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Bankai! Zanpakuto Deities' Strength Revealed
"BAN-KAI!"
From those four spots in Hueco Mundo, pillars of yellow, blue, Alice-blue, silver, and red shot up to the sky.
"Fujin: Kaze ga Joutei no Jukuren (Japanese for "Fujin: Windy Lord of Dexterity")!" When the massive amount of Spiritual Pressure and wind subsided considerably, Yukimano in her Bankai state was revealed. The Japanese kanji for "wind" was adorning her hair, reminiscent of a hairclip. Her hair also appears to constantly flow in a nonexistent gust. Her Shihakushō's design had transformed into something similar to a kimono. Her zanpakuto's design was the same as her Shikai. Lastly, the faint apparition of a silver horned rhinoceros beetle with the wings originating from underneath its abdomen floated behind her.
Soi Fon stared at the enlightened Yukimano with a mixture of surprise and impassiveness on her countenance. She then turned and walked away. "Where are you going, Captain?" Yukimano asked, more focused on her enemy than ever. "It's time for another lesion, rookie." Soi Fon declared as she stopped approximately thirty meters from the battlefield and turned back around to watch, "From here on out, I'm not going to help you fight Immune. You're going to learn how to kill an opponent by yourself."
Yukimano looked at her faraway superior and cracked a zealous smirk, "That all?" Soi Fon returned the grin and responded, "Yes." Immune growled as uncharacteristic anger-marks cursed her forehead," I..am not some teacher's lesson plan!" Enraged, the butterfly-like Combinado Hollow dived at Yukimano. She then jabbed her arm at the female rookie. Yukimano dexterously flipped over Immune, using the latter's arm as a support. She then taunted, "You will be if you keep this up." Immune turned around in shock only to be brutally kicked in the face, and then crashing into the ground.
As Immune tried to recover from that attack, Yukimano manipulated the wind around her so that she could gently descend back to the sand. Immune, coughing from the excessive pressure her lungs received from her not-so-soft landing, snapped, "Think you're so powerful, don't you?!" Yukimano only remained quiet and only concerned for her opponent's next attack. "Maybe I'll get you to answer!" Immune shouted as flew at the rookie. When she got in very close proximity, she proceeded to continuously thrust her arm at Yukimano. The Soul Reaper merely dodged them all, barely moving at all.
Frustrated at the lack of progress, Immune disappeared by Sonido and reappeared behind Yukimano. Then, she flapped her wings, releasing violet gales. Before the couple gales could connect onto Yukimano, she suddenly dematerialized into puffs of wind. "What the-How did you do that?!" Immune screamed in astonishment. The Fujin-weilder appeared in front of the Combinado Hollow just as suddenly and swung her zanpakuto. Not only did the slash hit its mark, a lare gale was also produced. While Immune collapsed onto the sand, a sharp indent, furthermore, marked where she fell down.
"My Bankai's wind manipulation is merely an upgraded version of my Shikai's," Yukimano explained as she gently descended to the ground, "Although, using my Spiritual Pressure, I can dissolve myself into wind as a means of escape and teleportation, called Kazepou (Japanese for "Wind Step"). However, this is substitute for Flash Steps, meaning in my Bankai state I cannot perform Flash Steps. It's a price I'm willing to exchange for something more useful in my opinion."
Immune, with every last wound on her body reopened in addition to the new gash across her torso, painstakingly flew back in the air. "Very…well…then…" She panted breathlessly, "Then…I will…give you…the biggest Rainbow Cero you'll ever see!!!" Immune's four wings then illuminated brightly as multi-colored Spiritual Pressure traversed through the system of veins. Yukimano extended Fujin outward and flipped it so that it pointed downward. "I'd rather not see a light-show." She commented as she dropped her zanpakuto. When the tip of Fujin touched the ground, it dispersed into pure wind.
"Rainbow Cero!" Immune screeched as she proceeded to release the energy. Maddeningly, not even a liter of energy was released as planned. "What's going on?!" She hollered hysterically. All four of her wings were constricted by silver ribbon-like objects, and they were blockading the massive energy from unleash. "What are you doing?!" Immune interrogated heatedly.
"Satsui Boufuu (Japanese for "Murderous Gale")." Yukimano said, "It's over. I've captured you now." Struggling against the windy ribbons, Immune questioned, "Captured? What's THAT suppose to mean?!"
"It means Satsui Boufuu is doing its job. When I dropped my zanpakuto onto the ground, it disappeared into the wind, allowing Satsui Boufuu to take place. It summons those gales to constrict you. In most case, not many people will see it coming unless they have proficient Flash Steps or Spiritual Pressure recognition." Yukimano elucidated. "Then what happens?!" Immune asked in a growling tone.
