Chapter 252 – 252 ⥤ Accepting Assimilation is the Trend

“Sōsuke, what do you think?” Akira rested his chin on his right hand, his left supporting it, wearing a serious and thoughtful expression as if deep in contemplation.

Aizen gave him an exasperated look. What’s he going on about now?

“According to our intelligence, this brain is also a Sternritter member, and a particularly powerful one. Gremmy Thoumeaux, whose Schrift is ‘The Visionary’, can create both living and non-living things from nothing, turning imagination into reality.”

As he spoke, excitement flashed in Szayelaporro’s eyes.

Never in all his years had he heard of such an extraordinary being. The intelligence suggested Gremmy’s power even exceeded their own king’s. With sufficient imagination, he would be the most terrifying existence in the world.

It was this overwhelming power that led Yhwach to imprison him in the deepest part of the dungeon, using spiritual barriers to isolate him from the outside world.

For a scientist like Szayelaporro who pursued the unknown, that Brain was an irresistible temptation. If properly harnessed, its abilities could trigger unimaginable technological breakthroughs.

Seeming to read Szayelaporro’s thoughts, Aizen calmly said, “Science is built on reality. While imagination may aid certain disciplines, it cannot create tremendous leaps without foundation. Moreover, all abilities have limits. Though reports describe Gremmy as nearly invincible, I believe his power has drawbacks. Otherwise, Yhwach wouldn’t have imprisoned him. However…”

He changed his tone.

“His research value is still quite high.”

Hearing this, Akira cracked his knuckles and grinned, “Then let’s figure out how to take him down!”

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“Hashirama, I’m about to teach you the strongest spirit technique the Quincy have developed in the last hundred years — one of our trump cards against the Shinigami.”

Inside Silbern, Jugram spoke seriously.

“Previously, the Quincy’s final form was released through the Sanrei Glove. By dispersing Reishi at ultra-high concentrations, it forcibly absorbed surrounding Reishi, making them ‘subordinate’ to oneself. Its effects resembled the current ‘Sklaverei’ but were more dominating. This state exceeded one’s limits, causing Quincy to lose all powers after removing the Sanrei Glove.”

He spoke with great seriousness while Akira nodded off drowsily, his head sinking as if it had become dozens of times heavier.

Noticing this, Jugram quickened his pace to reach the main point.

“Through the efforts of His Majesty Yhwach and many senior Quincy, the drawbacks of this ‘subordination’ were refined, developing a new final form — the current Vollständig. The developed Vollständig varies based on the Quincy’s soul attributes. Let’s begin with the basics.”

This blond man was notably gentle when dealing with his own people.

If Akira had to compare him to others, only his senior Jūshirō and Aizen from his school days came to mind. The epitome of being yasashii.

{T/N: The Japanese word yasashii is widely used to describe a gentle or kind personality.}

Unfortunately, now his adopted son would casually summon a Kurohitsugi to strike him, his mind filled with thoughts of rebellion.

Since Akira wasn’t born in the Wandenreich, Jugram explained everything thoroughly.

Though he expected teaching such a complex spiritual technique would prove difficult, surprisingly, after just one explanation, Akira grasped Vollständig’s basic structure and began his first attempts.

After some refinement, the seemingly simple-minded young man had mastered all of Vollständig’s concepts.

Jugram was surprised, but recalling his previous teaching experiences with Akira, this performance matched the pattern, putting him at ease.

Perhaps this was Hashirama Senju’s genius!

His ability to quickly integrate with the rank-and-file soldiers and befriend other Sternritter members clearly demonstrated his talent.

Perhaps only someone like this could lead the empire to prosperity…

Jugram quickly halted this dangerous train of thought. Only His Majesty Yhwach could bring prosperity to the empire. Yes, that’s right.

Speaking of which, His Majesty hadn’t yet determined an heir to the empire. If no suitable candidate emerged, Hashirama Senju might not be a bad choice.

While Jugram’s thoughts wandered, Akira’s face flushed with strain, his expression tightening with effort.

The Reishi in the surrounding air came alive, coalescing into visible ripples that flowed into his muscular body.

