章 68: Chapter 68
"Bankai!!"
"Rending Void Slaughterfield!!"
With Goken Kenpachi's loud cry, a towering pillar of Spirit Pressure shot into the sky, illuminating the night like a second sun. Simultaneously, a square-shaped barrier unfurled around him, encompassing nearly a kilometer in all directions.
Aizen, holding his Zanpakutō, curiously scanned the surroundings.
"A domain-type Bankai... I've only read about these in books. This is my first time seeing one in person."
Hearing this, Goken tilted his head slightly, a smug expression creeping onto his face. However, before he could say anything, Aizen continued.
"As I understand it, domain-type abilities manipulate the real world by exerting the user's Spirit Pressure to interfere with reality itself."
"Such powers are usually overwhelming, but they are equally difficult to control."
"With your meager strength, are you sure you can handle it? Or perhaps, despite knowing you couldn't master it, you were driven by rage to recklessly unleash it?"
Aizen's calm, mocking tone infuriated Goken Kenpachi. His eyes burned with fury as he let out a roar, swinging his blade fiercely at Aizen, who stood a few meters away.
*Slash! Slash! Slash!*
In an instant, dozens of deep wounds tore across Aizen's body. Blood gushed like a grotesque firework, painting the air crimson as Aizen collapsed, his face frozen in an expression of shock.
Seeing this, Goken instinctively grinned. But before he could relish his triumph, his vision blurred.
When his sight cleared again, the "corpse" of Aizen had vanished, replaced by a small pile of shattered rocks.
Goken's grin faltered.
Before he could process what had happened, Aizen's voice sounded from another direction.
"Hmm, it appears to resemble the ability of your Shikai," Aizen mused, standing calmly a few meters behind Goken, stroking his chin in thought. "But there's something off. If it's just a powered-up version of your Shikai, then what's the point of the barrier?"
Stunned, Goken spun around to face Aizen and, without hesitation, swung his blade again.
Just like before, Aizen's body erupted in sprays of blood as he collapsed lifelessly to the ground.
And once again, his "corpse" dissolved into rubble.
Goken's eyes widened in disbelief. "It turned into stone again?! What's going on?!"
Gripping his Zanpakutō tightly, he began to question his sanity. Was he dreaming? Hallucinating?
Then, Aizen's voice echoed once more, this time from yet another direction.
"I see... I think I'm starting to understand."
"Your Shikai allows you to unleash invisible slashes. But your Bankai... it's not just an upgraded version. The difference between the two is—"
"Shut up! Shut up!! You bastard, die already!!!"
Goken roared, swinging his blade in a frenzy. This time, his strikes completely dismembered Aizen. Limbs and pieces of his torso were severed and scattered in midair, turning into mangled chunks before hitting the ground.
Under normal circumstances, seeing a hated enemy reduced to such a state would have brought Goken immense satisfaction.
But today, there wasn't even a hint of joy. Something felt... deeply wrong.
Goken Kenpachi's gaze darted across the battlefield, his mind twisted with doubt. "Is this guy really dead, or is he faking it again?"
As his latest barrage of attacks landed, the chunks of flesh suddenly transformed into crumbling stones upon hitting the ground. His heart tightened with frustration.
And then, the infuriating voice echoed again.
"Your Bankai creates subtle spatial fractures—far harder to defend against than intangible slashes and far more irreversible in their damage."
"Because it involves manipulating spatial rules, your Bankai can only be used within a confined barrier."
"Unfortunately, your application of it is primitive."
"With proper refinement, it could have been an exceptionally powerful ability."
"Yet you've turned it into a wasted pearl buried in filth, thanks to your abysmal talent and dimwitted thinking."
Hearing Aizen's calm analysis, Goken finally snapped.
"Shut up... shut up!"
"I SAID SHUT UP!!!"
His Spirit Pressure surged violently. In the rising tidal wave of energy, Goken launched himself into the air with a flash step.
Suspended in the sky, he took a deep breath and raised his blade high. Then, with reckless abandon, he unleashed a torrent of slashes down upon the barren landscape.
The desolate plains erupted into chaos, riddled with warped, jagged spatial fissures. Stone pillars collapsed, hillsides were torn apart, and the ground cracked under the relentless barrage.
Amidst the devastation, Aizen used Kyōka Suigetsu to disguise himself as a mere stone. Whenever a spatial rift drew too close, he subtly shifted his position, appearing in Goken's eyes as just a rock rolling under pressure.
For a moment, Aizen found amusement in the simplicity of his trickery.
Then his expression changed.
"Damn it... I got too caught up playing around and forgot something important!" (t/n His inexperience is showing)
In Goken's indiscriminate assault, a small mountain was blasted apart, revealing a hidden laboratory within. Inside were various pieces of machinery and several large tanks filled with Shinigami corpses suspended in mysterious fluids.
Even in his half-mad state, Goken froze at the sight, momentarily stunned by the eerie scene.
But then something clicked in his mind. His head snapped toward a direction not far away.
"Got you!" he roared.
With a sinister grin, he launched himself with a burst of energy, hurtling toward his perceived target.
Aizen blinked, momentarily confused. When Goken had shouted "Got you," he assumed his opponent had somehow detected his Spirit Pressure.
"But why is he heading in the completely wrong direction?"
A troubling thought crept into Aizen's mind. Without hesitation, he abandoned his disguise and shot into the air, quickly surveying the battlefield.
In the distance, he spotted Goken slashing wildly at a cluster of jagged rocks. The area was reduced to rubble, distorted by a tangle of spatial fractures.
Amid the chaos, a shadowy figure darted out from the rubble.
Both Aizen and Goken locked onto the figure as it leaped onto a standing stone pillar.
Aizen's brow furrowed, his calm demeanor replaced with a sharp edge of killing intent.
"That intruder... They must have seen my lab.*
"This was supposed to be hidden, but the moment my lab was exposed, my Spirit Pressure must have leaked for an instant. I can't let them escape alive!"
Abandoning his playful facade, Aizen prepared to act in earnest.
But before he could, the shadowy figure let out a frustrated shout:
"Damn lunatic! You're hitting the wrong person! The one you want is over there!"
"And my pants! Two hundred thousand kan a pair, ruined by your stupidity!" (t/n kan is the currency in Bleach)
Aizen: "…"
Hearing the voice, Aizen's blood pressure spiked.
The absurdity of the situation almost made him reconsider everything.
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