I, Lille Barro, am a tool and a weapon.
Since the foundation of Soul Society, my family has been loyal to the Quincy kings as Soldiers, Assassins, and, more importantly, guardians.
When I was born, I was trained to fulfill that role without question or hesitation, even when I was constantly at death's door, taking missions and killing any hollow, human or even my own brethren that threatened the Holy Kingdom.
Eventually, through my accomplishments. The current Quincy King Yhwach made me the leader of the Imperial Guard. The highest honor a Quincy of my stature could gain.
Yet...despite all of the power I have gained and all I have achieved...I felt inferior to one Quincy, who had no lineage or expectations.'
Royd Loyd.
A commoner who at first looked like a poor imitation of his brother Lyoud but grew to be far more skilled and powerful than almost any other Quincy I knew.
Even his Majesty personally trained him to be his double even after he refused and passed on that role to his brother.
And he accomplished all of that. Without being pressured, without being asked, or ordered to. Unlike me, who knew no other way of life.
Which is only made worse when I, the leader of the Imperial Guard. Who is meant to represent the best the Holy Kingdom had to offer...has been rendered virtually helpless before the enemy. While Royd was the one who carried the entire battle.'
And in the end, a tool, a weapon like me that is no longer helpful...should be discarded and replaced.
Lille Barro stood over Royd with the Nail in his hand, and then he stared at his comrade's face, now withering and breathing heavily. While steadily placing the pin on the man's chest and ready to stab the object into it.
But Royd places his grabbed his hand and shook his head, which made Lille grimace.
'You need this far more than me, Royd; someone like you is far more worthy then-'
Lille...' the withed Man interrupted, and then a few more columns of Reshi shattered. Whether or not someone is worthy of something is determined not just by themselves being deserving, but also by those who believe them to be' he then closed his eyes. 'I neither was chosen or believe myself to be worthy...' But I choose and acknowledge that you are'
Lille then hesitated. 'But...I'
Royd then smiled. 'As the leader of the Imperial Guard, one needs to be more than just powerful. They also must be strong, wise, and courageous. Such traits which I lack, yet you do not...' While he spoke, only one more Spiritual column of the spell remained. In contrast, the Man pressed the Nail toward Lille's chest. 'And I will be sure...to give you everything else you need'
Lille then stared at Royd for a long moment and, in silent understanding, nodded right before the last Spiritual column collapsed. The leader of the imperial guard impaled himself with the Nail.
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An aura of brilliant light engulfed Lille Barro's body and forced Cein to shield his eyes as the glow died. Quincy's body then disappeared only to reform itself from the aura of the light itself.
Lille's hair became longer and stretched above his head while a monocle covered his left eye. His outfit changed from a holy priest robe to a magnificent white suit woven with white, blue, and golden threads. His six wings became more extensive and more detailed, and in his right hand, he carried a large and white bayonet gun.
Cein looked at the brilliant Man in awe and then smiled in satisfaction. 'I have heard that you Quincy's possess some sort ace to counter our Segunda Etapa. ' He then narrowed his eyes at Lille's new form. 'But even never expected that it would be something like this.'
The imperial guard captain remains silent, then to Cein's shock. Teleported right behind the Alchemist and swung his Bayonet enchanted with the x-axis, and Cein knew what to expect to raise his arm to block it.
Only for the Bayonet blade to cut through the Alchemist's arm and shed blood, much to Cain's shook.
'Don't act so surprised, Commander...' Lille retorted. 'As you said, your defense can be overcome by superior might. ' He then flashed up his wings. 'And as of now, I am superior to you.'
Cein then looked at Lille for a moment and gave an amusing smile. 'Is that so?'
The Alchemist suddenly charged another black tear from his left and threw it at Lille, who then vaporized it by swinging his Bayonet. Only to then realize that Cein was high up in the air and summoned hundreds of thousands of black tears, nearly blocking out the red moon.
'Diluvio De Aniquilación' (Deluge of Annihilation), The crazed man uttered smoothly with a sadistic grin. Before pointing his left hand at Lille, Barrow and launched all the black tears at Quincy.
But the Imperial Guard Captain, with just a thought, conjured a white disk shield of light that quickly blocked the bombardment of tears. While below him, each of the dark orbs exploded with tremendous force when they hit the buildings or the ground, which was immediately impacted by another explosion that came after it, then another by tens of thousands of times over, and when the attacks ceased. A massive chasm stretched across the fortress of las Noches and was so deep that even the light of the red full moon couldn't reach the bottom.
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'Well, this is indeed most impressive...' Cein complemented with interest. 'Not only have you reached the same level of power as Royd, but you are also now capable of molding your X-axis into anything you desire with a thought. 'He then forms his right hand into a crimson blade that sparked with pinked electricity.' But let's see how well that will help you when I get close and personal!'
Cein then used Sondio to appear right in front of Lille's face, and the latter immediately used his teleportation to disappear right before the Man unleashed a massive wave of pink sparking spiritual energy that flew over the entire horizon and then reappeared a couple of feet away. Only to his surprise, he found out that Alchemist was already behind at the spot he teleported and without a second to spare Lille blocked the Arrancar's sword strike with his wings.