By the time Jugram noticed, Akira’s entire body had turned crimson, as if he’d consumed tainted alcohol.

Red Heat state. The Reishi in the air began to boil and churn like a dormant volcano awakening after centuries of silence.

Hum—

Violent Reiatsu erupted, unleashing turbulent winds. A crushing pressure burst forth, making the solid floor groan and crack, dense fissures spreading throughout the entire tower.

Jugram furrowed his brows, manipulating Reishi to form a protective barrier, neutralizing the heavy pressure’s impact.

Another extraordinary scene unfolded.

While activating Vollständig typically affected the surroundings, Hashirama’s display was unusually intense.

A brilliant pillar of light shot skyward, raising a magnificent Quincy Zeichen at its peak. As the light shattered, crimson washed over, and wings of light unfurled!

The Sternritter uniform shattered, revealing his muscular frame wrapped in swirling streaks of dark red light. Behind him, a pair of wings, gradually corrupted by blood, pulsed rhythmically.

Unlike typical Quincy Vollständig, these wings weren’t symmetrical, showing slight fragmentation at their edges.

He could feel it — the power of destruction!

Looking at Akira, Jugram’s lips curved upward, “Your talent exceeds my expectations. I didn’t expect you to master Vollständig’s techniques so quickly. Judging from its manifestation, your soul strength is remarkably high.”

Vollständig was a power that Quincy cultivated themselves, not bestowed by Yhwach. Of course, if Yhwach had granted part of his soul, he would control and seize this self-cultivated power through usury.

“Now I am truly invincible! Such overwhelming dominance, such incredible power — what in this world could possibly stand against me?!”

Regarding these characteristic outbursts, Jugram indicated he had grown accustomed to them.

“Want to test the power of Vollständig?” He smiled, “Actually, I’m curious about just how strong you are now.”

Hearing this, Akira’s eyes lit up, his fighting spirit instantly igniting.

“Then I won’t hold back!”

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Outside Silbern, in the Shadow Area.

On the barren plains, two figures stood opposing each other, their energies intertwining as Reishi stirred restlessly.

Akira stood with his hands behind his back, adopting the pose of a master, ready for a duel until twilight.

“Be careful, Hashirama.” Jugram drew out his Quincy cross, condensing Reishi into a sword.

Activating Hirenkyaku, he vanished instantly. The spirit sword in his hand flashed silver, striking directly at Akira’s neck.

Clang!!

In a flash, Akira formed a spirit blade, blocking the sword’s edge as brilliant sparks erupted.

Jugram’s gaze sharpened. Though he was the aggressor, he felt terrifying power transmitted through the blade. It wasn’t like striking an opponent — it was like striking a towering mountain that reached into the clouds.

At this thought, branch-like patterns appeared on his skin, spreading until they covered his entire right arm.

⤫ Blut Arterie ⥤ Moving Blood Guise

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As the second emperor of the Wandenreich, he had mastered Quincy techniques to their limit, with few able to surpass him in spiritual arts. The transition between Blut Arterie and Blut Vene was instantaneous.

Before Akira could react, the falling blade burst forth with overwhelming power, shattering his spirit sword. The strike caught him off guard, and the spirit blade found its mark.

However, he remained unwounded.

“Hashirama, you’re too arrogant.” Jugram frowned, “If I hadn’t held back just now, I could have taken your head and ended this battle. Show me your true limits with the resolve to fight to the death.”

Hearing this, Akira grinned and said, “As you wish, Jugo.”

As the words fell, tangible Reiatsu exploded skyward, stirring up clouds and winds across the boundless plains. Heavy clouds gathered overhead, forming a vortex like a giant eye watching coldly from above.

Unlike in Soul Society, here he could only use Quincy fighting methods. Though still formidable, he couldn’t freely display his peerless physical prowess — he could only demonstrate the art of Reishi Manipulation.

It was also a perfect chance to deepen others’ impression of him.

I, Akira Kisaragi, am no brute!

Under Jugram’s stunned gaze, Reishi on the plains gathered frantically, like predators sensing prey. They rushed forth as if possessed.

