'From the very moment the battle started, I Thought my victory was assured,' Arrurerie thought as she witnessed the Negación prison collapse in a blaze of fire. 'I believed that by toying with these children and giving them a false sense of victory. It would make it easier to devour them and potentially take their abilities as my own. Even when they got lucky managed to kill my main body. I quickly overcame that by using Transferencia De Alma (soul transfer) to transfer my spirit and life force to one of my devoured and restore myself to total health.'

The Espada then gripped and shook her hands. 'However, they have made a contingency for even that.'

As the Negacion barrier collapsed, Uryru walked out of the explosion unfazed while carrying an exhausted Tatsuki over his arms before laying her down gently on the pavement.

'You did well…all of you,' Ishida said in good faith before facing Arrurerie. 'I will handle it from here.'

Tatsuki then huffed. 'After all the trouble we went through to save your ass, you better,' Tatsuki muttered bitterly and then fell unconscious.

The 8th Espada, however, while peeved that the Quincy got free. Quickly regaining her composer and smiled with anticipation.

'Well, I will admit that I didn't want to trouble myself with you, Uryru Ishida, when dealing with all your friends all at once, but since you are all by yourself, it would be easy to take yo-'SPLATE!

And before Arrurerie could notice or even finishes her sentence. The woman felt her head suddenly shot off her shoulders by a reshi arrow Uryu fired from an elegant white gold trim, Heilig Bogen, his holy bow. But even then, she smirked as she transferred her soul to another one of her devoured.

'Nice try, Quincy, but you need to-'SPLATE!

And like before, Arrurerie could say anything. Another arrow pierced her. Only this one hit and busted open her entire head.

'I suggest you listen to me, Espada, before making any more idiotic prattle,' Ishida demanded, and for once, the Arrancar remained quiet.

'I am fully aware that you used another hollow power to swift your essence to another body on the threat of being killed, and I also have reason to expect you think you could overwhelm me with the hollows you sent forth….' Uryu pushed his glasses up and gave the 8th Espada one cold hard stare as his spiritual power began to spike.

'…But you do not know the power of a Quincy prince.'

Uryu then grabbed hold of his cross and gathered a mass of reshi from its environment before forming it into an arrow and using his bow to fire it up into the sky. Which then shines as bright as a star before stopping itself in mid-air. Much to Arrururei's confusion.

'You should be honored, Espada; rarely do I ever show my personally crafted techniques on the field battle, let alone on a foe of your caliber. So please stand by and bear witnesses to the fruits of my labor,' Ishida declared and then reached out into the air with his right hand towards the hovering arrow and gripped it into a single fist.

'Sturm des Heiligen Sternenlichts! (Storm of the Holy Starlight)

Then upon the moment, the white prince spoke the name of his attack. The arrow star in the sky then ignited brightly before shooting countless arrows of reshi, which filled the dark heavens like a blazing meteor shower. Each of the projectiles homed in and struck down all the mutated hollows from within the immediate area and other city outskirts.

While Arrururei, who bears witness to all of this, could do nothing but duck and cover as she felt her army of hundreds of thousands of hollows annihilated within seconds and when the raining assault of arrows was ended. She saw that everything within a ten-mile radius was demolished into rubble. With only Uryu, the wounded fullbrings and a handful of her devoured left unharmed.

'It's quite amusing, really,' Ishida spoke out, and Arrurenri stared at him in fury while barring her teeth.

'Originally, the Sturm Des Heiligen Sternlichts was meant to deal with the invading hollows hoards by purifying them by the millions,' the Quincy explains while walking up to the now outclassed Arrancar. 'How appropriate that I would use a smaller version of it to deal with the likes of you.'

The 8th Espada was livid. Not only had she been outsmarted by a group of children, but utterly humiliated by the white prince and from what she could sense. Even Aarenerio was being pushed to the corner.'

Arrurenri sighed dejectedly. As much as she hated to admit she and her partner were out of their league when dealing with foes like Uryru or even the directors of the xcuation…which meant there was no choice but for them to go to the next stage of the plan.

'This isn't over…Quincy' the woman said menacingly and then used her Separación No Vinculante disappeared in a flash of purple light.

With the threat gone. Ishida let out a breath of minor relief that the battle was over. But as he turns to see Keigo struggling to fight the petrifaction with his spiritual power. He then pulled out his eye phone and made a call.

'Orihime, how is it on your end?… Arruruerie retreated as well…can you come here and treat Keigo's wounds?…good I will be waiting and hurry,' Ishida, then hung up and looked back at the fullbringers again. Tatsuki and Mizuke gave Keigo a worried look, while the latter gave a reassuring smile despite his near-fatal condition.

'That was quite a gamble you put up there, Asano, and one that was pulled off brilliantly. Otherwise, there was no way to tell how long I would be trapped in that negation' Ishidia pondered and then used his senses to search out Ichigo, who was still struggling against his opponent.

'I hope you can hold your own against the enemy by the time I arrive,' Uryu thought until he received an unexpected call.

Later with Ichigo and Nnoritia.