Yukimano smirked and responded, "Glad you asked." Suddenly, Fujin reappeared in her hand (also surrounded by ribbon-like gales). Then, the ribbons clinging to Immune began to spread from her wings to her body. "Hey! Quit that!" Immune ordered she flailed around and tried to break the ribbons via force. "No good. You won't escape or break my gales like that." Yukimano assured. "Says who?!" Immune retorted obviously not interested in what the user of the attack had to say. Yukimano pointed a calm index finger somewhere. "Says where my gales originated. Take a look."
Immune cautiously looked at where Yukimano pointed out. The length of the gales was considerably long, but they did not end. Their "ends" trailed off into nothingness as if nothing was holding it. Yet, the way they adhered to Immune made it seem so. "Now look at Fujin." Yukimano instructed as held up her zanpakuto. Although the ribbons were shorter, their "ends" also faded into thin air. "Fujin's capabilities virtually have no boundaries. As long as my Spiritual Pressure is decent, it, and in turn I, can manipulate the air and wind. As such, my gales will follow you anywhere because their limits are just about nonexistent." The female graduate explicated.
Immune looked at the wind manipulator fearfully. She was trapped and she knew that dreadful truth. "Now for the good part." Yukimano announced. "G-Good..part?" Immune asked silently, trepidation evident. The ribbon-like gales proceeded to stretch outward. Immune screamed bloody murders as the gales formed a perfectly round silver sphere (save for some ribbons extending out to nothingness). "Now that I have you where I want you," Yukimano stated, "Satsui Boufuu's finisher is able to commence."
Soi Fon watched the scene in interest. "My, my, my. She really knows to kill by herself after all." The Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukidō commented. "Captain!" A voice called from behind her. Soi Fon looked her shoulder to see Marechiyo walking toward her. "So, you decided to wake up, huh?" Soi Fon stated as she continued watching the battle. Marechiyo stopped beside her, panting as if he finished a triathalon. "Y-yeah…" Marechiyo said. Then, he noticed the battle scene before him. Because he missed on practically everything, he asked Soi Fon, "Um…What did I miss?" Soi Fon replied, "Nothing much really. Just a lesson. The battle's about to end anyway."
"So what IS the finisher?!" Immune questioned desperately from the inside of the sphere. "Afraid of death, eh?" Yukimano tauted, "Whatever, I don't care. But I will show you." She tapped the hilt of her zanpakuto. That action caused the wind sphere to slightly increase in speed. Immune could also swear that something was poking her as it did. Then, Yukimano hardened her grip around the hilt. The sphere darkened from a silvery color to an anti-flash white color. When it did, multiple yet really small cuts lacerated Immune's body.
"What are you doing!? STOP!" Immune yelled as the lacerations continued to curse her body. "You wanted to know Satsui Boufuu's finisher, right?" Yukimano stated, "Well, I'm showing you. Anything that Satsui Boufuu has cornered in its clutches is at my mercy. I can increase the wind velocity of the ribbons, or the sphere in your case. Every increase causes you to be cut at a higher degree." Even though Immune could comprehend what Yukimano was explaning, she was being tortured by the constant slashing. Such torment pushed over the precipice of insanity, "AHHH! THAT'S ENOUGH! KILL ME NOW! DO IT! AHHHH!"
"Looks like even Combinado Hollows fear death…" Yukimano uttered, "But if you want to die so eagerly, then I have no qualms." She elevated Fujin whilst grabbing the hilt with both hands. "Farewell." Yukimano then gripped the hilt so tightly that she could have instantly choked the zanpakuto if the hilt was its throat. The sphere then illuminated into a glowing pure-white and lavender color. The wind speed increased so exponentially that the sounds of very strident shredding echoed across Hueco Mundo. Immune's screams supplemented these vociferous sounds as her black shadow seen inside the sphere was shredded and sliced into oblivion.
After what seemed to be an eternal twenty-five seconds, Yukimano made the gale disappear around her zanpakuto and Immune's location. Interestingly enough, nothing was inside the sphere; Immune was grated to the point nothing remained of her. With a heavy sigh, Yukimano deactivated her Bankai and Shikai and fell backwards from exhaustion. Marechiyo caught the tired rookie in his arms. "Not bad, rookie, not bad…" Soi Fon remarked with a smirk. Weakly, Yukimano turned her captain and returned the smirk before drifting off into a much-needed state of unconsciousness.