Then under Akira’s precise control, the particles began assembling, forming a massive war fortress equipped with countless modern weapons from the world of the living.

In the dim light, it revealed a solemn and fierce silhouette!

The next moment, the cannons locked onto the wide-eyed blond man.

“Accept the baptism of artillery!”

Surging Reishi poured into the gun barrels like a tide. Brilliant light erupted from the muzzles, spewing tongues of flame that instantly engulfed everything before them.

Scorching flames rose to the sky as rolling heat waves swept across the plains. It was like a modern war had begun, with storms of steel raging mercilessly. Everything the fierce light touched turned to ruins.

Jugram could dodge at first, but as Akira kept adding more gun barrels, his room for movement grew increasingly limited. Finally, burning light surrounded him on all sides.

⤫ Kirchenlied: Sankt Zwinger ⥤ Holy Chant: Sanctuary Veneration! ⤬

Countless Quincy crosses rose from the ground as sky-blue light screens expanded, blocking all the Reishi artillery. Reiatsu light shone from Jugram’s body as his overwhelming power burst forth without restraint.

As Yhwach’s other half, when the latter slept, he had gained part of his power. This made the current Jugram formidably strong.

The Sankt Zwinger light screen continued expanding until it encompassed Akira.

The next second, countless Heilig Pfeil erupted from the light screen, instantly destroying the Reishi war fortress.

Jugram’s form flashed as he appeared overhead, swinging down his sword. A giant Heilig Pfeil materialized as sword pressure, its blue light stretching over a thousand meters.

The attack caught Akira off guard, striking him directly. The violent impact carved canyon-like trenches across the plains.

When the dust settled, a figure emerged, covered in demon-like Blut patterns. The defense proved so incredibly sturdy that Akira remained completely unharmed, making Jugram’s scalp tingle.

How formidable!

Despite not holding back in his attack — born from his understanding and trust in this man — Jugram still couldn’t inflict any damage.

Yet his gaze hardened with determination. Activating Hirenkyaku, he crossed a thousand meters instantly, bringing his spirit sword down with devastating force.

⤫ Schrift: B ⥤ Sacred Letter: The Balance! ⤬

Misfortune bestowed!

Akira felt his Blut weakening, his defensive strength diminishing.

Here it was — the completely unreasonable system-type ability!

Clang!!

Metal clashed with such force that Jugram’s hand went numb, nearly losing his grip on the spirit sword.

A shocked expression crossed his face as he questioned reality: Was what I just cut really human?!

The spirit sword had left its mark — a clear, bloody line across the muscular flesh. Crimson splashed forth, staining the blade.

Akira’s expression turned serious. The Wandenreich’s second emperor was indeed formidable — even breaking through the defense that had made Yama-jii sweat.

If it had been Yhwach instead, wouldn’t he have died in one strike?

A powerful sense of crisis gripped his heart. He had to become stronger!

But first, this battle needed resolution.

Looking at Jugram, Akira spread his hands and smiled.

“Imperial Jugo, you’ve done your best.”

As the words fell, power erupted.

⤫ Schrift: W ⥤ Sacred Letter: The World! ⤬

⤫ Vollständig: Azrael ⥤ Complete Holy Form: World of God! ⤬

Dark red wings of light spread behind his perfect form, branch-like patterns scattered across them. He appeared as a demon overlord gazing down upon hell.

At this critical moment, Haschwalth also activated his Vollständig.

⤫ Vollständig: Gabriel ⥤ Complete Holy Form: Balance of God! ⤬

Huge wings of light unfurled behind him, making him appear as an archangel descended to earth, holy and bright.

Angel VS Demon!

Both sides unleashed their ultimate power.

Boom!!!

A massive mushroom cloud rose skyward as overwhelming aftershocks swept across the plains, engulfing the entire empire in catastrophic fury.

Countless gazes turned toward the plains. An absurd thought arose in the Quincy’s minds:

Had the Shinigami attacked?!

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T/N: I thought about putting Abaddon’s name on the MC’s Vollständig, but I thought it would be too mean, since he’s not inherently evil, only with Kisuke.

Then it was Azrael, the angel of destruction and death, against Gabriel.

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