on his face.
Not only him, the Shinigami behind the Blood Haze Shield, had also long been unable to believe their own eyes, in their gazes was full of horror.
What exactly happened?
Why was the Aizen who had just been in that terrifying posture, in the blink of an eye, had become extremely disheveled?
After seeing this scene, Ichimaru Gin who was closest to the battlefield, his gaze was also completely dull, in his brain a brief period of blankness appeared.
At the time when Aizen's slash had fallen before, he had endured the spiritual pressure from his Zanpakutō.
Merely that bit of power, for Aizen it could almost be considered insignificant, but it had made him suffer serious injuries, and fall into a state that was almost unable to fight.
The gap between him and Aizen, was like a firefly compared to the bright moon, there was completely no possibility of comparison.
"How could a mere Shikai Zanpakutō, possess such power?"
Aizen tightly stared at Kyōraku Callum, he was unable to understand what was happening before his eyes.
Clearly the spatial cutting before, had still remained at the injuries on the skin and flesh, but now...
He had already carried out a deeper level of fusion with the Hōgyoku, but he was still unable to resist the attacks of his Zanpakutō.
"The you who has fused with the Hōgyoku, have you erased the ability to think?"
Kyōraku Callum faintly said, "Or is it that the place of evolution, is merely your conceit?"
"Could it be that from beginning to end you haven't discovered, that my spiritual pressure is different from ordinary Shinigami?"
Hearing this, Aizen's pupils sharply shrank, his gaze solidified on the substantial black spiritual pressure that was wrapped around Kyōraku Callum.
Kyōraku Callum raised the Akatsuki in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealed a dangerous smile.
"I am sorry, Aizen."
"The battle between you and I, may have to temporarily come to an end."
Ink-like black spiritual pressure, at the instant that Kyōraku Callum's voice fell, in an instant shrouded the sky of Karakura Town!
With his own constant climbing of the stairs of time, Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure, was also constantly strengthening, the blessing of tens of thousands of layers of the stairs of time,
made Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure, had already come to an area that was unable to be surveyed.
Not only that, after obtaining the complete Hollow System, his spiritual pressure again had a new transformation.
Surpassing the spiritual pressure of Shinigami and Hollow, Kyōraku Callum had already achieved it one step ahead of Aizen.
The ultimate spiritual pressure!
"Swordsmanship: Kyōzetsu: Dankū Sōsō!"
Endless darkness, descended in this city, there wasn't even a bit of light.
In Aizen's eyes, released a faint purple light, wanting to see clearly the attack that had appeared before him.
Not only that, the power of the Hōgyoku was also constantly restoring his arm, until the instant that it was as good as new.
The sword pressure, descended!
The entire city under this sword pressure, trembled.
The remaining buildings, in silence, began to constantly petrify, disappear, as if they had never existed.
At this moment, Aizen finally saw clearly Kyōraku Callum's attack.
On the blood-red blade, and the black spiritual pressure were staggered and corresponding, released a formless feeling of oppression.
Aizen suddenly discovered, that Kyōraku Callum's spiritual pressure, had already disappeared in his perception.
His heart suddenly twitched, and paused beating.
The appearance of this situation, then meant that Kyōraku Callum in terms of spiritual pressure, had already surpassed him.
Aizen raised his arm, in an instant, condensed thousands upon thousands of spiritual pressure shields that were superimposed before him.
At the instant that he had completed the construction of the defense, Akatsuki also followed and fell.
"Roar!"
A simple and unadorned black sword pressure, in an instant crossed the distance of space and time, pierced through that ten thousand layers of spiritual pressure shields!
At the same time, a deafening roaring sound, howled above the dome of the sky!
"Boom!!!"
As if the thunder god had judged, the roaring sound on the dome of the sky, covered all of the sounds in Karakura Town!
Following this, the space around Aizen emitted a clear and crisp cracking sound.
As if it was a fragile mirror that had been concentrated on by a huge force general, countless spiderweb-like cracks, wrapped him within them!
In the next moment, Aizen his gaze stalled, his body became somewhat stiff.
The fragments that the spatial cracks had formed, actually formed shackles that had extremely strong oppressive power, and fixed on his entire body.
Aizen attempted to use spiritual pressure to break through the suppression of these shackles, however it simply didn't have any effect.
The gap in spiritual pressure, made him unable to resist this power at all.
At the same time, that black sword pressure, had already touched the center of Aizen's brow.
"Captain Aizen."
Kyōraku Callum's sudden change in address, made Aizen have a slight surprise.
"I clearly remember, that you once said."
"The battle of Shinigami, is the battle of spiritual pressure."
"When my spiritual pressure whether in terms of quality, or in terms of quantity both crushes you."
"Then what kind of thing will happen?"
As his words came to here, Aizen's pupils sharply shrank, until they were the smallest, his breathing was also almost completely stagnant, as if he had fallen into a time stop general.
If it wasn't for the spiritual pressure changes around him, perhaps it would really be possible for people to think so.
Kyōraku Callum his wrist lightly rotated, the ultimate spiritual pressure constantly compressed and condensed, pierced through Aizen's final defense.
"Puchi!"
A muffled sound, from the center of his brow transmitted.
Aizen's spiritual pressure stagnated in a fixed state, it was no longer able to carry out the next step of change.
"Since you are unable to answer, then let me continue to tell you."
"In the collision of spiritual pressure."
Kyōraku Callum his gaze was calm, indifferently said, "The weak, will have their souls crushed!"
At the instant that his voice fell, Aizen's body under the impact of the black sword pressure, directly dissipated into countless spiritual particles, disappeared in the sky of Karakura Town.
The ink-colored spiritual pressure that shrouded the dome of the sky, was also taken back by Kyōraku Callum.
Besides that purple brilliant Hōgyoku that was suspended in the air, Aizen didn't leave anything behind.
Under the clear sky, the Shinigami tried their best to look up at Kyōraku Callum's figure, as well as that Hōgyoku that was suspended in the air.
"Has it finally ended?"
"This war between Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society, has finally ended!"
On the Shinigami's faces more or less floated a look of joy, this war was like a haze that had been accumulating in their hearts general.
Now, it had finally been dispelled!
Kyōraku Callum stepped forward, preparing to take down that Hōgyoku.
However, his figure suddenly paused.
Kyōraku Callum his eyes slightly narrowed, in his gaze flashed a trace of surprise.
On the Hōgyoku, spiritual pressure was actually re-condensing?!
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