"Amaterasu: Ranran Megami (Japanese for "Amaterasu: Infernal Goddess")!" Upon statement of the words, Hono's flaming orange Spiritual Pressure was unleashed at a seemingly uncontrollably rate. The area practically shone in an orange and red glow at the pure power of Hono's Bankai release.
Even when the Spiritual Pressure subsided to a reasonable rate, Hono himself was still enveloped in his own power. A scarf made of flames was around his neck with its tail flowing from the fiery, sunlit aura around him. The Japanese kanji for "sun" adorned the front side of the scarf near the middle. His dual yatagans were same as his Shikai's. Lastly, the faint apparition of a red and orange six-winged Phoenix floated behind him.
Kenpachi gazed at the Bankai-induced Hono with his psychotic grin glued to his face, "So that's your Bankai, eh?" He asked. Hono sauntered over to Kenpachi and stopped right beside him, "Yup. Damn proud I got it too." Coctelera narrowed his eyes at Kenpachi and Hono, "So that's a Bankai? Intriguing as I have never one previously." Hono "hmph"-ed and retorted, "And it's going to be the last one you see too!" CGG and SGG charged at the male rookie boastfully and prepared to fire Ceros when they were to get in close range. "Bitch please…" Hono groused as swung his left-hand Amaterasu. A might wave of sunlight was released upon swinging. CGG and SGG were caught in it and immediately were blown back to Coctelera, burned and immobilized.
"Impossible!" Coctelera interjected in bewilderment. Shaking his head, he quickly regained his professional composure and said, "Perhaps I should up the ante to the pinnacle!" Grabbing the charred CGG and SGG, he then ingested them into his metallic body. The panel on his Coctelera bursted, allowing CGG's cobweb wings to spread out. Then, SGG's set of arms bursted from Coctelera's armpits and its set of legs bursted from his hips. Lastly, the masks of CGG and SGG (along with some icky black substances) appeared out of Coctelera's broken cranium, creating makeshift "horns". GGG now became the tail. "Now let's see if your Bankai can withstand me at absolute maximum power!"
"Oh, great…" Hono groaned sarcastically, "Now you made my stomach queasy. Now I have to kill you before I vomit." The transformed Coctelera growled in irritation as he charged at Hono and Kenpachi, "No! YOU shall be the one who's murdered!" The male rookie looked at his captain and requested, "Can you keep him at bay? I got a plan." "Watch me, rookie."
Kenpachi then charged at Coctelera with his nameless zanpakuto ready. Coctelera, atypically, continued to charge and even readied to match Kenpachi's sword strike with his arms. The two met and clashed sword-to-arms. "You Shinigami are irritating me," Coctelera growled as attempted to exert as much pressure as possible to champion over Kenpachi, "Both you and your comrade are nothing but killers who think pure power and Spiritual Pressure will defeat your foe! For that philosophy alone I will kill you using my superior brain!" Kenpachi then unleashed his massive, dark gold reiatsu as he retorted, "I don't give a shit what you have to say…" With a great roar, Kenpachi swung his nameless zanpakuto and blew Coctelera back with his strength alone.
Coctelera landed on his feet and skidded across the sand. "Of course you don't because you're nothing but savage-" Coctelera was cut off by a flaming fiery object just barely skimming across the side of his face. "Not only do you talk too damn much," Hono's voice suddenly stated, "You underestimate me and Captain Kenpachi." Coctelera looked over his shoulder to see one of the two Amaterasu blades jammed into the ground. "What is this?" He asked. Kenpachi, already at Hono's side, responded, "You'll find out soon enough. Finish this off, Hono." "With pleasure." The rookie, rotating the other flaming blade a couple spins, stabbed it into the ground.
Both Amaterasu swords each released a red and white line. These lines were going opposite directions forming perfect semicircles. Coctelera watched these lines nervously. Eventually, the semicircles met the swords, creating a perfect red and white circle. Then, the ground inside the circumference of the circle heated up, forming the perfect allusion of the surface of the sun. "WHAT IS THIS ABOMINATION?!" Coctelera screamed in astonishment. The black substances on his body began to bubble as if they were water or any other kind of liquid. Hono stepped inside the circle; as a result, a faint fiery red dome covered the circle. "My Bankai's most damaging skill, a ring of fire." He answered.
Kenpachi turned over to the cliff where Yachiru was watching patiently. "Yachiru, come over here. The battle's about to end." He ordered. "OK, Kenny!" Yachiru responded as she Flash Stepped over to Kenpachi and positioned herself on his left shoulder.