The two enemies felt evenly matched throughout the battle, with Espada and shinigami matching a blow to blow and counter to counter. Yet neither seemed to go all out just yet entirely.

But from what Ichigo could gather. This Nnorita was far more skilled than the one he faced in his world. Being on the same level as the Ulquiorra, he knew. In contrast, his fighting style was far more ruthless and unpredictable. He was nearly cut apart by the Arrancar with his gigantic crescent shape zanpakuto several times. If it were not for his train honed reflexes and when Ichigo managed to land a strike on his foe in turn. The Espada's Hierro made his reshi blades barely able to cut him.

However, when Kurosaki was going to put more pressure on his strikes. The Espada suddenly used sondio to blitz away from Ichigo and then landed and sat on a nearby Broadway sign.

'Okay, this isn't right,' Nnoritia spate in dismissal while Ichigo narrowed his eyes in concern.

'What the hell are you talking about!' The youth growled. 'Weren't you the one complaining about me not keeping my head in the fight! What's with the double standard!'

Gilia remains silent before letting off a laugh.

'Oh, it has nothing to do with any standards…' the Arrancar then narrowed his eye. 'It's just that I usually don't deal with imposters'

Ichigo's heart almost stopped at what Nnoritia had just said to him.

'W-What are you talking about?' Ichigo tried to deny it; the Espada then sighed in pity.

'Oh, don't you dare try to play innocent with me. I have fought Kurosaki Ichigo plenty of times over the past three years, and I can say that you can't be him. Especially from the way you fight,' he sneered. ' You look like him, but as for as I am concerned, you are a completely different person.'

Ichigo's hands then began to shake. While trying to come up with any excuse to defend himself, he remembered what Keigo said to him.

'I'm just using a new fighting style,' Ichigo tried to say, but Nnoritia looked unimpressed and even less convinced.

'Changing fighting styles heh…no,' the Espada denied while folding his hands.

'You see, brat, fighting styles are things that one can't just change overnight, and it can take years to form one of them. But most importantly, a fighting style tells everything about a person through their movements' the Arrancar then jumped down from the Broadway sign, landed on the ground, and began to walk up Ichigo.

'Their personality, emotional state, willpower, heart, and practicality whenever they are green in waging a battle,' Nnoitra stated lowly, and the teen could not help but be taken away.

'And you boy…You have been using your shinigami powers for years, likely training in them even. While it looks like you've only been training your Quincy powers for a few weeks at most.'

Ichigo then ground his teeth as he desperately tried to think of a way to defend himself.

'I-I am just rusty, okay. When I gain my shinigami powers, It somehow messes up my Quincy ones!' he yelled, but the Espada shook his head.

'Really, your shinigami powers mess you up so much. That forces you to fight differently…do you even know how you usually fight? Nnoritia asked, and Ichigo soon realized that he had no answer for that.

'The Ichigo that knew, rarely if ever, faced off in melee combat, and if he did, it was only a last resort. Preferring to attack from a distance, usually when his opponents are off guard and when he does attack, mostly against Arrancar. His shots almost always go near the heart…which is near where the soul sleep and chain reside,' Nnoitra explained coldly while pointing at his chest. 'It is one the main reasons I and grimijow had just a hard with him…we rarely managed to close the distance when facing off against the black prince.'

Ichigo was about to say something to retort… but only let a breath in defeat. Now knowing it was pointless to go into further denial...The only that he can do now is hope that no one else is listing in on him.

'Which then led to my own two personal conclusions. Either you are a shinigami that is somehow an identical relative to Ichigo Kurosaki, or you are some experiment made into his image for who knows what,' Nnoitra mused in thought before letting out a chuckle.

'But whatever…while I am pissed off that the object of my vengeance has been replaced. I am ordered bound by my boss to test your new shinigami power regardless, and even I cannot deny my interest to see what it is!'

The Espada then began to twirl his massive zanpakuto and created a whirlwind around himself. While grinning in anticipation. 'So, tell me, kid, how do you think I should go about it? Should I use my resurreccion and see how you handle that, or skip that and go straight to my Sengunda Etapa full force !? Either way, the king and I will bare wittiness to that power of yours!

Nnoritia continued to rant, but before he could do anything else, his face was suddenly slammed away by a white skin fist right to the jaw. He was sending the Espada crashing into a skyscraper and causing it to collapse on top of him.

'You were always the one who loves to rant about himself, Nnorita; good thing I am always here to make shut you up, the one with the white arm boasted, and when Ichigo turned to look at the figure, his eye widened in disbelief at who it was.

He was a tall man of Mexican descent, with long brown hair that combed over to his head while his chin sported a small goatee. His outfit consisted of a black tank-top that exposed his powerful muscular arms. With one of them sporting a tattoo with the words Amore e Morte with a heart, snake, and wings around them. Along with wearing dark leather belt pants belt and shoes. At the same time, a golden X emblem necklace hung around his neck.

However, even if the person looked somewhat different from the one he knew, Ichigo still recognized one of his best friends.

'...Chad?'