'Now don't try to think you can evade me with that teleportation of yours as I have become so accustomed to your spiritual power that even when you split yourself apart at the molecular level to restructure yourself. I can still track you and much more importantly.' Cein then began to increase the blade's pressure to the point that it began to cut through Lille's wings, who then narrowed his eyes in concern. 'I can still cut right through you!' Then, with a massive surge of strength, the Alchemist managed to cut through the wing in half and prepared to launch another strike on the Imperial Guard Captain.
But before he could, however, his arm was suddenly struck by a beam of light that came right below him, much to his shock. In contrast, Lille Barrow stared down at the Hollow in contempt.
'I am fully aware I can, Commander...' Lille said calmly. 'However, You must also know that my attacks can harm you, given that I can launch my x-axis with a thought, as you pointed out. It was foolish to assault me at close range'
Cein then frown In annoyance at Lille and then laughed. 'Perhaps...but you should also know...' he raised his truck hand. 'Your X-axis is still hardly a threat to me!'
Lille Barro then looked at the arm of his enemies, and to his reluctance, he had to agree; for a while, the limp suffered second-degree burns and steaming with burnt flesh...it still managed to resist his X-axis otherwise, it would have been completely reduced to nothingness. This meant that while his Spiritual power is greater than the Arrancar by a decent amount and thus preventing the Arrancar from entirely negating his powers...he still nonetheless has resistance to his abilities due to both of knowledge of them and still being comparable to him in strength.
And so, for Lille to defeat Cein, he would need to go all with the new power he has before his time runs out.
Otherwise, everything that he fought till now would be in vain.
In a flash, Lille teleported beside Cein and swung his Bayonett at the Alchemist, who tried to block it with his sword. Only for the Quincy to launch a wave light from the weapon's blade and push the Arrancar away. But with Great force, Cein managed to divert the blast from the side and rushed at Lille Barro at blinding speed. The imperial guard then countered by shooting hundreds of x-Axis beams at the Arrancar, but the latter either dodged them or shrugged them off. Then when Cein got near his foe again, the two engaged in a deadly clash of blades so intense that the shockwaves of their blows reached across the entire realm and cause the tree below the menos forest to shake and splinter. At the same time, the air around them becomes distorted and unstable.
Yet despite seemingly being evenly matched, Cein steadily began to lose the clash against Lille, taking on more burns and injuries and his blades becoming chipped and cracked. But despite all of this, the Alchemist continued to have the time of his life as he laughed and shouted joyfully, much to Lille's frustration.
Eventually, seeing an opening, Lille struck Cein in the stomach and sent them crashing into a nearby building, and when he got up, he was breathing heavily while still smiling.
'Now this...' Cein grasped. 'Is an actual battle, being cornered, the adrenalin rushing through my veins, and being on the crisp of death itself...' he laughed. 'I must admit you Quincies have far exceeded my expectations!' Cien then grins madly. 'In fact, I am enjoying myself so much.' he then conjured a black tear in his hands. 'I want it to last a bit longer!'
Realizing that his enemy has another technique on his sleeve, Lille immediately launches a beam from his Bayonetta to stop Cein. But the Alchemist countered with a Grand Cero wave from his sword.
'armadura de agonÃa' (Armor of Agony)He uttered, and then from the red appendages of his body, black tears dripped down from them until they covered the Espada's form. Which both rapidly healed his wounds, wrapped him in black armor, and transformed his appendages into crimson-red razor-sharp whips that glowed brightly with power.
'Now then, Lille Barro, ' Cein said with a bloodlust smile. 'Shall we continue?'
Lille then stared at the Alchemist and then sighed. Not out of pity for the Creature, but rather out of his own exhaustion.
As while the Divine form he attained did grant him far more power than the holy one. It's drainage was far more significant, even for an Imperial guard such as himself, and he knew that if this fight continued. He would only last for a few more minutes before he was forced to power himself down unless he was willing to rupture his soul in the process.
No...the fight needed to be ended now with one final strike.
Lille then dissipated his Bayonet, held out his fingers, and formed a gesture as if he were about to play something.
'Trompete...' he declared softy, and within his palms, a white-yellow elegant Trumpet made reshi was formed, and upon sensing the power of the object, Cein solemnly acknowledged it was Quincy's final attack.
'So you wish to end it all with a single blow, huh?' he said lowly yet smiled for the first time warmingly. 'So be it...'
'Ojos de los lujuriosos (Eyes of the Lustful) Cein announced as he raised both his hands and black tears formed from each of the tips of his bladed whips, only this time each was shining bright pink spiritual energy changed with power with each a stylized eye designed similar to the wings of his ressuection form.
Then, without a moment of hesitation, both Quincy and Hollow launched their attacks at one another. Cain's taking the form of a vast super-charged beam of energy that crushed everything in its path, and Lille's in the form of a massive shockwave of light that reduced everything it touched into nothingness.
And when the two attacks collided. The entire area around them was consumed in a blinding flash of cerulean and fuchsia before fading into white.