"Ring of fire…?" Coctelera muttered apprehensively. "You heard right." Hono replied, "Not only are you trapped, but your body is going to feel like it's on the surface of the sun." Coctelera defiantly snapped, "That's exaggeration!" Hono pointed at Coctelera himself and, with a grin, noted, "Then why is your body boiling like a pot of water?" The transformed Combinado Hollow looked at himself and Hono was indeed true. GGG, SGG, and CGG were gurgling in pain as their inky black bodies were withering, boiling, and evaporating. Coctelera exclaimed fearfully when he noticed his metallic body beginning to melt into hot wax.
"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!" Hono chanted as red energy formed in the palm of his left hand. "What are you doing?!" Coctelera demanded inquisitively as his arms began to liquefy into wax; many amounts of steam also flowed from his boiling Hollows. "Finishing you off. Hope you like the smell of burnt corpse, Combinado Hollow." Hono state victoriously, "Hadō #31: Shakkahō!" A blast of red energy was discharged from Hono's hand.
Coctelera, with his third eye slowly starting to malfunction, screamed to the heavens, "HUTIKE ASUKAKE IS MY CREATOR, MY LORD, MY MASTER! HE IS THE TRUE KING OF COMBINADO!!!" The Hado spell blasted against Coctelera and, thus, created triggered a great big explosion of crimson inside the circle. The red cloud of fire erupted out of the dome, causing many sparks of wayward flames to scatter across the area. "Ohhh~ Fireworks~" Yachiru said in awe. "Heh. That was plain fun watching. That rookie's going places." Kenpachi remarked as he watched Hono pick up his swords and leave a deceased and melting Coctelera behind.
"Tsukuyomi no Mikoto!" The Japanese kanji for "moon" was on the back of Tsu Lung's Shinigami outfit. The Shihakushō itself was altered. Its normal black fabric was now a sparkling, moonlit Alice-blue color. Every hem of the outfit appears to dissolve into lunar particles and reassemble indefinitely. Lastly, the faint apparition of a two-headed Alice-blue okami with six tails floated behind her. The apparition emitted moonlight infinitely. Her sword was the same as her Shikai's.
"What the fuck is this shit?!" Abismo grumbly questioned as he tended to his empty arm socket. "My Bankai, Tsukuyomi no Mikoto." Tsu Lung answered. "So you got a Bankai, whoop-di-fucking-do!" Abismo bellowed in bombast. "That means this fight is reaching its end." Tsu Lung said as she held up her zanpakuto. Abismo's eyes leered at the rookie and snapped, "You're damn right it's going to end! I'm going to be the one killing you!"
"Then I guess I'll make this quick." Tsu Lung announced as her Alice-blue Spiritual Pressure flared wildly. "You ain't nothing qui-" Abismo, for the first time, was actually silenced as her witnessed something. Tsu Lung raised her zanpakuto to the artificial moon (the apparition behind her). Then, a sparkling moonbeam was discharged, illuminating the air and surroundings in front of Tsu Lung. "Ookami Unari (Japanese for "Wolf's Howl")!" The apparition behind her suddenly became more feral and realistic. It then stopped floating and landed onto the ground. As dangerous and threatening it now looked, it was obediently waiting for Tsu Lung's order.
Abismo, all of his audacity siphoned, began to nervously back up at the sight in front of him. Not only was Tsu Lung's Spiritual Pressure dense and alarming, the creature behind her supplemented this intimidation. Tsu Lung then charged at Abismo with her zanpakuto and her Ookami Unari attack ready. Abismo was paralyzed with fear. He hysterically pleaded, "STAY BACK! GET THE FUCK BACK!" Tsu Lung then leaped up, positioning herself above Abismo in the air. Lastly, as her body descended, she swung her zanpakuto downward and the Ookami Unari approached Abismo, roaring menacingly. The spiderlike Combinado Hollow's screams echoed across the hall as his hide became fodder for a wolf.
"Ryujin: Umi Shinsei (Japanese for "Ryujin: Seafaring Divinity")!" The wave around Aizonde was suddenly split in half as it continued to swish powerfully.
Aizonde pointed out his zanpakuto which was still the same as his Shikai's; however, its crossguard now excretes a black and blue waterfall instead of rain droplets and is now fashioned in the shape of a trident. The Japanese kanji for "water" was on the knots of the watery bandana and sash that magically appeared on him. The ties for the bandana and watery sash were unnecessarily long. Lastly, the faint apparition of a large blue Japanese dragon floated behind him.
Aizonde non-threateningly swung Ryujin and dematerialized the waves around him. "That's your…Bankai?" Casco inquired apprehensively. "Indeed." Aizonde responded, "Though, this is just my first time using it." Casco grinned and held up her hands to her neck, "Then I take the opportunity to defeat you in the midst of your inexperience." Forcibly cracking her neck, she shattered into glass pieces and large towering turquoise mirror surrounded the Bankai-induced Aizonde.
