Chapter 59 – 59 ⥤ The Figure Hidden by Light

“Coordinates West 3604, North 6273, abnormal Reishi flow detected.”

The researchers surveyed the area around the shattered mountain, documenting the remaining traces.

“Hollow realm Reishi components detected, confirming the Adjuchas-class Hollow group originated from Hueco Mundo. Residual Reiatsu detected from Captain Shinji Hirako, the Hollow group, Rebel force assassins, and first-year Shin’ō Academy student Akari Kisaragi.”

“Did that student Sōsuke Aizen not participate in the fight?”

“He was likely paralyzed by the sudden appearance of the assassin and Hollow. This crisis was far beyond what academy students could handle. It’s miraculous that those two survived at all. We can’t expect every Academy student to be a genius.”

As the crowd exchanged observations and findings, they pieced together the truth behind the Hollow’s appearance in Soul Society.

However, just as they neared a breakthrough—

The air rippled suddenly, waves of distortion spreading outward.

Several black-clad figures materialized nearby. A massive Kidō barrier formed with lightning speed, trapping everyone within its semicircle.

“Who goes there?!”

The researchers broke from their discussion with cries of alarm.

The protective Shinigami sprang into combat stance, drawing their Zanpakutō and releasing Reiatsu as they leveled their blades.

“Kill them all.” The voice was hoarse and deliberately disguised, masking any identifying features.

At the command, the black figures unleashed overwhelming Reiatsu and began their merciless slaughter.

Though the Shinigami present ranged from lower to upper-Seated Officer level, they stood no chance against these elite attackers.

The battlefield erupted into chaos.

Someone attempted to breach the barrier with Hadō to alert the Seireitei, but after several failed attempts, their face fell in despair.

This attack was clearly premeditated. The assailants had calculated the power difference and eliminated all variables. Their victims had no path to victory — only death awaited.

The 12th and 2nd Division members, terror evident on their faces, gripped their Zanpakutō and formed a defensive circle, backs together, trying to steady their nerves.

The black figures granted them no time to strategize; their swift bladework cut down several more 2nd Division members.

As Shinigami protecting the researchers at the scene, they had fulfilled their duty to the utmost.

And true to their villainous nature, the black figures adhered to the principle that excessive talk leads to death — after their leader’s initial command, they maintained complete silence.

The aura of slaughter intensified. Blood permeated the air, painting their vision crimson.

The Shakkahō erupted with devastating force, its crimson energy radiating waves of intense heat through the air. The destructive Kidō spell reached its full potential, its searing flames expanding outward in a terrifying display of power, reducing everything in its path to ashes.

The black figure leader watched the scene with cold calculation, executing that person’s orders to eliminate all evidence.

Everything proceeded according to plan, until — a familiar, distorted light appeared in their field of vision.

The black figure leader’s pupils constricted as he instinctively cried out, “Behind, someone’s…”

Before he could complete his warning, brilliant blade light erupted across the battlefield, followed by an even more dazzling flower. None knew that light’s signature better than he did.

⤫ Bakudō #26: Kyokkō ⥤ Bent Light! ⤬

Moments ago, they had used Kyokkō’s concealment to ambush these Shinigami. Unlike them, who lost the concealment effect when attacking, this new figure maintained the Bakudō while fighting.

This mysterious combatant displayed exceptional Zanjutsu, his blade moving with flawless precision as he methodically eliminated the opponents. His seemingly simple movements concealed sophisticated techniques that enabled efficient, deadly strikes.

Every strike was lethal, delivered with fluid grace and tactical mastery that revealed expertise beyond ordinary ranks — suggesting at least upper-Seated Officer level capabilities.

“Crush them!” The black figure leader, recognizing the power disparity, barked new orders before losing a third member.

His roar snapped the black figures to attention. They burst into Shunpo, surrounding the Kyokkō-shrouded figure from all sides. Their combined Reiatsu made the air dense and oppressive.

“No matter who you are…” The black figure leader’s voice grated like stone on sandpaper, “Appearing here has only one outcome: death!”

At his command, the black figures struck at the figure in their formation’s center from multiple angles.

In the next instant, blood sprayed through the air.

Behind the Hannya mask, disbelief crossed the face of one of the black figures as searing chest pain consumed his sanity.

{T/N: A Hannya mask is a traditional Japanese theatrical mask representing a jealous female demon or serpent, characterized by horns, metallic eyes, and a leering mouth.}

“How is this possible?!”

In his final moments, he saw the true face hidden beneath Kyokkō. Those brown eyes held a stillness like undisturbed water — as if nothing in this world could stir even the faintest emotion within them.

Blood and bubbles filled his throat, stealing his voice before he could warn his companions.

“Howl wildly, Kamaitachi!”

Seeing the crushing formation fail, the black figure leader instantly released his Zanpakutō. Brilliant white light erupted from the blade.

The light faded to reveal a curved, sharp scythe. Without hesitation, he swung it downward, unleashing fierce winds that howled through the air with piercing shrieks, surging toward his opponent.

The winds of Kamaitachi bristled with countless tiny blades of light — anything caught within would be shredded to pieces!

Yet facing this approaching tempest, the blurred figure stood unmoved, simply raising their left hand with one finger extended at the final moment.

⤫ Hadō #63: Raikōhō ⥤ Thunder Roar Sear! ⤬

As the words rang out, the black figure leader’s pupils contracted in horror. The howling defensive winds vanished, replaced by searing lightning that tore through everything in its path.

A brilliant golden burst illuminated the battlefield in an instant. Fierce arcs of lightning twisted skyward, revealing faces frozen in utter shock!

In the next moment, the lightning condensed into an overwhelming pillar of light, devouring everything in its path with unstoppable force!

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