Aizonde cautiously exchanged glances at the each of the mirrors. Casco attempted this same thing on him when his zanpakuto was still Shikai-induced. And, actually, she managed to reflect two of his waves back at him (even scoring one hit on him) before he could completely destroy them all. "I'll not giving you the chance!" Aizonde yelled as he stabbed Ryujin into the ground. A giant torrential whirlpool surfaced from underneath the mirrors, instantly destroyed them and carrying Casco in its wake. Then, Aizonde swung Ryujin in multiple different ways; every time he did, the whirlpool was cut the same exact way.
The whirpool vanished as a result and Casco flew out suffering from one of the slices. Aizonde then appeared in close proximity of her via Flash Step. "You're mine!" He said as he proceeded to swing his sword. Every time Ryuin was swung, a watery trail was left behind it. Casco frantically blocked each shot with either a crystal katana or shield. Regardless of that, each impact from Ryujin's blade was highly potent; it continued to create cracks in Casco's defensive means. When he deemed he gave Casco's defensive means enough punshiment, he kicked her in her abdomen, catching her by surprise and sending her into the tile. "Now's my chance!" Aizonde thought as he spun his zanpakuto in circles. This resulted in the waterfall pouring from its hilt to trace a circular perimeter. Then, he swung releasing a black and blue crescent-shaped wave at Casco.
Casco, flat on her back and unable to react, was struck with the dark wave. But surprisingly, she felt no pain or pressure whatsoever. She blinked in incredulity and sat up as Aizonde landed on the tile. "What did you do?" Casco asked. The male Soul Reaper remained quiet. "Answer me!" Casco demanded as she shifted to get up. But, she then felt sometime very wet. Looking down, she witnessed the title suddenly turn into the surface of dark water. "Wha the-?!" Like a heavy shoulder, she suddenly sunk into the water.
In Casco's point of view, she was submerged in black and blue water and the bright surface tantalizingly hovered above her. The crystalline Combinado Hollow tried to fathom the occurrences. One minute, she was fighting a Bankai-empowered Shinigami. Now, she was suddenly underwater. "Confused?" Aizonde's voice asked, somehow ubiquitous in the environment she was in. Casco tried to reply but all that came out of her mouth was indistinct bubbling. She couldn't believe it, she actually was underwater.
"That dark wave I fired at you was not to harm you, but you set you up from my Bankai's most powerful ability, Suijou Gensou (Japanese for "Aquatic Illusion")." Aizonde explained. Many thoughts ran through Casco's mind. Was this Suijou Gensou supposed to summon attacks in the water? Was it supposed to drown her? Or was it to intimidate her? Regardless, Casco quickly began to swim to surface. Two things happened when she started: her breath began to diminish and the surface somehow inched further away from her. The Hollow continued to swim hoping increasing her pace would offer progress.
"Try all you like. You can't escape. Suijou Gensou won't allow you to." Aizonde said. The grim truth was that he was right. Casco's breath was now dangerously low and the heavenly surface seemed to not get any closer. "Unfortunately for you, your breath is now gone." As if right on cue, Casco released the last bits of her oxygen, accompanied by blood as her lungs felt like they collapsed. "Now you're going to get very lightheaded…" Indeed, Casco's vision began to fade away and her head felt heavy. "In fact, you're so lightheaded…"
Just as strangely as it happened, Casco was suddenly transferred back into the scene of reality. "…that you don't even notice my blade inside of you." Aizonde said with a smirk. His zanpakuto was firmly pierced through Casco's chest. The Combinado Hollow, surprised and exhausted, weakly questioned, "H-how did…you do that?"
Aizonde proceeded to explain, "Suijou Gensou is nothing more than an illusion. The dark wave I fired at you is specifically for activation of this move. It's similar to my regular waves except that the H20 molecules in them also have Kido particles. These Kido particles, when impacting a surface with a conscious, induce hallucination." Casco objected, "B-but…if it's Kido it shouldn't work!" Aizonde calmly replied, "It's not just Kido, it's water. And it's only an illusion. A mirror can't reflect what's not there. Face it, Casco, Kido was your friend. Now, Kido is your murderer. You're finished…"
Roughly pulling out his zanpakuto, a huge column of blue Spiritual Pressure shot up from the ground and enveloped Casco. Victorious, Aizonde deactivated his Shikai/Bankai, sheathed his zanpakuto, and walked over to Shunsui and Nanao as the column faded away, taking Casco's life as it did.